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listen. there’s nothing “boring” about ships that are stable and built on mutual trust and respect. there can be angst and drama and all those juicy bits without the characters being absolutely abysmal to each other all the damn time
Middle-aged ones at that.
Mermaid AU! Mermaid AU!! I have been working on this picture for literal years. I mean there was a big break, first after the flats cuz rendering was not my friend, then it took a long time to want to do backgrounds, but here it finally is!
The key ties into those pressures of royal life I mentioned before (you know, like years ago, you remember that, right?). When she was a baby, Rhen's parents were lost in a shipwreck, along with the box containing the royal sigma ring that has been passed down through the Pendragon line and verifies Rhen's right to the throne. All that was recovered from the wreck was Rhen herself and the key to the box. Without the ring, contenders to the throne have grounds to oppose Rhen's upcoming coronation. She has few loyal companions she can trust. Galahad, an old friend of her mother's, is one of them. (I am going crazy imagining an Alicia Galahad friendship, this would be impossible in canon, someone save me😭)
If only there were someone who could search the ocean floor for a locked box, hmm?
will never be normal about the way odo looks at kira at the end of necessary evil, the compassion, the love, the understanding, like holy fuck, before the most incredible dialogue [“what you think of me matters a lot… I was afraid”] odo just looks at her with so much love, they really see each other in such a different way than like every other character I feel crazy about them
With a father like LELAND I’ll bet he’s been sleeping with one eye open since he was an infant 💀
I imagine Syrah and Gabbi catching her and making light fun of it but I haven’t drawn it yet lol

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Cheesecake Recipe
I just saw the absolutely most disgusting cheesecake ever conceived of being advertised as a “European nobility” recipe and the worst part is people actually believed it just because it used honey instead of sugar. Friends. You can use honey instead of sugar in any recipe you want, but the health benefits will be the same in any cooked item because prolonged heat destroys the antimicrobial properties of the honey. It’s just sugar at that point. It’s not a fancy European secret. AND, the cheesecake was baked too long and at too high a temperature, dairy curdled, eggs scrambled, top dry and brown. Maybe you could feed it to royalty if you were looking to get your head chopped off. I was so incensed at the complete mockery of cheesecake that I decided to share my recipe. It may include some ingredients that weren’t available when the guillotine was popular, but the methods will result in a creamy, smooth, delicious, *actual* cheesecake that you could safely offer to the most brutal rulers of any century.
Ingredients
1-2 cups crushed cookies or nuts (like 2-3 handfuls)
2-3 Tb butter (1-1.5 oz)
3 eight ounce packages cream cheese, room temp (24 oz)
1 cup sugar (200 g)
3 eggs
1-3 tsp vanilla extract (5-15 ml)
1 cup heavy whipping cream (240 ml)
Directions
Set out the 3 blocks of cream cheese 1-4 hours ahead of time to soften to room temperature, especially if you don’t have an electric mixer.
When you’re ready to start, preheat the oven to 300 degrees Fahrenheit (149 C). If your oven runs hot, set it to 275-290F.
If you have a 9 in springform pan, wrap the outside of it with heavy tinfoil to make it waterproof. Several times. So much foil. (Can also use any 9 inch pan and wrap it anyway, the insulation will keep the sides nice and creamy.) Put parchment paper in the bottom of the pan.
If you’re making a crust do that in the pan. 1-2 cups crushed cookie or whatever and 2-3 Tb butter, pressed into the bottom of the pan. Bake 10-15 minutes to make it set.
Remove the crust to cool, and put a pan filled halfway with water on the bottom rack of the oven. This will be your water bath and it is crucial if you live in a dry climate.
Use an electric mixer thing to beat (not whip) the 3 blocks cream cheese and 1 cup sugar. Keep going until it is smooth, about 2-3 minutes. Scrape down at least once during this, and once after. If you are mixing by hand, this will take a while. Have patience. I promise it will be worth it.
