#coquito season

[pastel-kaleesh]

Here's some free to use icons of two things I love!!! Android 17 and Christmas!!!

The last two were very self indulgent since we Puerto Ricans love some holiday coquito, and I headcanon 17 as Puerto Rican 🇵🇷 🧡 🎄

[wnterslder]

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[porraironmaiden]

Recipe for Puerto Rican Coquito

Originally from Puerto Rico, coquito is a festive drink made with rum and coconut. As I was growing up, my mother and grandmother would make it, and the custom has stuck with me ever since.

[abbysimsfun]

Sims In Bloom: Generation 2 Pt. 113 (Cozy Celebrations)

The events of this post occurred leading up to Winterfest (Generation 2 parts 99 to 102)

The Winterfest season began in Henford with a fresh coat of snow on the ground. White powder was rare in the rural river town, but like anywhere else, it was always welcome during the holiday season.

Hazel Moody-Nesbitt lived in a two-story cottage in the Bramblewood with her wife, Nicola. They also lived with Nicola's mother, Kim, and brother, Dominic, and Hazel had recently returned from a political conference in San Myshuno with holiday traditions on her mind.

The high school sweethearts had been married close to three years, but they were already growing apart. Still, they both hoped they could find the spark still lit amid the magic of the festive season.

"The first Winterfest without your father won't be easy, but we should try to make it a happy holiday," said Kim. "For Eddie's sake."

"We don't need to be sad, Mom. Dad's still with us, especially at this time of year." Nicola and her family wanted a quiet Winterfest at home, wrapping themselves in comfort and tradition as they soldiered on without her father. Outgoing Hazel wanted to support her wife, but she was hoping for something more this holiday season.

"Staying in watching Winterfest movies sounds like a really nice time, but maybe we could spice things up a little, and add some traditions from other cultures for the fun of it. Like cooking different kinds of food! Maybe we can't travel anywhere, but we could do the next best thing exploring different cultures."

Nicola hadn't travelled much. She'd heard Hazel's tales of camping in Granite Falls with her family, but she thought it sounded uncomfortable and full of bugs. She was a homebody, but expanding their holiday celebrations to embrace other cultures was a good idea. It's exactly the sort of thing Nicola would want to teach her students.

They got the season started by hanging a festive wreath over the bay window in the living room, and Nicola made japchae at Hazel's suggestion. "Apparently, it's a noodle dish they serve in places like Mount Komorebi for the holidays."

Nicola was comfortable with things like roast turkey, gingerbread, even egg nog - the comforts she'd grown up with in Henford, but the more gregarious Hazel wanted to try new things. Taking it upon herself to learn new recipes as well, Hazel taught herself to make brigadeiro, a Selvadoradian holiday confection made with chocolate and condensed milk.

The girls decorated, donned festive sweaters, and brushed over their relationship issues with tinsel and fairy lights. They both wanted to discuss their relationship fears, but they avoided it at every turn. They could never find time for couples counseling, even though they brought it up whenever they would argue about one thing or another.

Living with Nicola's mother and brother often left Hazel feeling like the odd man out. She'd come downstairs after working on the computer, listening to her wife chat happily with her family. But when Hazel would enter the room, they'd grow quiet, as though their conversations weren't meant to include her. As if she wasn't family.

Late at night, while Nicola graded papers and listened to familiar winter holiday music on the stereo, Hazel would head to the Gnome's Arms. She was a social creature and always had been; Nicola was more outgoing when they were younger, but after she lost her father, she didn't enjoy the nightlife anymore.

Hazel tried to understand, but it's not like Henford even had particularly wild nightlife to begin with. At the Gnome's Arms alone she would socialize, getting to know the locals in support of her work for Mayor Varner.

She'd even stay late enough - and often enough - that the pub owner, Laura Jameson, let her practice mixology for fun when the tables started clearing. She even learned to make a coquito - best described as coconut-flavoured egg nog mixed with rum from Isla Paradiso.

