#creme covered strawberries

[vannimamibaking]

Easter Egg Nest Cake for the Nigella Cookalong. It’s a flourless chocolate cake, after rising it up, quickly cooling it down in the cake form, so it collapses and creates a crater. It is filled with a chocolate cream before decorating with the eggs. The harder bits are to get the consistency right with the eggs and do not burn the chocolate, but the recipe had good descriptions. We decorated it with coconut flakes for the nest cover and creme covered dried strawberries for the eggs (I found TruFru’s the tastiest).

[c4tto626]

about to go crazy with it 😏🍓

[aquarius-cookie-jar]

Small drabble I came up with when my brain randomly went "What's going on with Gingerbrave in the beast ancients au lmao".

Anyway! Au belongs to @cuppajj !! Go check them out!

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To say the Gingerbrave had been worn down from the constant attacks from the forces of the neo-beasts is a grave understatement.

One glance upon his face and his friends could tell the brave cookie had been losing sleep. His eyes, sunken deep with dark circles below his once vibrant blue eyes, eyes once full of life now dull and dry. Everytime they asked if he had been crying, he’d reply with a smile and a chuckle, though it was obvious at how forced it came out. How his cheeks appeared strained as if he’s trying, trying so hard not to break his facade of happiness despite the situation. 

They took note of how often he’d push himself to work on the tasks that carry throughout the Creme Republic, seeing the dismay in his eyes during times when he could find none. They saw how often he’d push himself during training, constantly working on himself, practicing to improve his strength, even if it meant they’d find him passed out on the pavement late into the day. They took note of when he does neither, he’s found at the library, scanning through every book and scroll he’s capable of reading.

Gingerbrave was never the studious type, but the desperation to find an answer has him crawling to every square inch of the republic, every nook and cranny, trying to find any secrets, any cures, any way to stop this madness.

It was late one rainy night. Strawberry and Wizard went to go check on him, when they heard sobbing coming from inside the library. They found him, hunched over a desk covered entirely of books, papers, scrolls, journals, and other articles available. 

The two walked over to him, wrapping their arms around him, trying to comfort their clearly distressed friend. 

“Gingerbrave… How about we—”

“... W-we... we can’t…”

Wizard was cut off by a hiccup that escaped the brave cookie’s lips. Gingerbrave trembled, gasping for a breath of air as he shakenly continued.

“We… w-we can’t just stay here..! Not when our friends are out there and in danger..!” He sobbed, his hands, gripping into his white icing hair, with Strawberry trying to pry them off before he could hurt himself even further. “Why..? Why..?! We need to stop them..! W-We need to stop…”

Soft sniffles escaped his nose as Strawberry and Wizard hugged him tighter, the two of them close to bearing tears in their eyes as well.

“... Pure Vanilla Cookie… why…?” 

Soft sobs and cries escaped Strawberry and Wizard then and there. They too grew tired of this endless struggle for power. Echoes of sorrow filled the halls of the library, the childrens’ attempts to comfort one another had been lost as confusion and fear replaced it. They were only children. So young, yet were thrusted into the positions of being heroes by some sick twist of ‘fate’ as many claim. 

They only wanted to protect their friends… their families… 

The library felt cold that night. Colder than the watchful gaze of the holy saint himself.

[boozenboze]

Idk if your taking asks, but I kinda had a cute little though after reading the top male reader x gaz bit…

Say a female recruit sees (y/n) and begins flirting with him, asking him for drinks… and he just happily says he’s happy with his boyfriend Gaz 🥰

That is all

Cuffed

Kyle Garrick x Top!Male reader

Females She/Her and She/They DNI

M/n had always been eye candy since his teenage years.He had been around a lot but never let anything get to serious.Then, he met the Brit while on a mission.They got closer once they went on a few more missions with each other.Kyle ended up confessing to him after they got out of a dangerous situation while on the field.They shared a passionate kiss that day and they repeated their actions throughout their time together.

Remember earlier when I mentioned that you were eye candy.Well this leads to the current situation.You were tall,handsome and had a nice body.Those were the main things that attracted women and men combined.M/n was currently patrolling around the base, making sure that everyone was doing their duties.He was currently walking to the training area since there was some new recruits that had arrived.They were being put through training by the time he entered the room.When you had entered the room all attention and eyes went to you. You walked over to Soap who had been watching over them, making sure everything went smoothly.

"Oh-hey mate how yer doin'?'Soap asked as M/n responded.

"I'm doin' alright Soap,guessin you were assigned to help the rookies eh?"M/n's eyes observed the room before his eyes locked onto blue ones.One of the new recruits, a female with blonde hair and blue eyes.Quite typical if you were to ask me.What he hand't known was that the same girl had been staring at him like a piece of meat since he entered the room, and she winked at him before going back with the other recruits.M/n furrowed his eyebrows, not liking the girls energy at all.He bid his goodbyes to Soap who had done the same as the e/c eyed male left the room.It was almost that time of the day where he and Kyle would enjoy some evening tea and crepes.

You and Kyle could be see talking each others heads off as you enjoys some earl grey tea and strawberry creme filled crepes that you had ordered.Kyle was happy to have a moment out of the day to spend with you.It felt like you were the only two people in existence.Well.....that was until the blondie from earlier showed up.

"Hey M/n~!"She said a bit loudly as M/n turned towards her with a blank expression.Kyle furrowed his brows.

"Seargent C/n will do."M/n responded short and sternly as the girl fake pouted before responding,

"Aw......come on M/n, there's no need to be a tease~."She said happily to which she moved her hand the try and trace her finger across his bicep, to which he backed away.The h/c haired male peered over his shoulder and saw Kyle giving him "the look (Do you know her?Is she flirting with you?).He could practically hear the males thoughts as he turned back around to face the girl.

"So.....I was wondering if you'd like to get drinks with me sometime, maybe we could do more afterwards hm~?She asked suggestively as M/n smiled slightly before saying,

"I have a boyfriend actually, and i'm quite happy with him."M/n said as the girl practically gawked at his answer.She expected him to fall for her antics and have a fun night with him but that wasn't the case.Without another word, not wanting to embarrass herself she walked out the kitchen with her hands covering her face.

