#Nestle candy bar

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Aluminum Company of America, 1946

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After Eight

“After Eight thin chocolate mint (i.e. the original variety)” - via Wikimedia Commons

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Whenever dialects affect how an international company packages the same product, I find it fascinating. Please reblog and tag what country you're from!

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Parents!

Please check your kids' Halloween candy!

I just found Hieronymus Bosch’s 'Garden of earthly delights' inside of a peanut butter cup.

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You only get one. Which one you grabbin’?

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HAII TRAV <333 TRICK OR TREAT !! :D

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A Nestle Lion Candy Bar Wrapper

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The Rug Hooking Club Food Of The Day Is Butterfinger. Sweet.

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Time to wake up with a Candy Bar.

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Very popular (and delicious) in Canada as well!

I was very sad when I realised that they are owned by Nestle cause I won't buy anything from 'em.

changed the freaking game

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"Say you want me" For cam 👀

Hey~ It's been so long since I've done a prompt. Thought this prompt list was a good way to get back into it, Below the cut~ (Going to go with college Cam and MC here. This got kinda long...)

“Are you coming or not?" His voice is hushed, as he stares at you from the opposite side of a chain link fence.

You don't know why you followed him out tonight, you don't know why he's this drunk. You shared a beer and a half, now finding yourself running from a frat party.

He always gets, for lack of a better word, brave when he's had a drink. 

"Cameron Clarke, get the fuck back here!" 

The voice shakes you out of your thoughts as you hear the footsteps getting closer.

You panic slightly, finally climbing over the fence. When on the other side, your eyes meet that of Laron, social chair of Sigma Chi.

You feel your hand being gripped and pulled before your brain can catch up, your lungs burning as Cam leads you across the street making twists and turns around buildings, a few stray college kids having one last hurrah before the upcoming graduation.

You finally come to a halt, bending over to catch your breath. Your heart pounding hard in your chest.

Cam's laughter is just a reminder of the night, one of the last few before you start this next chapter of your lives. 

 Cam already secured an apartment for himself. Nestled in the city, not too far from your aunt's house. "Just in case she needs me." 

You can't help but smile at the sentiment, knowing that's not the only reason Cam will be living in that area.

He finally stops laughing, sitting down on the cold concrete between the two buildings you find yourselves standing near. 

"That was amazing. I've never seen you climb so fast. Not even when Auntie's dog tried to get your candy bar."

You shove him as you sit beside him, leaning your head back and closing your eyes, letting your heart calm down.

"What the hell did you do to get them so mad?" You turn to look at Cam, finding he is already looking at you.

His eyes widen, his cheeks red, must be from the running. At least that's what you tell yourself. He clears his throat, but scoots closer to you. Shoulder to shoulder, and hip to hip. His scent is one that's familiar and comforting.

You swallow hard, must be thirsty from the run. At least that's what you tell yourself. 

Cam takes his phone and holds it close so you can see. 

"What? It's just a picture of us from finals week."

"Look closer." He instructs, leaning closer into you if that is even possible. 

You scan the photo. Cam and you stand outside the library looking as if you hadn't slept for a week. Which is quite possible considering how hard you studied for your last exams. Cam's arm wrapped around your shoulder his head leaning against yours smiling ear to ear. Yet you notice he wasn't looking at the camera, instead looking at you.

"Geez, right there look." Cam's voice interrupts your thoughts as you follow his finger to the corner of the photo.

You squint slightly but sure enough, it's Laron and...who is he kissing...wait...holy.

"No way!?" You say rearing back to turn to Cam, whose eyes were staring somewhere close to your lips. You don't miss the dimple on his cheek, the way his heterochromatic eyes look along the lines of your face.

"Yeah, Professor Flynn. I pulled my phone out and he saw it earlier, and said he was going to delete the photo. So I punched him and ran."

Your eyes widen looking to the phone and back to Cam. He was always protective of the photos he took. Didn't matter what the quality was or if it was good enough. To him, they were important, memories. 

