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Closet Softie

Or, How Bucky Barnes Nearly Ruined His Tough-Guy Rep

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The trail mix was gone. 

The nice, expensive trail mix, with twelve kinds of nuts and the big sunflower seeds and dried fruits, the kind Tony only rarely left sitting on the common floors for everyone to get at, was gone. 

Clint had been looking forward to that stuff all morning

All the way through a hellish morning “jog” with Steve, all through Nat handing him his ass on the training mats, all through firing the same batch of misweighted arrows over and over so Tony could take scans and fix the design, he’d been thinking, when this is done I get to go upstairs and hang out on the couch and watch Dog Cops and eat the good trail mix, guilt-free. 

And it was gone.

Clint was gonna shoot somebody.

Just as soon as he figured out who’d taken the trail mix.

kingofmemes posted:

yesterday i saw a sad duck in the park who kept getting picked on by the other ducks so today i brought some trail mix and we had a nice lunch together. also i think he might be the duck who pooped on sam last week. if so, he is officially my new best friend. 

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On trauma aftermaths that don't advance the plot

The way TV shows trauma can lead people to expect every reference to trauma to be a plot point. This can be isolating to people coping with the aftermaths of trauma. Sometimes people treat us as stories rather than as people. Sometimes, instead of listening to us, they put a lot of pressure on us to advance the plot they’re expecting.

On TV, triggers tend to be full audiovisual flashbacks that add something to the story. You see a vivid window into the character’s past, and something changes. On TV, trauma aftermaths are usually fascinating. Real life trauma aftermaths are sometimes interesting, but also tend to be very boring to live with.

On TV, triggers tend to create insight. In real life, they’re often boring intrusions interfering with the things you’d rather be thinking about. Sometimes knowing darn well where they come from doesn’t make them go away. Sometimes it’s more like: Seriously? This again?

On TV, when trauma is mentioned, it’s usually a dramatic plot point that happens in a moment. In real life, trauma aftermaths are a mundane day-to-day reality that people live with. They’re a fact of life — and not necessarily the most important one at all times. People who have experienced trauma do other things too. They’re important, but not the one and only defining characteristic of who someone is. And things that happened stay important even when you’re ok. Recovery is not a reset. Mentioning the past doesn’t necessarily mean you’re in crisis.

On TV, when a character mentions trauma, or gets triggered in front of someone, it’s usually a dramatic moment. It changes their life, or their relationship with another character, or explains their backstory, or something. In real life, being triggered isn’t always a story, and telling isn’t always a turning point. Sometimes it’s just mentioning something that happened to be relevant. Sometimes it’s just a mundane instance of something that happens from time to time.

Most people can’t have a dramatic transformative experience every time it turns out that their trauma matters. Transformative experiences and moments of revelation exist, but they’re not the end all and be all of trauma aftermaths. Life goes on, and other things matter too. And understanding what a reaction means and where it came from doesn’t always make it go away. Sometimes, it takes longer and has more to do with skill-building than introspection. Sometimes it doesn’t go away.

On a day to day level, it’s often better to be matter-of-fact about aftermaths. It can be exhausting when people see you as a story and expect you to advance the plot whenever they notice some effect of trauma. Pressure to perform narratives about healing doesn’t often help people to make their lives better. Effect support involves respecting someone as a complex human, including the boring parts.

The aftermath of trauma is a day-to-day reality. It affects a lot of things, large and small. It can be things like being too tired to focus well in class because nightmares kept waking you up every night this week. TV wants that to be a dramatic moment where the character faces their past and gets better. In real life, it’s often a day where you just do your best to try and learn algebra anyway. Because survivors do things besides be traumatized and think about trauma. Sometimes it’s not a story. Sometimes it’s just getting through another day as well as possible.

A lot of triggers are things like being unable to concentrate on anything interesting because some kinds of background noises make you feel too unsafe to pay attention to anything else. For the zillionth time.  Even though you know rationally that they’re not dangerous. Even though you know where they come from, and have processed it over and over. Even if you’ve made a lot of progress in dealing with them, even if they’re no longer bothersome all the time. For most people, recovery involves a lot more than insight. The backstory might be interesting, but being tired and unable to concentrate is boring.

