vodka and juice

Peach Vodka Lemonade Punch

Ingredients & Measurements:

  • 1 cup Lemon Juice
  • ¼ cup Simple Syrup
  • 2 cups Water
  • 1 cup Peach Vodka
  • Sliced Peaches

Instructions:

In a pitcher, mix together lemon juice, simple syrup, and water. Adjust taste as necessary (more simple syrup, more lemon juice, etc). Stir in the peach vodka. Pour the drink over crushed ice and garnish with sliced peaches.

After Hours [m]

pairing: reader x Yoongi

Genre: tattoed!yoongi, rapper!tyoongi, angst? fluff? smut, idk how to label this haha

word count: 16,212

warnings: graphic sexual content, alcohol, language

a/n: this is loosely based of Nick and Norah’s Infinite Playlist. i am v nervous about this as it isn’t the usual angst fueled plot I normally write. so if it’s crap, please be kind haha. i’m tagging the lovely @dimplecoups​ because i know you’ve been waiting for this. and @2seoke for always being the best babe.

Originally posted by lethargicmin

You looked in the mirror, making sure your face mask was properly in place. If you were going to look like a serial killer for the next 20 minutes, you at least wanted to look the part. Your bed was calling your name as you walked over to the soft mattress, choosing to ignore the missed calls and text messages from your best friend. This was the first Saturday night you had to yourself in months. No work. No brother. No best friend. You were free to do whatever you wanted.

Or at least that’s what you had originally intended. But as the door to your bedroom crashed open you soon realized that the night had other plans for you.

“Why haven’t you answered my calls?” your best friend Irene squealed as she plopped down at the foot of your bed. “It’s Saturday night and I know you don’t have to work tomorrow!”

You gave her a look. Well, you tried to give her a look to the best of your ability as the motions of your face was restricted by the sheet mask on top of it. “There’s a reason why I didn’t answer your calls. And just because my idiot brother gave you a key to our apartment doesn’t mean you can just waltz in here any time you want.”

Irene rolled her eyes, blowing a large bubble from the gum she was constantly chewing. She was clearly not amused at your disinterest on leaving your apartment tonight. You reached forward, popping it with your pointer finger. “You’re no fun, Y/N” she whined, collecting the gum back into her mouth.

“I can’t have fun when I’m always too busy taking care of you.” you quipped, reminding her of the last time the two of you went out. “I had to beg that cop not to give you a ticket for being drunk in public. Why aren’t you bothering my brother? I’m sure he would love to see you.”

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czajnik  asked:

y'know, I don't think zevran ever told dorian what alcohol he reminds him of...

Dorian: So? 

Zevran: So what?

Dorian: Oh don’t play coy with me. You said there was no wine that I reminded you of, so what do I remind you of?

Zevran: Oh right! I had almost forgotten.

Dorian: Forgotten me? Well that is not what a man likes to hear, Zevran. 

Zevran: You are rather dramatic, my friend. But if I may answer your question with a question? Have you ever heard of Aqua Magus?

Dorian: Right, because I’m a mage? I feel as if you’ve given Aveline’s wine description much more thought than my drink. How very disappointing.  

Zevran: Of course not, my over-dramatic friend. While Aqua Magus is infused with refined lyrium, that is not why it made me think of you.

Dorian: No?

Zevran. It’s because it’s bright, but sneaks up on you if you’re not paying attention, and makes your head spin. 

Zevran: …And because it is potentially fatal if ingested in quantity.

Dorian: I’d be offended if that were not true.

Dialogue Prompts #2

Inspired by things that have been said in my Political Science class. (roughly translated to English)

1) “I’ve studied all night, and I still don’t understand this.” 

2) “Did you do the homework?” “No.” “Oh thank god, I’m not the only one!”

3) “Putin and Trump should go to couples therapy”

4) “She’s cute, but I’m pretty sure she can’t count to ten.”

5) “I can fit a whole row of crackers in my mouth, want to see?”

