#digestifs

[imstillwithyou]

we all do. — Lottie Matthews (2x03 Digestif).

[niurd]

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[captainofthetidesbreath]

apparently something in my vibe made this restaurant I was at feel they needed to get me a complimentary drink, and I'm very confused about it but it was indeed very fun

[fanfic-scribbles]

Digestifs: Chapter Six (Excerpt)

I don’t like posting 18+ stuff to Tumblr, so here’s a snippet of Digestif’s sixth chapter. And here’s a link to the full piece on AO3.

Overall Story Facts:

Fandom: MCU Captain America/Avengers

Summary: Steve Rogers and his girlfriend may not always know what they’re doing, but they’re willing to work it out. Together.

It’s just more fun that way.

Quick Facts: Romance – Steve Rogers/Reader – Female Reader

Chapter Six: Girls On Top – Switching it up in the bedroom makes for a surprising adventure with a few bumps in the road, but it's worth it in the end.

Excerpt:

~

I snorted, and couldn’t help but grin. “How many times do I have to remind you, Captain? I’m a civilian and I don’t take orders. If you wanna call the shots in this room, you’re gonna have to earn it.”

“Hm.” There was defiance in his eyes and he licked his lips. “Really? Because I don’t see anyone here to challenge me.”

“Oh? I guess the room is empty then,” I said, doing up the zipper and simultaneously starting to scoot to the edge of the bed. I only got halfway up the former and barely anywhere in the latter when Steve used one hand to propel himself onto the bed, landing with his legs on either side of me.

I let out a yelp of surprise but fell back in laughter. “You dick!” I said and pushed at his chest.

He exaggerated being affected by my pathetic show of not-strength, to the point where I could actually swoop up and shove him into really moving. He was briefly surprised, and then there was a mischievous glint in his eye, and we devolved into a wrestling match that must have been ridiculous to him in how even it felt to me. Still, I gave as much as I could, and Steve allowed it, until I actually ended up on top of him, firmly straddling his waist and breathing heavily, while he lay like he had just flopped onto bed. His hair was a little mussed, so I took that for a win, even though I probably looked a mess with my chest just barely covered, and starting to sweat.

I took a deep breath and straightened my jacket before putting my hands on either side of his head. “Looks like I win.”

~

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[thereferencebinder]

Yellowjackets - Digestif (S02E03)

I'm obsessed with how beautiful this entire scene is. The color palette is stunning, full of earthy tones and that deep read that instantly becomes the center of attention. I also like all the close ups.

I also love the existance of frame #3; right after she touches the blood for the first time, we see a shot of her hands being completely clean, but then we go back to a shot of her hands covered in blood. It's our first hint that it's a hallucination.

[lottieurl]

i hope nat does something deeply morally fucked up in s3 that makes the people who decided to sort her into Good Person Box (in contrast with All The Rest Of Them Who Are Bad) shake in their boots going but she's good?????!??!?!?!

[sprqpointintern]

rip to jackie's face...

[arcanespillo]

Yellowjackets, S2E03, Digestif

[thingsasbarcodes]

Yellowjackets 2x03 - Digestif

[longeyelashedtragedy]

Fucks sake, I deserve financial compensation for having to write multiple porn scenes feat. the least sexy name ever

[theelementaryparticles]

Amaro digestif with fig syrup over Asian pear and icecream

[ne-lise]

[sheepintheastralsea]

yellowjackets episode titles are so unserious. ‘flight of the bumblebee’ rude. ‘edible complex’ ‘digestif’ MA’AM???? excuse me?

[ardri-na-bpiteog]

The french be like we're gonna get you wasted at dinner

[fanfic-scribbles]

Digestifs: Chapter Four (Excerpt)

I don’t like posting 18+ stuff to Tumblr, so here’s a snippet of Digestif’s fourth chapter. And here’s a link to the full piece on AO3.

Overall Story Facts:

Fandom: MCU Captain America/Avengers

Summary: Steve Rogers and his girlfriend may not always know what they’re doing, but they’re willing to work it out. Together. It’s just more fun that way.

Quick Facts: Romance – Steve Rogers/Reader – Female Reader

Chapter Four: Comfort – Steve wakes up from a bad dream, and needs to know everything’s okay. He’s very…hands-on about it.

Excerpt:

~

I woke to sudden movement and a sharp sound I couldn’t immediately identify. It took me a few seconds to get my bearings, but once the fog of sleep faded a bit, I realized it was the middle of the night and Steve was sitting straight up and looking around.

That jumpstarted me to full consciousness. “Steve?” I asked and looked around, but I could see and hear nothing aside from him, shaking a bit and taking short, jagged gasps of air. He didn’t immediately move either, so I took the chance to flick on my bedside light and my heart settled somewhat when I saw awareness just barely coming back into his eyes. He took a little more time to look around the room, tilting his head as if to listen for a threat, and then he finally took a deep, if shaky, inhale. It didn’t help the rhythm of his breathing all that much though, and he remained on alert.

“Hey,” I said and when he looked at me his eyes widened somewhat as he looked me up and down. “It’s okay; we were sleeping and you just woke up. I’m okay and there’s no one here.” He blinked a few times and rubbed his face. “Nightmare?” I asked gently and tried to touch his shoulder, but he shivered and I took my hand back.

“Yeah,” he croaked. He cleared his throat and looked at me again, like I was hiding an injury he just couldn’t see but was surely there. It must have been a real bad dream. Normally he snapped to faster than this, but though he was clearly awake, he still looked mentally trapped in the mire of whatever dream-him had been going through. Or helplessly witnessing. “I’m sorry, I–…can I…”

He tried for a few more words and failed. His hands opened and shut towards me and he looked so distressed I opened my arms in invitation.

~

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[onpyre]

YOOOO THE NO-EYED MAN IS A PSYCHOPOMP I LOVE WHEN I’M RIGHT

also i fucking love van! way to switch it up and try communicating with doppeltai