Triggers can also mean having to leave an event and walk home by yourself while other people are having fun, because it turns out that it hurts too much to be around pies and cakes. Or having trouble finding anything interesting to read that isn’t intolerably triggering. Or having trouble interacting with new people because you’re too scared or there are too many minefields. Or being so hypervigilant that it’s hard to focus on anything. No matter how interesting the backstory is, feeling disconnected and missing out on things you wanted to enjoy is usually boring.

When others want to see your trauma as a story, their expectations sometimes expand to fill all available space. Sometimes they seem to want everything to be therapy, or want everything to be about trauma and recovery.

When others want every reference to trauma to be the opening to a transformative experience, it can be really hard to talk about accommodations. For instance, it gets hard to say things like:

  • “I’m really tired because of nightmares” or 
  • “I would love to go to that event, but I might need to leave because of the ways in which that kind of thing can be triggering” or 
  • “I’m glad I came, but I can’t handle this right now” or
  • “I’m freaking out now, but I’ll be ok in a few minutes” or 
  • “I need to step out — can you text me when they stop playing this movie?”

It can also be hard to mention relevant experiences. There are a lot of reasons to mention experiences other than wanting to process, eg:

  • “Actually, I have experience dealing with that agency”
  • “That’s not what happens when people go to the police, in my experience, what happens when you need to make a police report is…”
  • “Please keep in mind that this isn’t hypothetical for me, and may not be for others in the room as well.”

Or any number of other things.

When people are expecting a certain kind of story, they sometimes look past the actual person. And when everyone is looking past you in search of a story, it can be very hard to make connections.

It helps to realize that no matter what others think, your story belongs to you. You don’t have to play out other people’s narrative expectations. It’s ok if your story isn’t what others want it to be. It’s ok not to be interesting. It’s ok to have trauma reactions that don’t advance the plot. And there are people who understand that, and even more people who can learn to understand that.

It’s possible to live a good life in the aftermath of trauma. It’s possible to relearn how to be interested in things. It’s possible to build space you can function in, and to build up your ability to function in more spaces. It’s often possible to get over triggers. All of this can take a lot of time and work, and can be a slow process. It doesn’t always make for a good story, and it doesn’t always play out the way others would like it to. And, it’s your own personal private business. Other people’s concern or curiosity does not obligate you to share details.

Survivors and victims have the right to be boring. We have the right to deal with trauma aftermaths in a matter-of-fact way, without indulging other people’s desires for plot twists. We have the right to own our own stories, and to keep things private. We have the right to have things in our lives that are not therapy; we have the right to needed accommodations without detailing what happened and what recovery looks like. Neither traumatic experiences nor trauma aftermaths erase our humanity.

We are not stories, and we have no obligation to advance an expected plot. We are people, and we have the right to be treated as people. Our lives, and our stories, are our own.

a hidden heart

Human’s eyelashes are weird.

Inspired by the contacts post and eyelash that got into my eye.

But imagine that humans are the only species that needs/has eyelashes.

Or, there are other species that also have them, but this particular alien hasn’t payed attention to them or hadn’t given them much thought. Then there’s this human in their crew with really long or black eyelashes or something so this one alien sees them and is curious, so they decide to ask about it.

Xanar: Excuse me, Human-Jane, but may I ask what those little hairs that come out of your eyelids are?

Jane: They’re my eyelashes.

Xanar: Yes but what is their purpose?

Jane: They stop stuff from getting into my eyes.

Xanar: I see. *writes down*

Then you know how they can be “traitors”:

Xanar: Human-Jane, we need you to- excuse me Human-Jane but wHAT ARE YOU DOING AND WHY ARE YOU TOUCHING YOUR EYE??!?

Jane: There’s an eyelash in it.

Xanar: You mean INSIDE your eye?

Jane: Well it fell from my lid and now it’s stuck between it and my eye, so I’m trying to get it out.

