#Natalie Pinot

[sunnysanae]

a ring on yours, a ring on mine. pt.2 victor lee 李泽言, f!reader, reader is mc *, fluff

part 1: angst

"you too, who's the lucky girl?" genuinely and kindly smiling at the man. whoever was to have him was indisputably lucky, victor was a considerate man with all the love a human could give. after all, he finally found the right person to spend the rest of his life with. except it wasn't you, and yours will never be him. a ring now decorated your finger, and soon, a ring would decorate his.

the edges of his lips pursed into a thin line, his entire expression flattening. this usually meant that victor was disappointed, only upon realising this once familiar gesture, had you started to examine his features a little further. his attributes seem to have deepened since the last time you saw them. his face more defined, with thin crinkles by his stern eyes and the corners of his lips. victor had aged like a bottle of fine wine, reminding you of the pinot noir you enjoyed in abroad in eastern france. seeing him again brought you a wave of comfort and bliss, the emotional remains of your relationship. but the slightest of firmness in his brows and the drooping corners of his eyes reminded you of the time that had passed. it set off tidal waves in your gut. he didn't say anything in response to your question. a dainty frown loomed over his face. and somehow, it made you feel guilty. guilty of what, you weren't sure. maybe of leaving him here, in lianyu, all alone. nevertheless, you were glad for him, that he was presumably living in happiness in the comforts of this city. best for you to leave, and bid him your best wishes you'd thought. you'd have to tell natalie you were reconsidering the ring, and maybe you'd come in to look at engagement rings at another time. you weren't engaged, and there was no meaning it proving engagement to anyone—the entire thing was childish of you. just as your eyes wandered downward to find the ring wrapped innocently around your finger, the jolly rhythm of natalie's heels chimed in. "goodness name, my colleague downstairs told me that someone had placed down this ring." her voice dulling to a whisper, "the very person i was speaking to you about." as natalie recognised you were in a trance, her gaze adverted to the tall man facing in your direction. you swear you saw her tremble a bit in her heels. in a jolt, she began, "sir, a big congratulations to you and your significant other! we've been delighted to witness this moment in such a beautiful love story!"

professionalism at its best you thought. it was around then that you'd started to connect the dots. billionaire crony, demanding a flawless diamond for his fiancée, as natalie congratulates the man standing rigidly afront of you. the ring on your finger, shining brilliantly under the boutique lights with all its sparkling splendour, now belonged to victor lee. a shadow painted half of his face, as the faintest spark lit in his eyes. he was about to provoke you and your false facade. "so, miss, that ring would be of my possession now, yes?" to the eyes of natalie, or anyone else in the room, this would have seemed like an honest question. the picture of his handsome face with the most minute upturn of his lips and the glimmer in his eyes. you'd remember this expression of provocation anywhere. it was the same look victor would give you on all your horrible report writing, when you worked tirelessly without fruition and ranted in his office, as you ate way too many portions of his finely made pudding, when you fell asleep on his couch after long hours of business dinners, and when you cried and sobbed in his arms over the littlest of things. oh how sincere this man looked, but you know he's making fun of your little lie. you weren't, in truth, engaged, nor married. although you tried to fight it, a deep scarlet still crawled up to the apples of your cheek. the sales representative's heels chattered again, as her delayed nods loaded furiously. upon witnessing your frown, natalie placed her hand on your elbow to lead you to the isolated room to remove the band on your finger. you heard the slow legato of victor's steps follow suit. you strongly disliked the warm feeling on your arms and cheeks when victor walked behind you. you didn't like to feel his presence. why was he still following along, was he so eager to get his ring? "give us a minute natalie, won't you?" he asks, as the three of you come to the doors of the booth. natalie's confusion is unhidden but she nods as some inexplicable commotion of understanding blooms in her eyes. you're still frozen when the glass door has been pushed open, until the warmth of victor's fingers encloses your left wrist. as the two of you sit down, you can hear his uneasy breathing, and he starts. "i didn't mean to embarrass you," he begins. you nod, responding with a little laugh, "it's okay, i wasn't planning to buy it either. i'm not actually engaged you know." you look down again, what a bright ring you think. "to be fair, me neither," he states blatantly. you raise your eyebrow, "oh really, then what's this?" you shine your crested finger into the light. "curious as ever, aren't we?" he mimics your funny look. "i heard you were coming back," you nod. "and i know we settled on odd terms," you nod. "but i wanted to be prepared." you nod, until the clarity hits. "prepared for what?" your voice pipes. of course you knew what he meant. it wasn't your first day with this simple man. his soft laughter illuminates the space between you, "you've gotten even dumber since you left, you know," "prepared for whatever business that involves diamond rings and wedding bands, silly." just like the description of the ring, the two of you were in love at first sight, but your love will last far longer for the many more sights to be shared.

| an. dearest victor, love you so so much.

** for reference, the ring in this piece is "pure emotion" from Mouawad's love story collection. i was debating between a tear-drop, emerald, or square cut, but i think emerald cut just screams victor. also contemplated between "soul of harmony" and "pure emotion", the design of soh fits victor more, though i enjoyed the description of pure emotion <3.

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You: Jimmy Lanik x Reader

Tagging: @annieradcliff @cosmic-psychickitty @daniacat

Jimmy knows that you’re an attractive woman. He’s seen the way other men look at you and he doesn’t blame them, you are beautiful. You have a way of making the people around you feel special. He knows because you’ve done it to him.

When he sees a resident make a play for you by the bar, he’s rolling his eyes. He’s not a jealous man by nature, he knows you don’t need a white knight to come and rescue you every time a guy makes a pass.  He’s secure in the relationship, there’s not a doubt in his mind that you love him as much as he loves you. However, there’s still an urge deep down inside of him, to claim you and he’s not used to feeling. He’s had a lot of that since he met you, a lot of emotional firsts.

He'd locked himself away for such a long time after the debacle with Anna, shut down parts of himself that had been ruined in the carnage of that relationship. When he met you, it was like spring was coming into bloom, he had felt himself coming back to life.

That night of the toy drive had changed everything. He didn’t believe in soul mates before he met you and he thought romance was messy. He saw the drama of it in the E.D every day, Halstead and Natalie, April and Choi, Rhodes and Ava…

He wanted no part of it.

He didn’t mind eating alone, he could sleep on whatever side of the bed he wanted and his time, it was his own. There was no one to compromise with, no sacrifices to be made, there was just him.

Then he met you and it was like a burst of colour had exploded into his life. He hadn’t realised how small his world had become. He had become so focused on his work that he’d actually stopped living. He didn’t do a lot of things before he met you.

Now he was getting tipsy on an expensive Pinot Grigio and making out on the couch until three am in the morning and teaching you ASL because you’d see him signing with his sister over Facetime and wanted to learn. You shared his passion for fine dining, trying new foods and flavours. He hadn’t shared that part of himself before, he hadn’t explored it. The two of you dined out frequently, cheese festivals, whiskey tastings, pudding clubs. It was a flurry of laughter and excellent food. He revealed to you he’d almost taken up culinary school before becoming a doctor instead. He loved to cook, but he couldn’t bake to save his life. You had laughed because you loved to bake but lived off pasta.

It was easy being with you, easier than he had thought it would be. His last relationship had been tempestuous but you, you were something else. You were happiness, you were bliss, you were everything.

Maybe that’s why he pulled you into the bathroom this time, he wanted to remind you how much he loved you, how much he cared. It was exhilarating, the feel of you pressed against him, your legs wrapped around his waist, skirt hiked up over your hips. Your fingers were in his hair as he loved you. He couldn’t get enough, he wanted to chase this feeling forever, to lose himself in the ecstasy. He’s learned your symphony, he knows when the crescendo is approaching, and he guides you over the peak, his lips on yours, drinking in your moans as you cling to him. It’s the intimacy of it all that tips him over the edge, a moment of connection in the midst of the euphoria. He’s fucked before but with you it’s different. With you he makes love. He understands that phrase now, in a way he never did previously.

He looks at you, your flushed cheeks and bright eyes and he smiles as he cradles your face in his hands because it’s you, it’s only ever been you and it will only ever be you.

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[toutsurlevin]

Un vin de la semaine craquant

Une découverte coup de cœur que ce pinot noir de Bourgogne où les vignes sont cultivées sur des plateaux de 300 à 400 mètres d’altitude. Par Natalie Richard Stéphane Murat Bourgogne Hautes-Côtes de Nuits 2020, Bourgogne France Le vignoble de Stéphane Murat surplombe la côte de Gevrey-Chambertin jusqu’au bois de Corton. Ce millésime est super harmonieux d’un nez qui “pinote” de bonheur, de cerise,…

[tayfabe75]

Swift's fanbase ("Swifties")—collectively addicted to decoding Easter eggs dropped by the musician in music videos, concerts and social media posts—leapt to decipher what the wine was, and what it could mean. It turns out it was a bottle of Gaslighter Rosé from fellow country music sensations The Chicks. Released in early 2022, Gaslighter rosé is produced by Sonoma’s Gundlach Bundschu family using Pinot Noir grapes. What has fans aflutter is the name, “Gaslighter,” referencing The Chicks’ 2020 album and its song about someone who plays mind games and psychologically manipulates another person (believed to be about singer Natalie Maines’ ex-husband).

