#Blissful Blackberry

[y2kbeautyandother2000sstuff]

BBW Fall Edition Blissful Blackberry

Fall 1999 or 2000

Found on Ebay, user jbg20

[cakeproducts]

Indulge in Sweet Delight: Blackberry E-Liquid Jam Monster

Prepare your taste buds for a journey of sweet indulgence with the Blackberry E-Liquid from Jam Monster. This delectable vape juice offers the perfect blend of ripe blackberries and creamy buttery toast, creating a flavor sensation that’s sure to satisfy your cravings. Paired with a reliable 100ml vape device, this combination promises a vaping experience like no other. Let’s dive into what makes the Blackberry E-Liquid Jam Monster 100ml Vape Device a must-have for vape enthusiasts.

[ni-kisno1fan14007]

stressed out

pairings: bf!riki x fembodied!reader

warnings: smut, suggestive, nudity, size kink, blowjob

Riki was a busy man. Always so hardworking and passionate he pushed himself as far as he could, cause he had only one goal. As the maknae of Enhypen, he was overworked.. from the back to back schedules that had his mind going crazy and body pushing to brink of exhaustion. But Riki didn’t care, he wanted to achieve and be the best. But at the end of the day, all he wanted was to be with you.. you helped him unwind, and relax after a long day and he wanted you so so bad. You waited for your boyfriend to come back to the dorm, curled up on his bed in his room. Your mind growing hazy and calm at the scent of his cologne that was lingering on the sheets, traces of blackberry and orange blossom stuck to the cotton fabric. You lay on the sheets, hugging his pillow, wearing a thin camisole and panties as pyjamas ready to cuddle with love of your life and the help him relax after a long day. God you missed him so much. After about half an hour, you could hear the door rattling, followed by the sound of heavy footsteps on the wooden floor. Your boyfriend was here. And all Riki could do was groan at the sight... the most beautiful girl he had ever met was now on his curled up on his bed, wearing nothing but some skimpy clothing. He swore he almost choked on air seeing the way the black cotton panties stretch over your ass, to the way your breasts strained against the thin fabric of your lace trimmed camisole. Sparks immediately shooting to his crotch at the lewd sight.. all the exhaustion from his day leaving his body. You pat the bed signalling him to sit next to you. The moment he sat on the bed you straddled his lap.. his strong arms immediately wrapping around your waist.. as small gasps leave his lips. He was down.. so so bad for you, just the sight of you in your underwear was enough to get him painfully hard.

You giggle softly at the sight of his flushed face.. hips rocking teasingly against his crotch trying to get him to admit to what he wanted from you. “Please.. please! Don’t tease me love”.. his deep voice groans out, face buried into your neck. Soft hisses of pleasure leaving his lips at the flickers of pleasure that your movement gave him. "What do you want baby?", you ask softly grinding your hips against his hard bulge, all he could do was let out soft moans of pleasure. "y- you.. I want you!", he manages to croak out, it was all you needed to press your lips against his in a heated kiss, bodies pressing together in all consuming need, as Riki's mind grow hazier. You pull away, a string of saliva connecting your lips as Riki whines at the loss of contact.

The moment your lips connect to his neck he swore he saw heaven, eyes closing and head thrown back in bliss, if only he knew what you had in store for him, as your kisses make their way down to his collarbones.

He eagerly takes off his shirt, wanting to expose more of his skin to your delicate, pleasurable touch. You can't help but bite your lip as you look down his toned chest, to his abs, lean and built to perfection after a lifetime of dancing. Your kisses travel down to his chest, to his abs as you kneel between his legs, batting your eyelashes in feigned innocence as you undo his belt. He swore he could almost come from the sight. HIs hands tangle in your hair as you pull down his trousers, exposing his hard large bulge to the cold air covered in thin boxers. His pupils dilate in anticipation as you gently pull on his boxers letting his large thick member dripping with precum spring free, making you almost salivate at the sight. You wrap your small hands around the thick base, making a deep moan escape Riki's lips, he was putty in your hands, and he almost lost his mind, his hold in your hair tightening as your lick at the tip, tasting him. "Y.. You are s.. so so good for me", he hisses softly the feeling of your tongue teasing him setting his skin on fire. You could feel heat pooling in your panties at the sounds he made. You slowly take him in your mouth, gagging and drooling as his member stretched out your mouth fully, the tip hitting the back of your throat, eyes tearing up as you look up at him. He was huge, and you were struggling to say the least, but the dirtiest parts in his brain loved it. A deep whisper leaves his lips as he looks down at the erotic, dirty sight in front of him, his normally innocent, sweet lover on her knees pleasing him with her mouth as she looked up at him, a sight that had him cursing in his mind, "F.. fucking hell".

With each swallow and bob of your head, Riki could feel him getting closer to release, the coil in his lower abdomen begging to snap and show him heaven that his stressed out mind oh so craved. And as you hollowed out your cheeks around him, he came, his mind exploding with overwhelming pleasure as he shoots his semen down your tight little throat. His head thrown back in utter bliss.

