a taste of cherry

it was a trailer park love,
bonfires and beers,
all american.
he tasted like smoke,
black lungs,
black eyes.
she was cherry vodka,
pink from the booze,
pink from the heat,
and burned all the way down.
it was summer nights,
and sour mornings.
dancing in the smoke
and crackling laughter
setting nerves on fire.
fighting in the dawn
silent coffee
and avoided gazes.
infatuation of slick skin
and wet lips,
the shared fire 
of desperate escapes
blurry nights
and hazy mornings.
he was high on her
and she was never high enough.
—  thegreenkindofgirl

my 2017 mood: sheer clothes, luxury skincare, tinted balms, glowy makeup, sparkling water, jasmine, the shine of dark skin in the sun, the thick scent of rose, bare feet on white sand, messy, wind blown hair, carefree attitude, floral perfume, kisses that taste like coconut, berry and cherry colored cheeks, random things shaped like hearts, diversity, self love, shimmering eyes, soft silhouettes, pink lips, black tea, natural brows, glossy eyelids, sea air, southern italy, dreaming big, counting the stars and loving you for each and every one

LOVE POTION:

- water from the pacific ocean
- crushed honeysuckle
- fistful of cherry pulp
- strawberry seeds
- vial of rose water 
- sprig of mint
- orange zest
- sea salt

1) the ocean knows more about him than you do.
2) the honeysuckle is added color, almost as
     bright as he was.
3) cherry is always (always) the taste of love.
4) there’s still a part of you that loves strawberries.
     there’s still a part of you that loves him.
5) he’s got roses etched into his arms.
     you know the significance.
6) mint is good for healing.
     good for forgiveness.
     good for beginnings.
7) citrus is a reminder that love can’t be sweet
     all of the time.
8) he tastes like sea salt and sunlight.

leave it under the sun.
watch it bloom into new colors.
hope it doesn’t curdle.
—  A WITCHES BREW, angelea l.
More random prompt starters

- “I told you not to put the cat on eBay.”
- “I caught you red handed.”
- “Is that my shirt?”
- “Of all the places to have a quickie I wouldn’t have thought this.”
- “Are we really going to sit back and watch this happen.”
- “You shot the wrong one!”
- “Let’s all just take a deep breath.”
- “Trust me I know what I’m doing.”
- “Look I like oreos just as much as the next guy but this is too much.”
- “Strip poker, let’s play.”
- “What’s a water balloon fight without a little death?”
- “I swear it was already like that before I got here.”
- “All I did was threaten them, no harm no foul.”
- “You’re so impatient.”
- “Why do I smell fire?”
- “Your lips taste like cherries.”
- “I do not have a crush!”

4

I made Sour Cherry Scones for our golden boy’s birthday!!! They smelled absolutely amazing when baking, and when I ate one, it tasted like a literal piece of heaven fell from the sky in the form of sweet and sour cherries and buttery doughy goodness. No wonder Simon loves them so much.

Happy 20th Birthday Simon Snow. Give Baz a kiss for me. :D

انا لا انتظر منك اي موعِظة ، لأنه لا يُمكنك ان تفهم ، اعلم انك تتفهّم ، لكن لا تستطيع ان تحسْ بما اشعُر به ، يُمكنك ان تتعاطف معي ، ان تُشفِق عليّ ..لكن ان تشعر بألمي … لا ، انت تُعاني و انا اعاني لذا فأنا افهمَك ، انت تتفهّم ألمي لكنك لا تستطيع ان تحسّ به .

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Taste of Cherry (1977)

the taste of your cherry chapstick

Summary: Punk!Phil has a crush, so when Pastel!Dan is manning a kissing booth for a school event, he finds himself showing up with a pound in his pocket.

Word count: 5364

Warnings: food

A/N:  Special thanks goes to Harley (@danslester) for giving me the idea for this fic and encouraging me as I was writing it, and to Gisele (@fringegaps) for reading it over and promising it was okay to post. (Also let me know if you’d be interested in seeing more of this version of Dan and Phil because they were fun to write and I have a few ideas.)

