murder jams

Our hungers appeased, our heart beats becoming slow

We’ll lay here for years or for hours
Thrown here or found, to freeze or to thaw
So long, we’d become the flowers
Two corpses we were, two corpses I saw.

[Listen to the whole song]


William & Dolores + killing for each other

Ruth’s Strawberry and Rosewater Jam

Originally Mrs Butler’s recipe, Ruth experimented with added flavours after falling in love with some of Phyrne’s Turkish Delight. A sweet and delicate jam that compliments croissants, scones, and plain bread. This recipe makes approximately 1 litre. 


1 kg of strawberries
1 kg of sugar 
60 ml of lemon juice
60 ml of rosewater


Wash and dry your strawberries before hulling them. If you prefer chunky jam, half and quarter the berries, but if you prefer smoother jam mash the berries with a potato masher. Place berries, lemon juice and sugar in a large saucepan. Stir mixture and then cover and leave for at least 2 hours or overnight. This allows the sugar and lemon juice to draw the pectin from the berries and makes a nice cohesive jam. After allowing the mixture to steep, place saucepan over a low heat and slowly dissolve the sugar. Make sure to stir the mixture to prevent any sticking or burning. Now add the rosewater and bring mixture to a rolling boil for 10-20 minutes until jam is set*. Skim the scum carefully off the top and throw away. Allow jam to sit for about 10 minutes so the fruit can settle otherwise the berries will float in your jars. Pour into sterilised** jars, seal and allow to cool. This jam can be stored in a cool dark place for up to two years. 

* To test whether your jam has set, place a small plate in your fridge as you begin cooking the jam. When you think it might be ready take the plate out and drop a small amount of jam on the plate. Wait a moment then push your finger against one edge of the jam drop. If the drop crinkles as you push it, the jam is set. 

** It’s extremely easy to sterilise jars, just wash them in the dishwasher or in the sink then place them on trays in an oven set to approximately 100c (fan forced) and wait about 10 minutes. The jars will be sterilised after this 

anonymous asked:

Friendo, friend, buddy, got anything for midas!gta!gav? I need it like I need air-Bdoesshiphaus

Maaaaaan after seeing your writing i feel like you were asking for the emotionless killer, humanity extinguished by grief, fahchaus kind of Midas-persona but i gotta tell you i read this and still think of Midas!Gavin as Gavin with turn-shit-to-gold powers so i’m very sorry but that’s what you got:

Gavin has been wearing gloves from the moment Geoff first met him. It’s weird, and Geoff never believed the claims that he was always cold, but the way the kid cringes away from physical contact stopped Geoff from pressing. He figures Gavin has issues with touching people, or is excessively careful about fingerprints, or has some weird skin condition, and eventually just stops thinking about it.

As the FAHC grows each member goes through the same confusion-interest-acceptance cycle, and the closest Gavin gets to explaining himself is the one time he angrily pulls off his gloves and flails perfectly normal looking hands around for a moment after Michael spent all afternoon loudly theorising about how gross they must be. He storms off to his room, slamming the door, and by the time anyone notices the new golden handle on Gavin’s door weeks have passed and they all assume it’s just another addition to his ridiculous collection.

A collection that has only grown over time, Gavin’s apparent obsession with gold reaching everything from his jewellery to his sunglasses to the ridiculous finishings on his weapons and vehicles. It’s no real surprise when Gavin gains the moniker of Golden Boy, but it still seems to amuse him to no end.

They’ve been running Los Santos together for almost two years when the truth finally comes out, Gavin coming up behind some thug who had cornered Michael and Ryan, grabbing the back of his neck with a bare hand before the man could react. The change is almost instantaneous, gold rushing out from Gavin’s fingertips so quickly the man can’t even lower his gun before he is completely engulfed.