[babey-fruit-bat]

Warmer Places

Logan x Fem!Reader

Content: Logan comes to your rescue after a day spent on the lake doesn’t go as you hoped ⛸️❄️

Author’s notes: Author can’t write dialogue, I’m from the south- this is SOOO self indulgent so apologies for northern inaccuracies - I know nothing about skating or ice on lakes hee hee

TW: reader gets hurt, Logan feels sad and GUILTY, fluff with light angst- obvious inaccuracy- This is my fanfic and I say logan won’t fall through the ice with his adamantium bones because I said so.

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Tranquil, homey, picturesque. All could be said of the last eight months you’d spent with Logan in his home in Cold Lake. Moving so far away to Canada had been a big adjustment for you. Logan did his best to make it bearable. With a lit fire under the mantle every night and trips up town to Spanky’s, the local bar, warming yourselves with blackberry brandy and whiskey- the long cold winter had faded away into a blissful spring welcome.

Your newest favorite pass time, besides snuggling up with Logan watching whatever movie played on his dated box TV, was to travel to your backyard and lace up your new skates. Well, that and Pepper- his painfully cute St Bernard he’d had for a few years. She’d warmed up to you quickly with temptations of Milk Bone and bacon from your breakfast plate. This morning she trailed after you as you gathered your skates from the mudroom.

You remember your first time on the ice didn’t go as expected. Your favorite pass time back home was similar, roller skating had been one of your favorites with the gravel road beneath your feet it carried you everywhere. The sun, hot weather, and wind in your hair as you flew down the boardwalk by the beach. It felt worlds away as logan led you further out onto the ice. The black skates created patterns as he skated backwards effortlessly. Your wobbly legs liken to a fawn shifted, trying to balance on the thick sheet of ice.

“C’mere baby, you can do it” he pleaded with you, he’d been nothing but patient and encouraging while teaching you time after time how to balance and move.

“I can’t Logan, I’m gonna fall..” you’d slipped serval times already, him catching you effortlessly every time.

“I won’t let you fall angel, you gotta trust me”. True to his word you slipped again, caught in his solid arms and warm embrace.

He’d set a few non negotiable rules when starting your new hobby. He had to keep you safe- especially if he was away from the house.

One- Never skate alone at home

Two- Never keep Pepper inside while you’re out.

Three- Never skate too far out in the lake- unless he’s with you. Stay in the little bay by the cabin.

Simple enough, and those rules kept you safe. As you improved he lightened up slightly on the first one believing you’d learned enough to not have him there every second. Though it was only with your convincing, and managing to skate around the lake by yourself, that he believed you. As long as Pepper stayed right there, snoozing by a fire.

The last two were absolute, pepper was trained to fetch help or fetch him if ever needed, who understood her commands in a heartbeat- loyal to her little family to the core.

This morning Logan had woken up early as usual. He threw on one less layer, claiming it would heat up come mid day despite the chill outside. You’d woken up along side him, packing the lunch and sending him out the door with a breakfast, coffee, and a kiss.

“Well, better now than never!” You said to no one in particular. You’d looked forward to your morning skate sesh since yesterday- being too busy with chores left you no time to stretch your legs before the weekends storm was set to move in.

You bounded up to your room to suit up for the cold weather outside- Logan may be used to the cold, but even with the sun coming out more you still needed to bundle up to take on the brisk Albertan weather.

Pepper barked as you opened the backdoor trailing off to her favorite spot by the fire pit. You sat on the small bench Logan built for you and him and laced up your skates. They were a soft white with sheer black bows on the back, a contrast to the sturdy black skates he wore.

You picked up yours about two months within moving there, an insistent welcome gift from Logan after you’d expressed how nervous you’d be even thinking about setting foot on the ice. He was determined to show you one of his favorite pass times and how much fun you could have just like back home.

You sat up after lacing your skates and pushed off gliding in a soft loop around the edge of the lake. You skated further out to practice your spins, you’d gotten good at them in the last few weeks and decided to keep practicing.

About an hour later you sat on the bench sipping your water. The sun had come out heating the day just like Logan said. He was always right when it came to weather. You pulled out your phone switching from your music to TikTok scrolling through the For You page deciding to search new skating tricks before landing on one you just had to try next.

A gorgeous figure skater demonstrating a beginner level jump. Yeah, you could do that- you thought to yourself. Setting up your phone you skated out a little and skated the beginning positions. You stopped, watching her jump, then skated back to your starting point to try it a few times.

After a few attempts you were ready to try a small jump- you began again and lifted yourself slightly- nearly slipping- but you landed! You actually landed.

“Pepper, Did you see? I did it!” You laughed as she ‘boofed’ in response un-phased by your triumph. You skated further out wanting more room to try a slightly bigger jump, surely it couldn’t be that different than roller skating? You’d jumped plenty of times, even once over a garbage can at the skate park.

