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sweetoothgirl · 2 months
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Limoncello Tiramisu
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markscherz · 4 months
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yooo mr mark what kind of snake is that?
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This is Limoncello (Lemon for short), my Euprepiophis mandarinus (Mandarin rat snake). She is now uhh… quite a bit too big to do this anymore.
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daily-deliciousness · 4 months
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Limoncello mascarpone cake
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sweetiesugarbird · 2 years
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Strike a pose!
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scoutsmoocrew · 29 days
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Grandma smooches.
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wander-lustinq · 1 year
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wanderlust ➵
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Limoncello - Chapter 7
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Pairings: Nick Folio x OFC, Bad Omens x OFC
Word Count: 1.6k
Warnings: Angst, mentions of anxiety and panic, violence, one mention of blood, crying, comfort, not proofread bc i hate myself
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“Never to suffer would never to have been blessed.” ~ Edgar Allan Poe
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Nick’s pickup peeled into the dive bar’s parking lot, loose gravel crunching under the tires as he pulled into a parking space. Noah’s car followed close behind and parked right next to him, music blaring and bass thumping. Nick hopped out of the truck and made his way to the bed to start unloading the drum kit, while Maeve followed suit. Noah popped out of the driver’s seat, leaving the door open as he stood next to the car. Doja Cat’s Say So blared through the speakers and into the evening air as he loudly sang along to it. A stone faced Nicholas exited the passenger’s seat and Jolly got out of the back seat to start unloading instruments. 
Maeve began to laugh as she watched Noah. “Really?” she giggled, hands on her hips. “Doja Cat?”
“It’s art, you wouldn’t understand,” Noah responded before going right back to singing along. 
“He does this every time,” Jolly sighed. “Don’t feed into it.” Maeve just laughed even harder. 
Finally Noah turned the car off, music silencing along with it, and started helping Folio unload the kit. 
“Do you guys need any help?” Maeve questioned sweetly, pushing her glasses up the bridge of her nose. 
Folio looked over at her. “Nah, we got it, doll,” he shot her a wink. “Thank you.” 
Maeve felt her entire body flush in an instant, as if her entire body had engulfed in flames. 
Doll. 
Was he just teasing? Was it a joke? Joke or not, she loved it.
She nodded. “No problem,” she whispered, fighting the shy smile that threatened to spread across her face, heart pounding out of her chest. 
She trailed behind them as they walked to the doors. It suddenly clicked that she should probably hold the door for them. She quickly bolted around and in front of them to open the door. They all muttered their appreciation as they walked inside. She followed behind Nick after he walked in. Her eyes immediately widened. The bar was dimly lit, the brightest light in there being a red neon Budweiser sign perched on a shelf behind the bar. Besides herself, the only other woman in the establishment was one of the bartenders. The rest of the patrons were men. 
Suddenly, she was overly aware of herself and what she was wearing, crossing her arms over her stomach, her eyes darting around as she followed her friends. The guys walked over to the area where they were supposed to play and began to set up. Maeve, cowered into herself, stood as close to them as possible without getting in their way. Nick glanced over at her, furrowing his eyebrows before walking over to her. “Maeve? You good?” 
She looked up at him with a tense smile. “Um, yeah,” she started. “Just a little anxious.”
“How come?” he questioned, slight frown on his face. 
“It’s nothing serious,” she tried to reassure. “Just feel like I stick out like a sore thumb.” 
Nick nodded, sucking on his teeth before responding. “Well, no one’s gonna mess with you. Not if I- um, we can help it,” he motioned to the guys.
Maeve nodded in response, slowly uncrossing her arms, “Okay…Thank you.”
“Of course,” Nick said, grabbing one of her hands. “We’ve gotta keep you safe.” He pressed a quick kiss to her knuckles before slowly dropping her hand and walking off to finish setting up, leaving her red in the face and giddy. 
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They put on a phenomenal show. While their music wasn’t something that Maeve would typically listen to, she found herself nearly hypnotized by the combination of their talents and stage presence. She figured she probably made a fool of herself cheering them on, but she couldn’t find it in her to care. They deserved the hype. When they began to pack up, she walked over to them, a bright smile adorning her face. 
Nick noticed her first. “What did you think?”
“You guys did amazing!” she beamed, going in for a hug. 
Nick hugged her back, picking her up and swinging her side to side as his arms wrapped tightly around her, “Thank you, doll.”
Maeve squealed as he lifted her off the ground. “Put me down,” she giggled. “You’re all sweaty.” 
“Hey, you hugged me,” he laughed, gently setting her down on the ground. “Let me help the guys pack up really quick.” 
She nodded at him and walked back over to where she had been sitting before, watching them, but mostly Nick, as they packed up. She was pulled from her giddy, excited state almost as soon as she sat down. 
“Look who we have here!” A familiar voice boomed as the bar door opened. 
Tanner.
Maeve’s breath caught in her throat as she hesitantly looked towards the source of the voice. She shrunk into herself as Tanner approached her. “I thought this wasn’t your scene, princess,” Tanner smirked, leaning against the bar. 
