We all got both light and dark inside us. What matters is the part we choose to act on. That’s who we really are.
THE MAGIC BEGINS - A Harry Potter Challenge »17 - Favourite marauder.
“We’ve all got both light and dark inside us. What matters is the part we choose to act on. That’s who we really are. ” - Sirius Black
His weave went flying and errthang!!!
oh my god bilbo you cant just steal blazers from dead people
IT DOESNT EVEN FIT YOU PROPERLY
WELCOME TO BRITAIN, WHERE WE HAVE THE SAME 12 ACTORS AND THE SAME COSTUMES.
Why do I feel like this is Sirius Black and James Potter as pigeons?
James Potter: Leader of the Marauders, died protecting his wife and son from the Dark Lord. He greeted his son, Harry, before his death in the Forbidden Forest.His patronus was a stag.
Sirius Black: The most rowdy Marauder of them all, he remained faithful and loyal, after all those years…even in Azkaban. He “would have died rather than betray” Lily and James, his friends. His animagus was a dog.
Peter Pettigrew: The Marauder who betrayed James and Lily, telling their whereabouts to the Dark Lord — “A monstrous betrayal.” His animagus was a rat.
Remus Lupin: The level-headed one of the Marauders, he was the main genius behind the Marauder’s Map which gave pathways to make traveling through the Hogwarts Grounds easier. He then became the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher during Harry Potter’s third year. He was a werewolf.
Captain America Shield Cupcakes
So, I decided to spend my Independence Day making Captain A’s shield into yummy, yummy cupcakes. The final result are these (slightly demented but) INCREDIBLY DELICIOUS lemon, blueberry, and strawberry cupcakes.
Final result: lemon sponge cake base filled with tangy lemon cream, and decorated with lemon, blueberry, and strawberry cream cheese frostings.
I’ll post the recipe if anyone cares. In the meanwhile, I’m off to concoct cupcakes for all of the other Avengers.
A Star-Spangled Cake in a Cup… Or something.
CAPSICLE CUPCAKES RECIPE
Because thehumantorpedo demanded it. Thank her.
(makes 20-24, depending on how much batter you lose while transferring it from mizing bowl to baking pan, and how big you fill the muffin cups. And, if you manage to flatten the sponges/overmix the batter, makes about 12 really sticky, soft cookies)
Nota Bene: I cook like a crazy person. I grab things in my fridge and throw them in bowls and blenders and ovens based on sight and weight and smell alone. I don’t do much measuring, so, with the exception of the sponge cake, everything is to taste. Experiment! like the Stark family. Because the worst that will happen is you’ll blow something up.
I mean. >_>; ANYWAY.
LEMON SPONGE CAKE
- 6 eggs
- 1 cup baker’s sugar (granulated will do if you’re not fussy like I am)
- 1/4 cup cold water
- 2 teaspoons lemon extract (or 1 each of lemon extract and lemon zest)
- 1 cup cake flour (1 cup minus 2 tablespoons, if you use all-purpose)
- 1/2 teaspoon cream of tartar
- 1/4 teaspoon salt
1.) Separate the eggs. Put the yolks in the larger of your two large mixing bowls and threaten them that if they don’t tell you where to find the tesseract, they will suffer.
2.) Beat egg yolks until thick and light yellow. Gradually beat in the sugar. Add the water and lemon and beat some more. Beat in the flour. Recruit a minion to keep stirring it while you move on to step 2. (Or stick it on a stand mixer on super low. Or, if you’re a luddite like me and have neither minions nor stand mixers, stir it every now and again while you do step 2.)
3.) Beat egg whites until frothy, while insulting their military prowess and telling them that your grandmother has more life in her old bones, God rest her soul. Add cream of tartar and salt, and continue beating the hell out of those eggs. Make them regret enlisting. If you have a hand or stand mixer, lucky you. If you’re a luddite like me (or actually, just broke and have other things to spend money on than a mixer, delightful though they are), summon up all your righteous rage at the universe and beat it until your arm hurts, and then beat it some more. You’re going to beat the hell out of those egg whites until they’re stiff but not dry (i.e., if you pull the whisk out, the whites that trail off of it form a peak that holds its shape, but the foam is still sort of glossy looking) because it is good practice for punching Adolf Hitler in the face.
