#cheap wine squad

[lordsintacks]

Been forgetting to share this here. Unfortunately, Shelter has now closed and this will be go down as the last event we got to throw there. Thanks for the memories. You’ll be remembered as one of the most badass venues in Nagoya for your true punk rock DIY spirit. Now, enjoy the read if you have time. It’s that time of year. The leaves have fallen and the spirits have risen. We all look forward to that special part of the year when the dead may walk, and this year a very special tradition of Nagoya live music has been reanimated… HallowFest!

Due to the global pandemic, HallowFest has been dormant since it last took place in 2019. That particular edition featured the likes of TROYL, Ghost of Matsubara, Bend’s, Sugar Riser, and Mosaic. Originally intended as a fun Halloween-themed local show, it became dedicated to the headliner TROYL’s beloved bassist, Isamu, who had recently passed away. It remains one of the most packed and festive nights that Shelter Rock Bar has ever seen.

With COVID restrictions easing in 2022, Small World and Shelter felt it was time to bring the event back along with the original co-organizer Tom Fallon’s blessing. Joshidai is a notorious nexus of Nagoya’s nightlife where Shelter stands as one of very few rock bars. Though in a rock setting, HallowFest aims to showcase a variety of Nagoya’s finest local acts.

On this evening, the schedule was divided into two sections: three solo artists and three bands. With the solo artists playing first, the acts of this night showed us a range of heart-felt, comedic, and experimental tunes that Nagoya has to offer. Opening the show was Hiroki who welcomed the crowd with original acoustic songs draped over by his unique song-writing and signature voice.

Next was May Chu Chu, a comedy legend whose Small World debut was long overdue. Known by some as “Aimee Clark” or “that British lady who’s always on stage somewhere”, she had the house dying of laughter with her staple parody songs that cleverly present observations anyone living in Japan can relate to. May Chu Chu always delivers, not just in terms of funny songwriting, but she also proves her worth as a strong vocalist.

Rounding out the solo acts was S. Shah. Many might know Steven Shah as the guitarist and singer of the local psychedelic stoner rock band, Blasting Rod. Though he wasn’t with his full band tonight, he was armed with a special pedal board and Orange amp that filled the house with a wall of sound that took us on an abstract journey into our next section of the night.

To start off our chapter of live bands was Lostnote. Lostnote are a group of Filipino rock guys living in Aichi who have found a home at bars like Shelter doing what they love most, playing music. These pinoys had everyone smiling and grooving to reggae tunes for the first half of their set, until they kicked it up into sixth gear with some 90s rock covers. A moshpit even erupted as the crowd couldn’t hold back for “Enter Sandman”.

Following Lostnote was the sensational pop/R&B/soul group Cheapwine Squad who surprised everyone by showing up dressed as six different versions of Spider-Man. If you can recognize the different Spider suits, kudos to you. You’re a true nerd. They blew the roof off with a wide range of recognizable, fun covers as well as their new original tracks like “Do You Want a Good Time”.

Of course Shelter was most packed with the headliner Crocodile Bambie. Their sound can be described as progressive doom metal with dirty stoner rock riffs. They are one of the most legendary bands of the local Nagoya metal scene and they don’t play often. Singer and bassist Yoshi Yasui was just portrayed by actor Yuma Kato in a film across theaters called “鋼音色の空の彼方へ“, centered around the history of his other band Outrage. Some fans came as far as Yokohama and the band did not disappoint. Even though they played one man short of their usual four-piece, they delivered with their groovy licks, their classic fuzzy guitar tone, and their ever-precise musicianship. They proved this night as they do every other night why they are kings of the city.

The real winners of the night, though, were the audience who got to drink loads while meeting and mingling with one another and enjoying Shelter’s signature Brazilian cuisine. There were Japanese fans of live music along with an equal number of foreigners from all around the world there for a good time. Who do you want to see at HallowFest next year?

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[used to be my girl] levi ackerman x f!reader

inspired by used to be my girl by the last shadow puppets

cw + what to expect: cheating, alcohol consumption, smoking, unprotected sex, oral (f! receiving), creampie, levi is mean and a tease, marking, missionary and lotus position

find part two here

you loved your partner, erwin. you really did, but god, he was so…vanilla. and you never came with him.

only when you were thinking of your ex instead.

you hated it so much, but sex with levi was so good. he knew exactly where to touch you, kiss you, what position made you scream his name. and you needed to feel that way again so, so bad.

but you and levi were long over. he broke up with you when you became a squad leader, never really explaining why. but you knew well he was just scared. levi had lost too many people in his life, that any new ones he just pushed away. you never tried reasoning with him, you knew it would fall on deaf ears anyway.

and then, you and erwin smith became much, much closer than before. all those late nights in his office, discussing tactics and helping him with mountains of paperwork brought you closer, and closer, until you were sharing secret kisses in dim-lit hallways, until he changed the squad positions to have you close to him, until he fell down on one knee two years later and asked you to marry him when everything was over. of course you said yes, and you were beaming and showing off that tiny diamond on your finger, until everything went to shit.

hange had warned you that erwin is in love with his job. you just never knew it would get so bad, to the point he came to sleep in your shared bed once every two weeks, only pecked your lips in a rush when you asked, only fucked you once in a full moon.

you were still in love with levi ackerman. and now you were standing at the annual gala for the survey corps, in a long blue gown, staring your ex boyfriend up and down. your table was filled with wine glasses, and someone would think you had company, but you were all alone since the start of the event. levi was listening to hange babbling about whatever, his pink lips in contact with a whiskey glass every few seconds.

god, you could eat him up right then and there.

what am i thinking? you brought your cold palm against your burning cheek, opting to look for your fiancé instead. he was nowhere to be found, of course. a gala basically in his honour and he was gone.

your eyes fell on levi again. he was wearing a black button-down, sleeves rolled up and black pants. so simple, but so, delicious.

the glass almost fell from your hand when he locked eyes with you.

oh god, he’s coming. make a turn, make a turn, don’t-

“hey, levi.” you gave a half embrace and kissed his cheek, your cheap lipstick leaving a faint red mark right on his cheekbone.

“you look beautiful.” was all he said. “and drunk.”

“i’m not drunk,” you scoffed, “this is my second drink.”

“what, in the last ten minutes?” he motioned to the table and your cheeks turned bright red. “where’s your husband?” his tongue was bitter with sarcasm.

“he’s not my husband. and i don’t know.” you mumbled, embarrassed. what kind of fiancée doesn’t know where her partner is?

“want to get some air?” you only nodded, following him out of the main hall and to a bench overlooking the walls. it was a starry night, the moon was full and you felt like a teenager again. just like you were when you and levi first met.

you watched intently as his hand reached in his pocket for a packet of slim cigarettes. he sighed when he realised his lighter was nowhere to be found, but you came quickly to his rescue. opening your purse, you took out a silver lighter, the initials L.A engraved on the side in tiny letters. levi was surprised you still had that, his eyes never leaving that stupid rock on your ring finger as he let you light his cigarette. he offered you one as well, now his turn to light it for you. your eyes met his. were you wrong to think they were full of longing? was he wrong to think yours were filled with regret?

“don’t tell him i’m smoking.”

“dear husband doesn’t allow it?” you rolled your eyes at his comment.

“he just hates it.”

“it’s a good thing he doesn’t kiss you then. he won’t smell it on your breath.” you turned your head surprised. how did he know?

“everyone knows, y/n.” he replied without you even having to ask. you sighed, staring at the burning cigarette in your hand.

“great. the survey corps’ walking anecdote, ladies and gentlemen.” you bowed to an invisible audience, leaning back on the bench with a frustrated sigh.

“what are you even doing with him?”

“it’s none of your business.”

“it is when i hear you moaning in the supply closet every night.” you let out a surprised gasp. how did he say these things so freely?

“the only person masturbating around cleaning products could be you, levi.”

“then who’s that moaning my name in there? every single night. at 2 o’clock sharp.” his voice came out in a whisper, lips touching your ear as he spoke. shivers ran down your spine and your eyes were burning with guilty tears.

“sounds like you have a secret admirer.”

“sounds like erwin can’t make you cum.”

“shut up!” you got up, looking out in the distance. two familiar arms snaked around your waist, locking against your lower stomach. wet lips came in contact with your neck, and you wanted to pull away so bad. to leave, run to your fiancé and kiss him.

but you couldn’t. and you didn’t.

because it was levi you were in love with.

“levi,” you whimpered and he swore his knees would give right then and there.

“shh. let me have this, let you have this.” he was kissing that spot right behind your ear, his hands roaming your body over your dress.

“someone could see us, levi.” you warned him.

“bet it would turn you on.” fuck, he knew what he was doing. “my room. ten minutes.”

levi went around the building and you went back into the main hall, falling right into erwin’s arms.

“i’ve been looking all over for you.” he scanned your face with worried eyes. “you look…”

“i can feel a migraine starting, erwin. i was just out getting some air.”

“okay, go get some sleep, alright? i’ll be in soon.” your heart skipped a beat.

“no, have fun tonight. you deserve it.” you reached up and kissed his lips softly, tears brimming your eyes.

you practically sprinted to levi’s room, head spinning and heart pounding like crazy. you knocked on the door and levi opened in mere seconds, as if he was standing right behind it waiting for you.

“you took too long.” he took you in his embrace, letting his forehead touch yours as you shut the door behind you.

“i ran into erwin.” you bit your bottom lip when levi showed the slightest hint of annoyance. he pushed you against the door, protecting the back of your head with his hand.

“yeah? did you tell him you’re gonna fuck your ex?”

“n-no.”