"Well that was something eh?"Kyle asked as M/n chuckled, connecting their lips for a short kiss.M/n smirked at him before sayng.

"I got an idea on what we should do when we're off~"You said as Kyle chuckled .

"What would hat be hm?"The Brit said as M/n cupped his cheek with his hand.

"We go get us some drinks, get drunk out of our fuckin minds, then I fuck you senseless for the rest of the night.Kyle blushed at the thought of the two of them having sex and wasn't against it either.Besides

You're Cuffed

[bimoonphases]

@wolfstarmicrofic March 3 – prompt 3: Obscuro – word count 523

Obscuro - Conjures a blindfold

“Obscuro!”

Sirius watched with a grin as the magically conjured blindfold wrapped itself around Remus’s face while he was still entering the dorm.

“Padfoot, what…”

“Ssh, it’s fine, don’t worry,” Sirius immediately said, putting a reassuring hand on his boyfriend’s arm while he locked the door behind him. “Come with me.”

“What are you doing?” Remus’s voice was amused now.

“Well, I noticed you didn’t have your usual triple serving of dessert at dinner tonight, my darling,” Sirius guided Remus to his bed and made him sit down. “So I prepared a little something.”

“Why the blindfold though?”

“Patience, my dearest, patience.”

Sirius sat down too, taking the time to place a couple of the pillows behind Remus before uncovering the trays.

“I wanted to play a little game,” he said to the raised eyebrow peeking over Remus’s blindfold. “Do you trust me?”

“I’m not sure right now.”

“Come on Moony,” Sirius pouted. “Do you trust me?”

Remus chuckled, then a fond smile formed on his lips.

“With my life, my love,” he said softly.

Sirius felt his cheeks turn pink like every time Remus said something like that and he picked a piece of toast from the first tray.

“Good. Now, I just want you to guess what food I’m giving you. Easy enough, right?” he got closer, sitting now right in front of Remus. “Open up.”

Remus did as he was told and chewed, before grinning.

“That’s easy enough: peanut butter toast. The crunchy variety.”

“Very good, Moony. What about this?”

“Effie’s cherry jam. Last summer’s batch.”

“Impressive. This?”

“Cadbury Creme Egg.”

“Dammit, I thought that one would be harder.”

“For you, maybe,” Remus laughed. “I grew up in a Muggle village, remember?”

“Yeah, yeah. This one?”

“Oh, this… This is Italian gianduja chocolate! Where did you even get it?”

“Monty’s last work trip to Turin,” Sirius replied proudly. “And what about this?”

He watched Remus bite into it, hesitatingly at first, then with a half smile once he recognised the texture.

“Chocolate-covered strawberry,” Remus nodded. “Wow.”

Sirius had still the second half of the strawberry in his hand but he was too distracted watching a drop of juice escape Remus’s lips and run down his chin. He swallowed.

“What’s next?”

Sirius looked down at the trays, his train of thought now lost. He passed the halved strawberry on his lips before leaning towards Remus.

“This?” he whispered before brushing his lips against his.

There was a sharp intake of breath before Remus leaned back into the kiss. Sirius dropped the strawberry and clambered in his boyfriend’s lap, hands reaching up to get rid of the blindfold.

“Curtains…” Remus breathed between kisses. “The others might come in.”

“Nah,” Sirius ran his hands in Remus’s hair. “Asked for a favour. The girls agreed to let them sleep in their dorm tonight.”

“The girls?” Remus broke the kiss to lean back and stare at Sirius. “You know that boys can’t climb the stairs to the girls’ dorm.”

Sirius laughed, letting his hands frame Remus’s face.

“You really thought such a stupid spell would stop the Marauders?” he whispered before melting in another kiss.

[muav99]

Strawberry Pancakes Pt.2 🩷🤍 pls read pt.1 first! 🫶

I kinda just wrote & didn’t edit much but I hope you enjoy!

Hyunjin smut- Hyunjin X reader female, roommates to lovers, switch/soft dom hyunjin & sub reader, daddy kink, unprotected (use protection 🩷✨), PinV, oral sex female receiving

10am…

You look over at your alarm and groan. Probably time to get up and find something to eat

But then standing up flashbacks of you and hyunjin in the kitchen last night rush through your tired mind

You gasp way too loud

“Are you okay hun?” Hyunjin calls from the outside of your door

“Oh yeah I’m good i….i’ll be out in a minute” you mumble back at him embarrassed

“I made breakfast so don’t let it go cold hm?” He says as you hear his footsteps leave the door and near the kitchen

Fully overthinking it now, you try and pull yourself together. Brush your fingers through your hair glancing in the mirror. Throwing on your flannel bottoms. Why do I suddenly care so much? Its just hyunjin. But the thing is. He isn’t just. He’s…….him.

“No this is weird calm down and eat” you think practically splitting your mind apart

*loud sigh*

you walk out the bedroom door to a kitchen with wonderful smells of buttermilk, strawberries and creme. I suppose he did finish making the pancakes after all

You scan his figure. He looks like a dream even in the morning. Fluffy unkept hair, tired but warm eyes, a very loose tee and. He’s only wearing boxers. You have to get out of your head but…

“Look up look up look UP” you think

You walk to him trying your best to keep eyes on his upper half. He pulls up a chair at the counter and pushes one out for you. You sit next to him admiring the little set up he made.

“You like it?” He asks lightly

He’s placed big fluffy pancakes stacked with strawberries on the side, covered in rich whipped cream. The orange juice in cute little cups. Its adorable.

“I love it! Thank you hyunjin” you say smiling at him

It really was sweet and thoughtful and oh you tried to forget last nights events but they stuck to your mind and you feel it all over your skin.

“Eat, you seem distracted y/n” he says casually (not casual to you) placing a strawberry covered in whipped cream in your mouth

“Oh okay” you reply shakily eating the strawberry you’ve been offered. Why is he looking at you like that? That fucking tease. Its what he does best.