She visited her childhood home in Finchwick one afternoon after work, excited to discuss their plans for the holiday season. She found her father, Neal, standing in the laneway with River's wife, Cassandra.

"I'm looking forward to Nicola and I blending family traditions this year. We'll be over for Winterfest dinner, but she wants to spend a lot of time with her family remembering Eddie, so I don't know how many other family traditions we'll be able to join." She couldn't hide the regret in her voice.

Neal smiled. "We'll miss you for whatever traditions you and Nicola won't make it to, but we'll be thrilled to see you both, as always."

By the time Hazel made it home that night after a visit with her family, Nicola had finished grading papers and fallen asleep. Hazel climbed into bed and leaned over for a cuddle, but Nicola was sound asleep and grunted as she turned the other way.

Laying in bed, Hazel tossed and turned, resorting to counting falling snowflakes out the window to quiet her mind enough to sleep. ->

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NOTE: Japchae is Korean (Mount Komorebi), brigadeiro is Brazilian (Selvadorada) and coquitos are Puerto Rican (Isla Paradiso). The game says the real places in the descriptions, but I'm trying to be cute and keep country/world names in-universe, even though it's impossible to perfectly match every Sims world with a real-world location.

[ironheartwriter]

Thank you for the tags @annoyingcloudearthquake, @paperstorm, @carlossreaders, @literateowl, & @whatsintheboxmh!

Today will be a Work is Published Wednesday with a peek from my Secret Santa fic Home for Christmas.

“What the hell was in Tía Lucy’s coquito this year?” Carlos groans softly, curling up on himself a little more as TK continues to rub his back. TK doesn’t miss how weak his fiancé’s voice sounds, nor how warm Carlos’s skin feels to his touch. Carlos almost always felt warm to him, but this felt next level, “I feel like a truck hit me.” “Babe, you’re burning up,” TK shakes his head as he brushes his fingers through Carlos’s hair, realizing in that instant that Carlos was sweating, despite the fact that it was neither warm nor cold inside the loft, but at the same time, he was also fairly certain that Carlos was shivering ever so slightly. “I don’t think that this is the result of too much rum in the coquito.” “Oh, god only knows there’s much more than just rum in Tía Lucy’s coquito….” Without much more ado, TK gets up from the bed and heads for the bathroom. It was an inside joke between him and Carlos that he had a much better stocked first aid kit than anyone, having maybe walked off with a few things from the rig or around the firehouse over the years out of an abundance of caution. It was under the sink that he found the thermometer, along with an old stethoscope that he didn’t even necessarily remember walking off with, but he was fairly certain he had brought it home by mistake one day and just never returned it to the firehouse do to simply forgetting that it existed. He debated the blood pressure cuff, but figured that might be a little bit of overkill and if he was going to go that far, he might as well ask for a rig to drive by with a LifePak, which would certainly be overkill, though he was definitely tempted.

I hope everyone has an incredible holiday season, no matter what you're celebrating 💜

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[kpopthots]

What 127 brings to thanksgiving.

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Doyoung wanted to host thanksgiving at his house this year, begging his friends to come over for about a week straight. When they finally came that night, they’ve all brought something.. special!

Johnny: Uncooked raw cold hotdogs w/ no bread.

-Johnny genuinely thought Doyoung had a grill, thinking they were gonna have a Thanksgiving barbecue like he did back in Chicago. So, they got left with raw packs of hot dogs that he put in the microwave to cook. Doyoung just watched in absolute horror while Taeyong watched in excitement, ready for those unseasoned, half-raw hot dogs. Also, Johnny didn’t bring the hot dog bread because Doyoung told him he already had bread..meaning regular, white bread.

Taeyong: Dry unseasoned turkey.

-Taeyong can’t eat anything with too much seasoning or just..any seasoning at all (proof) and everyone knew it. So only god knows why Doyoung allowed Taeyong to make the main food of thanksgiving. Everyone was excited for dinner as soon as everything was set up and made when Taeyong revealed his bland, slightly overcooked turkey which came with no juice or gravy. Apparently to Doyoung, it looked like people preferred a dry, ugly, white turkey over his genuinely delicious desserts that took him about 3 hours to make.