6) “I only came because of the free food.”

7) “Child labor is alive and well”

8) “Life would be horrible without vodka juice boxes”

9) “Wait wrong class” “He was here for an hour, and he just now realizes this?”

10) “You can’t buy my love!” “I got you doughnuts”

11) “Death is near, but not near enough”

12) “My only goal in life is to pass this class”

13) “The British are invading again” “Fuck!”

14) “I drew Trump and Putin as cats, want to see?”

15) “Motivation? What is that!?!”

16) “What are you doing?” “Trying to read my own handwritting”

17) “Do you think Trump writes love letters to Putin? I do”

18) “I would never murder you….well not with my bare hands, that’s too much work”

19) “You said if I go to bed early I would feel better…..you’re a fucking liar”

20) “On a scale of 1-5 how bad did you fail?” “5″ “Perfect, me too”

21) “None of you are my friends, I only tolerate you all”

22) “Did you really cry during Trumps inauguration?” “It was tears of laughter, don’t judge”

23) “I’m the Europen Union and you’re the United Kingdom. Now get the fuck out”

24) “Do you think he’s trying to be this stupid?”

25) “If she says that word one more time, I’m going to throw her out the door”

26) “Why is there a goat in the hallway?” “Oh that’s Anton”

27) “You’re late” “Glad you noticed”

28) “The instructor is wearing running shorts again” “I’m starting to think he hates us”

29) “I would make a pretty girl” “Don’t lie to yourself like that”

30) “Being a disappointment is better than you think. No one has any high standards of you, so when you do something cool, everyone is amazed”


What things have been said in any of your classes or workplace?

the fuckboy scheme

◇ You’ve just waged war on renowned fuckboy Jeon Jungkook.

◇ Jungkook x reader

◇ fuckboi!au + college!au

tfs 2

◇ based off unforgettable by french montana even tho he’s trash just because i could lol

◇ ahsjksks I’m not dead my dudes don’t worry im just studying which is the same thing but!!! Anyway i made this because of procrastination so don’t expect another one right away lol ❤️❤️❤️💟💖💖

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You were proud to say that college wasn’t kicking your ass as much as it probably could. You finished three of your four essays due, completed a project that was 35% of your final grade, and managed to study for at least 10 minutes in the passed week.

And now, here you lay, your laptop perched on the bed in front of you with Netflix pulled up in the screen and a large bag of Doritos beside you. Your well-earned reward — and you’re enjoying it, too. Well, until—

“Hey!” The bubbly brunette you fondly called your roommate plummets onto your bed before you register her presence, and the presence of her red headed girlfriend who trails in after. “Guess what?”

“You and Rose decided to take a spontaneous trip to Hawaii and leave me to watch Luke Cage?” You try with a wishful smile, knowing damn well what she was about to propose as soon as she pulled up her Twitter. “A party? Really?”

“Yes!” Jennie grins brightly, shoving the screen in your face. A tweet from the man himself, Jackson Wang, is on the screen, and you barely catch the words party and insane before she yanks it back. “Jackson is throwing another party this Friday and since there’s nothing too important coming up, I demand that you attend—”

“I don’t think so,” you laugh in disbelief, turning back to your relaxing setup. “No more parties for me—”

“Oh, come on,” Jennie’s face drops as she groans, slumping her body over your back dramatically — it was times like this that her fine arts major really came out. “The last party you went to was weeks ago! The last guy that you slept with was ages ago and it was terrible and it’s making you cranky—”

“I am not cranky!” You interrupt in indignation, eyes wide. At the pointed look that’s shot at you from both girls, you deflate. “That guy wasn’t that bad. What’s your point?”

“Our point,” Rose speaks with a furrow of her eyebrows, “is that since you slept with You-Know-Who—” Her eyes narrow warningly when your mouth opens to make a Voldemort joke— “You’ve been in a slump. And it’s making you angry at everything.”

“So you think I should go to a party to get wasted and fuck someone?” You retort, rolling your eyes, “I don’t think so.”