December 1, 2023: Taylor's wine bottle is identified as The Chicks' 'Gaslighter'. (source)

November 29, 2023: Jack Antonoff posts an Instagram story clarifying that Taylor wrote and recorded 'You're Losing Me' in early December 2021, just after eating her small snack of steaming? raisins. (source)

[ereardon]

My Girl [Chapter 4][Jake "Hangman" Seresin x OC]

Summary: Jake Seresin could be the answer to all of your dating woes. He’s the full package: steady job, mature, dependable, attractive to a fault. The polar opposite of every guy your age and he’s everything you’ve ever wanted in a partner. But there’s one roadblock: he’s a single father to four-year-old Ellie. Jake is looking for a level of commitment you’re not quite sure you’re ready to give, and he’s not willing to bring someone into his daughter’s life who isn’t there for the long haul. And even if you are stepmom material, is Jake ready to let someone back in his life while still mourning the recent loss of his late wife? 

Pairing: Jake “Hangman” Seresin x OC [Lawyer Natalie West]

WC: 5.3K

Warning: Age gap, cursing, smut, mention of death

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It had been ages since you’d had a nightmare. Not since law school, maybe. Or the night before the Bar Exam. 

You still had yet to go inside of Jake’s house. He was waiting for a day when Ellie wasn’t around, or for once you had met her. You respected that it was her home and space and you didn’t want to invade that.

In the dream, the door was open and you walked right in. Every inch of wall space was covered by pictures of Jake and a woman with perfect skin, pearly white teeth, shiny hair. He looked happy in the photos. 

Happier than he had ever been with you. 

The further you walked into the house, the more the hallways stretched out and narrowed, never ending, like mirror walls of a fun house at a carnival. Sweat started to prick at the base of your neck, between your breasts, under your arms. The lighting dimmed the longer you stayed in the house until you were squinting with each step. But somehow, the photographs were bright without any background lighting. You could perfectly see Jake’s wife smiling out at you. If you looked closely, her eyes followed you as you continued, like the Mona Lisa. 

Finally, the hallway came to an end and you saw a lone figure sitting at a table, their back to you. You reached out a manicured hand to their shoulder and they turned. 

It was Jake’s wife. 

She smiled and for a moment you were still from shock. But when you tried to move, you were frozen in place. She stood up, towering over you. 

“Do you think you’ll ever be enough?” she asked quietly, her voice slicing through the air, the words dribbling down your own throat and making a home for themselves inside of you. You felt cold, and breathless. Her voice was calm. “For him? For her?”

And then you woke up. 

***

“All the files should be on my desk,” you said into the phone, pacing in front of an airport Starbucks. “ICID, that Blackstone acquisition company, the Singapore trust. They’re all there.” 

“I’m all over it,” Rebecca said and you could hear her nails clicking on her keyboard as she spoke. “Go enjoy your long weekend with your super hot boyfriend. And remember that I’m jealous and I like Pinot Noir.” 

You laughed and spotted Jake standing patiently with the bags. “Got it. Alright, if anything urgent happens just text me.” 

“It will and I won’t,” she replied.

You chuckled and ended the call, crossing the walkway area to Jake and touching his bicep lightly. “Sorry about that. You ready?” 

He smiled softly and for the hundredth time you looked back in awe of how casually beautiful he was. “Everything good at work?” 

You sighed and grabbed the suitcase from him, falling into step as you headed for your gate. “It’s chaotic, but to be expected. Becks will hold down the fort while I’m gone. Well, her and the rest of the team, but she’s the one I trust the most.” 

Jake nodded and readjusted his grip on his shoulder bag. You hadn’t pegged him for a leather messenger type of guy, but he pulled it off so easily you didn’t blink an eye. “You deserve a weekend away.” 

“I am so excited,” you replied and he gave you a brilliant grin. “I’ve never been to Napa before.” 

“You’re going to love it,” Jake murmured into your hair as he bent down to kiss your temple. 

Jake was right. You loved northern California. 

You had spent so much time in San Diego, with its blistering sun and ridiculously tanned men in swim trunks at the grocery store that Napa was a significant change of pace. 

Jake had booked tickets to the local airport and had a car waiting when you got off, directly on the tarmac. He looked relaxed behind the wheel of the Mercedes convertible sedan as the two of you whipped down quiet streets before pulling up to a gated resort. 

And even though it hadn’t been discussed beforehand, it was pretty obvious what the weekend meant. It wasn’t just your first trip away together, or your first time in wine country. 

It was very apparent the moment Jake slid the room key and opened the door to reveal the hotel suite and you walked in to see the massive king bed in the center of the room, staring back at you. 

Jake settled both suitcases against the wall, and dropped his bag, holding his hand out for your purse. Once he locked the door, he wrapped his arms around you from behind where you stood at the massive floor to ceiling windows that overlooked the vineyard below. You leaned your head back against his broad chest, breathed in his comforting scent, felt his warm hands press softly against your stomach as he nuzzled your neck. 

“I’m so happy we’re doing this,” he whispered into your neck before his lips glued themselves to your skin and you nearly forgot how to breathe, the desperate need to feel him all over you taking over the one brain cell your entire body had decided to share at that moment. 

You turned around and threaded your fingers into his golden hair, watched his eyes linger on your lips as your hips shifted forward to meet his and you felt him, hard, against your pelvis. Jake let out a small whimper as you swiveled your hips from side to side, the fabric of your jeans skimming across his chinos. “Me too,” you said quietly, looking up at him with a shy smile. 

Jake growled, one hand pressed tightly against your lower back, the other cupping your neck and pulling you in for a kiss. It was deep and warm, Jake’s tongue pushing into your mouth. There was an air of desperation, and when he pulled away you felt like panting. 

“Shit,” he muttered quietly, running one hand through his hair. “We gotta get out of this room or else I’m never going to take my hands off of you.” 

“What if I don’t want you to take your hands off of me,” you whispered and he groaned. 

“Honey, you’re killing me. I want that, trust me. But you deserve the full Napa experience. Which starts with an amazing dinner in,” he looked down at his watch, “thirty minutes. So we should get ready.” 

You nodded, bending over to unzip the suitcase and behind you Jake groaned again, causing you to laugh. “Look away!” 

He tossed his hands up in the air. “Alright, alright. I’m going to take a quick shower. Saves me from the unbearableness of seeing you strip down to change.” 

You gave him a smirk and he padded off to the bathroom. When he emerged ten minutes later, you slid past him carrying a dress and heels and a makeup bag. Jake’s fingers grazed your arm, sending a shiver down your spine. 

“Holy shit,” Jake said, standing up from where he had been lounging on the edge of the bed, as you exited the large bathroom. “You look phenomenal.” 

Giving him a smile, you turned around. “Can you zip me up please?” 

Jake stepped forward, fingers coming out to grip the zipper of your green satin dress, pulling it up slowly, cinching in the tight fabric to your curves. You spun around, Jake’s eyes sliding over your body from your head, past the plunging dress neckline, down to your Jimmy Choo heels. 

“Well?” You asked. 

He shook his head. “No words.” 

You laughed, reaching down for your clutch and then out for his hand. “Come on, then. I’m starving.” 

He was perfect. So perfect, you wanted to look for red flags but you couldn’t find any. 

Not when he wordlessly switched your entrees because he could tell you liked his more. Not when he ordered four desserts because you couldn’t choose. Not when you went to use the bathroom and he stood up politely as you left the table, something you had only ever seen gentlemen do in black and white movies. 

There was nothing wrong with Jake as his warm fingers dug into your lower back guiding you into the car. Or when his lips brushed yours for a moment as he pinned you against the wall of the hotel archway near the side entrance as you walked up to your room. 

It took everything in your power not to moan as he dipped his head and pressed his lips to the delicate skin beneath your ear, one hand curving around to grab your ass. 

Jake pushed open the door to the hotel suite and gave you a soft smile. 

You tossed your purse onto the heap of open luggage, noting that Jake’s pieces were carefully packed up while yours were strewn about. You wondered if that bothered him. 

Sitting down on the desk chair, you pulled off your heels and set them gently next to Jake’s sneakers from earlier. He crossed the room and shoved his hands in his pockets, looking out of place. You could tell the wheels were churning in his head. 

“Jake?” Your voice was light and his ears perked up. “Are you OK?” 

He nodded. Part of you expected him to take a seat but he simply stood in the middle of the room, exuding a nervous energy. “Yeah, sweetheart, I am.” 

You shook your head, standing up and running your hands down his arms, knotting your fingers together before looking up at his handsome face. “You’re nervous, aren’t you?” 