There’s a beat of silence, Michael and Ryan wide eyed and shellshocked, Gavin curling into himself as he struggled to get his glove back on, the man a cold, gold statue between them, and then their ride turns up, Jack hollering out the window as sirens blare in the distance. Ryan snaps out of it first, yelling at Michael to get Gavin in the fucking van as he rushes forward to grab the golden man and lug it with him.

The trip back the the penthouse is uncomfortable to say the least. Michael recounts the event at top speed, top volume, all flailing hands and incredulous swearing. Ryan’s dumped his mask and spends the trip going back and forth between examining the man and squinting curiously at Gavin, only jumping into Michael’s story when the other’s try to shut him down, and Gavin.. Gavin shoved himself into the back corner of the van, hands once again covered and shoved under his arms, glaring down at his own knees, refusing to answer anyone’s questions.

When they make it home Ryan thinks they’ll wait till they’re safely upstairs before they talk things through. This is the FAHC though; they have it out right there in the garage, loud and annoyed but mostly just really fucking confused – of all the possible reasons for Gavin’s gloves they weren’t expecting that. Between Geoff, Michael and eventually Gavin there is a lot of shouting, with Jack and Ryan torn between mediating and wanting their own questions answered, and Jeremy and Ray standing to the side, poking at the statue.

Gavin swings between defensive anger and senseless panic, terrified of what they’ll do now that they all know his secret, know that he’s dangerous, that he’d have to be worth a fortune to the right person. Which, honestly, just kicks off the shouting again because what a stupid idea. What a goddamn moron. As if Gavin wasn’t already dangerous, as if they weren’t all dangerous. As if they’d let anything under the sun take him from them let alone give him away.

So eventually Gavin settles down, tells them he’s always been like this, that he’s got some control over the power, that it requires some intention so he can actually hold something bare handed without changing it but it takes more concentration than he’s prepared to spend every moment of every day. He tells them that this wasn’t the first human he’s changed, not even the first he’s changed on purpose. That they don’t ever change back. Its a serious moment, quiet, Gavin clearly waiting for their judgement, most of the crew trying to work out how to explain that this is no different from every other way they kill, then Ray asks if Gavin’s ever changed a turd and as Gavin splutters in horror the moment passes.

Manoeuvring the statue into the elevator is no easy task, the man’s arms stretched forward as he aimed his gun, one leg back to brace himself, jacket flared from the wind; it’s quite the action pose, and the lads drag reluctant laughter out of Gavin as they do their best to mimic it on the way up to the penthouse.

What follows is a pretty fierce discussion about what exactly they should do with the statue. No one feels bad for the guy, they’d have happily shot him dead if they’d had the chance, but still the idea of melting him down seems a step too far. Ryan was pretty keen to chop him up and see if the change went all he way through but in the end Geoff decides that they’ll stick him in the lobby like a garish art piece. Because nothing says welcome to our home like a life-sized gun wielding man made out of solid gold. Ray want’s to call him Percival, Michael argues that he can’t have almost lost his life to someone called Percival, Gavin suggests Squidge Dinglebutt and in the end they somehow settle on George. 

Now that he doesn’t have to explain away their origin Gavin changes even more of his things, truly embodying his image as the Golden Boy, and the FAHC never have another problem scrounging up funds. Gavin still wears his gloves, and outside of the occasional joke mid-heist they’re all pretty good at keeping his power a secret, but if the occasional rumour regarding unbelievable feats and the Fake’s collection of impossibly realistic golden statues arises, well, George can always use more friends.

Get To Know Me Tag

I was tagged by @shysimblr and @simsarchive <3

1) Rules: tag 9 people who you would like to know better.