"You punched him?"

Cam smiled his eyes crinkled and nodded before leaning it on your shoulder. "I couldn't let him delete a part of us. I don't care who he's making out with. Maybe next time don't get in my photo."

A part of..us? 

When you don't say anything Cam looks up at you, your face inches away from each other. His hand reaches to your cheek, wiping under your eye gently. 

Subconsciously your eyes close, and you lean your face against his hand, against his warmth. His finger stalls, just long enough for you to notice. 

To notice you leaning in, his breath warm against your face. Long enough for you to pull away if you want. Yet, you don't.

It's the alcohol. Your lips part slightly. He hesitates. looking over your face. Hesitates, just long enough.

But you barely drank. Your breath catches in your throat.

It's the alcohol. His lips press against yours, warm, and soft. 

Lips that have told you the secrets of his life, the secrets he buries deep in his heart. Lips that have supported you every time, every step.

You grab his wrist, clinging to him. Returning the kiss tenfold. He moans a sweet sound. An alluring sound. 

You don't stop as his tongue flicks against your own. Asking for permission. Asking for acceptance. And you grant it easily, as your back presses against the building. His hand slid to your hip, holding you tight.

He pulls away, and you force yourself to hold back a whine. Opening your eyes you look at him. His are heavy with want, with desire. 

"Say you want me." It's quiet, meek in a way. You could hear his voice quiver when he said it.

You look at him, truly look at the man before you. "I.."

"Clarke!" 

You both turn frozen, seeing Laron turning the corner and staring at you. Fuck, this is not going to be good.

It was the alcohol.

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Be My Valentine

❥ pairing: hfth!jungkook x f. reader

❥ genre: established relationship, college au, [18+]

❥ summary: You've got something special planned for your first Valentine's Day with your boyfriend

❥ wc: 1.3k

❥ warnings: food mention, lots of fluff, lots of kisses, Build-A-Bear date

❥ date: February 14, 2024

read part one here ♡

Jungkook couldn’t contain the smile that lit up his face when he saw you walking toward him. He was sitting beside Jimin at the cafe at your favorite table, right by the glass wall so you could people-watch. 

The weather was chilly for mid-February, the last dregs of winter hanging on. Snow flurries fell from the sky, melting before they hit the ground. 

Jimin was waiting for Taehyung to get out of class so the two could meet the rest of your friends at the bar near campus. 

“You’re the only one of us who has a date for Valentine’s Day. What are you guys doing?” Jimin asks, wiggling his brows suggestively. 

Jungkook shoved him playfully. “Shut up.”

Jimin laughs as he raises his coffee to his lips and takes a sip. 

Jungkook knows he has a minute or so before you arrive so he tells Jimin his plans for tonight. 

“I’m making her favorite dinner tonight. We’re decorating heart-shaped cakes for dessert, and I got her a locket with a photo Grandmother Jeon took of us when I asked darling to be my girl.” 

“Ooh, romantic,” Jimin sighs happily. “I’m sure she’ll love it all.”

Jungkook rises as you walk through the door. A smile appears on your face the moment you spot your boyfriend as he meets you halfway. 

He hugs you tight, kissing your lips as he takes your backpack off your shoulder. 

“I got you a hot chocolate,” he informs you as he pulls out a chair for you. 

Jimin waves when you sit down. “Hey.”

“Hey,” you greet as he hands you a brownie. “Thanks!”

“It’s the least I could do after you baked cookies for us,” Jimin grins. “They were delicious.”

“They were,” Jungkook agrees as he shows you his phone. 

A photo of the heart-shaped cookie that says ‘Be Mine’ is on the screen. 

“I assumed this one was mine,” he giggles as he leans in to kiss your cheek. 

“Of course not,” Jimin giggles. “It was for me.”

Jungkook rolls his eyes as his girlfriend laughs and shakes her head. “Sure, Min.”

