and a wedge of lemon

Lemon Wedges

“With or without training wheels?” Darcy asked as she brought out a bottle of Stark’s best tequila.

Loki shrugged behind her, eyeing the rise of her skirt as she stood on tiptoe to reach the shot glasses on the shelf behind the bar. “Training wheels? I do not take your meaning.”

Darcy glanced at him as she placed the glasses down on the counter. “Salt and lemon to make the tequila go down easier. Some use them and some don’t.”

“I’ve never needed anything like that before now, so I’ll pass on the training wheels.”

He watched as she poured the shots and handed him his glass. His left eyebrow quirked a bit when she licked the top of her hand and poured some salt on it.

“You know, Darcy, if a simple lick was all you needed I’d have been pleased to assist.”

He had to resist a laugh when she shot him a half-disgruntled, half-aroused look.

“You, sir, can keep your magical tongue exactly where it is!” She reached across the counter to grab a lemon wedge from the bowl Tony kept there and dropped it next to her glass.

“Magical, is it? Last night it was also amazing, fantastical and what was it you said? Oh yes, your second favorite organ of mine.”

Darcy turned bright red. “Loki!” She hissed, glancing around to make sure they were still alone in the living room. She wasn’t embarrassed by their relationship, far from it, but everyone didn’t need to be privy to all the details.

“Your words, darling, not mine. And you certainly weren’t shy about using them last night.” He raised his glass, “Shall we?”

She shook her head with a smile. This semi-reformed villain of hers kept her on her toes for sure in both word and deed. And she enjoyed every moment.

Picking up her shot of tequila she toasted in his direction.

“To us,” she said before licking the salt off her hand, knocking back the tequila and stuffing the lemon wedge into her mouth.

“To us,” he repeated, taking his own shot and watching her with amusement. Darcy smiled then, a wide, lemon filled smile that made him laugh.

He leaned down and kissed her on the nose. “Don’t ever change, Darcy.”


Makes 24

¼ cup minced shallot

2 teaspoons pink peppercorns crushed with the side of a knife

½ cup (4 ounces) Champagne vinegar

24 oysters, scrubbed, shucked and left on the half shell

Rock salt or crushed ice, for serving

Lemon wedges, for serving

1. Stir together shallot, peppercorns, and vinegar in a small bowl. 

2. Arrange oysters over salt or ice.

3. Serve with mignonette and lemon wedges 

[‘Martha’s Wake.’ by Martha Stewart. Photography by Martyn Thompson for A Magazine Curated by Thom Browne (Issue #15).]


Here’s a wip of something I was making a month ago. I  wanted to make a J.C. Leyendecker inspired  little art print but I haven’t had the time to work on it since school started. My goal is to get it done by the end of October SO WISH ME LUCK.

ABCs About Me

Thanks for tagging me, @thedisc0panda !
a - age: 19 (godDAMN i feel old compared to most of y’all)
b - biggest fear: heights/falling and dying alone
c - current time: 5:03pm
d - drink you last had: unsweetened iced tea with a lemon wedge
e - every day starts with: the first couple seconds of The Circle of Life (I set the song as my alarm)
f - favorite song: too many to name, but I really like movie/tv show/video game soundtracks
g - ghosts, are they real: maybe? the idea is interesting, but I mainly believe in reincarnation
h - hometown: San Jose, California
i - in love with: aliens and space
j - jealous of: can’t think of anyone. I’m not really the jealous type
k - killed someone: I hope not…? Potentially indirectly??
l - last time you cried: last Saturday night when I went to watch A Dog’s Purpose with my friends
n - number of siblings: 1 lil sister
o - one wish: I’m gonna be cheesy and say world peace
p - person you last called/texted: my friend Alexis
q - questions you’re always asked: “where are you from?” (especially since coming to Illinois), usually followed closely by, “But where are your ancestors from?”
r - reasons to smile: close friendships, good weather, discovering new interests, homemade food, finding a good book, complex stories and characters, my favorite tv shows and movies, baby animals (or animals in general tbh), fancy stationery, stars, sunsets, thunderstorms
s - song last sang: I was just humming along to Chandelier, but the last song I legitimately sang was So This is Love from Cinderella (I was teasing my roommate about her crush)(I swear I’m a good roomie)
t - time you woke up: I would usually wake up at around 8-10 am depending on my schedule for the day,  but today i overslept to 11am and missed two lectures whoops
u - underwear color: white
v - vacation destination: Paris
w - worst habit: I procrastinate on practically everything, including sleep and doing things I actually enjoy
x - x-rays you’ve had: just your regular dental stuff
y - your favorite food(s): shrimp chips, mei cai kou rou, chashu buns, grass jelly (hot or cold is A+++), tonkotsu ramen, korean bbq, any kind of curry+rice, dim sum in general, rice porridge+nori+pork sung, hot pot, that soup that my mom makes with chicken/rice wine/a crap ton of asian medicinal herbs
z - zodiac sign: capricorn

I’m tagging everyone who sees this and their OCs too (this is an OC prompt blog after all!)


☆ ☆ ☆ Buckle up space cadets☆ ☆ ☆


OK this might get a little dirty, but-

What if Togami had a neck kink/neck fetish?

