#Hell’s Burguer

[kitty-pilled-gamma]

there are so many things that get me pissed off but I think nothing gets me like those TikTok comments like "hell nah I ain't boycotting McDonald's 😂😂😂 I don't care"

[nyx-is-missing]

The fact that there are palestinian children not even old enough to speak, with no one left, and people still say they cant go 2 days without their McDonald's burguer its so terrible.

Imagine not knowing your own name, and not having anyone left to tell you what it is, to tell you why you were named that way, to tell you your history, your heritage, they are alone, with nothing left but pain and you really cant go through life without a fucking burguer?

Yeah there is a place in hell for you.

[bisluthq]

https://www.tumblr.com/bisluthq/753712003783196672/the-swifties-with-the-dumb-takes-about-joe?source=share

You just made me remember of that article they claimed it was from Tree, not because it was from People or ET, but because it fit the narrative of Matty being a nothing burguer, where it said he was like Tom and no way in hell Taylor would write about him. It was an unhinged article shading multiple parties and a big blog here was hell bent in spreading it was "Tree's voice". She was one of the biggest to also say Matty was nothing to Taylor, just a rebound. And well...

also to make swifties sound even dumber they think he talked about her now as a way to promote his movie. Like he's talking about her now because he needs it as a promotion means. Those thick skulls can't get around the idea that 1) a Yorgos movie with a star packed cast doesn't need Taylor Swift as a way for people to go see it and 2) he didn't talk about this before, because he didn't need to do promo before. He has to do promo now, therefore it was bound to be adressed. The logic is not I'm talking about my breakup to promote my movie, but more like I need to promote my movie and talking about my breakup would inevitability have to happen.

exactly.

[theshimadaslovers]

IBA - Inspired by Art

VERSION 2

Request by @azu21, this a version 2 of the IBA (a extra/bonus? Yeah?) First version called ONCE AGAIN.

Impatient

(18+ CONTENT)

(HANZO X FEM!READER)

Summary: Overwatch were celebrating after a succeed mission and everybody went to a fancy bar with poker, pool table, everything. It was a big party and you...take advantage to attack a old prey that always ran away. Hanzo Shimada.

Genre: Romance, funny, 18+, submissive.

Wsrning: Strong languages, provocation, 18+ (a little bit...lie).

Cassidy- In such a long time that we don't chill out like that...*Cole said holding the cigar on the lips ready to make the first shot on the pool table*

Lucio- Yeah! Drinking, laughing, playing, that's what I like! *He take a big sip on his caipirinha* They got caipirinha, bro! Fantastic!

Baptiste- *chuckle* Brazilians and the party fever, right?

Lucio- Hell yeah...the world is too black and white! We need to shake that up!

Genji- I think he's drunk.

Cass- Totally *laughs* Bingo... I got a ball. Hanzo, remember, if you lost the last shot...100 buck in my hands.

Hanzo- *smirk* Funny...

Mercy- *Get on the room* Boys? They're serving some hamburgers.

Genji- Oh yeah! That's my thing! *immediately get out the room*

Lucio- Hamburger?! Wait! I need two! *go after him*

Cass- *chuckle* Well, I'm starving, partner...I gonna need that burger.

Hanzo- I'll be practicing, I ate too much already. *laughs* Jean?

Baptiste- Yeah...is burguer, you know? Is not everyday. *He laughs also getting out leaving the door open*

*Hanzo stays practicing the pool game for a minute and outside, you were sitting with some of the girls*

Mei- I'm seriously! He just came to me and give a flower!

Brigitte- Ok, maybe Junkrat is not that bad! *chuckle* That was cute!

Phara- You girls talking about men are soooooo boring! *laughs*

Satya- We do not want to talk about boobs, Phara. *everybody laughs* This is a conversation between you and Tracer.

Tracer- Yeah, we should try that! *laughs*

Phara- Ok ok! But yes, Junkrat is not THAT bad...but looks like a psychopath.

Mei- Don't say that, Fareeha!

Brigitte- By the way! Y/n...are you interesting in someone?

You- *chuckle* Yeah...have a while.

Tracer- No way! Really?! Where? Who? When?!

You- Shimada...*smiled taking a sip on the drink*

Phara- Wait! Hanzo, right?

You- How do you know?

Phara- You always try to talk to him and he ran away! *laughs* I never thought that he's a shy man.

Satya- Hanzo? Uh, good lucky.

You- I know, he's a hard one! But makes sense.

Tracer- Yeah, he's life wasn't easy at all. Is he virgin?

Mei- Lena!

Tracer- What?!

Brigitte- Well, he's at the games room now...*smirk pointing to the door* You should do that quickly. Just do it!

Phara- With that dress? You wanna kill the man! *laughs* Look st her, girl! She's hot!

You- You know what? I'm done waiting *you get up* My alcohol is high and! I'm impatient with him! Enough of games.

Mei- Yes! Attack him!

Satya- Make the man beg on his knees.

You- I'll try my best. I'm feeling great!

*While you walk to the game room, the girls get excited cheering for you at the table*

*Hanzo was looking at the table thinking of a next move on the game. You lean against the doorframe while holding the drink, you watch him with that outfit...oh my, when he wears formal clothes! And he cut his hair, making even more attractive; the forearm showing with his tattoo, a Rolex on the wrist and gloves. What is that man? So beautiful and sexy.*

You- Hard to play alone?

Hanzo- *Look at you suprised and smirk* Ah...! No! Actually, I'm...practicing. *He back the eyes on the table but put the eyes on you again, now seeing your wearing; fitted dress with side cutouts on the both side of the legs, your thighs were a weak to him* Oh...

You- What? *You slowly enter the room*

Hanzo- Nothing! I...! I was seeing you dress...is pretty.

You- You like it? *You close the door making him feel more nervous*

Hanzo- Ye-yeah... is very pretty on you.

*You lock the door and he looked away feeling extremely nervous. You could see his red face, he couldn't handle himself close to you. You sit on the table with one leg, showing the whole tigh*

You- I want to see you playing.

Hanzo- I'm...not that good! *he laughs*

You- So...*you put the drink down* You're not busy?

Hanzo- No...?

*You stand up with a lip smile approaching him slowly*

You- This time, Hanzo...I'm not letting you go. *More you approaches, more he move away* Are you scared of me?

Hanzo- No...! *Yes*

*You grab his tie gently pulling him to you while walking backwards to the table sitting on; you pull him much closer to you*

You- Do something, Shimada...*You slowly open your legs letting him stay I'm between* I know you want to try.

Hanzo- M-my apologizes...! I don't think we...! *You grab a drink that actually was from Cassidy, you smelled and was a pure whiskey* Y/n...?

You- I think you need to loosen up a bit *you give him the glass* You're too nervous.

Hanzo- Bu-but...! *You take your finger to his lips*

You- You trust me?

Hanzo- *sighs* I...I do.

You- So why you're so afraid?

Hanzo- I'm unsure of that, y/n...

You- Unsure? Why?

Hanzo- We work together, right? This is...professional.

You- But right now we're in a party...there's nothing professional here.

Hanzo- But still in Overwatch's presence.

You- Are you scared of them?

Hanzo- I'm scared to something happen to you.

*You look at him for a sec...that was damn cute*

You- But you only care like that?

Hanzo- What you mean?

You- *smirk shrugging shoulders* Ah...well, we're friends... you're not scared if something happens to me anyway?

Hanzo- Of course I do! But relationships make everything harder.

*He wasn't wrong; have a significant other in the middle of a war makes everything harder, indeed. But...and now?*

You- Yeah...you're right. *You fix his tie and sighs a little disappointed* I'm sorry...I drank too much.

Hanzo- You like me, I can see that... *He hold your hands, still nervous, you could feel his hands sweat* I like you too, y/n...a lot. I could give you the world, peace, anything you want and need. But...I'm a mess.

You- It's ok be a mess *you smiled pulling his closer again and wrap your legs around his waist* I'm not perfect either.