He nodded again and you gave him a small smile. 

“That’s OK. We can take it slow. Watch a movie if you want. Or maybe you can read to me from that boring book you brought.”

That made him laugh. You had jokingly mocked the tome he had opened up on the hour and a half flight, a literal Dickens novel. Jake let your fingers slide from his, reaching up and pushing the hair from your face. “You are so beautiful,” he murmured. “So absolutely beautiful.” 

You pushed him lightly backwards until his knees hit the bed and he sat. You slotted in between his legs, and felt Jake’s hands come to your waist. Running your fingers through his hair, you bent down and whispered in his ear. “Unzip me please.” And then you spun around, pulled your curled hair out of the way and let Jake undo the zipper. When you turned back around, you pulled each strap down slowly, shimmying it over your hips and stepping out of the dress to reveal a lacy black bra and matching thong. Jake let out an audible grunt and he leaned forward automatically, grabbing your sides and pressing a kiss to the inch of abdomen above your underwear line. 

Jake pulled you onto his lap, straddling him, and you felt how hard he was already as you pushed down against him. His lips were all over your collarbone and neck, and you tossed your head back, basking in how good it felt to be touched by him. Jake nudged the strap of your bra down on one side, freeing your breast and taking it in his mouth, sucking hard which caused you to moan, wetness pooling between your legs. His tongue flicked you over and over, the other hand grabbing your covered breast. 

Before you realized it, he had undone the clasp of your bra and tossed it across the floor, alternating kisses across your chest, hands warm on your bare back as he pulled you in closer. “Jake,” you gasped against him and he pulled away, looking up at you. His eyes were feverish. Darkened with lust, his lips plump, that small degree of stubble burning your skin in the most unbelievably filthy way. “Please, I need you.” 

Your fingers tugged at his shirt, undoing the buttons clumsily and he reached out to help, pulling his shirt off seamlessly to reveal his toned, golden abdomen. You rolled off him and onto the bed and watched as he stood, taking off his pants leaving just a pair of tight black boxer briefs. Even though you had seen him naked from the waist down before, his size, even covered by the briefs, made your eyes boggle. 

Jake climbed up to where you laid on the bed, skimmed a hand lightly down your side, making you shiver. He leaned down and pressed his lips to just above your belly button, one hand flattened against your hip. 

“Can I?” He whispered quietly and you looked down, unable to hear him clearly. 

“What?” 

“Can I eat you out?” He asked and you saw a blush creep onto his cheeks. It was so endearing from someone so attractive, his eagerness to please, his ability to embarrass. 

“God, yes,” you muttered and in an instant, he was between your legs, pulling your panties off, leaving sloppy kisses up your thighs from your knees until you felt him wedge your legs apart. For a moment, he was silent, immobile. You looked down to see him staring at you, and when he raised his eyes to yours, you swear you saw a twinkle. 

And then he leaned down and licked a pathway up your seam up to your clit and you had to stop yourself from crying out. Jake was on a mission between your legs and you had the fleeting thought that he must be very good at his real job if he was this detail oriented and thorough in bed. He needed zero instruction. Your back arched off the bed as he swirled his tongue over your clit, one thick finger probing at your entrance before slowly pushing in. It was a tight fit, and you heard him choke out a pained, “Fuck,” as you whimpered while he slowly pressed inside of you. “Yes, baby,” he murmured, “taking it so well. You’re such a good girl for me.” 

You couldn’t stop the moans as he began to pump his finger expertly inside of you, curling the tip up just right as his tongue parted your folds and circled your clit. Jake added another finger, slowly, and you winced at the pain, but your hips bucked up against his face, practically begging for more. “God, Jake, yes, just like that,” you screamed as he pumped faster, the wet sloppy sounds of your desperation filling the room. Jake’s other hand held your hips down as your breath caught in your throat, white spots forming in your vision. 

“Please, baby girl,” he muttered against your core. “Cum for me.” 

That was all you needed to break around his fingers and across his mouth, a strangled cry ripped from your throat, your hips pressed up as Jake pumped his fingers diligently, tongue flicking against your swollen clit as you rode out your orgasm until it was too much, too sensitive, and he pulled away. His lips glistened and he wiped them before sitting on his knees between your legs, a small wet patch forming on his boxers where he was leaking precum, cock impossibly hard and straining against the fabric. Jake’s hands were warm on your legs, and he looked up. 

“Are you OK?” he asked delicately and you nodded, chest heaving. “Your legs are shaking.” 

You chuckled. “Stop bragging.” 

He laughed and stroked his fingers down your thighs a few times, reassuringly. “But you’re alright?” he asked again and this time there was a vulnerability that hadn’t been there before. 

“Jake,” you said quietly. “You’re amazing. Don’t worry about me, OK? I’m having a great time. Now come here.” 

You held out your arms and Jake laid down next to you, his arm heavy across your chest. You reached out to kiss his lips, tasting yourself on him, one hand trailing down to touch him. He was hard, and he hissed when your fingers stroked him over the boxers. 

“Take these off,” you murmured. He hooked a finger underneath the waistband of the underwear and pulled them down, freeing his cock and you could feel the hard, wet tip as it rubbed against your hip. “Tell me what you want, baby.” 

“Want you,” he muttered against your shoulder, lips kissing across your skin. 

“You have me,” you replied softly. Jake looked up, eyes dark and searching yours. 

“I brought condoms if we want to use them.” 

You nodded. “I got tested since my last partner, and I’m on the pill, but it’s up to you. I trust you.” 

“Well you know my history,” he said quietly. 

“I’m OK with it if you are,” you said. “I’d like to feel you.” 

Jake grunted and you felt him roll on top of you, hands spread across your hip bones, one thumb grazing over your still swollen clit. You drew in a sharp breath and Jake grabbed his cock with one hand, pumping himself slowly as he looked down. 

“Please, baby,” you whined below him. “Need you now.” 

Jake slid the tip through your wet folds, moaning at the noise it made in the quiet room. You shifted, hiking your hips up in an angle, and felt the thick head of his cock push at your entrance. With a slow breath, Jake hitched forward, pushing himself inside. “Holy shit,” he groaned, inching deeper. He was thick and you hissed as he worked his way inside of you. “Fuck, Nat, you’re so tight. Feel so fucking good, Jesus.” 

Jake was a whining mess by the time he bottomed out inside of you, holding himself up by his forearms, his head dipped low into your shoulder. You wrapped your legs around his waist, pulling him in deeper, and he swore under his breath before starting to roll his hips into you, setting a brutal pace, leaving you gasping beneath him. Almost immediately he hit that spot inside of you that made your insides coil and you let out a string of moans as Jake continued to thrust. 

“God, I’m close,” he whispered, his voice ragged. “Where should I cum?” 

You tightened your legs around his waist, crossing your ankles over each other on his lower back. “Inside of me.” 

“Fuck.” Jake locked his eyes on yours, pushing himself up a little bit higher so he could watch as his thrusts made your breasts bounce. You felt his hips stutter a little, and knew his orgasm was approaching by the way he sloppily continued to fuck into you. “God, baby, yes, holy shit you feel so good, gonna make me cum.” 

“Please, Jake,” you moaned, head tilted to the side and you heard Jake cry out as he spilled inside of you, shallowly pumping three more times before collapsing against your chest, sweat dampening the edges of his hair near his forehead. Slowly, he pulled out and you winced. He got up and returned from the bathroom with a warm wet cloth, cleaning between your legs, before returning to the bed, pulling you into his arms. 

Your hand grabbed his neck as he reached down to kiss you. When you broke apart, you snuggled into Jake’s side, his arm slung around you, your hand on his chest, one leg tossed over his. “Doing OK, honey?” he asked. 

“I should be asking you that,” you said softly. “Are you OK? I know it’s the first time since…” You trailed off. 

Jake sucked in a deep breath. “It had to happen at some point. And I’m glad it was with you.” Jake looked down at you, one hand brushing over your hair softly. “You’re not a rebound, Natalie. I hope you know that. I’m serious about you.” 

Despite the fact that it was what you wanted to hear, there was still a part of you that balked at his words. Somewhere, deep down, you were worried about getting tied up in something so serious, so quickly. But you swallowed it down and simply kissed the smooth skin of his bare chest, tightened your grip on him. “I’m glad.” 

You fell asleep in Jake’s arms. He felt safer than anything you had ever known. 

***

“I’d like you to meet my friends,” Jake blurted out. You froze, phone sitting on speaker on the kitchen counter as you ate pickles straight out of the jar. 

“Um…”

“It’s Bob’s birthday tomorrow and we’re having a little party,” he added quickly and you heard that vulnerability creep into his voice again. “Nothing huge, just the team. They’re kind of my family now.” There was a lump in his throat, you could hear it even over the phone. “I’d really like for them to meet you.” 

“Of course,” you murmured, closing the pickle jar. “What time?” 