You kept the video playing as you followed her instructions- you lifted yourself higher this time. A stomach dropping crack sounded as your skate nearly twisted off after the toe pick stood solid in the ice. You’d landed too hard and the force sent you tumbling down cracking the ice below further.

“Ahh, oh..Oh shit Mngh-ph!” A sharp pain cascaded up to your knee, tears welling in your eyes immediately. You shifted to sit up trying not to move your leg too much. You started crying as you unlaced your skate slowly pulling it off along with your socks. The sight was already awful- the chilled air not helping in any way. Your ankle now swelling before your eyes a bright angry red and painful to the touch.

“Pepper!” You hollered for her, “Fetch phone!”

She hopped up darting forward snagging it in her mouth and plopped it in your hand. She scanned the area knowing something was wrong and sat against your back for you to lean on.

Unlocking your phone you paused before calling Logan. Would he be upset with you? It was probably not the smartest idea to try this today, and if you called he wouldn’t hesitate to leave work. You quickly brushed those thoughts aside as your ankle throbbed worse than before. You needed him here.

The phone rang as you tried to collect your breathing.

“Hey Darl-“

“Logan, I’m sorry, I’m really sorry!” You panted into the phone

“Slow down Darlin, sorry for what?” He snickered over the line.

“I’m out on the lake with Pepper, I- ItriedtodoanewtrickandIfellandnowmyanklesbroken-“

“Hey hey slow down Angel, what are you saying? You’re still on the ice now?”

“I tried to do a new trick and I fell and now I think my ankles broken..”

“Angel, oh no you can’t be serious?”

“Yeah” you sniffled “It hurts Logan, I can’t get up it hurts so bad I’m sorry”

“I’m on my way now, just stay put with Pep, and I’ll take you to the hospital” You heard the door of his truck slam shut and the phone call end.

He pulled into the drive way 15 minutes later- which you’ll have to scold him about because his commute is 30 minutes on a good day.

It mattered less now as he trucked down to the lake stepping onto the ice and carefully lifting you up as you groaned. He walked you to the truck and opened the door with one hand, you tucked away in his other arm. He shut the door and called Pepper to let her inside. She whined watching you leave out the front window.

Logan grabbed your soft blanket you kept in the truck and wrapped it around you and pulled onto the highway.

You lived about an hour from the hospital and you couldn’t get there soon enough.

He pulled a snack from the lunchbox in between you in the front seat and handed it to you- the puppy chow you’d made him as a sweet treat for his lunches.

“Here, you should eat something, take your mind off the pain for a bit, yeah?” He grunted.

“Maybe” you sat in silence watching the pines fly by out the window.

“Logan, you should slow down a bit- I’m not gonna die, I’ll be okay” you prodded softly.

He flashed you a worried look and kept driving in silence.

You reached the hospital quicker than expected and were seen just as quick- thanks to the intimidating looks Logan dished out to every nurse, admin, and doctor who kept walking by without seeing you.

Finally X-rayed, they’d concluded you had a broken ankle though not terribly so. You’d be in a cast for about 4-6 weeks and would need the occasional check up. They sent you off with a pain medicine prescription to pick up and you were home before you knew it.

Now once again resting by Logan on your couch your mind drifted back to earlier, the feelings of upsetting him and worse worrying him over something you could’ve avoided by listening to him.

“Logan?”

“Hmm?” He hummed softly.

“I’m.. I’m really sorry about today- If I had known I’d never have tried that stupid trick..”

“It’s not your fault, Angel, accidents happen and it’s part of being on the ice- you slip the wrong way and it’s blam- lights out sometimes” he trailed off wrapping his arms around you.

“Really, it’s my fault- even if you didn’t try a jump you still could’ve fallen and hurt yourself. The ice gets too slick when the sun comes out, and it’s starting to thin the ice too”

You mulled over his words in a stunned quiet.

“I should have thought of that, should’ve told you..” he sighed out.

“Logan, there’s no way either of us could’ve known” you grabbed his chin to look at him softly. “Like you said- accidents happen”

“But that’s not enough, it’s not okay- you’re hurt because of me, I miss one important detail, and it’s some kind of pain for someone else all over again” he muttered

“I’m just so sorry, this shouldn’t have happened Angel, and it’s my fault for not telling you sooner..”

“Logan, you didn’t do anything wrong even if I got hurt” you spoke- searching for his eyes

“What if it’s not just a broken ankle? What if next time it’s worse- I just cant stand the thought of losing you- ever.”

You felt destroyed and reborn with his confession. You knew Logan certainly liked you but to hear him express the way he cared for you rocked you to your core in his quiet moment of vulnerability.

You pulled him in closer capturing his lips in a passionate dance.

“Good thing you never will.”