“you should have. because he’ll take one look at you tomorrow and he’s going to know.” his lips were attached on your neck, your jaw, your collarbone. god, you missed his touch. you missed needing him.

“levi,”

“what?” his voice didn’t show, but he was worried. scared you’ll regret this and leave, run off to erwin and tell him everything.

“kiss me, please.” you didn’t have to ask a second time, because his lips were slamming against yours, and he was so, so hungry. he lowered his body and his hands were around your thighs. you let him lift you up, wrapping your legs around his torso, letting you take him into the bedroom. two candles lit the room up, and you were hit with memories as soon as he dropped you on the mattress.

“take that off.” he instructed and you began unzipping your dress, but he stopped you. “i meant that.” he pointed at your finger. you didn’t give it a second thought, placing the ring in your purse and throwing it on the floor. “now that.” he pointed at your dress as he undressed himself too. you were too focused on the tricks the flame played on his chiselled abs, his strong veiny arms and muscular thighs.

god, he looked like a greek statue.

“can’t even do that yourself?” he took matters into his own hands, slowly taking your dress off before pushing you down again. he fell on top of you, his knees on either side of your hips and leaned down to kiss you. your lips were locked in place perfectly, like the last two pieces of a puzzle you couldn’t finish.

you took your bra off and let it fall on the floor with the rest of your clothes. levi’s lips latched onto your nipple, his fingers rolling the other one. you arched your back off the bed, moaning softly in his ear. his erection hit against your panties and suddenly you were going crazy.

you needed him. now, and forever. you rolled your hips against him as he kissed your body hungrily, watched him as he slid down until his teeth caught the bow on your underwear. he took them off as quick as he could.

“tell me, does he do this?” he asked, leaving a kiss on your clit. god, you were embarrassingly wet.

“he does…” you looked away, but levi reached your jaw with his hand and made you stare at him.

“but?”

“he doesn’t know where to touch me.” you mumbled.

“does he touch you here?” you felt the pads of his fingers come in contact with the top of your clit. you nodded no. “here?” he asked, slowly pulling his fingers down, to that spot that made your stomach tighten.

“no.”

“that idiot doesn’t know what he’s missing then.” was the last thing levi said before his tongue slipped into your folds. your hand fell on his head, as if out of instinct, and you pulled on his perfectly styled hair, guiding him right where you wanted him. a row of fuck, shit, oh god came out of your mouth. how long has it been since you felt this way? your fingers didn’t do even half of what levi was doing to you right now.

“levi, i’m coming.” you warned and he looked up at you as he added two fingers to the mixture, entering your slick cunt. you couldn’t look away from those mesmerising gray eyes as you moaned in pleasure and that knot in your stomach came undone. levi slowed down until he was off your pussy completely, now coming up to you again.

“has he ever made you this wet?” he kissed you, making you taste your juices mixed with his saliva.

“never.” you were telling the truth. levi was the only man who could ever do this to you. he was like magic.

“can i fuck you?”

“yes, please.” you whined when levi slapped his cock against your clit and you looked up at him through eyelashes painted black, silently begging for him to fuck you. he didn’t wait any longer to enter your cunt, his eyes rolling to the back of his head. he adjusted your legs around his ass and leaned down, chests touching, to kiss you.

“you can’t even kiss me?” he teased. how could you? you were a moaning mess, getting louder with every harsh, slow thrust. even though erwin was much bigger than him, levi filled you up perfectly in every way.

he was made for you.

you wrapped your arms around his shoulders, sucking on his neck and those pretty collarbones to muffle your moan. leaning back, you admired the purple and red marks before smiling at him. levi could melt right then and there.

he picked up the pace, fucking you fast into the mattress.

“please, please, please!”

“what, coming again?” he chuckled, brushing a stray strand of hair from your eye. “how long has it been, y/n? since someone made you come?”

“too-too long.” you breathed out.

“two years? two and a half?” you knew what he was doing. trying to make you admit he was the last man to make you orgasm.

“oh god, i’m coming!” your walls clenched around his dick, making him moan in pleasure. “levi, levi hold me.”

“i’m holding you.”

“more.” you needed his arms around you. you needed to become one again.

levi pulled you up and into his lap and you wrapped your legs around his torso, arms roaming his back, scratching it. he held you tight, slamming you up and down his cock until you were coming again, and again…

“missed this pussy,” he whined when he felt you clenching again, “missed your claws on my back.”

“give me all of it, levi.” you whispered in his ear and he lifted you up, hips bucking into the back of your thighs as he reached that spot he knew drove you mad. he was close, you could tell. oh god, you didn’t want this to end.

“fuck, i’m gonna-”

“inside me.” you didn’t let him finish. you wanted to feel all of him so bad.

“does erwin cum inside?”

“he doesn’t. he thinks it’s filthy.”

“good. this pussy’s…” his sentence was cut short with a groan and you felt a new, familiar warmth inside you, as he brought you down to fit all of his length, “all mine.” he whispered.

out of breath, you stared at each other. you didn’t want him to pull out. it would all become too real. but your juices combined were making a mess on his lap, so you slowly got up, heading for the bathroom. levi was hot on your heels, accepting the towel you took out for him. you looked at him through the mirror with a sad smile and he returned a serious gaze.

“don’t say this was a mistake.” he blurted out when you opened your mouth to speak. “don’t say anything.” he spun you around and hugged you tight. you could feel his warm breath on your neck, his fingers leaving white marks where he held you, his toes touching yours.

“i have to go.” your voice was shaky. tears fell down your cheeks and dropped on levi’s back, startling him. he pushed you softly and wiped your tears with his thumbs.

“stay.”

“i can’t. i’m sorry.” you kissed his cheek and left. levi didn’t come into the bedroom. he waited for you to get dressed, and only when he heard the front door did he go into the room.

he spotted your bag, forgotten on the floor. with a sigh he took it, sat on the bed and opened it. lipstick, his lighter, cigarettes. your engagement ring. he took it in his hand, inspecting it against the light. he leaned to open the top nightstand drawer, a red slick wooden box the only thing inside it. he opened it, comparing the two rings.

“mine’s better. cheap piece of shit.”

[littlexdeaths]

ten minus two with you - r.b.

modern robin buckley x queer reader

18+ ONLY MDNI

warnings: robin and reader are in their 20’s, allusions to smut, reader is a tease, oral sex, fingering, public sex, heavy petting, both reader and robin are tipsy & in love, getting caught, little nod to queer steve

a/n: this is absolutely inspired by the few times i’ve had steamy make out sessions in bathroom stalls oops. the title is a line from one of kehlani’s new songs called 8… go stream it now.

word count: 1.7k

also big thank you to both @strangerstilinski and @xxbimbobunnyxx for listening to me ramble and helping me so much. ily both so much!! now enjoy babes xx.

You’re a mess of limbs and colorful fabric as you both stumble into the bathroom of the bar. Your sweaty bodies are buzzing from the flow of alcohol in your veins and the feel of her lips against yours.

Your lipgloss is smudged, the glitter littering your cheeks has transferred to hers in your hurry to taste each other. The blonde eagerly leads you into the stall, caging your body against the door. Her fingers fumble to slide the lock into place before they are back on you.

“You really know how to keep a girl waiting, huh?” She all but grumbles, earning a small giggle from you as her lips trail down your jaw.

You hadn’t meant to tease her per se, but it was genuinely so easy with Robin.

All you had to do was bat your lashes in her general direction and she’s flustered. But the outfit you’d chosen to wear for the pride festivities really had her riled up. Even though you had spent the early afternoon getting ready together, she wasn’t expecting it.

The sounds of Pom Pom Squad filter through your shared apartment, all sorts of makeup products scattered across the floor of your bedroom. You both sat amongst the chaos, giggling in excitement as you passed a cheap bottle of wine back and forth.

While Robin wasn’t too keen on wearing makeup most days, she happily let you paint her lids in varying shades of pink and orange. The wine had you both feeling fuzzy, stealing chaste kisses as Robin helped apply a sticky rainbow glitter to your cheeks.

Her brows were scrunched in concentration, her tongue just barely poking out from between her teeth as she worked.

“So serious, Robs.” you giggle.

She just grins, shaking her head fondly as she wipes the remaining glitter on a makeup wipe.

“I take my job as resident glitter artist very seriously,” she teases, pressing a small kiss to your nose.

When her phone starts to ring in the other room she is quick to go get it, knowing it would likely be Steve. Which left you to finish putting your outfit together as she reiterated to him what the plans were for the day. Robin had everything planned out, your group would meet to watch the pride parade in downtown Indy.

Then you would end the evening with a little pub crawl of her own design. She’s had this planned for weeks now, determined to make your first pride as an official couple a memorable one. But the one thing your girlfriend wasn’t prepared for was the way she’d react to seeing your outfit in its full glory.

So when you stepped into the living room wearing a cropped, bright pink shirt with the words ‘The Pussy Diet’ etched across the front her jaw dropped. You paired it with a pair of high waisted cutoff shorts that hugged your curves just right, fishnets and your trusted Doc Martens— you were everything she’s ever wanted.

“I think you’ve got some drool there, baby,” you smirk, stepping between her open legs as you swipe your thumb over the corner of her mouth.

Robin responds by guiding your thumb past her lips, tongue swirling around it. With a soft groan her fingers dig into the meat of your hips as she maneuvers you onto her lap. Her lips find yours in a clash of tongues and teeth, causing a soft mewl to rise in your throat.

If it wasn’t for Steve’s insistent banging on your apartment door, your girlfriend would’ve had you sprawled out on the sofa until your legs were shaking. But your friends were waiting on you, so she reluctantly let you tug her along without any further protest.

