#tea tastes fruity

[balkanradfem]

Basketry: Take two

So if you remember, a few days ago I attempted to make a basket out of unprocessed, unknown type of bush/tree, and it was fun! It didn’t produce a basket, but I got some practical knowledge.

Since then, I’ve started following a lot of basketry groups and blogs, and the things I’ve learned have made me impressed and intrigued. Firstly, these people have no limits in what they’ll make a basket of; trees, grasses, dry stems of plants, houseplants, dry corn leaves, wild brambles, tree bark, vines, you name it; they’ve made a basket out of it. Secondly, they’re not just making natural baskets, but cordage, out of almost every natural material! They know how to process stems of cattails and all kinds of plants in order to get the fibers and make them into little cords, and then they can even use those cords for making baskets! And the cords can be used for anything you would need a piece of string, like macrame, crafts, tying up plants, it’s incredible!

So now I’m determined to get more of this knowledge, it seems almost godly to be able to go out in the wild and then create practical items out of every piece of grass, stem and tree.

One vital piece of information I’ve gathered, is that you can harvest blackberry bramble using thick gloves and shears, and then you run it thru a piece of old denim in order to scrub all of the thorns from it, and it’s usable for basketry. This information feels golden, because not only is blackberry is perfectly pliable and easy to manipulate in basketry, but it’s invasive and overgrowing the entire field I work on, so making it usable for practical purposes is a dream come true. I will be testing this out today!

So I’m at it again; I’m out and first thing I want to do is collect that same non-identified tree/bush branches in order to try and complete my failed basket. I’m smarter this time, so I’ll be collecting only the thinnest and most pliable branches!

This is how that bush thing looks like, it even has some black berries, which makes me believe it’s a rhamnus (Buckthorn). Anyway, I got a bunch of it, and then went to look for the blackberry brambles.

I found this grass situation on the way, and figured that if everything else fails, I can always try to make some grass stuff? Grass has to be easy to weave with, it’s extremely pliant. The only thing is, this grass’ edge is very sharp. It gave me a papercut almost immediately. Still, I got a bunch. Maybe it won’t matter that it’s sharp.

Okay, so I arrived at the blackberry place, and I have my very thick gloves on, and I’ll try running the vines thru a piece of old denim, to see if it really removes all those thorns:

Not only it worked, it worked immediately and perfectly! I was careful to run it in both directions, but even after running it once, the brambles have been smooth and safe to handle! I was able to hold it in my hand! I’m extremely pleased, and I spent next 15 minutes pulling out the invasive blackberries, and making good material out of them:

My piece of denim is a bit filthy, but it isn’t badly damaged! It will be good for more times.

So, I got home, put all that stuff on the floor, and figured I should go see if I can re-do my last basket. It’s been on my balcony ever since, drawing the attention and sympathy of the onlookers. Here’s what I got:

Since the spines of the last basket were essentially fine, I tore off all of the branches I attempted to weave with the last time, and decided to start again, this time with a bit thinner ones!

And it started off great! Mind you, I was still using a LOT of brute force here, these branches did not want to bend the way I wanted them to, I was being pretty aggressive to make it look like this. The start looks awesome, and then I realized that bending the basket to go up, is not as easy as it was with newspapers, and I struggled a bit to make the bend and to continue weaving upwards.

And here’s a basket! As you can see, I didn’t end it very professionally, I just cut off the ribs and pushed in the handle (it’s not safely inside, it could detach with weight), but this, this is definitely a basket-shaped item! Compared to the last thing I did, this is a good learning curve in the working.

Now, sadly, this basket is barely usable, or more specifically, it’s usable only for the stuff that doesn’t mind being stabbed. Since the material was so hard to bend, when I wanted to put in a new branch, I had to stab it into the basket, and force it into any opening available; I couldn’t tuck it down nicely as you’re supposed to. So at the end, I had to cut a whole lot of branch endings, and the sharp edges have remained everywhere; you can get stabbed just by holding this thing.

Not to despair, this is a learning basket, and now I know there’s a problem like that, I can work on it! I filled that basket with walnuts and pinecones and I’m perfectly happy with how it looks right now.

This basket will also show me how this material stands the test of time; when raw materials like this dry, they usually shrink up, so the basket might lose a bit of it’s shape, and I will see in few months what it looks like.

I still have blackberry bramble, some drying dandelion stems, twine, and my grass, but I did tire myself out making this, so I’ll leave those for another day. And when some of these materials manage to dry, I will try doing the proper process of drying and soaking, to see what difference does it make to use raw vs prepared material. But this is what the raw thing can do! I’m happy to know it.

[chimchiri]

My own request (only because you're inviting them :3) would be for Rarijack in a cozy winter scene. <3

I'm wondering what they'd drink in the snow.

[cheerfullycatholic]

St. Benedict's cranberry tea is definitely one I'm going to buy again, 9/10

[museofvoid]

i'm drinking tea with honey cause i'm sick and it helps my sore throat a bit but i'm sorry tea lovers it just does not taste good

[ultimateinferno]

There's a certain tragedy regarding the simplicity of lemonade and the frequency of people fucking it up.

[tearlessrain]

okay to specify since I unexpectedly got a lot of immediate tea recommendations on my rant: I'm mostly looking for floral-y blends with chamomile or something similar to that. if I liked mint and ginger teas this would be much easier.

[oolongshot]

Unsung benefit of loose leaf tea: dumping your spent tea in the garbage disposal makes the sink smell good

[kcrossvine-art]

G'morning all! Its nice to get back things,. Theres been some roadblocks with med shortages and life, and also with the material for these recipes. So far we've covered a lot of pastries, not because theyre mentioned more often in the series, but because being mentioned lends them more specificity in flavor than things like gravy, peas, or various meats. The latter can be prepped, seasoned, and served in so many different ways that it feels harder to make them 'faithfully' because a packet of instant potato mash is just as faithful as a pot of buttered potato mash. Baked goods tend towards 1, maybe 2, 'base' recipes that get altered and added to. 

 Today, we'll be making Beorn's Honey Cakes! A dish from one of my partners favorite characters- a delectable little treat befitting the… warm personality of the character.

(As always you can find the cooking instructions and full ingredient list under the break-)

MY NAMES CROSS NOW LETS COOK LIKE ANIMALS

SO, “what goes in to Beorn's Honey Cakes?” YOU MIGHT ASKSimple stuff! Simple sweet stuff!

All-purpose flour

Baking powder

Salt

Ground nutmeg

Unsalted butter

Whole milk

2 eggs

Honey

Vanilla extract

The veins of honey cakes ancestry can be traced back to any moment where people began baking bread. Honey is a natural preservative, and sweeter still on its lonesome.

