#firecakes

[tarochimochi]

FEMSLASH FEBRUARY DAY 5 WITH LEAFPIE! Their growing on me alot

(Link is safe as always it’s just the song i looped)

(Leafpie was requested by @cdmodule)

[ask-astf-characters]

sorry for hitting you with a chair

have a mini galeforce

don't make him cry hes sensitive

{Since you sent this ask twice I got a lil confused at this}

RHM: ... *Quiet grumbles* Don't want a mini government prick... shitty apology...

[epellucid]

via

[plasticfreckles]

🪶 rookanis origin story feat. davrin enjoy 🪶

"Is anyone else hungry? Maybe I should cook something."

Lucanis doesn't even get to finish his sentence before the sound of Rook's rumbling tummy drowns his words out entirely. So that's a yes on the question.

Rook wraps both arms over her belly, her blush even visible on her tan skin in the candlelight.

Davrin says something to her, but Lucanis' mind is already on the food. The dough he'd made in the morning should be good to go; if there's still some lardon left, maybe a firecake.

Rook sits down in the chair next to Davrin, kicks off her sage green friulanes and pulls up her legs to hug her knees as she answers.

"Neve and Harding didn't tell you about our hunt for Solas, then?"

Funny how her voice halts all other thoughts in his mind and makes him hone in on the sound of it, now.

"They don't tell it the way you would."

She hides her shy smile behind her knees.

"I mean, it ended with the elven god of lies in my head. Is that enough to win the 'worst job' contest?"

"You're joining us, then?" Rook nods, then hits her chin on her kneecap so hard it audibly knocks her teeth together. She holds her jaw in both hands like a scraped elbow.

"Fine," Lucanis says, and puts down his coffee cup. "I'll cook something, if Rook's staying."

"Oh, you don't have to cook just because I'm here," Rook mumbles into her fingers. "I was gonna get some fruit and chocolate to melt."

He doesn't tell her his mind about cooking was made up the second she walked through the door.

"It's no trouble. I have some overdue dough sitting around, anyway."

"Can I help?"

"No, no. You sit down. Let me get you some juice." Davrin groans and takes a generous swig of sugar rum straight from the bottle.

Lucanis had forgotten he's even there.

"Gods, you two are gross."

Lucanis can feel Rook's eyes on him as he walks to his dough basket, and knows the way she's relaxing into her seat, hears the playfulness in her voice as she retorts.

"We're not doing anything!" A creak, as someone leans over and plucks some fruit from the platter. The sound of the fabric makes him think it's Rook; satin snagging on woodsplint.

"Exactly. Don't even wanna know what you get up to when you're alone."

"What we're getting up to when we're alone is no business of yours!" Her tone simmers down. "Lucanis, could you pass me the blanket, since you're already up, please?"

"You're sitting on it." Lucanis sets down her quince juice, steadies her with a hand on her elbow as she hovers mid-air and pulls the fabric out from under herself. Davrin groans again and takes another sip of rum.

"Rook," Davrin says, after both of them hover near each other for an amount of time it became awkward even to Lucanis, who needs to share her space like he needs air to breathe. "Antaam. Go."

Rook does that elf thing with her eyes, where she both blinks and flicks her irises back and forth at such an odd pace he can witness both actions frame per frame. She's annoyed with Davrin. When Lucanis returns to his kitchentop, to roll out his dough and spread the cream ferment on it, she settles back into her chair and fidgets with the tassels on her blanket.

"Well, I got off a contract, went back to the Diamond, and passed these unreasonably large Antaam rounding up civilians. Asked them why."

"You asked the Antaam why they rounded up people of the city they occupy?"

Rook sniffs. Lucanis wants to sniff, too, but for him, it's because of the shallots he's chopping up. First Trevisan batch of the year is always so full of oils.

"No. I asked the civilians. We were close to the canal openings, just outside Drowned Treviso, so I figured they were begging for scraps or peddling what little belongings they had left."

"That's a shit reason to arrest somebody," Davrin replies, as though the Wardens have any leverage to judge people's arrests.