However your accidental teasing only continued to escalate the more the day went on.

During the parade you had coaxed her onto your lap, in the rush to leave your apartment you had forgotten to bring an extra lawn chair. Your hands unconsciously wandered beneath the hem of her button down shirt, fingertips splaying across her soft skin.

Under normal circumstances she would find this kind of touch comforting, but instead it had her fighting the urge to slide your hand just a little lower…

“— You okay, Robbie?”

Your soft voice snaps her out of her trance, her cheeks flushing as a nervous laugh leaves her lips.

“Oh, yeah!” She rasps, trying her best to play off the obvious hitch in her tone. “Never better.”

As she continues to watch the parade, you find yourself studying her. Her cheeks were flushed a lovely shade of pink, her leg bouncing in between your own. Robin could easily blame the scorching summer heat for the reason behind her blush, but you knew better.

It was obvious by the way her breath hitched whenever your fingertips grazed her skin, and she carefully pressed her thighs together. She wants you, and she wants you badly. So you really can’t help yourself from wanting to tease her even more.

And you do, but subtly enough that your friends wouldn’t take notice. You’d slip your hand into the back pocket of her jeans as you walked between bars. Squeezing her ass as you pull her in for a needy kiss when no one was paying attention.

You even gave her a little show when you did a sultry rendition of Crimson & Clover at a karaoke bar you stopped at. You watched in absolute delight at the way her bright eyes never left you, even as Steve so desperately tried to get her attention.

So much for being his wing-woman tonight.

But the worst was when you were on the dance floor, losing yourself in the music. She opted to watch for a while, eyes darkening with each sway of your hips. But with Steve now preoccupied by a gorgeous drag queen, Robin had no choice when you coaxed her over with your index finger.

Her feet carry her across the sticky dance floor, her body all but melting into yours. Your eyes sparkle with mischief as you wrap your arms around her waist, tugging her closer so your breasts are flush against her own. But when your lips brush against her ear, and you start grinding on her thigh is the moment she loses what little self control she has left.

Robin takes your hand and urgently tugs you through a sea of rainbow lights and glitter, your heartbeat rivals the pounding bass as you enter the bathroom.

But once she has you pinned to that metal door, it’s game over.

The feeling of her lips trailing over your sweaty skin is utterly intoxicating and when her fingers dip past the hem of your shorts you’re putty in her nimble hands. Those same fingers glide through the mess between your thighs, coaxing not one, but two orgasms from you in record time.

So in your mind, she’s definitely earned this.

“That’s— ah,” she pants, her hips rutting up against your mouth as you continue to lap at her puffy clit. “That’s so good, honey. Fuck, you’re so good.”

Robin can almost feel the way your lips lift up in a grin as a mixture of your own saliva and her juices drip down your chin like liquid honey. You pin her hips to the cool metal of the stall wall in an effort to stop her from squirming more.

The feeling of the grimy tile beneath your knees does nothing to deter you, if anything it encourages you more. Just knowing that anyone could walk through that door at any given minute makes all this that much more exciting.

“Hm,” you hum, against her. “You like it when I do this?”

You flatten your tongue, rubbing firm circles over her swollen bud as you slip another finger inside her. Robin keens at the feeling, her fingers gripping onto the edge of the stall to steady herself while her other hand cups the nape of your neck to hold you in place.

“God, yes,” she babbles, her cerulean hues taking on a glassy quality. “I’m so close, baby.”

Her leg that was hooked over your shoulder starts to tremble when you apply more pressure to her clit. Your fingers increase their pace, curving them to rub up against her sweet spot just right. Robin is a beautiful, panting mess above you and that sight alone is enough to have you moaning against her pussy.

Neither of you register the bathroom door opening or the click of heels walking past your stall over the heavy bass from inside the bar and the soft whimpers your girlfriend was letting out. But when the sink turns on both of you freeze, silently praying that the person on the other side didn’t notice you.

A moment passes in silence, and you think you’re in the clear. Just as you’re about to continue circling your tongue over her clit, a melodic voice stops you.

“You know… if you’re really looking for some privacy,” they pause, shutting the water off. “There’s a lot less traffic behind the bar, dolls.”

You curse softly, a resounding chuckle leaves them as you fumble to help Robin put her jeans back on. Her face is deeply flushed from the embarrassment of being caught in this position and the buildup of her now stalled orgasm.

You finally dared a glance through the crack in the chipped metal frame and you’re faced with one of the many queens you’d seen perform earlier in the night. She meets your eyes in the mirror before giving you a playful wink as she fluffs her large blonde wig and turns on her heel back towards the door.

“Now, don’t do something I wouldn't!” She pauses before her laughter echoes through the bathroom again, “Or do, live a little. Happy Pride, lovelies.”

She calls over her shoulder, the sounds from the bar spill back into the bathroom before you’re both met with subdued silence. You lean back against the stall wall opposite of Robin, both of you suddenly bursting into a fit of giggles at what just transpired.

“I can’t believe Miss Anna Conda herself, just caught us like this,” you snort.

Robin just gazes at you, hooking her fingers into the loops of your shorts to pull you in closer. She’s practically glowing as she nudges her nose against yours with a playful grin.

“Take me home?” she asks, though her question is slightly muffled when your lips find hers again.

“Always.”

tagging some lovelies: @edsbug @eddiesxangel @splendiferous-bitch @undead-supernova @paybacksawitch @nailbatanddungeon @lokis-army-77 @babygorewhore @voyeurmunson @bimbobaggins69

[kozmicmizuu]

at this point expect random lil senecios and headcanons just popping up 😔🫶

also is it obvious i have a favorite trio????

(a lil uzuigiyuu, rengiyuu, uzuren, actually just put three together uzurengiyuu)

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Kyojuro: Tengen doesn’t deserve you.

Kyojuro: If they don't treat you right by now, you're gone.

Giyuu: I'm gone.

Kyojuro: Now go chop their dick off!

Kyojuro: sapnu puaS.

Tengen : What??

Giyuu: What language is that.

Kyojuro: Turn your phone 180 degrees.

*Kyojuro was removed from the groupchat*

Giyuu: Kyojuro, you do remember when we agreed we were better off as friends, right?

Kyojuro, naked in Giyuu's bed: No, I absolutely do not.

Giyuu, already taking off their clothes: ... Me neither.

Tengen : There are 20 letters in the alphabet, right?

Giyuu: Nope, there's 26.

Tengen : Ah, I must have forgotten U, R, A, Q, T.

Giyuu: Aww, that's cute, but you're still missing one.

Tengen : You'll get the D later ;).

Giyuu: No.

Giyuu: I’m the sexiest bitch in this therapy waiting room.

Kyojuro: Don’t preach to me about romance, Giyuu. I had a three-way in a hot-air balloon.

Giyuu: I know, i was there and so was Tengen.

Kyojuro: Oh yeah.

Kyojuro: What are you in the mood for?

Giyuu: World domination.

Kyojuro: That's a bit ambitious.

Giyuu: You are my world.

Kyojuro: Aww...

Giyuu:

Kyojuro:

Giyuu:

Kyojuro: OH.

Giyuu: My bad…

Giyuu: We need a diversion. I say Kyojuro gets naked.

Tengen : No.

Giyuu: I could get naked.

The squad: NO!!!

Tengen: I mean… if you really want to-

Kyojuro: NO DONT THATS ONLY FOR US TO SEE

Giyuu: WHAT

Kyojuro: There. How do I look?

Giyuu: Like a cheap French harlot.

Kyojuro: French?!

Tengen: If we were in prison you guys would be like my bitches.

Kyojuro: Of course we would, right Giyuu?

Giyuu: Yeah, i mean we already kinda are.

Kyojuro: What’s your body count?

Giyuu: Do you mean sex or murder?

Kyojuro: I hate the fact that i have to specify which one im taking about.

Kyojuro: Is there a cactus where your heart should be?

Giyuu: What’s up your ass this morning??

Tengen : *walks in* ...Hey.

Giyuu: Hmm… nevermind.

Kyojuro: WAIT NO

Giyuu: *sucking on a popsicle*

Kyojuro: Pfft, you practicing for when Tengen gets here?

Giyuu: *takes a huge ass bite out of the popsicle*

Kyojuro: *Concern*

Giyuu: don’t worry he’s into that.

Kyojuro: Oh ok- WAIT WHAT

Giyuu: look Tengen , I'm not slut shaming you but...

Giyuu: Actually yeah, I'm TOTALLY slut shaming you.

Tengen: SHUT THE FUCK UP

Giyuu: What did Tengen do this time?

Kyojuro: More like WHO did Tengen do this time?

Giyuu: *Nodding in agreement*

Tengen : I like your top, Kyojuro!

Giyuu: I have a name, you know.

Kyojuro: *sighs* Why. Why are you like this.

Giyuu: I thought is was funny ngl.

Tengen : Sorry, I'm late to the party. I've been doing things.

Kyojuro, entering in an unbuttoned shirt: I got caught up doing things too.

Giyuu: Wow, Tengen was late too! What a coincidence!

Giyuu: I committed all 7 deadly sins in 30 minutes.

Tengen : Wow, I've gotta hear this.

Giyuu: I was angry and envious of my neighbor so I lazily seduced his wife and ate all his groceries and didn't share.

Tengen : You forgot pride.

Giyuu: No, I'm pretty proud of this.

Giyuu: Why is everyone so obsessed with top or bottom? Honestly, I’d just be excited to have a bunk bed.

Tengen :

Tengen : I'm gonna tell them.

Kyojuro: Don't you dare.

Tengen : Who do we know that has handcuffs?

