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queenof-curses · 1 year

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Gojo Satoru: Blissful Satisfaction

Gojo Satoru x Fem! Reader

Request from @megsssshie: Gojo coming from work angry and fucking his anger out of him with reader<3 This is such a random request but its what sounds like it'd be good.

Summary: A seething Satoru seeks his lovely wife out to aid his work-induced frustrations.

a/n: I meant to make this a short blurb, but ended up at around 2.6k woops :)

tags: Minors DNI! Explicit sex, minor Master/Slave situations, housewife reader, face f*cking, creamp*e, & more.

To say that his day had been frustrating would be an understatement.

Satoru was absolutely pissed.

Not only did the deal that his team had been working on for months had fallen through, but his boss had made the snide comment that his absolute menace of an equal would have done a better job.

Fuck this job, and fuck all of them, Gojo thought.

He was fuming as he made his way into the parking garage, loosening his tie as he got into the driver’s seat. Feeling himself rage from within, he took a deep breath before deciding his next move. He could go to the gym to blow off some steam, but tonight he decided otherwise. Why bother with the gym?

Not when he had a tight little cunt to sink himself into at home.

The thought stirred his cock awake; it was already straining against the soft material of his expensive dress pants. He quickly stepped on the gas pedal with a heavy foot, speeding out of the lot and onto the street.

He was heading right home to you.

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Like any weekday evening, you were busy in the kitchen of your lavish condo. The stew you were cooking was almost done, so you set the stove on low and turned the rice cooker to warm as you began cleaning up what you could.

The table was already set to prepare for your husband's arrival, so you made yourself busy by washing dishes until he walked in.

Vrrr vrrr

Your phone goes off on the counter, indicating a text from your husband. What you read next makes you stop in your tracks.

Master bedroom. Sub position. Ten minutes.

The text had you scrambling. Quickly, you turn off the stove and put the lid on dinner. It would have to wait until later… You undo your apron and make your way upstairs. Looking at the clock, you were swift in removing all your clothes- stripping down completely to the nude. Just as you sit on your knees in front of your large bed, you hear the garage door open and Gojo park his car.

Palms up and chin high, you wait in anticipation for your husband to walk through the door.

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It wasn’t often that Gojo made these types of demands in the bedroom. Normally he enjoyed woo-ing his wife in his own flirtatious ways. Taking her shopping, or to a nice dinner, before taking her back home to absolutely ravish. But on days like today- well, Gojo needed some sort of outlet to release his frustrations, and he knew his cute little wife would be more than happy to help.

Making his way inside, he discards his shoes and briefcase at the door. He smells dinner on the stove, stopping in the kitchen to ensure that everything is turned off. The last thing Gojo needed was his house burning down as he was fucking the shit out of his wife. Smiling at himself, he knew you were already one step ahead of him. He made his way up the steps, walking into the dimly lit master bedroom where you waited.

What he saw made him stop in his tracks.

You were certainly in the position he wanted you in, palms up- resting on your bent knees tucked under you. With your chin held high, you locked eyes with your husband.

“So obedient for your Master, huh baby?” He says with a smile.

It was quiet, but you both could hear each other inhale a sharp intake of breath.

“Welcome home, Sir.” you whisper, almost breathless.

God, you were so fucking precious… Satoru would never get over seeing you nude. Of course, you knew each other’s bodies down to the freckle, but never does a day go by where you don’t turn Gojo into some sort of perverted monster.

Your nipples were erect from the cool air of the bedroom, they pebbled against your skin and made his mouth water. He wanted to take you then and there, but he knew he had to pace himself at least a little bit if he wanted to last.

“Hi Sweet Girl,” he greets you like a pet, reaching out to caress your hair with a soft smile and tired eyes.

It had you squirm in anticipation, leaning into his loving touch… The nickname instantly had you wet, ready to take on whatever he dealt.

You could tell he was frustrated by something outside of your relationship, Gojo rarely indulged in complete submission from you. However, you were more than eager to please and allowed him to use you in any way.

He stands next to you, towering over your smaller frame. Lowering himself to peer into your eyes, he smirks at the way you let him force your chin even higher with two fingers. He knew that it was uncomfortable for you, but also knew that you are eager to please your Master in any way he saw fit.

Leaning down, he plants a firm kiss on your forehead- making you feel warm with love and admiration.

You peer up at him under your long eyelashes, silently waiting for him to make the next move or command.

“What’s our safeword baby?” He asks.

“Purple, Sir.”

He cracks a wicked smile before confirming your answer, removing his touch completely and standing at his full height.

“Good girl, now… Suck my cock.”

Reaching out, you’re swift to undo his belt and free his shaft, leaving his pants around his thighs. He was already half-hard and it didn’t take but a few strokes of your soft hand to have him stand at full attention.

God, he was fucking gorgeous. A pretty cock for a pretty man, when Gojo was at full standing his shaft was lengthy, measuring up to roughly 8 or 9 inches. His cock was slightly curved upwards, a perfect angle to slam into your spongiest spot. A couple veins danced with each other along the sides as they met a pretty flushed tip. A tip that currently pointed in your direction and leaked onto your hand as you pumped him slowly.

You licked your lips eagerly before leaning forward and taking him in your mouth.

“Ah- fuck,” mutters Gojo, throwing his head back in bliss.

You hum around him as you begin bobbing your head up and down. Slowly, you take a few movements to get your throat used to his weight before you feel both of his hands in your hair, giving your head a firm tug to look up.

As you do, what you see makes your pussy drip onto the bedroom floor.

Your husband's bright blue eyes- normally so clear and vivid, we’re as black as night. His pupils were blown wide as he smiled down at you with just a touch of malice.

“I’m not going to be kind.” He says, voice low and gravelly- so different from his normal sweet-talk.

It made your cunt quiver.

Nodding, you understand what he’s getting at completely. You remove your hand from the part of his shaft that wasn’t in your mouth and put both palms against his lean thighs, bunching the fabric of his slacks in your fists as you prepare to hang on.

Gripping your head, he pulls you off his cock and watches as you kneel in front of him with your mouth wide open and tongue hanging out.

“Fuck baby- such a eager little slut, like a bitch in heat…” he could feel his cock twitch at the sight as he leans down and spits directly into your mouth.

You swallow it eagerly, showing him your empty throat as if beckoning to place his shaft inside your mouth once more.

He laughs at that, “how can I deny my pretty little wife?”

His touch on your head gets mean as he shoves your face back into his crotch. Not waiting for you to prepare yourself, he feeds you his length until he’s hitting the bottom of your throat and your nose sits against his pelvis.

“Fuuuuuuuck,” he moans. “That’s it- such a good fucking girl.”

He begins to fuck your throat at an uncaring speed. You could barely breathe, but you do your best to accommodate your much frustrated husband. Your tongue hangs low, making sure to coat the underside of his shaft with every thrust he gives.

You move to cup his balls with one hand as you support yourself with the other, lightly massaging and squeezing them as you feel them press against your chin with each movement.

Satoru watches the tears smear mascara down your face, your saliva mixing with his precum and dripping off of your chin and onto the floor. Fuck, it was a mess but Gojo couldn’t help himself as he edged himself with your throat.

He holds you down on his shaft, the soft white hairs at the base tickle your nose as you struggle to breathe through your blocked airway. Finally, he yanks your head off him, admiring the silvery strings of spit and cum connecting your face to his crotch.

You look up at him through tears as the hand on the back of your head tilts your head up. The slender fingers of his free hand tilt your chin as he admires your abused face.

“So good for me baby… but I’m far from done. Are you ready for my cock?” He teases with a smirk.

His lewd words emit a soft whimper from your much sore throat; however you manage to answer his question.

“Ye-yessir.” You tell him with a hoarse voice.

He answers with a cheshire grin, “you know just what I want to hear baby.” He coos at you, caressing your face with a soft hand as the other grips you by the throat.

Satoru squeezes your neck, slightly obstructing your airway once more as he half drags, half walks you towards your shared bed. He practically throws you on top as he takes off what remained of his clothing.

You look up at him, drunk on the sight of a naked Gojo. You beg him to touch you with your eyes, but you knew better than to ask anything of him once he got like this.

He climbed onto the bed behind you, reaching for your hips and hoisting you onto your knees, positing you just how he liked. Your pussy was open for his hungry eyes, taking in each deliciously wet fold as he watched your hole twitch around nothing. Gojo admired the way your body begged for him- practically weeping as you dripped in anticipation for his cock.

He had to hold himself back from tasting you- knowing that he’d make up for it later in the back of his mind. You were more than ready to take him, he knew just by the way your body reacted to his demanding actions.

With your head down low on the comforter you couldn’t see what he was doing, just barely having the willpower to stay still and wait. Finally, you feel two cool hands on either side of your hips. With his thumbs digging into the fat of your behind, he parts your ass cheeks slightly so that he could admire your tight little holes.

“Who do these belong to, baby?” He taunts.

You feel it then- the warm glob of spit that drips down your crack, it’s slippery substance coating your asshole before dripping down to your pussy.

“Y-you sir,” you answer, the intensity of his words drawing goosebumps from your heated flesh.

He squeezes the fat of your ass in triumph. “That’s right, baby… I own you, my perfect little slut.” A hard slap comes down on your cheek, making you cry out and whimper at the heated pain behind his hand.

You could feel him begin to prod at your entrance, the weeping tip of his shaft slowly pressing into you. You moan loudly- unable to form words as you feel your husband drive his cock straight into your cunt.

Satoru hits home- no prep, not that you needed it- he drives himself into you all at once. He feels himself deep inside your womb, nestled to the brim as he absolutely loses his shit at the feeling of your heat wrapped tight around him.

