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princesssunderworld · 10 months ago
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I wonder why they are Lemon and Tangerine. 🍋🍊
And not Lemon and Lime 🍋‍🟩?
There has to be a reason right?
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thehoneycrypt · 6 months ago
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Risky Business
word count: 5.5k
contains: modern/college au, no preestablished romantic relationships (viktor and reader are besties that torment jayce /hj), frat bro/lacrosse player!jayce, honors student!viktor, art kid!reader, switch!jayce, dom!viktor, switch!reader, bottom!jayce, top!viktor, alcohol, weed, drug use, stoner!viktor & stoner!reader, oral sex (blowjob & pussy eat), anal sex, cock milking, safe sex & proper use of lube!!! (wrap it before you tap it & never do anal without lube), doggy style, too many mentions of prostate/cock/dick/pussy/cunt, praise kink, corruption kink, virgin!jayce, teasing, praise, pet names (golden boy/darling/sweetheart/baby), vaginal sex, somewhat animalistic/rough sex, we swallow not spit, cervix bruising, multiple orgasms, jayce aims to please, jayce’s cock is too powerful, lightweight!jayce (bro can't handle the weed), viktor and reader are menaces, one off mention of public sex, humiliation if you squint
summary: jayce embarks on a spiritual journey of sex, drugs, and rock n' roll with the help of his two hottest classmates at his fraternity's risky business themed party.
a/n: shoutout to this fic's beta reader @zevrra <3 they're awesome and write amazing arcane content!
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Stale booze, pungent smoke from loosely rolled joints, and people making out in every room of the house are the trifecta of a typical frat house party. Yet, things have been turned up to a hundred and fifty for Greek Week’s Battle of the Greeks, each frat and sorority house on the Row competing to be the Greek Life chapter. For Piltover University’s Sigma Phi Delta, Greek Week means maintaining their incumbent title. 
Jayce, the newest recruit and brother, has the most unfortunate task for the party: keeping drunken idiots from destroying every inch of the frat house. Not that he minds, of course! Despite his charming looks and demeanor, Jayce Talis despises parties. Sure, a party of twenty people or less is fine, but a party at this level of insanity? Pure nightmare fuel.
To make matters worse for poor Jayce, someone from Sigma Phi Delta (he has his suspicion of who was responsible, a certain snobby blonde named Allira Salo) had suggested Risky Business as the theme for this year’s Battle of the Greeks. Now, here’s Jayce, standing by the drinks table in nothing but grey boxers, crew socks, and the longest button down he could find. D.M.S.R. by Prince plays over the speakers, a staple from the movie and the perfect party song.
Jayce nurses a Red Solo cup of cheap liquor in his hands, but he hadn’t taken a single sip. Whenever a frat brother or chatty drunk girl would come up to him, Jayce would feign drinking and laugh like a gleeful drunkard, playing along in the hopes they would skitter away to their next victim.
“Not much of a drinker, huh?” someone shouts to him over the loud beat of the funk track. Jayce looks down–he has to look down at everyone on the campus–and sees you, a classmate from his ART 106 class, Drawing for Non-Majors. Everyone pursuing a degree at Piltover University is required to take a “Creativity and Creative Development” class as part of their core curriculum. Drawing for Non-Majors happens to be the only art Jayce believes he could net an easy ‘A’ in. 
“How could you tell?” he yells back, as the music switches to The Dream is Always the Same, a somewhat psychedelic song. You tease the rim of your cup, bubbling lemon-lime soda inside, “You’re the least giddy frat boy at the party.”
Jayce eyes the way you guide your manicured finger around the cup and has to tear away his gaze to answer, “Yeah, makes sense. I got tasked with ‘drunk dumbass’ duty, so it’s better to be sober if some ass tries to pick a fight and break something.”
You give a nod and hold up your cup to Jayce, “Care for some Sprite then?”
Jayce’s eyes widen at your offer, “But you,” he blinks his surprise away, “That’s your drink.”
“Sharing is caring,” you chuckle. 
Jayce grabs the cup from you and examines it; never has he taken an already consumed drink from someone else, nonetheless from a cute girl like you. It’s like an indirect kiss! Oh, Jayce Talis–the cheesy romantic–is not one to kiss and tell, but he could count on one hand how many people he has kissed. Now or never. Jayce takes a timid sip from the cup and relishes in the refreshing taste, “Oh God, I needed that.”
“Good!” you take the cup back and down the rest of it. Now, this is an indirect kiss! Jayce’s tanned cheeks warm up at the realization and he fans himself with his free hand. Seeing his overheated face, you tilt your head and ask, “Too hot? Wanna come with me to a cooler spot?”
“Oh! Uh,” the frat boy runs through the possible outcomes if he does or doesn’t follow you. What if a fight happens while he’s occupied? What if you think he’s a bummer for not joining you? What if– “You don’t have to,” you add on and shrug, “If you don’t wanna.”
“No!” he exclaims, a bit too loud. Jayce quickly masks his enthusiasm with a fake cough, “Lead the way,” he flashes you his ‘Golden Boy’ smile. Please don’t think I’m an inexperienced loser.
“Cool,” you toss your cup in the nearby trash can and grab Jayce by the wrist, barely able to wrap your whole hand around it. Through the mobs of partying sorority girls, people cheering on a frat brother’s keg stand, and folks getting way too into dancing, you lead Jayce outside to the back of the frat house. A few party attendees are lounging about in the backyard, some of which are couples making out or people exchanging joints. 
“Viktor!” you call out. Sitting around some abandoned lawn chairs, a thin man with shaggy shoulder-length hair and a flannel perks up. He waves the two of you over and you each find a chair to occupy. Jayce examines the stickers on Viktor’s cane.
“Hey,” Viktor greets you both, his accent rich and thick.
“H- Hey,” Jayce attempts to be nonchalant, but fails miserably when his baritone voice cracks into soprano range. He recognizes Viktor from many of his engineering classes, but he never had the opportunity to chat one on one with him. Yet, judging by the hordes of engineering students seeking the cane user out for tutoring, Jayce doesn’t want to come off as needing such assistance–well, some assistance would be appreciated–or that he would use Viktor for it.
“Cute,” Viktor lets out a deep chuckle, honey amber eyes glowing almost eerily under the full moon’s light, “The Golden Boy’s a bit shy, huh?” 
“Oh, for sure,” you snort. Jayce pouts and averts his eyes from the two of you, only to have you tilt his chin back up with the tip of your finger, “We only tease in good faith,” you coo, “I take it that you know Jayce, Vik?”
“Everyone does,” he answers. Jayce pouts again and Viktor stifles back a laugh, “Also he’s my classmate in about half of my classes,” the pretty haired–Pretty haired?! Jayce, get it together!–boy leans closer and Jayce can smell the familiar stink of weed on his flannel, “I thoroughly enjoyed seeing your Rube Goldberg machine unfold during our class with Professor Hemingdinger.”
“Haha, yeah, that machine,” the engineering student cringes. You raise your eyebrows at the exchange, “Oh no, what happened?”
“The concept was ingenious, I must say,” states Viktor, “A creative way to dispense a cup of coffee for our dear professor,” Jayce buries his face into his sleeves of his varsity jacket, as Viktor continues, “However, Jayce miscalculated the placement of the coffee pot.”
“Don’t tell me,” your cheeks puff up to hold back your laughter. 
“Cue our poor professor drenched in coffee!” the cane user laughs. You break and join in, boisterous laughter ringing through Jayce’s ears. The frat boy peers up at the exchange and comments, “At- At least, it was lukewarm coffee…”
“Thank God,” you calm down from your laughing fit, “If it was any warmer, I’m afraid that you would have been sued,” Viktor nods along in agreement. Jayce runs his large, veiny hands through his clean-cut hair, “Okay, okay. Enough is enough.”
“Sorry,” you throw an arm around Jayce’s shoulders and pull him close, the scent of your strawberry perfume strong and intoxicating to the frat boy, “We can make it up to you, if you want.”
“How so?” he inquires.
You give Viktor a wink and he returns it with a thumbs up. Viktor snatches his worn out satchel from the leaf-covered ground and rummages through its content. It takes a moment or two before Viktor procures the object of desire, a baggie of green flowery clumps.
“Please tell me that’s oregano,” Jayce pleads.
“Nope,” the cane user confirms, “One hundred percent pure marijuana.”
