#Christmas Crack

[sweetoothgirl]

Chocolate Pretzel Toffee

[sephifrog]

Christmas at shinra would be wild

Genesis would gift a copy of loveless to everyone -no one wants it -like someone gifting a bible to an unreligious person.

Angeal would either spend too much money and have a mini crisis or not want to take part.

Tsung is so gd tired.

Reno spiked the drinks.

Rufus just didn’t show up.

Sephiroth is “on a mission” -he’s in his penthouse eating his sad bland chicken.

Rude is just chilling.

Hojo has been locked in the lab, no one knows who it was.

…it was scarlet.

No one is going to help him cause fuck him.

Zack is trying to hype everyone up, starts doing drunken squats,rips his pants and sulks- he would definitely drunk call Areith.

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On a real note while my inspiration is back I’m hoping to post a few one shots in the next week if I don’t everyone has the right to bully me into submission

I may start doing more then final fantasy stuff because I’ve fallen into the case study of vanitas and I’m a noé simp and ifc other fandoms but this is if I don’t crash out again lmao

[chaosandorder46]

[calicomarie11]

Secret Santa Fic Part 4

Over the next week Eddie continued to surprise Buck with Secret Santa gifts and let himself stray into flirty territory. 

The next gift was a box of pastries from Coin de Rue, including the elusive flat croissants that Buck had always been too late to try. He was ecstatic to finally have one in his hands and then confused as Eddie stole the last bite from his hand and popped it into his mouth with a smirk.   

When Buck unwrapped the collection of classic holiday movies and the ingredients for S’mores, Eddie told him to bring them over for movie night. He pressed against Buck when they relaxed on the couch and let his head rest on Buck’s shoulder. And when Buck slowly snaked his arm around Eddie’s waist, he hid his pleased grin against Buck’s neck and felt the tremor move through Buck’s body before he squeezed at Eddie’s side. Eddie thought about making his move then, but he had a plan with his son and he was committed to seeing it through.

On Christmas Eve their 24 hour shift started at noon so that they would have some time to spend with their families on Christmas Day. Buck opened his locker to find a three foot tall Christmas tree festooned with lights and a popcorn and cranberry string and absolutely covered with mini ornaments. Eddie watched as Buck pulled out the tree to examine each little trinket, excitedly pointing things out to Eddie.

“Oh, wow, there’s a little Jeep, and a fire helmet, a poker chip, a surfboard, a bee, a cocktail shaker and little cowboy hat, a tiara like the one Jee always makes me wear for tea parties, and, oh wow, these look like Chris’ glasses.” 

Buck turned to Eddie with suspiciously wet eyes. “I can’t believe my Secret Santa found all these. That must have taken forever.”

Eddie shrugged, trying to keep his face blank. “Maybe they think you’re worth it.”

“Well, I for one can’t wait to find out who it is tomorrow so I can thank them. This week has been amazing, even if we do have to work on Christmas.” 

“At least we have dinner with the Han’s to look forward to,” Eddie said, redirecting the conversation from speculation about Buck’s Secret Santa.

He listened to Buck chat about all the presents he got for Jee as they finished getting ready and headed up to the loft to wait for the first call.

They didn’t have to wait long until they were heading out to a house fire started by some idiot who put real candles on their Christmas tree, and after that they were rarely at the firehouse. They were lucky to catch a few hours of sleep before the calls started rolling in as LA woke up on Christmas morning.

By the time they made it back to the station it was almost time for the shift change, so Bobby took them offline to be sure they would all be able to go home without delay. After cleaning up from the last call, the members of A shift gathered to eat the cinnamon rolls Buck had baked the day before and exchange presents.

Hen presided over the gifts, a Santa hat perched on her head. She picked up each wrapped box, read out the recipients name and handed it over. 

Eddie laughed as he opened up the mustache grooming kit from Chimney and shook his head. “It’s not coming back, no matter how much you miss it,” he said. 

Chimney groaned. “But it made it so easy to tease you. Think of my fun, Eddie.”

Buck nudged his shoulder. “I kinda miss it too, it was sexy,” he whispered and Eddie didn’t think anyone could blame him for missing the next several gift exchanges. 

Finally, all the presents under the tree had been passed out and Buck was the only one without a gift.

Buck looked around the group, confused. “So, who was it? Who was my Secret Santa?” he asked. 