“Shit- you’re so fucking tight.” He groans.

All his frustrations from earlier come soaring to the surface as he drags himself in and out of your pussy at a quick, brutal pace. Each thrust of his hips brought him deeper and deeper into your depths, pulling soft cries of pleasure from your chest as you moaned out for him.

He could barely pace himself- losing his mind in you as he fucks you into oblivion. Gojo made a choice then- he would forget everything from work and lose himself in his love for you.

Stars danced across your vision, your eyes squeezed shut as you allowed Gojo to use you like his personal cocksleeve. Your hands gripped the sheets tight as you arched your back into him, quick to meet his rampant thrusts as you edge closer to your finish.

“Oh god- Fuuuuuuuck!” You cry out when you feel him reach a slender finger in between your legs. You attempt to jerk away, but his grip on you has you trapped underneath him. He caged you in, humping your body like an animal in heat.

Gojo circles your clit lightly, dancing with your teetering orgasm as he feels your cunt grip him tight. It makes him laugh, mind feral as he fucks you even harder. Each piston of his hips sent your ass bouncing against his front.

He goads you further, “Such a good fucking girl.., my tight little slut, gonna finish on my cock sweetheart?”

Your husband's teasing words bordered on mean, but you couldn’t help the way they snapped the tight coils in your stomach. You cum hard with a scream on your lips, tears falling from your eyes as you coat his shaft and balls in your release.

He looks down and admires the view of your gushing cunt, releasing your swollen clit to focus on fucking you through your orgasm.

“Satoru! I-it’s too much!” you cry, attempting to reach behind you and push his chest away.

It falls on deaf ears as he slaps your hand away and fucks you right into another, making you silence your cries as you clamp down around him.

Gojo’s grunts filled the room as he neared his end. He watched the way you twitched in pleasure- it had him pounding into you from behind with reckless abandon. His balls felt tight as he slams home one, two- three more times before releasing himself inside of you.

He shoves his cock as deep as he could- filling your womb with his hot seed as he holds your body down underneath him.

“Ugh- fuck!” he groans, digging his fingers into your flesh, no doubt leaving marks that would last for days.

Your vision goes white as you feel him fill you up, coating you with himself from the inside out.

“Shhh…” he coos at you as he rocks his hips back and forth, fucking his cum deeper into your cunt. “That’s my sweet girl, taking all of me just like that. You did so well baby.”

His encouraging words had both your heart and pussy fluttering as he slowly pulled out of your abused hole.

“Sa-Satoru…” he listens close as your voice whispers his name.

Gojo turns to position you in his lap facing him, caressing your hair and gently kissing forehead. Unbothered with the fact that you leaked his own release onto his lap, he listened to your soft whimpers and quick heartbeat. In this moment, he knew that nothing mattered except you, and that all his frustrations from work had long been forgotten.

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gemini-sensei · 1 year

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okay but sub! shy! virgin! hawk with a mommy kink <33. he’d be so shy and it’d be so cute ahhdhdhhdhe

Shy!Sub!Hawk Moskowitz x Chubby!Dom!Reader NSFW Blurb

Mommy kink ○ Fem!Reader

CW: loss of virginity, dom/sub dynamics but not explicitly discussed, unprotected sex. (unedited)

Hawk talks a big game for someone who has yet to lose their virginity. He gives off the energy that he'll top and be great at giving a girl dick, when he has no idea what he's talking about. Reader stews at the thought, eventually coming to the conclusion that Hawk needs a reality check...

At training, she spars with him and let's him think he has the upper hand, but then flips it around on him. She pins him down easily, making sure he can't move with his hands to the mat and her body on his hips. She smirks at his wide eyes and the faint blush forming on his cheeks. While the rest of the class applauds her, she subtly rolls her hips and feels his cock stir, then twitch at her dominance. Neither say a word about it and she stands up and offers him her hand, which he takes and pulls him up harder than expected.

When it's time to go, she corners him at his car. As everyone else leaves, it looks like they're having a normal conversation. They have no idea she's confronting him about how he claims to be quite the dominant force in bed.

He clams up and goes quiet, bowing his head. She steps closer and backs him up against his car, then cups his crotch and palms him through the material of his pants. He groans and tries to keep up his act onelce more, ready to puff up his chest. But she stops him once again.

"I don't even think you've ever gotten your dick wet."

Next thing he knows, he's sitting behind the wheel and she's reached over the middle console giving him a handjob. His facade is crumbling as he whines loudly, having to keep his eyes focused on the road while she plays with his cock. He doesn't have to look at her to know she's smirking, he can hear it in her laugh. Every time she chuckles at his inexperience, it sends shivers down his spine and his thick cock twitches in her hand.

Then they're making their way through the house and to his bedroom. She pins him to the door before he can even get it open. She's rough with him as she palms him again, jerking him off through his pants.

He lets out a feeble, whiny, "mommy," and she stops.

He looks up at her, shocked at his own words. He feels all the heat coursing through his body make its way up to his face, in his cheeks and in his ears. She's staring at him with a hard to read expression and he swallowed hard trying to find the right words to say to next.

But he doesn't get the changlce to say anything more. She opens the door behind him and pushes him in. "Take off your clothes, get on the bed, and let mommy show you how it's done."

He stammers, "ye-yes, mommy." Then he starts stripping.

Once nude, he crawls onto the bed, weeping cock between his legs nice and hard. He sits and rests back on his hands, unsure of how she wants him to be. Does she want him to lay there? Sit there? What? He doesn't know what to now and it shows.

"Wh-what are you going to do?" He asks, watching her watch him.

She stands at the end of his bed, still fully clothed. She stares at him, most notably his cock as it lays over his abs. But when he speaks, she looks at him and takes it all in, his facial expression, the way he's sitting, how he's looking at her. She knows she has his full attention, so she starts stripping slowly.

Instead of answering his question, she asks, "have you ever seen real tits before?"

He shyly and embarrassingly shakes his head. His eyes are glued to her, cheeks and ear and neck burning bright red. Though his mohawk says his a brash, loud mouth guy, she sees nothing of the sort left over. All she sees in a quiet, shy virgin.

Once her bra comes off and and tits are freed, his eyes widen. She cups them and squeezes them, plays with her nipples and moans softly. He watches every movement she makes, silently taking notes before she stops and starts undoing her pants.

Soon, she naked and crawling onto the bed. She licks her lips as she sees his cock twitch and ooze pre cum onto his stomach. She comes to a stop in front of him, between his knees, and sits on her knees. "Now, what do you want, Hawk?"

She says his name like a taunt, teasing him with his macho, tough guy act. He knows it's what she's doing and he doesn't even care, shivering at the way she looks at him. He feels so small under her gaze.

"I-I want... want you to ride me..."

"Who?"

He looks at her, a little unsure. "M-mommy?"

Reader smirks at him. "Good boy."

She comes closer and positions herself over him, and he sits back and watches. He doesn't know where to look, but his eyes scan over her whole form as she gets him ready. From her tits to her belly to her wet pussy as she drags it along his length. He whines lowly, trying go hide the embarrassing noise from her. However, she just grinds down on his twitchy cock and pulls the noises out of him louder.

Then she reaches down and holds his cock up to her pussy, rubbing the tip through her folds before sinking down on it. His tip pops in easy, but she doesn't stop go let him really feel it and get used to the feeling. No, she just keeps going, letting her fat cunt eat up his twitchy cock until her ass is pressed against his thighs. They're hip to hip and as he looks down at where they meet, he realizes she's taken him all in one go. His thick cock is buried to the hilt in real, warm pussy and his body can hardly take it.

His cock twitches erratically and he holds back, using every fiber of his being to not come yet. But she crumbles him easily like she's done to him all day.

She leaned in close to him, pressing her bare tits to his chest and they squish up. She lightly grinds her hips as she starts kissing his jaw, dragging her soft flesh along his cut jawline. "Are you gonna come already, baby? I know you are. I feel your cock throbbing inside me. Mommy won't be upset if you come now. I promise. Go ahead. Come. Come from just putting it in Mommy's pussy."

Her dirty, borderline mean words allow him to let go. He's whining loudly as he comes and she kisses his stretched lips, as of kissing the very noises he's making whilst he can't kiss her back. She holds him and mumbles against his lips as he comes in his first raw pussy.

"There you go, baby. Just like that," she tells him, petting his jaw sweetly. She rolls her hips into his, milking his orgasm for everything it is and can be, making him feel like he's belong cloud nine. His cum splashes against her cervix as she grinds her hips down on his, humming softly as she smiles against his whimpering lips. "It must feel good to finally have you cock buried in a real pussy. Does it feel good, baby?"

"Yes..."

"Yes what?"

"Yes, Mommy," he whines. His hands are on her hips and he's gripping them tightly, but he knows he has no control over the way they move on him. He doesn't really care though, brain turned to mush as he's still firing off into her cunt. Slowly, as he comes to a stop, the fog lifts and he looks up at Reader. "Thank you, mommy."

"Aww," she chuckles and cups his chin. She pouts and smirks. "It's not over yet, baby. You still have to make Mommy come. You want Mommy to feel good, too, right?"

He nods excitedly and she laughs at his enthusiasm, sending shivers up his spine. His dick stays hard as she doesn't stop rolling her hips.

"Good boy," she mumbles, leaning into him. She kisses him for real this time and they sit there making out for a while, her tongue shoved into his mouth and lashing against his. She lets him, too shy to do anything more, slowly learning what he should do with his tongue.