IK it sounds weird but hear me out-

What if one day Togami was reading in the library and being a saltier sour-er lemon wedge than he usually is so what if Naegi (already his bf at this point) sneaks up on him and tries to scare him and presses his thumb into a pressure point on Togami’s neck-

That results in a pretty loud moan and a gasp from Togami. Naegi is blushing bright red and Togami looks ready to crawl in a hole or a ditch and die regardless if it will soil his suit or whatever the fuck he wants to call that thing he wears he’s fucking Togami Byakuya you bet your ass he calls it something more extravagant that ‘suit’ but to the point-

Naegi is blushing p hard and trying to hide the fact that he gOT PRETTY FUCKING AROUSED BY THAT ONE SOUND while Togami hides his face in his hands while steam practically comes out of his ears.

Now that Naegi knows that every time they have da sex (let’s be real it’s Naegami they could get p kinky) Naegi goes for the neck and let’s just say Togami ain’t exactly the Seme anymore.


Spiced Grilled Tofu Kebabs with Sesame Seeds

Prep time: 10 mins Cook time: 10 mins

Author: Ordinary Vegan


  • 2 Tbsp. chopped fresh oregano or basil
  • 2 tsp. sesame seeds
  • 1 tsp. ground cumin
  • 1 tsp. kosher salt
  • fresh ground pepper
  • ¼ tsp. red pepper flakes
  • 8 ounces super firm organic tofu, cut into squares
  • 2 lemons, thinly sliced into rounds
  • 1 Tbsp. olive oil
  • 2 tablespoons fresh lemon juice
  • Lemon wedges for serving


  1. Prepare grill for medium heat.
  2. Mix oregano, sesame seeds, cumin salt, pepper and red pepper flakes in a small bowl to combine.
  3. Combine juice of 1 lemon and 1 tablespoon of olive oil in a small bowl.
  4. Thread tofu squares and lemons slices onto three skewers. Alternating tofu and lemon. Brush with lemon juice and oil mixture. Sprinkle with spice mixture.
  5. Grill on both sides until golden with grill marks.
  6. Squeeze fresh lemon juice over cooked kebabs to taste. Season with more salt and pepper if needed.
  7. I like to serve this with lemon wedges, brown rice and seasonal veggies.

“Mumma will be right back.” You cooed, gently poking Y/S/N’s nose before reaching over and adjusting him in his high seat so he wouldn’t squirm too much. “Harry, can you watch him for a second? I need to get his food.” 

“Mhm.” Harry smiled, taking your seat and laughing lightly when Y/S/N gurgled and began reaching for him. “Look a’ those chompers! Mumma told me you can start having solids next week.” Harry took ahold of Y/S/N’s tiny hand, pressing kisses to his fist before reaching over and wiping his drooling mouth with the bib. “I can finally let yeh try some avocado. You always watch me whenever I have guacamole.” Harry hummed thoughtfully, reaching over and taking a sip of his water, the wedge of lemon bumping against his nose. And then a lightbulb appeared at the top of his head. Now, you had told Harry several times not to let the baby try lemons, or hot sauce, or whatever else was supposedly ‘funny’ on the internet - What? You didn’t want Y/S/N choking or anything. 

“Hey, if you were a baby, would you prefer creamy vegetables with chicken, or garden vegetables with brown rice and beef?” You poked your head out of the kitchen while staring at the two jars in your hands. It was strange how they made baby food sound delicious, but the reality of the situation was that all baby food tasted like puke. 

“Garden vegetables sound good t’ me.” Harry shrugged, turning back quickly when you disappeared and shoving his fingers into the glass to retrieve the lemon. “How does a nice little appetizer sound?” Harry cooed, Y/S/N gurgling and opening his mouth up for Harry when he waved the lemon in front of his face. “I quite like lemons - your mother hates them.” 

“Alright, here we g- Harry!” You gasped, realizing that Y/S/N was chewing and sucking away at a wedge of lemon. 

“Look a’ his face!” Harry mimicked Y/S/N, scrunching his face up before bursting out into laughter. You couldn’t help but laugh along, rolling your eyes playfully before digging your fingers into Y/S/N’s mouth and pulling the lemon out. 

“This is why I can’t leave you alone with our child.” 


gif isn’t mine!

I will always be a bit disappointed that Edea and Ringabel or/and Alternis didnt come back as the asterisk holders for Templar and Dark Knight in Bravely Second in a boss battle that made you so frustrated you’d want to chuck your 3ds out the window  

Its been a year since I’ve penned  something and mY GOD I FORGOT HoW nerve wracking it was…super fun tho even with all my ‘ah crap’ moments 


Grada1’s interviewwith Javier Fernandez

Javier explains why he likes skating and at 0:28 seconds hestarts talking about his relationship with Miki Ando. He says:

Recently I started a relationship with Miki Ando, a Japanesegirl who is the two time world champion. It’s very recent, the truth is that we have a problem because she lives in Japan and I live in Toronto, but in principle we are going to be seeing each other very often. And I have to say that I am in love (awwwwww ~melting). Something happened to me, they asked me to sign body parts and that a girl asked him to sign her boobs. To say it like that. It happened to me in Russia.* -corrected.

Rituals before the competition…

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superfluouskeys  asked:

DWC: oooh! “You know how I feel about birthdays.”, solavellan?

Sorry for the Modern AU, but it felt fitting? Also, slightly NSFW-ish?
For @dadrunkwriting

“We have definitely discussed this before. I don’t do birthdays!”

Fen quirked a brow at me, stirring a lemon wedge into his water, an arm draped across the back of his diner booth. He is infuriatingly calm and composedly amused at my dramatics. No one has any right to look so attractive at 4am on a Sunday.

“We most certainly have not discussed it. But the issue is that while I can empathize with the sentiment, you’re outright refusing a simple gift.”

What about NO BIRTHDAYS was unclear to him? And he was staring me down all heavy-lidded and sultry.

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