[thelandboundseawitch]

🍎Fruit Correspondences🍎

Apples:

Red Apples- Love, prosperity, lust, knowledge, sex, romance and passion, fruit of the dead, immortality, happiness, good physical health, curses

Green Apples- Money, prosperity, luck, success

Yellow Apples- Curses for money loss, greed, envy

Apricot- Love, longevity, good health, healing(physically and emotionally), sweetening things, glamour, beauty Banana- Travel, sex, fertility, potency, prosperity, comfort, pain relief, sleep, dreams; infidelity curses, impotence Blackberry- Healing, love, protection, natural beauty, lust, cursing, binding Blueberry- Healing, protection, calm, focus, communication Cantaloupe- Protection, energy, motivation Cherry- Dreams, love, divination, beauty, substitute for blood/meat/organs, happiness, emotional healing, friendship, repel negativity, relationships Coconut- Chastity, innocence, protection, purification, beauty Cranberry- Romance, cleansing, severing negative ties, ambition Date- Love, psychic abilities, friendships and repairing them, quick energy Elderberry- Protection (psychic and emotional attacks), protection from psychic vampirism, fidelity, spirit work, wisdom, cleansing, dexterity, balance (usually of body and mind), celebrations; can be used as a substitute for blood despite not being red, good for ink making Fig- Abundance, divination, energy, fertility, good luck, health, love, money, peace, power, strength

Grapes:

Green- Money and prosperity, business, grounding, creativity

Purple- Psychic abilities, divination, spirit work

Red- Strength, lust, fertility, encouragement

Grapefruit- Cleansing, confidence, cooperation, healing, inner strength, mental clarity, purification, curses

Honeydew Melon- Sweetness, refresh, renewal, energy, subtly, kindness, relationship Kiwi- Secrets, looking for answers, happiness, sex and physical longings, good luck Lemon- Love, purification, beauty, friendship, longevity, inspiration, cursing Lime- Command and dictation, emotional healing, protection, energizing, purification, protects from negativity, curses(envy, jealousy, money troubles, bond severing) Mango- Love, protection, harvest, business and legal matters, happiness, friendship and family Nectarine- Love Orange- Awareness, prosperity, love, friendship, divination, creativity, inspiration, dream work, opportunity, harvest, money luck Papaya- Love, protection, brings happiness, kindness, strength in hardship, overcoming challenges Peach- Happiness, love, protection, exorcism, wishes, femininity, female fertility, knowledge, motivation, bliss Pear- Love, lust, wealth Persimmon- Happiness, healing, luck, lust, sex, wisdom Pineapple- Relieves stress and anxiety, imagination, relieves art block, luck, prosperity, happiness Plum- Luxury, sex, lust, love, wealth, and sleep Pomegranate- Beauty, protection, lust, the forbidden, death, wisdom, blood substitute and organ substitute Raspberry- Fun, love, courage, blood substitute Strawberry- Love, curses(losing love, cheating or lost of sexual drive) Tangerine- Protection of a home or space, happiness, friendship and cheerfulness Watermelon- Purity, luck, happiness, renewal, rebirth

[serene-faerie]

Canon Mortal/Elf couples as aesthetics:

Andreth/Aegnor— a pale sunrise over the mountains, reading a well-loved book beneath a maple tree, long braided hair, autumn leaves, beaded jewelry, the golden hour, a tranquil lake, kissing the freckles of one's face, silver courtly robes, earth-coloured dresses, morning horse rides, shy smiles, the ache of nostalgia, herbal tea, writing love poems, campfire stories, forget-me-nots, flickering candles, red robins, the smell of cinnamon, a bowl of mushroom soup, amber gemstones, the taste of lingonberries, bittersweet memories, tears of regret, parting ways but never letting go.

Beren/Lúthien— hot summer nights, dancing barefoot in a glade, daisies, gentle warrior hands, sweet blackberries, fiery sunsets, flower petals caught in strands of hair, stubble tickling smooth cheeks, fireflies lighting up the night, stars that glitter like diamonds, crystal clear waters, shimmering skin, dark-green capes, flowing blue gowns, kisses upon fingertips, nightingales, blue butterflies, strolls through the forest, the sound of rushing rivers, the smell of lilacs, undying loyalty and love, the pale blue dawn, a crackling campfire, silver jewelry, emeralds, always keeping promises, a life of peace and bliss together.

Tuor/Idril— baroque architecture, eyes as blue as the ocean, braided golden hair, white doves, grandiose fountains, sparkling white towers, the smell of rosewater, grand baths with petals in the water, citrus trees, stolen kisses in flower gardens, an instant connection, rich silks, gold jewelry, blue summer skies, a shining city, snow-capped mountains, chandeliers of crystal and gold, sunlight filtering through stained glass, high ceilings, marble floors, the warmth of falling in love, romantic paintings, pink roses, rebuilding a broken home together, staying strong for others.

Aragorn/Arwen— elegant wooden archways, pale pink evening skies, all-knowing smiles, quiet moments in a library, holding hands, flowing velvet gowns, jewel tones, whispered reassurances, undying faith, a crystal pendant on a silver chain, the smell of lavender, twinkling stars above, cups of fruit wine, the taste of dark chocolate, sweet nothings, words of love, juicy pomegranate seeds, impressionist landscape paintings, romantic architecture, love sonnets, cursive handwriting, marble towers, thrushes, accepting the impermanence of life, bittersweet grief, bare trees, a cold winter.