AND, “what does Beorn's Honey Cakes taste like?” YOU MIGHT ASKLike your aching muscles repairing themselves

Tastes like a honey graham cracker

But the texture is softer, wetter- somewhat like banana bread

Oh, and this will make your house smell So So Good

If you can resist the temptation of eating them immediately, they taste even richer the day after baking

Would pair well with milk green tea

Would also pair well with fresh orange slices (or those chocolate 'orange slices' candy)

Genuinely don't forget to flip them upside down when they go to bake the second time, not sure what it is but i was curious and did a test where i flipped half of the batch upside down and kept the other half of the batch right-side up like they cooked in the muffin tin. The ones i flipped upside down universally had a more consistent texture and the honey was able to permeate further.

.where honey called for, used clover honey

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From start to finish this recipe takes about an hour of work, give or take some negligible time for prep.

The batter is perhaps the babybird of all cake batters. The gloopy, protruding crumbs of butter, not unlike a squabs beady pupils visibly dark under its skin, break up the mass of sickly smooth and reassuringly sweet-smelling oak-colored liquid. You can feel the confusion of bees outside your home, wondering if this your attempt at making royal jelly.

Just like a babybird, it becomes more than the sum of its parts. Layer on that honey drizzle, layer it on thick, theres no risk of drowning subtle flavors. Its crisp edges will keep its form, springy and warm, inviting you as if you're not the one who crafted it (food you didn't cook always tastes better). The bees are sooooooooooooooo jealous of your opposable thumbs and muscular strength.

If you dont have eggs you could try substituting with apple mash. I can't vouch for it in this recipe but replacing eggs with mashed up apples for pancakes gives it adds a nice fruity flavor without changing the texture, and in theory should work here as well.

I give this recipe a solid 10/10 (with 1 being food that makes one physically sick and 10 being food that gives one a lust for life again.) 

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Ingredients:

270 grams all-purpose flour

1 1/2 tsp baking powder

1/2 tsp salt

1/4 tsp freshly ground nutmeg

1 stick unsalted butter

160 grams milk

2 eggs

110 grams your favorite honey

1 tsp vanilla extract

Muffin tray and parchment paper

Method:

Preheat oven to 350f

In a medium bowl, whisk together the flour, baking powder, salt, and nutmeg.

 Add the butter and rub it into the flour with your fingers until the mixture resembles coarse crumbs. 

In a small bowl beat the eggs until just combined. Pour in milk and then vanilla extract while stirring.  Keep stirring vigorously while slowly pouring in honey.

Stir until the mixture is consistent in color.

Pour the liquids over the dry mixture and stir until just combined.

Pour the batter into a greased muffin tray, don't use any muffin paper/lining/cups.

Bake for 16 minutes, or until they reach their full height.

Carefully remove from the muffin pan and place the muffins upside down on a parchment lined tray.

Using a silicone pastry brush, generously cover the tops of the cakes with honey. Allow to sit for about 5 minutes to let the honey soak into the cakes.

Bake for an additional 8-10 minutes, or until the cakes are golden brown.

Remove from the oven and allow to cool.

[snowykuromi]

★☆supernatural☆★

xavier x fem!reader

☆ﾟ.*･｡ﾟ "need your hands all up on my body like the moon needs the stars" ☆ﾟ.*･｡ﾟ

genre: fluffy smut

cw: 18+ (minors dni), soft dom!Xavier, first time, established relationship, virginity loss, protected sex

You grab your purse to meet Xavier at the door for the star gazing picnic tonight. There's a spot in Linkon called Stellar Haven he'd been elated to take you to ever since he'd heard about it- a beautifully cared for garden with glass tables and cozy chairs where friends, family and (mainly) couples would visit to sit, eat and enjoy the view. They even had a section with pretty stairs that led to a terrace with telescopes. Of course you're very much happy to accompany him, finding your boyfriend's fascination with stars endearing. Something about the way the illumination of the night sky captures his ethereal beauty.

The two of you exchange smiles with each other, greeting Xavier at the door with pure love in your eyes. He always looks just like a prince. "Hi, sweet thing," you say, closing the door behind you. A rosy blush spreads across his pale face and ears at your words. "Y/N...I missed you so much it made my heart ache," he says, pulling you into a gentle embrace with one arm, holding your hand to his heart with the other. And you missed him too. Xavier had been away from his apartment off on one of his long missions again. Which was why you were over the moon when he texted you he was coming back and wanted to spend quality time with you.

You look up at him and his eyes are glossy with emotions. People may say that Xavier has an unwavering poker face but his eyes speak deeper passion than any person's smile you'd ever seen. You're grateful for his trust as he shows you his most vulnerable sides. You hug him closer, rubbing his back to comfort him while his chin rests gently on your head.

"I missed you too, baby. All I ask is that you don't keep scaring me like that. I'm just happy to be with you again."

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You and Xavier get to Stellar Haven, handing in your tickets before being seated under the night sky, drinking green tea paired with strawberry shortcake. Xavier pays for you both since he invited you out to make up for being away for so long. The sweet and tart taste of the strawberry filling compliments the fluffy cake and the light, not too sweet whipped topping. The strawberries on top of the slices add a refreshing, fruity bite with the dessert's sweetness, the warm green tea washing it down perfectly.

Having easy access to cuddle since you're seated right next to each other, Xavier wraps his arm you and plants a kiss on your cheek. You lean on him, the two of you watching the stars together. You rest your hand on his shoulder and watch his face as he looks up at the sky, relishing in the glossy shine in his blue eyes as he takes in the view above. Everything about him is mesmerizing. The content smile on his soft pink lips. His rosy cheeks. His pale skin. His silver blond bangs framing his features. His long silver lashes. Him. It was hard to watch the stars with Xavier because you found yourself admiring him much more. "Aren't we here to stargaze, honey?" Xavier turns to smirk playfully at you, causing you to snap out of it with a pink tint crossing your face. Oop, I been caught, you think. Oh well.

"You're just...so beautiful Xavier," you say, sweeping the side of his bangs with your fingers. Butterflies dance around in his stomach as he kisses your hand. "Is that so, my love?" You nod and continue to express your inner feelings, "You're so passionate about the world around you, about the little things and the big things. His breath hitches at your words, his eyes starry with the depths of his emotions. You don't know if it's the atmosphere, the fact that you missed him or both making you so forward tonight but you keep talking, "Your intelligence, your gentle voice, your kind heart and everything about you makes me happy. No one else compares to you."

The look on his face changes to something you can't quite read but you think it seems he almost looks like he's slightly teary eyed. "You really mean all that, Y/N?" You nod, caressing his face. "Of course. But even aside from your looks, you have the strongest heart I've ever known," you assure him. At this point, Xavier is so touched by your words that he can't help but to kiss you. "I can't describe to you how much your words mean to me," he says, nuzzling your forehead. You two smile happily and lean on each other as you watch the stars. This truly feels like heaven on earth. There may be other people here but it feels like it's only you two.