“Knew it,” Jimin smirks as he grabs his belongings. “Well, I’ll leave you two alone. Have a nice evening and save me any candy or baked goods for tomorrow. We’ll hit the candy sales in the early morning.”

“Of course!” You nod enthusiastically. Jimin blows you a kiss and cackles when Jungkook intercepts it as he leaves. 

“Ready?” Jungkook asks once you finish your drink and brownie. You nod as you wipe your mouth with a napkin and clean up. 

Jungkook takes your hand in his, smiling when you shiver from the chilly air. 

The drive to Jungkook’s apartment is short. You get comfy as Jungkook takes out the ingredients for dinner. 

The two of you work effortlessly side by side to make dinner, sharing bites of food in between. 

After dessert, Jungkook hands you a small gift box with a pretty purple bow. He grins as he watches you tug on the ribbon, setting it aside before you lift the lid of the box.

“It’s beautiful!” You gasp when you see the locket nestled safely inside on a bed of velvet. 

“Open it,” Jungkook grins, too excited to contain himself. 

You open the locket and see the photo of you two kissing in the snow. You smile, wiping the few stray tears that roll down your cheeks. 

Jungkook helps put the locket on you. Your fingers trace the beautiful pattern as your heart flutters. 

Slowly, you turn to face Jungkook. His doe eyes sparkle when you smile at him, his lips capturing yours in a kiss that makes your toes curl. 

Three special words sit on your tongue heavily. You’ve wanted to say them for a few weeks now but the worry of rushing head first made you uneasy. Deep in your heart, you knew Jungkook was it for you. You’d never want anyone else. 

Jungkook cups your face, kissing your nose, your lips, your jaw, and finally where the locket rests on your skin. 

His touch is gentle, his kisses sultry as he restrains himself from saying what he wants to. Hell, he wanted you to move in with him the first night back home but you’d already spent money on your dorm for the semester and he didn’t want to rush anything. However, you would have gladly packed up and moved in if he had asked. 

You spend most of your nights in his bed anyway. 

Jungkook giggles when you boop his nose. He scrunches it when you do it again and by the third time, he’s gently nibbling on your fingertip. 

He should tell you.

He knows he should but fear wraps around him like tentacles ready to drag him into the dark abyss. Perhaps it’s not the right time but when is the right time to tell someone you love them?

Today? Tomorrow? Three months from now?

Jungkook shakes his head, pushing his thoughts away. 

“I scheduled us for Build-A-Bear tonight,” you surprised Jungkook, showing him the certificate. 

Jungkook’s face lights up, nearly running to the front door in his excitement. You giggle as you put your shoes on and your coat, kissing Jungkook’s cheek as he grabs his scarf and wraps it around himself. He grabs a matching one for you, kissing your nose when he’s done putting it on you. 

By the time you arrive at the store, Jungkook’s excitement has doubled. 

You head inside with him with his hand in yours. The two of you take your time picking out your stuffed animals. You head over to the machine to record a message. 

“You go over there and I’ll go over here,” you instruct as you take Jungkook’s voice box with you. 

Jungkook chuckles as he does as he’s told. He holds the voice box in his hand and clearly says, “I love you, darling.”

He’s nervous as he meets you at the stuffing center. You’re smiling brightly as you wait for your turn. Jungkook pulls you to him, careful not to jostle the bear in your arms. 

“I’m glad we’re here,” Jungkook whispers, kissing your cheek after. 

“I wanted you to have a special bear from me,” you smile, as you lean into him. 

Your turn comes and you’re handed a red heart and asked to make a wish before they take your bear and the heart to stuff it. 

Jungkook waits for his bear beside you before you head over to pick out matching outfits. 

Once you’re back at his place, Jungkook takes his bear out of his box while you do the same. 

“What did you record for me?” You ask with a smile as you hold your bear in your lap. 

Jungkook is nervous again, he can feel heat rush to his cheeks as he holds his bear to his chest. He’s about to speak when he accidentally squeezes his bear’s paw and your voice clearly says, “I love you, Jungkook.”