Then she pulls away and pushes him down onto the bed. She pins him down by the shoulders and spreads her knees further apart. He pants hard, watching her with wide eyes from below. She lifts her hips up, then drops them back down roughly. He moans, throwing his head back, uncaring that he's messing up his hair.

He lets out a cry of "Mommy!"

And Reader moans lowly with him, smirking as she continues the pace she set, planning on riding him nice and hard as he cries out for his new mommy until his voice goes hoarse.

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explorevenus · 1 year

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Feeling absolutely devastated because of uni and grades all I’d want is the Leon that you write shower me in love and reassuring words :((((

awww honey :(

i’m so sorry you’re having a hard time. it means a lot to me that something i’ve written has brought you comfort during a tough time.

here’s a blurb to hopefully cheer u up ;~; it’s not specific to either canon!leon or yandere!leon, it can be read as either 💗

(writing this on mobile so i’m sorry if the formatting is shit)

leon had been away on assignment for a few days— the timing couldn’t have possibly been more inopportune. not only was he already apprehensive about leaving you to your own devices for any length of time due to pure paranoia, but you were currently being crushed under the weight of finals season.

you were barely sleeping, barely eating, barely blinking. you weren’t as gracious with yourself as he wished you’d be— you hardly allowed yourself any breaks despite how obvious it was that you’d needed one. on one hand, he understands. leon has always been one to absorb himself in his work that way. but you? he could hardly stomach watching you fold in on yourself more and more as the weeks dragged on.

still, duty calls, so away he went.

leon returned home on the cusp of 4 am and was pained to see the dull light of your laptop screen shining through the bedroom window. he didn’t even bother taking his bags out of the car as he headed inside and up the stairs to check on you.

you were practically right where he’d left you days ago, hunched over your laptop at your desk, hair thrown carelessly into a claw clip hanging loose at the nape of your neck, bundled up in one of his old hoodies that swallowed your body whole. you had your forehead rested on the desk before you— he almost thought you were sleeping until he heard a soft hiccup followed by a sniffle.

you were crying.

“oh, sweetheart…” he gasped, approaching you gently so as not to spook you. leon wasn’t even sure if you’d noticed him yet. “what’s the matter? why are you still awake?” he asked, resting a hand on your shoulder, feeling your body quiver beneath his touch as you sobbed.

you peeked your head up to look at him, bleary eyes shot red and overflowing with fat tears. your bottom lip wobbled as you drank in the sight of him, clearly trying to find the words to describe your situation, but once you did, it was like you’d unleashed a rushing waterfall of word vomit that you’d clearly been stewing on since he’d left.

“i put everything i had into this essay, i’ve barely slept, i studied the material until it was printed on the backs of my eyelids and my professor won’t accept it because i turned it in one minute after midnight,” you rambled, pausing to inhale a breath before you continued, “it’s ridiculous and unfair and now i’m gonna have to retake the entire course over one stupid essay, one fucking minute. and now my gpa is probably fucked too and i don’t know what to do because i tried talking to him and he won’t hear it, he won’t give me an extension, and i’m still not even done because i have another final due at 6 pm tomorrow—“

leon listened carefully, occasionally wiping away your tears as he tried to follow your rant. you were firing off so quick he wasn’t sure you were breathing.

“okay, hey, hey… shh… come here,” he interrupted you, opening his arms to draw you out of your chair and into his embrace. you clearly hesitated but ultimately gave in, in sore need of comfort. you couldn’t stop crying, soaking his shirt with tears as you curled into his arms and bawled. he rubbed your back, pressing soft kisses against the crown of your head.

“i-i don’t have time to take a break,” you wept, though you were still clutching him like you’d die if you let go. “i need to finish this paper…”

leon shook his head, tightening his arms around you. “no, sweetheart, you need to take a breather, okay? there’s no way you’re getting that paper done until you relax. everything’s going to be fine, i promise. i’ll make sure of it.”

he rocked you back and forth in his arms as you cried, wishing he had the power to just award you your degree himself. you had been so excited when you first began higher education and it pained him to see how much of a toll it had taken on you over the months.

after a while your hiccups and sobs had subsided and he was prepared to help you back to your desk… that is until he realized you were finally sleeping. he didn’t have the heart to wake you, and it was evident you needed a nap anyway.

instead he helped you over to the bed, tucking you under the plush covers with a gentle kiss to your forehead.

“you’re gonna be just fine, pretty girl,” he whispered, although he was doubtful you were conscious enough to hear him. “just get some rest.”

leon made sure to set an alarm for you that would hopefully give you enough time to rest and finish your paper before it was due.

exhausted from his assignment, leon snuggled in next to you and pulled you into his arms, drifting off alongside you in minutes.

your education could wait— your well-being could not.

#goddess on the mountain top #venustext #flufftext #resident evil #leon kennedy #leon kennedy x reader #yandere!leon kennedy #yandere!leon kennedy x reader #leon kennedy fluff

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familyvideostevie · 2 years

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Bestie… 31 with Steve 😅

bestie....of course. anyone who has ever read my stuff knows i am obsessed w putting people on the counter <3

kitchen counter make-outs __ "Hey," Steve whines from behind you. "Pay attention to me."

You give the stew one final stir before you replace the lid and turn the burner to low. A glance over your shoulder shows you Steve pouting from his place on the counter, his nose scrunched up and eyes wide and needy.

"I'm listening," you say. You reach up to grab some bowls from the cabinet before moving to the sink to clean up after yourself. Steve has been regaling you with whatever mischief he and Dustin got up to this week and you have been listening, you swear.

"No," he says again, still whiny and you are hopelessly endeared. "Do you have to clean now? Can you just c'mere instead?" You sigh dramatically before abandoning your mess and finally turning to face him. He spreads his knees wide and you move to stand between them. His palms slide into your back pockets and he's in your face immediately, leaning down and rubbing his nose against yours.

"Oh," you murmur. "I see. You just wanted some action, Harrington."

"So what if I did?" His words are hot on your skin, lips brushing yours with every word. "I've been staring at your ass for like, forty minutes."

"I guess we have time before dinner is ready--"

Steve closes the gap before you can finish talking, slotting his mouth over yours. His hands are cheeky, squeezing as he pulls you closer, hooking his ankles around you as your hands grip his thighs. He kisses you slowly, thoroughly, easily, like he has all the time in the world. You're usually the one on the counter but you'd insisted on cooking tonight and now you're extra glad because you love feeling like this: like Steve is everywhere, like he's all around you, like you're safe with him so close. And you are. His legs around you, his arms gentle yet firm as he pulls one hand out of your pocket to cup your jaw.

And his mouth. He's controlling the kiss but you give as good as you get, licking into his mouth and pulling a sound from him that makes your cheeks heat and your fingers press into his jeans even harder. It's a push and pull, making out with Steve, and you could do it for hours and you want to but then--

His stomach grumbles. He laughs against your lips, pulling away with a sheepish grin. His pupils are blown and his cheeks are rosy, lips swollen and slick. You bring a thumb up to wipe away some spit and he nips at you.

"Steve!" you laugh, trying to move out of the circle of his legs. He doesn't unlock his ankles right away, leaning down for another quick kiss, loud and messy.

"I can't help it," he grins. "You're delicious, baby. Can't get enough of you."

kiss prompts for eddie or steve baby blurbs

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smolvenger · 13 days

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Poll Idea: WIP Potentials!

Okay guys, I have all these ideas in the WIP stew. I have the next part of Boat in the Water loading up and about to start a rough draft. But...which of these sounds good to you of these stories and requests crazy ideas I got.

Court of Mischief Chapter 21: Reader is back with her hubby, and after some reunion hanky panky, they realize the key to Grendel's defeat can be found in the Trove, which they must obtain by visiting the worlds of the other variants, Kingdom Hearts Style. There are also plans for Reader and Sif to find something in the Asgardian library that could threaten them...or help them.

The Little Princess: based off of a request. Reader and Henry V have their first baby...and it's a girl. While the court may be disappointed, he still loves his daughter.

Birthday Blurb Request Title TD: "Who Did This To You?" with President Loki with spice. He will be protective over her bb and want to give her a mango ride, ehhehehehe.

Birthday Blurb Request Title TBD: "And there was one bed!" with Prof! Tom. I plan on Reader being a student, and somehow on a school trip or something, landing in one room with one bed with prof! Tom. Tension ensues, and there will be smut.

And now, for the random oneshots in my head...

The Maid of Harlefluer, Henry V x fem! Reader: This is the darkest idea I have since there is dubcon in it. But Henry V and his army enter Harlefleur for the French invasion, BUT in order to peacefully pass through, he requires a lady for his bed that night...and you are the one offered! Smut and angst and some fluff happens.

A Private Audience, Will Ransome x fem! Reader: Hold up, hold up, hear me out, this isn't a signal I've been kidnapped- I know, I'm shocked too. But I had an idea kind of based on "My Boy Breaks his Favorite Toys" from TTPD and a couple lines from chapter 19 in Pride and Prejudice concerning another suitor who is a clergyman named William, as well as headcanons I've read. Reader is new in town after the canon events and Will is a widower with the kiddos and he is showing interest in her, and Reader goes "oh, okay! He's a great guy! I won't mind his courtship!" But then...she somehow finds out about Cora and Stella and his past infidelity *record scratch* and that he is still talking with Cora via the letters(!!!!) and it changes everything internally. But despite this, one day he knocks on the door intending to propose marriage to Reader. Angst and drama ensues.

Which one sounds like something you wanna read about first?

Tell me what y'all think!