Hanzo- *blush and chuckle trying not to invade your too much of your body* I don't think I could do that.

You- What?

Hanzo- Date.

You- Why's that? *You play with his hair In front of his face*

Hanzo- I...I don't know nothing about it.

You- I can teach you...actually, we learn together. Haven't you kissed before?

Hanzo- Never...is so embarrassing...! *He hide his face on his hands in frustration*

You- It's ok...Han, look at me. *you hold his hands* It's ok. I kissed like...three times. That doesn't prove how mature we are.

Hanzo- Is just... I don't know, doesn't suit me. Dating, kisses...*he struggles* Sex and etc.

You- *laughs* Suit? Love doesn't "suit" someone, dummy... It just happens. We lived a life with only one purpose; obey and make your father accept you. Did you ever lived, Han?

Hanzo- I only survive and serve Shimada as I should.

You- Your mother didn't teach you nothing about love?

Hanzo- My...my mom? *He reacts surprised, you always cared about his mother even never ever met her* My mother...she...yes, she taught us a few things about it. My father used to say that is useless...he wasn't a bad man, it was just business.

You- You grow up like him and Genji like your mother. *Now you hold his face caressing* You got to open up, Han...to stop being so lonely and sad.

Hanzo- My future Is write with my brother's blood, y/n... I'm under redemption.

You- I thought you have forgiven yourself.

Hanzo- Is...a hard path.

You- Yes, it is. You didn't let Zenyatta help you *smiles*

Hanzo- I won't take lessons from a omnic!

You- You only care about his metallic appearance? *You voice became cold*

Hanzo- He's a robot...

You- With soul, conscious and...dreams. Like us.

Hanzo- Honestly? I do prefer you to guide me.

You- Me? *laughs in suprise* Why? I'm no monk!

Hanzo- But you're a wise woman *now his hands finally rest over your thighs* And you make me...peaceful. And I like you.

You- Oh, Hanzo...*laughs blushing* You're finally opening up!

Hanzo- I have no escape *he laugh looking at the locked door* Do I?

You- No. Never. *You smile holding his face again* Is funny how you used to run away from me.

Hanzo- I had escape so...my body always act with panic around you *laughs* Still does. I feel nervous, you're a amazing woman...beautiful, strong, smart and so confident! What man resist you? I'm sure you have a lot of dating suggestions.

You- And I don't want any of them. I want you.

Hanzo- Why me? I murder my brother, I have a life full of disgrace.

You- But I'm seeing the Hanzo Shimada now, not the old one. You past dosen't matter anymore and it won't define who you are now. You changed, Han! You're new!

Hanzo- Not the man in the mirror. It looks the same.

You- You expect to change haircut and color? *both laughs* Mirror doesn't show inside. Does it?

Hanzo- No...*he chuckle looking away*

You- It won't change the outside. Appearance dosen't matter. Now... *you grant his tie again* Let's at least a little bit of fun.

Hanzo- *sighs and blush* I don't know how to this "fun"...

You- I'll start and you only...follow the rythm. *you kissed close to his lips*

*Hanzo looked at you for a sec, look down to your lips and moving to your exposed chest. He grab the glass of whiskey drinking in one sip, you laugh in suprise noticing that he was ready to try out*

*His hands slowly caress your thighs, feeling his breath heaviest and harder to control. He always liked your legs...his greastest weakness. You let him take his time, and you liked it...the slow sensation that makes you wish him more and more. It was just delicious. His hand went up to your waist pressing with his strong hands, for a man that uses a arrow and bow...got some firm fingers. That makes you release a small groan, what makes him look at you kind shocked..."I did that?", he thought with himself. It was pleasant to his ears. Slowly he explores your body, the body he always looked by accident, so attracted, is like a spell each time he looked. The body he always simp for. He tried to controlled his wishes; the wishes that didn't "suit" him, but when you start to untie his tie...oh boy*

Hanzo- Dammit...! *He steps away and you look at him confused* I can't!

You- But...it was going so well, Hanzo! I'm losing my patient...!

Hanzo- If...! If you want to have sex with someone, go outside and pick it! I can't! *He raise his voice in frustration*

*You looked down at him noticing the pants volume*

You- You get turned on and get scared of it?

Hanzo- No...! Yes! Ah fuck! *He sits in a chair, you get surprised by his curse word* I don't know...dosen't look me. Dosen't look right!

You- Right...I got a plan B.

Hanzo- What?

You- Come here.

Hanzo- ...Why? What are you doing? *he looked confused*

You- I said; come here.

*He stands up awkward and going to you again*

Hanzo- What...? *he saw you smiling*

You- Yeah... I have to be the bad girl, right?

Hanzo- Bad...? *He cleans throat, for some reason that turns him on more* Bad girl?

You- On your knee, Han... *He do it not understanding shit* Oh my god...you're a submissive.

Hanzo- Wait wait wait! *Before he stands up you put you leg on his shoulder* Well...ok.

You- *laughs* Hanzo... makes sense. Your whole life you've being obeying everyone. Ask me what I want...

Hanzo- *swallow dry* What you want? Tell me... *You felt surprised from the last words...he wanted it*

You- I want you to make me turned on...

*His mind key turned to another behave...he gets up holding both of your thights and pulling more against him making you shiver, cause you could feel his volume against your intimate. In a blink of a eye, you were turned on with success. He attack your neck, all the wishes he hold it back, now was time to release...because it was that what you demanded. His hands grab your waist positioning his thumbs on your groins. What a strong hand, uh? You hug him not holding yourself in rub over his volume, making both starts to exchange heavy breath and small groans. He help you, pulling you and now gluing you with his pelvis, also lift more your dress letting your whole bottom naked, only wearing a small lingerie (because of the tight dress) and your high heels. You rub yourself against his intimate starting to reach the maximus excitement, you grab his hair moaning close to his ear while he grab your ass helping you with the rubbing section*

Hanzo- What you want now...? *His breath voice invade your ear making you shivers and make a louder moan* Are you satisfied?

You- Aw please, make me come...! *you whining now make him shiver his whole body*

Hanzo- Fuck...! I need...! *He growls grinding teeth* I need to take it off...! It's so fucking uncomfortable...!

You- Do it...! Do it! *You immediately take your hands to his belt* I told you it was a good thing...! *you laughs while Hanzo grabbed other lost drink on the pool table and drinking it*

*One glass of whiskey and one glass of his left sake, that hits immediately.*

Hanzo- How I do that...? *He let you take his crushed genital out of his underwear, making him groans louder of relief* Ooh that's so good...! *he shivers feeling your touch on his hard dick*

You- Imagine...your dick being swallowed by a tight warm whole...! *You slowly starts to masturbate him*

Hanzo- Ah...! *He became whining curving his torso a little*

You- You want me to go faster? *You gently kiss his lips and he agreed* You've never touched yourself before?

Hanzo- Is...! Something...recently! *He tries to hold the loud moans stucked on his throat* Is something new...!

You- Bscause of...? *You smiles accelerating the movements*

Hanzo- You! Fuck...! *He looked down making him more blush and turned up* You make me so fucking horny...!

You- When was the first time?

Hanzo- When you literally sat on my lap... *He starts to gave up in holding the moans* I...! I had too...! Oh fuck...

You- Good to know... tell me more. *You smile starting to get satisfy*

Hanzo- Other times was just... fantasy...!

You- And how did you imagine me? *you laughed bitten your lips*

Hanzo- Oh fuck! *He felt the apex coming*

You- Tell me, Shimada *You were ready to torture him a little bit*

Hanzo- Just bouncing on my fucking...lap! Oh! Kuso...! *He gave a loud moan rolling his eyes and movement his hips on spams* Aww fuc...! Ah yeah...! *he smiled*

*The cum was in your whole dress, it would be hard to pretend but...who cares.*

You- *chuckles* You like it? *You started again, but his dick was to sensitive yet making his squirm and became whining* You need more?