[royalthorned]

snippet of berlin haven (my remus/nagini fic) because I need to talk about them again!

When Remus suggests blackberry picking the first thing she thinks of is a poem. It was simple, sweet and rural. Achingly English. As Remus pulls off his chequered pyjama pants and trips while pulling on striped socks she recites it for him.  

Late August given heavy rain and sun for a full week the blackberries would ripen. It was September now though, and there had been very little sun for the last week.

 Their mornings were spent dragging the duvet on the dusty concrete floor, warding off the chill of an unheated apartment. Shoulder to shoulder, warmth staying cradled as they moved as a unit. Make coffee, brush teeth, brush hair. Together, together, together. 

They come home from work on the same train, at different stops. Nagini gets on first, awkward in the vulnerability of being alone, and slides her hand bag onto the seat. Keeping her head down to avoid the condemning glares of passengers until Remus gets on, with rain dripping from his fringe onto the dip of his collarbones. 

He would smile down at her, not a toothy grin like the other young couples she sees together. Something softer, less new, less bright, less awed. 

He smiles and his cheeks dimple, he smiles and her head rises. 

On the weekends, those blissful, sacred breaks, they go on trips like these. Nagini will admit, over tea in their second hand mugs, over her school books that they use as coasters that she hasn't done something. And Remus will press a socked foot against her bare shin and promise they will.

[wafflefries13]

Twisted Teas

I don’t know a lot about tea, only that I usually like it iced and sweet, a casualty of growing up in the south. But I’ve been wanting to learn more about it, especially blends. I found this cool website, Adagio Teas, that have a bunch of fan made fandom blends for a ton of different books, movies, video games, and tv shows (#notsponsored). So I thought I would try my hand at making teas for the Twisted Wonderland cast. I tried to go off vibes, color schemes, and their favorite food. Hopefully my train of thought makes sense. If anyone wants to actually try any of these let me know how they taste. 

Adagio Teas: Signature Blend

Riddle: 

Wild Strawberry 

Summer rose

Cream 

Extra scoop: Rose hips 

Ace: 

Dewy cherry

Fiery cinnamon spice 

Vanilla oolong 

Extra scoop: Cherry 

Deuce:

Green rooibos blueberry 

White blueberry

Kentucky whisky 

Extra scoop: Blueberries 

Cater: 

Passion Fruit 

Pomegranate grove 

Orange

Extra scoop: Orange peels 

Trey: 

Cocomint green 

Assam melody 

Pu-erh hazelberry 

Extra scoop: Cocoa nibs 

Leona:

Pu-erh dante 

Tiger eye 

Turmeric bliss 

Extra scoop: Marigold flowers 

Ruggie: 

Ceylon sonata 

Hojicha 

Hazelnut 

Extra scoop: Safflower 

Jack: 

Lapsang souchong 

White pear 

Almond Oolong 

Extra scoop: Ginger root 

Azul: 

Earl gray lavender 

Black cherry 

Chocolate truffle 

Extra scoop: Lavender flower 

Jade: 

Forest berries 

Almond oolong 

Toasted mate 

Extra scoop: Raspberry leaves 

Floyd: 

Autumn mist green 

Oriental spice 

Gunpowder 

Extra scoop: Cloves 

Kalim: 

White eternal spring 

White tropics 

Coconut grove pouchong 

Extra scoop: Coconut 

Jamil: 

Cinnamon rooibos chai 

Masala chai 

Mango melange 

Extra scoop: Aniseed 

Vill: 

Blackberry 

Cherry green 

Rooibos jasmine 

Extra scoop: Cornflower 

Rook:

Assam melody 

Earl gray bravo 

Butterscotch 

Extra scoop: Lemon verbena 

Epel: 

Spiced apple chai 

Candy apple 

Rooibos vanilla chai 

Extra scoop: Apple pieces 

Idia: 

Maple cream oolong 

Almond cardamom cake 

Honeybush banana nut 

Extra scoop: Cocoa nibs 

Ortho:

Almond

Chocolate chip 

Vanilla 

Extra scoop: Candycane 

Lilia: 

Earl gray moonlight 

Black cherry 

White chai 

Extra scoop: Cherry 

Silver: 

Forest berries 

Pu-erh hazelberry 

Almond oolong 

Extra scoop: Lemon balm 

Sebek: 

Kukicha 

Green chai 

Chili lime green 

Extra scoop: Lemon peels 

Malleus: 

Dragon fruit dream 

Camomile 

Citron green 

Extra scoop: Hibiscus flowers 

Crowley: 

Earl gray bravo 

Blackberry 

Caramel 

Extra scoop: Pink peppercorn 

Crewel: 

Irish breakfast 

Currant 

Hojicha 

Extra scoop: Raspberry leaves 

Trein: 

Vanilla oolong 

Cream

Butterscotch 

Extra scoop: Apricots 

Vargas:

Masala chai 

Fiery cinnamon spice 

Spiced mate 

Extra scoop: Cardamom seeds 

Sam: 

Foxtrot 

Green rooibos key west 

Citron green 

Extra scoop: Lemon peel

[growmydarling]

the way that plush fat has layered across the expanse of your hips has left me shockmed into silence. i know you had gained some weight since we'd last gone out for one of our fun days in the city, where we'd go from bakery to ice cream shop to coffee shop to more desserts to a brewery. i missed watching your tummy inflate throughout the day (mine felt comfortably stuffed as well, but the contrast in our portion and body size was vasteven then) and sometimes i'd even catch you rubbing at your stomach and cherish the blissed out look on your face. your emotions framed by chubby cheeks. today, you lumbered up to me in the way you typically did only towards the end of our hedonistic nights. your gut trembled as you stopped in front of me and gripped me up in your strong arms. we were going to be in for a long day, i surmised (correctly)! I broke apart from you to gaze surreptitiously at your plump body swathed in tight linens that framed every rotund inch. how could you appear this inflated already? had you started before we even grabbed brunch, where two years ago you'd chugged a pitcher of mimosa before demolishing a plate of waffles. i'd touched myself to the memory of your mouth munching quickly and your arms wobbling against the table edge countless times since our last all day feeding date. i stumbled into the bakery and rubbed happily at your shoulder while you ordered me a black coffee and nutella croissant. you ordered yourself a 24 ounce breve and a shot of espresso, a blackberry scone, a macaroon, and a fruit parfait. jesus christ, i thought, heat blooming down low within me. this is our first stop of the day.

[foodimages]

Balsamic Blackberry Bliss Grilled Cheese

[y2kbeautyandother2000sstuff]

Bath and Body Works Fall Edition Chubbies Votives in Orchard Fresh Pear, Blissful Blackberry, Spiced Vanilla and Sweet Cinnamon Pumpkin

Fall 1999-2000ish

Found on Ebay, user rospag7

[stalwart-spirit]

9. Dolce Far Niente: A feeling of pleasure from doing absolutely nothing. For Soleil!

It's time to answer more of these! Thank you for the ask!

Blackberry, sweet and a hint tart. Aroma of toasty oak, vanilla, and mint. The last drops of the rich red wine is tipped lazily into its glass, a brief moment of appreciation, a swirl, before being drank in one go.

How much had he had this evening... ?

For a time the young lord could feel the heat in his cheeks and that comforting haze across his mind, content to melt into the plush chaise lounge before the roaring fire, clad in nothing more than a thin silken robe, long hair draped in dark curtains over his shoulders.

No worries, no disturbances. .. This is what he deserved.

Of course there was the matter of setting affairs in order in regards to House Delacroix's trades, several documents to sign, missives to be sent... But why rush? The money was still steady and it wasn't like their little weapons distribution empire was going to crumble overnight.

That could be tomorrow's job. Or the next day. Or the day after that. Or perhaps not even his job?

Yes, Soleil could easily get someone else to do it for him, no? Why go and spend time slouched over a desk signing and sealing letter after letter when he could be doing this?

Blissful, absolute nothing.

[togathoughtx]

A Bubbly Brunch Delight: Exploring the World of Mimosas

Mimosas, a classic brunch cocktail, have been delighting taste buds for decades. This effervescent drink, typically a blend of champagne or sparkling wine and orange juice, offers a refreshing and elegant way to start the day. However, the world of Mimosas extends far beyond the traditional orange juice pairing. Let’s explore some creative and delicious fruit juice alternatives to elevate your brunch experience.

Classic Orange:

The quintessential Mimosa, a blend of champagne and fresh orange juice, is a timeless choice. The bright citrus flavor complements the bubbly effervescence of the champagne, creating a balanced and refreshing cocktail. Looking for a top-notch selection of orange juices for your Mimosa, try these high-quality orange juices.

Tropical Paradise:

For a taste of the tropics, consider using pineapple juice. The sweet and tangy flavor of pineapple adds a tropical twist to the classic Mimosa. You can even add a splash of coconut cream for a creamy and indulgent variation. These All-Natural Pineapple Juices are exclusively available here.

Berry Bliss:

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Citrus Sensation:

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Exotic Elegance:

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Garnish: Elevate your Mimosas with a simple garnish, such as a fresh fruit slice or a sprig of mint.