That’s how you found yourself standing on the doorstep of a small bungalow holding a birthday gift on Friday night. 

You had called Jake earlier to apologize that you’d be late. A last minute contract error had sent the team spiraling, and you only had enough time to rush home and change and grab the gift from where you had left it in the entryway and speed to the address Jake had texted you. 

You were still forty-five minutes late. 

Your hand shook as you reached out and rang the doorbell, smoothing down the off the shoulder top you wore with a pair of jeans and chunky heels. Jake hadn’t specified a dress code. 

The door swung open and a tall guy with a mustache answered. His mouth curved up into a smile. “Well hello there,” he drawled. “You must be Natalie.” 

You nodded and he stepped back, opening the door wider and letting you in. 

“Hangman wasn’t kidding,” he said as he shut the door. “You really are out of his league.” 

You chuckled. “Sorry, I didn’t catch your name.”

He held out a large hand for a shake. “Rooster, but you can call me Bradley.” 

“Bradley it is.” 

He gave you a dazzling smile. “Everyone’s out back with the birthday boy. Follow me.” 

Bradley led you down a narrow hallway toward the back of the house and as you entered the kitchen you could hear music playing outside. He slid open a pair of glass doors and called out into the yard where a small group was crowded around a few tables covered in food, string lights crossing low above the adjacent seating area. 

“Hangman, get your ass over here or I’m going to steal your girlfriend!” 

You laughed and watched Jake’s head swivel around from where he stood, a smile glued to his face as he dropped mid-conversation and quickly made his way toward you. He clapped Bradley on the shoulder. “Get your own girl, Bradshaw,” he said. He leaned down and pressed his lips to yours. “Hey honey.” 

“Where should I put this?” You held out the gift. Jake took it from you and placed it on a nearby table before putting his hand on your lower back. 

“I want to introduce you to everyone,” he said, nudging you forward toward the group. “Guys, this is Natalie.” 

You looked around. There was Bradley smirking into a beer bottle. A cute dirty blond with glasses, a beautiful brunette in a simple blue dress, a tall black guy with ridiculously chilled cheekbones, one shorter guy with a buzz cut, another taller one with a mustache, and a few others milling around behind the main group. “Hi,” you said softly, raising a hand, feeling a blush creep up on your neck. “So sorry I’m late.” 

The brunette gave you a once over before smiling. “I’m Phoenix, or Natasha, whatever you prefer.” 

You smiled, Jake’s hand still warm on your back. 

“I’m Coyote,” cheekbones said, stepping forward and kissing your cheek. 

“Payback,” said the other mustache, holding out a hand for a shake. 

“Fanboy.” Short buzzcut leaned forward and kissed your cheek as well. 

“And this is the birthday boy,” Bradley said, placing his hand firmly on the shoulder of the guy with glasses, who blushed. 

“Bob,” he said quietly and you stepped forward, giving him a hug. He put his arms around you awkwardly. 

“Happy Birthday, Bob,” you replied, pulling away. “So sorry I’m so late, and crashing your party.” 

He smiled softly and it was endearing. “No worries. Jake’s said a lot about you, we’re all very glad to have you here.”

“Oh you have, have you?” you murmured, looking up at Jake with a smirk. He smiled down at you. 

“Of course I have,” he replied. “Now that you’re introduced, let me get you a drink. Wine?” 

You nodded and he stepped away toward the house, edging open the sliding door. 

Turning back to the team, you watched their eyes land on you. They were friendly, but you knew what an attack position looked like. Jake was their person, and you were the outsider. 

“So, Natalie, Jake tells us you’re a lawyer,” Phoenix said. “How do you like it?” 

You shrugged. “Even lawyers hate lawyers.” That got a few laughs and you watched the group soften slightly. “But it’s not all that bad. Except for nights like tonight when I actually want to get somewhere on time but of course, something has to come up.” 

The team nodded. 

“Jake doesn’t talk about his job much,” you said. “Are you all pilots?”

“Aviators, ma’am,” Payback corrected. 

“Aviators,” you repeated. 

“Ignore him,” Fanboy rolled his eyes. “It’s the same thing.”

“Is not!”  

“We’re all at Top Gun together,” Phoenix added and from her tone you could tell she was a natural leader. “Have been for about six years now.”

“And you’re all instructors?”

The team shook their heads. “Jake’s the only instructor,” Phoenix said softly. “Been that way since Lizzie. He just couldn’t afford to leave Ellie alone for long periods of time, you know? This job, it’s not exactly family friendly.” 

There was something in the way they all looked when she said it. You could tell the impact of her death was still fresh to them. 

Jake emerged from the house and rejoined the group. You took the wine glass, thankful for the distraction. 

“Mind if I steal her for a minute?” he asked and the team murmured agreements, Jake’s hand already steering you toward a tree with string lights near the edge of the fence. “Thanks for coming,” he whispered. 

You leaned in for a kiss. “Thanks for inviting me. Sorry again that I’m late.” 

“Don’t worry about it,” Jake replied, gazing over at the group. “They’re good people.”

“I can tell after five minutes that they care about you a lot,” you said. “I hope I don’t disappoint.” 

Jake turned to you, one hand coming out to stroke your cheek. “Honey, you could never disappoint. They’re going to love you.” 

As the night wore on, you got more comfortable. Jake held you in his lap as the team shared embarrassing stories from their years together. You laughed and clapped as Bob blew out the candles on his cake, Payback and Fanboy rushing to smush his face into the frosting much to his dismay. Everyone was nice and easy going, and you could see why Jake liked them so much. He was a more casual, confident version of himself around them. It felt like there were no secrets, that he could just be himself. 

It was dark, and Jake had gone inside to check on the babysitter with Ellie, leaving you sitting next to the fire pit. There was a warm hand on your shoulder, and then Bradley appeared off to the side. 

“Mind if I sit with you?” 

“Please.”

He took a seat next to you, his handsome face glowing near the fire. Despite only knowing him for a few hours, the moments of silence before Bradley spoke again were not uncomfortable. “Did Hangman ever tell you that he and I used to be enemies?”

“Oh really?” you asked. 

He chuckled. “That’s a strong word I guess. Maybe just say we didn’t get along. But yeah, we were kind of on the outs. And then there was a really big mission a few years back, right after Ellie was born.” Bradley took a sip of his drink before continuing. “One of those types of missions where we thought someone wasn’t coming home. And in the end, that someone was me.” 

He stopped talking and you saw the pain across his face. You couldn’t help yourself — you reached out and laid one hand on his where it sat on the armrest of his chair. 

“I was out of weapons with someone right on my ass. And for the first time, I seriously considered what it would be like to die.” 

Your thumb brushed across his hand gently before giving him a squeeze and pulling away. Bradley smiled softly. 

“They almost had me in lock, I saw the smoke from their guns headed toward me. And then there was Hangman. He came in from behind and took them out. Saved my life.” He looked up. “He risked everything to come out there and rescue me. Ellie was three weeks old at that point. He had so much to lose, way more than I did.” 

“He never told me,” you whispered softly, looking out at where you could faintly see Jake pacing on the phone inside the house. “But that sounds like Jake.”

Bradley nodded. “He’s different now. Becoming a dad made him like that.” There was a pause. “She made him like that.” You knew he was talking about Lizzie.

“What was she like?” you asked, and you regretted it the moment it slipped out of your mouth. Jake didn’t tell you much about Lizzie on purpose. They were his memories. His remembrances. It was his choice to share those with you. 

“Lizzie was great,” Bradley said softly. “Beautiful. Smart. Generous. Always let one of our drunk asses stay at their house when we got a little too loaded. She was the mother of our group, quite literally. She was good for him. He needed her.” He stopped and looked at you. “She needed him, too.” 

You nodded. “I know I’m young,” you murmured. “You guys probably think I’m too young for him. But I really care about Jake. A lot. He means something to me.” 

“Did he tell you I’m Ellie’s godfather?”

You shook your head. 

“He asked me a few weeks after that mission I told you about. It’s something I take pretty seriously. That little girl, she’s my world, too. She’s really something.” 

“The way he talks about her. She sounds magical.” Bradley’s face lit up. “I’m not a parent. But she is special. Makes me feel like I’m part of something that’s more than just myself.” 

The two of you were silent for a moment. Maybe it was the wine, or the darkness that existed outside of the immediate proximity to the fire. Perhaps it was the fact that Bradley seemed like the kind of guy who wouldn’t hold something against you. Either way, you opened your mouth. “I’m scared,” you said quietly. “That I’m not ready to be someone’s step mom. I don’t know anything about kids. What if she doesn’t like me? What if she doesn’t trust me? Or worse, what if he doesn’t trust me with her?” 

Bradley’s chocolatey eyes locked onto your own. “No one is going to replace her mom. All she needs is someone who loves her.” 

He paused and looked up. Jake was edging open the sliding door. Your time with Bradley was rapidly coming to a close. 