“So um are we going to talk about last night hyunjin or just pretend it didn’t happen?” You manage to say looking down at your plate trying to avoid his glance.

“Unless you want to continue” he mumbles

“What um…..what did you say i didnt hear you” you blurt out in shock unsure what to do with him being so direct.

“Y/n you know what I mean. I like you, and I know you like me too..” he whispers in your ear leaning over

His hand caresses your thigh stroking it lightly with his long slender fingers. His eyes looking right into yours, god he’s irresistible. Puppy dog eyes but still so seductive. He needs to stop before you give in.

“I……hyunjin….” You start but he cuts you off

“Can I show you what i mean?” he says

He grabs your waist and places you off of your chair to face him. He spins you around. Touching and feeling slowly all over your body. You gasp. You melt into his touch unable to deny this feeling he’s creating.

“Tell me to stop and I will” he whispers in your ear

“I…..” he squeezes your breasts in his hands

You whimper, he chuckles at this “Oh y/n”

“Speak up”

His head dips into the right side of your neck engulfing you in soft kisses. His lips plush and soft. Nipping and biting and kissing all over. Leaving marks darker then you’d ever imagine. You moan but muffle yourself wanting to give in fully. Lord knows why now..

“Oh I see how it is sweetheart” he says

He spins you around and pulls you in by your waist and presses himself against you. Looking right into your eyes.

“I want you, will you let me have you” he pleads stroking your cheek with his gentle fingers

“Yes just yes” you breathe out letting completely loose and letting him take over. You cant deny hwang hyunjin.

He slides his hand down your cheek and pulls you in for a soft kiss. Passionate, going deeper with each movement. Tongue swiping your bottom lip for permission which you grant gladly. He lifts you up by your ass grasping you in his hands and walks you to the couch never leaving your lips. He lays you down on the couch softly and climbs over top of you.

“Stop looking at me like that or we’ll be here all night” he groans becoming more desperate

As if you weren’t a desperate mess yourself. Trying to rub your thighs together for any friction, anything to help the aching you feel. He hasn’t barely touched you and he has no idea how wet you are.

You wrap his shirt collar in your hands and pull him in. “Please hyun, I need you too” you whimper

“Thats all I wanted to hear princess” he groans. “Keep on using your words and see what it gets you” he presses his lips to yours again in a sloppy desperate kiss

As you wrap your legs around his waist he grinds his cock against you trying to feel you. You moan into each others mouths feeling pleasure wave over you.

You pull apart from his lips but only for a moment to discard your pajama pants. He rips off his white tee and throws it to the floor. Its stereotypical you think but you cant help but drool. Hyunjin standing in front of you, hard, panting, and the lighting makes him look more angelic then usual. You walk up to him and trace his chest. He grabs your ass and squeezes then pecks you on the lips

“Aren’t the pancakes going to go cold?” You say continuously tracing the circles in his chest, your nose running up and down his neck heavily breathing. He picks you up and lays you down on the couch again. Slowly, seductively crawls in between your legs and you giggle.

“Y/n, i want you, not the pancakes” he breathes out dipping into your neck kissing the bruises as he rolls his hips into yours. You moan feeling relaxed and taken care of.

“I wanna hear you pretty girl keep it up” he smirks and you can feel it in your neck

“All I want is to feel you” you whine

“Then be patient for me” he replies

He slides your black lace panties to the side groaning at the sight of you. “You’re beautiful” he says inching closer, kissing on your thighs, rubbing your clit with his thumb.

You’re usually not this submissive but god are you a mess for this man. You’re on cloud 9. Its like you’re living a lana del rey song.

He kisses, sucks, and licks your folds keeping his thumb circling your clit. Your hands are in his hair. His breathing heavy and you’re screams fill the air.

“Hyunj….mmm daddy” you moan

“Sweetheart, call me what you like. I can be whatever you want” he looks up at you from his lewd position between your legs

“Call me daddy baby.” He breathily moans diving back into you

You hold on to his hair for dear life. Pushing his tongue deeper and further. You’re on the edge. He couldn’t be any harder, if you were around him he’d bust right now.

Right before you can come he pulls away

“Hyunjin” you whine missing the feeling of his tongue

He comes to face you “Are you sure you’re okay with this?” He caresses your hair softly looking genuinely into your eyes

“I am. I really do like you, I cant deny it” you whisper still a little afraid to admit it so blatantly

“I like you too” he leans in to your kiss

His hands reach up under your shirt removing it

“God” he says

His cock throbs at the sight of your bare chest. God you were so perfect.

He kisses you again but then gets up to remove his boxers hastily. He rips them off and climbs back up on you beyond ready to just fuck you.

At this point you just give up. You have to look. You look down and my fucking god. Like you thought. A god. Everything about him is pretty. And quite……big.

He chuckles at your awe of him. He sits you up and you’re confused. Is this not happening? But hyunjin has other plans. He pulls you into his lap, hovering you slightly. He lines himself up with you and slowly eases in. You both moan loudly

“You’re going to kill me”

“More hyunjin, i mean daddy please”

You ease fully on to his cock and sit in his lap. You’re both so close and wrapped in each other’s arms. He moves and you’re already a moaning mess in his neck. Rocking and circling your hips. He’s bucking up and rolling into you with his dancer hips. The sounds from your apartment is sure enough to concern the neighbors. Screaming and moaning, skin slapping. But you both don’t care.

You bounce on him feeling yourself about to climax. He holds your body close, grabbing at your tits and moving your hips

“Fuck y/n….”

“Hyunjin im…”

You both scream in ecstasy as you ride the high. Still moving and grinding into each other like animals. Screams and slaps of your ass fill the room. His back covered in long scratches from your acrylic nails.