Xanar: But I thought they stopped things from getting INTO your eyes??

And then there’s some fancy dinner or something so Jane’s getting pretty.

Xanar: I think I saw those “cupped-cakes” around her– HUMAN-JANE STOP WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!??!!? I know your little eye hairs are annoying but please DON’T TRY TO REMOVE THEM ALL AT ONCE!!

Jane: What? Oh hey Xanar, don’t worry, I’m just curling them.

Xanar: Do they come out easier that way?!??

Jane: No, they’re just curly, look. *she moves the curler so the alien can see*

Xanar: Oh is that it? You just leave them there?

Jane: Yeah.

Xanar: But what is the purpose of doing that? Does it improve your vision? Are they more protective this way? Will they no longer fall?

Jane: They’re pretty.

Xanar: …pretty?

Jane: They make me look prettier this way.

Xanar: So humans BEND their hairs in HALF so they look PRETTY?

Jane: Yes, that’s about it.

Xanar: *worriedly looks for somewhere to write down*


Kanato: I’ve decided to live on my own.

Subaru: Okay, good.

Kanato: Your luggage is outside.

A Little Witchy Guide of Candle Magick

I’ve gotten a few questions about candles and candle magick here and there, so I figured I’d make another Little Witchy Guide! If I have left anything out, please let me know! :)
I really hope this helps you and please feel free to ask me any questions of any kind! :D

Candle magic is an ancient art and it is the most widely used magic practiced today. The candle itself is a very powerful magical tool it contains all the basic elements earth, wind, fire and water, earth is represented in the wax, water the melted wax, the flame fire and the air is the smoke. The colour of the candles is very important as the different colours will bring with it its own energy and power, green for healing, red for empowerment etc. Each of the elements has with it its own single coloured candle, green for earth, yellow for air, blue is for water and red is for fire. The different colours also represent either a yin female or yang male energy, yellow is yin, green is yang, blue is yin and red is yang.

A candle is believed to have its own vibration and can be used in meditation and divination, pink or violet is a calm and soft light where as red is strong and powerful, when a candle is lit its colour is released into the surrounding area which will bring a nice energy into the room. If during your ritual you need a lot of power, light multiple candles. By rubbing oil over a candle before your ritual this will charge the candle with your own personal energy.

Magical tips on candles:

  • It’s always a good idea to clean candles, this will strengthen their power.
  • Candles prefer not to be blown out, but to be put out using a toll or wet fingertips, blowing out the candle may insult the element.
  • It is best to use a different candle for each magical purpose, if you are using a red candle for love and a white one for healing, keep them separate.
  • A white candle is symbolic of purity and can be used in place of any other colour.
  • Any candle can be used in your magic, but beeswax candles are more powerful.
  • Engraving a candle is a good way to bring about your wish and by adding a letter of the magical alphabet you will bring mystery and connection to the ancient art of Wicca. A simple example could be to engrave a heart for love and a dollar sign for wealth in your ritual.
  • If a candle goes out whilst you are practicing doing magic, this is a sign, a message.
  • On your birthday when blowing out the candles you perform an act of candle magic. No one really knows where the idea of placing candles on a birthday cake came from, the main possibility is from the ancient Greeks who would bake round cakes in honour of their Moon goddess Artemis, it is said that the Greeks placed candles around the cake to resemble a glowing Moon.
  • Using your own homemade candles will greatly increase their power, candles are very easy to make, you only need to heat wax, add the wick and leave it to cool down then place it into a fire-safe bowl to burn the rest of the way down.
  • Looking into the flame of a candle is the perfect way to regain or strengthen focus .
  • A simple candle ritual is to sit in a darkened room facing a mirror, place the candle in front of you and look at your reflection, let your eyes relax and after a few moments your face will begin to change. Your reflection will reveal what you looked like in your past lives. This magic ritual can also be done with a friend. Both of you sit in a darkened room with a candle between you, and as you look at each other letting your eyes relax, you will see what your friend looked like in their past lives.
  • Some simple yet powerful candle magic is to write your wish on a piece of paper and fold it in half, light one corner with the candle flame and hold the paper as long as you can before the flame reaches your fingers.
  • To charge your candle you can rub essential oil into it, this will add power to your magic, any oil can be used it’s a personal preference.
  • Each of the twelve astrological star signs has a specific colour, you may wish to burn the candle for your star sign to empower yourself and enhance your strengths, or you may like to burn a coloured candle associated with another zodiac sign to empower yourself with the strengths of that sign. You may decide to use the strength, determination and wisdom of Scorpio the scorpion  before an important business meeting.