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kryptonitejelly · 2 years

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Hi! I looooove your work! I was wondering if you could write Aaron Hotchner x fem!reader, where the reader is normally VERY affectionate. But one day she overhears Aaron say something about her being too clingy or it bothering him, idk. Maybe they even have a fight. So, she stops being affectionate like she was, only giving the minimum (kiss on the cheek, etc). And Aaron realises how dependent he is on her affection? I love a good angst to fluff.

Thank you in advance, love ❤️❤️

A/N: you are welcome 💕 sorry this is not as fleshed out 🫣

Requests for blurbs are currently open here.

“Sweetheart,” he sighs, “I’m not saying I dislike it. All I’m saying is that it isn’t professional.”

You narrow your eyes at him, pressing your nails into the inside of your palm to keep the tears threatening to spill out from your eyes, at bay. It had all started when you had overheard him and Dave talking about your newfound relationship and the affection you displayed towards Aaron around the office.

It wasn’t that Dave had say anything bad, but it had become something Aaron had taken to stewing over, his concern about maintaining professionalism and your career at the forefront of his mind. The affection you displayed was nothing overt, just small touches here and there. However, the frequency of it, you would admit, was constant. Navigating a new relationship was always hard, but navigating a new relationship with your unit chief, even harder.

“Fine.” You state clearly, forcing all other reactions which you had considered displaying, down.

He looks at you, mild surprise on his face at your measured reaction.

“Uh, ok.” He blinks, not quite sure what to make of it. “I’ll see you tomorrow?”

He stands, rising from his office chair, and walking around the corner to kiss you goodbye. You turn your head at the last moment, accepting the kiss he had intended for your lips, on your cheek.

“Text me when you get home?” He asks, small frown on his face, slightly taken aback, but chalks it up to the conversation preceding.

“I will.”

“Duty calls.” Emily sighs as she sinks into the seat on the jet behind you.

“Duty is a bitch.” You grumble out in response, earning a snort from Derek.

You look down at your watch, which reads 6am and groan as you throw your head back against the headrest. You had barely slept, mulling over your tiff with Aaron when your phone rang, Penelope calling you back in.

“Hey.” His gravelly voice makes your eyes flicker open, you glance at him as he settles down beside you, dropping his phone onto the table with a clatter. You resist the urge to lean your head onto his shoulder.

“Hi.” You shutter your eyes close. He gets pulled away into conversation with Dave and you let yourself drift off to sleep, your head pressed against the cool glass of the airplane window.

You stir shortly after take off at the hand that finds its way onto your thigh, squeezing gently. Eyes closed, you shift in your seat, bundling your legs up towards a side, causing his hand to fall away. You don’t open your eyes so you miss the slight frown that etches its way onto his face.

“It doesn’t make sense.” You stare at the photos tacked up the board in front of you, arms folded across your chest.

“We must be missing something.” You hear Spencer mumble, red marker in hand as he stares between the photos and the map spread out on the adjacent board.

You both fall into stony, contemplative silence, minds working in overtime as you each attempt to piece together the information in front of you.

“New victim just dropped.” Detective Hernandez walks in, tacking a new set of photos to the board. You exhale sharply, while Spencer inches closer to the photo.

“Same killing pattern as the others,” he observes, before asking, “where was she found?”

“Two blocks south from the last victim.” Hernandez replies and Spencer goes straight to the map, marking out the scene with an “x”.

“He is waiting less in between kills.” Aaron cuts in, striding into the room and coming to a stop behind you, you tense up.

“Escalating.” Spencer mumbles as he stares intently at the smattering of red crosses on the map.

You feel Aaron’s hand come to rest lightly on the small of your back, and it makes you flinch. You know he is making up for the lack of affection and subtle touches that usually peppered his day, and you long to lean back, to relax into his touch, but you resist, choosing instead to step forward to stand beside Spencer.

The palm of his hand suddenly feels cold, from the lack of contact, and his lips part, as if to say something, but he closes them again as his phone rings.

“One sugar.” You say quietly, while handing him a cup of coffee. You had tried to fight it, but the shadows under his eyes and growing frustration that was rolling off him, told you he needed something extra.

“Thanks.” His tone is soft as he accepts the coffee cup from you. His finger tips brush against yours, but you pull away quickly once the cup is secured in his grasp. He stares at the back of your head intently as you bend over the photos spread across the conference table. He clenches his jaw, lips pressed into a firm line as accompaniment to the furrow of his brows.

“(Y/N),” the door of the hotel room closes behind you both, and immediately, his hands are on you, moving over your arms, your shoulders, neck and cradling your face. He is lowering his face, lips inches from yours, ready to claim a kiss, when he feels your hands push lightly against his chest in a refute.

“I’m tired Aaron,” you lie, and this time you see the frown, that had been slipping on and off his features all day, fix itself between his brows. “And we are on a case.” You bite out, a clear jab at your conversation from yesterday.

“I was wrong.” The words tumble out fast, and this time it is you that is surprised. He doesn’t let you out of his hold, but your arms remain pressed against his chest, still pushing with slight force.

“What?” You ask, un-elegantly because it is not what you were expecting.

“I need your touch.” His response is a mix of desperate yearning and sheepishness, something he clearly isn’t used to displaying, and it makes you slacken your push against him. He takes the chance to pull you in further, leaving you no choice but to slip your hands up and onto his shoulders.

“I take back what I said yesterday.” He breathes raggedly into the space between you both, defeat coating his features. It makes you relent, your hands slipping up to cradle his jaw in your hands, feeling his stubble scratch against your palms.

He leans forward slightly, angling for your lips and you tiptoe up to meet him as his hands roam down the small of your back, under your top and connecting with your skin.

“ ‘M sorry.” He apologises in between desperate kisses, and your fingers fumble, working on the knot in his tie as you kiss him back.

#asks #send asks #requests are open #aaron hotchner x you #aaron hotchner x reader #aaron hotchner x y/n #aaron hotchner blurb #aaron hotchner blurbs #blurb

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sublimecatgalaxy · 1 year

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♥️ Fezco Masterlist 2 ♥️

This is strictly my Fezco Masterlist.

Before requesting, take a look at my Masterpost to gain more insight into my DNI and requesting guideline lists. Take a look at my Prompt List for some ideas regarding request too!

This is where you'll find all of my Fezco blurbs since this list is too long to add into the regular Masterlists.

So Soft:

Summary/Request: “Short little fez blurb about cuddling and the fact that I guarantee hes touch starved.”

Tricks:

Summary/Request: “lil thing where Even tho Fez smokes, he can’t do any smoke tricks n y/n shows him how do to O’s, ghosts etc”

Jealousy:

Summary/Request: “Can you please do a blurb where Fez gets jealous because someone is hitting on his girl right in front of him”

Artist:

Summary/Request: “Could you pls do Fez x reader where the reader draws him whenever she’s bored and one day she leaves the sketchbook on the table.”

Debt Owed:

Summary/Request: “Omg what about this reader sees Ashtray bleeding or something then she helps him and he leads her to fez and says “she’s cool and I owe her one” or something like that.”

Embroidered:

Summary/Request: “The reader has a secret gift for her man, something that she knows will make his head spin.”

State Lines:

Summary/Request: “Fezco goes on his first trip with the reader, except he’s never been on a plane before and is a bit nervous.”

Playful Pleasure:

Summary/Request: “Fezco gets a call in the middle of a very intimate moment with his girlfriend. She’s disappointed that he answers it so she makes it a bit hard for him to stay focused.”

Innocence:

Summary/Request: “smutty blurb w fez where reader is innocent and doesn’t know what to do:)”

Vivid Image:

Summary/Request: “elliot or fez fluff after reader wakes up from a nightmare??”

Be Quiet:

Summary/Request: “reader x fez where he has his hand covering her mouth while they fuck so they dont wake up ash”

Engraved:

Summary/Request: “i remember how reader got underwear w fezs name on it and he flipped i wonder what he would say if she got a tattoo of his name”

Sinful:

Summary/Request: “soft dom fezco x reader smut PLEASE I AM BEGGING.”

Intimidation:

Summary/Request: “Fez meeting reader n she’s the first girl to realllyyy tell him off m stand up to him. I can imagine classic “shut the fuck up-“ angry kisses and sex”

Mini Us:

Summary/Request: “Maybe Fezco with a breeding kink and cockwarming?”

Pillow Talk:

Summary/Request: “could you write something like some pillow talk with fez where you talk about the future like having kids, marrying, a life after drug dealing etc”

Stewing:

Summary/Request: “Comforting fez after a long day?”

Stand By Me:

Summary/Request: “how bout fez slow dancing with the reader to ‘stand by me’?”

Rager:

Summary/Request: “sex with fez at a party? (established relationships)”

Over In Five:

Summary/Request: “I’ve just read the “Elliott x reader dirty talk over the phone” and I was thinking why don’t write something like that but with fez?”

Let Me In:

Summary/Request: “'open the door’ prompt but this time with reader and fezco?”

Control:

Summary/Request: “Could you do a one shot with fez where the reader gets vibrating panties and gives him the remote?”

Squirt:

Summary/Request: “A smutty blurb with fez where he makes the reader squirt for the first time”

Big Baby:

Summary/Request: “Omg could you pls do a fez blurb where we ask to wax his legs and he’s like being a total baby while we’re doing it!!”

I Got You:

Summary/Request: “Stripper reader dating fez and he sees a customer harassing her”

First Time:

Summary/Request: “hey can i request a blurb where fez and reader are doing it for the first time?”

Facial Hair:

Summary/Request: “I had an idea that Y/N would be very sad when Fez made the decision to shave off his beard. She would literally ask if he would please let her take a picture of him before he shaves because he knows she will miss seeing him like this. It’s like an environment of pure fluff and teasing.”