Yuta: Edibles and baby oil.

-He got excited when he saw a 25% Thanksgiving discount on edibles from TikTok shop, immediately buying it with his credit card he stole from Taeyong. (He maybe laced it but you won’t know till you try.) So, he brought the edibles to the Thanksgiving party with him for the members to try but keeping most of them away for only him and Jaehyun. The baby oil was only because when Doyoung was begging for everyone to come, he convinced Yuta that he bailed Diddy out of jail and held a freak off, setting Yuta and Mark up to have a oiled up Diddy off.

Doyoung: Home made desserts.

-Doyoung was the host so he genuinely wanted to try this time, wanting to make the members Thanksgiving perfect which was definitely wishful thinking. He really had high hopes, thinking that everyone was going to do their part..except for the fact that they didn’t but he didn’t know that. Going all out to make his famous (nobody ever eats it except jungwoo) apple and pumpkin pie and cookies.

Jaehyun: 1 fork and 1 glass cup but it was for him.

-Jaehyun didn’t know what to bring so he texted a very vague “Do I bring the utensils?” To which got a very obvious “Yes,” and Jaehyun who usually doesn’t wear his glasses thought the text read, “Bring your own,” so Jaehyun ultimately brought his own utensils and nobody else’s.

Jungwoo: Frozen dino nuggets, smiley fries, and that damn, frozen key lime pie.

-Jungwoo was absolutely ecstatic when he got the text that Doyoung was hosting a Thanksgiving party with all the members. He immediately ran to his nearest Western Beef supermarket and went to the frozen section, buying the frozen Dino nuggets, smiley fries and key lime pie. When he got there, Doyoung just shrugged and smiled, knowing he was the only who tried along with him. Taeyong practically flipped out when he saw the key lime pie and Jaehyun, as Jaehyun does, literally just leaves the whole party after Jungwoo enters the room.

Mark: Half-eaten burnt Mac n cheese.

-Marks only excuse for the half-eaten Mac n cheese was that he got hungry on the way, he got the munchies. He smoked before he got there because the rest would smoke all his weed before. Mark thought he was tripping when Yuta asked him about the oiled up freak off, offering mark to use the used baby oil.

Haechan: Karaoke machine, alcohol, and vapes.

-Haechan can’t go 2 minutes without singing so he brought the karaoke machine and by the end of the night, he was the only one singing, everyone was gone and Doyoung went to sleep already. Alcohol but specifically coquito, he made himself because he didn’t trust nobody else to make it. (He also got caught selling it illegally outside.) Haechan also brought his strawberry cloud dust, sprinkled with a little bit of cotton candy juice which is his favorite vape flavor he blackens his lungs with. He kept it for himself and offered it no one, Doyoung also threatened to kick him out after Haechan peer pressured him to take a hit.

Most of the things were uncooked.. because they didn’t realize they had to cook the things at home because they hadn’t done this before and that Doyoung already had everything prepared. By the end of it let’s just say it was stressful for Doyoung. The house was trashed, Yuta left a snail trail of baby oil from Doyoung clean floors to his car that he crashed parked around the corner, and Taeyong was passed out drunk on his couch. It was more than safe to say Doyoung was never hosting again.

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Happy thanksgiving!!

[lennyalvarez]

Saw a carton of peppermint oat nog at the grocery store today, and it begs the question: have we, as a society, officially gone off the rails and are we okay with that? I mean... naturally I picked some up in the name of science - I know, I'm part of the problem - and it was as disgusting as I'd imagined. I just wonder... have we lost the plot with holiday drinks? Discuss.

Annnd if you're looking for an egg-less alternative this season, why not stop by EDUARDO'S for half-priced Coquitos. Every weekend after after 5, from now to the new year. Superior flavor and peppermint free, you can quote me on that.