Zodiac Colours

Below is a table of the Zodiac and the corresponding colours:

Gemini the Twins, ruled by Mercury, colour yellow, air sign, best for spells with connections, intelligence and movement.

Cancer the Crab, ruled by the Moon, colour silver, water sign,  spells for love and friendship.

Aries the Ram, ruled by planet Mars, colour red or poppy, fire sign , spells for re-energising or lifting the spirit.

Aquarius the Water Bearer, ruled by Uranus, colour blue, air sign, for rituals to do with detachment, organisation or independence.

Taurus the Bull, ruled by Venus, colour green, earth sign, spells for wealth and fortune.

Leo the Lion, ruled by the Sun, colour orange, fire sign , spells for passion and sexual pleasures.

Libra, the Scales, ruled by Venus, air sign, colour violet or pink, spells for balance, romance and peace.

Capricorn, the Goat, ruled by Saturn, colour black or brown, earth sign, spells for ambition, loyalty  and determination.

Scorpio the Scorpion, ruled by Pluto, colour red or cherry, water sign, spells for intuition, sex, self empowerment and passion.

Pieces the Fish, ruled by Neptune, colour white, water sign, spells for inspiration, divination, intuition or dream magic.

Sagittarius, the archer, ruled by planet Jupiter, colour purple, fire sign, spells for creativity, confidence, happiness, trust and travel.

Virgo the Maiden, ruled by Mercury, colour pale blue, earth sign, spells for healing, communication, peace, and advancement.

Scented Candles and their magical strengths:

Blueberry – burn to keep unwanted negative energies away from your home.

Blue Rose – this is used to honour the goddesses.

Carnations – are traditionally used for healing.

Cherry – perfect to attract and inspire love.

Cinnamon – burn for wealth and fortune.

Coconut – burn this scent for purification and protection.

Copal – is perfect for honouring the Gods.

Frangipani – can be used to stimulate positive energy in a sacred space.

Honeysuckle – is used to bring good luck, health and strengthen psychic abilities

Jasmine – Burn to be lucky in love.

Lotus – burn for a harmonious life, inner peace and for meditation.

Musk – Used to gain courage, strength and to heighten sexual passion.

Myrrh – this is an ancient scent used for protection and purification.

Passion flower – use to ensure peaceful sleep, soothes troubles and calms the mind.

Patchouli – scent to attract money.

Pine – use to gain strength, and repel negative energies.

Rose – perfect for love magic, and a peaceful home.

Sandalwood – is an all purpose scent for healing and protection.

Spice – is a passionate scent for all your magic workings.

Spirit – used to attract guidance from spirits.

Strawberry – burn for love, friendship and luck.

Tangerine – burn to attract prosperity.

Temple – perfect to use on an altar during rituals.

Vanilla – burn to enhance memory and stimulate sexual appetite.

Coloured Candles And Their Magical Strengths:

Purple: power, business progress, ambition.

Red: love, health, sex, strength, energy, fire element.

Green: money, luck, fertility, prosperity, earth element.

Orange: attraction, ambition, stimulation, creativity.

Black: to heal discord, repel evil and repelling negativity and remove confusion.

White: truth, purity, peace, spirituality.

Brown:  fosters neutrality, overcomes uncertainty and hesitation, grounding.

Pink: love, morality, honour, romance, friendship.

Orange: attraction, ambition, stimulation, creativity.

Gray: calms, repels negativity.

Light Blue: tranquility, patience, health.

Dark Blue: aids depression and changeability.

Greenish Yellow: mellows jealousy, anger, discord.