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After your date, you head back to the apartments. You're glad you could make Xavier feel as loved as he made you feel. You'd been together for a few months now but even long before you started dated, you two felt closer than just friends and spent so much time together. Even before you said it to each other, before you even started officially dating, you deep down always knew it was love (especially Xavier if you know his lore *cough*).

You walk upstairs to his apartment, wanting an excuse to be with him before you go back to your own apartment down stairs. "Do you really have to go...?" Xavier asks, flashing you his signature puppy eyes. "We're neighbors, dummy. I can see you whenever," you chuckle and poke his nose. "But I won't lie...I don't want to leave after not seeing you for awhile," you admit, genuinely not wanting the night to end here.

Xavier tilts his head to the side. "Why don't you spend the night with me?" he suggests. You weren't awkward at the thought since it wasn't the first time you had slept over his house. Though now that you're together, naughty things do cross your mind every now and then when you come over. "Sure, my sweet. Just let me go downstairs and grab things for overnight," you say, ignoring your thoughts. "Alright, honey. I'll be waiting," he tells you, smiling and giving you a hug before you head back to your place to pack your bag.

You don't know if it was because you're ovulating but your mind is wandering as you pack your things- a toothbrush, toothpaste, hairbrush, hair product, soap, towel and clothes for the next morning. You've never had sex with him before. In fact, you've never done it with anyone. Were you ready for something like that? You're not sure but you know you two have had sensual moments before. Like the time in the hot springs together, the bunny butler photoshoot, the time you'd bandaged his wounds with his shirt off- just to name a few. Ironically, you two have kissed but you hadn't had a makeout session yet. You shake your thoughts away, freshening up and changing into your night clothes before heading back to Xavier's place.

"You look so cute in your pajamas, love," he says before letting you in, planting a kiss on your forehead after closing the door. You take in the sight before you. He looks so hot in his loose white shirt and gray sweatpants, you think to yourself. You give your boyfriend a hug before smiling up at him, "You smell clean. Did you take a quick shower, handsome?" Xavier hugs you back with his face nuzzled in your hair, muttering out an "Mhm."

You pull away and hold both his hands. "We should try making that strawberry cake together sometime. Erm...as long as you let me work the oven," you suggest, laughing. He nods eagerly, his eyes lighting up at the idea. "That was probably the most delectable cake I'd ever had. We definitely should go to that place again," he says in agreement. While still talking about your date, you two head over to the couch and Xavier grabs the Nintendo Switch, connecting it to the television. "Y/N, do you want to play Yoshi's Crafted World? We can finish the level we left off at." You agree excitedly at the suggestion.

After putting the game in, Xavier grabs the controls and sits down next to you, handing you one. He leans over to kiss you and you playfully doge him, giggling. "Awww Y/N...I wanted a kiss," he softly whines. "Well I have an idea," you say with a mischievous smirk. "If you can finally pass this level with me, I'll reward you with a kiss." He perks up at your statement, "Oh? Then I'll hold you to that.

I can't wait for you to indulge me."

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After absolutely smashing the level together with your team work, your pink Yoshi and Xavier's blue Yoshi do a celebratory dance on the screen. "We did it, Y/N," Xavier beams, side hugging you. "They always look so cute dancing on the screen!" you squeal in excitement. "Indeed they do..." Xavier turns off the television and sets the controller down before scooting closer to you on the couch, taking your controller out of your hands and setting it aside too. "You're a lot cuter than Yoshi, you know," he flirts with a slight smirk on his face. It appears as if he's expecting his reward right about now.

You chuckle, being able to read his subtle expression just from the sly look in his eyes, leaning in to give him a peck on the lips. He flashes you a playful look of disappointment. "Wow. We've been trying to pass this level for quite a bit. Is that all I get?" You giggle and he pulls you in closer by the chin, planting a tender kiss on your lips that lasts longer than your taunting peck. "You seem to like teasing me, Y/N," he whispers.

His words send a chill down your spine, igniting something in you. Feeling bold, you sit on his lap causing his breath to hitch in surprise as his eyes widen. His hands hover over your waist then slowly hold onto you. Caressing the sides of his face, you pulls him into a passionate kiss. A few minutes of this and thing start getting heated. He lowers his hands to your butt, hands gently caressing it and you don't mind at all.

Then a thought pops into your head. You remember when tickling or poking Xavier, he'd mentioned his neck being sensitive a few times in the past. You smirk against his lips then make your way down to his chin, his jawline and finally his neck. He gasps, exciting you and you decide to kick it up a notch, biting and sucking on his neck. The sounds he let's out are like the sweetest melodies to you. You wish you could record them and listen to them like music. "So sensitive here...good boy," you whisper in his ear, receiving another gasp from him in response. "Are you enjoying your reward, sir?"

He chuckles softly against your skin, "Calling me 'good boy' and 'sir' at the same time? Someone's indecisive." You laugh as the corners of your eyes crinkle and poke his nose. "You're seriously mocking me at a time like this?" Xavier shakes his head. "I'm not mocking," he says, smirking at you. "It just seems someone is confused about where they stand in this predicament," he adds, leaving a kiss on the crook of your neck. He brings his lips on yours, kissing you softly yet breathlessly. You can see the glint of yearning in his eyes as he pulls away and slowly runs his hands up and down your back, yours caressing both sides of his face.

When your lips meet again, you gasp into the kiss as Xavier's tongue requests entry into your mouth. He's never kissed you like this before. You tense up, causing him to look at you with concern. "What's wrong?" he asks, feeling guilty. "Am I going too far?" Even though you bring out the frisky side in him, the last thing he wants to do is too make you uncomfortable or overwhelm you. You shake your head sheepishly. "No, I'm...just surprised but...I do wanna keep going." He smiles up at you, pinching your cheek. "Okay, honey. Just let me know if it gets too much for you." This man is always so considerate and gentle...it makes you wanna see how not-so-gentle you can get with him

With that, he closes his eyes to kiss your nose before bringing your lips back to his and you slip your tongue in his mouth, grabbing his hair with both hands, moaning softly into the kiss causing his breath to shake. He lowers his hands back to your butt, squeezing it, his heavy breathing and your quiet moans muffled by kissing. Your head spins at his noises as you can tell he's so desperately into this. Well...his breathing wasn't the only thing that revealed just how into this he was. You break the kiss, watching Xavier's rosy face and dazed, half-lidded eyes as he's struggling to catch his breath while his breath. Other than his hands, you feel a new texture poking your behind causing you to jump a bit, you eyes widening with both surprise and desire lingering in them. "X-Xavier..."

"What's wrong?" His voice is filled with tender concern. "We can stop if you want." He moves his hands to your face. "Nothing's wrong just...are you...ya know," you clear your throat, embarrassed to ask the following question. He tilts his head innocently before you continue, "A-are you...hard?" At this point, your face looks like a damn red protocore. Suddenly, Xavier is also embarrassed, gasping like the time he did at that one couples photo shoot when you tried to touch his bunny tail, only redder in the face this time. He looks away immediately, unable to hold eye contact anymore (you two are such a mess). There's this weird thing between you both where to go from being so bold to suddenly becoming flustered messes around each other.