Giyuu: Well Kyojuro and I-

Kyojuro: *elbows Giyuu*

Giyuu: ...wouldn't know.

Tengen: Damn i didn’t think you’d be kinky Kyo!

Kyojuro: Why single me out!?

Tengen: Quiet people are always kinky.

Giyuu: Nuh uh

Kyojuro: Bonjour, Giyuu. Voulez–vous coucher avec moi?

Giyuu: No, I don't want to sleep with you.

Kyojuro: Is that what that means? Oh, man, I had a really gross tennis instructor.

Giyuu: Know why I called you in here?

Tengen : Because I accidentally sent you a dick pic.

Giyuu: *Stops pouring two glasses of wine.* Accidentally?

Tengen , with a headache: Advil me up, daddy.

Giyuu: I will short out the language centre of your brain if you say anything like that ever again.

Kyojuro, bursting into the room: You two are having sex!

Tengen , not looking up from their book: Really? Giyuu, why didn’t you tell me? I would have put my book down.

Giyuu: I thought we were having a sleepover..

Kyojuro, gardening: Hey, can you bring me the hoe?

Giyuu: Yeah, sure.

*A few minutes later*

Giyuu: Here you go.

Kyojuro:

Giyuu:

Tengen : Why am I here?

Giyuu: I’m so funny.

*At a speed dating event*

Tengen : Oh wow, people are really shallow.

Giyuu: Consider it a background check. For example: Do you have a death certificate?

Tengen : *Checks their pulse* Sorry, not yet.

Giyuu: Good, I'm not fucking a ghost again.

Tengen: Again?

Giyuu: Being a medium is an experience.

Giyuu: Do you think sex without love is a sin?

Tengen : If it is, I’ll see you in hell.

Kyojuro: Why are you two like this?

Tengen : Priest kink is definitely a thing and I am afflicted by it.

Giyuu: Go to church.

Giyuu: WAIT—

Giyuu: Oh look who got laid last night.

Kyojuro: That’s right chumps, missionary accomplished!

Tengen : Heh, Giyuu sneezes like a girl.

Giyuu: How about I pound you like boy?

Giyuu: That didn’t come out right.

————————————————————————

Sigh i’m not well, but i love them sm. They are severely out of character but that makes funny. that’s there dynamic now fr fr. Don’t worry they can wholesome.

[dagger-wren]

Pamper Night

Warnings- none (just a poorly written fluff)

Mainly Bradley Bradshaw x Reader

It all started on a typical weekday evening. You hummed as you stood in front of the mirror, wrapped in a soft towel and hair pulled back with a hairband. Your hands smoothed over your cheeks as you applied a pale green cream to your face.

Leant against the door frame, his flight suit unzipped Bradley watched you with his arms folded and lovesick expression on his face. He must have come home while you were the shower.

"Hey, Baby" you smiled, glancing in his direction before back at the mirror. "You just gonna stare or do you want some?" You teased gently after he didnt move from his spot.

"I always want some, honey" he said with a shiteating grin before he quickly moved forward and lifted a squealing you onto the counter.

You laughed as you steaded yourself on the counterside, holding his shoulders, even though he had a supportive hold on you. You kissed his cheek, careful not to cover him in the face mask.

"I meant some of the mask, you big dork" you smiled as he kissed your shoulder before pulling back with a frown.

"What even is it?" He looked from your face to the tub in your hand to your face again, before sniffing the tub. "Hm, smells nice. Can you eat it?"

"No" you laughed before grabbing a damp wash cloth beside you and wiping a grease smudge off his cheek. "It goes on your face, makes your skin healthy"

"Sorry, baby" He said softly, suddenly realising he was covered in sweat, grease and smelled like jet fuel. "I was working on the plane with Mav. Your here as flesh as daisy and I'm all... this" He gestured to himself.

Bradley moved to step away but you held onto him, locking your legs around him like a koala. "We can always shower again when the masks are done"

He raised an eyebrow at you "Oh yeah?" He smirked "alright, smother it on me, baby"

After a few moments of content silence, Bradley visibly started to relax under your fingertips smooting dolaps of product on his face. "Will it actually work? I mean you face is always beautiful, you don't need this"

"It feels nice to pamper yourself and treat your skin" you kissed a bare part of his cheek "also this face ain't cheap. It's masks like this that help"

He hummed at you "Whatever you say, honey. It does feel nice though" he smiled gently as you continued applying to his cheeks and forehead.

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The first one to find out from the squad was Natasha as she had come round for a relaxing evening of hair braiding, face masks, rom-com movies and wine. Being a woman surrounded by testosterone it was nice to relax, be feminine without being seen as 'girlie'

On the second night of what was turning into a weekly, 'pamper night'. Bradley dropped on the couch between you, handed you a tub of face mask and closed his eyes, leaning his head back on the couch. Natasha stared in shock as you carefully and delicately applied the cool, sweet smelling goo to his skin.

"It's good for your skin" He said to Natasha without opening his eyes to look at her. "You gotta pamper it sometimes"

The nights quickly become the three of you, relaxing with face masks, wine and movies.

After a long, stressful day and a scary moment in training, Natasha brought Bob along for an evening. The squad had started to hear about the evenings Natasha spent at yours. Sweet Bob had shown no hesitation in removing his glasses and having strawberry and lime scent lumpy cream applied to his soft cheeks.

Over time more and more joined when they could. All of them relaxing in your tiny living room, with wine and beer. Bowls of popcorn and candy dotted around the room as each had their faces smothered in varying colours of face masks.

The first night Jake arrived he was offerend that he had only just known. He happily brought his own supplies, a crate of beer in one hand and a bag of skin care in the other.

Mickey had been scolded when he tried to eat a tub as dip with chips.

Reuban and Javy made everyone swear on their lives, that no one outside of your living room would know that they melted under the soothing masks.

As nice and fun as these nights were, you still treasured the first time, you applied a face mask to Bradley's face.

You sat on the bathroom counter as he stood between your legs. His warm hands resting on your thighs as his warm breath fanned your cheeks while you gently smoothed the cucumber and kiwi mask on his face. Carefully avoiding his mustache and watching as your fingers seemed like magic, removing the lines of the day's stress from his face and his lip curling in a relaxed smile.

[mysticstarlightduck]

Incorrect Quotes Tag!

I was kindly tagged by @rickie-the-storyteller for this one! You can find their post here.

And here is the link to the actual Incorrect Quotes Generator.

(The rules of the tag game involve using the generator to create incorrect quotes of your OCs)

For this one, I will be using characters from The Last Wrath (I might tweak, add to or adapt some of the quotes slightly but most of them will be untouched)

Brace yourselves, cause this one is about to get very long - because I have a big character cast and love chaos. (:

THE LAST WRATH -

VALLERIUS:  Like they say, "If you can't beat them, curl up in a ball and protect your organs."

**

EMRYC:  Well you see, the explanation is perfectly simple and scientific. It was because shut up. Shut up is why.

**

PEREGRINE:  Pros and cons of dating me: Pros, you’ll be the cute one. Cons, holy shit where do I begin -

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SYBIL: I know what a prism is! It’s where you put bad people. 

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LUKAN (drunk): I hope no one lowkey hates me. Highkey hate me, hate me with every fiber of your being.

ISOLDE: (staring at him with a “I’m dead inside expression”): Go big or go home.

**

TANWIN: I'm hot, I’m tall, I'm gay, and I'm on my theatre kid arc.

**

KADEN (after falling from a tree) : I’m a fool, not an idiot.

NYX: You’re both.

**

SEIRA (after Peregrine accepts the Bloodbind Ritual on himself and fails to realize why she is so upset at him):  What, I can’t be in a bad mood? It’s like people think, “Oh, Seira: is such a nice person, Seira is so happy-go-lucky! Seira can’t be in a bad mood!” Well, you know what? Seira CAN be in a bad mood. And right now, Seira IS in a bad mood.

**

THE HIDDEN ROOM IN THE SORCERER’S TOWER: I give you a cursed amulet!

HELIOS : Cool! It’ll make me look cute, and the shadow that follows me will make me more active, I’ll get out more!

**

DARIAN (while being hunted down across the continent by an Empire and a horde of assassins) :  Well, well, well, if it isn’t the consequences of my actions.

**

MORWAN (already five cups of wine in, still not drunk):  You treat an outside wound with rubbing alcohol. You treat an inside wound with drinking alcohol.

YUNA (chugging a bottle of rum across the table): Honestly, same.

NADINNE (daintily sipping a cup of tea): Should I... be concerned?

MORWAN: Maybe, babe

**

CASSANDER: I was born for politics. I have great hair and I love lying.

**

EMRYC:  I just learned a way to get stuff on the cheap. Steal it!

ANSELL (nearly in tears, chasing down Emryc): It’s the third time this week - put that thing back where it came from!

**

NETHEN (at some point after his father allowed the Emperor to execute Elain): Helpful grammar tip: “farther” is for physical distance, “further” is for methaphorical distance, and “father” is for emotional distance, and emotional damage!

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JULYAN:  I only have two emotions: exhaustion and stress. And I’m somehow always feeling both simultaneously.

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BRYN at the slightest provocation: I came into this earth screaming and covered in someone else's blood and and I'm not afraid to leave the same way.

ANSELL and The Squad (deeply concerned, turning to Ellinor and Nethen): Are you still sure this is the right guy for the job?

ELLINOR with a proud smile: Yep, that’s the one!

NETHEN: *looking straight at Bryn* I’m pretty sure that guy is clinically insane... Imma be his best friend!

**

AZRA (at 3AM):  I’m gonna mix a can of Red Bull with seventeen shots of espresso in a fishbowl and then chug it while Kids by MGMT plays in the background so I can perceive twenty-three spatial dimensions and fight my own soul.