BTS Reaction - It’s your birthday and your present is..

Anon request: ‘its your birthday and they want to give you birthday sex’

I’m sorry, it’s kind of shitty, but here it is It was your birthday and what was a better present than he himself?


You had never spoken a word about your birthday, but Namjoon knew it was today as he invited you to a fancy restaurant without mentioning it either. He had planned to give you a special present, but had forgotten to actually buy it hence he saw no other choice but to give you something different. At home you were pushed down the couch, his hands fidgeting with his belt. “Happy birthday, baby”, grinning down at you with his opened pants, his cock pulled out he arched one brow up. “Ofc, I knew. And now take care of your present, baby.”


Jin wasn’t sure if the bouquet of red roses was enough for your first birthday you had spent together, his nervousness showing while you talked casually to your friends who you invited over for the day. After he had joked around and brought the cake, Jin was strangely quiet as to why you leaned in, asking what was wrong. And just then he grabbed your wrists gently, his lips pressed to your ear. “Wanna unwrap your real present, y/n? You just have to wait a bit longer though”, he would whisper, gliding your hand over his crotch.


Hoseok was kinda clingy on your birthday, feeling high from your bright smile as you received one great present from the boys after the other, his own still unknown to you. The boys joked about him and the lack of presents, but as he saw your face tinged in a sudden disappointment, he grabbed your hand. “It’s way too early for it, but we need to go. I have to give y/n her birthday present!”, Hoseok rushed to the back of your apartment, closing the door and pressing you to the cold surface. “I couldn’t wait any longer, babe.”


Grinning tiredly Yoongi sat on the couch, watching you drink with the other guys before he decided that it was time to give you your birthday present. It was after twelve and that meant it was your birthday now. Without a word he got hold on your wrist, pulling you behind him while six pairs of eyes stared at him. Inside his room he’d get on his knees, pulling your panties down with a growl. “Happy birthday, kitten. It’s a one time thing, okay?”, Yoongi’s flushed cheeks betrayed him as he saw you bite your bottom lip with a smile, his tongue latched on your clit hastily.


“Candles? Check. Roses?..check”, Jimin observed your bedroom with a grin on his face. You would be so happy if- “Jimin?” Turning around with wide eyes he saw you standing in the door, your hair a mess from the wind, your body wrapped in a big jacket. You were damn early today! He wanted to surprise you on your birthday, but that seemed to fail.

“Princes, ha-happy birthday”, he scratched his neck, walking slowly towards you while opening his shirt, letting it fall off of his shoulders, trying to save the situation smoothly whereas pulling you inside, his foot closing the door..


Tae had totally forgotten your birthday as you announced that your parents would come around six for some dinner at yours. His brown eyes would widen in shock, heart dropped to the floor. “Birthday? Today, jagi? Are you sure?” Feeling miserable because of your excited, bright smile he looked at the clock, counting the one hour you two had while unbuttoning his shirt. Confusion lacing your face as Tae pushed you back, your ass hitting the dinner table. Wordless he peeled you out of your dress, pleasuring you for almost an hour if there wasn’t the sound of voices in front of your door. “Happy birthday, jagi. I’ll do a lot more to you after they’re gone.”


Jungkook stared at the time, eight in the morning, while his view constantly flew to your small body beside him. It was your birthday and he still had no present, too concerned about what you might want and had to leave you in two hours for tour. “Baby”, caressing your face his finger slid further down, eyes darkening as he saw that you were still naked under the sheets, an idea creeping into his mind. Smirking he started to press his lips on your neck, kissing you awake before his hand slipped between your legs. “You better wake up, baby. Your present it ready”, Jungkook’s low voice growled into your ear, his free hand pulling you close, your eyes opened a crack with a huge grin on your lips he hungrily kissed.