"Ah...I'm so sorry," he clears his throat. "I do have an erection but um you can just ignore it. It'll go down eventually." Wow. Even Xavier gets horny. But you know it's only for you. Despite your inhibitions making you scared to go any further, you don't want to stop. But you also don't want to mess up. You're entranced by his warmth and if you're being honest with yourself, you're very excited by the fact that angel-faced, doe-eyed Xavier is actually hard right now especially since it's because of you. The nerves are only fueling your fire. You lean down to whisper in his ear causing him to quiver, your cheeks still flushed, your voice low and needy, "I don't want to ignore it. I can't help but wonder what's making you react in such a lewd way."

His glossy eyes are filled with desperate yearning that he can't even hide anymore, his brows furrowed as he looks up at you. "Well...I mean, I am aroused..." he admits, still flustered. Your fingers trail down to his stomach, feeling his clothed abs, playing with the hemming at the bottom of his shirt a little before slowly dragging your hands up under to his bare skin while kissing the crook of his neck. This gets you a sweet whimper out of him. Lifting up Xavier's shirt, you grind him a bit, feeling his his 'excitement' grow as he let's out a soft moan under his breath.

With that, a switch flips in Xavier as he picks you up bridal style in a sudden swoop, eliciting a squeal out of you. After gnawing on the bars of his enclosure for so long, he carries you to his bedroom, laying you on his bed, hovering over you. His gaze is almost pleading. "Y/N...do you really want this?" he asks, lovingly with a twinkle in his eyes. "I do. I really do. I think about it so much every time I come over but I always push the thoughts away because..." your voice trails off. His normally slow heartbeat races at your confession and at the anticipation of what else you'd say. It droze him crazy how you always left him on cliffhangers with your words. "Because?" His expecting fixated eyes practically radiate heat onto your body. "Because I don't know if I'll be good at it," you tell him.

Xavier resists the urge to smirk at the the implication that he's the only person you've gotten this close with. "Does that mean only I get to have you like this?" he asks, feigning innocence. You look down away shamefully. His eyes eager eyes soften. "Its okay, Y/N. You'd be my first too," he reassures. Your voice gets caught in your throat, letting out an embarrassing squeak. "All I want is to explore the uncharted corners of space with you. Only if you'll take that leap with me," he says in a seductive tone. You feel choked up, tears welling in your eyes. Seeing this, he presses his nose to yours, cradling your face. You hug him closer to you, your emotions finally spilling over, bringing your lips to his ear to tell him, "I trust you." He wipes your tears before initiating a passionate kiss.

Things start getting heated again real fast, the intensity of the kiss ramping up, your hands roaming each other freely. Before you can even catch your breath, clothes get discarded onto the floor. The kiss is finally broken, leaving you panting against each other's lips in your undergarments. "Y/N, you're such a vision of beauty," he murmurs, looking mesmerized. You blush and playfully flick his shoulder, getting a chuckle and an ow in response. "Don't you dare make me start crying again!" you whine.

He smiles lovingly in awe. Your nerves fading, you use your hunter strength to flip him over, pinning him down. He's definitely stronger than you so you know that he's willingly letting himself to be straddled by you. As badly as he wants you, why wouldn't he? "I want you to teach me how to handle a lightblade like a good hunter," you whisper. Xavier's eyes are hooded as a strained gasp falls from his lips, whispering back, "Maybe I don't mind breaking the boundaries with you." He's doing that absolutely irresistible thing where he raises one eyebrow.

You lock lips yet again, tongues intertwining and he flips you back under him, unhooking your bra then grasping your breasts, massaging them in circles and squeezing them together. He repeats this motion while kissing your ribcage. Your needy hand grabs his leading it lower and lower until it reaches your panties, beckoning him to touch you in between your thighs. Taking the hint, he cups your sex through your panties while simultaneously fondling your tits. This makes you throw your head back to let out a soft moan because the real thing feels so good compared to when you're alone and touching yourself while thinking of him, imagining it's his hand instead of your own.

"Baby~" you moan, moving his hand under the fabric. He's picks up the pace, rubbing your clothed pussy with more vigor causing your moaning to increase in volume, slightly bucking your hips into his hand. "You're getting wetter and wetter from the stimulation," he teases. Feeling extremely horny at this point, you stop caring about holding back your lewd words. "Hopefully wet enough to take your dick," you say, panting helplessly.

Xavier nearly choked on the air, his eyes widening, stopping what he's doing. "That's...so vulgar, love." He's surprised he even managed to get words out at all after hearing that. He'd never seen you like this before. Sure you had a bold, tough side- you were a hunter afterall. But he was used to seeing you being this flustered, cute angel. Discovering how you change when you're turned on excites him. "It's not vulgar if it's only you and me, baby~" you say provocatively, pulling him closer on top of you. He gulps, feeling his erection twitch in his blue plaid boxers. "D-do you think you're ready for it?" You nod sheepishly, biting you lower lip, "I'm a little nervous. But I trust you." Xavier smiles and lowers himself to cup your face and kiss your nose, your chests touching and his crotch gently brushing yours. You can feel each other's heartbeats.

"I'm honestly not the biggest, honey. It's an average size so don't worry, you'll take it well," he encourages. "And you can tell me to stop whenever you want." You smile and nod as you pull him into a loving kiss, moving your hand to his waist line then under his boxers, jerking him off a bit. When you hear his sweet moan against your lips, you pull his boxers down and he follows suit, discarding your panties. Pulling from the kiss, your eyes wander down, a smirk spreading across your face. 6 inches, a nice amount of girth, a pale shaft and a light pink tip. You can't help but lick your lips at the sight of his pretty cock, letting out an involuntary, "Mmm." It's so strange- being so nervous yet unable to hold back your sexual desire once you see all of your man like this. He blushes at your reaction. "I'm glad you like it," he says, shyly.

"Xavier...I can't take it anymore. I want you in me," you plead, spreading your legs and grabbing his cock. He kisses you and nuzzles your face affectionately, caressing you soothingly. "Hang on a second," he pauses, heading over to his drawers, grabbing a box of condoms from the top and taking one out. Sitting up, you watch him with your arms wrapping around your legs and your cheek resting on your knees. "Came prepared, huh?" you tease, trying to act confident yet your heart is pounding. He scratches his head awkwardly, eliciting a giggle from you. "Yeah...since we're dating, I thought we might need these. Just in case, you know." He unwraps the pre-lubed condom, tossing the wrapper before sliding it around his hard length and getting back on top of you.