Proposal:

Summary/Request: “fez proposing and being all lowkey and relaxed like at home and the reader being super excited”

Bruises and Bandaids:

Summary/Request: “I’d love to see a story of Fez getting hurt and reader taking care of him ❤️ just angst and fluff!!”

Breasts are Best:

Summary/Request: “❣️Fez. Titty fuck. That’s it. ❣️”

Tainted Seats:

Summary/Request: “Hii, can you write a story about “car sex” with fez?”

Shy:

Summary/Request: “fez confessing his feelings to the reader and he being all shy about it 🥲”

The Question:

Summary/Request: “fez proposing and being all lowkey and relaxed like at home and the reader being super excited”

Steam:

Summary/Request: “Steamy shower sex for fezco x reader? <33”

Trapped:

Summary/Request: “hi lovey, can you do a smut where you let Fez go without a condom for the first time?”

Aftermath:

Summary/Request: “Please do a realistic imagine based on the aftermath of the finale😭 no one is writing about it!!! I need the reader to be there for fez and comforting him!! I beg you!!!”

Wedding Bells:

Summary/Request: “Ok so I have an idea about a fez smut lol, like it’s fez and the readers wedding day and they’re really happy to start this new chapter in their lives together but everyone keeping pulling them aside and they don’t really get to see each other as much as they want and idk maybe ash or rue notices this and creates some kind of distraction and fez takes advantage of that and pulls the reader into a bathroom stall”

Yoga:

Summary/Request: “Fez and reader doing yoga together. Like she does yoga and stretching around the house and she gets him to try with her and eventually starts making ash do it with her. Maybe fez walks in one day with her and ash doing it in the living room”

Snacks:

Summary/Request: “the night cal showed up to the store and fez stayed up all night with the gun, him and reader are together and she stays up all night with him even though he insists but she won’t leave him alone all night. he’s stressed all night but she’s there to take care of him”

Nerd:

Summary/Request: “May I please request a Fezco x reader where his gf is a huge Star Wars nerd? (Specifically like prequel era/Clone Wars)”

Aftercare:

Summary/Request: “Hi! I was wondering if you could write about aftercare with fez and make it all fluff? If not it’s totally okay!”

Mobility Aids:

Summary/Request: “Imagine Fez is dating someone with a disability/medical condition where they need help moving around or they walk slow and Fez/Ashtray are both protective over her since she needs help, especially in public or with a lot of people around her”

Concussed:

Summary/Request: “can i request an fezco x reader & ash x platonic!reader where the reader hits their head and gets a pretty bad concussion and hides it from the boys and then the reader pass out in front of them?”

Family Decisions:

Summary/Request: “Can you do A blurb with fezco and the reader and it’s an angst but then they make up?”

No Reason to Freak:

Summary/Request: “Can you write a Fezco blurb where the reader comes out as being Bi to him.”

Be Discrete:

Summary/Request: “Fezco angst x100000. I just need to be in my sad and angry element atm lol”

Trust:

Summary/Request: “prompts: good girl, that’s it. spread your legs. eyes on me. i can’t seem to get enough of you. do you know how you make me feel? right there that’s it.”

Blocked:

Summary/Request: “Fezco fic where reader and him are trying to spend “time” together and everyone keeps cockblocking?”

The Play:

Summary/Request: “Can you do a fez x reader where lexi put a fez and reader bit in her play I will just want to now what that would be. "It the only couple that made me believe in love” said lexi"

Words:

Summary/Request: “fezco, Friends with benefits, soft dom if ya can :) “Use your words” and “did I stutter?””

Matching:

Summary/Request: “SUGAR DADDY SUGAR BABY FEZCO”

Drunk and High Enough:

Summary/Request: “Fezco, 21 💕💕”

Invitation:

Summary/Request: “Can you please do a fezco x shy reader. I don’t really care about the plot of the story I just love this trope :)”

Faking It:

Summary/Request: "Wondering if you would write something about faking an O"

Impatient:

Summary/Request: "Teasy Fezco with a lil smut mayhaps and also the line “are you blushing?”"

Cool It:

Summary/Request: "6 + 7 for Nate or fez!! ❤️"

Sunshine:

Summary/Request: "i was wondering if you could write smth like fezco x sunshine reader who has a rlly close platonic bond with ash and they’re both v protective of her"

Bathroom Counter:

Summary/Request: "new yrs sex w fez after he beat nate's ass<3"

Take a Breather:

Summary/Request: "Can you write a blurb with him with the prompts 8. 'I really don’t like you.’ - 'And I really don’t believe you.’ and 15. 'How does that feel?’"

Dangerous Woman:

Summary/Request: "I really loved loved loved loved loved your Dangerous Woman fic (I miss when Euphoria was so hyped) so I wanted to request a Fezco x dealer!reader?"

Rabbits:

Summary/Request: "i live for the fez x reader x (platonic) ash. i love when ash and reader banter and tease eachother 😭"

Uncle:

Summary/Request: "PLS MORE FEZ X READER X ASH(PLATONIC) THEY ARE SOOOO CUTE"

Spoiled:

Summary/Request: "'Can I get a reader who insists she doesn’t need a lot for valentines x Imma spoil the shit outta you just you wait Fezco?!'"

Thick Thighs:

Summary/Request: "Can I request Fezco x reader? Maybe she have big thighs?"

#fezco #fezco x reader #fezco euphoria #fezco euphoria x reader #euphoria hbo #euphoria fic

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felassan · 6 months

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Dragon Age: The Official Cookbook: Tastes of Thedas lore post Part 2

This post is part 2 of 2. [Link to Part 1]

(Post contents under a cut, in case anyone would rather not read cookbook spoilers. also due to post length)

If I have forgotten, misread or misunderstood something, please let me know.

This post is complementary to Part 1, so please see Part 1. The first post contains some other information, such as a full list of what culture[s]/area[s] each dish comes from, a full list of all in-world ingredients mentioned and notes on the worldstate that the cookbook was written in. The lore collected in this post is just a general note of lore mentioned in the cookbook, so it contains both old/previously known lore, and new lore from the cookbook. There is a bit of repetition in places where a piece of lore made sense in include in multiple categories.

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[Devon/mom mentions from blurbs]

Devon, their mother and the cookbook

The cookbook introduces a new character called Devon, who is the narrator, writer and compiler of the cookbook in-world. Devon is now an adult, and their mother was the cook for the Couslands at Castle Cousland (implied to be Nan from the Human Noble origin). In their youth Devon helped their mother out in the kitchen, undertaking chores like sweeping the floor. They also helped cook from time to time (which their mother approved of and expressed pride to them over). They were child-like and a dreamer, often daydreaming about going off on a grand adventure and engaging in acts of heroism, and getting into trouble from their mother due to this. They did not used to be very adept in the kitchen and at one time almost set Castle Cousland on fire with their first attempt at a stew. Since then they have been practising cooking extensively and are now a good cook. Their mother taught them the important lesson of love through food. Devon is very much their mother's child, and loves food.

The position of Cousland family cook is implied to no longer exist. Devon's mother is implied to have now passed away. (and in game Nan dies during Howe's Treachery)

Devon's mother nearly lost her mind trying to keep the Hero of Ferelden's mabari out of her larder. Similar to this, falling 'prey' to a nug's cute face once resulted in a nug (which are voracious omnivores) in Devon's kitchen eating lots of their food, and Devon discovering first-hand how voracious they can be in their efforts.

Devon has a desire to see all of Thedas and as an adult recently embarked on a journey to travel throughout Thedas in order to see and experience its different types of food, in order to honor and thank their mother. This was a year-long journey involving many weeks on the road, with the occasional encounter with bandits and beasts. They travelled by carriage and on foot.

Devon travelled throughout Thedas, including Nevarra, Orzammar, Tevinter, Ferelden, Orlais, Antiva, Rivain and among the Avvar. They met and spoke to various key characters including Varric, Sera, Krem and Bull's Chargers, and sampled every local cuisine they could get their hands on, even the downright strange. They filled their book with different recipes and thought of their mother with each new entry, in order to share them and the lesson their mother taught them with the rest of the world. Some of their recipes are based on these conversations. Others are Devon's mothers recipes or Devon's own recipes/experimentations with other foods.

Devon is something of a fan of the Hero of Ferelden, Hawke and the Inquisitor (especially the HoF) and displays a child-like excitement for the world. On their journey they tracked down foods eaten by the heroes and their companions. Devon's hero worship of the PCs and their companions was part of their motivation for their journey.

Devon's mother often had her hands full with the Cousland's meals.

Devon's mother had a recipe for Chocolate Cake. She baked it for Devon's tenth name-day and then at their every name-day after that as Devon always begged for this. To this day when Devon thinks about their mother's love for them, this cake sits front and center in their mind. The Fereldan Potato and Leek Soup included in the book is also hers, though for the book Devon put their own little twist on it, using crispy toasted chickpeas from Rivain for the crunch rather than a side of toasted bread. Devon loves stews and their mother's stews will always rule their heart (the recipe for King Alistair's Lamb and Pea Stew comes close to stealing that crown). Devon's mother always knew that there is no greater comfort than a warm slice of cobbler, and the simple pleasure of her baking would wash away all of Devon's troubles from the day when they ate some in her kitchen (it's hard to feel the sting of a skinned knee or a lost game when your belly is full of warm gooey goodness). Devon's mother usually made her cobblers with strawberries and rhubarb, but only the stems not the leaves as those are poisonous.

Devon's mother was kind and indulged her child, whom she loved.

Devon likes hot chocolate topped with whipped cream and dusted with cinnamon.