"Yeah, but at least it is a reason. Someone somewhere cared enough about - I don't know, reputation or some shit - to pull some half-cocked explanation out of their ass. Even if it's just I never fucked a knife-ear and you're unfortunately the first one I came across." There's a familiar bitterness in her words that makes Lucanis turn from his firecake and look at her.

He's the human heir to the First Talon of the Antivan Crows. He tends to forget the hardships of others - especially elves that aren't under Crow protection.

"But no. Nothing. No reason at all. Girl I asked was hysterical. The Antaam closest to us smacked her so hard she went flying. Broke her nose landing and everything. And then I lost it." Rook laughs, suddenly, glances over at Lucanis, flour on his fingers and holding onto the ovenpaddle.

"Imagine being an Antaam occupying Treviso and not knowing how to deal with Crows. Five Oxmen twice my height in under three minutes. Personal record."

Davrin whistles. Rook carries on without a care. Oh, not an uncomfortable laugh, then. Lucanis returns to shoving the firecakes in the oven.

"Anyway, it turns out - Lucanis, what are you doing? I thought you said snacks, not second dinner."

"Coffee," he replies, shrugging. Some of the water in the kettle spills to the floor. "The residual heat from the oven will make the water boil faster."

"What are you making, anyway?"

When Rook wanders over to the stove, Davrin trails behind her.

"Firecakes. I had some sourdough leftover from the bread. Quick and easy."

"Wicked."

Davrin reaches past Lucanis, grabs the cheap white cooking wine from the shelf and retreats back to the coffee table.

"Rook. What did it turn out?"

"Hmm?" She tears her eyes away from Lucanis' forearms. What is it with her and his forearms? It makes him both relieved and ashamed he hasn't inherited the Dellamortes' extra hairy arms.

"Before you got your eyes stuck on your boytoy like teens in the hay-" Rook scoffs. Lucanis could swear she rolls her ears as well as her eyes. "You said your Losing It turned something out. What was it?"

"Oh." She takes the seasondish and walks back over. She sits back in her seat, but Davrin's no longer in his - he'd moved over, so Rook and himself could sit together.

Lucanis might just get him a good wine next time he goes for groceries.

"Turns out a couple of those folks rounded up by the Antaam were in fact planted by the Talons. They were supposed to figure out where their cells are."

"That sounds like a suicide mission."

"I agree." When Lucanis presents her with a plate of firecake, she spares him a small, grateful smile that somehow outshines the Rivaini sun on polished gold. "Think that I actually said that in front of the other Talons was what got Viago to oust me. Of course I mess up one time and that's when he decides to get a big head about stabbing his own mother."

"He killed his own mother?"

Rook and Lucanis shrug in unison. He knows this without looking over to her because her shrug moves her blanket and with it, the tassels that Spite started chewing on the second she sat back down. Lucanis hopes she won't notice the wet.

"Normal Crow ascension. Also, not the point of the story. Oh, this is good. The dill really puts a spin on it I didn't expect."

"Well," he says. "Most everything's better with dill on it." Her elbow digs in the skin of his forearm. It hurts, just a little, at the wound that never really healed that he doesn't care to cut back open to properly sew it shut.

Despite it being his dominant hand, he can't close cuts with his right to save anyone's life.

Rook smiles and agrees with him all the same.

"So what is the point of the story?" Davrin doesn't stop eating to ask. His S'es get worn down with his biting off his cake slice while talking.

"Hm? Oh, Varric was with those uprounded folks. Tracked me down and recruited me to hunt down his old pal who needs a stern talking-to. Not like I had anything better to do. Or anywhere else to go."

Lucanis turns to look at her. The kettle's wheezing, and his own firecake slices are growing cold, but it doesn't matter.

Not when his question is burning on his mind like that.

"How did that make you his second-in-command?" Rook leans on his shoulder, without a care in the world. Takes another bite and turns to look up at him.

Lucanis finds he doesn't mind her affections in front of others. He finds he doesn't even know why he would care to.

"Fuck if I know. But it turned out all right in the end. I met you, didn't I?"