"Alright, Y/N. I'll ease in slowly. Be a good girl for me, okay?" he asks, lacing his fingers into yours. "Yes, baby~" you respond. He lines himself at your entrance. Exhaling loudly at the contact, Xavier takes his time pushing his penis in your warmth, causing you to wince and squirm. You can feel your hymen popping and your walls being stretched from your boyfriend's girth. "Ow ow ow, " you whine, feeling a stinging sensation. He halts his movements to squeeze your hand soothingly, talking sweetly to you, "Its okay. I've got you." You swear you can see the whole galaxy in his eyes almost as if they're telescopes.

"X-Xavier...you can keep going." You hold him close while he kisses your neck. Giving you time to adjust, he starts thrusting so slow, you'd think he was a sloth. After about a minute or two of sweet neck kisses, hand holding and careful movements, the pain begins to subside and you let out a relaxed sigh now that you can finally enjoy the feeling of being full of him. Hearing this, Xavier asks, "Feeling better, honey?" You give him a satisfied, "Mhm" and with that, he gradually picks up the rhythm with his hips, making your voice come out. As it turns out, Xavier's the type to softly moan and heavily breath in your ear during sex, much to your delight. "It feels so good," he whispers in between moans. This man waited centuries for this pussy and he was absolutely savoring it.

Your nerves dissipate from losing yourself in pleasure, various unfiltered things falling from your lips- "Your lightblade is so strong", "Make me yours", " I love you," "Mmm harder". These explicit words rile him up even more causing him to snap his hips against yours. You moan louder at the pace, your walls fluttering around him. "I love you too, honey," he whispers, looking you deep in your eyes while he makes love to you. Together, you and Xavier create a symphony of moaning, smooching, skin slapping on skin and the bed creaking. "Is my pussy good, baby?" you ask through deep breathes. "Uh huh," he exhales against your neck. "Only yours."

Your breathing builds up, feeling an intense tingling sensation wash all over your body. You realize this means you must be getting close. Xavier's thrusts get sloppy, entailing he's also about to cum. You throw your head back, feeling his cock twitch inside you as you're basically screaming at this point while he's panting like an animal in heat. His eyes look as though they're about to roll to the back of his head. Your moans entangle in a duet together as your climaxes wash over you two, yours being first and Xavier catching up about 20 seconds after with frantic thrusts. Surprised yet enjoying the view, Xavier's light Evol causes his body to glow golden and shimmer as he comes. This lasts for a few seconds. The glow fades and his thrusts slow down as he rides out your orgasms, his cum filling the condom. You both close your eyes while catching your breath together as he rests on top of you with his face in the crook of your neck, his cock softening. You wrap your arms around his back to hug him close. The two of you stay like this for a few minutes, basking in the bliss of coming down from your highs.

When you and Xavier finally catch your breath, he pulls out and disposes of the condom before laying next to you in bed, holding you as you lay on his chest, planting a kiss on your head. "So, you glow when you cum, huh?" you tease, smirking. He blushes, looking a little embarrassed. "I didnt know my evol would react during...that," he says. You giggle, finding this cute. "If that was also your first time, how did you do so good?" you ask him, impressed by how he did. He answers you question shyly, knowing you'll tease him for it. "Lots of research and trashy romance novels," he explains. You chuckle and shake your head. "Condoms, research and spicy romance novels, huh? You really were prepared."

He chuckles back, pinching your cheek. "You know, I definitely wouldn't mind this becoming a habit in our relationship." You agree, wanting to do this again with him as well and only him. "How do you feel right now?" he asks, wanting to make sure you're okay. "It hurt at first but I enjoyed it," you say to him, drawing circle on his chest with your fingers. "What about you? How do you feel?"

Xavier briefly stretches with the arm that's not wrapped under you.

"A little exhausted," he yawns, rubbing his eyes. You jokingly roll your eyes as you aren't surprised.

"My sleepy boy," you tease, poking his cheek. You and your boyfriend laugh and talk for a few minutes longer before deciding to finally get some rest together. You move your legs out of the way as he maneuvers around to pull the cover over you both and he leans down to give you a kiss on the lips before saying, "Goodnight, Y/N. I love you." Of course, you say it back to him sincerely before falling asleep in his arms. "I love you too, Xavier. Sweet dreams."

[aemondsbabe]

Arbor Gold

summary: sharing a drink & toys || rhaenyra treats you to a very special night out

pairing: modern!rhaenyra x f!reader

warnings: mature/explicit, 18+ (minors dni!), no use of y/n, afab reader, wlw, public, fingering, use of a toy, vibrators, mentions of alcohol, mommy kink, sub!reader, allusions to oral, let me know if i missed anything!

word count: 1.9k

a/n: happy day three of 12 days of smuff!! i was sweating writing this one, i can't lie lmao

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“Oh, that’s perfect,” Rhaenyra says to the waiter, watching with a smile as he finishes pouring two glasses of wine with a fancy flourish before setting the bottle on the table, “Thank you.” 

With a polite nod, the waiter takes his leave, leaving you and your girlfriend alone once more. Your eyes scan the room once again, taking in the fancy dark wood paneling on the walls and the way the vintage crystal chandeliers sparkled as they cast a low, moody light over the room; the soft instrumental music coupled with the dull hum of other couples and groups of friends sharing quiet conversations comforted you despite the circumstances. 

Finally, you let your eyes sweep over Rhaenyra and your lips instantly curved into a soft, sweet smile as you took her in, watching as she took a sip of the decadent Arbor Gold wine. This whole little adventure had been her idea – something fun and new to do, she’d said. 

And she doesn’t disappoint, you think with a slight shiver as you shift a bit in the plush booth, the small vibrator she’d taken oh-so much care to work into you earlier presses deliciously against that small, sensitive patch within you. 

“Everything alright, sweetling?” Rhaenyra asks, finally catching your eyes from where you’d been absentmindedly staring at the flickering tea candle on the table. 

You smile and take her hand as she presses in closer to you, your bare shoulders nearly touching. You can’t help but admire her dress, a mirror copy of yours in every way aside from the color – the dark, blood red silk contrasts so beautifully against her soft, pale skin while the dim lights of the small bar dance off of the black silk of your own dress in smooth, pearlescent waves. 

“I’m fine, Nyra,” you can’t help but reassure her with a soft smile as you poke your tongue out to wet your lips before pressing a gentle kiss to the back of her hand, “Just wondering when exactly you plan to start the show.” You tease, nodding to her phone. 

“Now where would the fun be in revealing all my tricks?” She gives as good as she gets, her eyes gleaming as she looks you over appreciatively. She takes another sip of the wine, taking the time to swirl it around in her glass before delicately pressing her lips to the rim. You can’t help but bite your lip as she closes her eyes with a pleased hum. “Have you had any of yours yet? You really need to try it, my love, it’s absolutely decadent.”

You reach across the table and grab your glass, swirling the pale yellow-gold liquid around in the same way Rhaenyra did before taking a sip, sighing happily as you taste all manner of sweet, fruity notes. 