“I’m” you scream

“Me too baby” he groans as you both release

You both collapse into each other’s arms, he lays you both down exhausted. Breathing heavily as he looks into your eyes

“Y/n, I really really like you”

“I’d hope so” you smirk sarcastically

You both crack up laughing

“I like you too.” You peck his lips affectionately

“How about I get us cleaned up then we cuddle?” He suggests

“What about the pancakes?” You say

“Nah they’re definitely cold by now” he responds with a wink walking to the bathroom

You laugh, oh how you loved this boy.

Thanks for reading!!! Feel free to request or ask any questions🩷

[writerwithbrainrot]

A Slice of Gelatine Pie With You

LU modern au! (1980)

Malon x Time

Warnings:

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"This sucks." Time grumbled, waiting near his foster home's landline. The creme colored phono taunted him, the faded number buttons showed how confident people who had used it before were so unlike him.

'Just call her' Time thought, bouncing his leg nervously, unable to stay still. He was home schooled, and had poor social skills due to it. And there was such a pretty farm girl down town who always helped her father at the farmer's market. He only recently spoke to her, and while she- Malon was her name- had been the lead of the conversation, he was more than happy to listen to her southern accent with a dopey smile on his face. . .

Until Malon's father chased him off, but he had managed to get her house number before he had been chased off like he was a coyote.

He banged his head lightly against the wall, groaning. He wasn't usually so shy, always trespassing on the mayor's land, running through the forest causing trouble. He was more confident when it came to having fun so why? Why was he having so much trouble?

Time inhaled, and grabbed the landline phone. Just call her, it would be like talking to his next door neighbor Saria. He shakily held the receiver to his ear, punching in the numbers, and inhaling as the phone buzzed.

He hoped she wouldn't pick up, his heart couldn't handle hearing her sweet voice again with that southern draw he was so hopelessly in love with. Time paled. What if Malon's father answered instead? How could he explain how he had called their house to Malon's protective father?

There was a sound, and Malon's voice answered. "Hello, this is Lon Lon ranch, how can I help you?" Her voice was all business and while it may have been a bit intimidating it made Time's heart leap.

"Hey Malon. . .It me. . Time." He said, mentally beating himself up for his voice cracking, face red as a beet and his elvish ears pointed down as he silently swore.

Malon gasped on the phone and her voice became more excited and high pitched. "Fairy Boy! You called! I was just thinking about you."

Time's heart leapt and he felt butterflies fluttering in his stomach. "You-" he coughed, voice cracking again, "You were?"

Malon giggled and Time felt a dopey smile appear on his face, her giggle making him feel all giddy. "Yep! See, some friends and I are-" She paused, lowering her voice "Going to go out to a bonfire tonight and I was hoping you'd be my plus one." She said in full confidence.

Time started bouncing in excitement. "Yes! I'd- I. . .I mean-" Time cleared his throat again, trying to sound manly. "I'd be more than happy to go with a . . .pretty. . .girl. . " Time trailed off, getting more flustered by the second before speaking loudly. "Haha! Well I need to go! I'm making a- uh-" He grabbed the nearest magazine near the table, flipping to a random page, reading the words aloud. "Strawberry and pretzel gelatin cream pie?"

Malon laughed. "You bake? Well, it sounds delicious, Fairy boy. How about when you come to pick me up you bring me a slice okay? Just look for Lon Lon ranch, okay? Be here at 11 o'clock tonight." She giggled. "See you then, Fairy boy."

The receiver buzzed, a sign she had hung up. Time placed the cream colored phone on its spot in the wall and immediately began punching his arms in the air in triumph. "YES! YES YES YES!"

"Time?" His foster mother said, giving him a funny look, carrying a basket of laundry. Time froze, red in the face again as he stood up straight. "What is going on?"

Time cleared his throat again before speaking, picking up his magazine. "Could you help me make a pie for tonight?" He asked, blushing still.

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Time drove his father's truck down the dirt path surrounded by fields of corn, bouncing nervously. The gelatin pie sat on the passenger's seat next to him in a glass pie pan, its pink and white colors with cut strawberries and crushed pretzels covered in sugar and once warmed butter making him very hungry but at the same time he was too nervous to eat.

His breath hitched seeing the farm house on the hill surrounded by buildings for what he could assume were for animals. he parked outside the sign and checked his watch. It read 10:50. He huffed, nervous, leaning back against the Leather seats of the truck, glancing at the buildings. It must be nice, living like this. . .

He saw in the field a small horse, trotting around without a care in the world, which was odd. Horses were pray animals, right? So why was this foul outside in the dark? Time opened the truck door and exited the vehicle, walking over to the horse. She was gorgeous, with a sleek, shiny brown coat and a long white mane, this foul couldn't have been more than two months old- yet already so independent. It reminded him of himself somewhat. The horse looked up, and both stared at one another. Time stood on the fence, his feet on the bottom part of the sturdy wooden fence.

"Hey there." He said, leaning down and getting some long grass for the horse, holding his hand out for it. The foul trotted over, wanting to eat that healthy, healthy grass. Time smiled, but when the horse opened his mouth to eat, he took his hand back, afraid of getting bitten. The foul looked offended.

"My my." a familiar southern voice said and Time jumped. Malon laughed, holding a lantern. "Oh- sorry about that Fairy boy. Didn't mean to startle you."

Time blushed. Goddesses she was gorgeous, her long red hair and sun kissed skin covered in freckles. She had a fire in her eyes that made him feel warm.

"You gotta hold your hand out flat." Malon said, smiling. "Here." She said, gently taking his hand and flattening his palm. Time blushed, but let her guide his hand out, his palm flat and full of grass. The foul started to eat, munching away. Malon giggled, making his heart soar. "My, she likes you. She usually trys to run when Father or I get close. How did she even get out of the barn?"

"Really?" Time asked, smiling a bit, attention back on the horse. "What's her name?"

"Epona. I named her after the patron of horses." She said with a smile, face pink as she leaned on the fence, smiling and watching the two. "Hey, I was wondering. . .Would you like to go get something to eat with me tomorrow if I don't get grounded?" She asked, making Time turn with a blush. "There's a nice diner I know down town."