By exploring these diverse fruit juice options, you can create a variety of Mimosas to suit every palate. So, the next time you’re planning a brunch, raise a glass to the endless possibilities of this bubbly delight! You've heard of Food-porn , try to make a Mimosa-Flick

[frozenyogxhurt]

In the meadow

In this meadow, this encapsulating friendly meadow, where grasshoppers play kiss chase and golden tussock howl folk song, I find myself drowned by a torrent sea of melancholy. The dilapidated barn to my left left by Old Man rights itself as a place of safe haven to the size 4 Converse in my headspace. Its broken oak slats and craking ruby-stain chapstick snapping back care-free snapback wearing polaroid snaps of a smile worn brightly by pairs of souls surfing the soil for tractor embossings. Right now those tracks lead to nowhere. An imminently collapsing memory that would be a beautiful metaphor for my fragmenting self. So, secondary absent-eyed being borderline bursting my personal space, why do you ask why is it that I am here? In this meadow, this dastardly comforting meadow, where white is neither sheep nor cloud and Selene is seldom seen. In a tomb that gifts great reflection from butter to sandstone. In an embodiment of caring free. Why do you ask? Have I made it obvious I plan to shout from the tippy-top of the tallest mound that I have returned to this lustrous desert that leaves notes of blackberry and ginger loosely lingering on my lips? Why is it that I am here? In a place that to my lapis eyes lacks anything but a tinge of simple slate grey. A heavy slate grey. A gigantic and never-gentle grey. Why? Am I here? Is it that I miss her? Is it that between the sing-songs of bright grasses and hopping dances of local long-horns I see her swing the sleeves of cream cardigans? Is it that blissful barn that created a home from home for believers of the future that in the future broken can be beautiful? Truth is, I don't know. But she loved being in this meadow. So much so it became a symbol wrapped around my finger. Something I still can’t let go. So. To be troublesome, and reply with a difficult question of my own, why would I not be here? I don’t think I’ll ever leave.

@flashfictionfridayofficial

[toomagazineperfection]

A light of the good girl prying for mud sentences is that we love lone instead of height. A thing we love of car dispensaries is that we will call of her jobs to be a corrupt war sudding. An entrepreneurial bliss. A corrupt war-shaw. An eye. A bliss. A babe-loop rangutan. A lie of hope. A thing we shall hone of beauty or courage. A hope we should lie of war or height. A height we should lay of diet or her. A deem we should play of nice hoops or her. A light we should tie of God or war. A night we leap of moon or sect. An essay of women telling you to lie steep in the garden-bliss of awake. A hinge tinge of BlackBerry moons. A hiest of lie-shares and worlds. A wisdom arch. A her. Her lie in the window waking substance. Her height we all know. He was the motion which knew. He was the sight herald of God. Her suspense at work was only that which knew. He was the lie amount of God. He was the mess sorted rounds of gait in her. He was the loom bias in the God of the news that is. A war. A height. God. Her.

Sunidhi

[skin-of-my-teeth]

Just One Bite

Tags:

Predator/Prey. Hybrids. Bunny Jungkook. Hungry Wolf Seokjin. Little Red Riding Hood AU. Feedism. Forced feeding. Non-consent. Kidnapping. Bondage. Gaslighting. Dumbification. Fattening to eat. Implied vore, but not explicit. Dark themes. Jungkook thinks that the predator is in love with him. Seokjin is sadistic and just wants to eat him.

Please only read what you are comfortable with ❤️

Little bunny Jungkookie has his soft brown bunny ears flopping out of his red hood. Big doe eyes and cheeks that are meant to be round… but indent because he’s never had enough to eat. The once-lush greenery of the forest where he lives with all of the other bunnies are bitten down to stubs.

Large, cunning wolf Seokjin, has an overly-handsome face to lure in prey. The predator is always hungry, even if his belly is thick with warm padding from his superb hunting skills. Seeing the bun makes his mouth water, no matter that the little thing is borderline runty and starved. Seokjin can change that. Bunnies fatten so quickly. The wolf’s neck of the woods are full of fruits and herbs and fresh leaves. The forest is healthy and inviting around the wolf’s den because there are no prey that make it close enough to nibble at the ripe treats.

It’s so easy to seduce Jungkook off the path with just a few fat peaches. It’s so easy to snatch him up and whisk the little thing back to the wolf’s den. So easy to shackle the bony wrists and ankles, and make sure that the little bun is stuffed full of berries and sweets and fresh, filling greenery.

Jungkook is in bliss. He doesn’t even care that he’s practically the gorgeous predator’s slave. He’s filled up with the most delectable delicacies he’s ever tasted in his life. Basil, raspberries, apricots, and dandelions. Wild strawberries, blackberries, mint leaves, and clover. Each flavor bursts in his mouth as he sinks his teeth in. Seokjin brings him back large helpings of food every day, and Jungkook’s velvety ears perk up, associating the dangerous predator now with delicious food.

Jungkook’s cheeks begin to round like a bunny’s should be, chubby and soft. His limbs thicken and his waist fills in, once-underfed tummy beginning to push out with a generous swell of pudge. The bunny eats his way through every single feast with bliss. Jungkook's inner bun stuffs all of that sugar into his waist to try to get him warmed up for the upcoming winter months. Jungkook fattens more each day, to the wolf’s delight. He lazes around, waiting for his wolf to bring him large feasts of treats. This is the best heaven that Jungkook could ever dream up.

His bun wants him to be fat. Bunnies are meant to be fat. Jungkook is so happy to indulge and give into his instincts.