You go to look at her with raised brows, about to compliment the expensive vintage as well, when she discreetly taps the screen of her phone. You only manage to get a soft, barely there squeak out as the vibrator comes to life inside you and buzzes softly against the most tender spot within you before Rhaenyra quickly leans over and presses her lips against yours, muffling the noise. 

You sigh gratefully against her lips as your eyes flutter shut, one of your hands squeezes at her thigh, and you’re grateful that each table is adorned with a long tablecloth as your hips seem to buck up by themselves for a second. 

She pulls away after a moment, once she can sense that you’ve calmed down some, and fixes you with a pleased grin before pressing one last, soft kiss against your shoulder. “That good already?” She teases, lifting her glass to her lips to take another sip of wine, “And to think, we’re only on the first level.”

You shiver, knuckles white as your fingers dig into the dark fabric of your dress, your hands pressed tightly against the tops of your thighs as you try and keep your hips still as Rhaenyra taps her phone screen, giggling as she turns the vibrations up a level. 

Your skin is flushed, though you aren’t sure if it’s from the wine or from the incessant vibrations within you. You throw Rhaenyra another helpless glance, your fingers digging into her plush thigh as a warning that your peak is approaching. 

She merely huffs out a soft laugh next to you and reaches out to tuck a lock of your hair back behind your ear before cupping your cheek, her pale eyes dancing over your face as she admires the blush that’s bloomed across your skin. 

“Oh, pretty little thing,” she coos softly, smirking when she notices your lower lip trembling as you desperately try and bite back the moans threatening to spill from your lips, “Are you getting closer, my love?”

You nod as your walls clench desperately around the toy, the movement only serving to press it even more firmly against your sweet spot. You bite down on your bottom lip, your nails no doubt leaving small crescent moon marks against Rhaenyra’s delicate skin, as you try to control your breathing. 

Just as you’re about to whisper that you can’t take much more, the waiter reappears, walking up to your table with a polite smile. You nearly cry as Rhaenyra quickly turns off the toy, although you can’t say whether it’s from relief or frustration from being so, so close. 

“Is everything to your liking, ladies?” He asks, his gaze lingering on you for a second as he looks between the two of you.

“Everything is perfect.” Rhaenyra answers with a cool smile, casually taking a sip of wine. 

“Wonderful, and is there anything else I can do for you all this evening?”

“I think we’re good over here,” she says, smirking as she spares you a glance, “Just bring the check when you get a moment, please. No rush, though.”

“Of course, ma’am.” The waiter says with a polite nod before taking his leave. 

As soon as he’s gone, Rhaenyra presses herself close to you and you almost whine when you feel her breasts press against the side of your arm, her nipples hard and aching against the thin fabric of her dress. A chill goes through you at the realization that she’s enjoying this just as much as you are. 

“That was going to be a big one, wasn’t it, sweetling?” She murmurs softly, one of her warm hands skimming across your bare thigh as she tucks it under your dress. 

“Nyra, please,” you all but gasp, trembling next to her as your center aches, your walls squeezing helplessly at the toy, “Please…” You’re not even really sure what you’re asking for as you beg, your mind covered in a thick fog. 

“Mmm,” she sighs, relishing the way you squirm in her hold as she skirts her hand higher and higher up your thigh, until the edge of her fingers are just barely pressing against the center of your thin lace underwear, “I don’t think it’s Nyra tonight, my little darling.” She says with a soft shake of her head, a few strands of her silvery hair falling beautifully against her cleavage. 

“Mommy,” you correct yourself with a choked whimper, eyes glassy as you peer up at her, “Please, please.” 

“Please what?” She asks, the condescending edge to her voice making your head spin, “Please take you home? Please make you come?” She prompts, eyebrows raised slightly as she smirks. 

“I –,” you choke out, nearly jumping out of your skin when she turns the vibrator back on, not bothering to ease you into it as it buzzes away at a high speed, “F-Fuck.” You hiss, your body already tensing as the knot in your belly winds itself up at an alarming rate. 

“I think you want to come,” she says lowly, nodding her own head as if to answer the question for you, “Luckily for you, mommy’s in such a giving mood tonight.” She studies your face carefully as she pushes your underwear to the side, her eyes positively sparkling once she feels how wet you are. 

You bite your lip harshly, nearly drawing blood, as she begins rubbing circles over your aching bud, not bothering to warm you up as she normally does as her soft fingers press harshly against you. Your head spins as she works you up and up and up, your high building at nearly the same pace as the vibrations within you as she slowly increases the speed of the toy. 

Before you’ve even had a chance to process the sensations flowing through your body, your head snaps to her and your eyes are wide as you look at her desperately, soft squeaks sounding from your throat. She merely looks at you expectantly – she may be in a giving mood but that didn’t mean she had to make the getting easy. 

“M–,” You barely choke out the first syllable before your eyes squeeze shut, your core already starting to flutter around the small toy, “M-Mommy, mommy!” You urgently whisper, finally finding your voice before gritting your teeth, your breath catching in your throat just as you feel the very beginnings of a familiar tightening overtaking your belly. 

“Let mommy have it, sweetling,” Rhaenyra coos, not stopping the movements of her fingers as she feels your bud twitch against her fingers. She murmurs soft praises into your ear as your high washes over you, talking you through it as your hips squirm against the lush fabric of the booth. “That’s a very good girl. Is that such a big one, darling? You did so, so good for me, sweetling.”

Her soft praises nearly send you over the edge again, but thankfully she decides to spare you and turns off the vibrator before slowly extracting her hand from your underwear, taking a second to make sure to move them back into place for you, the small gesture making your heart skip a beat. 

She laughs softly next to you, the sound making you open your eyes and you nearly moan at the sight of her dipping a finger, still shining from where she’d touched you, into the half-full cup of wine in front of her. She takes a second to swirl it around before bringing it to her lips, her eyes gleaming as she sucks at the digit; the sight alone is enough to make your tender walls clamp down on the toy but the small, satisfied moan she makes just about sends you spiraling over the edge yet again. 

“That’s definitely my new favorite pairing.” She teases, smirking at the wide-eyed look on your face. 

“Nyra!” You laugh, your heart racing in your chest as you feel the butterflies in your tummy stir yet again while the two of you dissolve into flirtatious giggles. 

Just then, the waiter appears with the check, which Rhaenyra quickly scans over before passing her credit card to him. She turns to you as soon as he disappears around a corner, the coy look in her eyes making you feel flush all over again.

“I can’t wait to get you home, sweetling,” she sighs softly and presses a kiss against the curve of your neck before polishing off the last bit of wine in her cup, “Mommy is absolutely dying for something sweet for dessert…” She teases, raking her hand back up your thigh.

A giving mood, indeed.