"Yea." Time said, butterflies in his stomach again. "I'd love to-"

"YOU RAT! GET AWAY FROM MY DAUGHTER!" The angry voice of Malon's father yelled. The two turned and saw the angry man running towards them. Within a flash, both teenagers ran to Time's father's truck and hopped in. Time turned the key in the ignition, heart pounding hard, adrenaline pumping as the engine roared to life. He placed an arm over Malon's body to keep her from flying forward as he put the truck in reverse, turning and speeding away, her father roaring at them as he drove through the dirt road in high speeds. Malon was laughing, looking back with a huge smile on her face. Time grinned, speeding still. He looked to the side at Malon, noticing Epona chasing them through the field and he smiled, feeling alive, the adrenalin in his veins, Malon in the truck with him.

They hit the road and Malon was still laughing. Time stopped the truck, noticing Epona near the road. Within a minute the foul was in the back of the ruck and Time started driving, heart pounding as he laughed with Malon. He had stolen Mr. Talon's daughter and one of his horse's in just one night.

Time slowed down, the laughter dying down, the truck now going at reasonable speeds as he grabbed the pie with one hand from the seat behind him and gave it to Malon, a fork on top too.

"Would you like to share some pie with me?" He asked, grinning ear to ear.

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I HAD SO MUCH FUN WRITING THIS! it is so much easier to write on a laptop-

hehehe Malon and Time fluff, enjoy!

[skyloftian-nutcase]

*falls through your window, soaking wet and covered in mud and leaves and what you are going to say it strawberry syrup*

*limps storms into your kitchen, muttering angrily, and starts eating all your oatmeal creme pies. Angry muttering continues*

Do I… need to call one of the healthcare boys?

Save one oatmeal cream pie for me! 😂

[honey-minded-hivemind]

Valentine's Day with Platonic Yan Marvel and Reader:

🧋Platonic yanderes and Reader together on Valentine's Day would be having a pretty good time. Who needs romantic love, when you have familial love, agape love, and every person under the sun who sees you as either their kid/friend/foe/sibling/rival? Who better to show you love and care than them, who know you so well and have helped you (sometimes without your knowledge)?

🍫Chocolates are definitely shared. Truffles with all sorts of fillings, from cherries and raspberry jam to strawberry creme and vanilla creme and orange creme, even caramels, peanut butter, nuts, toffee, marshmallow, whatever you and them like, it's eaten. Not to mention other treats, such as brownies, cookies, cupcakes, cakes, and pie, covered in hearts and swirls and sprinkles in shades of red, pink, white, and gold. Reader definitely snuck the platonic yans a box of their preferred candies.

🍒When it comes to activities, there are plenty to partake in. Watching a movie together (Reader loves Titanic, not for the love story, but for the boat itself. The platonic yan couples can enjoy the romance if they want, just leave the make-out sessions for closed doors while they're around Reader), going out to eat (Reader knows a good seafood place, and if their platonic yan friends/parents/family don't enjoy seafood, they know a place that has wonderful steaks and potatoes, even a good 1950s-inspired diner, too!), and just enjoying a walk through the park or visiting a zoo or aquarium (seeing all the beautiful plants and environments is calming, and Reader can't resist seeing animals, no matter what they are)...

🧁Hugging is initiated. Reader doesn't care, they're hugging their friends/family/foes. And they get hugged back. Of course, hugging leads to tickling leads to cuddling. Reader just enjoys giving hugs and being near the people who care about them, and who they care about in return. And it's not like Reader forgot about what they like. Reader gifts them whatever caught their interest, be it a piece of jewelry, a book, a stuffed animal, tools, a favorite drink (the best they can do for the adults who like alcohol is alcohol-infused truffles)...

🍓And you can bet the platonic yans got Reader a gift, too!

🍑Be it a plushie, their favorite book or movie, a treat, or even a friendship bracelet or necklace, they give it to Reader, hoping they like it... And are rewarded with a large hug, and warm Reader.

🍰The Reader falls asleep with the platonic yans, after watching a movie together, everyone having pleasant, loved-filled dreams...

🥞(When they all wake up in the morning, Reader makes pancakes, because they all should have pancakes)

(Happy Valentine's Day, hivelings!💛🧡🍯🐝💖)

[kazuyummy]

🧁 dessert moodboards!

hi dear friends, i've been itching to make some moodboards and thought this would be such a sweet theme! read the instructions below and ask away!

rules: one moodboard per person (for now) so please be off anon (or stay anon but dm me what you requested - otherwise i'll delete the ask). i'd also appreciate if you gave me a follow if you request smth 🥰 fandoms: haikyuu, diamond no ace, attack on titan, hunter x hunter, jujutsu kaisen, my hero academia, tokyo revengers, chainsaw man, shokugeki no souma, demon slayer step one. give me either your self-ship or one character to make the moodboard for. if it's a character, i'll likely get a manga image of them and change colour accordingly, and if it's a self-ship, likely a generic couple picture lmao (or if you have art that would match feel free to dm it but no guarantee i'll use it if i can't fit it in the theme) step two. choose your top three desserts - i will only be doing one moodboard per dessert (first come first serve - but can do the same character multiple times) so if your top choice is taken, i'll go to the next one, etc. feel free to specify a flavour, otherwise i'll make my own choice (ex: if you say cake, i'm gonna choose a specific type like birthday cake) step three. bon appetit! enjoy your dessert 🍧💖

how 'bout some dessert ideas? you are NOT limited to this list - choose anything sweet that your heart desires!