RAELEN (with a feral grin and sleep deprived eyes): DO IT

NYX (awakened and confused): Please don’t. 

KADEN AND SYBIL: *already chugging down a fishbowl with that precise mix in the background*

JULYAN (torn between pride and deep concern as he stares straight at Raelen and Azra): *quietly* I raised these kids

**

JAMIE: Sometimes, I don’t realize an event was traumatic until I tell it as a funny story and notice everyone is staring at me weird.

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BRYN:  I scare people a lot because I walk very softly and they don't hear me enter rooms. So when they turn around, I'm just kind of there and their fear fuels me.

(In the background, as Bryn has just popped out of thin air and spoke without prompting, Ansell’s soul has yet to return to his body.)

**

ISOLDE (being physically held back by Arammis):  I have yet to encounter a problem where a sword didn't factor into the solution at least in some way.

PEREGRINE: *nods in agreement to her statement*

**

DARIAN: I've got a weapon, and I'm... admittedly VERY afraid to use it!

**

TRYSTAN (Peregrine’s mentor and brother-figure, has been rambling on about this for more than an hour) -  I’m sick and tired of being called 'mortal' like, you don’t know that. Neither do I. I have never died even ONCE. Nothing has been proven yet. Stop making assumptions. It’s rude.

Imperial Guards that have him Imprisoned: PLEASE SHUT UP

**

ZEPHYR (Age 14, fresh out of the destruction of Eldon and deeply cursed): I am very small and I have no money, so you can imagine the kind of stress that I'm under.

**

BRYN, TANWIN AND ORYON (collectively):  Dear Diary, my teen angst bullshit has a body count

**

JULYAN, an antisocial fire mage:  Do not come over to my house. If the house is on fire you may knock once, if I don’t answer assume I set the fire and I want to burn to death.

**

Also Julyan, an antisocial fire mage:  *sets himself on fire and screams in agony, only to start laughing uncontrollably* Nah, I’m just kidding. Fire does nothing to me.

(In response to that) Oryon, running on 2 hours of sleep, having to deal with being this dumbass’ healer 24/7 in an enemy dungeon: If you do that again, I will personally yeet myself out of the tallest window I can find. No, as a matter of fact, I will yeet both of us out of a window. TRY ME.

**

ZEPHYR (in his time searching for an anti-magic spell in the Liranthian Academies):  Sometimes I wonder if I’m hearing voices. Then I remember that’s the last bit of sanity I have trying to get me to fall asleep at a reasonable time.

**

LUCIYA (yelling at Willen/Raven):   Of course I have a lot of pent-up rage, you fool! I've been the same height since I was twelve! We grew up together, how could you not know this - 

**

AZRA, about the feral dragon that has decided to adopt him:  I can't believe there's a dragon somewhere in my house. Amazing feeling. Love dragons. And she's here, in my house! Somewhere! And I may encounter her! What a treat.

**

ORYON (after befriending Julyan and Nesryn) -  I have met some of the most insufferable people! *stops to think, suddenly concerned* But they also met me -

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MYRAH, at the slightest of inconveniences -  I'm a nice person, but I'm about to start throwing rocks at people.

**

ARAMMIS, done with the bullshit she witnesses on a daily basis at the royal court of Faravvia:  I think I mostly want to see what happens when this whole place breaks apart.

**

ZEPHYR, in the middle of the night, unprompted:  I have one foot in the grave but in a kind of fun flirty way, the way one might slip on a fishnet stocking.

INNARA, writing in her diary with a glitter pen: I'm losing my sense of humanity. Nothing matters. God is dead. There's blood on my hands.

(In the background) JAMIE: *sobs* STOP TALKING AT 2 AM AND LET ME SLEEP, FOR FUCKS SAKE -

**

TRYSTAN (right after Peregrine screws up majorly and almost gets himself killed): My expectations were low, but I guess they can always go lower.

**

NYX:  My ultimate goal is to punch the Emperor in the eye, just to spite him one last time.

SYBIL: Isn’t our mere existence enough to do that?

KADEN: Nah. It isn’t petty enough. 

NYX, proud: That’s what I’m talking about!

AZRA: We’re all gonna die, aren’t we?

RAELEN: Yep, but it will be glorious.

**

CIRIEN: The next time I open up to someone, I’ll die and it'll be my autopsy.

BRYN, panicking: Please don’t.

**

(And last but not least)

Tagging (gently): @lassiesandiego @writernopal @lyutenw @clairelsonao3 @elshells @gummybugg @liv-is @repressed-and-depressed @jasperygrace @jay-avian

SEIRA: *takes a free sample twice* Robbery and Fraud. I am a Rebel.

[storiesofsvu]

Alright, happy Thursday hoes, lets get to this.

Mothership first

Okay… interesting open…

Omg…how many times are they gonna use the trope of “don’t touch that!” “who the hell are you?” surprise it’s the new laywer…

Not surprised its another old white dude, but at least he’s not as old as mccoy

Okay seriously…. If they get rid of Samantha I will not be watching this show anymore..

I wonder if they’re going to bring this staff change up on svu too considering this guy is also now carisi’s boss… but the writers seem to have forgotten that these shows all exist together until they want to do a crossover.

If this was svu the ada would be storming into the squad room yelling at the detectives for making a mistake that’s gonna cost them their case. Why don’t we get to see that on mothership? I want more crossing over between departments, cops never show up in the gallery either, just to testify if they’re needed.

Oooo yesss that maroon suit. I see you ma’am!

Man they’re just right fucked with this case aren’t they?

This defence attorney is super crusty

How come these videos are coming up NOW and not before things went to trial??

This judges office is barba’s office. They really only have so many sets, hey? (also the continuity of that office on this show/universe drives me fucking insane).

My subtitles keep cutting in and out and that is also driving me insane

Toronto time.

Will I pay attention? Likely no

JESUS FUCK talk about a cold fucking opening wow.

Big surprise I stopped paying attention halfway through the ep. Like, it’s fully muted right now and I’m working on writing LOL

SVU time

BRUH is this maria stuff ive been seeing all over twitter legit?! I thought people were fucking clowning LOL

Olivia in uniform just fucking makes me so fucking weak every single time

Clearly the other captain hasn’t been in the field a lot if that was her immediate reaction to that crime scene

Okay… hear me out… olivia literally saved maria’s life and stayed on the phone with her ALL night. We all know she has a habit of taking in strays… there’s no doubt maria became a cop because of liv… maria would have reached out TO HER about her graduation, not the other way around…

Velasco getting actual screen time finally. I do have to say, im back on my Velasco bullshit…

LOL. I know it was unintentional but the harshness of velasco’s knock on the door killed me.

4 hours of law and order is too much. Im getting bored and this is the show I actually like. I think imma start skipping Toronto cause mothership does hit some days

If this girl has a good enough lawyer she could easily get off on an insanity type plea… tbh this episode would’ve been way better on criminal minds. That would’ve been bad ass.

This episode is almost over and we got absolutely NO closure on the maria thing AND we didn’t get to go to court. Im OVER this fucking show man lol

Liv being back in her bac nail polish era is bomb though

Fin doesn’t strike me as a scotch guy… this is weird..

Okay… liv is really not okay. Like this girl needs support, she needs proper and regular therapy, she needs a break from work. Go home and spend time with your son instead of drinking cheap wine alone in a bar? Also while we’re talking about drinking alone after work being all sad, can we touch on the fact that her mother was an alcoholic, and that was what *killed* her… this is incredibly worrisome and I doubt we’re ever going to touch on it/get it fleshed out like we should…

Okay we at least got some maria closure. Thank you.

OC time!

Jet *attempting* to control stabler, woof. At least someone’s trying loooll

This bitch is so dead

Part of me feels like its bullshit that se wouldn’t know any of this about her own brother, but also I never talk to my family so…. LOL.

Fuck he’s creepy as shit

There is NO WAY THAT TINY MAN IS THE SAME SIZE AS ELLIOT

The fact that it took THIS long for someone higher up to question his anger/trauma/etc affecting his job is wild.

THE BARTENDER IN ME IS FUCKING DYING. I had a PHYSICAL reaction to that conversation.

“you’ve never had a long island ice tea?!” “I don’t like ice tea it’s too bleh” guy promptly orders two to prove that theyre good? THERE IS NO ICED TEA IN LONG ISLANDS

Cragen’s really just gonna be in the last second of this episode isn’t he?

Everyone: proper ear pieces

Jet: nah. Air pod.

I really thought that stabler was gonna be missing for a like, a good chunk of time with no one knowing.

OHHHH right! The foil he found in the bathroom garbage and immediately licked… right… I forgot about that. Now the question is who it belongs to…..

[shih-coulda-had-it]

# 27 from the 200 lemon dialogue ❤️ sorahiko and sakumo

27. "Oh honey, you know, you really shouldn't tease me." | shimurastorino, with a focus on sorahiko/husbando shimura| wc: 725

a/n: established OT3, but Nana and Sakumo are engaged to be married.

//

This year, the N.H.A. had the novel idea to dedicate two nights to honoring their employees. Last week had been for the solo pro-heroes, which Nana had attended as Sakumo’s plus-one. Tonight is for the pro-heroes who are registered partners or teams, which means that Sakumo is now her plus-one, as Sorahiko can’t dodge the invite.

It’s probably one of the noisiest holiday gala Sorahiko’s attended in recent years.