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[ioniansunsets]

HOW DOES HEARTSTEEL SMELL LIKE

Kayn smells like Cigarette smoke and Sauvage Dior whatever popular cologne he can find. But his hair always smells like really sweet shampoo that somehow leaks into that horrendous mix of smoke and way too strong cologne. As you lean in close for a kiss, you can almost taste the smoke. Did he even smoke? Or was it that he loves talking to the other punk rockers that chill around after Pentakill's concert. You're not sure, you'll ask him after his lips leave yours.

Sett smells like the tm Ocean Spray, Ice Cool etc deodorant. Stereotypical man smell. He knows he sweats easily and does his best to keep any odor away! You've seen how he carries extra tees around, and even seen the wipes he keeps in his bag. But, if you hold him tight, you can still smell the soft downy scent of a simple softener wafting off his clothes. Trust him to try to smell clean and manly for you.

Yone smells like coffee mixed in with a green tea softener from his clothes and the very clear scent of cypress? Where did that come from? As you press your face into neck and his hair falls past your face as he leans down, you realize its incense from his room that settled in his hair. You nod, now understanding why sometimes he smells different, depends on what incense he burns while he meditates every morning then.

K'sante smells heavenly, a warm sage kind of scent mixed in with sandalwood. He always smells good, it eludes you how he can work out with Sett and still come out smelling so tasty. Only when you reach up to hold him close can you sniff out a fresh citrus off his skincare routine. When you ask he just shrugs, telling you he just uses good soaps and wipes.

Ezreal smells weird, but not in a bad way! It just always changes, he doesn't have one true smell to himself. Somedays he smells like flowers, somedays he smells like rain. Today, as he bounds up to hug you, giving you a kiss on your cheek, you smell a fancy vanilla wafting up. You think back to how you've never seen cologne in his room but instead rows of small tester perfumes that companies gifted him to review. Must be nice being an influencer.

Aphelios doesn't have a smell. You can smell the small hints of lavender softener Alune uses on his clothes, you can smell the plasticky scent of a new mask fresh out of its packaging, you can smell some hint of fruity hairdye off his hair but nothing that really screams Aphelios. Even when you lean in to kiss him, all you really smell and taste are the very soft hints of whatever scent his lipbalm has.

[moonlightspencie]

here’s a non-request drabble. i’ve been thinking about this a lot, so here’s some minor smut & sirius black being embarrassed bc it’s cute

pairing: remus lupin x reader, mentioned sirius black x reader

warnings: minor smut (dirty dreams), teasing sirius until he’s blushing and floundering. 18+ only please!

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Sirius shifted the both of you into a new position, one that had you squeezing your eyes shut before he grabbed your jaw, convincing you to keep your eyes on him.

“Attagirl,” he groaned, holding your knees to your chest. He smiled down at you in a state of bliss. “Take it so well, angel.”

“S’good, Siri,” you whimpered.

He took a moment just to watch you under him, your brows drawn together in pleasure. He admired your pretty lips, open and pouring out the cutest little sounds as he pounded into you. He couldn’t help himself. He leaned down, connecting your lips in a heated kiss that was at least 80% tongue. He could still taste your fruity lipgloss, and nibbled at your bottom lip for good measure, to which you replied with a little giggle. He smiled to himself at the sound.

He moved back to get a better angle inside of you, soon making noises that rivaled your own. He grew closer and closer to his climax, his breathing heavy. Just a few more—

“Sirius!”

Sirius woke in a cold sweat to your soft hand on his arm. He startled, moving slightly, his back hitting the soft cushions of the couch.

“You okay? It sounded like you were having a nightmare.”

He swallowed. “Uh— Yeah. Yeah, something like that. I’m okay.”

“You’re sure?”

He glanced at your hand, still on his arm, then back at you. He nodded quickly.

“Remus wanted me to come get you. We’re going to leave for dinner soon. James is coming, too.”

He nodded again, letting out a heavy breath. “Okay. Thanks.”

As soon as you left the room, he squeezed his eyes shut, the scenes of his dream and your pretty moans rattling around in his head with reckless abandon. A wave of guilt washed over him with it. It was bad enough to dream about his friend in that way, worse that said friend was dating his best friend, and downright diabolical that he really enjoyed that dream. He sat up, trying to shake that feeling, but it was much more difficult than he anticipated. The bulge in his pants that had become more than uncomfortable wasn’t helping, either.

Though, if he thought that was uncomfortable, it was nothing compared to dinner. James had dropped out of the plans at the last minute, leaving Sirius with you and Remus. Normally, third wheeling was fine by him: he was almost as close with you as he was with Remus. Though, it was an added discomfort that he couldn’t stop thinking about that dream all night. Every time you looked in his direction, he could picture your face as he was inside of you. Every time Remus looked at him, he felt like he could see right through him. That was somehow even more mortifying.

It only got worse later in the night.

You’d gone to the kitchen to put on some tea, claiming that you needed your ‘nightly caffeine’. Remus shook his head at you with a smile, accepting a soft kiss before you left that Sirius found himself watching too closely.

A moment after you were out of earshot, Remus settled his gaze on Sirius.

“What’s going on with you, Pads?”

Sirius blushed. “W-what?”

“Something’s up. She didn’t want to say anything, but you’ve been acting weird. Said you’ve barely talked to her all night,” Remus said with a raised brow. “It’s usually pretty hard to get you two to shut up when you’re together.”

“It’s nothing,” Sirius said, shaking his head.

“Doesn’t seem like nothing. Why won’t you tell me? When do we keep secrets?”

Sirius swallowed. “It’s— It’s hard to explain. I don’t think I can, Mooney.”

“Try me.”

He sighed, shaking his head as his eyes fluttered shut. This was more than embarrassing.

“I, um,” he groaned. “This is fucking embarrassing. I can’t.”

“It can’t be that bad. Remember when you told me about the time Amelie asked you to wear her—”

“Alright,” Sirius cut him off, throwing his hand up. “Alright. But you have to promise you won’t get pissed.”

Remus furrowed his brow. “Should I?”

“No. It isn’t…” Sirius clenched his teeth, then bit the bullet. “I had a dream about her.”

A silence settled over the room for a minute.

“Okay?” Remus responded at last.

Sirius huffed. “A sex dream.”

“Oh,” Remus’ eyes went wide. Then, he laughed. “You’ve been acting like this because of a dream?”

“It’s not funny, Mooney. I’ve never thought about her like that. It feels wrong.”

“Yeah, mate, you’re wanting to fuck my girl,” Remus said, laughing more. “‘Course you feel awkward.”

“I don’t want to fuck her.”

“Clearly you do,” Remus smirked. “Can’t blame you, either, but that’s no reason to shut her out. I have dreams like that all the time.”

“But you’re dating her. You’re supposed to,” Sirius huffed again.

“Should’ve known all the flirting would get you in trouble one day, Pads. Finally happened,” Remus said, leaning back in his seat with a grin.

“What finally happened?” you asked, coming in with a mug of tea.

You set it down on the table, just barely, before Remus was pulling you into his lap.