“That’s all he needs, too. Someone who loves him.” Bradley’s voice grew quiet. “Someone who is going to stick around.” 

A/N: Next chapter we'll get another Napa section (it was just getting too long!) and then we will FINALLY meet Ellie!

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[thetigarchives]

THE TIG ARCHIVES│TRAVEL│INSIDER’S GUIDE TO TORONTO

“With the Toronto International Film Festival in full effect, it seemed only right to share some of my favorite finds from this new home of mine. We have been filming Suits in Toronto for 4 seasons now, which means four years of getting to know this city. Domaine was kind enough to ask for my favorite finds, and now I am sharing them with you along with a couple of new additions. Here is my Insider’s Guide to Toronto, where the people are friendly, the streets are clean, the food is damn good, and where I found my happiness. Sounds like a pretty good place, eh?”

EAT

The Harbord Room - "Hands-down my absolute favorite restaurant in Toronto and beyond. The food is just perfect, whether you’re craving a crudo plate, a seasonal pasta dish laced with ramps, pesto and a whole lotta love, or the absolute best burger you’ve ever had. My friend, Natalie, brought me here years ago for the burger (with fries and a bottle of pinot noir), and it remains my most-craved meal. Just go. This one’s a no-brainer.”

Bestellen - "This is a comfortable space with a concise and absolutely delicious menu. I go for the côte de boeuf (all sourced by my favorite meat purveyor in the region, Cumbrae‘s), relaxed vibe, and great service. Also, they have an open kitchen, which I’m a sucker for, and a great table in the back that would be perfect for a small celebration."

Bar Isabel - "I used to live in Madrid, so my love for Spanish cuisine runs deep. Bar Isabel has a beautiful space with Andalucian tiles that reminds me of long weekends in Seville. Order the ceviche, and if you’re a fan of octopus, definitely go for that; it is served whole, with garlicky potatoes that will make you want to fall into a blissful carb coma."

Terroni - "A go-to and a standby. There are three locations in Toronto (go to the flagship on Queen Street where the service is relaxed but super accommodating) and the vibe is always chill. Their pastas have the perfect bite and the mains are great — order both with a bottle (or carafe) of wine. It’s a solid bet for an easy weeknight (or weekend) dinner."

Fresh – "All LA transplants who moved to Toronto for filming told me that Fresh would be my saving grace – the clean eats and yummy vegan fare would remind me of home. They were certainly correct.  Whether it’s a fresh juice, the green goddess bowl with extra broccoli, the quinoa onion rings or the all star salad, I could easily eat here every single day and my tastebuds would never get bored. Oh! And if you’re a fan of hot sauce, make sure you get some of their scotch bonnet based heat they put on the table. I am certifiably obsessed with it."

Almond Butterfly – “A new gluten free bakery that has the most delicious bites and amazing espresso.  My favs are the banana bread (how is it so moist?!), the chocolate chip cookies, and the date squares. Cupcakes are plentiful, flavors change often, and it’s a solid spot to pop in for some yummy treats in a jewel box space.”

Cocktail Bar - “I’ve loved this teeny tiny space for a few years. They don’t serve any drinks with vodka, which I both love and hate all at the same time, but the fact of the matter is they don’t need it. The drinks are solid, and the mixologists are as friendly as they come. Ask for Travis."

Rasa - "This place just opened, and I am head over heels for the space. It feels like New York City to me, with a warm feeling that hugs you when you walk in the door, inviting you to stay. Great vibe, adventurous menu, and a top-notch cocktail and wine list. Highly recommended for a nightcap."

STAY

The Shangri La - "Oh, how I adore this hotel. The staff is top notch and the amenities are sublime – from the gym with infrared sauna to the awesome spa with private hammam. This will also be a hot spot for star sighting as it is next door to Soho House, the place to be for parties during TIFF."

SHOP

Cabaret Vintage - "Head here for perfect vintage finds and a staff that makes you feel as precious as a Georgia peach. I go in weekly for inspiration and little additions to my closet."

6 by Gee Beauty - "This is my favorite store for a curated selection of clothes, gifts, jewelry and fragrance. Think Assouline coffee table books, Aviator Nation frocks, and Le Labo, all within the shop that is likely smaller than your bedroom. I love that you don’t have to pilfer through racks, and I always find something I love either for myself or my girlfriends."

The Room at Hudson’s Bay - "This shop features a bespoke mix of the best niche designers. Think Wes Gordon, Giambattista Valli, and Prabal Gurung. It’s cutting-edge and classic all at the same time."

Holt Renfrew - "The ultimate luxury Canadian department store. Go for the shoe department and ready-to-wear collections, and take a mini hiatus to have a glass of bubbles and salad at the store’s lovely restaurant. You can find incredible Canadian designers within these walls; get a gift for everyone back home."

FROLIC

Kensington Market - "A local mecca for all things food and fun is several blocks of fishmongers, meat purveyors, mom-and-pop veggie stands, juice bars, and fantastic hole-in-the-wall restaurants. Throughout the summer the market has pedestrian Sundays where no cars can pass through it, and it feels like one big block party: bands performing, the smells of every exotic cuisine wafting in the air, and a relaxed vibe that makes you feel that Sunday kinda love. You can see my favorite gems within Kensington on the feature I did with Holts Muse."

Trinity Bellwoods Park - "I call this hipsters’ paradise. It’s a massive park with a huge dog run in the middle, which is ideal for my super active dog, Bogart. But beyond the normal park humdrum (tennis courts and softball field), you’ll see people set up stands for the likes of free hugs, yoga in the park, dance classes, and performance art. It’s really the mecca for meeting up with friends, throwing a frisbee until day turns to night, and listening to the ambient beat of bongo drums from another end of the park."

- Meghan Markle, September 2014

The Harbord Room and Bestellen are now permanently closed. 

[talkfastromance4]

Love drunk sos soooooo much!! What about reader getting drunk and when a friend brings her back home to cal hes obviously taking care of her and all and then she just blurts out that she does want to have babies with him even though they both agreed not to for the next 5 years or so and she just says how she cant wait and Cal is confused but in the morning he asks her if she really meant it (its up to you If she really did or not lolz) (-;

thank you so much bb! i’m so happy you all like drunk!sos :) this will be in cal’s POV______

Calum stayed home while you went to a wine fest with your best friend that started at 7 pm and when you got home by 12:30, with the loud noises you and your friend were making he could totally tell you were wine drunk.

He helps taking your purse and things while you two are giggling and laughing about who knows what. 

“You got a ride home or do you need to crash here?” Calum asks your friend as you try to climb up his body.

“I had Kyle come pick us up, he’s outside. Have fun,” she snickers then leaves.

“All right Pinot drunko,” Calum teases using his strong arms to keep you from climbing on him, “let’s get you into bed. You’re gonna have such a headache tomorrow, doll.”

“I like when you call me that,” you give him a loopy smile. “Hey Cally, guess what.”

“What?”

“Natalie’s sister is pregnant, isn’t that so sweet? A little baby,” you pout with bi doe eyes.

“Yeah that’s great, baby. I’m happy for them,” he kisses your head helping you undress.

“I want a baby,” you mumble and Calum is taken aback. Did he hear you correctly?

“What?” he asks leaning closer.

“Baby! I want a baby, Cal!” You whine falling onto your bed. “With your nose and cheeks and dark hair. She’d be beautiful like you. And I know. . . I know, I know we said not for a long time but I’m ticking away! I don’t want to be an old mom! I wanna be a cool mom.”

You giggle then at your Mean Girls reference then sigh happily as you snuggle into the pillows. 

“You told me you want to travel the world with me first,” Calum brushes your hair from your face.

“Who needs the world when I have you?” 

***

The next morning Calum brings you coffee in bed with some toast and ibuprofen and a question that’s been burning in him for the last 24 hours. He watches you drink and eat in silence, trying to figure out how to ask you.

“Thank you,” you say.

“Do you really want to have a baby now?” he blurts out and your eyes widen.

“What? I didn’t--ohh no,” you groan hiding your face behind your hands. “Cal, I’m sorry. I just got baby fever, if you don’t want kids right now then it’s okay we’ve got plenty of--”

“I do want a baby,” he interrupts you.

“What?”

He scoots closer to you holding your hands. “I couldn’t stop thinking about what you said, having a little girl it just . . . I can’t get the image out of my mind. Having a baby with you? I want it. A lot more than I thought.”

“Really?” You smile happily and he nods. You launch yourself at him attacking him with a kiss.

He falls back on the bed, laughing underneath you. 