Hanzo- I need...! I need you! Oh fuck! Wait...! Ah! *He grabbed your ass mistreating with his strong hands* Stop...! Wait! Ah! Again! *You could see tears on his eyes of so much pleasure* Aww...! Y/n!

You- Hmm? Said it again?

Hanzo- Y/n...! You did this to me...! *he chuckle* I'm fucking crying...

You- That's normal... *You hold his face finally given him his first kiss*

*Hanzo immediately understood how it works and insert his tongue to the kiss. His hands went to your thin lance panties literally ripping and throwing away. You smile between the kiss feeling he ready to introduce his cock on you, you helped him a little. Hanzo put the head first, what makes already gasp and you feel how rigid, pulsating and thick it was making you blush and groan a little*

Hanzo- Talk to me... *He looked down and hold you waist hard*

You- Fill me all... *You smile and he thrust everything making you scream and hug him tightly* AW! Fuck...! Yes! *He started to move making the whole table shake*

*Hanzo was full of pleasure, couldn't even speak and just moan loud. He didn't knew how good it was, his conscious was focus in the rhythm, only. Didn't take too long for you notice that he was ready to cum again, he slowed down that to take it off*

You- No... I said fill me!

*Hanzo smiled looking at your inserting everything on you again like a punch, making you scream again*

Hanzo- Would turn around for me right after? *He started to penetrate again, now slower and inserting every millicent of his dick inside of you, you shivers in every deep penetration*

You- Right...after...?! *You moan grabbing his arms tightly* Hanzo...!

Hanzo- *chuckle* You like me going deep, uh?

You- Aw shit...! Yeah!

*He accelerates the movements making open your mouth of pleasure, you could feel your eyey tearing. Fast, strong and deep penetrations. You could hear the moist noise and body colliding making you reach your top. You hugged him cumming, but he didn't stop there and you could only starts to whiny and cry*

You- HAN...! Oh God...! *You felt it coming again* Oh fuck! Fuckfuckfuck!

*After you cumming again, he could feel your body totally stunned, he pick you up and turned you around laying you on the table what it was completely watered with your stick discharged of pleasure mixed with both cum. He penetrate now fitting his hands perfectly on your hip and pulling you against him every movement...fast, strong and deep. The table move shaked even more and you? Totally surrendered. Hanzo cum beautifully, he could hold it after you cum twice. It came...perfectly. The cum hit him in a way that makes him lose himself for a second.

Hanzo- ...! Oh fuck...! *He roll his eyes with his torso falling in your direction* Holy shit...! *he whinny with tearing eyes too*

*His legs are shaking and his body begging for a little more... he makes small movements inside you feeling his deliciously sensitive cock. He spasms again hitting a orgasm that was still holded, hitting him again to the paradise. You could only moan loud against the green table, feeling your pussy completely destroyed and soaked. He stayed there for one minute to take the breath again and get his conscious back*

Hanzo- Oh...*he chuckled tearing* What was that...?!

You- Aww...*You whiny and he step away* That was your first time...? Are you sure?

Hanzo- *laughs sitting down on the chair close there* Yeah...I trained a little bit.

You- I can't move...

Hanzo- I'm so sorry...*He gets up and helping you to stand up, pull down your dress* You're ok?

You- *You smiled all messed up feeling your legs weak* Is being a long time...

Hanzo- *He laughed blushing feeling proud of himself* A long time? *He put back the underwear and pants back*

You- Yeah...*You talk slowly like it was drunk* It has being a long time that I don't get fucked...

Hanzo- Yeah? *He smirk in front of you while you lean on the table* It was good?

You- *laughs* This is not you first time...it can't be. You fucking hold it...

Hanzo- Yeah, It wasn't easy. But I'm a trained man. *Laughs and hold your waist* Sorry about the panties.

You- I'm not gonna need that today...*You lean your forehead against his chest* Aw Hanzo...Fuck you, man.

Hanzo- *He laughs out loud* You're welcome and I already get fucked. Hey...*He hold your face making you look at him* I love you.

*You eyes wide open feelings everything shivers, but this time, it was happiness. He saw how surprised and in shock you were, he just chuckled giving you a sweet kiss on the lips*

You- I love you too...but how are we gonna look like that there?

Hanzo- Well...it's being...*he look at the clock on his wrist* Almost 2 hours in M.IA...They may know at this point.

*He helped you to fix your hair, make up and clean your dress. Both went out to the principal room and everything LITERALLY stop everything they were doing to look at you guys with a smile*

Hanzo-....The room wasn't soundproofed? *He whispers feeling his face burning*

You- ...*You looked at him* Wasn't?

Genji- MY BROTHER LOST HIS VIRGINITY!

*Everybody cheers with Genji and Hanzo only could hide his face with his hand, you couldn't stop laughing*

Ana- *laughing and approaches holding you both hands* I'm sorry, we could hear just a little bit, but don't be ashamed! We're more than sure that...it was...pleasant. *she smirk*

You- Ana...! *You blush hard and she laughs*

*You and Ana hear cheering from the boys and they were literally throwing him in the air*

Hanzo- STOP! Y/N! ANA! HELP!

Boys- One! Two! He's a big boy! One! two! He's a big boy!

Ana- *chuckles* Are you going to marry him?

You- Of course *smiles*

Ana- *She looks at your wet dress* He finished outside, right?

You- ....did what?

Ana- *Raise her eyebrows*

You- Ah...oh! *You laughed nervously*

Ana- Y/n! *She stay in shock*

You- If! If I get pregnant, I'll accept!

Ana- And he?

You- *sighs* He would definitely accept. He said that he loves me *smile and blush*

Ana- *sigh and smiles* Well...you both are adults. But if you get pregnant, marry!

You- *laughs* Okey dokey! *You look at Hanzo that still was being tortured by the fellas* Do we rescue him?

Ana- Noo...let them. *both laughs*

Brigitte- GIRL! *She ran on the high heels to you and others girls following her* TELL US EVERYTHING!

You- What...?! Everything?!

Ana- Huhu... ok, girls behave.

Mei- It was good? Let's make a girls night!

Tracer- How it was?! Is big?! Is good?! DID YOU CU-

Ana- Lena! *laughs* Let her breath!

You- I'm not gonna answer if he's big! *laughs* Stop it! And yes...I did. Three or four times...?

Tracer- FOUR TIMES?! *Brigitte he had mouth* HMMMM!!~

Niran- Did he make love or sex? *appears behind you*

You- What the hell you're doing here, Niran? *laughs*

Niran- Girls niiight ~

Brigitte- Let's go home NOW!

Mei- Girls night?

Angela- Girls night?! *on the back* Did someone said girls night?

Ana- Women night! Let's go! .

Art by: I tried so much to find... I swear :")

[the-delightful-temptation]

your  name: Fizzarollie

your age: who knows, probably 30ths, hells years might work differently

your perfect date: " Gimmi nice food, watching the sky - lust has the pretty sky, a nice bubble bath and I wouldn't mind getting a bit lost in the bedroom if your catching my thrive" their is a pure, touching the sins arm with his tail.

make out in private or in public?: "uh..I know everybody knows, but I'd rather..keep this bit to ourselves " though the threat of getting caught can be exciting

do you like to cuddle?:  " Pfsh, as if you didn't know the answer, you love ehm just as much"

tell me something about you: "hmmmm , well I'm funny ! And charming, very flexible oh and cute too " as if Ozzie didn't know, he was just playing along with the question

why do you want to be my valentine?: " I dunno, seems fun " okay now he was joking " Beside your handsome as your charming and I think I deserve that, keeping your bed as warm as I do " yes, teasing.

A  VALENTINE’S  APPLICATION. 

"That is not fair, you know damn well you're perfect for me." Ozzie laughs as he sees the application.

"Of course you deserve it. As long as we start eating healthier from now on. Less coffee and burguers in the morning."

[hadesnstuff]

— Well I'm starving a little, hell don't have a good burguer you know? You don't mind right?!