[caribbeanvibesblog]

It's black cake season

It's sorrel season

It's pepperpot season

It's garlic pork season

It's kremas season

It's soup joumou season

It's coquito season

It's pastelles season

It's sweet bread season

[jerzwriter]

A Sparkling Holiday

It's their first Christmas together, and Trystan and Carolina are bringing in traditions from their past, and starting some new ones of their own.

Book: Crimes of Passion (post Book 2) Pairing: Trystan Thorne x F!MC (Carolina Rose) Rating: Teen Words: 945 A/N: Participating in @choicesficwriterscreations Holidays 2023, @choicesholidays it sort of fits "But it's tradition..." @choicesdecember2023 Christmas Thank you for the prompt @inlocusmads. I just loved writing this! I hope you enjoy it, too!

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With the workday behind her, Carolina sat back on her couch with a cup of coquito in hand and numerous cardboard boxes surrounding her. Her sweater was covered with bits of silver tinsel, and her smile radiated just as brightly with each ornament she removed. Christmastime. She had a love/hate relationship with the season ever since her father was killed. But she promised that she’d focus on the positive long ago. Not only would he have wanted that, but despite her sometimes hardened exterior, there was light inside of Carolina Rose that fought to shine no matter what life threw her way. If asked, she’d deny its existence, but those who knew her best saw it as clear as day... and one of those people just entered the room.

Having Trystan in her life made finding the magic in the holiday season much easier. A year ago, she would have chastised herself for the stupid grin she wore as she watched him placing his box of decorations beside her. They decided to let the pros decorate his big, fancy apartment, but Carolina’s place was another story.   They'd decorate it together, with items from each of their pasts and a few new things they had chosen.

“What have you got there?” Trystan smiled as he sat next to her.

“It’s a Teddy bear that doubles as a Christmas tree ornament. I bought it for my father at the school bazaar when I was in third grade.”

Trystan took the weathered pale blue bear with a loose button eye from her hands and looked it over carefully.

“I know he’s seen better days,” Carolina apologized. “But he means so much to me.”

Trystan tugged at the string on the button, pulling the eye back into place.

“If you can get me a needle, I’d be happy to fix it. Not that he needs fixing. He's perfect as is.”

“He is?” she queried skeptically.

“Of course! Things that are loved are always beautiful. Take you, for example; you’re simply exquisite... because you’re so loved.”

She threw her arms around his neck with a boisterous laugh. “Trystan Thorne! Are you saying I’m beautiful because you love me?”

“Was my name mentioned anywhere in that sentence? While I love you immensely, you were already well-loved when I came into your life. I can’t take full credit.”

She ran her hand through his hair, mindlessly twirling a long lock around her finger. “And what about you? Are you this gorgeous due to how much I love you?”

“Of course,” he teased. “I was a hideous beast until you came into my life.”

“Not quite,” she grinned. Leaning forward, she took his lips into a soft, lingering kiss, and when she broke free, she decided she must have another. Trystan was too happy to oblige, but she pulled away with a smile when he went in for a third.

“That’s enough, your highness! If we keep this up, there won’t be any decorating this evening... and I, for one, am quite anxious to see what you’ve brought.”

“Well, nothing will compare to this adorable little bear....”

“That goes without saying,” she teased, “but what do you have in your box of Drakovian Christmas magic? Barbed wire? A venomous snake or two?”

“You peeked!” He clutched his chest in mock horror.

“Nope. It’s just a given!”

If Carolina had any thoughts she could be wrong, they were dismissed when Trystan opened his macabre assortment. She was speechless but gasped at one item in particular.

“Is that...please tell me that’s not a skull!”

“It’s not a skull,” he deadpaned. “At least not a real one, just a quality replica. Using the real thing was banned in the early 20th Century.”

“What? Why do you have a skull amongst your Christmas decorations?”

“Because it is a decoration. Every home in Drakovia has one.”

The look of horror in her eyes told him further explanation was necessary.

“It’s a replica of one of my ancestor’s skulls. King Yorick.”

“Please tell me that’s a joke... you did not have a King Yorkick!”