Devon loves sweets and desserts.

Tea is a nice accompaniment for sweet treats. Tea exists in many blends. Devon likes deciding which biscuit to pair with different blends.

Once when young Devon tripped and fell face-first into a patch of nettles. They cried and got a lecture from their mother, telling them to play elsewhere from then on. Also when Devon was young, they were very reluctant to eat their greens/vegetables. But their mother always used to say that you can't only live off meat, and any meal without vegetables is a meal half-finished. They didn't understand her reasoning then, but they do now. Ever since hearing Leliana kept a nug as a pet, Devon has desperately longed for a Schmooples of their own. Another lesson their mother taught them is that sides form an equal part of the equation in a meal to the main part of it, and that they deserve just as much care and attention as the dish they are served alongside.

Ferelden

Fereldans - including their mabari - love cheese and bacon.

Barley is a common grain grown in Ferelden. In Ferelden grain is usually barley or wheat. Rice is very rare in Ferelden.

Hearty Fereldan Scones are hearty, packed with cheese and bacon, and keep a person sated for a good while. They are less sweet and less delicate than their counterparts (referring to Orlesian scones?). Mabari like them due to the cheese and bacon content.

Pickled Eggs taste salty-sour and are a very common Fereldan folk remedy, 'prescribed' by them for almost anything, including fevers, colds, aching body parts and when you feel a bit of illness coming on (sounds like chicken soup in parts of our world hh ^^). If asked for advice on health or when they meet someone who looks a bit under the weather, many Fereldans recommend and provide pickled eggs. When Cullen was experiencing lyrium withdrawals, Fereldan members of the Inquisition left a heap of pickled eggs in his office. whether this actually works or not we don't know. Still, loving pickled eggs is a Fereldan trait and they are considered one of the country's finest snacks.

In Orlais, City and Dalish elves eat Peasant Bread, which is a rustic, hearty type of bread with a straightforward recipe that calls for wheat, salt and grease in nearly equal parts. This produces a biscuit that is good for mopping up last bits of stew and pairing with butter and jam. Devon remarks that this biscuit is reminiscent of Fereldan cuisine.

Fereldans love stews; people, including Fereldans themselves, joke about this often. The three key aspects of any good Fereldan stew are that it's hearty, humble and straightforward to make.

Devon assures the reader that Fereldans don't actually cook their ingredients until they're all "a uniform grey color", contrary to what Alistair once said. They do however throw them into the largest pot they can find, with the rationale being that if you're going to make a stew, you might as well make a lot of it.

Lamb and Pea Stew is hearty, humble, and straightforward to make. This dish is so ubiquitous in Ferelden that it's almost become synonymous with Fereldan cuisine.

Sweet and Sour Cabbage Soup is a Fereldan staple and Fereldans enjoy it regularly. It's more solid than liquid, filled to the brim with cabbage, tomatoes and other vegetables, and is paired with a thick slice of bread. This makes it a filling, satisfying and warming meal, especially on cold days.

A troupe of actors in Orlais focus on a popular comedy set in the fictional Fereldan village of Wilkshire Downs. Their performances sell out almost instantly. In order to play their roles well, and out of dedication for their craft, the actors changed their diets to match those of their characters. For example, there's a mayor character who specifically only eats cabbage soup (bear in mind this is Orlesians trying to get in 'Fereldan character').

Nug Bacon and Egg Pie is a traditional Fereldan farmer's pie.

Fereldan ale is soothing and relatively easy on the stomach, compared to something like a Hissing Drake.

Fereldans love turnips and enthuse about them. Turnips make a good addition to any stews and are also good in pies. They're versatile and can be prepared in many ways (boiled, stir-fried, roasted, steamed, mashed, eaten raw, etc). Turnip and Mutton Pie is a classic Fereldan dish served at taverns across the country. It's an unmatched, rich comfort food that is good on cold or miserable days. Even the smell is comforting. It consists of tender chunks of lamb and turnip enveloped by buttery crust. Cole once evoked this sense of comfort by throwing a bushel of turnips into a fire.

Kirkwall

Crab Cakes is a classic Kirkwall dish.

The Hanged Man's Mystery Meat Stew is a famous dish from this Kirkwall tavern, and its feature dish. It's made from a different meat every morning, such as pork or something more suspicious/less appetizing. The waitress at the tavern claims that they hang people who ask what meat it is from the rafters.

Roasted Turkey With Sides is found in Starkhaven, Kirkwall and the Free Marches in general. This dish is common at birthday celebrations and dinner parties. The turkey is cooked til golden-brown and surrounded by a host of different sides, creating an impressive scene. This meal is complicated, difficult and time-consuming to prepare. The turkey alone can take hours to do. If a few sides are involved it can take most of the day, especially without kitchen staff. This meal is meant to be shared.

Orlais

A common feature of Orlesian cuisine is lots of cream.

Creamy soups seem to be emblematic of Orlesian cuisine.

Some strong/hot combinations of spices are a bit much for Orlesian palates, which are more delicate than others.

Lately in the Grey Wardens, a new variation of the Grey Warden Pastry Pockets (pastries stuffed with meat, potatoes and onion) recipe was introduced by new recruits from Orlais, which uses the more delicate Orlesian puff pastry. These newer pastries are delicious hot or cold but can't really be stored anywhere where they may be jostled as they will get mushed, unlike the original version of the recipe, which was tougher so as not to fall apart in packs when on the road.

Honey Carrots is an Orlesian staple, often found on the table at meal times in Orlais. The traditional Orlesian rendition of this dish is sweet due to liberal application of honey, implying that outside of Orlais other takes on this dish are less sweet with less honey due to differing palates/cuisine styles (since Orlesian standards run sweet).

"Blancmange" is an Orlesian word which literally translates as "white eating". The dish Blancmange is white pudding made with either milk or heavy cream that has been thickened. On its own it has a sweetness that is mild by Orlesian standards; it's generally served with various toppings which amplify the sweet flavors. Possible toppings include red grape compôte, toasted almonds, ribbons of fresh mango and cherry sauce (the latter is Devon's preference). Alone blancmange is plain-looking so the toppings are also a way to decorate it with various designs.

Vivienne's preferred arrangement of Blancmange is a stunning, elegant, pristine white-on-white tableau of white chocolate curls and whole jasmine flowers, served on a dark plate for contrast.

Orlesian dinner parties are long indulgent slews of extravagance. Not finishing all of the courses may be perceived as being rude to the host or taken by them as offensive.

Orlesian desserts often include sugar and cream.

Sour Cherries in Cream is an Orlesian dessert composed of a small bowl filled with black cherries dressed in sweet cherry sauce and whipped cream. This dish is an example of one which is lighter fare than usual for Orlesian cuisine, and may be eaten as the last course of an extensive dinner party (as even the Orlesians are sometimes in need of lighter fare).

The Orlesians know how to make a good pastry.

Croissants are the most well-known Orlesian pastry. They are a lot of work to make. To achieve their famous flaky texture, dough is layered with butter and then rolled (with a rolling pin) and folded several times over, before being rolled into a thin sheet.

In Orlais, City Elves and Dalish Elves eat Peasant Bread, a rustic, hearty type of bread with a straightforward recipe that calls for wheat, salt and grease in nearly equal parts. This produces a biscuit that is good for mopping up last bits of stew and pairing with butter and jam. Devon remarks that the biscuit is reminiscent of Fereldan cuisine.

Tevinter

A mysterious, strange, impossible-to-identify meat is often served in taverns across Tevinter, often with a big portion of Nevarran flat bread. It's something of a tall tale. Devon ordered a portion, wondering what exotic species it could be, and it turned out to be delicious chicken legs.

Stuffed Vine Leaves is a classic Tevinter appetizer sold in taverns there. Tender leaves are stuffed with rice, herbs and sometimes minced meat. Devon recommends topping it with lemon juice and some tzatziki sauce.

Dorian loves chocolate-coated orange peels, colloquially known as "Poison Stings". They are sweet, sour, crunchy, chewy and energizing. Dorian ate these a lot on his travels from Tevinter to Ferelden to join the Inquisition.

Cherry Cupcakes are decadent little pink cakes served alongside other sweets by servants on stilts at the Tevinter theater. The servants carry them to each private box. The cakes both taste and look good. They were once used as a vehicle for deadly poisons.

Tevinter Pumpkin Bread is one of Dorian's favorite foods. They are wonderful treats with limited ingredients, and can be made in a pan.

Starkhaven

Starkhaven Fish and Egg Pie is famous, almost oval in shape and stuffed full of fish from the Minanter River. It has a light flaky crust.

Starkhaven is beautiful, almost oval in shape, sits perched on the Minanter River and is crowned with solid rings of tall, gray stone. It has lavish estates and fountains. Minanter River fish are implied to be common in Starkhaven cuisine and trade.

Prince Sebastian Vael has high popularity.

Free Marches

Nevarra

The gardens of Nevarra are extremely beautiful, dazzling in their vibrancy.

In Nevarran culture, food is as much a feast for the eyes as for the mouth. They create artful and aesthetically pleasing food arrangements. Nevarrans like their dishes to be pleasing to the eye, and take this into account when cooking.

Nevarran flat bread goes from dough to ready to eat in minutes, contrasting other methods of making bread which involve baking loaves for hours. It can be eaten in many ways, including on its own, brushed with oil, or as a vehicle for an assortment of dips such as yogurt dip.

Antiva

Antivan cuisine includes pasta.

Dinnertime is usually a late-night affair in Antiva.

