LINKDING

Summary: "After all, this gracious daozhang has been spoiling me so much lately, and it’s high time I returned the favor.” Xie Lian trailed to a stop behind Hua Cheng, looking a little lost as Hua Cheng leaped briskly up the steps. Once there, he stopped to flash an impish grin in Xie Lian’s direction. “If dianxia has no objections– allow /me/ to make dinner tonight.” 🍲 In which 'home' isn't a place, but the people in it. (Or, "Good Soup: the fic") ➤ a sweet hualian fic from before they get together ➤ about hua cheng and xie lian cooking together at puqi shrine, and about what makes the feeling of home ➤ lots of great food details! ➤ 8k words in length

Summary: <blockquote>Jiang Cheng realises that his own nephew has never tried his mother's signature dish, and takes it upon himself to rectify this. [Recipe at the end]</blockquote> ➤ post-canon, jiang cheng realises jin ling has never tasted his mother's soup ➤ cue the epic quest to learn how to recreate it, and the things he learns along the way ➤ lovely fic about family and about food ➤ 4k words in length ➤ thanks to stultiloquentia for the rec!

<blockquote>Luo Binghe buys groceries, eats, cries, and eats again.</blockquote>

<blockquote>I only had three things going for me. Firstly, they didn’t know who I was yet. And secondly, that meant they didn’t know that I was a lowbinder, or that there were only two magic bindings I was any good at. One was how to find something lost. And the other was how to summon something small to hand from close by, or send something equally small. Perfect for card tricks. Not so good for knots around my hands. If one of them got close enough, maybe I could steal something to release myself. And thirdly, morning was coming. And then the show would start and maybe they would be distracted enough for me to break out from here. Aunty still wouldn’t have her wok, but I’d have to work that out later.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Theoretically he knows it’s possible to bake bread using nuruk as the yeast starter, and he’s sure he’ll figure it out eventually, but making the bread is just the first step! Then he’s got to somehow recreate Italian seasoning from scratch, and that’s not even getting into the cheese— In the past, in the future, Bong-hwan and So-yon navigate their appetites.</blockquote>

<blockquote>A day in the life of the Untheileneise kitchens.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Luo Binghe is seventeen, and on the cusp of great things.</blockquote> ➤ Preslash, early canon, lbh's pov

<blockquote>For all the weirdness of the new life Nile found herself in, it was--of all things--a grilled cheese sandwich that finally pushed her over the metaphorical edge.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Mirror Uhura claims Mirror Janice Rand as a slave. She could do anything with her, so naturally she decides to treat her to a good breakfast.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Patrick’s never met anyone who cares about food the way David cares about food.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Ava and Zach dig into the blue crate, not yet put away, and select three eggs each. Golden eggs from golden geese in Wisconsin, eggs that remind Ava of crafty Easter displays. Mythique doesn’t use chicken eggs, and Ava doesn’t use any magical ingredients at all until she can prove herself by making a golden omelet just as perfect as she can make with a chicken egg. Until they prove their worth, the new people, she and Zach, are stuck peeling potatoes and washing lettuce. She’s been trying for two weeks. Zach’s been trying for three.</blockquote> ➤ excellent and unsettling

<blockquote>“So you’re a chef,” the huntress said, after she’d saved the day, “and you’re out here to hunt and cook a dragon?” “Yes?” Kee picked leaves off her muddied pants, a futile gesture.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Jack Zimmermann keeps up with his neighborhood's Facebook group only so he can keep an eye out for lost dogs during his morning run. Until the day one of his neighbors starts giving away pies.</blockquote>

<blockquote>A young food taster to the Traitor King must make a difficult choice in this story of pastries, magic, and revenge.</blockquote>