He had tried to get her to go to bars when they were together, but she never wanted to. She didn’t enjoy bars. She would much rather drink within the comfort of her home. Or in the home of someone she trusted. She sucked in a deep breath and just nodded towards the guys.
Tanner glanced in the direction that she nodded and let out a chilling chuckle. “Oh, I see how it is,” he said through gritted teeth as he glanced back at her with cold, angry eyes. She leaned back against the bar to get some distance between them and obviously failed to do so. Tanner got in her face, his body pressing to hers. “So you’re a fucking groupie now? Which one are you fucking? Or are you fucking them all?” His voice got louder and harsher with each question. 
Maeve started to tear up and tried to move away from him, to no avail. He grabbed her arm, causing her to yelp, tears springing to her eyes. And just as quickly as he had gotten in her face, he was being pulled away. 
“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?!” Nick spat. Noah, Nicholas, and Jolly stood by him as he gripped the back of the collar of Tanner’s shirt. 
“Putting that slut in her place. I’m doing you a favor.” Tanner responded, eerily calm. 
Nick was seeing red as his grip tightened on Tanner’s shirt, pushing him against the bar as hard as he could. Nick then removed one hand and drew back a clenched fist before slamming his fist into Tanner’s nose, blood immediately gushing from his nose. Jolly hurried off to find security while Noah pulled Nick off of Tanner. Nicholas took over in keeping Tanner where he was. Noah was trying his best to hold Nick back from Tanner, constantly readjusting his grip. 
“Folio,” Nicholas called, not taking any of his focus off of an enraged Tanner who was trying to get to Folio. “Take Maeve to the truck, now.” 
At the mere mention of Maeve, Nick stopped fighting to get out of Noah’s grip and looked over to where Maeve was still seated, trembling with her face in her hands. He looked at Noah, face visibly softened. Noah nodded and let go, then Nick rushed to Maeve’s side. “C’mon, let’s go.” He said softly to her, helping her stand and leading her outside and into the truck as quickly as possible. He opened the door for her and helped her climb into the seat before he rushed over to his side and hopped in. 
Maeve was trying her hardest to not break down. Her eyes burned with unshed tears, her heart was beating erratically, she felt like she couldn’t breathe, and her entire body shook. Nick leaned over to her and grabbed one of her trembling hands and she squeezed it. 
“Hey, breathe for me, doll. Can you breathe for me?” he asked softly, trying not to panic her further. “C’mon, breathe with me.” He started to breathe in and out, loudly and slowly. Maeve followed his lead, letting his breaths guide her own. She began to calm down slightly, at least enough to where her heart rate slowed and she stopped shaking. Tears had started to stream down her face, and she tried to hide it. 
“I-I’m sorry,” she whispered, voice breaking slightly as she silently cried, turning her head away from him. 
“Hey, hey, hey,” Nick cooed, gently placing a hand on her face so she would look at him. He cupped her face with both hands and wiped her tears with his thumbs. “You have nothing to be sorry for. This is not your fault.” 
She squeezed her eyes shut and leaned into his touch as tears endlessly flowed from her eyes. Nick managed to awkwardly maneuver her into his lap, his arms wrapped around her as she quietly cried into shirt. He rubbed her back as her body occasionally shook with sobs. They stayed like that until Noah, Nicholas, and Jolly came out with all the instruments and equipment they brought, one of the bartenders helping bring it out. Nick rolled the window down as they approached. 
“Is she okay?” Jolly asked. Nick shrugged, while Maeve nodded into Nick’s chest as a response. Jolly furrowed his eyebrows with a sigh. 
“That guy got kicked out,” Noah said. “Apparently they have trouble with him all the time. They escorted him out and said that if he came back they’d call the cops.”
“I’m so sorry you guys,” Maeve sniffled, words muffled by Nick’s chest. 
“Don’t do that. You have nothing to be sorry for,” Nick repeated what he had told her earlier, holding her tighter. 
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acocktailmoment · 10 months
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Limoncello Gin Tonic !
Ingredients:
2 oz limoncello
1.5 oz gin
1.5 oz fresh lemon juice
1 oz simple syrup
2 oz club soda
Add limoncello, gin, lemon juice, and simple syrup to a glass filled with ice. Top with club soda and stir. You can garnish with a sprig of mint and a lemon wheel.
This article was not sponsored or supported by a third-party. A Cocktail Moment is not affiliated with any individuals or companies depicted here.  
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delicious-in-kitchen · 8 months
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Limoncello Syllabub with Crushed Amaretti by Olive Magazine
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chicinsilk · 2 months
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Limoncello 1968.
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skynapple · 2 days
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2 oz limoncello
4 oz old-fashioned lemonade
half a lemon
over ice
sooooo good
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greatcombinations · 9 months
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daily-deliciousness · 7 months
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Limoncello tiramisu
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fullcravings · 4 months
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Limoncello Tiramisu
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sweetiesugarbird · 9 months
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🥺
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scoutsmoocrew · 2 months
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They’re not blinking
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