#CandyMelts

[the-lighthouse-lutari]

*You come across an odd sight in the haunted woods, lost as can be. What seems to be a mother and child on a walk, playing hide and seek...But something about the kyrii sends shivers down your spine...

[lordbyronskitchen]

(via Sweet and Nutty Christmas Balls)

[impishbiscuit]

Can I get candymelt please? 👀

Zaeed’s tapping his foot on the shuttle ride back, a rapid one-two-three one-two-three that sets her teeth on edge, particularly when paired with the stormy expression on his face. When the shuttle alights in the bay, they stand at the same time. Her shoulder jostles his, barely more than a brush, but the dark look in his eyes deepens. He hasn’t stepped back yet. They’re very close. She could kiss him if she wanted, get a repeat of their last encounter.

She could get behind some hate-fucking right now.

“Problem, Massani?” she breathes.

“Got a problem with you,” he snarls, and then he punches her.

She’s not expecting the blow, so she stumbles back onto the seat, breath knocked out of her from the hit to the ribs, but it was at such a close distance that it doesn’t have his true power behind it. She snarls, her head spinning and the adrenaline roaring back into her limbs anew, and blindly shoves him back with hands and biotics. He flies into the opposite wall with a grunt.

Shepard assumes the matter is settled and pushes herself to her feet, striding for the now-open shuttle door, but she doesn’t even cross the threshold when she’s shoved to the ground from behind. It’s a slight drop to the floor, and she slams into the ground on her knees and hands, barely rolling out of it and managing to preserve her elbows and wrists from too much damage. From her position on the ground, she gets a damn good view of Zaeed exiting the shuttle and aiming a kick at her legs.

“Fuck off,” she spits, sweeping his feet from under him with a pulse of biotics. 

He falls to the ground almost comically, almost immediately clambering back up. “Fight properly, Shepard, and stop using your biotics like a coward.”

“I’m not a coward,” she spits. Zaeed gives her the time to stagger to her feet and lean on the shuttle, blinking through her rapidly swelling eye to glare at him.

“Could have fooled me,” he says, and then he’s stepping forward to punch her again, aiming for her. She catches his fist, thrilled once more by the sheer power of her upgraded cybernetics and her ability to go toe-to-toe with a full-grown man, and uses his own momentum carry him forward so she can sock him in the cheek.

God, but this is sending the same thrills through her as rough sex would.

Zaeed stumbles back, but recovers and launches himself at her, tackling her. The ground knocks the wind out of her, and she doesn’t have a snowball’s chance in hell to dodge the punch he lands on her jaw. Her vision goes starry, doubled in intensity when he punches the other side of her face. It’s almost certain to bruise.

Tasting blood, Shepard manages to raise her hands enough to catch his next punch, grappling with Zaeed. Fuck, but it feels like it lasts forever—the feeling of his raw power countering her artificial strength, the ugly snarl on his face, the sheer anger in his eyes—

In the end, it’s the might created by Miranda that triumphs over nature, and she manages to shove him off and into an clumsy heap. “Fuck you,” she shouts, hauling herself over so she can knee him in the stomach.

He wheezes, but grabs her through his breathlessness, and then they’re rolling, around and around in a tangle of feet and fists, and she knees him in the nose before getting punched in the eye again. She gets her legs around him and uses all of the strengths of her cybernetics to wrestle her way on top of him. She’s in the middle of pinning his shoulder when she becomes distantly aware that they’re attracted a whole ass crowd—that’s certainly Grunt’s hollering she’s hearing—but Zaeed’s writhing beneath her, and she’s not as careful as she should be and ends up accidentally dislocating his shoulder.

He roars in pain and does properly shake her off, and she rolls to avoid his fists. Her eye is already swelling up, her jaw and body sore, but her muscles feel alive. Zaeed’s still furious, still wanting to fight.

“You actually injured me, you bitch,” he snarls. 

“Wasn’t on purpose, Massani,” she calls back. “Chakwas will put you back together.”

“Fuck that,” he says, and then he’s running at her again and so she’s charging back in and—

“What the fuck are you doing?” Miranda’s scream is loud and shrill enough to pierce the haze of the fight, but Shepard doesn’t pay it any mind—at least, until she runs into the barrier Miranda drops between herself and Zaeed hard enough that she flies backwards as though she’s bodyslammed onto a trampoline. 