Relationship Status: Single af

Last Song I Listened To: Ghostboy - Robotaki

Last Book Read/Listened To: Death of a Salesman (We are reading this play in class it’s so extra so far there’s so many flashbacks oml)

Favorite Color: Any shade of blue

Top Three Shows: How to Get Away With Murder, Friends, The Office (Okay also Jane the Virgin, Riverdale, Survivor I couldn’t leave them out lol)

Top Three Characters: Wes Gibbons (How To Get Away with Murder), Jim Halpert (The Office), Ross Geller (Friends)

Top Three Ships: Bughead (Betty and Jughead from Riverdale), Coliver (Connor and Oliver from How to Get Away with Murder), Jam? (I made that up lol. Jim and Pam from The Office)

2) Rules: BOLD the statements that are true for you!


  • I am 5'7" or taller (one more inch and I would be lol)
  • I wear glasses
  • I have at least one tattoo
  • I have at least one piercing
  • I have blonde hair
  • I have brown eyes
  • I have short hair
  • My abs are at least somewhat defined
  • I have or have had braces


  • I love meeting new people
  • People tell me that I’m funny
  • Helping others with their problems is a big priority for me
  • I enjoy physical challenges
  • I enjoy mental challenges
  • I’m playfully rude with people I know well
  • I started saying something ironically and now I can’t stop saying it
  • There is something I would change about my personality


  • I can sing well
  • I can play an instrument
  • I can do over 30 pushups without stopping
  • I’m a fast runner
  • I can draw well
  • I have a good memory
  • I’m good at doing math in my head
  • I can hold my breath underwater for under a minute
  • I have beaten at least 2 people in arm wrestling
  • I know how to cook at least 3 meals from scratch
  • I know how to throw a proper punch


  • I enjoy playing sports
  • I’m on a sports team at my school or somewhere else
  • I’m in an orchestra or choir at my school or somewhere else
  • I have learned a new song in the past week
  • I work out at least once a week
  • I’ve gone for runs at least once a week in the warmer months
  • I have drawn something in the past month
  • I enjoy writing
  • I do or have done martial arts


  • I have had my first kiss
  • I have had alcohol
  • I have scored the winning goal in a sports game
  • I have watched an entire season of a TV show in one sitting
  • I have been at an overnight event
  • I have been in a taxi
  • I have been in the hospital or ER in the past year
  • I have beaten a video game in one day
  • I have visited another country
  • I have been to one of my favorite band’s concerts


  • I’m in a relationship
  • I have a crush on a celebrity
  • I have a crush on someone I know
  • I have been in at least 3 relationships
  • I have never been in a relationship (I told you I’m single af)
  • I have asked someone out or admitted my feelings to them
  • I get crushes easily
  • I have had a crush on someone for over a year
  • I have been in a relationship for at least a year
  • I have had feelings for a friend


  • I have at least one person I consider a “best friend”
  • I live close to my school
  • My parents are still together
  • I have at least one sibling
  • I live in the United States
  • There is snow right now where I live
  • I have hung out with a friend in the past month
  • I have a smartphone
  • I have at least 15 CD’s
  • I share my room with someone


  • I have breakdanced
  • I know a person named Jamie
  • I have had a teacher with a last name that’s hard to pronounce
  • I have dyed my hair
  • I’m listening to one song on repeat right now
  • I have punched someone in the past week
  • I know someone who has gone to jail
  • I have broken a bone
  • I have eaten a waffle today
  • I know what I want to do with my life
  • I speak at least 2 languages
  • I have made a new friend in the past year

I tag @pixxellaa , @sandy-sims , @loniden , @official-simmerholic and anyone else who wants to do this, yall know I never tag the right amount of people lol

Childhood story time: one day my brother pulled the head of one of my Barbies and instead of getting mad, she became Murder Victim Barbie. I’d jam her head back on, have her walk around and do all kinds of crazy shit that would inevitably get her killed and my favorite Barbie, who was a PI (my parents got me a Barbie secretary desk for Eid which DISPLEASED ME so it became her private eye office), would investigate her numerous murders.

My favorite setup was when murder Barbie slept with a married Ken so the jealous wife decapitated ha and left her head in their fridge to warn her husband about fucking around on her/frame the cheating bastard

That was a tough case for PI Barbie to crack. Lol