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anonymous asked:

Could you write a Peter Parker drabble with that thing where one of them is putting on a new chapstick and the other asks to try it bc they wanna taste it, but instead of borrowing the chapstick they kiss them? With them being best friends please?

Finally, exams were over. You and your best friend, Peter, were celebrating by spending the day in the park with a picnic, courtesy of May.

You glanced to your left, where Peter was lying on his back with his eyes closed. His white t-shirt had ridden up a little bit to expose his toned stomach, and you forced yourself to look away before he could catch you staring and blushing.

It was difficult having a crush on your best friend. You two had known each other since you were toddlers, and he was so affectionate and sweet around you that it was impossible to tell whether he actually liked you.

“You okay?”

You looked back at Peter, his warm brown eyes now open and watching you in concern. You smiled softly.

“Yeah, just thinking,” you replied as he sat up slowly and used his hand to shield his eyes from the bright sun.

“About good stuff?” he asked, turning his head to keep looking at you. You smiled reassuringly.

“About good stuff.”

The pair of you fell into an easy silence, just enjoying each other’s company. The gentle warmth of the sun on your face, the joyful singing of birds in the trees, and your favourite person in the world beside you brought a content smile to your lips.

“Ugh I’m so tired,” Peter announced dramatically, falling backwards against you. You laughed as his back landed against your chest, and wrapped your arms around his torso without thinking.

“You’re so heavy,” you teased, tickling his sides gently. He squealed, sitting upright again and pretending to glare at you.

“I thought I could trust you, (Nickname),” he declared in a mock-hurt tone. “I thought what we had was special.”

You rolled your eyes, unfolding your legs from beneath you and resting them in his lap as you leaned back on your hands.

“You love me really.”

His eyes softened, and a strangely small smile tugged at his thin lips.

“Yeah I do,” he admitted, and your heart skipped a beat. You knew he didn’t mean it the way you wanted him to, but there was something about the look on his face…

You cleared your throat and looked away, pretending to be watching the birds in the trees as you prayed for the redness in your cheeks to fade.

Peter reached into his pocket and pulled out a chapstick, needing something to distract himself. Had he been too obvious when he’d said that? You two said you loved each other all the time, but your reaction had been strange. Were you beginning to realise he liked you?

You glanced over at Peter as he put on his chapstick.

“New flavour?” you asked, smiling knowingly. Peter had a slight obsession with flavoured chapsticks. He chuckled.

“Cherry. Wanna taste?” he asked jokingly, wiggling his eyebrows and pouting. You giggled, shifting closer to him.

“Yeah, alright.”

He held the chapstick out to you, but you ignored it. Taking a deep breath to steady yourself, you held his chin gently with your thumb and forefinger and guided his lips to yours.

You kept your lips pressed to his gently, not daring to move. You were about to pull away in embarrassment, when you felt Peter’s hand on your cheek and his lips moved against yours tentatively.

His lips were soft and careful, and the faint taste of cherry made you smile a little into the kiss. His fingertips ghosted over your cheek softly, and his long nose bumped against yours gently.

You pulled away reluctantly, your nose still nuzzling Peter’s. His eyes were wide and soft as they stared at you, and you giggled quietly as he bit his lip.

“Hey,” you breathed, moving your fingers away from his chin slowly. He caught your hand in his, lacing his fingers with yours.

“Hey,” he replied quietly, a broad smile taking over his face. “That was unexpected.”

You chuckled. “Just a bit.”

Awarded*

Pairing: Chris Evans x Reader
Rating: Explicit
Summary: Chris and Reader attend the Academy Awards together as a couple. At the Oscars after party, Chris surprisingly wants to leave sooner because he wants to have some quality time alone with his girlfriend. - Worst summary ever written, sorry!
Word Count: 2.9k
Genre: NSFW/SMUT - 18+
Warnings: NSFW gifs, dirty talking, slight Dom!Chris, lots of hickeys or love bites, oral sex (both receiving - 69), fingering, hair pulling, slight spanking, multiple orgasms and rough unprotected sex. [It wouldn’t be a shock if you wrapped your cock!]
Author’s Note: It can be read as a continuation of Halftime Show*.  Also, the “baby girl” pet name is mentioned, but it’s not linked to a Daddy kink in this fic.