Sam signals the attendant with the number 4 in her fingers, as to say she wants that burger on the menu and pretty quickly the woman on the counter nods in understanding.

— Well hello sis.

Says sam, appearing out of nowhere.

"Well shit, Hi. Also, it would be brother."

[herstarburststories]

Eat me (or something else)

Kinktober day 10: foodplay

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Reader

Summary: You get turned on by a mere thing Dean does.

Warnings: mentions of eating out, dean loves food, dean also loves pussy, turned on reader, mentions of foodplay, probably crack here

There's something about the way Dean eats.

He's savoring a hamburger. He’d told you plenty of times about the select differences of his favorite foods, x-salad and x-burguer per example, and everytime you mistake one for another he acts as if you were insulting his last name and not forgetting a cheap meal name. He’s in the middle of his lunch now like a starving hunter finding helpless prey in the forest. Dean pulls away from his burger, chewing the meat and bread with much gusto. The eldest Winchester wipes off the mayonnaise that stains the corner of his lips before sucking it off of his middle finger, clearly not wanting to waste a single bite. He purses his lips, as if he's about to lean in for a lover's kiss. You press your legs together under the table.

You've never felt that weird before, but you can't help it. He looks so hot doing almost anything, but especially when he eats. God, if Sam could read your mind, he'd say that this was a weird kink, and maybe Dean's porn brain was more contagious than previously thought.

This is completely, entirely, and utterly Dean's fault. How can he bite a sandwich with the same tender ease he sunk his teeth into your soft flesh? When marks are spread all over your body to make sure everyone, especially you, know who you belong to? It's like he's doing it on purpose, making you all wet and dirty in the middle of a cheap diner to turn you on. 

Soon enough, he’s chowing down again. He attacks it like an animal but appreciates the greasy mess like a man. It’s so similar to how he eats you out, ravenously hungry for your pussy and enjoying every drop of cum that he can get his tongue on.

You lean in without even realizing you’re doing it, hands clasped together on the table as you watch him carefully. Dean leaves the meal again, his mouth slightly open as a moan reverberates his vocal chords. You know the look on his face well enough to recognize it anywhere. 

Dean's brows are knitted together, mouth contorted in pleasure as his breath slowly leaves his body like he has all the time of the world. Pleasure is written all over his face, clouding the sense of craving and relief. It's the same face he makes when he comes or eats your pussy, his tongue dancing from your clit to the inside of your tight walls while his green eyes are focused on you. 

What the hell? You're wet because Dean Winchester is a food enthusiast and also loves to eat your cunt. You can't believe yourself.

Now his lips are dirty with the white sauce that reminds you so much of your wetness when it paints his lips and face a hot mess as he's going down on you. To make matters worse, he’s completely obvious, making a joke about Sam’s penchant for vegetarianism. Son of a bitch.

“Y/N?” Sam calls you again, unable to discern if you were glaring at someone suspicious, lost in your own mind, or just ignoring him. You are always so hyper aware of your surroundings, so your lapse of connection with the present is strange.

Dean arches his brows, tilting his head to catch a glimpse of what you'd be glaring at, but he doesn't find anything there. His glance lands on you again. “Earth to Y/N? Hello?”

His lips calling your name brings you back to reality; gravity, the noises of plates clinking as they were lifted from the tables, and people talking to each other.

“What?” You are in a restaurant in the middle of a lot of people and eating with Sam. There’s no time to get turned on here. “I need some french fries.”

The boys give glance at each other before glaring at you again, amused smiles on their features. You just sigh.

For Sam, it's because of how clearly you had been lost in your own thoughts, the silliness of the most mundane things entering their decidedly unique lives striking him as oddly sweet, but for Dean, it's because he very much noticed your particular reaction. The Winchester couldn't wait to add some food play to the bedroom. 

You just want french fries and a big cup of water for now.

ps: I don't know what I've done. But I don't regret anything. Don't lie to me, I know Dean eating is a turn on to you too.

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Catch up Kinktober: Day 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9

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Everyone knows there's two groups in Scott's town: bikers and players. On one hand, bikers are a mess to be around: always looking for trouble, making noise, partying all over the city.... a mess. Th issue is, most have good grades and know enough about machines and motors and such to give classes to the mechanics from town.

On the other hand, players are nice looking, kind hearted, smart boys that never make a fuss and are always there to help the community however they can. Most are football players, runners and basketball players or all of those at the same time. They're a charm to be around, if you're lucky enough to get in their circle.

"Welcome to Pop's, please sit wherever, its early yet" says Peter to his friends, careful to keep equilibrium on his rollers.

"Thanks Mr, we'll take the same table we usually do" Steve laughs and goes sit at their usual table with the rest.

Serving the table next to them, pretty blond looks at Peter with adoration.

"Is Claire still trying to get you to ask her out, Peter" MJ asks, fully knowing the answer already. Peter whines.

"I've tried to discourage her in a million ways! I'm bi, but I'm not interested in her, I dont know why she doesnt get it!"

"Man shes hot and funny, what is there not to be interested about?" Sam asks, one broe arched in disbelief.

"If you like her, ask her out! That'll get her off me" Peter begs while writing down their orders, even thought theres no need.

They always order the same food and wait until Peter finishes his turn to go so something around the city, and tonight's no exception, until new company arrives.

The door opens to Tony S., major douchebag of the city, and his friends, the major dumbasses, Nat, Clint and Bucky B. Peter's friends instantly look awkward and pissed, and the other persons in the diner look at Tony's and his friends with dread. Who know what they might be up to. The fact that they cant be thrown off high school because his amazing grades pisses off a lot of people.

Peter swallows and calms himself. He hopes Tony wont cause problems in the diner, because that's the last thing he needs and tmhe really doesnt want to kick anyone out. Besides, he isn't sure how he would kick them out if he had to.

Despite his nervousness, he rolls to them and smiles politely: " Welcome to Pop's, please sit wherever, today is not as full"

"What about you sit on my lap, darling?" Tony claimed he was bi a long time ago; more than claimed, he was caught having sex with some guy under the major's statue. Peter counts to five so he doesnt reply to that.

"Choose whatever table you want, I'll go serve you right now" he then turns around to give the cooker his friends orders, hoping he doesnt look too startled.

Tony usually mocks them in high school, and they mock right back, but he has never said anything sexual to him. It's strange, thinking of him that way, like someone you can have sex with. Peter shakes his head and rolls back to Tony's table.

Nat and Clint are too busy signaling at each other to notice he's there, and Bucky is checking something on the other side of the diner. Peter is too shy to say something when no one is paying attention, so he waits until Tony tells his friends to shut up and order already because they're making Parker loose his time.

Peter looks at him surprised, but smiles and starts taking notes. Clint has a little bit problem to order, because his deaf and his parents couldnt teach him to talk until he got in school, but he manages. Peter likes Clint, he's nice and seems a good person, but he doesnt understand why he mixes with the rest.

Nat is adopted and she's always in trouble for this thing or the other, she's always quiet but when she talks is like she's always trying to test you, somehow. Bruce had to give her math classes for a while and he said she's actually not that bad, but she still scares Peter.

Buckys parents are cool, they let him leave alone, which sounds incredible, but hes always argues with teachers and missing class, and hes always inappropriate and rude to people.

And Tony's parents are as rich as it gets, but they like to live away from big cities so they're here until tony graduates. Peter doesn't know much about them, except that they no longer pick Tony up when he gets arrested so one of the members of their staff does it. His uncle Sam is a cop, and he says theres nothing sadder than parents that dont care about his son enough to get mad at him.

So Peter tries to be kind to them, but it's so hard when all they do is mock him and his friends. Besides, Tony always has the expression, like he's to good for everyone else! It drives Peter mad.

"I'm going to have the Burguer 6, with chips and a piece of that ass" Tony pretends to read seriously from the menu, but his friends dont laugh. Peter's tired of the jokes, but he needs the job and Tony is not going to ruin this for him.

