#eotp spicy

[british-randyjade-reblogs]

Last song: Burning pile - mother mother

Fav colour: chaos pink/teal

Last show: The amazing digital circus (if it counts)

Sweet savoury spicy: y e s

Relationship status: Dating, but we say we are married (we aren't 👍)

Last thing I googled: Shades of orange

Current obsession: ocs, mainly my own universe (EOTP) and TADC

Open tags!

tagged by @elvesdragonsanddarkmagic but I always feel weird continuing the long reblog chain lmao

Last song: Kleptomainacrow by Madilyn Mei

Fav colour: orange, even though people look at me like I'm insane when I say it lmao... looking at orange things just makes me happy, I'm sad when there's a choice of colors for something and orange isn't one :c

Last show: I've been catching random episodes of Taskmaster or Apothecary Diaries that spouse is watching? Probably doesn't count, so last full show I sat down to watch was Ahsoka and oof, not worth it.

Sweet/savoury/spicy: usually sweet but I just ate an entire bag of cheeto puffs and I buy the big bottles of sriracha so idk all three

Relationship status: married (12 years today, actually! Did I seriously forget my own anniversary until just now? .......... yes)

Last thing I googled: "sex bomb skating," don't @ me I was looking for Evgeni Plushenko's 2002 routine last night for reasons that made total sense at the time and I couldn't remember his name

Current obsession: being obnoxious af about The Dragon Prince, also that old man(tm)... no, not that one, the other old man... look, he's the one who's actually older than 45-ish, I don't know what to tell you

@sarasade @thrandilf @its-leethee @konmaao3 and anyone else who hasn't been tagged already and is always all up in my notes but I feel awkward calling out because we've got more of a "brief nod while passing each other in the hallway" relationship and going straight to "tell me your google search history" is a bit of an escalation

[aria-i-adagio]

Echoes of the Past: Day 10, Cuisine

Dema is... not a good cook.  She’s essentially useless in the kitchen, and with Asra being a rather adept cook who can literally make a decent meal out of anything (personal headcanon), she never learned.  This failing created all sorts of mistakes and one or two small fires once Asra left during the plague.  Post plague, when Asra leaves, she relies on food stalls in the market and Artemis + Selasi for meals.

Despite frequently forgetting to eat when she’s hypomanic/manic, she very much likes food and will try pretty much anything once.  Moderately spicy things are among her favorites, and she doesn’t mind pushing herself to try something very spicy every now and then.  She developed a bit of a drinking problem while in school, and never really kicked it after she moved to Vesuvia.  The Plague didn’t help.  That addiction stuck with her even after she was brought back from the dead.

Excerpt from “Leaden Trumpets Spit the Soot of Power”

Four years ago.  January.

“It's gauche.”

“Have you ever met Lucio?  Of course, it's gauche.  Everything about him is gauche.”

“Well, okay, this is extra gauche.”  I shook the rinse water from the kale I had picked earlier and flipped the leaves over to cut out the toughest parts of the ribs.  Asra had a trick of caramelizing the greens with onions that I hadn't quite figured out yet, but the batch I fixed the night before had been closer to his.  If I defined closer as merely edible.  Maybe I'd get the proportions of onion and garlic right this time.  Or the level of heat.  Or any of the other possible variables.

“But you'll still come with me, right?”

Julian - even more useless than I am in the kitchen - leaned against the counter, watching me roll the leaves and chop them into wide strips.  Even with half the city dead or dying, the Count was still planning to host a multi-night masquerade for his birthday.  And apparently, the Count insisted on Julian's attendance.

“It just doesn't seem right.”  I tossed a handful of the kale into the skillet and jumped back as the grease crackled and splattered everywhere.  Ah well.  At least I had managed to saute the onions and garlic instead of burning them.  Progress.  “Besides, how will he even know if you're there?  Everyone's in masks and there are a lot of people.  Just spin some lie about missing him if he asks later.”

“He'll know.”

“Why's he so obsessed with you?”  I grabbed a pinch of salt from the cellar by the stove and sprinkled it over the greens.  I hadn't cooked them with salt last night and adding it at the table hadn't made them taste right.  The baker told me this morning that when you add the salt does matter, as it draws water out of the vegetables and changes how they actually cook.  “If someone cut off my arm, I probably wouldn't much care to see them again.”