Sorahiko doesn’t know who handled the invites, because it sounds like every pro-hero and their squad of interns is crashing the party. Cheap complimentary beer and wine and some concoction of a punch being passed around—it’s a recipe for mayhem, especially with the hired orchestra switching out to a DJ playing exclusive club music. No one notices Sorahiko and Sakumo fleeing for quieter pastures.

Like this bathroom.

“You’re not needed elsewhere?” Sakumo asks, as Sorahiko kicks the door shut behind them. Almost immediately, the party is muffled and the only real distinct noise Sorahiko hears is Sakumo’s frazzled breathing.

He turns the lock and turns on his heel, instinct telling him to take in his surroundings. “Nana can handle a potential riot. You looked like you were on the brink of a sensory overload.”

The bathroom is large enough for maybe four individual stalls, but it only houses one toilet and sink. The wallpaper is a touch old-fashioned, but the tiles and grout are clean, and the countertop isn’t even stained with the remnants of antibacterial soap. It’s pretty nice.

Sakumo stands at the center, tugging at his bowtie. Beads of sweat sit at his temple, wisps of hair stick flat to his forehead.

“I wasn’t expecting the crowd.”

“I don’t think the hosts were either,” Sorahiko says drily, and picks at his cufflinks for lack of anything else to fiddle with. “You alright, though? I saw Nana on our way out.”

She’d seen him dragging her fiancé by the hand, navigating the cliques by cold-shouldering anyone too slow to jump away. Sorahiko gestured once to the wilting, sweating, shallow-breathing figure he towed alongside him, then to the nearest bathroom. 

A quick hand-sign: Be there soon. And he flashed an acknowledgment before continuing to haul Sakumo out of the swarming young adults determined to make the best of a paid holiday.

“Anything she trusts you to handle, I do too,” says Sakumo.

“... So there’s something bothering you.”

“Not so alarming as that.” The toothy, rueful smile reminds him of Nana, though there’s a notable fanged edge to Sakumo’s mouth in comparison.

“What, can you still hear the music? Or did somebody mess with your drink?”

Sakumo lets out a laugh. “No, no, it’s, ah… You’re not wearing a tie, Sorahiko. Between Nana’s dress and your unbuttoned shirt, it’s hard to tell who I’m drooling over more.”

He processes, then concludes: Sakumo wrenched his adrenaline-fueled panic into horny mode.

Nana’s strapless gown is midnight-blue and as glittery as a night sky; it hugs her breasts and cinches at the waist and falls straight down to her ankles. There’s a slit at the front of the skirt, off-centered, high enough that Nana can comfortably kick any offenders in the gut. It is also much more sexy than Sorahiko’s standard tuxedo.

“You’re too kind,” says Sorahiko, rolling his eyes. Then an idea strikes like a match. “I’m not showing nearly enough skin to match her. Could probably fix that, though.”

Sakumo’s eyes gleam under the cold blue fluorescent lighting. He licks his lips. “Need some help?”

“Nah,” he says, and rolls his neck. He shrugs off his blazer in slow, relaxed movements, folds it in half and tosses it over to the sink. Then Sorahiko undoes and pockets his cufflinks. He takes a step back so he can lean against the door. With his hands down by his lap, he splays his fingers over his building arousal, exhales.

Instead of unzipping his trousers, though, he switches tracks and rolls his sleeves up to his elbows.

He hears the abrupt step forward first, and then feels Sakumo rushing up against him, hands going to pin Sorahiko’s by his head and tongue going for Sorahiko’s parted lips. Sakumo kisses like he’s starving for affection. Sorahiko tastes white wine and lets himself moan, rolling his hips against Sakumo’s. 

Breathless, Sakumo rumbles, “Oh honey, you know, you really shouldn’t tease me.”

[inquixotic]

LIKE HALF THE RP, NIGHT 38.

daybeds, after movie night

with @guttcd, @heatwayve, @graftisms, and @dobits !

evelyn mendoza.

"okay, one bottle of very nice champagne." it's probably just sparkling wine, knowing the production's budget, but it's wine, and dante likes wine, and maybe it'll help lessen the sting of having that played a bit. it was one of the opened ones, because she was never going to be able to actually pop a bottle, plus that feels celebratory and totally not the mood. she crawls into the daybed on the side of dante, eyes watching charlene pace around next to it, immediately resting her head on his shoulder. "that was such bullshit of them to include that, sweet, i'm sorry," she says, a note of uncharacteristic anger striking in her tone, offering him the bottle with a sympathetic look. @nuve @deanna

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐬

she's currently on a rant, pacing around and waving her hands around. "like -- why the hell would they pick YOU if they were falling in love with marcus? who fucking does that? does she think we're in fucking... i don't know! vampire diaries or something?" she's absolutely fuming, only taking a breath when evie makes over to them, her aura much more sympathetic compared to charlene's. her gaze softens as soon as they land on dante. "sorry -- this is about you. not me. wanna... talk about it?"

miles o'sullivan

he's been here w the squad so that frankie can pull callie in peace (🤪).

𝗱𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗲 𝗼𝗹𝗶𝘃𝗲𝗶𝗿𝗮.

the sight of the bottle of cheap champagne does bring a smile to dante's face—though it's washed away with more words from charlene's litbottle rampage, pacing back and forth in front of them. if he watched any longer, dante would get dizzy. "it's okay," he says, half-heartedly. arm wrapping around evie with one hand, he uses the other to take a quick sip. "i don't think there is much to talk about. i did not know..." he trails off, thinking about romi's words about marcus. "but i knew enough. it's... that was a litbottle embarrassing, huh?" he tries to laugh it off, weakly.

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐬

holy shit she did not see miles sitting there! "yeah -- for them. 'cus they apparently don't know what they fucking want." she grumbles, taking the bottle and occupying herself with the task of making sure everyone's glass has plenty of liquor.

evelyn mendoza.

there's a stubborn set to her jaw, understanding in how embarrassed he must feel for that, to have his feelings on full display for everyone to see when romi turned him down, then said all that about loving marcus. "they look like an absolute muppet, babe, for real." there's a pang of guilt too, for how confidently she had told him not to worry, and she continues on, "they had absolutely no fuckin' business saying all that to someone who isn't you. it's a bad fuckin' show, it's gross."

𝗱𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗲 𝗼𝗹𝗶𝘃𝗲𝗶𝗿𝗮.

he's still shaking his head. "it's okay. i mean—it wasn't nice to watch, but i do not think bad of her. her and marcus have been together the whole time. when she chose me after coming back from casa... i did not think she was going to," he admits. "and i know he still loves her, so... i hope they're happy." he takes a much longer chug of the champagne, before passing it to charlene. "it's just sad." he's sad.

evelyn mendoza.

"it is sad," she agrees, putting her annoyance on the back burner to give him a weird half hug due to the positioning on the bed. "and it's not fair. to either of you."

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐬

she chugs her drink along with him, mostly in an attempt to calm herself down. cus liquor is totally is the thing you need for that! "it is sad." she fills their glasses once more before  handing miles the bottle. if he's not going to say anything, he can at least be on liquor duty. charlene kneels down in front of dante, allowing her free hand to give his knee a small, sympathetic squeeze. "you're allowed to be sad. i know you really gave it your best shot, dee. really."  she looks up at him, a determined look on her face that shows there is no room for debate. "she was lucky to have you and stupid to lose you."

miles o'sullivan

"wait, back this up. did you tell them you loved them? and then they asked you for an open relationship?" he knows he loves to pretend a red flag's a green one but shit...!

𝗱𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗲 𝗼𝗹𝗶𝘃𝗲𝗶𝗿𝗮.

all of charlene's comments are nice but unwarranted, because after all this, he still can't think of one thing romi had done wrong. it would've been nice to hear about her feelings for marcus before watching it unfold on the screen, but judging from the clip it didn't look like marcus knew much about it, either. glancing at miles, he nods seriously. "when she chose me a few days ago... it did not feel like it," he tries to explain, slowly. "she did not even dance on me during the challenge because of marcus. and marcus and her were staying friends, and he told me he still cared for her. it felt like i was in the middle of it, no? sometimes two people don't know what they really want is each other." the smile he gives him is melancholy. "so i suggested we go back to getting to know each other, so she could maybe work things out with marcus. i told her i love her because i do. that does not change just because of everything."

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐬

it must be nice to not have the brain capacity to be mad — she wishes she was as chill as he was but she’s too petty. too protective of her friends. especially dante. she doesn’t want to make this about herself though, so she simply rest her check on his knee. “im sorry dee.”

evelyn mendoza.

her lips press together, blinking back any water in her eyes at how he's talking, like there's no hope in it at all. she really missed how worried he was about that, huh? "you're too good, babe." in general, for romi, he can take his pick. "they wanna hiding, for real." evie chews at her tom lip, glancing at charlene like maybe she shouldn't point this out, but continues on anyways. "that said...marcus may not even choose them, after bein' shot all over the place like a fuckin' pinball with them. what would that mean for you?"

miles o'sullivan

honestly, dante's experiencing what miles' nightmare had been about coming back. when they played frankie's tape, part of him had been bracing himself for a similar confession - one that hadn't come. fuck, he really needs to get up and find frankie soon. but saying something to dante, who could've just as easily been him tonight, also feels important. "for what it's worth, you did the right thing. like, it's tough to go with your gut in a situation like that, but...you got a feeling and you trusted it," for the amount of side-eye dante gets for being a litbottle empty between the ears, he strikes miles as remarkably intelligent right now. "it's no wonder she picked you, 'cause of the kind of guy you are, but sometimes people can't help how they feel, i guess. even if your feelings aren't changing, i'm sorry that the rest is. we haven't changed though," he motions to the bombshells around him, "we've still got your back."