Add the 3 eggs one at time, mixing on low and scraping down after each one. The eggs are fragile and you’ll ruin the texture if you don’t do this slowly, which is why the rest of the batter has to be smooth before you add them. (If mixing by hand, you probably aren’t capable of over-mixing unless you’re like, Goku or something.)
Add the 1-3 tsp vanilla and keep mixing on low until it’s all blended in. You can measure with your heart but don’t be like the cake poll. Let your brain be part of this too.
Add the 1 cup cream and mix on low until it is completely and utterly blended. ON LOW. Do not whip the cream. You will ruin the eggs we just spent 15 years on.
Pour the cheesecake batter into the springform (or otherwise) pan and put the pan over the water bath in the oven (or in it if you only have one shelf).
Bake for like 60 minutes until the top is not glossy and it jigglies not liquidies. IT SHOULD NOT BE BROWN. DO NOT LISTEN TO THE CRAZY INTERNET PEOPLE. It doesn’t even need to be golden. If it’s not liquid, it’s done.
When the time is up, do NOT take the cheesecake out of the oven. Just turn the oven off and let the cheesecake cool inside for 60 minutes. Then move the cheesecake to a cooling rack on the counter and let cool until it’s at room temperature (at least an hour). Then move the cheesecake to continue to cool in the refrigerator for like 8 hours. So overnight. Yay.
In 87 weeks, you can finally. Finally eat it. Top with fruit or caramel or anything you like. Feed it to visiting royalty. Hoard it for yourself. I don’t care, just never, NEVER let the weirdy psuedohealth influencers tell you it has to be curdled and burnt to be good for you. It is DESSERT, and it has plenty of protein and necessary fats and sugars that are part of a well-rounded diet. There is enough needless suffering in the world. Do not add another scrambled egg “cheesecake” to the list.
Crockpot variation: tinfoil coil in the bottom of crockpot, wrap 4 oz jars in tinfoil, cook on high 1.5 hours (starting with off crockpot and lukewarm water bath). Cool 1 hr on counter, 8 hours in fridge. Will make like 8-10 jars
Lemon variation: add zest of 1 lemon to 1 cup sugar and pulse in food processor before adding to cream cheese. Add some zest to the crust too if you want. Juice the zested lemon and add it through a sieve at same time as cream. This one will be lighter than the original recipe, if you prefer less density.
Aveyontober 22 - Ball
!!!! I!!!! DID IT!!!!!! THE END!!!!!! WOOHOOO!!!!! Of course I had to end with my sweet children. When Rhen is queen she can declare an evening of celebration whenever she wants and dance the night away with her love and tbh I wish I was her right now, that’s the Life. I am so bad at buildings so I was especially proud of the castle. Also I made the texture brushes for the lights and leaves!! Yay. The pose is referenced from a Cinderella screencap, the ballroom scene in that movie is Gorgeous and I’ve always wanted to try to replicate the feel so Yay for bucket lists.
The full res version of my nutcracker princess au because my hard drive finally came back to me^^
"Pulling you in for a kiss with a scarf," Rhen and Dameon, whoever could this be
I know who this iiiiiiiiissssss~ I really hope this was what you were looking for!
The shriek of absolute glee and joy echoed through the spacious grounds of a mountain estate, as from the door of the newly cleaned building a young woman dressed in furs from head to toe went sprinting out the door to throw herself with abandon into the fluffy white snow.
“I LOVE WINTER!”
Strands of lilac hair escaped the soft brown hat and from the large porch extending out from the entrance of the villa, a young man leaned against the railing with a look of amusement and affection.
With a breathless laugh Rhen sat up and looked towards her husband, making grabby hand gestures for him to come join her.
“You my love, are an eternal child.” Dameon teased, descending the steps and approaching her in the snow.
Mischief glittered in the sword singers eyes and with a deceptively innocent look up at him, she reached over and grabbed a handful of snow before throwing it up at him and scrambling to her feet.
“HEY!!”
