Phil’s always felt weirdly privileged to share Dan’s bed
whenever he sleeps over.
It’s not like it’s anything he’s a stranger to – quite the opposite really, but out of everyone,
Phil’s the only one Dan will actually let in
his bed on account of the fact he can actually have a decent night’s sleep without
Phil taking all the duvet or accidentally rolling over and pushing him off the
bed. That’s Kyle’s trick – explaining
why he’s down there whilst his marginally less irritating best friend is up
here under his duvet, sharing his mattress. It’s nice sleeping with the knowledge
he won’t wake up either freezing cold or on the floor.
Phil’s used to them being the last ones awake – having been
friends with a bunch of total fucking lightweights for the best part of three
years, it’s become the norm for the rest of them to be down there, asleep.
They’re wrapped up in empty sleeping bags and spare duvets whilst the only two
who can actually handle their drink are lying side-by-side, a cut above the sea
of empty bottles and shot glasses littering Dan’s floor. They’d passed out about
half an hour ago, leaving the two slightly tipsy teenagers still giggling over
what had been a contribution to the night’s entertainment along with the heated
games of ‘never have I ever’ and one too many Malibu shots.
“Does this not feel weird to you?” Dan’s eyebrow quirks in
Phil’s direction as he holds the two small wooden cubes in his hand. “I feel-…
it feels- I don’t know- gross,
kind-of,” he huffs out a chuckle.
“Why would-…” he squints in the darkness, “-… lick-… elbow-… feel weird to me?” he replies, a threat of sarcasm in his
Without further ado, a recipe for a fan recipe based on a fanfic. Of Homestuck.
for the winter king
[ peach + rose water + orange blossom ]
2 white peaches, diced
1 lemon, juiced
1 cup white sugar
2 tbsp pectin
vanilla extract, to taste
rose water, to taste
orange blossom extract, to taste
for the handmaiden
[ mulled wine + red berries ]
1 white peach, diced
1 pluot (or plum), diced
1 box each raspberries, blackberries and strawberries
1 cup red wine
1 cup white sugar
3 tbsp pectin
vanilla extract, to taste
cinnamon, cardamom, ginger, clove to taste
Directions are similar to typical pectin jam making, dice all ingredients to roughly the same size, and bring to a boil with the sugar/spices. Add the pectin once it’s boiling, then remove from heat. The mulled wine recipe is non-alcoholic, the alcohol will burn off during the cooking process. Stir extracts/waters after the jam has been taken off the heat.
I did a lot of this to taste, so remember, you can’t really go wrong w fruit and a fuckton of sugar. If all else fails, there are many jam websites that provide more precise measurements and temperatures.
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jessicamarcia requested: Jungkook + Idol/Fan AU Pairing: Jungkook | Reader Genre: Fluff Word Count: 17,378 Author’s Note: Tbh I had some apprehension about this request because an idea I stumbled upon that just kept coming back to me was directly from this fantasy I kept about having about what would happen if I ever meet Jungkook and how and this just feels very personal to me as a result. Regardless, I decided to share because I wouldn’t be me if I didn’t decide to contribute my pain to the fandom.
ALSO, sentences in italics are being spoken in Korean.
Summary: You never understood the gravity of your position as an intern working Kcon until you fall for one of your favorite idols, Jeon Jungkook—quite literally too.
Sometimes you think you have a lot of mixed feelings when it comes to your job.
On one hand, it’s a pretty incredible opportunity, one that you acknowledge not a lot of people get to experience first hand: which is working as an intern in the event operations department for Kcon—the annual Korean convention in which big Kpop groups will travel around the world to bring their music and their joy to the international fanbase. For someone who never actually had the means and the ability to make the trip as an audience member of your own accord, it’s fascinating to witness the back-the-scenes sight of how much effort and how much time goes into planning and organizing an event of this scale.
And because Kcon it in of itself is half a convention and half a concert, there were always many people needed to cover the different subsections of the event, which is where your role as an intern came into play. Given that there were two interns in the department of organizing the physicality of the event, you were put on the team mainly in charge of organizing the convention while the other intern assisted with scheduling of the talents and making sure the performances would go by smoothly.
But on the other end of that spectrum, working with vendors really allows you to see how many people handle responsibility and deadlines and it makes you want to pull the hair out of your roots. You like to think of yourself as a fairly reasonable person, giving a vendor 24 hours to respond to emails at the latest before having to resort to more emails and phone call—but this is absolutely ridiculous.