“We can start now, if you want,” he hints thin flips you over pressing his mouth to your neck.________

@galcalirwin @cashtonasff5sos @wokeupinjapanisabop @myloverboyash @rotten-kandy @tea4sykes @jannimoeller3

[gimme-a-chocolate]

I was tagged by my lovely friend Hannah @cuddlybitch ​😍😍😍

1. What is the color of your hairbrush? I only use a comb and it’s kind of light brown/beige

2. Name a food you never eat omg it has to be raisins lol

3. Are you typically too warm or too cold? Too warm

4. What were you doing 45 minutes ago? Watching a kdrama as usual lol 

5. What’s your favorite candy bar? Twix

6. Have you ever been to a professional sports game? I’ve seen the NY Rangers hockey and an Oakland A’s game :D

7. What is the last thing you said out loud? Lol asking when we’re gonna have pumpkin pie

8. What is your favourite ice cream? Chocolate chip cookie dough until I discovered Jeni’s Gooey Butter cake!!

9. What was the last thing you had to drink? Pinot noir lol

10. Do you like your wallet? It’s tiny but I like it!

11. What is the last thing you ate? Turkey, gravy, mashed potatoes, stuffing and brussel sprouts with bacon :D

12. Did you buy any new clothes last weekend? No lol

13. What’s the last sporting event you watched? Hm I can’t remember?

14. What is your favorite flavor of popcorn? Caramel corn or sour cream and onion

15. Who is the last person you sent a text message to? My family group chat

16. Ever been camping? Yes lol 

17. Do you take vitamins? No but should li?

18. Do you regularly attend a place of worship?  No

19. Do you have a tan? Yes, I have a natural tan

20. Do you prefer chinese or pizza? Pizza!

21. Do you drink your soda through a straw? Sometimes ? but not always

22. What color socks do you usually wear? Pink or grey and only when sleeping :D

23. Do you ever drive above the speed limit? Yes lol

24. What terrifies you? The thought of being without a home :/

25. Look to your left, what do you see? My front door

26. What chore do you hate most? Cleaning the toilet

27. What do you think of when you hear an Australian accent?  A friend i woked at a summer camp with named natalie

28. What’s your favorite soda? Not a big fan of soda

29. Do you go in a fast food place or just hit the drive thru? Drive through with covid lol

30. What’s your favorite number? 7

31. Who’s the last person you talked to? My sister

32. Favorite meat? Pork, specifically pork belly

33. Last song you listened to?  Not sure? Maybe a song from Father is Strange but idk the name of it

34. Last book you read? I read like 2 chapters of white fragility til it bugged me to no end and I had to drop it (it was geared towards white audiences and made huge generalizations)

35. Favorite day of the week? Friday

36. Can you say the alphabet backwards? Sometimes lol

37. How do you like your coffee? Not a big fan of coffee :/

38. Favorite pair of shoes? My ankle boots

39. Time you normally get up? 6am :/

40. What do you prefer, sunrise or sunsets? sunrise

41. How many blankets on your bed? None – just a duvet cover

42. Describe your kitchen plates – some are pink striped but others are solid turquoise

43. Describe your kitchen at the moment A mess because we just cooked Thanksgiving dinner lol

44. Do you have a favorite alcoholic drink? Pinot noir!

45. Do you play cards? Not really

46. What color is your car? Bronze

47. Can you change a tire? No :/

48. Your favorite state or province? I guess California? I can’t imagine living anywhere else

49. Favorite job you’ve had? The one I have now I guess lol because I have a lot of autonomy

thanks hannah this was fun! Tagging @liveasbutterflies, @dohyunsoo, @koreandragon, @musicdramalove, @mercurialhigh, @kojiseok, @seongwu.

[alleiradayne]

Slip of the Lip

Summary: Dean buys some cheap box wine and chocolates to help Elizabeth relax. Square Filled: In Vino Veritas Warnings/Tags: Floofs and alcohol consumption Characters/Pairings: Dean Winchester/Elizabeth Andersson Word Count: 1,184 A/N: For @spnfluffbingo2019​, this fills the square In Vino Veritas. Thank you, as always, to @atc74​ for beta’ing. Song: Slip of the Lip by Ratt 

“You bought box wine?”

Dean beamed his winning smile, the one he knew she could hardly resist, as he set his spoils of adventure to the grocery store on the war table. “I know you too well.”

Elizabeth pulled the box across the table and tapped it. “Pinot. You do.”

From the grocery bag, he dug out a bag of chocolates as well. “These are for—”

“Right now?”

He laughed as he leaned against the table and tossed the bag in the middle. “Sure. Why not.”

Her long arms reached, and she snatched the bag of chocolates. “So, did I do something good? Am I finally meeting your standards?”

Dean tasted the sarcasm dripping from her voice. “Nah, no reason.” When she raised a crooked brow, he backtracked. “You’ve never not met my standards, Liz. Hunting with you has been…”

She stood and rounded the table to stand before him, toe to toe, as she popped an unwrapped chocolate into her mouth. “Challenging?”

Dean licked his lips. “Pleasurable.”

There. That ought to give her something to think about. Though she said nothing, her wide hazel eyes bored into his, searching, but for what Dean was unsure. In one breath, her stony glare softened, and she leaned into him. More than ready, Dean moved to embrace her, only for Elizabeth to sidestep him for the kitchen.

“Do we even have wine glasses?”

He reached for her intent on telling her where she might find wine glasses, but when his fingers wrapped around her wrist, he felt her racing pulse, and Elizabeth stopped dead in her tracks. Silence stretched the seconds of their connection, the passage of time marked only by the clock on the nearby wall. And in that moment of unbalance, she fell back into him, into his ready arms, and he held against his chest. Again, she stared, head-on, without reservation. He wondered what it was she sought in his gaze, and what she actually found, if anything. The truth? That their night in the Impala had meant more to him than either of them had initially thought?

Her rosy cheeks flushed so pink, Dean wondered if it hurt. She had learned something. Something salacious enough that she licked her lips and looked at his. So, like a moth drawn to the flame, Dean leaned in ever so slowly, but in a sudden flurry of limbs, Elizabeth sidestepped him again.

“There should be two glasses in the liquor cabinet in the library,” he muttered.

“Oh,” she started as she turned to look. “Okay. I’ll… go grab a couple.”

He slumped into his chair at the war table and flipped the pages of a book without any intention to read. When Elizabeth returned, he poured them each a generous glass and handed one to her.

Bright pink lips pressed to the rim of the glass as she swallowed a large gulp. Dean did his best to follow suit, but wine never did much for him. At least not on its own. Maybe with a meal. But even then, he rarely ate a meal that called for wine pairings. Grills and beer and whiskey. And the occasional scotch when they could afford it. Dean’s pallet required little else.

“So, you never said why you got the box of wine,” Elizabeth said. “I know you don’t drink wine.”

Dean shrugged. “I can’t get my friend a box of cheap wine?”

“Not if you know your friend loves cheap box wine. And chocolate,” she said as she unwrapped another piece and popped it into her mouth.

“I just thought you’d appreciate it,” he said. “We’ve been working really hard, you’re stressed. I wanted to help you relax.”

Her coy smirk softened and turned into a sort of frown. “Oh,” she said as she looked into her glass. “That was… very thoughtful of you.”

“Why?” Dean asked. “Did you think I was trying to get into your pants or something?”

Elizabeth flashed a grimace at that. “No.” She scoffed. “No way.” She shook her head. “I mean, if you wanted that, you’d just proposition me. Like last time. Right?”

As much as he wished he preferred her casual nature about whatever sort of relationship they had, a sinking sensation filled the pit of Dean’s stomach. Something had changed over the last few months hunting with Elizabeth and her friend Natalie. Except he couldn’t put his finger on it. And the longer Dean thought, the more distant he grew as they talked and drank, his skin prickling with gooseflesh and his feet running cold.

Hours disappeared in the blink of an eye when Dean poured out the last of the box into her glass, and Elizabeth struggled to take it from him.

“I swear, I’m not drunk,” she professed as she stood.

Though her speech was clear, her typically dexterous hands fumbled at everything. “Yeah,” Dean agreed as he lurched from his chair. “Me neither.”

“But I think I’m gonna finish this in the tub,” she said as she hefted her glass. “Thanks for the wine and chocolate and good conversation. I needed a break.”

“Can I join you?”

The words were out of his mouth before he thought to even speak them. And Elizabeth, with her flushed cheeks and heavily lidded eyes, smiled. “Whatever happened to being just friends?”

Focused steps rounded the table as Dean shuffled to her. “Friends can sing Endless Love in the dark.”

Her bright laughter filled the war room, lilting as it faded. “Oh, that… that was good,” she said as she wiped a tear from her cheek. “I haven’t laughed that hard in a while.”

He smiled at that. “I love hearing you laugh.”

So close, red wine stained her perfect lips, and Dean did his best to resist every urge in his body to do something about it. But his eyes gave him away, he knew. Elizabeth licked her lips clean as she spoke.

“I love you—”

Her voice caught in her throat as she stuttered and gaped. He had misheard her. Yes. That had to be it. Or she was joking. Her wide-eyed shock and hand covering her gaping mouth could mean nothing else.

“I mean, I love it when you make me laugh.”