Gifs used below aren’t mine, credit to the rightful owners.

Originally posted by adamisstillinhellthankstoyou

The Oscars, the greatest, most prestigious and most glamorous ceremony of all, gathered actors, directors, producers, costume designers and every hidden worker in the cinematographic industry for a moment of celebration of their art. Like every year since the ceremony that had awarded Cate Blanchett or Daniel Day Lewis, you stood by Chris’ sides and attended the shows with him for a moment of joy, creating happy memories.

This year’s ceremony - which weren’t such a catastrophe - nothing changed between the dozens of photographers yelling out your boyfriend’s name, to the many laughs thanks to the host and the dinner held by the Academy, it was a blast and there you were enjoying the after party with Chris and some of his friends.

Even if you weren’t working in this environment quite tough, you were always enchanted to meet more people working behind the scenes of a movie that worked so well. The Vanity Fair Oscar parties represented moments of different encounters, sometimes either awkward or very interesting, but what you enjoyed most was having Chris next to you and telling you how much you looked gorgeous, wanting to introduce you to everyone he knew there.

Standing next to the bar with him in your sophisticated gown, your red lipstick outrageously showed off as you carried a flute of champagne close to your mouth and you noticed the way his beautiful blue eyes lingered on your lips and how his eyebrow raised so lustfully each time, your body would brush past him. The late evening consisted of quite sexy exchanged glances, stealing kisses and soft skin contacts that drove him crazy the whole time.

As you shared a conversation with him through the unbearably erotic and debauched jazz music playing in the background, the sexual tension and frustration between you could be seen as thick smoke from miles around. His body language told how much he only wanted to take you, pinning you down and make you forget your name until you would quiver and scream your bliss beneath him.

“Honey, are you even listening to me?” You chuckled; laying a hand on Chris’ arm and his eyes followed every detail of your skin, the way your white teeth brightened even more with your red lipstick as a smile graced your lips. “You know, it’s rude to stare at people… even when you love them.”

“Sorry, what did you say? I was too busy mentally undressing you,” your boyfriend winked slowly, a hand finding his pocket and you gulped, as you secured a lock of your hair behind your ear and he smirked, swallowing some more of his pale ale alcohol liquid.

“You might want to see what happens to be under this gown. Trust me.” Voice deep and sensual, you played along his seductive game and held the flute of champagne inches away from your lips. Chris arched an eyebrow, his palm reaching for the small of your back and his lips fanned to your ear, making you swoon already.

“Maybe I’ll find out sooner than you think,” he murmured a promise so huskily, offering his special smug smile he only used behind closed doors and your decision was made as his lips grazed behind your earlobe discreetly.

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Obsession


Scenario: The temp agency sent you to a new job that was supposed to be something simple that came along with easy money: lots of easy money. But simple is far from what you get when you realize, being the secretary for Jeon Jungkook, comes with his own form of demands.

A/N: this is part one of the obsession series. I blame Jungkook with his stupid sultry looks and how damn good he’s looked in suits the whole BS&T era. I ended up writing this last night sitting in my car for almost two hours.This is honestly going to be dirty and kinky and I’m not gonna apologize. I hope you all enjoy!

Genre: Jungkook x Reader

Words: 3100

Disclaimer: As always, any gifs used are not mine and belong to their rightful owners!!

Warnings: Smut, oral, and slight rough play

“I am a professional. I. Am. A. Professional. I’M A GODDAMN PROFESSIONAL!”

Your hands smacked down on the marble of the bathroom counter. The words you’d been muttering to your reflection over and over like a damn mantra somehow becoming less effective. You felt like you couldn’t breathe in the high-waisted pencil skirt, which wasn’t a ludicrous assumption since you could barely walk properly in it with, or without, the heels.

The reason behind your anxiety ridden pep talk: Jeon Jungkook.