“Don’t worry! Vik has a med card, so it’s like… totally legal,” you reassure Jayce with a pat on the cheek. Jayce bites his tongue to prevent himself from saying something utterly stupid, “Are you sure it’s okay? We won’t get in trouble?” Okay, nevermind, he does say something utterly stupid.
“As long as you’re not a narc,” replies Viktor. He sets the baggie down and pulls a few more items from his satchel: rolling paper, filter paper, and a grinder, “Watch the master at work,” 
Viktor grinds up a clump of flower; once properly grounded up to his liking, he places the filter paper on one end of the rolling paper, followed by the flower. He rolls it up flawlessly and seals it, producing a perfectly made joint, before making two more joints.
“Here,” he holds out a joint to Jayce. With shaky hands, Jayce accepts the joint with visible hesitation, almost dropping in the process. You squeeze his shoulder and murmur, “Don’t worry, the first time can be scary, but we can help you.”
“How?” questions Jayce. A sparkle of mischief flickers in your eyes, “Lemme show you,” you hop off your lawn chair and approach Viktor. You plop down on his lap and throw your legs over the arm of the chair, twirling a strand of Viktor’s tousled locks, “Light me up, baby.”
Viktor pulls out a silver lighter from his jeans pocket and you place the joint between your lips, letting it dangle. Jayce watches with bated breath, as Viktor flicks the lighter open and holds the flame by your joint. Once lit, you take a drag of it and inhale some of the smoke. You pull the joint out, cheeks puffed out with smoke, and beckon Viktor to come closer. Leaning in, you press your lips against Viktor’s and exhale, allowing the thinner man to consume the rest of the smoke, as the two of you kiss. 
Jayce gawks at the sight of you making out, the way you tug at Viktor’s hair and the way he grips at your sides stirs something inside the frat boy, “And that’s called shotgunning!” you finish the kiss up and inform Jayce, “Just make sure you part your lips before I shotgun you, or else we’ll waste some good smoke,” you offer him a lopsided smile, “Wanna give it a try?”
“Sure,” he nods. You move from Viktor’s lap and onto Jayce’s, the joint still lit in your hand. Jayce swallows any fear away, as you lay the joint between your lips and breathe in the smoke, the lit end lighting up with the inhalation. You pass the joint over to Viktor for him to hold and he steals a few hits, as you moved closer and closer and–
Jayce’s lips connect with yours and he parts them just enough for you to push smoke into his mouth. It travels down his throat and into his lungs, burning and irritating. Jayce breaks away from the kiss to cough, spluttering out hot smoke. You rub his back while he hacks up a lung, “Yikes, yeah, that happens a lot to beginners.” 
“Have some water,” Viktor passes off his water bottle and Jayce snatches it, drinking up all the liquid like a dehydrated man crawling through the Sahara Desert. He coughs a bit more up and finally settles down, “When does this-” he cuts himself off, as a fuzzy feeling suddenly clouds his mind. Jayce closes his eyes, then opens them, and then closes them again, “Wow,” he giggles, “Feels nice…”
“Please tell me that he didn’t just get high off one hit,” begs Viktor.
“I think he got high off one hit,” you answer. You prepare yourself to disembark from Jayce’s lap, but stop yourself, “Jayce,” he looks at you with wide eyes, “Yeah?”
“Why are you hard?” you question him. 
Jayce’s eyeballs nearly popped out of their sockets at your inquiry. He jerks his head down and sees his predicament, a noticeable tent in his boxers. His face turns a deep shade or crimson red, “N- No, fuck, I’m so so so sorry- I don’t know why-” 
You place a finger against his lips to shush, “Don’t worry, baby. We’ll take care of you,” you whisper into his ear and stroke his cheek with your thumb, “I know for a fact that you find me and Viktor very attractive, mhm? I saw the way you looked at us while we kissed.”
“And so what if I do?” the frat boy retorts, puffing out his chest in an effort to appear manly and confident. Yet, his resolve crumbles the moment you press your chest up against his torso, the fabric of your shirts being the only barrier, “We find you very attractive, too.”
Between the haze dulling his brain and the lustful stares of two stunning individuals on him, Jayce Talis caves in and whimpers to you, “Please, take care of me.”
“Good boy,” you peck him on the lips, “Show us the way to your room.”
Like an obedient pup, Jayce rapidly nods and helps you off his lap. Viktor nearly chokes on his joint when he sees Jayce’s boner, “What the fuck, you’re huge,” and earns a slap to the back of the head from you, “Don’t announce it!” you hiss to him, “He’s ours.” 
Those two or so words send shivers down Jayce’s spine. He’s ours. All Jayce ends is to be wanted; his efforts on the lacrosse team, his performance in class, everything he does is motivated by his need to be praised. He squeezes himself between you and Viktor in a line as a makeshift hiding spot for his boner and guides the two of you back inside the frat house. You three weave and dodge various obstacles, such as neglected soda cans and a sorority girl threatening to puke on you. Upstairs, a few people are scattered about the hallway, but none pay any mind to you all. You make your way to Jayce’s room and he opens the door, allowing you and Viktor to enter.
Jayce’s room is somewhat stereotypical of an athletic frat boy with messy bedsheets and posters of famous athletes on his wall. However, he has a few so-called nerdy things in his room, including a mechanical model of the Solar System and a Lego-built U.S.S Enterprise from Star Trek. You make yourself comfortable on Jayce’s bed while Viktor borrows the desk chair and Jayce sits on the floor. 
“Sooooooo…” the lacrosse player twiddles his thumbs, “How do we fix this?”
“What do you mean?” Viktor scoffs, “Haven’t you gotten a blowjob or a handjob before?”
Jayce’s silence speaks volumes and you connect the dots, “Oh. My. God. Jayce fucking Talis is a virgin.”
“No! I’m- well-” the virginal accused racks his brain to deny the allegations, “It’s- Ugh, okay, it’s true,” he confirms to you and Viktor, “It’s not that I have a vow of celibacy or anything, just that I wanted to save it for someone special.”
“It’s kinda cute,” you giggle softly while Viktor jokes, “And they say chivalry is dead. Good on you for defying frat bro stereotypes.”
“Are you gonna tease me all night or is one of you gonna choke on my fucking cock already?” Jayce’s filter went offline, the effects of weed taking more of an effect. 
“Don’t have to ask me twice,” answers Viktor. You blow him a ‘good luck’ kiss and get cozy for the show. Viktor rises from the chair and leads Jayce to the bed; he sits down next to you, now face level to Jayce’s pelvis, “Drop those boxers, Golden Boy.”
Jayce tugs down his boxers and haphazardly shakes them off his legs. Now free from its confinement, his cock bounces freely, on display for you and Viktor to admire. Viktor sizes up Jayce’s dick—as thick as his wrist and as long as one and a half pencils stacked—and mumble to himself, “Damn, this is a virgin killer.”
“Impressed?” Jayce strikes the Superman pose and smiles. Viktor wraps a hand around his cock and gives it a light tug, watching as Jayce’s cockiness vanishes in an instant, “Yeah. It’s pretty impressive,” Viktor lines his lips up to the top of Jayce’s dick and opens his mouth, carefully sliding him inside. A soft moan tumbles Jayce’s lips from the sensation, as Viktor’s hot and wet mouth costs his cock. Inch by inch, Viktor takes more and more of Jayce’s length until he gets all but an inch in, a small bulge pointing from under his Adam’s Apple. Testing the waters, Viktor goes agonizingly slow with the blowjob, taking his sweet time to pull back until only the tip is inside. 
“Please go faster,” Jayce whines. Viktor lets out a muffled chuckle, the vibration ever so pleasant against Jayce’s shaft, and picks up the pace. He bobs his head up and down the length of Jayce’s cock, occasionally running his tongue down the prominent vein underneath and twirling it around the mushroom tip. Combined with the weed, Jayce is experiencing pure bliss, as he jerks his hips forward and shoves his dick deeper down Viktor’s throat. The smaller man gags at the sudden change, but quickly recovers, letting Jayce fuck his throat. Jayce thrusts his pelvis forward and slams his cock deep inside Viktor, gripping the receiver’s shoulders for extra support. Spit leaks from Viktor’s mouth, his hooked nose smacking into Jayce’s well-trimmed pubes, as Jayce assaults his throat with his fat cock. 