🍰 strawberry shortcake 🍰 macarons 🍰 tiramisu 🍰 blueberry pie 🍰 halo halo 🍰 carrot cake 🍰 madeleines 🍰 sno-cones 🍰 yule log 🍰 panna cotta 🍰 creme brulee 🍰 banana bread 🍰 trifles 🍰 neopolitan ice cream 🍰 chocolate-covered strawberries 🍰 ice cream sundae 🍰 crepes 🍰 key lime pie 🍰 mont-blanc 🍰 s'mores 🍰 lemon cupcakes 🍰 baked alaska 🍰 poached pears 🍰 taro cheesecake 🍰 mango bubble tea 🍰 nanaimo bars 🍰 peach cookies 🍰 egg tarts 🍰

🧁 slots / desserts taken (those in pink are finished):

halo halo - miyuki x cee

red velvet cake - kirishima for nem

tiramisu - tendou for deru

banana bread - aki for dym

@meggsngrits - lemon cake

@ricecrispiebirb - macarons

@heroesfan101 - chocolate truffles

@ricewaves - cream puffs

open

open

might add more if i have the energy & time (and depending on how this goes ehehe)

dividers from here (closest i could get to credit)

[anonymous-badger-238]

30 questions

I'm just gonna answer a few questions again. Found this from @nuklearis-sutotok at here.

Ok so here we go

1: What song makes you feel better?

Superhero by Guiano

2: What is your go-to comfort show?

Abbott Elementary probably. It's really funny.

3: Reading or writing? Why?

Huh that's hard I like both

4: What's your favorite feeling?

That feeling when you come home from a long day of school and swim practice, and after you shower you can just flop down on your bed and relax

5: How do you like to take care of yourself?

Idk I like brushing my hair and doing skincare and stuff, but in a "mental" kind of way it'd definitely be making covers and music videos.

6: What’s your favorite candle scent?

That pear one I bought for 20 dollars at a World Market because there was a huge Black Friday sale

7: Who do you feel most like yourself around?

My IRL friend group, and also these people in this one Discord server (there are like 4 of you who know what I'm talking about)

8: What's a fabric/texture that’s nostalgic for you?

Sequins. Reminds me of when I was in 2nd or 3rd grade and there was this whole trend where all the girls would show up in "flip shirts".

9: Best childhood moment?

Wow there are so many but it's hard to choose just 1. Probably when I rode Splash Mountain at Disney World for the first time. I was eight and me and my dad had to wait two hours but it was soooo worth it.

10: When was the last time you laughed so hard you cried? (or just felt really good afterwards)

This one time I was crying over something so my sister showed me funny pictures of politicians and then I laughed so hard I cried again.

11: Do you have a comfort item? Tell us about it!

This one infinity cube that I fidget with whenever I'm bored or doing homework.

12: What calms you down?

Just closing my eyes and resting on my bed on a Saturday morning and just not thinking about anything in particular. Of course there are those four months of the year where my relaxation will be interrupted by the sounds of the college football games on TV...

13: Bath or shower to relax?

My house doesn't even have a bathtub so I'm gonna have to go with showers. Particularly cold showers.

14: What's something upcoming that you’re excited for?

I'll be going on vacation soon.

15: Comfort food?

Fettuccine Alfredo with Costco's rotisserie chicken.

16: What's something you want to create soon?

I have a ridiculous amount of music videos I have to create. But I'm looking forward to doing the Alvarez/Mental Chainsaw one.

17: How do you feel best loved?

I don't know honestly.

18: What age in life do you think you’ll feel most yourself at?

Probably when I'm 30 or something.

19: Have you ever written or received a love letter?

LOL nope

20: Tell us about a memory you hold close to your heart.

The Splash Mountain one definitely but also that one time me and my family were going river tubing and then it started pouring so I vlogged it.

21: Tea, Coffee, or hot cocoa?

Coffee probably. My usual is a strawberry creme frappe from Starbucks. (Plus a donut.)

22: Name of your favorite playlist?

The Blaze-List. For reference, that is the one I created a really long time ago and I still update it to include my current favorite songs. No wonder.

23: Have you ever received flowers?

I don't remember.

24: Who is your best friend?

This one person I met in fourth grade, lost touch with, and then got back in touch with again

25: If your soul was a color, what would it be?

Honestly, I'm still trying to figure that out.

26: If you could live anywhere with anyone you want, where would it be and who would you bring?

I'd like to live in downtown Seattle with my sister. DC would be great too.

27: Do you like to garden? Have you ever grown something?

I just don't seem to have a green thumb LOL.

28: What are you proudest of?

This one paper I spent a really long time working on. Or my cover of Amanojaku which I'm really happy with the way it turned out.

29: Are you a kind person?

I don't know. I try to be kind to people whenever I can, though.

30: What do your hobbies look like?

Reading especially about WWII/Cold War history and nuclear chemistry, writing short stories, singing, making music videos, playing Pokemon, etc. etc. etc.

Anyways I guess I should ping someone but whatever

[centrally-unplanned]

When I lived in Wuhan, I had a favourite noodle stand. The lady there just cooked that lao mein so well, covered in oil and spices; hubei cuisine is just so good on the spices, its not overwhelming like sichuan food and its hua jiao, but its still intense as all hell. Throw in all the green onions and radish you need, and of course two eggs cracked right into the wok, flash fried with all the spice and oil packed inside.

I would take this noodle dish home, but I would stop by a little vendor stall first, and get a pack of these chinese brand creme savers - hard candies that were 50% milk, 50% strawberry. And for dinner, before I would start in on the noodles, I would pop a candy in my mouth and hold it in there as I ate. Every flavour profile was suddently there - spice, carb, veggie, umami, protein, dairy, sugar, but with the right balance, you controlled the balance; want more sweet move the candy to the tongue, want more protein grab more egg. Pair this with a green tea and the entire universe is in this dish assembled from 10 yuan and a five minute trip to the market street.

Its all been downhill from there man.

[funnyfooddatabase]

Universal Orlando Resort Pride Month Offerings

Food AND Drink

Type of Funny Food: Seasonal

Introduced: June 2023

Location: Universal Orlando Resort

During the month of June in 2023, Universal Orlando Resort offered a number of pride-related food and drink at their parks and CityWalk shopping and dining center.