supercorp bakery au

  • kara runs the most successful lil indie bakery in national city. she’s been on the cover of lots of baking/entrepreneurial magazines and was in an interview with food network
  • she makes cakes and cupcakes and cookies and fancy bread and croissants and brioche and all that jazz, as well as old fashioned milkshakes and hot chocolate and really good coffee
  • winn, james, and lucy are three of her employees (winn and james are dating and kara and lucy flirted before kara realized it was too inappropriate to date an employee)
  • lena moves to national city and kara’s bakery is the only place that sells coffee within a short walking distance from LCorp
  • lena saunters in like a stupid lesbian one day during her lunch break and falls in love with the pretty blonde behind the counter who has flour all over her hands and on her face and in her hair and she blacks out and miraculously leaves the bakery with some sugary concoction that she wouldn’t be caught dead with on a normal day
  • she goes in every day since then itching for a chance to talk to the blonde girl with the glasses but she’s always in the back kneading bread or icing cakes and shit
  • but one day lucy calls in sick and kara works the front and their eyes meet and lena melts but takes a breath and orders black coffee and a lemon scone as calmly as she can
  • she distracts herself while she waits so as not to stare and when kara herself comes out to give her her coffee (instead of just calling for her over the counter) lena gets a pink cake pop with little hearts and sprinkles all over it for free (“my treat,” kara says, and winks ;))
  • (kara’s got moves ok she’s a top)
  • they continue this way for a few weeks, kara giving her free stuff and lena angsting and begging her to make a move with her eyes
  • then lena comes in around closing time, craving cake, and kara’s in the back doing the books but comes out when she sees lena (and her face is like !!!! and lena’s face is like !!?!?? and they’re both like !!!!!!!!!!) and they strike up a casual conversation while lucy gets a cake from the freezer in the back
  • and then suddenly kara gets all bashful and blushy as they’re ringing her up and when she hands her her receipt she says “wait a sec” and writes her number on the back and is like “i know this is probably weird but here’s my number if you’re ever interested in going on a date sometime” and lena’s like !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! but she smiles and promises to call before she leaves
  • and she hesitates to call for a few days bc she’s a giant loser who doesn’t know how these things work and doesn’t want to seem to desperate but then she calls and kara is like “i was worried you weren’t going to call” but she reassures her and they plan a dinner date
  • and then they go on a dinner date and then a movie date and then a super chill park date and then a picnic date but lena is scared to go further so she always changes the subject when they start talking about sex or stops kissing when things get to hot and heavy bc she’s a big virgin and kara’s so bold and seems to know what she’s doing and lena Doesn’t
  • but kara notices and on their fifth date kara invites her over for dinner at her apartment (which is above the bakery bc she owns the building and smells like bread and flowery candles) and she makes it super romantic and lena’s melting and wants to take that next step with her so bad
  • kara is like “lena i’ve been thinking about this moment for months” and lena’s like oh god she’s about to get on her knees or sth but kara goes “lena luthor, will u be my gf 😊”
  • and That’s It for lena like she’s immediately sure she’s ready to do this and that kara will guide her through everything and be there for her and so she’s like crying and kissing her and she’s like “bed. now. i’m done filibustering this pussy”
  • and long story short they sleep together and then go on many more dates and are hopelessly in luv and then they get married and have kids and grow old together and that’s just the truth
  • thanks for coming to my ted talk

Jin stole TWO army bombs tonight at two separate times, I hope this means he was having a blast

Not Like Other Girls

osh swept Laura’s coat off of her shoulders and hung it in the closet. “Here we are.” Smiling at her with affection, he inquired “Wine?”

She nodded. He paused, holding her gently. “You know, you’re not like other girls, Laura.” There was a tender kiss on her forehead, and he left.

Laura watched him go. Over the last five months, she’d come to believe that he genuinely adored her, which made her happy. His adoration was all she wanted.

The sound of clanging metal erupted from the kitchen, followed by a cheerful “Whoops!” from Josh. Laura chuckled as she went into the den and made herself comfortable on the couch.

While she waited, she heard a tinkling noise coming from the closet. She looked towards the kitchen, assuming Josh would come in any second. He didn’t. The tinkling persisted.

Laura scanned the room, and hesitantly approached the closet door. The knob was old and required a good strong twist, but she was able to get it open.