“Oh, shit!” the lacrosse player grunts, “I think I’m gonna-” he doesn’t have time to warn Viktor before climaxing, shooting sticky hot cum down the other man’s throat. Once positive that Jayce had finished orgasming, Viktor unhinges himself from the taller man’s cock and coughs up some cum. He swipes it off his lips and licks it off his fingers, “Salty.”
“Did you swallow all of that?” you ask, eyes as big as saucers, “He came for- like- two whole minutes.”
“Spitters are quitters,” he jests in retort. You playfully smack his arm and turn your attention to Jayce, “How are you feeling?” 
“Amazing,” he pants, face flustered, “Just one issue, though.”
“What’s up?” you furrow your eyebrows.
“I’m still hard,” the frat bro points downward, his cock still hard as a rock. Viktor looks over at you and rasps, “Tapping you in.”
“More than happy to have my turn, take five to recover,” you tell Viktor. He leaves the bed and returns to the desk chair, massaging his throat. You focus in on Jayce and pull him onto the bed, “Ready to try some pussy?” you coo.
Eager, Jayce nods in response, his mouth salivating at the thought of eating you out. You obligate his desires and strip yourself of your jeans, leaving only your cherry red undies left, “Take them off and have a look.”
Jayce follows your command without question, pulling your panties down your thighs and off your legs. You spread your legs open and Jayce bears witness to his first ever not porn-related pussy. Some wetness spills from your slit and onto the bed, you’re simply drenched. He hooks his hands around your legs and pulls you closer to his face, inhaling the smell of your divine cunt. The scent alone sends Jayce into a needy state, rutting his weeping cock against the mattress for some form of relief. Yet, he wants—no, needs—to focus on the task at hand, pleasing you.
“Give it a try, I’ll guide you,” you inform Jayce. With a timid nod, the frat bro dives right in and licks a long stripe from the bottom of your entrance to the top of your clit. You shudder and curl your toes, as Jayce experiments with a variety of methods. He sucks on your clit, first gentle then hard, altering to see which one you like more. It seems that you prefer hard, taking sharp breaths whenever he sucks like so. Above, you rip off your T-shirt and bra, freeing your breasts. You gesture for Viktor to come over and he does, finding a suitable position before latching onto one of your tits. Sweet mewls escape your lips while your boys have their way with you, Jayce now confident enough to devour your cunt like an animal and Viktor groping at your unoccupied tit while he suckles the other. 
“Fuck!” you croak out a shaky moan, as the knot in your stomach snaps, releasing a wet wave onto Jayce’s mouth and face. He happily laps up your juices, consuming every ounce he possibly could. You give yourself a minute to recover, Viktor laying beside you and tracing miscellaneous shapes on your skin while Jayce rests his head on your thighs. 
“Good job, boys,” you announce. You give each man a tender kiss on the lips as a reward, “You two should make out with each other.”
“Okay!” Jayce cheerily complies while Viktor merely shrugs. Viktor takes your spot on the bed and lays down fully. Jayce hovers over him, one leg on each side of Viktor’s petite waist. Only once did Jayce Talis ever kissed a boy and that had happened in middle school, but kissing boys is just like kissing girls… completely nerve-racking! 
“Just kiss me already,” huffs Viktor, yanking Jayce by the collar and slamming his lips against his. Jayce lets out a surprised yelp, but adjusts. Viktor’s free hand travels around Jayce’s waist and to his back, landing on his ass. He smacks Jayce’s ass, earning a moan from the other man, and begins groping it without remorse.
“Dude,” Viktor pauses the kiss to get your attention, “You have to feel this ass, it’s like pound cake.”
“Don’t have to tell me twice!” you make your way to Jayce’s backside, grabbing his ass and feeling it up, “Damn, Jayce! You have a whole bakery here!”
“Uh, thanks?” Jayce answers, unsure if that’s a compliment or not. You give Jayce your own smack on the ass, “Nice ass, Golden Boy. Now, get back to making out with my best friend.”
“Yes, ma’am,” he exclaims before he resumes kissing Viktor. Meanwhile, you utilize this opportunity to ‘rub one out’, as you play with your clit and folds. You shove a finger inside and whimper, visualizing Jayce’s finger in its place. Another finger is soon added later and you bite your tongue to suppress any ungodly noises. 
“Hey, is it cool if I fuck him first?” Viktor asks you, receiving a weak thumbs up in return because you’re too busy jerking off to properly speak, “I’ll take that as a yes. Jayce, go get a condom from my bag.”
Jayce picks up Viktor’s satchel from the side of the bed and peeks inside, scooting various items out of the way before locating a roll of condoms, “I didn’t think you were the kinda guy to have a whole roll of condoms in your bag, Viktor.”
“Blame that one over there,” Viktor points over to you, who’s too entranced in pleasure to comment, “She likes to fuck everywhere.”
Jayce blushes at the thought; if you like to fuck everywhere, did you ever fuck in the arts classroom? His cock twitches when he imagines you and Viktor fucking in that classroom. Maybe, they’ll let me join them next time, Jayce ponders. 
Viktor shimmies off his pants and boxers, revealing his own equally impressive cock. It’s definitely not as long as Jayce’s, but Viktor rivals him in terms of girth. The man in question  rips off a condom from the roll and opens up its packaging, rolling the condom down his shaft, “Ready?”
“Wait, why am I the bottom?” he huffs.
You and Viktor stare at Jayce in silence, only the muffled echos of the party downstairs can be heard.
“Okay, you’re right, but still,” he concedes. 
“Don’t worry, I’ll take good care of you,” states Viktor, genuine care in lieu of dry humor. Jayce smiles to himself at the reassurance and positions himself above Viktor, his hole dangerously close to his dick. 
“Got any lube?” asks Viktor.
“Yeah, in the top drawer of my dresser,” responds Jayce.
“Sweetheart,” the smaller man calls out to you, “Be a dear and grab the lube. No one’s raw-dogging anal tonight.”
“On it!” you approach Jayce’s dresser and open the top drawer. Among the stacks of underwear and socks, you find a bottle of lube, half of it already used, “Want me to lube you up, Jayce?”
“Sure,” he consents. You squirm some lube on your hand and Viktor pries Jayce’s cheeks open, granting you access to his hole. Jayce hisses at the coldness while you lube up his hole, taking time to finger him loose for extra measure, “All ready!”
“Thanks, sweetheart,” Viktor smiles and pecks you on the lips, “Now, enjoy the show,” he lines his cock to Jayce’s asshole and guides him downward. Viktor’s cock pierces through Jayce’s untouched hole and Jayce swears he sees stars in that moment. The feeling of a dick in his ass is definitely a new feeling, as Jayce gives himself grace to adjust to Viktor’s size. The other man strokes the sides of Jayce’s legs as a means of distraction, “Take all the time you need, darling.”
Pain soon morphs into pleasure and Jayce moans loudly, “Fuck! This is nice!” He begins to ride Viktor’s cock, his own dick bouncing up and down with each movement. His tongue rolls out of his mouth, the overwhelmed pleasure incapacitating any reasonable thought in Jayce’s head. Jayce steadies himself with the help of his headboard, continuing to hop on Viktor’s dick like a rabbit in heat. Cum drips from his cock onto Viktor’s pelvis, but he pays no mind to it, too fixated on Jayce’s blissed out expression. Viktor joins in with Jayce’s bouncing and thrusts his dick upward whenever Jayce goes downwards. He positions his cock just right to hit Jayce’s prostate, sending full body shivers through the larger man.
“There, there!” Jayce eggs Viktor on. Using Jayce’s hips for support, Viktor pistons his dick in and out of Jayce, relishing in each inclited moan and plea from the lacrosse player. To Jayce, each collision against his prostate feels like winning at the slot machines. One final thrust grants Jayce with the jackpot win, as he climaxes and coats Viktor’s torso in cum. Viktor follows afterwards and grunts, spilling his cum into the condom.
“Congratulations,” Viktor lets out a pant, rubbing circular motions with his thumbs against Jayce’s aides, “You just lost your anal virginity.”
Jayce tries to reply, but all that comes out of his mouth is incoherent babbles of pleasure subsiding. With Viktor’s assistance, he carefully slides off Viktor’s dick and promptly collapses on the bed beside him, his poor hole throbbing. Viktor removes the condom from his now flaccid cock and ties it shut; he tosses it into the small trash can and eyes you up, “I think he might be done for the night.”
“I’m not!” Jayce refutes, “See, look!” he gestures to his cock, still hard. 