The sounds of crutches on the concrete floor of the loft interrupted him and Buck sprang up, turning with hope in his eyes to watch as Christopher walked towards them from Bobby’s office. 

He held a box in his hand and grinned wildly at the adults. “Special delivery for Buck,” he got out before Buck had hoisted him into a bear hug. 

“You’re here. Are you really here, for good?” Buck asked as he squeezed like a boa constrictor. 

“Yeah, I’m here to stay,” Christopher answered. “Grandma and Grandpa were cramping my style.”

Buck reluctantly set him down and looked to Eddie who nodded. 

“This is the best Christmas present ever,” Buck said, looking stunned.

“That’s not even your present, Buck,” Chris said with an eye roll. He handed Buck the box he’d been carrying and waited for him to open it.

Buck unwrapped the small rectangular box and lifted the lid. Inside nestled a Saint Christopher medal just like the one that sat next to Eddie’s heart. His eyes went wide when he recognized what it was and his next words came out choked. “For me?” 

“Duh. You need all the help you can get to stay safe so you can come home to dad and me.” Christopher said, the sarcastic words not fooling Buck who could see the hint of tears starting.

“Thank you, Chris. I promise to always try my best to come home safe to you.” 

“And dad?”

“And your dad,” Buck straightened, wiping a tear from the corners of his eye. “So I guess that means Eddie is my Secret Santa,” he said, turning to the rest of the group with a grin. 

Eddie walked over to them, his heart pounding in his chest. 

“Guilty as charged,” he said, coming to a stop facing Buck. He wiped his palms off on his uniform pants and then reached up, this time letting one hand rest on the side of Buck’s neck and placing the other on his waist. 

Eddie’s eyes roamed over Buck’s face, looking for any sign that this was unwanted and finding none. Buck’s eyes flicked down to his mouth and Eddie finally leaned in, moving slow in case Buck wanted to pull away.

But he must have been moving too slow because he felt himself being yanked up against Buck’s solid chest and then Buck’s lips were on his, pressing sweetly against his own. Eddie was vaguely aware of Hen in the background telling someone to pay up, but then Buck sighed and Eddie took the chance to deepen the kiss.  

They might have stayed there the rest of the day if Bobby’s discreet cough next to them hadn’t broken through their trance.

“We’ll have to talk about this next shift, but for now we’re done for the day. Go home and have a Merry Christmas,” Bobby said.

Buck leaned back, but kept his eyes on Eddie as if he couldn’t look away as he said “Merry Christmas, Cap.”

Then Buck pulled Eddie into a hug, whispering “Best Christmas ever,” into his hair. And Eddie had to agree. 

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3

Now on AO3

It's finished, just in time for Christmas. Happy Holidays, y'all.

[necroticboop]

🎄 Christmas Crack [x]

[msbarrows]

Making some Christmas crack for the nephew and I to share. While it's traditionally made with saltine crackers, I find I prefer making it with Social Tea cookies instead; they hold up a lot better, and rather than shattering into random sized pieces when you crack the candy apart, tend to break fairly neatly between the wafers. They're a very plain and not particularly sweet cookie, so being coated in buttery toffee/caramel and chocolate doesn't end up with something that's too sweet or rich.

It's hard to see in the final photo, but I lightly sprinkled salt over the left half of the pan. I also eyed a jar of crushed candy canes that's been lurking at the back of the cupboard here for a few years, but decided against them. They've been in the cupboard long enough that I bet they're glued together from humidity and more effort then they're worth.

I love how simple the recipe for this is. Though after making, what was it, three recipes of it within two months after trying it for the first time last year, I have definitely decided to (try and) limit it to one batch at Christmas, because my diabetes doesn't need the sugar.

[ranchhands]

who up christmassing they crack rn

[aniseandspearmint]

.... This kind if crack?

Orrrr-?

[aussiechefemma]

White Chocolate Christmas Crack

Have you seen this crack going around lately? Here’s my spin on another 3 part Christmas dessert! You need:

Crackers

Homemade caramel

White chocolate

To get in the festive spirit, I added some sprinkles to the top of mine, and a lot of recipes say to add cracked salt too! This is super easy for you to customise - you can use any chocolate! I’ve tried milk and white and they both turned out great!