“Nah,” Trystan laughed. “It was King Vyacheslav. I just nicknamed him Yorick because... you know... Hamlet.”

“Yes. I may not have had the best education, but we did cover Hamlet. But why does his skull adorn every Christmas tree in Drakovia?”

“Because unlike most of our monarchs, he was known for his kindness and good deeds. At the holidays, he ensured every child in the kingdom had a gift under their tree.”

“And to commemorate his kindhearted nature... you put a replica of his skull on your trees each year.”

“Precisely.”

She shook her head with a sigh. “Trystan, I will never understand your people.”

“That’s all right,” he agreed. “Neither will I.”

They sifted through the box, through the black feathers, miniature swords, and a few items Carolina was afraid to ask about, and then Trysten suddenly shut the lid.

“What are you doing?” She asked.

“Putting this away. We can start a new tradition... using my childhood Christmas decorations for Halloween. I much prefer the items we purchased this year.”

He pulled two ornaments out of a paper shopping bag. “See! Barbie and Ken, in all their pink majesty. This is more fitting for our tree!”

“I have to agree with you there,” she nodded. “And they’ll make great playmates for my little bear!”

They removed all the new ornaments one by one... each more sparkly and glittery than the last... then they took out one last thing... their bright, golden star purchased on a walk through the Union Square Holiday Market.

“Do you want to put it on, or shall I?” Trystan asked.

“New tradition. I say we always do it together."

"I can agree to that," he said, holding her hand as she rose on her tiptoes to place the star on the tallest branch of the tree.

Carolina stood before the tree, her face aglow with childlike wonder.

"It's beautiful," she cooed.

Trystan reached out, brushed his hand along her chin, and turned her face toward him. "It is," he smiled. "Absolutely beautiful."

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That got much more schmaltzy and gooey than I anticipated, but they deserve it! (And I deserve the coquito! lol)

Thank you for reading!

Tagging separately.

[interstellarwizard2019]

🎄🎅🌟Happy (late) Crisis!!!🌟🎅🎄

‘Pologies for the lack of existence on my end, seasonal depression crept up on me lately.🫠

⬇️Story time + doodles undercut ⬇️

Anyways, on the last day of work all hell broke loose/pos. During the first hours of the day (Dec 19) everything was calm, but you could tell that everyone was abuzz for the last day of work because not only were we going to be let off early that day, but also there was a massive party that the company held on the property.

As the day progressed, things immediately started to escalate. People were blowing up balloons and popping them, some straight up brought beer and coquito and passed it around, groups of people both big and small started parrandeando all through the plant, meanwhile I was stuffing earplugs into my ears to try and drown out the noise and focus on my work…and that only last for like 3 hours before I gave up and sat on a small table before picking up a cardboard box and started doodling on it to pass the time.

Even though I was I was planning to do this for the past two or three months, I was terrified that either my supervisor or one of the big wigs would see me doing this and reprimand me. It’s practically mandatory to keep your station clean and clear of distractions, I once put a few stickers on my area and a few months later after they remodeled the plant they removed every the sticker that wasn’t part of the machines.

But uh…when my supervisor came by to tell me to secure my tickets, not only did he not say anything about me doodling on a box, he was also eventually peer pressured into taking a shot.

So uh…yeah. Shit got wild that day. Also I stole some table ornaments from the party afterwards butthatsbesidethepointofthispost!

🎄Merry Chrysler, y’all!🎄

Here’s the doods up close!

Out of four sides, everyone said that the one with dinosaurs was their favorite.🦕🦖🦣

[asktheisle]

(@pokege-ne-project ; Pop) They aren't used to being too close to humans, but given the amount of Pokemon not minding, these folks seem safe. So! They ended up approaching Gabe, since it looked like he probably could understand them. "Heyoooooo, hope ya don't mind me! This place's cool as hell. What's your favorite grub for this season, if ya don't mind me askin'?"