“Jesus Christ, did someone spike your drink with Viagra? How are you still hard?” you sputter, “This calls for drastic measures.”
“Drastic measures?” questions Viktor. 
“I’m gonna milk that cock,” you proclaim.
You and Viktor swap places while Jayce regains his energy for another fuck. Engulfing Jayce in a side hug, you quietly hum to him, “What position do you wanna do? I’m a fan of missionary and doggy style.” 
“Can we do doggy style?” he requests.
You snicker, “You’re not gonna be beating the golden retriever boy allegations anytime soon,” you roll over and get on your hands and knees, “I’m all yours for the taking, Golden Boy.”
Jayce rises up from the bed and gets behind you, your ass hitched up and slick leaking down your inner thighs. He gropes your ass a bit and gives it a few smacks as playback, “Nice,” he mumbles under his breath. 
“Are you gonna keep admiring me or are you gonna fuck me already?” you sway your hips at Jayce, his cock twitching hard. Viktor tosses him an unused condom and Jayce rolls the rubber over the entirety of his shaft. Now properly prepared, he lines his dick up to your entrance and rubs it with the tip, making sure you’re wet enough for him to enter. You let out a low whine and Jayce takes it as a sign to slide in, doing so methodically and with as much gentleness as he could muster. 
“So big…” you mewl, taking each inch of Jayce’s length like a trooper. By the time he finally bottoms out, there’s a noticeable bulge by the lower half of your stomach. Jayce caresses your stomach and finds the bulge, silently gawking at the sheer power of his size. On the other hand, you’re able to faint if Jayce Talis doesn’t fuck you yet, so you take matters into your own hands and pull back a bit on his cock before smacking your bottom against it. Jayce snaps into focus and grabs your hips, digging his nails into your supple flesh. His chest presses up against your back and he groans in your ear, “Eager, aren’t you?”
“Says the guy who just lost his virginity five minutes ago,” you fire back. Jayce responds with a sharp thrust and you replace your sass with a shameless moan. The frat bro starts thrusting in and out, making small modifications to his movements that incite the biggest reaction from you. Jayce finds it very hard not to pin you down and fuck the life out of you, he’s a gentleman like his mamá raised him to be. However, you’re more than willing to get the life fucked out of you, as you beg to Jayce, “Please! Fuck me, fuck me like an animal! I want you to destroy my cunt!”
All logic, all reason, went out the window the moment you tell Jayce to destroy your cunt. He buries your face into the bedsheets and latches a hand onto one of your tit while the other locks around your waist. You realize what a big man Jayce Talis is when he pins you, easily trapping you under his size. The sound of skin slapping against skin and filthy moans fill the bedroom, as Jayce growls to you, “You want me to destroy your cunt, huh?” 
Smack! 
“You want me to bruise that cervix of you, make you unable to walk for days?”
Smack! Smack! 
“I wonder what kind of excuse you would have to use to justify such a prolonged absence.”
Smack! Smack! Smack! 
“Sorry, Professor! I missed last class because Golden Boy Jayce Talis destroyed my tight, little cunt!”
“Jayce, please, please!” you sob against the bedsheets, tears of pleasure and arousal running down your cheeks, “Bruise my cervix! Do whatever you want, just fuck me!”
Jayce grits his teeth and picks up his pace, the bed rocking and creaking with each thrust. He looks over at an awfully quiet Viktor, only to see the stoner stroke himself off at the sight of his best friend getting fucked. That pushes Jayce to the limit and he lifts you up, holding against his body while he relentlessly fucks you. Any noise that comes out of your pretty little mouth is either pitiful cries or moans forced out by Jayce’s pistoning.
“Ready for me, pretty girl?” he rasps, as his third orgasm of the night builds up, “Want me to fill you up?”
“Yes! Yes!” you wail. In a flash, Jayce flips you over so you’re facing him and his lips clash against yours, a passionate kiss to silence his orgasmic moans while he climaxes. Near the desk, Viktor climaxes, as well, covering his mouth with his hand to suppress his moans. Your walls clench around Jayce’s shaft and you keep him inside your pussy until you milk every last drop from his beast of a cock. 
Finally flaccid, Jayce pulls out of your cunt and falls exhausted by your side, completely drained. Viktor joins the two of you on the bed and snuggles up close to your left while you rub Jayce’s back on your right. 
“That was so hot,” comments Viktor.
“Agree,” you tack on.
Jayce mumbles something against the bedsheets, but neither you nor Viktor can decipher what he says. You turn on your side and hug Jayce from behind, “Congratulations on losing your virginity, we’ll get you an ice cream cake to celebrate it tomorrow.”
“Yay…” he weakly cheers, “I love ice cream cake,” you chuckle quietly and kiss his back a few times, “Good job, very good job.”
“Hey, where’s my aftercare?” Viktor mockingly frowns. You pull away from Jayce and kiss him on the lips; you then pull away and pinch his cheeks, “Ouch!” he hisses, “You’re a dick.”
“And you’re my bestest friend in the whole wide world!” you tease. Viktor rolls his eyes and sets back into the bed. With a handsome boy on each side of you, you smile fondly to yourself and bask in the glory. 
“We’re definitely doing this again.”
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diegosouzalions · 6 months ago
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Peach Punch Recipe:
Ingredients:
4 cups (946 ml) of peach nectar 2 cups (473 ml) of orange juice Half a cup (118 ml) of pineapple juice 1 cup (236 ml) of of lemon-lime soda (I used Sprite but 7 Up is fine) 4 tablespoons (59 ml) of lemon juice 2-3 slices of frozen peach slices Optional: 2 tablespoons (29 ml) of honey or rosemary syrup Ice cubes Instructions:
In a large pitcher, combine the peach nectar, orange, pineapple and lemon juices and make sure to stir well
Using a small spoon, taste it, and add honey or rosemary syrup if it's not sweet enough for you
Add the frozen peach slices and give two or three small stirs
To add the soda, stir quickly and slowly add the soda until there's enough bubbles to your liking
Add some ice cubes if you'd like Hope it didn't turn out too complicated for anyone and that it'll taste great like mine did!
That's awesome! It's a shame I don't have all the ingredients, and peaches are kinda expensive for me here. But I'm glad for you sharing this, thank you!
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the-witchhunter · 1 year ago
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Masterpost for all the DP x DC vodkas y’all have suggested and I’ve made… (so far?)
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Burger/batburger/nasty burger
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Beefy followed by pickle. Not the worst thing I’ve put in my body. Mainly just weird and combine with tomato juice and a float of smoky scotch it tastes like a backyard cookout burger and is a decent drink.
5.5/10 it’s not the worst but you’ll probably not make it again. Shoutout to @stealingyourbones for making this with me
Ranch 2 (ectoplasm)
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Salty af and tastes like vodka and ranch. Unironically makes a good Bloody Mary but not recommended on its own. It’s just ranch seasoning and green food dye. Hard to rank because not good as a shot but mixes well in savory drinks 6/10? Unless you really like ranch and/or Bloody Marys it’s not really worth making again
Dick(Grayson)/fruity pebbles
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I mainly just think it’s funny to call itDick flavored so bonus point there. It’s literally just soaking fruity pebbles for a couple minutes in vodka and straining. It tastes great, it’s freaking fruity pebbles 8/10 definitely worth making again. Mix with sprite or just do shots. If you want a stronger flavor soak fresh cereal instead of soaking longer
Jason’s Pit Rage
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Raspberries, sugar, and a Serrano pepper. Spicy and grassy flavored up front balanced by the red berry flavors of raspberry and the sweetness. Actually really good and could easily replace the Serrano with a chipotle pepper to add a smoky note. 9/10 do make this one. Good as a shot, on the rocks, or as an addition to a margarita
Green apple (ectoplasm)
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Apple jolly ranchers and vodka. It’s good. I don’t think this will surprise anyone. Sweet, apple flavor, it’s welcome if you bring it to most parties 7/10
Lemon/lime(ectoplasm)
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Lemon lime kool aid packet and about 375ml of vodka. Add sugar if you want it to be drinkable because I, a fool, forgot for a second and boy it tasted kind of chemical in a way cheap vodka, artificial citrus flavor, and citric acid only can. Sugar, actually makes it taste good. Like a very boozy sprite flavor 6.5/10
Waffle (Steph Brown/Spoiler)
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Brown butter washed vodka sweetened with pancake syrup. Don’t use real maple syrup. This is going for waffle crisp cereal taste and you’re going to get closer with pancake syrup than the real thing, or even light brown sugar. 7/10 its fun and tastes nice
And that’s all I got so far. Overall these have all been surprisingly okay to even delicious. Thanks to everyone that made suggestions it’s been interesting at the very least. I might revisit this soon considering I still have vodka and jars
Let me know if you try any of these
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wromwood · 3 days ago
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Against my better judgement, here are my two cents on the "calling Sprite lemonade" thing.