"Sure thing, dude, maybe when hell freezes. What else?" The others do laugh this time, to Peter's confusion, and order their meals.

.....

"Dude he absolutely hates you" Bucky seems to find this hilarious, even though hes Tony's best friend and he should support him, dammit!

"Of course he had to wear shorts, not like I could keep my mind straight or something" Tony moans, watching Peter roll away like the cute doll he is.

"You're like an animal dude" Clint says, little sloppy but understandable.

"Pathetic" Adds Nat, as if Tony needed confirmation of the screw up.

"And besides, since when is your mind straight?" Bucky laughs at his own joke, like the idiot he is, Tony thinks, while checking the other side of the diner again.

"At least I dont stalk Rogers from here like some kind of pervert" Tony smiles wide at Bucky's affronted face, blushing and frowning. "Whatever".

"Dude, just tell him you're into him and ask him on a date, this suave shit is not your style" Clint signs, too tired to try and talk. Tony signs back "Suave is totally think you jerk!"

"Not when you care" Nat interrupts as direct as always, looking seriously at him. "Food here is good but if you did yourself a favor and went straight to it we wouldnt have to come here and hear you whine"

"Straight?" Bucky chimes again, entertained. Nat hits him in the back of the head "Idiot."

"I will, alright? I will"

Rught then, Peter comes back with their drinks and Tony leans back.

"I dont know what I like the most, you coming to me in those cute rolls or you going away in that killer short"

All his friends look at him exasperated, and Tony cant believe he actually said that to Peter. Hes never going to get a date with his cheesy fucking lines.

But Peter laughs. Not a big laugh, okay, but a short, cute one that he tries to hide.

"Maybe youd like me better without both, huh Tony?" He leans towards Tony a little, his hand on Tony's shoulder for a second.

Hes gone just as fast as he came, leaving the whole table shocked.

Tony knows he should close his mouth, but he cant believe Peter Parker just legit flirted back at him. What the hell? He needs a cold shower right now, and his friends need to stop looking at him.

"Did you pay him to say that or something" Tony knows Bucky is trying to be funny, but truth is he cant explain that act either, and when he looks at Nat and Clint for help, they're just staring at him like a third head just grew out.

...

Peter is hyperventilating.

"I cant believe I flirted back. What the hell is wrong with me?" His friends are looking at him like he just told them he likes to dance hula naked in december, and Peter cant blame them

"Huh, maybe the fact that you've had the hots for him for years?"MJs voice cuts the air. Peter looks at her in disbelief.

"I have not! He's arrogant and careless and despective and rude and..."

"And hot and intelligent and funny, in your opinion" MJ adds, smiling "I've seen you laugh at his jokes when you think no one is watching, and you cant deny hes hot and smary"

"Maybe you should date him"

"Dont be ridiculous, I'm leaning to girls in this period of my life. And he's into you, not me"

Peter couldnt believe MJ. He did not have the hots for Tony, and Tomy was not funny, not all the time anyway, and Tony Stark was not into Peter in any way, shape or form.

And yet he had felt so good flirting with him. Seeing his amazement when Peter had answered. For once, Tony was not in control of everything and playing his jokes, he was shocked.

And Peter did that to him.

So Peter decided, what the hell, let's try this out. If he ends up being an asshole, my friends will kick his ass for me.

"If you like him, go ahead, but he looks like too much trouble for me" Steve said, looking worried. He and Bucky had been childhood friends, but they bad separated later in life and Steve didn't like to be close to him or his friends, Tony included.

"Yeah, and if he's a jerk to you well talk to him" Sam smiled threatingly, clapping his hands.

"Nat is really nice to be around when you meet her" added a blushing Bruce, who had been crushing on the ginger since they met but was way too shy to say or do anything.

Peter kept working until he had to deliver Tony's food. He tried not to show he was nervous and he definitely didnt check his ass before going out the kitchen with the food.

"Number 6,8,12, and 3 for you guys, with chips for everyone and a piece of ass for Anthony" he looked at Tony intently, trying to guess his reaction. For a second Stark just stranded there, shocked, until he slapped Peter's ass so strongly all the diner turned around. Or maybe it was because Peter had let out the loudest moan a boy his size could produce.

Peter thought he was going to kill himself. What was that?? One thing is flirting,but that? He was so losing his job. Trying to keep as much dignity as he could, he said "That's more than a piece, and it hurt, you idiot" and he turned around and left, head high and eyes burning from shame.

....

Tony was going to kill himself.

"Dude, what the fuck? He was kidding you dumbass" Bucky, again, was laughing at him. Although this time Tony couldnt blame him, fuck it. What the hell was that?? It's not like Peter's bubble butt didnt deserve one or two good slaps, but Peter worked there!

On the other hand, how could have Tomy anticipated that Peter was going to react like that? That moan could have brought people from the death, nd it certainly brought some of Tony's parts as well.

"It seemed like he liked it" Nat said, like she was reading Tony's mind. She was trying to keep herself from laughing, while Clint signaled that he was scarred for life.

Tont got up without knowing what he was doing. People weren't looking directly anymore, but he knew they were still totally focused on his movements. He got in the staff room without problems. Apparently Claire was too shocked to say nothing about it.

As soon as he got in he saw Peter, sitting in a corner, head buried on his lap.

"Dude what the hell? Are you alright?" Tony rushed to him scared. Peter just laughed.

"You're kidding? I'm si getting fired after that. What the fuck, man? In which world is that an appropriate way of flirting?"

"So we were flirting?" Tony wanted to confirm, and he realized now he sounded like an ass.

"Oh my god you slapped my ass but you dodnt know we were flirting? Dude! You're all class arent you?" Peter frowned at him.

"Didnt seem like you cared" Tomy knew he was being a dick, but he couldnt help it when Peter was right there, all long legs and blushed and nervous and biting his goddamn lip making it even redder than usual. If possible, Peter got even more red. "I liked that a lot, but that doesnt mean you can do it in my job, you idiot"

"What about my place? When you finish here?" Tony knew he was going to be totally rejected after that but he had to try, right?

"Ah, no, I'm not letting you win after that. You're taking me on a date first, and if you behave I'll let you take me to your place and well see what happens" Peter said, knowing full well he was going to be ditched.

"Deal"

"Wait, you sirious?" Peter opened his eyes in disbelief.

"What, you're not?" Tony arched his brow.

"I am, I am. Okay, deal"

"Can I ask you something, before I leave?"

"What?"

"Would you wear those shorts to our date?"

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I was feeling okay with myself today. So I washed my hair and let it be the way I liked it, it’s a good hair day. I put on my favorite lipstick and decided to use mascara. Got into my pretty dress. Used my favorite perfume. Plucked my eyebrows and took my favorite necklace with matching earrings, which I bought a week ago (and no one even noticed that I wear it everyday now, and it’s a fucking pink stone cross with golden stuff).

I was gonna go to the doctor with my sister, and intended to ask her to go out for coffee with me afterwards. But I didn’t make it on time so it blew.

But I was feeling good enough to leave and I just HAD to make it count because most days I leave the house I just do it while loathing myself. So I tried to go out with someone. Fun thing is... I don’t have anyone.

People who say they care, who say they miss me and who just last week were telling me “DON’T TAKE TOO LONG WHEN LEAVING THE TOWN, I CAN’T STAND IT WITHOUT YOU”.... Well those people haven’t moved a finger to come and see me, and I’m back for five days now. 

I decided to go alone. I was hating who I am as a person but I was definitely ok with my appearance so I tried. But it’s a small town. There’s no movies I could see today, at least none that I’d feel okay when seeing it by myself. I decided to go out for food. But depression started crippling in. I started to feel the dark fog taking over, and it didn’t stop. When I finally took over my own mind again, it was too late: social anxiety was already SCREAMING that I couldn’t do it by myself today.

My demons won. Again.