Rice is not seen much outside of Antiva and Rivain. Antiva exports very little of its rice. Due to this, in Antiva it's relatively cheap compared to other grains and is a key component in dishes favored by less well off Antivans. Crow Feed is a simple, cheap and delicious dish of rice, butter and onions, named after the Antivan Crows.

Fish Chowder is a classic Antivan dish. It's a thick creamy soup that evokes Antiva City.

Pickpockets seem to be common in Antiva/Antiva City, as Devon includes them alongside corrupt politicians and Antivan leather when referencing Zevran's homesickness for the place and creating an image in the mind's eye of Antiva.

Antivan meals "sure are something to behold". Antivan nobles have decadent, indulgent spreads for dinner involving lots of courses. Such dinners can have ten dishes, full of ingredients like olives, truffles, pasta and cream.

Gnocchi is a filling Antivan dish, with small pieces made of wheat, flour, egg salt and potato. It may be dressed with leeks and rich cheese sauce.

Being bordered by the Rialto Bay to the east, Antiva is mostly populated on the coast. Because of this seafood plays a starring role in Antivan cuisine. The classic Antivan paella exemplifies this, consisting of rice, saffron and a variety of seafood, from whole shrimp to cuttlefish to mussels. It's made in a single pot and the end result is aromatic. It's traditionally cooked in a shallow, wide pan called a paellera (or confusingly, in some parts of Antiva, a paella) but can be prepared in almost any deep skillet. It's best paired with a glass of wine, preferably an Antivan vintage. Josie recommends doing this. :)

Cacio e Pepe is a classic, simple Antivan dish among its rich and poor alike. It's composed of three main ingredients - pasta, cheese and pepper. Despite its simplicity it's hard to make correctly. The sauce has to be smooth, not clumpy, which is a surprisingly difficult task. However the skill of making it can be learned with practise and perseverance. Antivan grandmothers may sternly judge their young family members' attempts at making it correctly, only approving when it's just right.

Treviso is a port city in northern Antiva that was captured and liberated several times during the Qunari Wars and the New Exalted Marches. During the dark times of occupation, food was scarce, and the city residents had to make do with what limited ingredients they had. From their creativity in these times Treviso Energy Balls were born. These combine peanut butter, nuts and dried fruit into a bite-sized treat that contains lots of energy. They are ideal to take with you when hiking.

Antivan Apple Grenade is an Antivan dessert (sweet pastry bundles filled with piping-hot apple) named for resembling the fire grenades used by the Antivan Crows, both in shape and in heat.

Rivain

Rivaini cuisine includes couscous (a sort of pasta made with semolina flour and water, a lot smaller than typical Antivan pasta). Couscous sounds like it is not common or even known at all in the south. It has a mild slightly nutty flavor on its own and excels in soaking up surrounding flavors, making it a great base for salads.

Rice is not seen much outside of Antiva and Rivain.

Chickpeas come from Rivain.

In Rivain, a Goat Custard recipe is very popular as a dessert. The custard is made from goat's milk and studded with roasted figs to add sweetness to the overall richness. Milk from the Ayesleigh gulabi goat is particularly prized by custard connoisseurs in Thedas due to its natural sweetness, which when used in this recipe enhances the sweet flavors.

The classic Rivaini Tea Blend is probably the most famous tea blend in Thedas. It's a mixture of peppermint, lemon verbena, oregano and licorice root. This combination is soothing and said to have healing properties. Celene of Orlais drinks this tea throughout the day to alleviate headaches.

Anderfels

Smoked Ham from the Anderfels doesn't actually taste of despair, contrary to what rumors and the importers say. The Anderfels are largely ill-suited for farming, but pigs do surprisingly well there despite the inhospitable climate. Due to this Anderfels ham is big and is delicious when glazed. Devon favors a glaze made from a combination of apples and apricots. One glaze in particular is made from wildflowers and can turn a smoked ham as hard as jade, rendering it unsuitable for eating.

Seheron

Seheron smells like tea, incense and the sea.

Seheron Fish Pockets are hot due to a combination of spices, but the heat is tempered somewhat by the soft wrap and crisp vegetables. (They are a group favorite food of Bull's Chargers). The fish involved is packed with flavor and the pockets fall apart if eaten haphazardly. Devon learned this recipe from one of Bull's Chargers.

Avvar

The Avvar are gatherers as well as hunters.

When Avvar can't hunt gurguts and wyverns, they go for smaller prey and forage for alternative food items such as snails, which are common on hillside boulders. Snails are an abundant and traditional source of food for the Avvar. When prepared correctly the texture and flavor are good. It sounds like the Avvar usually eat them without accompanying ingredients such as salad. They can be dressed in butter and oil. They aren't common in Lowlander cuisine and many Lowlanders are unconvinced on eating/trying them.

Many Avvar settlements populate the Frostbacks. In spring Avvar begin preparing for the following winter by smoking meat, picking vegetables and drying fruit. Springtime is the gurgut's mating season. At this time especially travelers are advised to keep their distance from gurguts, as they're dangerous.

Lowlander spices are prized among the Avvar and often reserved for feasts as rare delicacies.

The Avvar are generally utilitarian in their cooking methods, with lots of stews. Holds by lakes and rivers have a unique way of cooking fish. Instead of using a pan, the fish is wrapped in pungent leaves and salt then left baking all day over banked coals. Like stews, this method of cooking does not require constant attention. The salt helps keep moisture inside the fish, which turns the flesh creamy and tender. Cracking the salt open is good fun.

Avvar live on whatever they can glean from the land owing to living in the inhospitable Frostbacks. They hunt all kinds of beasts, including harts, rams, lurkers, gurguts and sometimes even wyverns. Wyvern can be delicious but if not prepared correctly are very poisonous. Correct preparation involves following detailed instructions.

Chasind

Chasind love poussin, a good alternative to roast turkey though significantly smaller in size. The Chasind typically cook it in a large pot over an open fire for an extended period of time. A similar effect can be achieved with any other cookware of suitable size and an oven. The secret to tender meat that falls off the bone is marinating and basting it to keep it moist during the cooking process. Devon recommends grilled poussin for more intimate dinner parties with smaller guest lists.

Chasind drink Chasind Wildwine and Chasind Sack Mead. Both are strong, even brutal. The flavor of the sack mead is almost poetic. First there is an overwhelming rush of honey, tinged with the sour-sweetness of apple blossoms, that fills the mouth with all the bright warmth of a summer's day. The initial sweetness then fades and there comes an unexpected bitterness, reminiscent of the slow decay into fall. The drink is therefore like the turning of the seasons in a single cup/sack.

Dalish Elves

Preserved foods play an important role in many different cultures across Thedas, including the Dalish. They help communities weather times of scarcity (e.g. in winter) and allow people to make long journeys away from home.

Dalish hunters take preserved foods such as Spiced Jerky with them on their hunts as provisions so that they can bring back game the clan is depending on. It means they won't be hungry and don't have to be back in time for dinner. Due to how long it lasts, Devon wonders if Spiced Jerky is used in offerings made by certain Dalish to Fen'Harel. His shrines are usually located well outside of Dalish camps, but Devon posits that leaving behind food that would readily spoil would be bad practise, especially given the fact that the prevailing opinion on these shrines is to avoid them.

Dalish make Hearth Cakes as comfort food. They are traditionally made over the hearth on an iron griddle or skillet, hence the name. The original recipe calls for halla butter but other types of butter work just as well. The resulting dough stays moist inside but crisp and flaky on the outside. Hearth Cakes can be made plain or with added dried fruit, such as cranberries, raisins and currants. The Dalish use whatever is on hand.

The Dalish make a warm, gooey, comforting dessert called Dalish Forest Fruit Cobbler using whatever forest fruit is currently in season.

City Elves

In Orlais, City Elves and Dalish eat Peasant Bread, a rustic, hearty type of bread with a straightforward recipe that calls for wheat, salt and grease in nearly equal parts. This produces a biscuit that is good for mopping up last bits of stew and pairing with butter and jam. Devon remarks that the biscuit is reminiscent of Fereldan cuisine.

Lentil Soup is a popular recipe in City Elven alienages.

Orzammar / dwarves

Underground, dwarves raise spiders to eat just as surface folk raise cows and goats (this factoid appearing in the cookbook reinforces or perhaps, more accurately, properly canonizes this aspect of Orzammar/underground dwarven culture, as this was previously only featured in the DA TTRG). Spider legs are fried and served with a sauce containing alcohol. Spider legs are not unlike crab legs in taste. Sourcing spider legs above ground is not easy, and the demand from the surface for this kind of export from underground is minimal.

In dwarven culture sauces are often made with some type of alcohol. The precise kind depends on the establishment in question. The recipes for these sauces are closely-guarded secrets which chefs won’t specify. There are many varieties of these sauces. Orzammar has a fierce competition (to be crowned Orzammar’s Best Sauce) and so dwarves sometimes devise nefarious schemes and plots to acquire the secret sauce recipes. Lichen ale is generally not used in these sauces.

All mushrooms growing underground in caves and the Deep Roads are called "deep mushrooms" but there is no one variety of deep mushroom. There are in fact several. Some are squat, broad and flat-capped, while others are long and spindly, reaching towards the sky like an old man's gnarled fingers. They are used for many things, from making health potions to deadly poisons.

In Orzammar, deep mushrooms are farmed for eating. There they are a delicacy prized for their unique flavor and intoxicating scent. Some dwarves believe that a deep mushroom's proximity to lyrium and darkspawn improves its flavor. Devon, who is almost certainly human, suggests that non-dwarves and Surface dwarves who have lost their lyrium resistance should not eat deep mushrooms that have been in proximity to lyrium.