Making them traditionally is a long process that gets everyone involved, but I personally like it that way. Outside is made of different root veggies like yautia and calabaza, plantains too. Inside is usually meat, but I also found a recipe that calls for rice for those who want to avoid that.

Some people like to wrap them in parchment paper to boil them, I like to go all the way and use banana leaves that I pick from around here and clean up in addition to the parchment.

[He seems to be incredibly happy about the subject at hand.]

I learned how to make them with my parents years ago, people love 'em. I get a nice little payment every holiday season back at Poni Island selling them to people. That and combine it with coquito sales? Hoohoo~

((1 ask until bar rotation))

@pokege-ne-project

[saiintvalentiine]

i'm gooooood!

woke up literally less than an hour ago and just finished eating breakfast, might vodwatch zam's or vitalasy's vod later if i remember :P

what's christmas like? i'm kinda curious abt that ^_^

christmas itself (the 25th) is kinda whatever for my family. Usually we open christmas gifts in the morning (or if youre my cousins, as soon as midnight hits LOL) and then we just hang out all day.

the 24th is like the Real event. it's noche buena (literally translate to good night, not sure what other ppl call it) and we throw a huge party. everyone dresses up and the whole family gathers, and its nice. theres a lot of food involved LOL

my grandma used to go to midnight mass sometimes on the 24th. its a special mass at christian churches that starts at or around midnight on the 24th into the 25th, and ive never been cause im not religious. its special bc its for christmas and im sure the prayers and passage selection is really particular and meaningful.

otherwise i dont do much for the season. we dont like....... go caroling or go to church together or anything. we dont even have like christmas movies we watch every year, though i try to watch the joy of painting on the 25th each year cause i think thats kinda fun.

well. one tradition does persist. christmas time is also time for coquitos. coquito is an alcoholic beverage made of evaporated and condensed milk, coconut milk, and more. tbh idk if anyone outside the islands makes and drinks coquitos so idk how other ppl make it. it's like eggnog if youre familiar with eggnog. shit is strong as fuck and gives me a stomach ache bc its so sweet. but every year someone makes a whole batch and we drink it and suffer <3

[witchcraftandburialdirt]

✧ ━━ 𝐄𝐆𝐆'𝐒 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐒

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Comfort food(s): Fresh baked bread and any/all soups ( you guys have no idea how excited I am to shift into soup season ), stew is also something that's comforting to me since my Nan used to make it for me whenever she visited! And naturally with my ancestry ━

Comfort drink(s): Mate, my childhood bestfriend's mom used to get this ready for us all the time, and it quickly became something I've associated with that warm fuzzy memory! Honestly probably anything I can put in boiling water to make it taste different ꉂ (´∀｀)ʱªʱªʱª ! Oh yeah - Coquito 100% Nothing like sipping that while writing on the porch with the snow falling, a blanket on my lap, and my dog being dumb

Comfort movie(s): Fantasia! I used to watch this movie with my Nan almost everyday when she would visit me, it was always one of my favorite things to do even if I was afraid of Chernabog. It's ridiculous how deeply I've memorized it, I could probably lay here with my eyes shut and watch it in my brain without missing any sections („ಡωಡ„) NATURALLY Peter Jackson's EXTENDED LOTR Trilogy BABYYYY - I cry about 10 times each movie but Frodo is a massive role model for me and I love him a lot! When I found out that I share the same MBTI as him I was like ╭( ๐_๐)╮and then I cried. Don't get me started, I won't stop - this is for your own good. Hercules is another big one, it's just such an easy watch and it makes me happy. I have watched it an embarrassingly amount of times with @magicshadowkitten

Comfort show(s): I didn't really watch TV as a youngin, but I was able to finally get into shows during college - D. Gray Man is one of my favorites! JJBA too - I have a lot of good memories with my friends from both of these! @bells-of-black-sunday showed me Over the Garden Wall and it quickly rooted itself as one of my favorites, its the ✨whimsy✨