Fucking physics, she thinks, groaning. The breath’s been knocked out of her. From the sounds of Zaeed’s complaining, he experienced much the same. The fight is over.

Miranda runs down the stairs in a furious clatter of heels, coming to a rest by Shepard’s head. She crosses her arms and glowers at the both of them. “Who started this?”

“You really gotta ask that?” Shepard says, blinking up at Miranda.

Her attention switches to Shepard alone, the corners of her mouth tightening. “You’re endangering the mission by getting into pointless fistfights. What the hell is wrong with you?”

Shepard grins up at her. She feels more than a little punch-drunk. “You tell me, princess. You’re the one who put me back together.”

[olderthannetfic]

Ok baking discourse: Candymelts are fucking gross as fuck. The colored ones are worse than the "milk chocolate" ones, but only barely because both just taste awful and like pure sugar. Though depending on where you live maybe there's no real difference to some people.

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[cb-ps]

Don't Let Me Forget .... Candymelt Over That?

Today is April 1st, 2024. I think I've been writing the wrong year on all of my paperwork. I just noticed it today.

I've noticed also just how aggrivating it is to be "spatially irdeterriorate" in the collective amassment of my things, and all the love of it. It just adds up, even when it's swiftly defined to be kept in it's specified collections. Speaking of which, it might about be time for a good collage. Some of my normal recipes are adding up to welts, and I'm tempted to put a coffe-date melty craze in the specific few weeks worth of projects that ought to be where Spring enters --------- things are off timed out there in THE WORLD, and I am already looking forward to the swing of Summer. There are up to 5 different things in a specifity of it's relational objectives that still hang over from every few years it passes you up, or passes things by. I'm at a lock and clutch in my voice these past few years from a lack of the proper opportunities while everyone else is whiled out sick, so aside from a matter of phrase and saying, it is more of an initial recess because of others' lapses that I am at a loss of any kind, then it is otherwise a basic experience. Too many people misunderstand this at the speed of relational bias that I've previously presumed as "written about", "occupied; myself with" , and "entranced amongst" …. To ignore that it is a stapleton envy to be properly bereft witghout a pinpoint of others' jealousy. Wherever the other inactions of justificational delinquency about a lament come into play off a standpoint, I'll be okay with this figurative pick-pointe of literature while I'm not somewhere in a kitchen. ~Cinnamon Blithe

[candymelt-studio-designing]

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[jenniferkatie20]

Halloween Cupcakes 🎃

These Witches Cauldron cupcakes are perfect for any Halloween dessert table. They are so simple to make, basically a kid friendly recipe and you can add what ever fun or spooky sprinkles and candy you like to the witches brew. The chocolate cupcake sponge itself tastes soft, moist and so chocolaty, everyone loves this recipe as its quick and easy to make, you just need a whisk and a mixing bowl.... and obviously the ingredients LOL😂

[ladylilithprime]

Happy 10th birthday, Imp of Chaos! She requested a funfetti cake with mint buttercream frosting decorated to look like a gothic horror novel. Hopefully this makes a grave impression! 😂😂😂 #nailedit #cakedecorating #happybirthday #gothichorror #candymelts https://www.instagram.com/p/B1mUMimnHIl/?igshid=fqooa5zkrez8

[teejay82]

It was my turn to do August birthday treats at work. I made these fake ice cream cones. The scoop was a big Oreo truffle (a ball of crushed Oreos and cream cheese, coated with cocoa candy melts). I baked a brownie in the sugar cone. Then I used more of the candy melts to glue the scoop and cone together. . I’m not sure how hard they were to eat...but at least they looked good! 😆 I’m actually proud of myself with this one! . 📸 cred: @kcapa05 . #icecream #cone #oreo #truffle #creamcheese #brownie #fakefood #chocolate #candymelts #birthday #birthdaytreats https://www.instagram.com/p/BnaXlycnnQw/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=8wuvn7eoxxxr

[sewnyamouthshut]

My first attempt at #breakablehearts chocolates! 👾☠️ . . . . . . . . #chocolates #heartmolds #craftyshit #candymelts https://www.instagram.com/p/CSIm7NLHbif/?utm_medium=tumblr

[the-lighthouse-lutari]

At this point people could totally just assume every neopet oc of mine has a vague connection to candymelts.