“You don’t have to get wasted,” Jennie whines, tugging at your arm. “Look, me and Rose are going too. We’ll stay with you until you get some nice piece of meat to play with—”

Ew—

“And then you can be happy and we’ll be happy because you’re happy!” She concludes with a cheeky grin.

You ponder her offer, swimming between whether or not you should listen to your ultracrepidarian best friend. Your hesitance shows obviously on your face, and Jennie pouts. “Please? I haven’t been to a party with my best friend in weeks—”

You sigh, pulling your arms from your grip and wriggling your body to roll Jennie off of your back. “Whatever, whatever. Can I watch this in peace now?”

Squeals and whatnot ensue, but you can only roll your eyes and push your earphones in further, grabbing another handful of Doritos.

•••

Nothing had ever irritated Jeon Jungkook as much as this particular thing was.

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i had a dream that i had a Friend Group over for games and drinks and stuff and right in the middle of talking to this girl (whom my mind fuckin made up) i just sat there for a second blanking bc I was staring at her face and then i was like “i’m sorry you’re just. REALLY pretty” and everyone around me was like sara cmon pull it together

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Dean hadn’t come to bed last night. You knew he and Mick and Sam were up late drinking, and you figured he had crashed somewhere in the bunker. That was confirmed when you walked in the kitchen to see him fast asleep with a cup of coffee next to him.

“Morning, Sunshine,” you laughed, throwing a bowl down on the table. “How you feelin?”

He groaned, his stomach gurgling as he sat up. “Mick drank circles around us. I don’t know how he does it.”

“You pass out in here?”

He shook his head, rubbing a hand down his face. “No. The library. I came in here like… I dunno, maybe two hours ago to drink some coffee and then, I guess I fell asleep.”

“Good morning!” A deep voice rumbled from behind you. Mick strolled into the kitchen, grabbing tomato juice from the fridge. You raised your eyebrow at him, wondering if maybe that was his hangover cure all. “You got any vodka?” He asked, pouring the juice into a cup.

Dean paled, his stomach gurgling once again. He gagged, turning his head away and burying it in his arm. “How do you not feel like shit?” He asked, his words muffled in the sleeve of his flannel.

Mick shrugged, unsure himself. “Guess I’m a better drinker than you.”

Dean groaned, pushing his coffee cup away from him. You couldn’t help but laugh at his helpless state. “C’mon big guy. Let’s get you up to bed. Uh, if you really want to add vodka to that, it’s in the top cabinet.”

You helped Dean up from the table, heading towards your shared room. The entire way there, Dean complained, “How does he just drink like that? Does he not feel hung over? Is he still drunk, he has to be still drunk. I’m still drunk, a little, maybe, not that much actually, but buzzed. He’s crazy, Y/N. I want to be like that. I want to be able to drink like that.”

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Enemies (Ethan)

⚤ - CONTAINS SMUT

Music was booming throughout the Dolan house. You had thanked the heavens their parents were out of town for the weekend. Normally you weren’t much of a party person but Grayson and Ethan always threw the best parties. 


You made your way into the kitchen and poured yourself a drink. You had settled on some vodka with cranberry juice, your usual go-to. You were about six drinks in and you were definitely feeling it. You walked around conversing with everyone and meeting new people. You headed outside to the backyard where the hired DJ was setting up equipment. Numerous lanterns lined the fence of the backyard and illuminated the party. It was beautiful. They had the perfect backyard for partying. There were tables lined with various appetizers and desserts. You picked at some watermelon and popped it in your mouth humming happily as the sweet taste filled your tastebuds. You wiped the juice that was spilling off your lips away before sipping on your drink again. 


You waved over at Grayson who beamed at you ear to ear. He was standing next to Ethan who regarded you cooly. Ever since you had met the twins three years ago when you first moved to Jersey you had clashed with Ethan. He got under your skin every chance he could and the two of you bickered back and forth constantly. It was for the best that you stayed away from each other. 

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