“Sirius was just telling me about a dream he had—”

“Remus,” Sirius warned. “Quiet.”

You furrowed your brow. “I feel like I missed something.”

Remus smirked, pressing a kiss to your neck, his thumb rubbing soft circles on your thigh.

“Just barely, darling,” he mumbled against your skin, looking at Sirius with a devious glint in his eyes. “Maybe Sirius will tell you sometime, yeah?”

Sirius blushed hard, averting his eyes, but only piquing your interest.

“Is this about why he’s been avoiding me?”

Remus smiled. “You’ll have to wait and see, darling.”

part 2 here!

[mianexil]

◇ Your first meeting ◇

(pt.1)

◇ ㅡ ㅡ ㅡ ㅡ ㅡ ◇ ㅡ ㅡ ㅡ ㅡ ㅡ ◇

💫 [ Ah, that most exciting meeting with a young man, before which you did not yet know that this boy would take that very place in your heart ]

◇ ㅡ ㅡ ㅡ ㅡ ㅡ ◇ ㅡ ㅡ ㅡ ㅡ ㅡ ◇

ㅡ Umemiya, Suo, Nirei

Umemiya

Your family's flower shop

During the holidays, your parents sent you to your grandmother in Makochi, who had a small but pretty flower shop. Spending a few weeks surrounded by flowers and calmness, away from the hectic and noisy city, seemed like a very good solution.

Today, your grandmother left for a meeting of shopkeepers from this street, so you stayed to replace her in the store.

The sound of the doorbell distracted you from the not too thoughtful scrolling social media feed on your phone.

ㅡ Wel..come

A tall white-haired young man in a funny T-shirt appeared before your eyes. He seemed big, but you instantly felt his comfort aura as soon as your eyes met.

His loud voice brought you out of a momentary trance while you were looking at him.

ㅡ Good morning! How are you feeling?

The guy beamed with a smile.

ㅡ Oh? Not bad, thanks. Are you looking for something?

ㅡ Yeah, I want to buy "Bull's Heart" tomato seeds.

You got up from behind the counter and started search shelves for the right seeds. You definitely remembered that you saw a package with such an unusual name the other day. After finding the right seeds on the farthest shelf, you returned to the counter.

ㅡ I didn't think gardening was popular among students.

ㅡ Oh? But it's a wonderful activity! I have recently ripened a sweet pepper, it cannot be described in words!

You stood and listened attentively as the young man in front of you enthusiastically talks about his gardening exploits.

Something about him got you hooked. He didn't look like the sullen boys from your town at all.

ㅡ I've been wanting to grow cherry tomatoes for a long time. I think I should also look for seeds today.

ㅡ Are you serious?

Umemia's eyes sparkled.

He told you that if you want to grow something for the first time, it's better to start not with seeds but with sprouts. And he just has a few on the roof of the school where he grows his vegetables.

He kindly invited you to come and choose one of them if you want.

And how could you refuse when those blue, almost puppy dog eyes were looking at you.

But, girl, don't think he's just giving away his precious plants to just anyone.

He was definitely interested in you at first sight conversation about tomatoes.

Suo

The tea house (Of course, it's a tea house, how could it be anything else?)

You stood and chose between Bi Lo Chun and Tie Guan Yin. It is a rather difficult choice. Both varieties reveal a floral-fruity taste and a sweet aftertaste. And of course, carried away by your reasoning over the choice, you did not notice how an elegant stranger has been watching you from another corner for 5 minutes.

Suo immediately noticed your good taste. It was not often that he managed to meet the same tea connoisseur of his age in Makochi.

When you were already starting to get nervous from the fact that you couldn't make a choice, a young man in a silk tangzhuang silently glided towards you.

ㅡ Bi Lo Chun harvest this year was particularly successful, and its fragrance is felt more deeply.

You turned at the melodious voice and saw in front of you a mysterious high school student with an eye patch and unusual earrings.

There was something fascinating about him..

The corners of Suo's lips lifted in a friendly smile, while you were slightly confused.

ㅡ Oh? Well, thank you..

ㅡ Can I ask, are you also interested in different types of tea?

Nirei

Anime Store

You were standing at the shelf and looking for a Funko POP with your favorite character from a childish but incredibly cute anime.

Having found the right one, you decided to go to the manga section. You were attracted by the bright cover of one of the manga, and you picked it up.

Then you felt someone's eyes on you. It didn't seem to you. Theree was an excited young man in a bright shirt and round glasses standing to your right. He looked like if he had a tail, he would be actively wagging it.

Damn, he really looked like a cute puppy with that expression and the sparkle in his eyes.

ㅡ Excuse me?

ㅡ Oh! I'm sorry for staring, I didn't mean to scare you, it's just... Do you like this manga too? I have not yet met the same fans of this work, but it is really interesting. And the characters here are very unusual and so well written!

You watched in surprise as Nirei quickly took his notebook out of his pocket and began enthusiastically talking about the small details of the main characters from the cover of the manga that you were holding in your hands.

Such information can usually be found only in special publications or artbooks. God, this guy seems obsessed with this case. Is he really okay?

And yet, despite this oddity, he looked so cute and enthusiastic, telling you about everything that you silently listened to, looking at his freckles.

ㅡ So, who is your favorite character?

ㅡ Oh, uh..I'm not a fan of this manga, actually..

The expression on the boy's face changed so quickly to confused and a little sad that it made your heart ache.

He blushed slightly from embarrassment.

ㅡ Oh..sor-

ㅡ But I'll read it, you've interested me with your words.

It's strange, but when this sunshine smiled again, for some reason, it felt better for you.

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💫 [ Okay, I've already accelerated now ]

[museofvoid]

tea is so disappointing. made a cup of tea for a model yesterday at work and was like ‘omg that tea smells so nice i should try some!’ so today i made myself a cup and was so sad when it just tasted like slightly bitter hot water

[stars-n-spice]

"Preferences" - another stupid, bad comic(s)

Alternative:

Based on the popular headcanon that Crosshair A) is lactose intolerant and B) has terrible taste in men.

Close-ups and text under the cut!

Crosshair: I like my women how I like my tea.

Hunter: Fruity?

Echo: Scalding?

Wrecker: Sweet?

Tech: Black?

Crosshair: *sips on coffee*

Crosshair: I like my men how I like my coffee.

Tech: Crosshair, that has a kark-ton of sugar in it.

Echo: You're going to give yourself a stomachache. That's not good for you.

Crosshair: 'That's the point...'

[hoofpeet]

I LOVE HOOFOLOGY ENERGY DRINK LORE !!!!!!! What would you say lamblock and catscratch taste most similar to? just their plain flavor

I imagine the default flavor for satyr stuff is like matcha/very salty green tea (Though as a fun fact, bovines are sometimes fed skittles irl, so there are also more candy-like flavours) - meanwhile Catscratch kinda tastes like fruity pebbles milk