It sounds like a minor defeat considering what I deal with daily. But it feels like I lost the entire war, especially today, mostly because I’m feeling particularly abandoned and because in the last days I just turned up to be the biggest failure in my university among all the other students that were there with me. I’m not getting a diploma after 4 years being the second best student in class. Just imagine how disappointed my professors and colleagues who looked up to me are feeling right now. And now, inside all that pain - which I’m dealing with ALONE -, I can’t even enjoy a coffee and cake or some burguer with fries, because I’m being attacked not only by the world but by my own mind too. God knows how much it hurts. But He wouldn’t want to save me either. He’s probably far too busy taking care of my sins right now. There’s absolutely no one there for me. Absolutely no one who would miss me UNLESS they needed a favor or someone to talk to about their pain. So  why the hell am I still alive? I do not love myself. No one else truly does, not for real; I hate being alive. Other people don’t care about where I am or how I am doing. So why not just choose to die??? It’s so simple.  Or maybe, if I’m too much of a coward to write a suicide note, I can just simulate an accident as my dying method. Or maybe just call in some favors (which is apparently all that I’m good for) and make my way out of the country and not ever come back again, disappear into thin air and start over in a new, equally fucked up life - but at least without people lying about caring just to get what they want from me.

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Bares Cariocas comemoram o Saint Patrick’s Day

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Bares Cariocas comemoram o Saint Patrick’s Day

No dia 17 de março, sábado, é Dia de São Patrício, padroeiro da Irlanda, e que foi adotado pelos cariocas e incluído definitivamente no calendário de comemorações da cidade. A festa, que antes só era celebrada nos países de língua inglesa, chega aos bares do rio e colore de verde os chopes, pratos e ambientes com muitas novidades e promoções para data.

Na Barra, no Beer Cult acontece show com a banda Mr. Severin, com muito blues e rock’n’roll. Para celebrar a data a casa vende o Chope Pilsen Verde Old School (R$8,00 -300ml;). Para acompanhar a loja/bar oferece vários petiscos. Destaque para a Linguiça Caracol Calabresa com Queijo Coalho e Parmesão que acompanha um dos molhos da casa. (R$29,90)

O Hell’s Burger elaborou uma maionese verde para o dia, assim, o cliente que pedir um sanduíche mais batata tem direito a levar a iguaria preparada a base de ovos pausterizados e aioli verde de salsa. Vale apostar no Fifty-Fifty (200g de Burger, filé de costela e bacon em uma só moagem, queijo cheddar no pão com gergelim-R$27,00) com a batata frita da casa fica R$36,00.

No On Tap Pub, localizado na Tijuca, além dos chopes e hambúrguer especial a casa também vai entrar no clima com uma playslist especial, e um chapéu para os mais animados tirarem fotos.  O chope pilsen do pub vai ser verde, o St Patrick Pilsen ( R$9,90 – half pint) /R$14,90 – pint ). A cervejaria carioca Motim traz a Hell de Janeiro Verde (R$14,90 -half pint /R$ 21,90 – pint) e o lançamento da Dublin Dry Stout (R$12,90 – half pint / R$ 19,90- pint ). Outro lançamento é o da Irish Coffe, da Old School. Para comer o local preparou um hambúrger especial no pão verde, o St. Patricks Burger (Hambúrger com um blend de 160g  de fraldinha e peito temperados com ervas, alface roxa, cogumelos frescos e queijo. R$25,00). O combo do St. Patricks Burger com St. Patricks Pilsen sai a R$34,90, quem vier de verde e consumir o combo ganha uma St. Patrick Pilsen(Half Pint).

Ainda na Tijuca, o Hop Lab Pub montou um combo, para quem passar pela casa no dia 17. O combo inclui: 3 chopes: Motim Dubhlinn, Motim Green Hell de Janeiro e Hop Lab Dead hot Monk; 1 hambúrguer e 1 sobremesa.

No Beer Underground, loja especializada em cervejas especiais, no Centro, durante toda a semana, de 12 a 16 de março, vai rolar o Chope Verde Pilsen da Antuérpia (R$7,99). A loja que mudou de espaço no mesmo prédio recentemente no Centro abriga agora torneiras de chope em um ambiente mais amplo e sofisticado.

Na Freguesia, no Serpentina Bar Artesanal, as comemorações começam na sexta, 16/03, com show ao vivo com a dupla Dig e Pegüet , com muito rock britânico. No sábado é a vez da dupla Kleber Dias e Zilton Spencer tocando o melhor do blues clássico. Para quem gosta de um bom chope, sexta e sábado a casa vai oferecer o tradicional chope verde da Backer Pilsen(1/2 Pint R$8,90  –  Pint –R$12,90), eleito o melhor pilsen do Brasil em 2017. Ainda nas comemorações o bar oferece o chope Irish Dry Stout, da cervejaria  Motim e Chope Irish Red Ale, da Cervejaria Guapa, de Petrópolis(1/2 Pint R$10,90/ Pint  R$16,90, ambos). Para comer, foi preparado um hambúrguer especial, apelidado de Leprechaun(figura folclórica Irlandesa): Hambúrguer de Costela 100% Bovina 180 gramas, maionese de wasabi e molho de salsa verde mexicana no pão verde(R$25,00).

Em Botafogo, o Legião Carioca preparou a festa “Se você cair eu estarei lá”. Serão 30 litros de chope pilsen verde, das marcas  Zero9, e Pilsen Rio Up (R$11,00 400 ml).  Ainda no verde, a casa remontou o seu tradicional hambúrguer Baby Dinossauro com o pão verde  e um molho apimentado especial (Cheeseburger clássico com blend de 210g de bovino angus e mussarela R$20,00). Para agitar a noite o Legião preparou uma playlist especial com bandas de rock Irlandesas.

Também em Botafogo, o Casarão 1903 preparou duas opções para a festa. O Saint Burger (hambúrguer duo de fraldinha e salsicha alemã, queijo cheddar e aioli de mostarda no pão de espinafre R$23,90 ou R$33,80 acompanhado de batatas rústicas levemente picantes), e uma porção de Dadinhos de Tapioca verde com queijo derretido no meio acompanhado de molho ponzu de saquê picante. As opções ficam no cardápio do dia 06/03 até o final do mês. No dia 17 o bar oferece dose dupla do Chope Pilsen Verde da Old School (R$13,60) ao longo da noite.

O Bukowski, o bar mais rock da cidade, também entrou na festa. Dia 17, serão espalhados diversos trevos de três e quatro folhas pela casa, e o cliente que achar os de quatro folhas terá direito a trocar o trevo por uma dose se vodka verde. A noite é embalada ao som de muito rock nas pistas.

SERVIÇO:

Hell’s Burguer

Centro

Endereço: Rua Gonçalves Dias, 85 – Centro

Telefones: 2222-2208

Horário (inclusive em feriados): Segunda a sexta, de 11h às 19h

Barra

Endereço: Av. Olegário Maciel, nº 101 – loja F – Barra da Tijuca

Telefones: 3579-4824

Horário (inclusive em feriados): Terça a quinta, 17h à 0h; sexta e sábado, 12h às 2h; domingo, 12h a 0h; fechado às segundas.

Botafogo

Endereço: Rua Muniz Barreto, 805 – Loja i – Botafogo

Telefones: 3442- 4486

Horário (inclusive em feriados): Segunda a quinta-feira e domingo, das 12h até 23hs, sexta-feira e sábado das 12h à 1h

On Tap Pub

Endereço: Rua Major Ávila, 455, Loja H, Tijuca – Rio de Janeiro

Telefones: (21) 3040-2071

Horário (inclusive em feriados): terça a domingo, das 17h à 0h

Beer Cult

Endereço: Avenida das Américas, 6700 – bloco 1 – lj 116

Telefones: 3596-5351

Horário (inclusive em feriados): terça a sábado, 12h à 00h; feriados, 15h à 00h – fecha domingo e segunda

Beer Underground

Endereço: Avenida Rio Branco nº 137 – Subsolo Ed. Avenida Central, loja 101 – Centro.