Boldness. Go big or go home. Dean wrapped an arm around her waist and pressed his hand to the small of her back. She eased into him as she smoothed her hand up his chest and over his shoulder to rest at the back of his neck. When she settled flush against him, he asked. “Are you sure you didn’t mean it?”

Her lips pressed to his for the most tender kiss that had ever graced his flesh. Gentle passes of her tongue teased at his, and Dean submitted to her every move, pliable and anxious for more. Indiscernible seconds passed as he drowned in her presence, pulled beneath the current by her duplicitous undertow.

At long last, they parted, and she licked her blessed lips, so swollen and red, before she spoke.

“Shut up and come drink shitty wine in the bathtub with me, dammit.”

If you want in on any of my tags (Sam/Jared, Dean/Jensen), send me a DM or an ask!

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Bei Nautilus bekommen wir einen seltenen Cuvee für diese Region. Der Merlot/Malbec Verschnitt ist ein unglaublich toller Rotwein, den wir sicher auch in Deutschland trinken werden. Es ist auch der erste Rotwein, der der Argentinierin Natali wirklich schmeckt. Mit den ganzen bisherigen Pinot Noirs kann sie einfach nichts anfagen. Für uns als Spätburgunder-Kenner aus Baden ist das dagegen mit den guten Pinot Noirs hier ein Schlaraffenland.

Zurück in Picton lassen wir den Tag an der Promenade ausklingen und gehen anschließend wieder ins das Oxley‘s zum Fischessen.

Das war ein ganz anderer, aber wieder ein ganz toller Tag in diesem wundervollen Neuseeland. Es ist traumhaft hier!

Ganz liebe Grüße an alle, die uns mögen und verfolgen.

CuH

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Aged in Pinot Noir barrels for a year, Ecliptic Brewing Company proudly announces the upcoming release of Ecliptic + Russian River Pinot Noir Barrel-Aged Belgian-Style Golden Ale.

Demonstrating the careful art of rationing, Portland-based brewery, Ecliptic Brewing Company, is happy to announce a release in cooperation with Santa Rosa, California, brewery Russian River. 

Original brewed in celebration of Ecliptic Brewing’s “5 Years/5 Beers” series, Ecliptic’s John Harris and Russian River’s Vinnie Cilurzo released a Belgian-style Golden Ale. Released on draft and in limited-edition 500ml bottles, Ecliptic set aside a few barrels-worth of this 5th Anniversary Ale, and aged it in Pinot Noir Barrels. With more on this here’s John Harris, owner of Ecliptic Brewing Company. 

With the addition of Brettanomyces and 11 months in hibernation, the result is slightly tart, fruity yet wild, wine forward beer.

Of course during a period, when social distancing has made travel difficult, Harris did the next best thing to a blending session, he shipped his beer to Russian River.

We sent a sample of our 12 barrels down to Vinnie and Natalie [Russian River’s Owners] to taste. We compared notes and have come up with a blending plan for the beer. We’re excited to release a new barrel-aged project this year; it’s definitely something to look forward to.

image courtesy Ecliptic Brewing Company

The result is a beer that is an exhibition on display between two world class breweries from Oregon and California. Oh, and you’re invited to the Virtual Release Party, on October 22nd with John Harris and Vinnie Cilurzo.

At 8.3% abv (alcohol by volume) and around 30 ibu (international bittering units), Ecliptic + Russian River Pinot Noir Barrel-Aged Belgian-Style Golden Ale will arrive shortly at the brewery, before being made available wherever you find Ecliptic Brewing Company’s other beers. 

Ecliptic Brewing Company is located at 825 N Cook Street in Portland, Oregon. For more information including releases, news, hours, and more, visit http://eclipticbrewing.com/

About Ecliptic Brewing

Ecliptic Brewing is a venture from John Harris, an Oregon beer icon whose background is steeped in the state’s rich craft brewing history. The name Ecliptic unites Harris’ two passions: brewing and astronomy. As such, the brewery celebrates the Earth’s yearly journey around the sun through both its beer and restaurant menus. Harris’ signature beers include Starburst IPA, Phaser Hazy IPA, Carina Peach Sour Ale and Capella Porter. For more information, visit: eclipticbrewing.com.

Ecliptic beers are available at the brewery (825 North Cook St), in bottle and on-tap throughout the area, and distributed by: Maletis Beverage (Portland, Salem, Vancouver WA), Bigfoot Beverage (Eugene, Bend, Coast), Fort George Distributing (Northern Oregon Coast, Southern Washington Coast), Hodgen Distributing (Eastern Oregon), Summit Distribution (Southern Oregon), NW Beverages (Seattle, Tacoma), Odom (Eastern Washington, Northern ID), Dickerson Distributing (Bellingham), Crooked Stave Artisans (Colorado), Freedom Distributors (North Carolina), Beer Thirst (Canada) and Tread Water (Japan).

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[TASK 034: INDONESIA]

Shout out to anon for inspiring this task! There’s a masterlist below compiled of over 170+ Indonesian faceclaims categorised by gender with their occupation and ethnicity denoted if there was a reliable source. If you want want an extra challenge use random.org to pick a random number! Of course everything listed below are just suggestions and you can pick whichever character or whichever project you desire.

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Note: If you’re using this masterlist for casting purposes please do further research before casting any of the following.

Ladies:

Nh. Dini (81) Javanese - novelist.

Nani Widjaja (73) Indonesian - actress

Yatti Octavia (62) Indonesian - actress.

Christine Hakim (60) Padang, Aceh, Banten, Pekalongan, Madiun, Middle East - actress.

Lydia Kandou (54) Manado, Dutch - actress.

Nia Daniati (52) Indonesian - singer & actress.

Meriam Bellina (51) Sundanese, Sundanese - actress.

Vicky Burky (51) Dutch-Javanese - actress & aerobic instructor.

Paramitha Rusady (50) Indonesian - singer, actress & presenter.

Donna Harun (49) Dutch-Indonesian - actress.

Ayu Azhari (47) Indonesian - actress & author.

Ria Irawan (47) Indonesian - singer & actress.

Kiki Fatmala (47) Sundanese / Pakistani - actress.

Diah Permatasari (46) Indonesian - actress & model.

Unique Priscilla (46) Indonesian - model & actress.

Nia Zulkarnaen (46) Indonesian - singer & actress.

Sophia Latjuba (46) Bugis-Javanese / German-Austrian - actress & singer.

Devi Permatasari (43) Indonesian - actress, presenter & model.

Desy Ratnasari (43) Indonesian - actress.

Anggun (42) Indonesian, Javanese - singer & songwriter.

Carmit Bachar (42) Israeli Jewish / Dutch, Indonesian, Chinese - singer, dancer & actress.

Tamara Bleszynski (42) Polish, Sunda - actress, singer, and model.

Helsi Herlinda (42) Indonesian - actress & model.

Nadya Hutagalung (42) Indonesian, Batak / Australian - model, actess & VJ.

Maia Estianty (41)  Indonesian - songwriter, music producer, singer, dancer & actress.

Krisdayanti (41) Indonesian - actress & singer.

Tuwuh Adijatitesih Amaranggana (41) Indonesian - actress, model & singer.

Andi Soraya (40) Indonesian - actress.

Sarah Azhari (39) Indonesian - model, singer & actress.

Cut Tari (39) Aceh-West Sumatera - actress & model.

Kinaryosih (38) Indonesian - actress & model.

Marsha Timothy (38) Indonesian - actress.

Rossa (38) Indonesian (Javanese) - singer.

Vonny Cornellya (37) Indonesian - actress.

Olla Ramlan (37)  Indonesian - presenter, model, TV personality & socialite.

Happy Salma (37) Indonesian - actress, model & writer.

Nafa Urbach (36) Ashkenazi Jew of Dutch-German descent / Javanese - actress & singer.

Titi Rajo Bintang (36) Indonesian - actress & musician.

Pinkan Mambo (36) Indonesian - singer.

Soimah Pancawati (36) Indonesian - comedian, singer, pesindhèn & presenter.

Julia Perez (36) Indonesian - actress, dangdut singer, model & announcer.

Dewi Sandra (36) British / Betawi - singer, dancer, actress & model.

Tracy Trinita (36) Chinese, Brazil, Kalimantan, Minahasa - model.

Nirina Zubir (36) Indonesian - actress.

Mona Ratuliu (35) Indonesian - actress & presenter.

Atiqah Hasiholan (35) Yemeni, Batak - actress.

Ladya Cheryl (35) Indonesian - actress.

Titi Kamal (35) Malay - actress & singer.

Dewi Driegen (34) Dutch, 1/4 Indonesian - model.

Dian Sastrowardoyo (34) Indonesian - model.

Renata Kusmanto (34) Indonesian - model & actress.

Imelda Therinne (34) Minangkabau - actress & model.

Cathy Sharon (34) French, Manado, Chinese - actress.

Syahrini (34) Indonesian - TV personality & socialite.

Michelle Branch (33) Irish / Indonesian, Dutch, French - singer & actress.