For food, this included:

the Pride Shake at Toothsome's Chocolate Emporium, a milkshake made with Fruity Pebbles ice cream topped with Nerds and Nerds Rope candy, whipped cream, and a slice of rainbow-colored cake,

the Pride Petit Cake at Croissant Moon Bakery and San Francisco Pastry Company, a layered combo of rainbow cake and Fruity Pebbles-flavored frosting all topped with a rope of rainbow sour candy,

the Pride Bar at Voodoo Doughnut, a yeast bar covered in rainbow and white icing and filled with Bavarian cream,

the Pride Cake at the Today Cafe, a slightly larger version of the cake at Toothsome's,

and the Pride Roll at Cowfish, a dessert sushi made with sweet rice filled with lemon curd, strawberry compote, and vanilla cheesecake and topped with kiwi, mango, pop rocks, cantaloupe, and strawberry.

For drinks, multiple venues across the resort, such as Bob Marley - A Tribute to Freedom and Red Cocunut Club offered themed cocktails. These were Rainbow Vacation (a layered cocktail of coco cream, orange bitters, mango, pineapple, lime juice, and turmeric topped with dragonfruit boba and Bitter Truth's Creme de Violette float) and Blue Dazzle (New Amsterdam gin, St. Germaine liqueur, simple syrup, lemon juice, edible blue glitter, mint, and cucumber).

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Image of the Pride Shake is mine! Was soooo good- already miss it. Image of the drink list is also mine, though I'm not a drinker so I didn't order any of the themed alcohol!

[ferinehuntress]

˚ * ˙ ⭒ ⊱ MUSE DETAILS .

◈　𝐀𝐧𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐥　 ⋯　Snow Leopard ◈　𝐅𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫　 ⋯　Lavandula ◈　𝐒𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭　 ⋯　An exotic warm scent of Black Orchid with a soft sensual scent of Jasmine oil mixed with warm undertone sandalwood and amber. Only body wash she uses ever. ◈　𝐂𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐞　 ⋯　None, she hates coffee ◈　𝐓𝐞𝐚　 ⋯　Either warm or cold, spiced chai with a mixture of cool milk and dashed with cinnamon powder or a stick of cinnamon ◈　𝐃𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐤　 ⋯　Tends to drink different kind of fruit drinks, her favorite being orange juice or a type of fruit punch mix. ◈　𝐀𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐜 𝐛𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐞　 ⋯　Mulled Wine, mixed with hints of spice and cinnamon, dash of orange in red wine. Or Scotch Whisky, a smokey wood flavor, with a touch of sweetness and the slight fruity taste as well, plus the spices. ◈　𝐅𝐨𝐨𝐝　 ⋯　Must also have some kind of meat. Tends to lean into minced bolognese speghetti or a sirloin meat sandwich. ◈　𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐭　 ⋯　Red Velvet cupcakes, topped with vanilla creme icing and sprinkled with some cinnamon. ◈　𝐀𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠　 ⋯　Tends to wear button up shirts and pants, also with thigh high boots (low heels). ALWAYS wearing a holster with her pistol on her right side. Colors vary from white, black, blue, purple, or silver. NEVER Navy Blue anymore. ◈　𝐂𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐲　 ⋯　Chocolate covered strawberries, a hard exterior and sweet soft interior. ◈　𝐋𝐞𝐟𝐭 𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭-𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝　 ⋯　ambidextrous; but primarily left handed. ◈　𝐒𝐥𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐲 𝐨𝐫 𝐧𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠　 ⋯　Neat yet slightly wild; a mix of proper penship taught from ehr former education but dashed with wild expressive movement to show her own personal choices. ◈　𝐂𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐲 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞　 ⋯　Clean house, but chaotic organization of her room. Tends to leave papers, folders, and books scattered around when she's busy but she always knows where everything is despite the mess. ◈　𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐫 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭　 ⋯　Night, she is a snow leopard vastaya, who hunt at twilight and night, and sleep during the day. ◈　𝐓𝐚𝐬𝐤 𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐲 𝐨𝐫 𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐭𝐞　 ⋯　Done when they are done; whether early or last minute all depends on the situation at hand. ◈　𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐠𝐞　 ⋯　Of the five, Caitlyn primarily is physical touch with a secondary of quality time. However, she has a six love language with Vi that is unique only to themselves that no one understands. ◈　𝐁𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐭 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭　 ⋯　No. caitlyn does not believe in fate or the idea of love at first sight. Love is hard earned and well kept, learning a person before you can fall in love.

◈　𝐀𝐧𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐥　 ⋯　Tiger ◈　𝐅𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫　 ⋯　Violeae ◈　𝐒𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭　 ⋯　A natural smoky scent, with the touches of warm wood, earthy cedar and undertones of leather. ◈　𝐂𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐞　 ⋯　None, Vi doesn't like the bitterness of Coffee. ◈　𝐓𝐞𝐚　 ⋯　Sweet tea, often super sweet cold tea, or she tends to favor spice chai teas with some milk. ◈　𝐃𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐤　 ⋯　flavored water, typically orange or pineapple. Tends to lean to citrus flavors ◈　𝐀𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐜 𝐛𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐞　 ⋯　Brandy, tends to favor the ones that have notes of cinnamon, vanilla, a touch of citrus and warm to the taste ◈　𝐅𝐨𝐨𝐝　 ⋯　In Zaun, she tended to eat lots of fish or octopus (avoided teh 'special meat' she use to ahve to eat) but now she prefers thick steaks or meat sandwiches. ◈　𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐭　 ⋯　Cookies n' Cream ice cream or some triple chocolate cake topped with chocolate shavings. ◈　𝐀𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠　 ⋯　Leather jackets and baggy pants for easier movement and agility. Comfortable shirts (no sleeves unless absolutely nessecary). ◈　𝐂𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐲　 ⋯　Mint chocolate or silky milk chocolate bars ◈　𝐋𝐞𝐟𝐭 𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭-𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝　 ⋯　Left Handed ◈　𝐒𝐥𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐲 𝐨𝐫 𝐧𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠　 ⋯　Its considered sloppy though still easily read, bold, slightly right slanted. She only knows how to write because Vander taught her to read and write. ◈　𝐂𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐲 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞　 ⋯　Vi tends to have a cluttered messy home, but easy to walk in. ◈　𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐫 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭　 ⋯　Night, Tiger are twilight and night hunters and tend to rest during the day. ◈　𝐓𝐚𝐬𝐤 𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐲 𝐨𝐫 𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐭𝐞　 ⋯　Task? what task? She just does whatever needs to be done when its ready to do. She tends to get easily distracted and jump from task to task. ◈　𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐠𝐞　 ⋯　Physical touch as she is very touch starved, with a secondary language of acts of service. She has a sixth love language shared with Caitlyn that cannot be done with anyone else. ◈　𝐁𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐭 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭　 ⋯　No. Vi has never believed in love at first sight and believes its a fairy tale told to the rich to make them feel all lovey dovey. Even her relationship with Caitlyn was not love at first sight and had to be developed with time.