It doesn't bother me because I'm an American who is used to lemonade being flat, or because in the UK, lemonade refers to a lemon soda. I'm fully aware of and fine with other countries using different terms for things I'm familiar with. I also like lemon soda! If you give me a lemon soda instead of a flat lemonade, that's fine and dandy with me. They're both over-sugared lemon drinks.
My problem is that when it comes to "lemon sodas," Sprite doesn't match up to my standards. That's a thick, sweet lemon-lime flavored thing. That is at most a lemon-LIME soda, which isn't what I'd be asking for if I ordered a "lemonade."
You know what I expect when I hear lemon soda?
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This beauty. As an Italian drink, this strays from the "UK difference" thing, but my point still stands. For me, Sprite isn't lemonade, but not because I'm American. It's because I'm a snob.
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thenightling · 1 year ago
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Something odd Australians and Europeans should know about us Americans...
Okay, I'm actually overly amused at how many Australians and Europeans don't realize this and how many Americans take this for granted. Here we go... We Americans have a strange fondness for non-carbonated (not fizzy), non-alcohol fruit juice.
American Lemonade:
First, American Lemonade is NOT lemon-lime soda and is not Sprite. And Sprite allowed to go flat doesn't taste like lemonade either. American lemons and limes don't have the same flavor. Here in the US lemonade is lemon juice mixed with a little water and a lot of sugar. The easiest flavor comparison I can make is yellow sour Patch Kid candies. And it's surprisingly refreshing. Sparkling lemonade is carbonated lemonade and you have to specifically look for the one labeled "Sparkling' if you don't want sour-sweet flat fruit juice.
Hard lemonade is the version with alcohol in it.
---------------------------------------- Apple Cider: When you hear an American say "Apple Cider" particularly the character Ned Flanders in The Simpsons, we are talking about "Cloudy apple juice" or as Motts calls it "Natural Apple juice." It's apple juice that is made from pressed apples. it's usually unpasteurized (but that's not a hard and fast rule) and tends to be more of a cloudy brown, and sweet but also very slightly tart. it has a stronger flavor than regular "yellow" apple juice. And also less sugar and has more fiber. It's healthier for you. This is sometimes called Sweet Cider. And it's a popular autumn drink / flavor in the US, second only to Pumpkin Spice. And there are some brands that will sell sweet apple cider year 'round. Sweet apple cider can be served warm with cinnamon or other spices added or it can be served chilled.
Sparkling Apple Cider is when this is carbonated and has sugar added. Hard apple cider is the one with alcohol in it. So if you were confused about why goody-two-shoes Ned Flanders was talking about Apple Cider, he was talking about the higher quality apple juice. :-P
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hughjidiot · 2 years ago
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Hugh Jidiot's Weekly Whatever #3
Since I'm stuck inside due to freaking arctic temperatures in my neck of the woods, I figured now is as good a time as any for another of my weekly ramblings.
Here's a funny story from my youth that I have no memory of: when I was two or three my mom was working at McDonald's. One night when she wasn't scheduled to work she got a frantic call from the management asking if she could come in due to being extremely short staffed, even offering her extra pay. When she told them she wouldn't be able to find a babysitter on such short notice, they just said to bring the kid in. So apparently I sat at the drive through window with my mom saying hello to every car that came through. And then when no one was watching me I crawled off and destroyed all the Happy Meal boxes.
I first tried soda when I was like 4, and I hated it so much that I went through my entire childhood and teenage years never once drinking soda. It wasn't until I was like 17 that my girlfriend at the time finally convinced me to try soda.
I still remember the first time I ordered soda at a restaurant when I was out at dinner with my extended family, and literally the entire table just turned and stared at me.
That being said, I actually don't like most types of soda. Cola, root beer, Mountain Dew, whatever the hell Dr. Pepper is, none of them taste that good to me. The only flavor of soda I genuinely like is lemon-lime.
When it comes to the big box brands, my favorites in order are Sprite, 7-Up and Starry. Starry used to be my favorite back when it was Sierra Mist. I know supposedly all they changed was the name but I swear they messed with the recipe too, it just does not taste the same any more.
Also I preferred canned drinks, followed by fountain and then bottled. I'm not sure if there's something different they do with the separate packing processes but I swear there's a difference in taste between the three.
And I think that's enough for now. Peace from the heart, my friends.
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drvitaltips · 3 months ago
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Healthy Drinks at Sonic: Smart Sips on the Go
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Sonic Drive-In has a ton of tempting treats, especially when it comes to drinks! From colorful slushes to creamy shakes, the choices seem endless. But what if you're trying to make healthier choices? Finding healthy drinks at Sonic might feel like a challenge, but it's definitely possible! The key is knowing what to look for and how to customize your order. Yes, you can enjoy a refreshing sip from Sonic without derailing your health goals. This guide will show you the best lower-calorie, lower-sugar options available, helping you navigate the menu like a pro.
Key Takeaways
- Water (bottled or cup, plain or with lemon) is always the healthiest choice. - Diet sodas offer familiar flavors with zero calories and sugar. - Unsweetened Iced Tea is a refreshing, zero-calorie option. - Diet Limeades/Lemonades provide a signature Sonic taste with fewer calories and sugar (using artificial sweeteners). - Customizing your order (like asking for "easy ice" or skipping sugary syrups) can make a big difference. - Be mindful of regular sodas, slushes, shakes, and sweetened teas, which are typically high in sugar and calories.
Why Finding Healthy Drinks at Sonic Matters
Let's be real, many fast-food drinks pack a surprising amount of sugar and calories. A large sweet tea or regular soda can sometimes contain more sugar than you should have in an entire day! Regularly consuming sugary drinks is linked to various health concerns, including weight gain and increased risk for type 2 diabetes. Choosing healthier beverages is a simple but effective way to cut down on hidden sugars and empty calories. Plus, staying properly hydrated is crucial for overall health – it helps with everything from energy levels to digestion. When you're grabbing a quick drink at Sonic, making a mindful choice supports your well-being without feeling like you're missing out entirely. It's about finding a balance that works for you.
Your Best Bets for Healthy Drinks at Sonic
Okay, let's get to the good stuff! Navigating the giant menu is easier when you know where the healthier options hide. Here are some of the top contenders: Water: The Ultimate Healthy Choice (Plain & Sparkling) You truly can't beat water! It's hydration in its purest form – zero calories, zero sugar, zero everything except refreshment. - Options: Sonic offers both bottled water and free cups of water. Don't hesitate to ask! - Flavor Boost: Ask for lemon or lime wedges to add a natural splash of flavor without adding sugar or calories. - Sparkling: Sometimes, Sonic carries sparkling water options like Dasani Sparkling – another great zero-calorie choice if you like bubbles. Water is always, without a doubt, the number one pick for a healthy drink anywhere, including Sonic. Diet Sodas: Zero Calories, Familiar Taste If you're craving that classic soda fizz, diet options are your go-to. They use artificial sweeteners instead of sugar, bringing the calorie and sugar count down to zero or close to it. - Common Choices: You'll typically find favorites like Diet Coke®, Diet Dr Pepper®, Coke Zero Sugar®, and sometimes Sprite Zero®. - Moderation: While calorie-free, keep in mind they contain artificial sweeteners. Most health experts recommend consuming them in moderation. Still, they're a much better choice than their sugary counterparts if you want that soda experience. Unsweetened Iced Tea: Refreshing & Simple A fantastic choice for a simple, refreshing drink without calories or sugar. - Pure and Simple: Just ask for "Unsweetened Iced Tea." It's brewed tea, chilled – that's it. - Flavor It Yourself: Like water, you can add lemon wedges for a bit of zest. Avoid asking for added liquid sugar or flavored syrups. - Size Matters: Remember, even zero-calorie drinks contribute to fullness. Choose a size that feels right. Unsweetened tea is a wonderfully versatile and healthy pick on a hot day (or any day!). Diet Lemonades & Limeades Here's where you can get that signature Sonic tang without the sugar load of the regular versions. These drinks typically use a sugar substitute like Splenda®. - Ask Specifically: Make sure you order the Diet Lemonade or Diet Limeade. - Lower Calorie, Not Zero: While much lower in sugar and calories than the regular versions, they might still have a few calories depending on the exact base and size, but it's a significant saving. Check Sonic's nutritional information for specifics. - Taste: The taste is quite similar to the originals, thanks to the combination of citrus flavor and sweetener. These are great alternatives if you love Sonic's classic citrus drinks but want to cut back on sugar. Diet Cherry Limeade/Other Diet Specialties Sonic is famous for its Cherry Limeade, and thankfully, they offer a diet version! - How it's Made: The Diet Cherry Limeade usually combines Sprite Zero®, diet cherry syrup (sugar-free), and fresh lime. - Big Savings: This swap saves a ton of sugar and calories compared to the classic version. A large regular Cherry Limeade can have well over 100 grams of sugar, while the diet version has very little or none. - Other Possibilities: Depending on location and promotions, Sonic might offer other diet versions of their specialty drinks. Always ask if a "diet" or "sugar-free" option is available for the flavor you like.