Comfort clothing: I really adore feminine, flowy dresses/skirts, and coordinating outfits before hand. I never really had the opportunity growing up to explore a lot of fashion, and I have found out that I absolutely adore looking like a lil fairy, so I never really learned how to put together outfits on the fly. So! I actually have outfits preplanned with accessories, shoes, and bags too because if I don't I won't know what to do. ⁽⁽ଘ( ˊωˋ )ଓ⁾⁾ Its kind of embarrassing but I've accepted it as part of my neurodivergency; its also a lot easier for me to shop for an outfit vs items that can mis and match into various ones. I also work from home so, if I can dress up I will! It makes me feel pretty

Comfort song(s): Wahh!! I listen to so many songs and my music taste is all over the place!!! If I had to pick a few off the top of my head:

Nights in White Satin - The Moody Blues ━━ This song is actually one of my favorites but the reason why doesn't involve me at all? When I first heard it I was in the car driving with my mom, and she got so giddy and explained that this was the song playing when she met her ( still! ) best friend at a bar almost 25 years ago. My mom and her started singing it together and honestly that story just ? effected me so much? Whenever I'm in a pub or bar and it comes on I call my mom and tell her its playing and we sing it together too! ╰(⸝⸝⸝´꒳`⸝⸝⸝)╯ Entire LOTR OST ━━ I need not explain, ya'll understand. Pretty Much Anything by Pink Floyd

Comfort book(s): Lord of the Rings Trilogy & The Hobbit ━ J. R. R. Tolkien The Divine Comedy ━ Dante Alighieri ( nostalgia ) ━━ I don't really read comforting books so I don't feel like I can continue the list as the books I read have existential content that is not at all comforting! I tend to read stories like Blood Meridian or No Longer Human, and I tend to not revisit them quickly because of the content (ಥ﹏ಥ) because even if I enjoy them I'm a big baby

Comfort game(s): League of Legends ( don't judge me i play with friends and dont flame ) : tbh this is the only game I actually play the rest I mostly just watch playthroughs of because again the content I like to watch is existential as well and I am a very easily frightened person! So ━ I really liked watching my best friend play Resident Evil! I also watched @bells-of-black-sunday play Bugsnax and it is SUCH a cute game, it has amazing characters and a really interesting plotline - !

[cookietastic]

whats eggnog please this question has been haunting me for years what does it taste like is it eggs i could google it but that feels like cheating

-spirits

Eggnog is like is this drink people have during the winter and it can be alcoholic or nonalcoholic! It’s like a really creamy milkshake to the point it can be similar to custard imo. I heard other people describe it online as like melted vanilla ice-cream

If you’re Puerto Rican (Ayee) you probably might drink like coquito more than egg nog and coquito isn’t set to one season compared to eggnog/my family makes it more for events than seasons.

[bramblewatchescharmed]

What bothers me so much about the Charmed reboot is that during all the press and media before season one aired, they were all in on how this was going to be Latina representation and how much the writers wanted to explore the Veras’ culture… and then when the show actually aired, they very much Did Not Do That.

Despite Macy, Mel, and Maggie technically being first-generation Puerto Rican-Americans.

I mean, Maggie and Mel were written as such basic white girls that other than their looks (despite Maggie's actress not being Latina at all), you couldn’t tell they’re supposed to be Puerto Rican-American. There’s the flag in Mel’s bedroom, Maggie preparing coquito for Christmas, the girls casting one (1) spell in Spanish derived from Santeria—and that is it for season 1.

I find it very difficult to believe that—with Mel being a Millennial and Maggie being Gen Z—Marisol did not raise her girls to be bilingual. Where are Mel and Maggie code-switching into Spanish around each other? Where is the food their mom made from her homeland they would have growing up? Where is the music? The bright, vibrant colors in their clothing?

How come Macy is given more attention to her more obvious blackness compared to her sisters? Why is Maggie’s sudden struggle with finding out she’s biracial when applying for scholarships and what this means for her personal identity dropped after one episode?

This show hyped up its Latin American representation and then did fuck-all with it.

The writers, actresses, producers, and media promised Latin culture for season 1.

Where the fuck was it?