Telefones: (21) 2533-3861

Horário: Segunda à Sexta das 09:00 às 19:00 e Sábados das 09:00 às 13:00. Não funciona aos Domingos e feriados.

Serpentina Bar Artesanal

Endereço: Rua Araguaia, 1480, Freguesia, Jacarepaguá | Tel: (21) 3486-4782

Horário de funcionamento: Terça à Quinta: 18h às 00h; Sexta e Sábado: 18h às 02h e Domingo de 12h às 22h

Carnaval: Sex, Sáb, Seg e Ter, shows a partir das 21h; Dom, show a partir das 18h; Qua, casa fechada

Legião Carioca Burger & Beer

Endereço: Rua Arnaldo Quintela, nº 89 | loja A – Botafogo

Telefones: 2542-9959

Horário (inclusive em feriados): Ter a Qui, das 18h às 23h| Sex, de 12h às 15h e 18h a 0h | Sáb, vésperas e feriados, das 18h a 0h | Dom, das 17h às 23h

Casarão 1903

Endereço: Rua Marquês de Olinda, nº 94 – Botafogo

Telefones: 2551-9749

Horário (inclusive em feriados): Domingo a quinta – 17h30 à 01h, Sexta e sábado – 17h30 as 02h

Bar Bukowski

Endereço: Rua Álavaro Ramos, nº270

Telefone: 22447303

Horário:

Sábado: 21hrs às 06hrs

Hop Lab Pub

Endereço: Rua Barão de Iguatemi, 292 – Praça da Bandeira

Telefones: (21) 3217-1146

Horário (inclusive em feriados): De Ter a Qui, 17h a 00h – Sex e Sáb, 17h as 02h – Dom, 15h as 22h00.

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🍔🍟🇧🇷 Hell’s Burguer (★★☆☆☆) — Hell's Burguer has three burger joints in Rio de Janerio and we visited their joint in the central Botafogo district. Our choice of burger was their signature Hell's Burguer, which basically is a classic cheeseburger with a few additions. The burger came wrapped in a paper in classical fast food style, which we always find charming. The patty is made from 100% ribeye fillet and was grilled medium, but was too compact to be really juicy. The sesame bun was boring and should have been more soft and squishy. The cheddar cheese was okay but it was a bit ruined by the paprika seasoning which created a quite weird taste. Overall the burger we had was boring and uninspired. If you are in Botafogo there are better alternatives than Hell's Burguer to still your burger cravings. — @hellsburguer #burger #burgers #burgertime #burgerporn #burgerdudes #burgerlovers #food #foodie #hamburger #hamburgare #riodejaneiro #riodejaneiroburgers #brasil #brasilburgers #🍔 #🍟 #🇧🇷 (at Hell's Burguer) https://www.instagram.com/p/Bmfe6WqHgY1/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1q1tl9itv7kms

[rafaelapsicologia]

Le burguer

Você perceberam que está super na moda esses restaurantes temáticos, né? Já contei aqui no site a nossa experiência em vários restaurantes como O Burguer , Magia e Bruxaria , Mundo Animal , Charada Burguer , entre outros. Agora é a vez do Le Burguer! Ele fica nos Jardins, mais precisamente na Al. Franca e ele tem uma vibe toda “comic nerd” com várias salas inspiradas em super heróis, Harry Potter e outros personagens. São 3 andares de casa, com vários espaços diferentes e salas de vários tamanhos. Cada um deles tem uma inspiração diferente. Para as crianças, tem fliperama (sem precisar pagar pela fichinha), fantasias para usar, lojinha com vários brinquedinhos e a decoração toda interativa, que é cheia de detalhes. Ainda tem também cenários interativos de Harry Potter que dá pra tirar fotos legais. As bebidas vem dentro de uma bóia super divertida que dá até pra levar pra casa. Obviamente, se quiser pagar um pouco a mais. O cardápio vem em um álbum de cards, como se cada prato fosse uma figurinha. O chef do restaurante foi um dos vencedores do Hell´s Kitchen Brasil e a comida é uma delícia. Recomendo muito o lanche que pedi: um cheeseburguer no pão australiano com cebola caramelizada e couve bem crocante. Vale a pena chegar cedo para pegar lugar. Se estiverem em um grupo grande, dá até para pegar uma sala exclusiva. No andar de baixo também existe um jardim com mesas que pode ser utilizado, por exemplo. Comida gostosa e diversão para crianças é uma combinação maravilhosa para comer com a família ou com amigos. Para reservas e mais informações sobre o Le Burguer, vale a pena seguir eles no insta . Em breve, eles vão abrir mais uma unidade na Rua Augusta. E aí? Gostaram da dica? Compartilhem o post!     O post Le burguer apareceu primeiro em Mamis na Madrugada . from Mamis na Madrugada https://ift.tt/0EVvLyF via Mamis na Madrugada por Mamis na Madrugada https://ift.tt/CTrLyu7 via Mamis na Madrugada

[brunostauffenberg]

“I am not the only traveler Who has not repaid his debt I've been searching for a trail to follow again Take me back to the night we met And then I can tell myself What the hell I'm supposed to do And then I can tell myself Not to ride along with you” #lordhuron #fotografia #photography #bomdia #sabedoria (em Urbano Burguer)

[ghostsofhood]

Rules: Answer the questions in a new post and tag ten blogs you would like to get to know better.

I was tagged by @the5sosdumpster, @noneighborhood , @babylon-cal  thank you!!!

a: age – 20

b: birthplace – Buenos Aires, Argentina

c: current time - 23:56

d: drink you had last – Apple juice ♥

e: easiest person to talk to – My best friend 

f: favourite songs – Every teardrop is a waterfall is the first song that comes to my mind but there are SO MANY!! (Also, Youngblood album heyy)

g: grossest memory – I don’t think I have gross memories, I’ve had some very embarrasing ones but they don’t count as gross

h: horror yes or horror no –  Hell yes!

i: in love – Do I even know what love is? lol 

j: jealous of people – Sometimes, but I always try not to be.

k: killed someone – I’d rather not say 😏 lmao

l: love at first sight or should i walk by again? – I don’t believe in love at first sight so I think you should walk by and say hi (?)

m: middle name – I actually have a compound name (is that how you say it? lol) María Emilia

n: number of siblings – Two

o: one wish – Happiness and lots and LOTS of traveling ♥

p: person you called last – I think I called my mom this morning

q: questions you’re always asked – It’s not a question but I always get told I look like an actress from here lol

r: reason to smile – My family, my friends, 5sos (obvs)

s: song you sang last – Ghost of you by 5sos

t: time you woke up – 9:30 am 

u: underwear colour – I don’t remember but I’m basic so I’m guessing black? lmao

v: vacation destination – GREECE!

w: worst habit – Procrastination 🤦‍♀️

x: x-rays – I have scoliosis so I used to take a lot of  spinals x- rays when I was a kid

y: your favourite food – burguers, cheddar frenc fries, mac and cheese

z: zodiac sign -  Aquarius ♥

So I’m pretty late to the party so most people have done this already so, if you haven’t and you feel like it, I tag you ! ♥

[bbbarneswrites]

What if Bucky was a regular soldier?

Warnings: Mental health issues, pregnancy Notes: Here’s +2k words of modern!au with Bucky, courtesy of yours truly. Enjoy! <3

When Bucky comes back from war, he knows he’s different. Despite what people say to try to convince him otherwise, he knows he’s not the same man anymore.

To match the two tours as a soldier to the American army, he comes back with longish hair, severe scars on his left arm due an injury and a real messed up head. Panic attacks, bad dreams and sleepless nights are his best-friends in the following months of his return and the walls of his dull, always empty apartment are painful witnesses to his struggles.

Going outside feels like hell everytime but he still gives it a go occasionally.

Even if most of his attempts end up with him panicking in the middle of a crowd or a random store, the little coffee shop by the corner of his building gives him a slight bit of comfort as the place is never too crowded or too noisy. It’s familiar and just what he needs as he tries to adjust himself into the world again.