She was greeted by an unexpectedly musty smell…and an unmistakable breeze, wafting towards her from behind the coats and knick-knacks in the closet. Curious and surprised, she pushed the coats to the side and gaped when a set of stairs was revealed.

The tinkling continued, louder now.

Laura looked behind her cautiously. Once she’d verified Josh was still in the kitchen, she noticed a light switch on the wall. She flicked it on and descended the stairs.

The tinkling grew louder yet.

Laura stared in horror.

Chained to the wall were four women. Dried blood was caked around their wrists and ankles. Three were unconscious (she hoped) and hung limply. One was awake, but barely. She weakly moved her arms, causing the tinkling.

Before she could move, there was a voice in her ear.

“See, Laura, I told you you’re not like other girls,” Josh said. “None of the others were as dumb—”

His words were cut off by an elbow to the face. He staggered back to the stairs, just in time for Laura to land a blow to his skull with a fireplace poker.

Laura stood over the prone figure, a look of disgust on her face. Five months of pretending to care about this fuckface, five months of concealing her true motives, just to get access to this room.

She went to the conscious woman, opened the manacles. Held her when she fell to her knees, emaciated and weak.

“It’s okay now, sis,” Laura said softly. “I’m here.”

Princess Peach Cake

Yields one 8-inch & one 6-inch round cake

The things you’ll need

  • 2 cups frozen peaches
  • 2 tablespoons water
  • 4 eggs
  • 1 teaspoon vanilla
  • 3 cups all-purpose flour
  • 1 ¾ cups sugar
  • 1 tablespoon baking powder
  • 1 teaspoon salt
  • ¼ cup oil
  • ½ cup butter
  • Large mixing bowl
  • Medium mixing bowl
  • Electric hand mixer
  • Blender
  • Glass measuring cup
  • Rubber spatula
  • Whisk
  • Small offset spatula
  • 8-inch and 6-inch cake pans, lined and sprayed
  • 8-inch and 6-inch cake boards
  • Large straws
  • Fondant rolling pin
  • Small star and larger star cookie cutter
  • Yellow, dark yellow, and red fondant
  • Peach and white buttercream in decorating bags
  • White buttercream frosting in a decorating bag fitte with open star tip
  • White buttercream frosting fitted with a #12 tip
  • Mini colored hearts sprinkles
  • Floral wire
  • Black and white royal icing in decorating bags fitted with #2 tips

Let’s get started!

  1. Preheat oven to 350°F.
  2. Place the peaches and water in a microwave safe bowl and cover with plastic wrap. Microwave for 3 minutes.
  3. In a blender, puree peaches until smooth.
  4. In a medium bowl, mix eggs, puree and vanilla extract together until well combined.
  5. In a large bowl, mix together flour, sugar, baking owder, and salt.
  6. Add butter and oil to the dry ingredients and mix until it becomes pebbly.
  7. On low speed, add the peach mixture to the dry ingredients in thirds, mixing well between each addition.
  8. Bake the cakes for 35 to 45 minutes.
  9. Let cool for 10 minutes in the pan, then remove and cool completely.

Time to decorate!

  1. Place 8-inch round cake on a cake board on a turntable and then pipe white frosting over the top. If you made a second 8-inch cake, stack it upside down on top of the first cake.
  2. If you made two 6-inch cakes, assemble them just like the 8-inch cakes.
  3. Once chilled, cover both cakes in peach frosting smoothing with an offset spatula.
  4. Use white frosting with a #12 tip to pipe scallops around each cake. Cover the tops of the cakes with white frosting.
  5. Insert large straws into the center of the 8-inch cake and then trim them to rise slightly above the top. Stack the 6-inch cake on top of the 8-inch.
  6. Pipe scallops around and frost the top of the 6-inch cake.
  7. Use yellow, red, and dark yellow fondant to create fruit and stars.
  8. Use white frosting with an open star tip to pipe dollops around the side of the cake.
  9. Place raspberries and cherries on the dollops.
  10. Place the stars on top of the cake.
  11. TaDa! This is a peachy cake fit for a princess!