4.) Fold the egg whites into the egg yolk mixture. DO NOT OVER MIX or you will pop all the microbubbles in the whites and it will lose all of its volume and you will end up with very sticky, eggy, sweet, soft cookies, not cake, and certainly not anything resembling the gloriousness of Captain America Cupcakes. It’ll look more like Stark’s exploding car. Not a good thing for you, your ego, or your oven.
5.) Using your magical cupcake dispenser (what do you mean you don’t have one? Seriously? Get one. Best ten bucks I’ve spent recently. Just make sure you’re very careful when you fill it, and always hold it perfectly upright and you’ll be fine) fill your cupcake papers with batter, about 1/2 - 2/3 of the way full. You don’t want them to get muffin-topped, but if you fill them any less, the baked cupcakes will be too flat to fill with lemon cream. And that would be a tragedy, because you really don’t want a situation where if you stick a toothpick in it, it’ll go right through it. It will make you cry.
6.) Bake at 325 degrees Fahrenheit until the tops are solid and slightly golden, and an inserted toothpick comes out clean. On my oven, that was about 30 minutes. Your mileage will vary. DO NOT insert the toothpick until the tops have turned slightly golden. If you stick a toothpick in too early, you can completely flatten out your sponge, and, again, get really delicious cookies but not cake. Don’t let the screaming fool you - it can take it.
7.) Pull those babies out and stick ‘em someplace boobytrapped where they’ll be safe from passers-by while they cool. In the meanwhile, start making the frostings and filling, occasionally throwing evil glares at anyone who wanders too close, including and especially the cat. Keep a spray bottle to hand and mercilessly attack anyone who thinks they can grab one and escape before you notice.
- a tub of sour cream
- more of that lemon extract
- sugar to taste (I used baker’s sugar, you can use granulated)
1.) Dump the sour cream in a bowl. Add lemon extract and sugar to taste, depending on how tangy/sweet you want it. I used about a tablespoon of extract and half a cup of sugar per 8 oz of sour cream.
2.) Mix the bejesus out of it, and stick in your fridge.
3.) Use a wooden spoon to beat anyone who tries to steal it or one of the still-cooling lemon cakes while you make your frostings.
- cream cheese
- whatever’s left of that lemon extract (seriously, I used an entire bottle between the sponge cake, filling, and frostings. It was a tiny bottle, but a whole bottle nonetheless.)
- powdered sugar (and a lot of it)
- 2 tablespoons of white grape or peach juice (optional)
- red and blue food coloring (optional)
1.) Divide the cream cheese into three bowls. (I just got three packages of it so I wouldn’t have to deal with chopping it up, and you can always use the extra later to make a really painfully patriotic cheesecake if the mood strikes you. Or just eat the leftovers with a spoon, like my mom did. I suppose you could also use it to paint epic portraits of your overlord.)
2.) In the first one, add the lemon extract and mix into the cream cheese. Add powdered sugar to taste, making sure that the consistency is thick enough to hold its shape but thin enough that it will pipe out nicely. Grab your blender and get ready to scare the cat. Talk French at it to bewilder Mr. Mews even more.
3.) Pick a few of the strawberries (about 1/4 to 1/2 a cup, but remember that it’s better to start with fewer berries and add more if necessary than to start with too many.) and toss them in the blender with the cream cheese from one of the other bowls. Add a few drops of red food coloring if you want to make it REALLY bright, and a tablespoon of the juice if you’ve decided to throw that in too. Blend the hell out of it until begs for mercy and you can’t see any lumps. Pour it back into the bowl. Add powdered sugar and mix until it’s frosting consistency. Repeat with the blueberries and blue food coloring and remainder of the juice in the other bowl.
4.) Fridge all three frostings, and go watch Captain America while they re-solidify a bit. Keep a bucket of water balloons at hand to pitch at anyone and everyone who ventures near the fridge while it’s all fridging. (Bonus points if you shout “Avengers Assemble!” Bonus points if you can get other people to help you defend the desserts from said invaders and YOU WIN THE INTERNET if they fit into actual roles of either the Avengers or the Cap’s POW crew. Have massive water balloon fight in your kitchen, and realize that nobody has watched any of the movie. Clean up mess before you even think about pulling the cupcake stuff back out again.)