Hence why he’s completely thrown back as person after person start to fill up the place in a random Wednesday morning.

Bucky swears he tries to not panic through the loud atmosphere. He remembers his therapist’s words – close your eyes, try to regulate your breathing and count until you reach 100 – but he can’t even get past by 5 without losing count. 

With his leather journal between his trembling fingers, Bucky doesn’t even notice when she sits down beside him with her hand carefully covering his own. All he can register is the warmness of her skin and the softness of her voice mumbling soothing words as she tries to pull him out of his attack. 

He doesn’t exactly know what to do once he calms down. 

Not once he’s had someone to help him like this, even more a strange person in a public place. So to say he’s surprised to find a pretty girl staring worringly at him as he opens his eyes is an understatement. She knows exactly how to act around him – slow movements, quiet voice and non invansive contact, all so he won’t panic again. She’s the prettiest girl he’s ever seen and probably way too kind for her own good so when she offers her number with the excuse of provide help if you need, Bucky immediately says no. 

His old self is long gone along with his natural flirty, charming attitude and the last thing he wants is to bring someone else to the mess that is his life. But when he finds a small orange post-it glued up to the back of his journal (with a number scribbled on it with the words just in case J), the day immediately feels better despite the struggles. 

It takes five days, three sleepless nights and countless failed attempts for him to finally gather enough courage to call her. It makes him anxious because it’s just a phone call and yet, he found himself giving up at the last minute most of the times. 

Bucky’s a nerve wreck when she picks up though and he can’t help but think that she knows it, given she starts offering comforting words and assuring him that she’s happy he called during the entire talk.

That’s how she starts helping him. 

She recommends him quiet places that he’ll be comfortable at, she sends him playlists with soothing songs that can snap him out of his panic attacks, she offers to be with him as he tries to gradually get used to crowded places again, she talks with him through his sleepless nights even if it means she’ll be miserable in the morning. 

The pages of his journal that usually held tough moments are replaced with happy and good memories, both old and new photographs and notes from his best-friends and little sister so he can read on bad days. 

Bucky starts to feel safer and calmer – especially when she’s around. He knows she won’t judge him and the fact that she doesn’t expect anything from him or his old self (differently from his friends and family) just makes it better. 

Something changes in their relationship when she finds another place to go – a hole in the wall little restaurant. And then, he’s asking her to come too with the word date playing around in their minds for a moment. 

The night is the best one he’s had in ages and Bucky’s sure it’s only because she was with him. 

Though he doesn’t admit it to himself, the pages of his journal are getting more and more filled with descriptions of his moments with her. Her polaroids (taken with the camera they’d found in a thrift store) keep taking up space and he longs for her presence more than ever. But admitting it makes everything more real and Bucky thinks he isn’t even near to be what she deserves. 

Whenever she was in a crowded place with him and he managed to keep himself on his toes for the time being, she insisted to give him rewards. 

There was Coney Island and the round of hot-dogs she payed for, there was their Star Wars movie marathon at the cinema and the late night burguers they had after, there was their walk through Times Square and the photo they took together with a random superhero. He genuinely loved all them but he never thought it would result in more than a simple, silly thing like those. 

And then there’s the day she takes him to a local fair. Bucky thinks he’s handled the whole situation this good so far solely because he’s focusing on her but the fact she still wants to reward him makes his heart warm up instantly. 

He just isn’t expecting the reward to be a kiss. As soon as they step in his apartment building, her arms are around his neck and her lips are meeting his own in a loving, slow kiss that he can’t help but be overwhelmed with. 

The relationship they build after that is slow and quiet. Mornings with soft, slow kisses, afternoons with his head on her lap as they read something, nights they spend watching movies and eating from takeout menus. It’s slow and quiet but they’re both completely content with that. 

Her presence in his apartment makes everything different. 

The place has been always quiet, being too dark and empty. Now Bucky finds comfort in hearing her playlists in the background while she showers (poorly singing along though he never says anything), smelling the scent of the sweet treats she can bake (even if she can only do a few), seeing the doodles and messages she leaves on his fridge before she leaves (like female stick figures with this is me. i love u that are also in his journal) and finding her clothes in every corner of the rooms (she blames him for a lost bra in the kitchen). 

Bucky knows he isn’t the best boyfriend in the world or the most stable man around but he does the possible and impossible to let her know how much he loves her. She never fails to amaze him and more often than not he finds himself just staring at her, thinking back on how much his life changed after she came along. 

And he may not have his old way with words anymore but he does shower her in compliments and sweet words because that’s the least she deserves for putting up with him. 

(Bucky absolutely loves calling her beautiful because her whole face lights up everytime and she always smiles cheekily before saying I know, you tell me that all the time).

 That doesn’t mean everything is easy for them.

 There’s the days where he’s isolating and stressed, days where he doesn’t want to leave the bed, days where all he can think about is the nightmares he’s had in the night before and the painful memories of his war times. Even so, she’s still there. Giving him his space but offering support in the best way she can.

She hugs him tight with kisses and reassurances when he’s crying in a sleepless night, sometimes craddling his head against her chest or her lap with fingers running through his hair as she hums a song to calm him down. If it’s a nightmare then it’s a long warm bath together, her arms around him and fingers running through his chest and shoulders as he sits with his back against her. Bucky always falls asleep with her spooning him after, her lips pressing little soft kisses on his back and shoulders. 

And in the next morning, she never says anything but does prepare a hot cup of tea or chocolate for him (because that’s what calms her down, she says once) and waits until he’s ready to share something. 

That’s a secret nobody knows but the first time she really meets Steve is the day she’s left alone in Bucky’s apartment while he goes out to visit his baby sister. 

His best-friend and also soldier is most definitely surprised to find a girl opening the door of the apartment and if the interrogation he puts her through is any indication, he’s a bit on the edge with her presence. But it’s clear that Steve cares for Bucky just as much as she does and funny how quickly they bond over the fact once the wariness is gone. 

Her meeting with Sam and Natasha is better and they seem to love her right away. Natasha is tough and scary looking (the woman is a part of a black ops team after all) and Sam is all sassy and snarky (she can’t believe he’s a pararescue of all things) but she can instantly see how much Bucky means to them. 

(It’s cute how Sam thanks her for what she’s done and says how much Bucky has improved since she came along. Especially because right after...I care about him buT DON’T TELL HIM I SAID THAT). 

With a few months into their relationship, she asks Bucky if he wants to be a volunteer in her workplace as she knows how hard it is for him to adapt to the job market again.

It really isn’t his first option but that’s how he ends up at the local dog shelter, finally feeling useful again as he helps with the day-to-day tasks and loving every second he has with the dogs and kittens he’s helped name. It’s also how Bucky ends up adopting a gray pitbull (that was a part of a fighting ring despite its loving manners) as his service dog that keeps her own tiny legged corgi company whenever they’re over his apartment. 

He’s grown so used to their presence at his place that it feels natural to ask her to move in. 

Her decorations seem match with his, her clothes are a beautiful contrast to his dull ones in the closet and their dogs seem all too happy to be together for good (even more when she brings random puppies and kittens to foster until they get adopted). 

Neither of them think life can get any better until a few years later, when she reveals their baby girl is on the way and set to be born in the same month of her auntie Rebecca. Bucky is just so happy that he doesn’t even care about the video she keeps sharing around to their friends and family – him opening the small box and falling into tears as soon he sees the small purple shoe inside. 

Bambi Barnes is born on June 23rd as a perfect mix between her parents that everyone is delighted to welcome.

The little girl grows up to behave more and more like her mother even if she starts to look a little bit more like him as time goes by. 

She loves animals as much as her mom and showers him with so much love and affection that he can’t help but be emotional everytime. She’s the light of his life and he’s more than happy to be a stay-at-home dad, enjoying every bit of an experience he’s never even dreamed of having.

And honestly, Bucky’s life isn’t perfect and he’s well aware of that but he damn knows that with his family he can get through anything and much more.