Time: Prep - 20 Minutes, Cooling - 1 Hour

Makes: Whole Tray (Approx 30cm x 24cm)

Keeps: 3 Days Refrigerated

Ingredients:

75g - Sugar (I used white caster sugar, some recipes call for brown sugar)

75g - Butter (I haven’t tried to use a butter substitute to make the caramel yet, but it’s possible)

Enough to cover the bottom of the tin - Salada or Sao Crackers

1 Block (~180g) - White Chocolate

(Optional topping) Sprinkles

(Optional topping) Salt

Method:

Gather ingredients, pre-heat the oven to 180°C, line a baking tray (with a slightly higher edge) with baking paper

On top of the baking paper, put one layer of the crackers to cover the bottom of the tin

Weigh the butter and sugar into a small pot and put on a low heat

Once bubbles start to form, stir the caramel with a heatproof spatula for 5 minutes (set a timer) - if the caramel starts to burn, turn down the heat

Once the five minutes have passed, remove the caramel from the heat and pour over the crackers - smooth it evenly with the spatula

Put the tray in the oven for about 5 minutes so the caramel heats up again and sticks to the crackers

Carefully bring the tray out of the oven and break the chocolate into pieces before distributing it over the caramel - use the spatula to evenly spread the chocolate

Sprinkle any toppings on while the chocolate is still warm, allow the crack to cool a bit before covering and placing in the fridge for at least an hour to harden

Clean up your workspace

Take it out of the fridge, break it into pieces, and enjoy!

Have fun with your new recipe, and stay safe in the kitchen!

Chef Emma

[pastasaladofthegods-blog]

I made Christmas Crack last night: saltines, homemade toffee, and chocolate on top. Every video I watched and recipe I referenced was like "omg this is so easy" and NO IT WAS NOTTT: the butter to sugar ratio felt off, and it just refused to carmalise. I had to drain off the butter in a non stick pan and just blast heat at it until it did the thing lol

Hopefully the girls at work like my Christmas Crack Candy

[yawnyztired]

I FORGOT TO BOOST THE CRACK FIC ON HERE: THE BITCHASS GYUVIN CENTRIC OCTODAD CROSSOVER HOLIDAY CRACK FIC

COME GET YOUR CRACK🥊

[babybulls15]

Perfect Christmas

(Lestappen, 3.3k, rated T, 1/1)

(Established Relationship, Crack Treated Seriously, Fluff and Crack, Christmas Fluff, Marriage Proposal, Christmas Party, Karaoke, Attempt at Humor, Perfect Christmas by S Club 7 is a good song, Mistletoe by Justin Bieber is too but not for a proposal, don't let Daniel and Lando plan your proposal if you don't want a flash-mob, but luckily Max locates a braincell before it could go too far)

Lando got the idea that Max could also just sing the song himself. That way he didn’t have to dance but could still be the one to lead the whole thing. Apparently they did listen to Max repeatedly telling them he hated dancing, yet chose not to acknowledge his rejection of the overall idea. --- After getting outsourced from his own proposal planning, Max tries to come up with a way he can show Charles his love, without having to dance.

(But ends up doing it a little bit anyway.)

Read it here. :)

[fenixfoxtrot510]

[valkxrie]

@kylo-wrecked sent an ask from this meme (accepting) [ lights ] sender and receiver admire the lights together

Some tales said the Aurora was the Valkyrie; their power slipping off their wings as they travelled overhead. But, there were no Valkyrie up there. Not in this realm. Not this far out. There was just one, sitting beside a fire, face turned to the sky.

It was quiet. Peaceful. Far from anything else. Brunnhilde thought the ship hummed too much. It grumbled and growled constantly. Planet-side, she could sit and stretch her wings. Any planet. Anything with a sky. She could turn her expression upward and close her eyes as the night above bathed itself in blue and green. In gold too, and sometimes red.

She hid nothing in her features; the night air crisp and lovely as it bit her cheeks and the small upturn of her smile. He could see everything, if he looked. He could even crawl back inside her mind and see through her eyes, hear through her ears. She would let him. Shuffle over with her blank spaces and her rage and give him a corner.

"Listen." Her smile was more evident as she spoke, soft in the silence as her lips remained parted. Her hair was loose, her wings spread to the warmth of the fire, her body wrapped in a cloak. Eyes opened to see Ren, to watch him in the silence. To watch if he was admiring the aurora. To watch the way a hawk would watch a wolf; openly and without great threat. "Can you hear them singing?"

[strawlessandbraless]

Dean Winchester collecting strays & offering comfort through physical touch

[aydien677]

Bro is not beating the autism allegations.