PUTTING IT ALL TOGETHER
1.) Order everyone out of the room who isn’t actually helping (and by helping I mean helping, not just lurking to steal bits of food while you’re busy fighting to make your frosting stars not look idiotic). Too many moving pieces to keep an eye on.
2.) Get a really sharp knife and stab into the heart of your cupcakes. you don’t want the knife blade to go all the way down - just about to the center. Cut an X with the center of the cupcake at the crossing point. Be careful that the knife never gets further than half-deep or you’ll trigger the tesseract and find your ass on the other end of time and space and that would just suck.
3.) Grab your cupcake injector (what? You don’t have one of those either? Here, get one. Second best ten bucks I’ve spent recently. And if you feel lazy (no judging, I was wishing I’d done this), get four, one for each frosting and the filling) and fill it with the lemon sour cream serum… I mean. No, I meant that. We’re making superhero cupcakes here! Stab it where X marks the spot, and fill your cupcake until it can’t take anymore. This will take some practice to get used to the feel of it to make sure you aren’t filling it at too shallow of a level or too deep. The first couple of cupcakes will get slightly mutilated, kinda like Schmidt. I mean. No. Wait. Yeah, I meant that. Rinse, repeat, and keep practicing until all of your cupcakes come out as perfect as Captain Steve Rogers. Hello, soldier.
4.) Wash out your injector (or grab the spare, you delightfully lazy person, you) and fill it with the white lemon frosting. This one is pretty much guaranteed to have the thickest consistency, because we didn’t add fruit or juice to it really, so use it to trace around the edge of the cupcakes. This will keep the colored frostings from dripping off the sides and slipping into the ocean before they’ve had a chance to learn how to dance. If you have some left in the injector afterward, just squeeze it back into the bowl, or start drawing stars on (but it’s harder to start with the stars. Trust me on this). I found that cupcakes had too small of surface area to do three stripes (two red and one white in the middle), but if you feel daring, add the middle stripe now.
5.) Clean out the injector again, and this time add the red. Sweep a red stripe (or two, if you felt brave) around the circumference of the cupcake. Whistle the Star-Spangled Man With a Plan as you do so.
6.) Blue frosting! Start properly singing. Fill in the centers, covering the part where the lemon cream filling is visible from the overflow.
7.) Stars. Almost there! I think you’re pretty much obligated to be belting out the words by this point. If you’re tone-deaf, do a chorus girl dance.
8.) Stick these in the fridge or freezer to chill for 70 years like our favorite Capsicle to let the frosting set. Give up after 10 minutes and serve, preferably with fireworks and assasins and a nervous breakdown. BECAUSE FREEDOM. And because you missed a date while you were in a sugar coma.
Coming up this weekend: Thor and Loki!
Because for whatever reason, I am on a one-woman mission to CUPCAKE ALL THE CHARACTERS, starting with the Avengers.
Sirius Black hadn’t cried in years. Not since he was a young child.
But when he saw the body of his best friend, James; the sounds of young Harry crying beside his mother, Lily’s, body; as he stood in the falling ash from the smoldering building that was once the Potter home; he broke down. It was then he realized that his life would never be the same.
For as long as he lived and as long as he was still a free man; from that moment on; he vowed to destroy Peter Petigrew. No matter the cost. For the greater good.
He didn’t lose his sanity in Azkaban. It was already gone by then. He did not protest as the Ministry witch angrily informed him that Crouch had sent him to Azkaban for life, without a trial. He did not protest as the dementors locked him in his cell, and he did not protest when they visited daily, wanting to suck every last bit of life out of him. He was the original rebel, and he didn’t need to protest to rebel against them. His silence, his appearance of sanity, was rebellion enough.
But he wasn’t sane. Not without James. Not without the freedom that James had bought him when they had become friends. In Azkaban, they thought they had silenced the rebel, but they had not. He was rebelling- for James, for Lily, and for himself. Because that’s what he did. He was a rebel. [x]