Dwarves roast cave beetles in their shells. Eaten in this way they are not unlike prawns, being similar in texture and flavor. This aspect of the lore book properly canonizes or reinforces another thing about dwarven underground culture that was previously only featured in the DA TTRPG.

Underground dwarves eat bread made from black lichen. Black lichen is toxic but high temperatures seem to largely neutralize this, making it safe to consume. Surface varieties of lichen can be substituted for the lichen used in making Black Lichen Bread. Any lichen used in making lichen bread needs to be thoroughly dried. Bark can also be used in place of lichen, although this would make the resulting bread more bark bread than lichen bread.

Nugs are edible and a key part of dwarven cuisine. The first dwarf to attempt eating one was called Varen. He did so out of desperation but became a paragon for his culinary discovery. The flavor is like a cross between pork and rabbit. Nugs are very tender, especially when roasted. There are lots of nug-based dishes including Nug Pancakes and nug-gets. For nug pancakes, other meats can be substituted.

Orzammar offers little in the way of choice when it comes to locally-produced foods. However, trade with the surface has ensured that foods from above ground are very popular underground. Jam, especially plum jam, is in especially high demand. It's very expensive there and only the most wealthy and influential Orzammar residents can afford it due to this. Recently Devon encountered a local jam maker in Orzammar who, rather than purchase jams as-is from merchants has opted to import only the individual components, in the hope that by making them themselves, they can sell the product at a much more reasonable price.

Food is easily defined underground; as long as it's edible and capable of being scavenged, it gets eaten. A surface dweller's understanding of "edible" may not align exactly with that of an Orzammar dwarf.

Lichen Ale is the drink of choice among Dust Town dwarves. It is literally toxic. In sufficient quantities it can overpower even the heartiest of dwarven constitutions. Consequently non-dwarves must approach it with caution. Most can tolerate a few sips without issues. Devon devised their own rendition of Lichen Ale using the dwarven recipe as a base, so that non-dwarves can enjoy the look and most of the flavors of the original without fear of poisoning themselves.

Grey Wardens

Grey Wardens undertake exhausting work in poor climates on patrol on the road. As such they need food items more nourishing than handfuls of nuts. On the road they often eat Grey Warden Pastry Pockets, pastries stuffed with meat, potatoes and onion. The original recipe produced a tough pastry to stop it falling apart in their packs. Lately a new variation of the recipe was introduced by new recruits from Orlais, which uses the more delicate Orlesian puff pastry. These newer pastries are delicious hot or cold but can't really be stored anywhere where they may be jostled as they will get mushed, unlike the original version of the recipe, which was tougher so as not to fall apart in packs when on the road.

Characters

When Cullen was experiencing lyrium withdrawals Fereldan members of the Inquisition left a heap of Pickled Eggs in his office, as these are a common Fereldan folk cure for many ailments.

Solas' bald head was at one point compared to an egg by another character.

Seheron Fish Pockets are a group favorite food of Bull's Chargers.

Krem tells an amazing story of a time when he, Bull and five other Chargers defended a village from fifty bandits. When the bandits were defeated and the Chargers went to collect their payment, the villagers paid them with several bags of rice rather than in gold. The Chargers used it to make dishes such as Rice Pudding.

Prince Sebastian Vael has high popularity.

There are rumors of a kind and appearing hero (Diplomatic Hawke).

Cole once evoked the sense of comfort from turnips/Turnip and Mutton Pie felt by Fereldans by throwing a bushel of turnips into a fire, via the smell.

Sera's Yummy Corn recipe is simple, yet strict, with no wraps and no non-yellow corn allowed. The corn should be checked for rot, peeled halfway, washed, cooked, peeled again and eaten. Devon holds that other varieties of corn would work fine too, but when they suggested this to Sera she was so disgusted that they couldn't bring themselves to try it. Devon assures the reader that merchant-bought corn is fine however.

Vivienne's preferred arrangement of Blancmange is a stunning, elegant, pristine white-on-white tableu of white chocolate curls and whole jasmine flowers, served on a dark plate for contrast.

Vivienne starts off her day with a croissant.

Tevinter Pumpkin Bread is one of Dorian's favorite foods. They are wonderful treats with limited ingredients, and can be made in a pan.

The Hero of Ferelden's mabari is very good at finding items. One time he even found a cake of a chocolate cream variety, topped with white frosting and fresh strawberries. Devon's mother nearly lost her mind trying to keep the Hero of Ferelden's mabari out of her larder.

Sugar Cake is a simple, humble cake topped with a sweet mixture of butter, sugar and almonds. Devon purchased one from a surface dwarf merchant who assured them that it would be well-received by any companion. The merchant told Devon that even the Hero of Fereldan purchased a few of these cakes as companion gifts.

Varric can disarm with humor, charm or through his spy network. Peoples' exasperation at his nicknames amuses him. He has a soft spot for the softer heroes, like Merrill, Bethany and Cole.

Cinnamon Rolls are one of Varric's favorite sweets. They are warm, sweet and comforting, perfect for time spent reminiscing.

Varric loves pastries, to the point that he's liable to steal them off windowsills if they have been left there to cool unattended.

Devon had an extensive consultation with Varric in order to put together the recipe for Varric's Favorite Pastries.

Varric loves sweets.

Isabela once played a drinking game where participants drank based on the number of enemies they had. This game killed a man.

Lampreys are one of Thedas' more unique-looking creatures. They have long slender bodies and toothed, suction-cup mouths. They are rare in Thedosian cuisine as they have noxious flavors. Lord Norbert de la Haine, who wanted to conquer the Free Marches, had a peculiar, singular fondness for pickled lampreys.

Iron Bull loves sweets. Hot chocolate is a particular favorite of his, to the point that it's practically a necessity for him. He swears by cocoa powder which is sometimes difficult to find (in the south). He takes his with hot milk and some Orlesian guimauves.

Other / unspecified / general

Preserved foods play an important role in many different cultures across Thedas. They help communities weather times of scarcity (e.g. in winter) and allow people to make long journeys away from home.

Lentil and onions are Thedosian stapes found in every pantry across Thedas. They're relatively inexpensive, keep well for long periods and go with almost anything. They play a supporting role in many dishes.

Fluffy Mackerel Pudding is a unique combination of mackerel, onion, celery and eggs that is strongly associated as a dish with Feast Day, when it is often eaten (as "Feast Day Fish"). There are stories that several decades ago, someone once attempted a diet consisting entirely of this dish.

There is a type of 'blood' soup which is vibrant red due to beetroot. It has a rich, earthy flavor and is topped with roasted chickpeas. This dish could either be one Merrill makes (since "Sera's Yummy Corn" is Sera's recipe, and this is "Merrill's Blood Soup"), or else it's named after her.

Roasted turkey is a dish that is sometimes cooked when having guests over for a dinner party.

Allowing nugs near kitchen pantries and stores is a recipe for disaster. They are voracious omnivores.

Sera's Yummy Corn recipe is simple, yet strict, with no wraps and no non-yellow corn. The corn should be checked for rot, peeled halfway, washed, cooked, peeled again and eaten. Devon holds that other varieties of corn would work fine too, but when they suggested this to Sera she was so disgusted that they couldn't bring themselves to try it. Devon assures the reader that merchant-bought corn is fine however.

Fruit cobbler is also a dessert known/made in other groups in Thedas, not just the Dalish, as Devon's mother baked it for them when they were young. Devon's mother usually made her cobblers with strawberries and rhubarb stems (not leaves, as those are poisonous).

There is a big variety of custards across Thedas.

Cinnamon Rolls are warm, sweet and comforting, perfect for time spent reminiscing.

Sugar Cake is a simple, humble cake topped with a sweet mixture of butter, sugar and almonds. Devon purchased one from a surface dwarf merchant who assured them that it would be well received by any companion. The merchant told Devon that even the Hero of Fereldan purchased a few of these cakes as companion gifts.

The Gilded Horn is a tavern which sells drinks like Hissing Drakes. Hissing Drakes have fiery effects on the stomach such that no sober individual would dare to down more than a single glass at a time. Drinking several in quick succession is quite a feat and formed the basis of a drinking game among some drunk young men that Devon witnessed. The men managed two or three servings before vomiting over the balcony.

There are many ways to dress up a cup of hot chocolate.

Antivan Sip-Sip packs a punch. People who are capable of downing an entire glass are made of quite stern stuff. Devon speculates that it's called a "sip-sip" because each sip of it must be chased by a sip of something else. When Devon tried it, they could scarcely manage more than a small sip at once, even though they also had a big glass of water at the time.

Dragon Piss burns like a dragon's breath both in the glass and going down.

Tea is a nice accompaniment for sweet treats. Tea exists in many blends. Devon likes deciding which biscuit to pair with different blends.

Snails aren't common in Lowlander cuisine and many Lowlanders are unconvinced on eating/trying them.

Nevarran flat bread goes from dough to ready to eat in minutes, contrasting other methods of making bread which involve baking loaves for hours.

Travel by carriage is mentioned.

Despite the name the drink The Golden Nug is pink. Inspiration for the drink was drawn from typical living nugs rather than the golden statues. The drink is made of a base of white Seleney wine sweetened with a splash of West Hill Brandy. This dilutes the color of the pomegranate juice and mulled raspberries into a soft, pinkish hue. The goal is to imitate the color of a typical nug.

Chantry sisters make some marvelous creations, including a spirit used in the making of The Emerald Valley drink which is distilled from over seventy different herbs and flowers. This spirit has a complex, varied flavor bursting with the freshness of a green valley.

Nettles are nutritious and delicious.

Source of the above information: Dragon Age: The Official Cookbook - Tastes of Thedas

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