Two mutants who moved to brightvale and became bakers? became mutants because it was their deal with candymelts to become powerful enough to escape their bad situation and never be targeted for their beauty again.

baby mandrake changeling thing? Candymelt’s son now. pair of rich uppity bitches die in their home in neovia and their daughter disappears but is thought to be spotted now and then? candymelt’s apprentice.

But man you really gotta wonder whatever happened to that baby Matilda, and if she ever had kids...if they had kids, and where that descendant is now...

[saltwaterhappycottage]

Cake balls #yum #baking #candymelts #newfoundland https://www.instagram.com/p/CDUyUNhl-RR/?igshid=cptgh0dvkcl8

[impishbiscuit]

candymelt for the wip game?

It starts off innocent enough, or as innocent as anything ever is with Shepard. Just her wandering the halls at in the dead of night as she is wont to do—prowling, even—indulging in the quiet of the ship and jumping at shadows. The Normandy never truly sleeps, not really, and certainly not with this many warriors on it with their burdens of past battles. Still, there’s a time in the night where few people want to speak to each other, preferring their silence or a mere nod over conversation. A mutual agreement for some peace and quiet, so to speak.

Which is why Thane’s offer to join him for tea at the mess table at well past midnight is so unusual.

She considers the pot of spiced tea, fragrant steam unfurling from the spout. He made an entire kettle for himself—why? Was he greedy, or expecting her?

“Tea’s not really my style,” she says.

He inclines his head at her. “If you would prefer conversation, I may provide that as well.”

So formal. She snorts. “Shouldn’t you be sleeping?” she asks.

“Shouldn’t you?”

She clicks her tongue. “Nah, you don’t get to pull that kind of turnabout. You were clearly prepared to be here for a while. This is more than just a midnight snack.”

He blinks at her. His eyes are huge pools of liquid darkness, black as the space outside. “You roam this ship at all hours of the night,” he points out. “It is a common occurrence.”

Shepard rolls her eyes, then resigns herself to the situation. She grabs a packet of cookies and slides herself into the seat across from him. “So what if it is?” she challenges, tearing open the packet and shoving a cookie into her mouth.

“Humans require rest, just as any species does.” He rests his elbows on the table and steeples his fingers, resting the tip against his plush lips. “And yet, you are awake.”

“Again, I have to point out that you’re awake, too,” she says. This close, the tea does smell good, but she doesn’t want to stoop so low as to pour herself a cup.

His mouth quirks into a hint of a smile. “May I at least express concern for my Commander not being well-rested, and perhaps not being as clear-headed on missions? It would present a danger to my own health.”

He’s teasing her, she realizes. “And, similarly, I’d prefer my ground team not be sleep-deprived.”

He hums and helps himself to a cookie from her packet. He considers it, not yet eating, before saying, “It appears we are of the same mind, then.”

[usefulkitchen]

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[taxtycarioca]

Café e panquecas ? Sim ou não ? ☕🥞😋🤤 . . . #copodafelicidade #taxtycarioca #taxtynoinsta #donuts #brownie #coffeebreak #regiaodoslagos #riodejaneiroinstagram #cariocas #cariocando#chocolatelovers #chocolate #doces #docesgourmet #regiaodoslagosrj #araruama #chocolatecake #candymelts #yummy #cakestv #foodgraphy #delicious #icecreamlovers #instacoffee #coffeelovers #coffeeshop #cafecoado #instagood #nutella #delivery https://www.instagram.com/p/CHfp_NTDHn6/?igshid=jhrpxh3jgtog

[jenniferkatie20]

Spider cupcake recipe

Two spider cupcakes in one day, This one I think looks kind of cute though, don't you think? This spider cupcake recipe looks great on a Halloween party dessert table. Chocolate cupcakes topped with Oreo's and candy, makes this a great fun Halloween recipe to make with the kiddies.