The healer brushed the snow away from his face, laughing as Rhen took off in the opposite direction. Dameon’s eyes were wide for a moment, then he smiled wickedly and took off diagonally to the direction she was running.
The chase was on.
Rhen grinned, glancing back and seeing his plan before altering her own course into the small grove of trees that separated parts of the property.
“I see you!!” Dameon singsonged, his wife yelping and ducking deeper into the trees.
She glanced about, before giggling slightly at a perfectly unfair idea as without a moment of pause she shed the overly long travel cloak before reaching to grab hold of the branches and pulling herself up. Quickly she navigated herself up the tree, moving around to the other side of the trunk to finally settle on a sturdy branch out of sight of where Dameon was coming from.
Below she watched as the brown haired mage stepped into the clearing, moving around below her before suddenly stopping and turning to stare fully at the cloak on the ground. He paused, before following the steps in the snow she hadn’t thought to hide all the way to the tree before shaking his head with a smile.
“Rhen?”
She laughed, knowing she had lost as she peeked her head around the trunk of the tree and waved.
“Come join me?”
Dameon heaved a teasing sigh before scaling the tree quickly, settling in the open space that Rhen scooted over to leave between her and the tree trunk. The lilac-haired woman smiled, moving to lean into him before letting out a soft squeak and shivering when some snow from his shoulder slipped down her neck.
“Wait, where did your hat go?”
Rhen paused, looked up and reaching to run her hand over her hair a moment before shrugging.
“Must have come off when I was running, I don’t remember feeling it falling off though.” She said, puzzled.
A shake of the head was his only response as he reached up to remove his scarf, gently looping it around her neck. He seemed to be about to tie it for her before suddenly stopping, his eyes flicking him to meet her curious gaze.
The calm breathing was the only sound between them as Dameon seemed to ponder something, before gently tugging her face closer with the scarf and leaning down to press his lips to hers. Rhen’s eyes fluttered shut, and she leaned into her husband with a happy hum.
This was the perfect holiday for her. This time to run and play like a child once more with the one she loved. His kiss was sweeter than any fine dessert they could have ever had at the castle.
Asdjdjksjs I imagined this with Rhen doing the pulling but this was so much sweeter and softer thank you, I love it T.T
A Christmas gift for lovely @mu11berry Since I couldn’t join secret santa((due to extremely busy for a couple months ago)), this is the least I can do for her xD
I had NO IDEA whether Mediaeval au celebrate Xmas or not, so I’m drawing Rhen built Talia snowman close to Thornkeep instead((in spite Dameon has a very salty relationship with her until defeating final boss omg. Also as gentleman as he can be, he use his cape to share with her just in case she’s cold))

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Merry Christmas and a happy new year!! Even though let’s be honest, I’m definitely going to draw more Aveyond fanart before January 1st XD
Rhen and Dameon would hold the record for the most fun decorating ever and Rhen would definitely have a secret agenda involving involving a certain type of trimming >.>
I wanted to draw Galahad and Te'ijal kissing and I do what I want. Also while part of me can see Galahad being a stick in the mud and saying the mistletoe tradition is hogwash, the other more powerful and awesome part knows he would be all about the Tradition of it and would totally kiss an unsuspecting Te'ijal, thank you
Merry Christmas!!
(The mobile app ruins this pic so here’s a link to a better quality image on deviantart for if you’re on phone: http://fav.me/dcuria0)
you know how in the canon ending, Rhen and Dameon’s rule of Thais leads the world into a golden age
so you could say
it’s almost like
they started a Rhenaissance

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reblog to tell a 14 year old that these are the very, very hard years and they're not wrong to feel the way they do.
I had a fifteen minute long crying session yesternight over the fact that all I was 10 years ago, at the ripe old age of 14, is lost and lonely, and now, at 24, I am neither and that filled me with so much gratitude
reblog to tell a teenager that these aren’t actually the best years of your life and that things can and will get better when you have independance and maybe are away from your situation right now.
Its me reblog to tell me that
Rarity drawn from memory