How could he mind it, if it drives Davrin up the wall like that?

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powered by i don't know how to feed myself ✌️

davrin seems like the kinda guy to do that bts namjoon pissy jawpop thing ⏬️

the jawpop thing i find so incredibly sexy and due to my rona-induced hyperfixation with bts I've had for like a whole entire year that made me adopt the jawpop thing

[~rina]

[snowfolly]

✨People I’d Like to Know Better✨

Thanks so much for the tag @pursuitseternal !

Last Song: this one… ahh, it’s so beautiful ;u;

Favorite Color: Dusty purples/lavender & such (and black)

Currently Watching: The Rings of Power (although I haven’t caught up on the last several episodes lol)

Last Movie: I honestly can’t remember the last time I sat down to watch a movie ;u;

Sweet/Spicy/Savory: anything but spicy — but I’m eating donuts rn so I’ll go with sweet lol

Current Obsession: I’ve been obsessed with these two idiots for over a year now and I wouldn’t want it any other way

Last Thing I Googled: Firecakes Donuts (insert furby ‘yummmm’ sound)

No pressure tagging: @vixstarria @tragedybunny @confused-butter-toast @coffeeebomb @ollysoxisfree @shanaraharlyah @tallymonster @bardic-inspo and anyone who wants to do the thing ✨

[the-real-john-laurens]

what food do u ppl even eat in the 18th century, like specific meals i mean.

Firecake is a common option.

[falst-suggestions]

whats your favorite color also how do you like your eggs

Blue, and firecaked

[resachii]

Samson

Was a artfight for https://artfight.net/~Firecakes

[ryanbluestone]

Donut Delights: Ryan Bluestone’s Top 5 Donut Makers in Chicago

Donuts, those sweet, pillowy delights, have a special place in the hearts of Chicagoans. The city boasts a very active and interesting donut scene, with shops offering an impressive array of flavors and styles. In this blog, Ryan Bluestone will dive into the world of donuts to uncover the top five donut makers in Chicago. Ryan Bluestone will explore their origins, tantalizing offerings, founders, and the reasons they earned their doughy fame.

1. Doughnut Vault

Doughnut Vault, founded in 2012, is a cozy donut shop that gained recognition for its small-batch, artisanal creations. From classic glazed to inventive flavors like pistachio and hibiscus, they serve up heavenly, freshly made donuts. The shop's founders, Brendan Sodikoff and Chris Pandel, are celebrated for their commitment to quality, making each donut a delectable work of art.

2. Firecakes Donuts

Firecakes Donuts, also opened in 2012, is a gourmet donut shop known for its creative concoctions. Ryan Bluestone notes their menu features mouthwatering choices such as Triple Valrhona Chocolate Cake Donut and Maple Glazed Pineapple & Bacon Donut. Founders Jonathan Fox and Karen Fox appear to be as dedicated to making unique, beautiful donuts as they are to the delicious flavors.

3. Stan's Donuts & Coffee

Stan's Donuts & Coffee has a long history dating back to 1963 when it was founded by Stan Berman. Stan’s offers a great mix of classic donuts and truly inventive specialties. The Biscoff and PB&J Pockets are the two we keep heading back for, but there is something for everyone - including a couple of vegan choices. This donut institution continues to be a beloved part of Chicago's culinary landscape.

4. Do-Rite Donuts

Do-Rite Donuts, like its contemporaries, opened in 2012 and quickly made a name for itself. The founders, Francis Brennan and Jeff Mahin, focus on using only the finest ingredients to create a range of delectable donuts. The breakfast sandwiches can be made on a donut, and we highly recommend trying the Chicken Sausage & Egg this way. The MIchigan Apple Fritter and Blueberry Crumb are outstanding and Do-Rite even offers vegan and gluten-free options. Also, don’t miss the Fried Chicken!

5. Dat Donut

Dat Donut, established in 1993, is a legendary Chicago donut shop known for its colossal Big Dat donut. Their donuts are hand-cut every day, and you’ll have to make the trip to find out what’s on the menu today. Founder Darryl Townson is celebrated for his commitment to providing donut enthusiasts with a hearty, satisfying treat that's as big on flavor as it is on size.