You squeal, covering your face. 

“You weren’t supposed to hear that yet!” You giggle, embarrassment evident in your tone. 

Jungkook chuckles, pressing the paw once more to hear the words again. His heart sings as he looks at you, setting his bear on the side. 

Slowly, Jungkook takes your hands off your face. He takes one of your hands in his and moves it to your bear’s paw. He makes you squeeze the paw, his cheeks rosy pink as his recorded voice says, “I love you, darling.”

Giddiness washes over you as you cup his face, leaning forward to capture his lips with yours. Jungkook melts into the kiss, butterflies swirling in his belly as you climb on top of him to straddle his hips. 

Your forehead pressed against his, a coy smile on your lips. “I love you.”

Jungkook doesn’t think there’s a better feeling than this. To love and be loved. 

“I love you, baby,” Jungkook whispers as he kisses you again, his hands on your hips as he drinks you in. 

“You’re everything I’ve ever wanted and so much more, my love.”

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Michael Gavey - In a relationship - SFW/NSFW

warning : fluff, Michael being well Michael, drinking wine, degradation, oral (f reciving), lingerie, teasing

Info : Yeah what can I say besided Michael is the cute, clingy slightly obsessive sweet Nerd and I love it. Have fun reading ;)

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SFW

°Affectionate, emotional and arrogant

°Michael loves you no question he loves you from the moment you brought him an extra sugar free candy bar when you bumped into each other alone one night. ,,Here, you never know when you're hungry...not like you can calculate it with a formula" you told him - a simple joke, no more, no less. But for him, for the involuntary genius, it was the beginning of something he thought he would never experience.

°The relationship with a woman

°But it was exactly that evening that he saw your kindness, friendliness and outstanding taste in men. It was bound to happen at some point that a girl like you recognized him after his "friend" Oliver left him and betrayed him. He had to have everything you wanted in a man, at least someone like him.

°Even in the first few days, even if he tries not to make it look like it, he clings to you, won't leave you and couldn't hide that big grin at lunch and during the break when his arm was around your side. He may have been the loser but with you he was above everyone.

°Every day he brought you a Crunchy and you brought him all of yours. He loved it when you gave him a math problem, he knew he was helping you with your homework when you took out your pencil and your smile made him giggle. ,,I deserve a kiss, don't I darling?" he loved to ask knowing she couldn't refuse her cute kahki pants and shirt wearing boyfriend.

°Who needs student parties, lonely beer times or anything else when they have you? You lead him into a well, slightly different world. Gone are the alone times in front of the computer, books and early bedtimes. He had you. You, on the other hand, took him to the drive-in movie theater where his hand kept running over yours while he had a crunchy bar in another one. He can't help but tell you fun facts about the movie and you roll your eyes in amusement as his mood suddenly changes when some of the moviegoers criticize the film. You can hear his screaming and he only calms down again with a surprised expression when your lips touch his. ,,My emotional mathematician tiger," you told him and saw his lips curl into a grin and a blush rise on his cheeks.

°You went out together in the evening and he insisted on going to a restaurant with you. He, the classic romantic, is of course always with a Crunchy bar with him. The two of you after the dinner date on which he had perhaps drunk a little too much wine he was nervous it was always a little true around you and it led to a relaxed sweet side of the blond. ,,You-you...youuuuu are soooo beautiful...soo prettyyyy," he slurred as he nestled his head lightly on your chest and began to count your heartbeat. It at least calmed him down and helped him come down from the alcohol.

°You maneuvered you too onto the bed, you couldn't get him off you but he loved it and you liked the way he mumbled praise the more tired he got. ,,You're so pretty...your heart beats in a symmetrical beat my darling" he murmured and his hand stroked through your hair as you smiled and took off his glasses and kissed him goodnight.

°However, he cannot separate himself from his darling even at night. No matter how much you twist and turn he stays snuggled up to you and you find out that he talks about math formulas in his sleep. Too cute. But he's a real blanket stealer and holds onto them with a strength you didn't expect from the math nerd.