Tania Gunadi (33) Indonesian - actress.

Masayu Anastasia (33) Indonesian - actress & model.

Mariana Renata (33) French father of Jewish descent / Indonesian mother of Javanese-Chinese-Italian descent - actress.

Rianti Cartwright (33) British / Sundanese - actress, model & VJ.

Luna Maya (33) of Indonesian and Austrian descent - actress & singer.

Sandra Dewi (33) Chinese, Japanese, Hakka, Sundanese - actress & model.

Sharena Gunawa (33) Indonesian - actress & model.

Audy Item (33)  Indonesian - singer.

Fahrani Van Empel (32) Indonesian - model & actress.

Carissa Putri (32) of Malay-Indonesian-German-Dutch descent - actress & model.

Baby Margaretha (32) Indonesian - model & actress.

Prisia Nasution (32) Indonesian - martial artist, model & actress.

Nadine Chandrawinata (32) Javanese, Chinese / German - model.

Dewi Persik (31) Indonesian, Chinese - singer.

Nabila Syakieb (31) Indonesian - actress.

Andini Aisyah Hariadi (31) Indonesian - jazz singer.

Angel Karamoy (30) Indonesian - actress.

Agnez Mo (30) Chinese-Indonesian - singer, songwriter, and actress.

Laura Basuki (29) Indonesian-Vietnamese - actress.

Agni Pratistha (29) Indonesian - actress & beauty queen.

Aura Kasih (29) Indonesian - singer.

Shandy Aulia (29) Indonesian, Malay - actress.

Herfiza Novianti (29) Indonesian - actress & model.  

Zaskia Adya Mecca (29) of Sunda-Aceh-German descent - actress & presenter.

Candice Swanepoel (28) Afrikaner (Belgian [both Flemish and Walloon], Dutch, French, German), with distant African (Angolan and Ethiopian), English, Indian, Indonesian, and Norwegian - supermodel.

Julie Estelle (28) French-American / Chinese-Indonesian - actress & model.

Sekar Sari (28) Indonesian - actress.

Laudya Cynthia Bella (29) Sundanese - pop singer & actress.

Asmirandah Zantman (27) Dutch / Sunda-Betawi - actress & singer.

Acha Septriasa (27) Indonesian - actress & singer.

Gracia Indri (27) Indonesian - actress, singer, model & presenter.

Whulandary Herman (27) Minangkabau - host, model & beauty pageant titleholder.

Jessica Mauboy (27) Indonesian, Australian Aboriginal - singer, songwriter & actress.

Danilla Riyadi (27) Indonesian - singers.

Sherina Munaf (26) Indonesian - singer & actress.

Dewi Rezer (26) Betawi / French -  actress, presenter & model.

Patricia Gunawan (26) Indonesian - model & presenter.

Maria Selena (26) Indonesian - beauty pageant titleholder.

Zaskia Sungkar (26) Indonesian, Yumeni - actress, singer & fashion designer.

Alyssa Soebandono (25) Indonesian - actress & singer.

Manohara Odelia Pinot (25) Caucasian, Indonesian Bugis - model.

Boy William (25) Indonesian - actor & VJ.

Kezia Warouw (25)  Indonesian - model & beauty pageant titleholder.

Ayu Gani (25) Indonesian, Chinese - model.

Fildha Elishandi (25) Indonesian - actress.

Ratna Kharisma Adzana (24) Indonesian - actress.

Manda Cello (24) Indonesian - actress, singer & model.

Ayu Ting Ting (24) Indonesian - dangdut singer.

Pevita Eileen Pearce (24) Indonesian / Welsh - actress & singer.

Jessica Mila (24) Javanese / Dutch-Manado - actress & model.

Cinta Laura (23) German / Indonesian - singer & model.

Angela Nazar (23) Indonesian - singer, actress & model.

Sheryl Gething, (23) Australian / Indonesian - singer & actress.

Maudy Ayunda (22) Indonesian - actress & singer.

Chintya Fabyola (22) Indonesian - beauty pageant titleholder.

Mikha Tambayong (22)  Indonesian - actress, model & musician.

Alexa Key (22) Indonesian, German - actress.

Rachel Amanda (22) Indonesian - actress & singer.

Chelsea Islan (21) Indonesian / American - actress.

Yuki Kato (21) Japanese /  Indonesian - actress.

Anggika Bolsterli (21) Indonesian / Swiss = actress/

Lulu Antariksa (21) Indonesian / German - actress & singer.

Dinda Kirana (21) Indonesian - actress & singer.

Prilly Latuconsina (20) Muslim Moluccan, native of Pelauw in Haruku Island of Maluku Province / Sundanese - actress.

Dinda Hauw (20) Indonesian - actress.

Elvira Natali (20) Indonesian - author, singer & actress.

Brianne Tju (18) Chinese, Indonesian - actress.

Natasha Wilona (18) Indonesian - actress.

Haley Tju (16) Chinese, Indonesian - actress.

Helene Jansen (?) Dutch / Indonesian - model.

Darell Ferhostan (?) Dutch / Indonesian - model.

Advina Ratnaningsih (?) Dutch / Indonesian - model.

Marini (?) Indonesian / Dutch - singer and actress.

Male:

Remy Sylado (71) Indonesian - author, actor & musician.

Eddie Van Halen (62) Dutch, Indonesian (Javanese), 1/16th Italian - musician, songwriter & producer.

Deddy Mizwar (62)  Indonesian / Betawi - actor.

Barry Prima (61) Dutch / Indonesian - actor & martial artist.

Opie Kumis (56) Indonesian - actor & comedian.

Sitok Srengenge (51) Indonesian - poet, actor & dramatist.

Pierre Coffin (49) French / Indonesian (Javanese) - animator, film director & voice actor.

Marcus Schenkenberg (48) Dutch, possibly 1/4 Indonesian - model.

Yayan Ruhian (48) Indonesian - martial artist & film actor.

Armand Van Helden (47) Dutch, Indonesian, French, Lebanese - DJ.

Lukman Sardi (45) Indonesian - actor.

Tora Sudiro (43) Indonesian - actor & comedian.

Bucek Depp (43) Betawi of Arab descent / Dutch - model & actor.

Winky Wiryawan (43) Indonesia - actor.

Mark-Paul Gosselaar (43) Dutch Jewish, German, Dutch, Indonesian - actor.

Andre Taulany (42) Indonesian - actor, comedian and singer.

Marcellino Lefrandt (42) Indonesian, American - actor & lecturer.

Frans Mohede (41) Dutch Moluccan, Sangirese - singer, actor & Muay-thai instructor.

Surya Saputra (41) Indonesian - actor, singer, and model.

Leonardo Ringo (39) Indonesian - radio announcer, songwriter, singer & music video director.

Reuben Elishama (38) Indonesian - actor & singer.

Donny Alamsyah (38) Indonesia - actor.

Alex Abbad (38) Indonesian, Yemeni - actor & presenter.

Christian Sugiono (36) Indonesian, German - actor & tech entrepreneur.

Aming Sugandhi (36) Indonesian - comedian.

Joe Taslim (35) Indonesian, Chinese - actor, model & martial artist.

Mike Lewis (35) Indonesian - actor & model.

Oka Antara (35) Balinese - rapper.

Vino Bastian (34) Indonesian - actor & model.

Ras Muhamad (34) Indonesian - reggae singer.

Iko Uwais (34) Betawi - actor, stuntman, fight choreographer, and martial artist.

Nicholas Saputra (33) German / Indonesian - actor, model & television personality.

Zack Lee (32) half Indonesian and British / Indonesian father of Javanese and Chinese - actor, model & boxer.

Irwansyah (32) Indonesian - actor & singer.

Chico Jericho (32) Thai / Batak - actor.

Darius Sinathrya (31) Indonesian, German - model & actor.

Raffi Ahmad (30) Indonesian - presenter, actor & singer.

Rio Dewanto (29) Indonesian - actor & model.

Ajun Perwira (29)  Indonesian -actor, presenter & musician.

Arifin Putra (29) Indonesian, German - actor.

Muhammad Tulus (29)  Indonesian, Malay - singer.

Jonas Rivanno (29) Indonesian, German, Dutch - actor & singer.

Ross Butler (26) British Dutch /  Indonesian - actor.

Billy Syahputra (26) Indonesian - actor, presenter & comedian.

Deva Mahenra (26) Indonesian - actor & model.

Wolfgang Van Halen (25) Dutch, Italian, English, Indonesian (Javanese), distant Irish - musician.

Ahmad Al Ghazali (19) Indonesian - DJ & singer.

Rizky Febian (19) Indonesian - singer, songwriter, actor and TV presenter.

Alex Van Halen (?) Dutch, Indonesian (Javanese), 1/16th Italian - musician & songwriter.

Caca Handika (?) Indonesian - dangdut singer.

Trans:

Dorce Gamalama (53) Indonesian.

-C

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