Smart Customization Tips for Healthier Sips
Beyond choosing the right base drink, a few simple tweaks can make your Sonic order even healthier: - Ask for "Easy Ice" or "No Ice" - Why? You get more of the actual beverage and less frozen water taking up space. While ice itself isn't unhealthy, getting more drink for your money (especially if it's water or unsweetened tea) isn't a bad thing. - Skip the Syrups and Add-Ins (or Go Light/Sugar-Free) - Those flavor swirls (like vanilla, raspberry, etc.) are usually packed with sugar unless you specifically ask for a sugar-free version (if available). - Be wary of additions like candy pieces (in Blasts® or certain slushes), whipped cream, or extra cherries, as these add significant sugar and calories. Ask to hold them or choose drinks that don't include them. - Choose Smaller Sizes - It sounds obvious, but portion control is key. Opting for a small or medium instead of a large or Route 44® size automatically cuts down on calories and sugar, even for diet drinks (though the calorie savings are mainly relevant for non-zero calorie options).
Drinks to Limit or Avoid for a Healthier Choice
While Sonic has healthier options, some drinks are best enjoyed as occasional treats rather than daily thirst quenchers. These tend to be very high in sugar, calories, or both: - Regular Sodas: Loaded with sugar (a large can easily exceed 100g). - Regular Slushes: Basically flavored sugar ice. Delicious, yes, but very high in sugar. Even the "real fruit" versions often have lots of added sugar. - Milkshakes, Malts & CreamSlush® Treats: These dessert-like drinks are high in calories, sugar, and often fat. Definitely in the treat category. - Sweetened Iced Teas: The "sweet" version can contain a surprising amount of sugar, similar to regular sodas. Always opt for unsweetened if you're looking for a healthier tea. - Regular Lemonades & Limeades: Made with sugar or high-fructose corn syrup, these are much higher in calories and sugar than their diet counterparts. Enjoying these now and then is fine, but they aren't ideal choices if you're regularly looking for healthy drinks at Sonic.
Nutrition Comparison: Making the Swap
Seeing the numbers side-by-side can be eye-opening. Here’s an approximate look at how choosing a healthier version compares (based on Large/Route 44 sizes, data may vary slightly by location and customization - check Sonic's official nutrition info for the latest details). Drink Option (Large/Route 44 Size)Approx. CaloriesApprox. Sugar (grams)Healthier Swap RecommendationRegular Coke®~350-400~100+Diet Coke® (0-5 Calories, 0g Sugar)Regular Cherry Limeade~400-500+~110-130+Diet Cherry Limeade (~15-30 Calories, Read the full article
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psn-stalling · 5 months ago
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Atlas' Pokémon . ݁₊ ✶. ݁ ˖ˎˊ˗
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Hi!! Here's the list of Atlas' Pokémon and whatnot! I wanted to clarify about some of Atlas' Pokémon, and about Poképelago!
I'm implementing Poképelago here because he DOES have a decent handful of Pokémon, but I don't really want him to just. Get rid of them as I give him more? Because I'm pretty prone to giving him new Pokémon.
So this is my solution! It works just like it does in the Alola games, and obviously Atlas takes them out INCREDIBLY often. Just wanna clarify which ones he pretty much always has on him and which ones he doesn't along with a few facts about some of them!
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Crowbar - Alpha Crobat, ♂️ - Atlas' very first Pokémon!
Paprika - Shiny Scolipede, ♀️
Cyanide - Pecharunt - Also referred to as "The Rat" / Mostly kept in Poképelago
Strychnine - Shiny Nihilego - Can open up wormholes typically used for migration to get to other universes. / Mostly kept in Poképelago
Truffle - Clodsire, ♀️ /Mostly kept in Poképelago
Firecracker - Shiny Incineroar, ♂️
Oscar - Garbador, ♂️ - Atlas' second ever Pokémon, that has also been noted to been stolen from a Neo Plasma grunt / Mostly kept in Poképelago
Apricorn - Alpha Electrode - Noted to be descended from Lord Electrode, and Atlas has raised it since it was a Voltorb! / Mostly kept in Poképelago
Chesire - Sprigatito, ♂️
Soot Sprite - Litten, ♀️
Nightshade - Shiny Sylveon, ♂️ - Another one of Atlas' original Pokémon! Nightshade was gifted to him as an eevee by his cousin, and also helps him quite a bit, whether he's having an off-day or not. This has given Nightshade a very odd, but very useful set of skills!
Lemon - Shiny Furret, ♂️ - Atlas' first shiny Furret! He's wonderful emotional support, and was the one that snuck the other shiny Furrets into the house when they were just Sentret.
Lime - Shiny Furret, ♂️
Grapefruit - Shiny Furret, ♂️
Orange - Shiny Furret, ♂️
Tangerine - Shiny Furret, ♀️
Yuzu - Shiny Furret, ♀️ - Yuzu is known to be the most shy of all the Furrets, and this is because she has the rare mark! So she is very much so a recluse.
Goose - Altaria, ♀️ - The newest addition to Atlas' team currently! In the future when she evolves, she'll be able to mega evolve!
??? - Eevee, ♀️
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ghostinacardboardbox · 17 days ago
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Seeing a lot of non-Americans in the notes thinking this is a brand thing (i.e. USAmericans insist on using the brand name “Sprite” instead of calling it the more general term “lemonade”) and I need clarify that it’s not a refusal to call Sprite lemonade because we have to use the brand name, it’s a refusal to call Sprite lemonade because we do not consider it to be lemonade.
A lot of places use “lemonade” to refer to any lemon/lime flavored sugary beverage, which is usually a soda like Sprite. In the US it specifically refers to sweetened, diluted lemon juice. Lemon-lime sodas literally just are not lemonade here.
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mangostarjam · 7 months ago
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Fuji fuji fuji let's play pretend for a sec like we're back to December 20th and not. January 10th. Please accept my invite to our hols dinner party. After the requisite ten minute cuddle greeting I will be serving you...
Appetizer: Dungeness Crab Salad Handrolls topped with uni and avocado (no pic bc I was busy making+serving the handrolls one at a time oops)
Main: Prime Rib marinated and air-dried in Shio Koji
Horseradish Sauce: I tweaked the flavors in a French horseradish sauce to suit the main! Japanese-style mayo made with egg yolk and rice vinegar, subbed wasabi and karashi for Dijon, yuzu kosho for hot sauce, yuzu for lemon, spring onion for chive, and a very specific sweetfish ayu instead of worcestershire (v chuffed to finally have a proper use for that impulse buy at the seasonal road show lmao)
Au Jus: made with homemade roasted beef bone broth, 4-year-aged shoyu, and a glug of my favorite cabernet
Salad: Shaved Fennel and Green Apple in a Walnut-Champagne Vinaigrette with mint and orange medley
Brussels: Fried Brussels Sprouts tossed in a Chickpea Miso Honey glaze. I was trying to convert a Brussels sprouts hater to moderate success.
Sides: Smashed Potatoes roasted in drippings from the prime rib with Garlic Confit, Spinach Ohitashi, and Gailan in oyster sauce.