In Conclusion

Chicago's donut shops are more than just places to grab a sweet treat; they're part of the city's culinary fabric. Ryan Bluestone notes that whether you're indulging in gourmet creations at Firecakes Donuts or savoring classic donuts at Stan's Donuts & Coffee, each donut destination on this list brings its unique flair to the world of donuts. These establishments offer more than just delicious pastries; they are gateways to sweet, nostalgic indulgence, inviting locals and visitors to celebrate the joy of a perfect donut in the heart of the Windy City.

[ask-celeste-silvers]

TYSM FOR THE TAG

@theinsanereg-1 @cookicatisdistorted-thsc

@firecake

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Make your ideal room/what you wish your room looked like

(If your ideal room is what you already have, you can just do that too)

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@garlimcbread @themushroomkingsforest @gr3aserzzz-gang and anyone else!

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[ukdamo]

There are no kings in America

Aileen Cassinetto

we are not that kind of country.

We are sanctuary for the hungry,

the homeless, the huddled,

held together by an idea

our immigrant fathers believed in.

Rendered, it meant independence.

Pursued, it kindled war, ordinance,

a fighting chance. Forty thousand

musket balls, by themselves, did not

shape the boundaries on which we

map our days. To draw our borders,

we needed more than firecakes.

More than a pound of meat

with bone and gristle,

or salt fish and a gill of peas.

We needed the faith and grit of people

who were not yet Americans.

To be an American is to

recognize the sacrifice

of the widow and the orphan;

it is to understand the weft of tent

cities expecting caravans,

and the heft of a child in a camp

not meant for children, or sitting

before a judge awaiting judgement.

What do we say to the native

whose lands we now inhabit?

What do we say to our immigrant

fathers who held certain truths

to be self-evident?

Do we now still pledge to each

other our lives, our fortunes,

our sacred honour.

There are no kings in America.

Only gilded men we can topple

again and again.

(In the UK, of course, we toppled one king. Then reinstalled others, whom we have yet to topple) - Editor

[ask-astf-characters]

have a mini reg then

im taking galeforce back (he's better than rhm anyway.... /j)

no idea why he's crying

RHM: *Hold mini reggie gentle like hamburger* Aww, poor lil Reg... *Smol kiss for smol Reggie*

[baristamaniac]

My wife and I went to @firecakes Naperville location this morning. Think they opened officially yesterday and make the best brioche raised vanilla donut. The mug was $12 and brewed up my new Kayon Mountain Farm Ethiopia Guji. This organic natural is a grade 1 offering with mega flavors of cherry, blackberry and fudge. . . . . #firecakesdonuts #firecakes #donut #donuts #donutsofinstagram #coffeeheaven #coffee #coffeelover #roaster #kenya #instagood #insta #foodporn #food #foodie #foodphotography #vanillacake #naperville #wheaton #goodmorning #morningmotivation #breakfast #meal #sun #sunlight #fyp #foryou #wheaton #localbusiness #localfood (at Wheaton, Illinois) https://www.instagram.com/p/CTHybdtrFt4/?utm_medium=tumblr

[lostinmirkwood]

Four donut shops and two miles later and I’m all sugared out! #undergrounddonuttour #chicago was a blast! #somanydonuts #dapperdonut #doritedonuts #firecakes #stansdonuts #vacation #honeymoon #food #donuts #whattoeatnext https://www.instagram.com/p/B267-xDJdy5/?igshid=ora987uxrnig

[goodkindofgeek]

All I do in Chicago is eat. Thank you @yesthisismark for introducing us to all the delicious food and fun places- You truly rocks #food #foodporn #delicious #hungry #fatty #chicago #chinesefood #kbbq #insomniacookies #whitecastle #steakhouse #portillos #hotdog #firecakes #donuts (at Chicago, Illinois) https://www.instagram.com/p/ChDj3mvLMGK/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[triflingthing]

The two stages of a doughnut's life