“I didn't actually cut off his arm.  Hell, they, uh, still barely trusted me to carry off amputated limbs.”

“I stand corrected.  If someone walked off with my arm that had just been . . . Good lord, this conversation got weird.”

Julian groaned and covered his face with his hands.  “We had, um, a thing for a while.  I was young and stupid, and really, he wasn’t bad to me . . .”

“Seriously?”

Julian nods at me, eyelids flickering with apprehension.

“Okay, so the Count is an ex-lover from back when you were both mercenaries, and he’s decided he’s interested in you again?”

“Didn’t quite know if or how to tell you.  Um, I mean, I'm not interested in him, not now, ugh . . .”

“Should I be jealous and threatened?”  I reach up and touch his chin.  Nothing to be gained from jumping at the shadow of each former lover.  We could play at that game for a long time between the two of us.  “I mean, I can fake it if you want.”  

A huge, relieved sigh leaves Julian’s chest, and I feel his lips press against the top of my head.  “Sorry.  I should have told you before; it’s just an overwhelming amount of awkward, you know, with Lu being well, Lu.  But I'd still rather not piss him off.”

“And you need me there because -?  I’m not mad at you.  I just really don’t think he should be throwing a party right now.”

“Can't I just want to see you in a pretty dress?”  He looped an arm around my waist, spun me away from the stove, and dipped me back.  “And if I'm dancing I'd much rather dance with you.”

“So you need me to come to keep you safe from the big scary count?”

Julian affected a pout.  “Pretty please.”

“Oh, all right.  I'll go.”

He laughed and picked me up again, kissing each of my cheeks, then my mouth.  I smacked him with a wooden spatula until he put me down.  The greens had already started to burn.  I push them around with the spatula, then grab a towel that’s already been scorched multiple times to lift them off the heat.  Too late.  Probably still edible though if I'm careful to leave the charred bits in the skillet.

At least the cornbread hadn’t burned.  And it actually rose this time, thanks to some fresh baking powder that Selasi had slipped me with a laugh when I complained to him that I could have used my last attempt as a lethal weapon.  With that improvement and a bit of goat cheese, I’d traded eggs for, the meal was almost worth eating.  Not that Julian has ever complained. 

“I do have something I can wear.  It's just, maybe a bit daring.”

“Oho?  I like the sound of that.”  He folded his hands under his chin and stared intently across the table at me.  “Can I see?”

“That's actually a good idea.”

“I had a good idea?”

“Yes, I should make sure it still fits.”  I glanced away and then looked back at Julian with half-lidded eyes.  “And it's a bit easier to get into with two people.  Well, maybe not easier.  More fun.”

“Now, I really like the sound of this.”

“Of course you do.  Lech.”

[nabesthetics]

Lucio might need a moment.

I’ve been skipping days because uni is being pretty intense right now, but this? This is an image I’ve had in my head for weeks, I had to draw it.

EotP day 10: Cuisine

do they have any sort of relationship with food?

Alastor sure has a, uh, relationship with it.

Echoes of the Past prompt list @arcana-echoes​

The guy’s taste perception is somewhat different from a regular human’s, so when it comes to animals, as long as it’s not spoiled? Edible. Sure, he has preferences, like forest deer and most sea fish, both of which were a large part of his family’s diet. But he’s really not a picky eater. The fact that he’s pretty resistant or straight up immune to most natural poisons and venom helps a lot, too.

He’s a lot more picky with plants and processed food, as his body is significantly less dependent on those, so he goes after textures he likes, as well as raw fruits/veggies on the sweeter side. Alastor tried all sorts of food on his travels, though rarely bothered with anything “fancy” and expensive, so has a taste for more simple or street food, for the lack of perspective. Al likes baking for the process of it, but doesn’t really eat the baked goods unless he’s got a company to enjoy them with.

Bonus fact: Alastor barely feels capsaicin, so doesn’t really get the concept of “spicy” food. Asra and he have a blast pranking people by eating all the stuff most can’t handle.

[arcana-echoes]

Hey! I was asking if there's an age limit, like if itd 18+ or available to everyone. Thanks!

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