One of the youngest high-ranking executives in the company, he was known for being incredibly smart; thinking outside the box to close deals and create new overseas partnerships, charming, and a decorated athlete. Before you’d been assigned to the company as his latest secretary, the only time you’d actually ever seen him was on the cover of magazines and photographed next to expensive people with beautiful faces to match. Jeon Jungkook held a life you envied.

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People may mock the name Bughead

But at least it’s an established long time recognized ship name for Betty and Jughead (platonic or otherwise) since it was formed from the comics and not from the Riverdale TV show. 

Before the show, there’s hardly any pairing name coined for Betty/Archie, Betty/Veronica but there’s already a long established Betty/Jughead Bughead fanfic archive on ff.net since 2010. 

Bugheads: Jughead & Betty  // https://www.fanfiction.net/community/Bugheads-Jughead-Betty/87036/ 

Betty/Jughead ff.net search

Well, if some still havent’ warmed up to the name, we could also coin another name for the Betty/Jughead pairing, be it platonic or otherwise, and my suggestion is Blue & Gold. ;)

Some fanfiction.net recommendations that are really well written and my all time favorites: 

✎ Playlist Amour By: ElfPrincessKitty  ❧ Betty slowly begins to realize that there are only so many times one can have their heart broken before there are too many pieces to pick up alone. Jughead begins to understand that a constant supply of food isn’t the only thing he needs in his life.  //  This is one of my all time favorites, particularly of how they didn’t make the Betty/Jughead dynamic too OOC….and it’s the most realistic potential progression for how Betty and Jughead’s relationship might evolve….. it’s incomplete but it’s definitely a must read if you’re a fan of Bughead. It has 32 Chapters so it’s pretty satisfying read….albeit still incomplete.

✎ Of Peculiar Hats and Pretty Blondes  By: Drowning.Octopus  ❧ Jughead and Betty are best friends, but that’s just not enough for him. What happens between the two of them when Archie’s out of the picture? And what the hell does “best friends” mean, anyway? Complete. // Another great one with cute interpretation of how Betty/Jughead may interact with underlying feelings….Check it out

✎ We Can Be As Big As Dinosaurs By: Drowning.Octopus  ❧ Jughead has a secret and he’s never told anyone. Betty’s always been hung up on Archie, so when she tries to break ties with him, maybe it’ll be time for Jughead to finally spill his guts-among other things. Resumed! (6/5/14)    // A really funny bughead fic with great sassy banter….but beware the M rating. xD

Morbid Curiosity By: amaretto and cokeTrying to help salvage Betty’s feelings after Archie ditches her yet again, Jughead offers to escort her to the prom. But when push comes to shove, will the renowned womanhater keep his promise?

Next Time By: Naoko Asakura ❧ Jughead eats. Betty cooks. He remembers how much she means to him. She remembers that sometimes, the best things in life are right under your nose.

✎ Kisses That Taste Like Chocolates and Cherries By: The blackdash  ❧ “Kiss me,” she said to him and he was honestly caught off guard. He then wondered if Betty Cooper had become insane.  // This is a funny fluff piece that’s pretty entertaining to read on how it’s like to kiss Jughead.

✎ Crossroads By: Orangeade❧ How many roads must a man walk down before you can call him a man? Jughead x Betty - V.2 up! // This one is pretty intense…and how it’ll be like if the gang grew up and grew apart….but there’s always something underlying between B & J.

✎ At Last By: Gethsemane ❧ Juggie muses on a certain special someone from high school. A Jughead story. // An interesting take of Bughead in teenhood and adulthood. Check it out.

Dry Run By: Naoko Asakura ❧   (B/J) She drew a line and offered to let him cross it. dry run: noun (informal) - a practice event that is done to prepare for the actual event that will happen in the future.  // This is too cute.

Riverdale: Changes By: Lzsmith8❧   Riverdale is about to see some changes! Will Jughead Jones realizes that a certain blonde friend means more to him than keeping up his girl-hating image? Will Betty Cooper discover where her heart really lies?