Jungkook is in the most heady, hazy, pleasured bliss all of the time from having so much deliciousness to eat. He's a bit brainwashed from having so many delicacies for the first time in his life. He's only ever seen someone be given so many sweet gifts if they're being courted for mating season. His bunny brain puts two and two together. He's being courted. Obviously. It's the only explanation!!

He devours the fruits that Seokjin brings him day after day, his bunny making him think that the wolf is courting him to mate, while Jungkook slowly fattens into a thick, plump size that has the wolf drooling and pouring out a wanting hungry scent, that Jungkook's bun misreads as wanting to mate him.

Every night the wolf feels him up to see if the little bun is filling out, squeezing at his arms, wrists, waist, and thighs. Jungkook giggles at the touches from his future mate, who obviously can’t stay off of him.

The wolf stares down at the pudgy thing. He needs to get just a bit bigger. He’s so close to being ripe like the fat peaches that grow outside of his den. Seokjin has watched Jungkook slowly dumb down as the pleasure sinks into him of finally having enough to eat. The bun is convinced that Seokjin is in love with him. Enamored. Feeding him up in order to pup him. Jungkook looks at Seokjin with stars in his eyes.

The wolf grins down at him and lets the bun go on believing whatever he wants. As long as Jungkook is eating and stays chained up, Seokjin doesn't care what else the bunny does, or what he thinks. The wolf does need to come up with a way to fatten the bunny faster than the fruits are working. He’s impatient to get this soft, chubby, delectable bunny into his gut. He wonders if he can coerce Jungkook into trying something that will wreck his herbivore metabolism.

Jungkook is overly excited to see Seokjin the next day when the beautiful wolf comes back to the den with fresh, sweet fruits for him like he does every day. Except there’s no plumbs or berries to be found in the Alpha’s hunt. It's… how the wolf convinces him to try meat. Jungkook is dumbing down from constant indulgence, gluttony, and pleasure... and, well. If his future mate wants him to try it...? Says that meat is yummy and that it will be good for him? Then... why not at least take one bite... it'll make Seokjin so happy.

Jungkook sinks his bunny teeth into the fatty pork, not for even one second registering how the wolf would get meat. That he's eating some poor prey that got caught just like himself.

But. It's good. It's really good. He's never had something like this before. This filling. And the praise that Seokjin gives him for eating it all? Jungkook could get wet just from that. He starts shyly asking for more, his belly rounding as he's filled up with the rich meat that the wolf knows will thicken up into supple, delicious fat on the bun. Yes, pigs are nice. Better than deer. But bunnies? They're the most delectable prey. Fat and rich. So delicious and tender, that Seokjin doesn't mind that he's giving away his porky catch to feed up his much more delightful meal.

Jungkook is a little bit shocked when he wakes up the next morning, and his belly is completely full of fat. He's so much rounder and softer than the day before. His chin has finally doubled, tummy sitting in his lap, thighs pooling and soft, hips wide, even his arms are squishy. His ankles and wrists looking bloated. All because his bunny had no idea what to do with a belly full of meat, and in a panic digested it all into thick, supple padding to fill Jungkook up.

Jungkook's belly feels almost tight from how full he is. He’s never been this cozy and satisfied.

He gently pokes the round curve, watching his finger sink deeply into the squish. His skin feels stretched, like he's getting fatter faster than his body can keep up with and grow. It feels so good, being this plump. Jungkook is so happy to rest his chubbed-up hands on the thick swell of his middle, and laze around and wait for Seokjin to return to their den, so he can see how fat Jungkook is from all of his courting gifts.

When the wolf returns, he sees his prey, sitting fattened like a feast just waiting to be buttered and devoured. The bunny’s belly is spilling out of his clothes, too heavy and round to be contained by the fabric. There are litters of pink marks across the bunny’s creamy skin from stretching. To Seokjin, they look like trophies against the milky chub, awarded for fattening up his prey so quickly and efficiently that the little bunny’s skin couldn’t take it.

Seokjin prowls over, purring in pleasure. This bunny, dumb from the months chained up in his den, fat with health, is going to taste delicious.

All he needs is to have his little heart broken. Have reality come crashing down on him. Seokjin wants glossy tears rolling down his fat cheeks as he tells the bun that he’s going to devour him, that it’s what prey are meant for. That it was the only reason he’s been keeping Jungkook all of this time. The only reason that he’s been fattening him up. To eat him.

Seokjin straddles the bunny’s hips so he can’t flee as he unchains each of his wrists. Jungkook is looking up at him with the most delighted expression at having the wolf on top of him, pliant and chubby under him, starting to subtly roll up his hips as an excited whimper slips out of him. What a dumb little thing. The wolf lays his large hands on the plump swell of deliciousness sitting inside of the bunny’s belly. He begins slowly rubbing, feeling the heavy squish. Methodically massaging into the fatty meat to make him soft and tender. Seokjin licks his lips, opens his mouth, and takes pleasure in shattering Jungkook’s world.