<blockquote>At midnight in the Night & Day Bakery, the burnt-caramel vanilla scent of warm sugar rose into the air and hovered. Esmé was careful to keep the heat balanced—if the sugar got too warm, not only would the syrup scorch, but the spell inside of it would burn, too. The oven, as if attuned to her very thoughts, held steady. Esmé smiled.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Engineer’s meat wept and squirmed and wriggled inside her steel organ cavity, so different from the stable purr of gears and circuit boards. You couldn’t count on meat. It lulled you with its warmth, the soft give of skin, the tug of muscle, the neurotransmitter snow fluttering down from neurons to her cyborg logic center. On other days, the meat sickened, swelled inside her steel shell, pressed into her joints. Putrid yellow meat-juices dripped all over her chassis, eroding away its chrome gloss. It contaminated everything, slicking down her tools while she hacked into the engine core on the stolen ship. It dripped between her twelve long fingers on her six joined arms as she helped her cyborg siblings jettison all the ship’s extra gear out the airlocks to speed the trip. So when the first human vessel pinged their stolen ship with an order for grub, Engineer knew that meat was somehow to blame.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Food and love have a lot in common. Leia learns how to cook. This takes some time.</blockquote> ➤ three times Leia cooks with someone else

<blockquote>Mark is having a "Fuck You, Mars" moment.</blockquote> ➤ post-canon. I enjoyed Mark's complicated and sometimes contradictory feelings about potatoes

<blockquote>Feral Desert Child and Former Stormtrooper Learn How To Food, Beleaguered Resistance Pilot Watches With Love And Horror</blockquote>

<blockquote>The first time Rey tried something fresh and crunchy and good, she was in a cantina on a planet more green than she could have ever imagined, and the little treat was crisp on her tongue and a collection of flavours she had no memory of ever experiencing.</blockquote> ➤ predictably, I don't care about the kylo ren sections. but everything else is good!

<blockquote>Yolande persuades Sunshine to employ her magic in her baking. Sunshine has her doubts.</blockquote>

<blockquote>This is a food blog, not a disease blog, but of course the rumors all over about bird flu are making me nervous. I don’t know about you, but I deal with anxiety by cooking. </blockquote> ➤ the chronicles of a family dealing with an epidemic as told through a food blog. This worked REALLY WELL and by the end I was SO ATTACHED to everyone in the story and ughghgh I hope everything does work out for them in the end

<blockquote>Welcome to The Great British Bake Off.</blockquote> ➤ I did not expect a modern AU involving baking to have this much in the way of Lady Pole feels

<blockquote>Every year, the annual careers fair sees competition between Greendale and City College over who gets a second booth. This year, it looks like the only way to settle this question is through brownies, a training montage, and a surprising amount of references to Rocky IV.</blockquote>

<blockquote>It may be over, but it's never really over. And there's more to Sunshine's gifts than she sees.</blockquote> ➤ With bonus cinnamon bread recipe

<blockquote>Every morning's the same. John wakes up before dawn, goes down to the kitchen, and starts making honey bread. Next come muffins, turnovers, cinnamon twists, single batches of different kinds of cookies, and a second batch of honey bread for later. He starts in on his deliveries at six-thirty. When he walks into Weir & Caldwell Accounting, the receptionist brightens and says, "Oh good, the bakery guy is here! Thanks!" That's basically all he ever hears her say. He doesn't mind. He only knows her name is Laura Cadman because she signs the receipt neatly.</blockquote> ➤ yet another of those delightful sga fics I read but didn't bookmark back in the day

<blockquote>Lizzie and Darcy do lunch. “So,” Fitz says, “speaking of mixing things up. Let’s talk about the big white elephant in the room. You guys are talking to each other, even after Darcy’s disastrous internet love confession. That’s pretty cool!”  “Uh…” Lizzie says, looking around the room, her skin flushing pink. “What?” Fitz asks. “We were all totally thinking it. Am I supposed to pretend it didn’t happen? Gigi and I talk about it all the time.”</blockquote>

➤ When Arthur comes out as gay to his father, Uther is horrified and doesn't understand anything but HE WILL NOT REJECT HIS SON so he determines to LEARN. And somehow Merlin ends up being the guy guiding Uther into a better understanding of gayness. ➤ Main focus is Uther-Merlin friendship ➤ originally on kinkmeme here: http://kinkme-merlin.livejournal.com/32553.html?thread=34760489

<blockquote>When Cottia arrives in Calleva, her Aunt Valaria means to remake her into a Roman maiden. Cottia does not approve of this plan, but she may not be able to resist.</blockquote>

<blockquote>There was a time when the woods near Duva ate girls…or so the story goes. But it’s just possible that the danger may be a little bit closer to home.</blockquote> ➤ The nature and identity of good and bad in this story is very interesting, and definitely commentary on traditional fairy tales