𝗱𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗲 𝗼𝗹𝗶𝘃𝗲𝗶𝗿𝗮.

his hand runs gently through charlene's hair in front of him, offering everyone a litbottle smile. it's funny, but despite this being one of the lowest points of his love island experience, he also doesn't think he's ever felt so supported here. dante can't remember the last time he felt this supported, period. it made the whole situation a litbottle lighter. "thank you," he nods in miles' direction, because it feels like a lot coming from him. "no, people can't help how they feel. but that's okay. i told romi that what happens with her and marcus will not change my feelings of her, and i still agree." evie's question is a litbottle tougher, lips pressing together for a moment, before shrugging. "i don't know where any of this leaves me. but it's okay. i've had a lot of fun being here, and that will not change." he's already bracing for the worst.

angel reid

he'd made a hard left turn after seeing naomi and marcus embracing in the kitchen, not quite drunk enough to lose sense of when his presence isn't wanted. instead he heads for miles, crouches down next to him as dante finishes his sentiment. "you ain't goin' anywhere, big d," angel affirms. "got a lot of show left."

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐬

dante really is too sweet. too selfless. if it was just the two of them or if she had enough liquor in her system she would probably be crying for him. like the drunk girls in the bar that cry cus she thinks the girls they just met in the bathroom deserve the world. instead she just nods at everyone's words, agreeing whole heartedly and appreciating them for being much more eloquent than she is. "how are you two holding up?" she directs the question to h miles and angel.

angel reid

"like shit," he laughs, finishing off his beer and immediately wishing he'd bit the bullet and barged in on marcaomi before this. "the girls went inside to hash things out," he tells miles, smacking his palm on miles' thigh. then he nods toward evie. "this one was right."

𝗱𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗲 𝗼𝗹𝗶𝘃𝗲𝗶𝗿𝗮.

"i don't understand," he frowns, looking between angel and miles, then angel and evie. "what is there to hash out?" angel wasn't even in the movies, right?

miles o'sullivan

"oh? i don't know, i was okay. i didn't...think it was that bad," his brow furrows, a glance over at angel. he wasn't sweating about frankie's video, was honestly looking forward to teasing her about it, but wonders if this is just one of those things he hasn't been told. "right about what?"

evelyn mendoza.

she stares at angel like he's grown another head. "i told him it was too soon to be closed off, shouldn't feel like a second choice." she says, offhand, to miles. "what in the hell are you talking about, this one was right?"

angel reid

"and as long as frankie's in here, i'm always gonna be second choice," he fills in the expletives following evie's explanation. "frankie saw it, too. she was telling callie it was weird she chose her movie, asked if she did it to fuck with your guys' thing." and now they're probably making plans to continue the convo in the hideaway. to wrap it all up, he gestures again to evie, "ergo, this one was right."

evelyn mendoza.

she sits up at that. "that is not what i said, angel."

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐬

it's hard to defend callie when she has no idea why she keeps picking frankie for these challenges. "i don't get why calllie had to chose frankie's video. like, she rejected her."  she looks at miles when the 'second choice' comment is made, wondering if he's going to react but then evie corrects angel and she turns to look at her. "what did you say then?"

angel reid

"see, if we'd gotten to see my movie, we wouldn't even need to argue about this right now." 'cause yes you fucking did, evelyn.

miles o'sullivan

"well, if she thought it would fuck with us, it's not going to," miles shrugs. he's choosing to trust frankie on this.

evelyn mendoza.

she turns her attention to charlene, trying to push her temper down and speak calmly. "i said that frankie and callie were really intense, and i wasn't sure she would've picked him had frankie not fucked up with naomi, so he shouldn't be closed off early on. 'cause frankie was going to a constant," she says plainly, pausing to take a sip of her wine. "which callie said was true. but compared it to like, an ex. which is fine and fair." she'll withhold her opinion on a week not being enough to move on fully, though.

angel reid

he really appreciates charlene's validation, gives a motion of acknowledgement to her before his attention is whipped to miles. "dude --," he gestures to himself now, "i'm so totally fucked with." he catches only the last bit of evie's words to charlene, just enough to know that he's still right, he shakes his head. "i just thought it was so not the move." a glance to miles, he shrugs. "like, on callie's part. frankie was just as confused as me."

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐬

it kind of sounds to charlene like angel's summary of what evie said was spot on. if this was being said before tonight she might have actually argued against it but right now, she doesn't know what to think. if callie is pulling another romi and naomi where she's pretending to not know what she wants only to reveal that she was still into frankie all along. "it definitely wasn't the move." she stands back up, dusting her knees off some before offering angel her glass of champagne. "i'm sorry ang. i have no idea what is going on with her right now. maybe she had too many to drink?" she offers weakly

miles o'sullivan

he just leans on angel where they're sat together, his head on his shoulder. there's a warmth that blooms in his chest at the mention of frankie, but also, worry. he hopes that frankie's not all in her head about this, that she doesn't take the fact that he went to comfort dante as a bad sign – just fact that he wasn't stressed about the two of them. he's got no ability to try and gauge what's going on in callie's head because he barely knows the girl, "honestly, we had kind of a nice chat the other night about...this kind of stuff," miles suggests. "i'd be fuming if frankie had chosen her. do you think she's, um, self-saaging?" cheryl loves this word.

evelyn mendoza.

she setbottles back into dante, her eyes drifting across everyone's faces. "she shouldn't have picked her," she prefaces slowly, having much less sympathy for angel than she does dante or even miles, but still having some. "but it's hard to move on from someone you made plans with in a snap, even if she's serious about you, y'know?" she can't believe she's the one defending callie here, honestly. "did you tell her that it makes you uncomfortable? she knows that, right?"

𝗱𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗲 𝗼𝗹𝗶𝘃𝗲𝗶𝗿𝗮.

is just listening because it feels wrong to chime in on this.

angel reid

"thanks, babe," he tells char, taking her glass and downing the entire thing. "being drunk's no excuse." except he'll definitely lean on that tomorrow as an explanation for why he reacted as badly as he did. "self-saaging would be, like, best case scenario," he chuckles dryly. he's pretty sure it's just 'cause callie likes frankie. plain and simple. "would you be fuming?" he hums more genuine laughter now, fingers scratching on miles' knee. "feel like maybe i gotta drink whatever chill dude juice you're sippin' on." water might be good, too. to evie, he nods. "'course. i think it's just hard for her to deal with. like, she never fucks up, is always super solid. frankie's just -- i dunno, her weak spot."

evelyn mendoza.

"dude." not an unkindly dude, mind, but a litbottle exasperated, maybe, because it kinda sounds like he's got her on some kind of a pedestal and that's just plain unhealthy. "she's human, she's gonna slip up sometimes." especially when she's got a weak spot like frankie. "you said you'd take being her second choice, right? it's fine if you can't, but like...i dunno. her making a mistake isn't the end of the world."

angel reid

fingers drum thoughtfully on miles' leg, he's half surprised by how much sense evie's making and is fully suspicious about it. "yeah, i dunno. she was just real fucking quick to pull frankie..." that does feel like the end of the world. but he did say that, told callie something similar, too. "i need another drink," he doesn't, but he pulls himself up anyway after ruffling miles' hair. "anybody want?" once he's got order, if any, he'll go ahead and exit stage left.

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐬

it sounds to her that angel just needs to vent and with evie being on the defensive and miles having no reaction at all, she doesn't blame him for wanting to leave.. "i'll go with you." she offers with a knowing smile. "whiskey sours everyone?" surely they could all use something harder.

evelyn mendoza.

"she pulled frankie?" her eyebrows do go up at that, but she withholds further comment as angel gets up to leave. whoops! tough love wasn't the move. "whiskey sour sounds nice, thank you both."

𝗱𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗲 𝗼𝗹𝗶𝘃𝗲𝗶𝗿𝗮.

he shakes his head at the offer, taking another swig from the bottle he does have.

miles o'sullivan

"i would have actually been fuming," miles digresses as angel gets up to leave, "i don't know. i know i've been chill about this stuff, but it's not like i love the fact that we've had to like, move forward in relation to callie a lot of the time," miles' brow furrows. he knows he's pretty even-tempered, wants to keep the good vibes, but that doesn't mean he doesn't care. "but i do trust her, and it's been really good lately," his neck cranes toward the villa, as if he's going to x-ray in on what chat frankie and callie are having. "i don't know. you don't think that's wrong of me?" he looks at dante, whose opinion he really trusts.

𝗱𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗲 𝗼𝗹𝗶𝘃𝗲𝗶𝗿𝗮.

dante's surprised to see miles looking to him for advice, but he nods in agreement. "i think you would know if it is not right. just because something is not perfect, doesn't mean it should be rid of. love isn't always easy." it usually isn't, actually.

miles o'sullivan

"damn. that was really good. they should hire you to write those things in fortune cookies," miles nods thoughtfully.

evelyn mendoza.

"do you like...want me to go try to hear what they're saying?" directed to miles. she'd be mad with jealousy if she were him right now. "make sure dante's right."

miles o'sullivan

"you'd do that?"

evelyn mendoza.

"sure, yeah. callie already hates me, right? can't blame you if it's me."

𝗱𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗲 𝗼𝗹𝗶𝘃𝗲𝗶𝗿𝗮.

"why does she hate you?" he frowns.

evelyn mendoza.