❥ 𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐃 𝐁𝐘　 ⋯ 　@jynxd, @zaunseye, @shimmerbeasts, @blackrosesmatron, and @playgroundmonsters ❥ 𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐆　 ⋯　anyone who wants to. I think everyone I know has done this, so just steal it from me.

[bitbybitwrites]

If I Can Make Your Heart My Home - Recipe and Song list - Chp 7, 8 and 9

Here is the music/recipe wrap-up for chapters 7, 8, and 9.

You can see the info under the cover art by @datshitrandom

Some spoilers are below, so if you'd like to read the fic first, click here

Click below for the recipe and song lists for:

Chapters 1, 2 and 3

Chapters 4, 5 and 6

To see the YouTube playlist for the fic, click here.

Chapter 7

Blaine's performance at the charity dinner

Victoria Sponge Cake ( Blaine's comfort food made by his Nana)

Chapter 8

The music Blaine plays at Bethesda Fountain

The mini Victoria Sponge cakes Kurt brings to Blaine as a present

The dog treats Kurt makes for Schubert

Chapter 9

Mood music for the chapter:

I'd like to think that if this fic was a movie or TV show and I was scoring it, the tea room would always be associated with classical music played on the piano.

1.) The first piece - Classical piano piece but a bit ominous, made me think of Sebastian's visit and how the staff was not looking forward to it

2.)The second piece - the frenetic pace made me think of Chandler's high-end energy confrontation with Kurt in the kitchen

3.)The third piece - Since Blaine is obviously associated with the cello in this fic, here we bring both of Kurt's two worlds together in a piano and cello selection. The piece is joyous and bouncy and made me think of how excited and happy Kurt is now that he and Blaine are going on their first date soon.

The creme patissiere that Sebastian ruins on purpose

The mini fruit tarts Kurt was in process of making

The black sesame Creme Brulee that Chandler recommends:

Thanks again to everyone who has been reading the story! 💖💖💖

Chapter 10 will be posted soon!

[mariacallous]

For those fortunate souls who have wandered the picturesque streets of Lisbon — or those who may have indulged in a bit too much Instagram scrolling — you’ve certainly come across the iconic pastel de nata (aka pastéis de nata). Its perfection lies in a buttery, flaky crust, a custard filling, and the tantalizing taste of singed, caramelized edges. Unfortunately, obtaining this famed treat demands an extra dose of patience, standing in lengthy queues, often behind eager French tourists.

As a devotee of all things sweet and creamy, yet harboring a strong disdain for queues and appearing in others’ TikTok recordings, I am thrilled tell you about a hidden gem of Portuguese desserts: bolas de Berlim (Berlin balls), or Berliners, a delicious treat with a rich Jewish history. 

Much like its renowned counterpart, the illustrious pastel de nata, bolas de Berlim boasts an egg cream filling. However, what sets it apart is its delightful fried donut-like shell. Displayed proudly in shop windows, gas stations and dimly lit bars filled with grumpy middle-aged men watching soccer on high volume, this pastry can be found everywhere. 

While a year-round delight, the demand for bolas de Berlim peaks during the summer months, especially on Lisbon’s sun-kissed beaches, where vendors skillfully cater to sunbathers seeking a sweet seaside indulgence.

Renowned food critic Fortunato da Câmara captures the essence of bolas de Berlim‘s popularity, asserting, “Just as there are no pastry shops in Portugal without pastéis de nata, there are no beaches without bolas de Berlim.”

And the fascinating Jewish story? 

According to historian Irene Flunser Pimentel, bolas de Berlim were introduced to Portugal by a Jewish family seeking refuge during World War II. The Davidsohn family, fleeing from Hamburg in northern Germany, arrived in Portugal on October 6, 1935, before the outbreak of the war. The tale is chronicled in Pimentel’s 2006 book, “Jews in Portugal during World War II,” where Ruth Davidsohn, a Jewish refugee and the protagonist of this narrative, is interviewed by sociologist Christa Heinrich, a collaborator of Pimentel.

Amid the war, Jewish refugees in Portugal worked in various ways to make ends meet. The Davidsohn family ventured into the business of selling cakes to Germans living in Portugal. At that time, bolas de Berlim were fried as they are today, but Ruth Davidsohn filled them with berry, strawberry or raspberry jam. This was typical of the Berliners (aka Krapfen) eaten in Germany, write Gabrielle Rossmer Gropman and Sonya Gropman in “The German-Jewish Cookbook.” Jews ate these yeasted donuts filled with fruit jam at Hanukkah, while non-Jewish Germans ate them during New Year celebrations. 

According to Étienne Roeder, soon after Portuguese bakeries started making the Berliners themselves, the traditional jam-based filling was replaced with egg cream. “Since the jam filling was not very well received by the Portuguese, it was soon replaced by the creme pasteleiro,” he writes. 

Less than a decade after the Davidsohn family’s arrival, several commercial establishments in Lisbon were serving these delectable treats to the public. Hermann Grab, a Hungarian music critic and writer, even references a café on Avenida da Liberdade, where patrons would enjoy Berliners covered in sugar syrup, paired with cold tea.

While the details of the Davidsohn family’s departure from Portugal remain uncertain, it is believed that, like many Jewish families from Germany at the time, they eventually emigrated to the United States. The legacy of bolas de Berlim, however, endures in Portugal, a testament to the sweet intersection of history and culinary delight.