Beverage: You have your choice between my favorite wine, courtesy of one of cheesybf's very sweet uncles (cab sauv, very full-bodied, moderate-high dryness but without any overt tannic bitterness, and the most insane unique mouthfeel. It's genuinely like swathing your throat in garnet crushed velvet. It's amazing. I don't even know wine but it's so goooood) and a mocktail I made with the most beautiful limes from my SIL's family garden. They're so ridiculously fragrant that I could smell their perfume on my fingers just from touching them, like the soothing smell wafting up as you turn the pages of an antique book. It's a Fizzy Brazilian Mint Limeade. I also floated fresh oj from supreming the oranges for the fennel salad on top so it had a bright, creamsicley twist.
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Thanks for listening to me yap about food again love u I'm gonna come find you at ur house with a plate just for u k byee
god. YEAH. OKAY !! i'm hugging you back SO tight and then i am SEATED yum
appetizer: thinking about your dad waving a giant crab around. nice
main: HELLO??? ( ᐛ )و loving the theme here
horseradish sauce: i mcfuckin love yuzu as a flavor and i am so excited to try the sweetfish ayu!! you have the coolest ingredients and combine them in such yummy sounding ways
au jus: ROASTED beef bone broth?? intriguing!! i bet roasting it really brings out a flavor that would change my life actually
salad: i love apple in salads!!! it just feels so good and fresh and fun. hell yeah gimme some fruit
brussels: i will not lie, i am also a silly hater of brussels sprouts. this is due to a "kids next door" episode where number four ate a brussels sprout on accident and it started turning him into like a... Adult™️ kid?? so the rest of the gang had to shrink and go into his digestive system to get it out of his body so he could go back to being a Kid™️. anyway this traumatized younger fuji and i've had a vendetta against them ever since LOL but i would try fried brussels sprouts!!
sides: the gailan in oyster sauce kills me that is literally what i had for dinner tonight asdghjkl
beverage: i am not a wine girlie (i'm a soju + yakult/sprite girlie if i do have alcohol) so i'll take the mocktail !! i love the creamsicle twist it's so pretty!
thank you for inviting me to this FEAST!! i love you omg if you show up at my house you'd best believe we're giving you lemongrass and kaya leaves and anything else you so desire 💕
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mothhball · 8 months ago
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WELCOME TO MOTH'S BAR! - REQUESTS OPEN!
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ALL SLOTS ARE TAKEN
Come on in! Get out of the rain! Grab a drink!
I'm so grateful for each and every one of you <3 Thank you for enabling me and my silly stories!! I'll open 25 slots for now, the deadline will be the 15th! I'll tag every post with mothh500 to follow or keep your dash clean if you don't wanna see this
Also, this entire event theme is inspired by @finniestoncrane bc it's so fucking cool and I wanna experience the magic myself lmao. All credits to her for allowing me to open my own establishment <3
You can send in multiple requests btw! Please have a look at my rules as well :)
MINORS DNI!
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To the bar!
FIRST:
Pick a character from this list
THEN:
Choose a base! (pick 1 option)
Vodka – drabble/short fic
Gin – headcanons
Tequila - moodboard
Rum – mini playlist
Pick a liqueur! (pick 1 option)
Melon Liqueur - Smut
Coffee Liqueur – dead dove/darkfic
Orange Liqueur - fluff
Amaretto - hurt/comfort emotional
Crème de Cacao – hurt/comfort physical
Irish Cream - angst
Pick your mixers! (pick up to 2 options)
Lime Juice – neck kisses
Orange Juice – only one bed
Cranberry Juice – confessing feelings
Grapefruit Juice - cuddles
Pineapple Juice – getting revenge
Tomato Juice - blood play
Bitters – biting/marking kink
Simple Syrup – established relationship/domestic
Ginger Ale - cuddling
Sour Mix – rough sex
Tea – at a party
Grenadine – in public
Tabasco Sauce – hate/angry sex
Cream – oral
Coffee - pet play
Club Soda - sitting in their lap
Tonic Water - CNC
Cola - dumbification
Sprite - humiliation
Pick a garnish! (pick 1 option)
Lemon Slice – ❛ oh great, it's you again. ❜
Lime Wedge – ❛ I’m sorry. I know it hurts. ❜
Orange Slice – ❛ i'll make us feel good. you'll love this. ❜
Maraschino Cherries - ❛ begging is a good look for you. ❜
Olives – ❛  i had a lot of dreams about you recently.  ❜
Cocktail Onions – ❛ you? kill me? that's funny. ❜
Mint – ❛ stop teasing and just put it in already. ❜
Granulated Sugar – ❛ let me stay like this in you for a little bit. ❜
Cinnamon – ❛ i do need you. i wouldn't be here if i didn't.  ❜
Grated Nutmeg – ❛ that’s it, use your tongue. ❜
Celery – ❛ if i ask for your help are you gonna make a big deal out of it? ❜
Pickles – ❛ I’m sorry, I’m just—I’m just really tired. ❜
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foxytonic · 1 year ago
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Been meaning to post this for a while, but here are some tips for ordering at Sonic Drive-In that corporate will probably nuke me for!
1. Don’t order the new specialty drinks (Grape Escape, Classic Cruiser, Rainbow Slush, Twisted Flamingo) during Happy Hour! You’ll get charged full price instead of half price. Same thing if you order them through the app. If you want them half price, order them without the special new buzz names. Here’s a guide:
Grape Escape = grape limeade (sprite with grape and lime)
Twisted Flamingo = Pink Lady (sprite with vanilla, cherry, and cream)
Rainbow Slush = strawberry slush with lemon and blue raspberry
Classic Cruiser = Coke with cherry and vanilla
2. If you go to Sonic early in the morning, always go through the drive-thru instead of a stall. They usually only have one server and a manager working the entire store until about 10 AM.
3. For that reason, DO NOT order ahead as soon as they open, and don’t order large meals or non-breakfast items before 10, or at least be patient if you do.
4. DO NOT. Throw your trash. In the fucking parking lot! They have trash cans on the patio for a reason!
5. Also, don’t climb or stand on the patio tables, either.
6. If your engine is loud, turn it off while ordering.
7. Don’t order from the passenger side.
8. Don’t enter the drive-thru the wrong way or cut people off in the drive-thru. Most Sonics have cameras pointed right at the drive-thru lane, meaning they have clear evidence against you if you cause a wreck, and the server manning the drive-thru window always has a clear view out the back door.
9. If you have a big truck, you won’t fit in a stall, and if you try, you will get stuck. Most Sonics have a strip of regular parking lot somewhere; just park there and order on the patio.
10. Don’t honk at servers to get their attention! It’s like snapping your fingers, but louder and more startling! The red button is there for a reason. Use it.
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hemihr12005 · 1 year ago
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homework
vector and raster images
adding smart objects
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i decided the origanal design looked like an s and the colours sort of reminded me of sprite, so for some reason i decided to make it a sprite ad. i thought a sprite would be funny in his hand and though having lemons and limes around him would be funny. i thought i would get a few lemons and limes with liquid around them so my images, and do something else for my illustration. when i found the images though, i thought for my illustrations i could try to draw my own splashes/liquid with illustrator. (down below is all the masks i made)
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i found a sprite can image and then used smart object selector tool to select just the can from the background and then made a mask. I made the edges clean in mask (option click mask) with black and white brush. then i used polygonal lasso to create another copy of the hand, so i could make the man look like he was holding the can. i put the can above the man layer so when i put the finger copy above his thumb was still below the can. i went back to the finger copy layer and cut out the space between his fingers with lasso tool. (i realise now that i probably should have made is skinnier to match the fingers, goal for next time)
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i used polygonal lasso tool to cut out the one lemon i wanted and used free transform to scale it. I also decided to flip it so i used edit - transform - flip horizontally.
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the first picture is the lemon that i cut out of a image using polygonal lasso tool and then adding a mask. i then took a screenshot of my full design and opened illustrator. i pasted the image onto illustrator so when i created my drawing it fit the lemon and i when the illustration got moved back to photoshop it would be placed in the right spot. the second picture is the lemon in photoshop with the added illustration i made, of the lemon splashes. it looked a little flat so i added extra layers in a brighter colour for highlights. i did this with pen tool again. Then i used place linked- file- ok - media box - ok to put my illustration on my photoshop file.