°The morning starts with a hug, tea and pancakes. Pancakes he made himself while listening to a science lecture and telling you the latest gossip. The gossip he thinks is important and has picked up that he knows you'd like to have a laugh about in the morning.

°,,Does my lady have a math problem for me? A fact or...a crunchy bar?" he asked as he sat down next to you with a smile, sipping his tea and hugging his turquoise shirt to his body while his nightcap was still on his head. ,,I even have a kiss for you, my lord," she smiled and gave the already calculating man another kiss. From now on, every morning would be like this for the two of them.

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NSFW

°Something you didn't know he had in him like his attachment would be his devotion to degradation. ,,My good girl will get full marks next time… isn't that right?" he asked his favorite as his long, shapely fingers snuck under his school skirt.

°He seemed to be a changed man when it came to revealing his inner self for every tease, look or misbehavior he takes out on you in one way or another. Not like the jocks who hit their girlfriends or the rich guys who played with everyone. No he was more sophisticated he played with her like a genius he enjoyed it.

°Which always starts with a simple hand on the thigh a hint. ,,You know what you have to do," he reminded her, leaning over as he saw that she was doing her homework all wrong. It was just homework and something like a game of cat and mouse developed between the two of them. For every wrong homework assignment, he pushed his fingers on her body, pulled her in his room and made her read the Math books while he fucked her into the mattress.

°For every math tiger attack from a boyfriend who was always watching her behind his sweet innocent gaze, the hug that lasted too long, him sucking in her scent, his lips whispering lewd words to her and leaving her with hot cheeks. she hit him back in her own way.

°She knew he adored her in every possible way, he was a pathetic desparet nerd after all.

°He was always watching her, his eyes were always on her. But above all, she always saw him licking his lips, adjusting his glasses and dropping his pencil when he saw her lingerie. Whether it was black, white, pink or purple, he loved to see his imagination run wild and before you got together he jerked off to every picture of you in that pretty lingerie. Tried to secretly take pictures to keep and not ruin them completely with his lust.

°But now it seemed like a callback to the time before you knew exactly how needy he was getting, forgetting to study and eating right out of your hand. An off-the-shoulder sweater with the straps of your bra showing, a short skirt that practically begged you to bend over and look underneath? There were scenarios for him to take advantage of all of them until it came to "studying" in the library. ,,Michael sweetie, tell me, what do you think of these?" he heard her quiet but sweet voice and looked up from his notebook in amazement.

°He saw how she had pulled up her skirt slightly and he had a perfect view of the dark red pantei, the tip of which nestled against her skin and she saw how he swallowed and looked around. But no one was there but them. ,,You want Mommy to do well on her exam, don't you?" she murmured, her hand sneaking onto his cheek, slowly taking his glasses off his nose, seeing him blink, but the pink on his cheeks let her know that the cute butterfly had been caught by the spider. ,,Yeah-anything for you, of course," he mumbled, his fantasy of having her for himself and giving her everything she wanted from him coming true thanks to his girlfriend.

°No sooner had he spoken than a pen suddenly fell to the floor and Michael disappeared under the large table and obediently, excitedly and aroused, went between her legs, kissing every inch of her. His fingers stroked the warm soft skin, kissing the birthmarks on the way to her center. He almost made a whimpering sound as her one hand placed itself on his head, playing a little with the strands of his hair while her shoe went down on his center. He was desperate just to please her, to give her everything so that she would continue to treat him like this, he didn't want to lose her, so he almost like a starving man didn't let go of her and took everything he got while his darling leaned back in the chair and praised him while he slowly began grinding against her leg like a lapdog. ,,Such a good boy-fuck for mommy".

°It didn't stop at just one time for each back and forth between the two of them, the other one made a point of making it stronger. Michael to fuck her harder, to moan the right answers straight to him. While she in return can just practically force him on his knees and use him like a toy and he would do anything for her just to get her sweet attention.