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i used lasso tool and mask tool to cut of my limes cleanly , as well as free transform and flip horizontal to arrange them. i then made my lime liquid illustration in illustrator. i again just used pen and direct selection tool (a) to do this. i also made my fill opacity around 60 so the illustrations would look more like a liquid. i then used place linked again to transport the illustration to photoshop.
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here was just some of my masks and "water" was the first smart object i created (for the lemon earlier).
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this was the finished homework. i liked the colour scheme but their could have been some more contrast. i think the can could have been better arranged in the hand and a bit smaller. the backround could have been more interesting and i could have maybe spread out the fruits more and/or made them larger to take up more space. either than that i'm pretty happy. i had fun learning more about smart objects and getting the hang of them. i enjoyed using both apps! maybe i could also use some adjustments on lighting/colour on photoshop next time. i could also use better rule of thirds while making compositions for more interesting images.
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selfspinninglies · 2 years ago
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ok so the drinks I used were sprite and sugar free raspberry iced tea (it was snapple which is probably important) I had them next to me and my brain said "what if you put them together" so I did that (I've mixed worse [spilk incident] so shh) here are my observations:
-the iced tea looked basically the same just maybe a little more clear which is for some reason not what I was expecting
-it was fizzy but only a little you can barely tell (which is probably for the best tbh)
-it smells like a little lime and then raspberry. you cannot smell the lemon at all for some reason
-it tastes really good but the order that you taste things is always tea then sprite then tea again and I have no idea also the flavor of the sprite was mellowed out a lot which was good imo
Also if you try this what I did was drink half of each poured the sprite into the iced tea then shook it around idk if this affects the result if you do it the other way around just don't fuck with the measurements also make sure it's sugar free
(@addystuffs @psychicmisfortune [since you guys (gn) said yes])
do you wanna know the results of my drink experiment
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sheloooveswomen · 3 years ago
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i suppose - mildred ratched x reader
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summary: based on romcom headcanon. mildred is gwendolyn’s troubled, mysterious, gorgeous, new friend who she brings along the the valentine’s day dance at your women’s bar.
includes: mildred ratched x fem!reader, all in reader’s POV, brief time jump.
warnings: none.
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Y/N POV//
I saw the redhead when Gwendolyn brought her by, but missed the chance to speak when she stormed out.
Having known Gwen for years, as a regular customer of mine, I asked her what happened and if I could help at all.
She somewhat explained what her friend is going through, respecting her privacy but giving enough detail to garner advice.
"Why not bring her to the Sweetheart’s Dance next week?" I suggest.
The blonde stares down her glass, "Hm, I don't know."
"Safe to say she typically prefers being in control, right?"
Gwen nodded.
I continue, "The woman is in uncharted waters, Gwenny. You can't just spring a room of sapphics on her! She was probably embarrassed that you even realized her inclinations. Bring her by for the dance. Tell her what is and let her decide. She can see us acting like everyone else. Women loving women. Love in the air. I'll make her feel right at home."
"Y/n." she warns.
"Geez Gwen, I'm not gonna pounce on her. I only have slight ulterior motives here. I'd like to meet her but I'd like for her to experience a place like this more."
She took my suggestion and brings the beautiful stranger back the following week.
(( time skip / a weeek ))
I can tell immediately that Mildred is a little thrown by my appearance: tousled hair, fitted trousers, waistcoat, and a loosely buttoned shirt. I'm assuming -hoping, praying- it's for positive reasons that she just won't stop staring.
"Mildred, this is my dear friend, Y/n. Y/n, Mildred." Gwen gestures between us.
"How do you do." the redhead offers a hand.
"Very well, thanks," I shake her hand, "and you?"
"Fine, thank you." she drops my hand when she realizes we're still shaking.
Gwen, what a wingwoman, makes an excuse to go talk to some seamstress she's had her eye on.
"What can I get you, Red?"
"It's Mildred, a water is fine."
"On the rocks?" I ask, unable to wipe the smile from my face.
She looks almost confused at my joy, "Please."
"Coming right up!"
Surprisingly, she strikes up further conversation, "Gwendolyn says you own the place?"
"Co-own with an aunt, Lana. She helped raise me and this is now my pride and joy."
Mildred scans the room without being obvious, "Is it difficult hiding...this place?”
"Trouble is expected," reading between the lines I weigh my answer in my head, "but it's freeing nonetheless."
She accepts her water with a polite nod. I leave Mildred to sit and observe in peace, aside from the moments where she needs a refill.
Feeling...a lot of things, I decide to make her something else to drink. On the house. I fill a glass with a lemon-lime soda (sprite), add a splash of grenadine (fruit syrup), and a couple maraschino cherries (it's a shirley temple).
Gwendolyn is sat with Mildred and another blonde when I drop the drink at her table with nothing but a smile. I feel her eyes as I tend to other customers. Making sure to flip the bottles and add flare where I can while mixing drinks.
“Something sweet for the occasion.”
"You enjoy making a spectacle of yourself?" she asks when I replace her empty glass with a fresh one.
"Is that your roundabout way of saying you can't look away, Red?"
She sips her drink but doesn't correct my name choice, and my smile grows as I head back to the bar.
Once the slow dancing starts and people are ordering less, I take a seat at Mildred's table and ever so casually ask about her. Wanting to know more -quite literally anything- about the woman who's on her journey of acceptance.
When she's slow to share I do the talking. Giving her a brief storyline about how the bar opened, some facts about myself, a story or two about Gwen, and innocent tidbits/background on some of the women in the room. All in hopes of the place feeling less foreign, less lonely(?) for her as a newcomer.
I follow her stare to a group of four move to the dance floor and the confusion on her face is plain as day when the two femmes wrap their arms around each other and the other two in suits, one with short hair, hold hands.
"Are they...?" she never finishes her sentence.
"They are. There's no box to fill here, Red. People like what they like...who they like, I should say."
"I always thought it was-" she continues to process.
"Sometimes it is. Sometimes it's one or the other, other time it's both, most times they just don't care. Even down to the clothes. They can mean a lot yet so little.
"How do you mean?" Mildred's eyes shift all over the room.
"Some of them are forced to be one way for their entire lives, except stolen moments at home or in places like this. Where they can wear what they want, dress how they want, just be who they are. When the world is black and white we need a grey area to relax.”
“It’s freeing?” she quotes what I said before.
“Exactly. Then there are people like myself who sometimes wanna throw on their prettiest dress and other times wanna slap on a three piece suit. Whether it’s to access their masculinity or to do so without sacrificing an ounce of femininity.”
Her gaze lingers on a swaying couple, one of the women in a dress not unlike hers and the other in an outfit similar to mine. Their foreheads resting together, hands a little lower than decent, but they've had a drink or two and it's valentine's day so who cares.
Mildred nods meekly when I ask her to dance. Though she accepts immediately, she's slow to stand.
"I don't bite!" I wiggle the fingers of my outstretched hand.
Her cheeks tinge pink as she accepts my hand, "For some reason I doubt that."
She fights a smile when I use her hand to spin myself around and she sighs when I bring her to me, standing a little closer that before.
I may or may not catch her glancing down my top a few times, "See something you like?"
Her eyes meet mine sharp yet caught, "Pardon?"
"My outfit," I can't help but tease her further, "what else would I mean?"
"I was only realizing your suit is much more...tailored to your figure than mens suits- than the suits of some of the women here."
"Oh, yeah," I nod in understanding, smile blooming, "I like to make a spectacle of myself."
Her eyes flicker with something different, "Can you dress like this all the time?"
"Is that a request?" I briefly look her up and down.
"A question. Some might say you're leering." her fingertips brush under the shoulders of my vest as the follow the lines of my shirt’s pattern.
"I'm admiring." I correct her, "To answer your question I can't exactly run this place in a skirt and heels, and I certainly don't look like you when I do."
"I suppose."
A bark of laughter breaks through me, "Ouch! You wound me, Red—"
The fingers stroking my shoulder still, "No I mean to work—"
"Insulted in my very own establishment? Here I thought we were playing nice, you femme fatale!"
She shakes a wisp of hair loose, "I only meant it makes sense for you to prefer to work in something like this instead."
"I know I know, I'm only- is that a smile, Mildred?"
The woman seems almost surprised at how relaxed she's become. She wears a look on her face that says when did that happen?
"I suppose." she resumes tracing the pattern of my shirt.
"So are you enjoying your first sweetheart's dance?"
Theres another smile and almost whispering she says, "I suppose."
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