"okay, that's a litbottle dramatic," she huffs. she doesn't hate her. "she wasn't happy with me, that's all. might as well keep that streak goin' rather than subject miles to it, right?"

miles o'sullivan

"you don't want to be friends with her?" he pauses, leaning in, "well, okay. but if you do it, you can't say it was because of me."

evelyn mendoza.

she waves her hand, not exactly dismissive, but trying to be casual "i dunno. i just don't think she genuinely wants to be my friend. it's like, a whole thing. i'll get into it after i report back. and, no, i won't rat you out. i'll say i needed, like, more concealer and didn't wanna interrupt. it's perfect." with that, she pushes off and goes off towards the villa.

miles o'sullivan

there's a glance at dante as evie runs off, "she was almost too excited to go do that..." he trails off. hopefully this doesn't cause any problems!

𝗱𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗲 𝗼𝗹𝗶𝘃𝗲𝗶𝗿𝗮.

"she must be very bored," he admits, with a small laugh. "her and eden and victoria. it's a shame we couldn't watch one of their movies." the reason behind that is completely lost on him, the fact that they probably have zero content.

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84 Taylor Swift Lyrics For Parties & Your Bejeweled Insta Pics

Oct. 31, 2022

If Midnights by Taylor Swift has been on repeat lately, then you probably agree that the pop-superstar is a mastermind when it comes to writing hits. Even if she’s singing about gut-wrenching heartbreak or betrayal in a song, she always finds a way to make it an irresistible dance anthem with relatable lyrics to sing along to. Throughout her discography, she tells folklore about her glamorous Gatsby-esque parties, wine-influenced adventures, and even compares herself to a mirrorball at one point. Rain or shine, Swift’s always dancing — shaking off the haters and sipping something that shimmers. Grab these Taylor Swift lyrics for parties and sharing weekend polaroids of you spinning in that brand new dress.

Swift’s told us about countless late night adventures, like going to the “dive bar on the East side,” sipping cheap wine, and toasting to her “real friends.” Lines like,“Karma is the breeze in my hair on the weekend” give a Friday feeling like no other, even if you’re pouring out to dance away your “champagne problems.” Whether you’re taking squad pics with your besties on a night out or posting a fit pic featuring a “sequin smile, black lipstick,” or a“little black dress,” check out these Taylor Swift lyrics for party captions that scream “we are too busy dancing to get knocked off our feet.” 

One of the major threads (or “invisible strings”) throughout Swift’s catalogue is how she illustrates glimmering stories of fateful events that happen during the night – which is no wonder she wrote Midnights. She’s sung about hosting parties, feeling alone in a crowded room, and even meeting a few lovers at black-tie balls and galas. Whether you’re drinking Old Fashions or “drunk on something stronger than the drinks in the bar,” these weekend lyrics will perfectly paint the picture of your own midnight mayhem under the “starlight.” Sing along to these 84 Taylor Swift lyrics for party Instagram captions. 

Taylor Swift Party Lyrics From Midnights

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"How'd we end up on the floor, anyway?" You say, "Your roommate's cheap-ass screw-top rosé, that's how." – “Maroon”

“And I chose you, the one I was dancing with in New York, no shoes.” – “Maroon”

“The burgundy on my t-shirt when you splashed your wine into me and how the blood rushed into my cheeks. so scarlet, it was (Maroon).” – “Maroon”

“Midnights become my afternoons.” – “Anti-Hero”

“I search the party of better bodies just to learn that you never cared.” – “You’re On Your Own, Kid.”

“On the weekends, I don't dress for friends, lately, I've been dressin' for revenge.” – “Vigilante Sh*t”

“Best believe I'm still bejeweled, when I walk in the room, I can still make the whole place shimmer.” – “Bejeweled”

“And we're dancin' all night, and you can try to change my mind, but you might have to wait in line.” – “Bejeweled”

“Karma is the breeze in my hair on the weekend.” – “Karma”

“Once upon a time, the planets and the fates and all the stars aligned, you and I ended up in the same room at the same time.” – “Mastermind”

“Cheap wine, make believe it's champagne.” – “Paris”

“I was dancing around, dancing around it.” – “High Infidelity”

“I'm not even sorry, nights are so starry.” – “Glitch”

“So I wander through these nights, I prefer hiding in plain sight, my fourth drink in my hand.” – “Dear Reader”

Taylor Swift Party Lyrics From Evermore

“Your heart was glass, I dropped it, champagne problems” – “champagne problems”

“You could call me ‘babe’ for the weekend.” – “‘tis the damn season”

“If the shoe fits, walk in it 'til your high heels break.” – “long story short”

Taylor Swift Party Lyrics From Folklore

“Roaring twenties, tossing pennies in the pool.”– “the 1”

“Rosé flowing with your chosen family.”– “the 1”

“High heels on cobblestones.” – “cardigan”

“Sequin smile, black lipstick.” – “cardigan”

“Dancin' in your Levi's, drunk under a streetlight.” – “cardigan”

“Their parties were tasteful, if a little loud.” – “the last great American dynasty”

“I'll get you out on the floor, shimmering beautiful.” – “mirrorball”

“You'll find me on my tallest tiptoes, spinning in my highest heels, love, shining just for you.”– “mirrorball”

“August sipped away like a bottle of wine.” – “august”

“Pouring out my heart to a stranger, but I didn't pour the whiskey” – “this is me trying”

“It's hard to be at a party when I feel like an open wound.” – “this is me trying”

“If I just showed up at your party, would you have me? Would you want me?” – “betty”

Taylor Swift Party Lyrics From Lover

“I'm drunk in the back of the car and I cried like a baby coming home from the bar.” – “Cruel Summer”

“‘So where we gonna go?’ I whisper in the dark.” – “I Think He Knows”

“We were in the backseat, drunk on something stronger than the drinks in the bar.” – “Cornelia Street”

“Chandelier's still flickering here.” – “Death By A Thousand Cuts”

“I dress to kill my time, I take the long way home, I ask the traffic lights if it'll be alright.”– “Death By A Thousand Cuts”

“Gave up on me like I was a bad drug, now I'm searching for signs in a haunted club.” – “Death By A Thousand Cuts”

“You are somebody that I don't know, but you're takin' shots at me like it's Patrón” – “You Need To Calm Down”

“Sun sinks down, no curfew.” – “It’s Nice To Have A Friend”

Taylor Swift Party Lyrics From Reputation

“Drinking on a beach with you all over me.” – “End Game”

“It's like your eyes are liquor, it's like your body is gold.” – “End Game”

“Most fun I ever had, and I'd do it over and over and over again if I could.” – “I Did Something Bad”

“We can't make any promises now, can we, babe? But you can make me a drink.” – “Delicate”

“Dive bar on the East Side, where you at?” – “Delicate”

“See you in the dark, all eyes on you, my magician.” – “So It Goes...”

“Met you in a bar, all eyes on me, your illusionist.” – “So It Goes...”

“You should take it as a compliment that I got drunk and made fun of the way you talk.” – “Gorgeous”

“And I got a boyfriend, he's older than us. He's in the club doin' I don't know what.” – “Gorgeous”

“I knew it from the first Old Fashioned, we were cursed.” – “Getaway Car”

“Late in the night, the city's asleep.” – “King Of My Heart”

“Up on the roof with a school girl crush, drinking beer out of plastic cups.” – “King Of My Heart”

“Yeah, we were dancing, dancing with our hands tied, hands tied.” – “Dancing with Our Hands Tied”

“I'd kiss you as the lights went out, swaying as the room burned down.” – “Dancing with Our Hands Tied”

“I’m spilling wine in the bathtub, you kiss my face and we're both drunk.” – “Dress”

“It was so nice throwing big parties, jump into the pool from the balcony, everyone swimming in a champagne sea.” – “This Is Why We Can’t Have Nice Things”

“Feeling so Gatsby for that whole year.” – “This Is Why We Can’t Have Nice Things”

“Here's a toast to my real friends.” – “This Is Why We Can’t Have Nice Things”

“There's glitter on the floor after the party.” – “New Year’s Day”

“I'll be cleaning up bottles with you on New Year's Day.” – “New Year’s Day”

Taylor Swift Party Lyrics From 1989

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“It's a new soundtrack, I could dance to this beat, beat, forevermore.” – “Welcome To New York”

“I can make the bad guys good for a weekend.” – “Blank Space”

“I stay out too late, got nothin' in my brain.” – “Shake It Off”

“I never miss a beat, I'm lightnin' on my feet.” – “Shake It Off”

“I'm dancin' on my own, I make the moves up as I go.” – “Shake It Off”

“It's like I got this music in my mind, sayin', ‘It's gonna be alright.’ – “Shake It Off”

“It's a scene and we're out here in plain sight.”– “I Know Places”

“You're still all over me like a wine-stained dress I can't wear anymore.” – Clean”

“We cry tears of mascara in the bathroom, honey, life is just a classroom.” – “New Romantics”

“Every night with us is like a dream, baby, we're the new romantics.” – “New Romantics”

“We are too busy dancing to get knocked off our feet.”– “New Romantics”

“Please, take my hand and please, take me dancing and please, leave me stranded. It's so romantic.” – “New Romantics”

Taylor Swift Party Lyrics From Red (Taylor’s Version)

“Tonight's the night when we forget about the deadlines.” – “22”

“Everything will bе alright if we just keep dancin' like we'rе twenty-two.” – “22”

“It seems like one of those nights we ditch the whole scene and end up dreamin' instead of sleepin'.” – “22”

“Spinning like a girl in a brand new dress, we had this big, wide city all to ourselves.” – “Holy Ground”

“I said, "oh my, what a marvelous tune, it was the best night, never would forget how we moved.” – “Starlight”

“And we were dancing, dancing, like we're made of starlight.” – “Starlight”

“And it was like slow motion, standing there in my party dress.” – “The Moment I Knew”

“Every weekend, this same party, I never go alone.” – “The Very First Night”

Taylor Swift Party Lyrics From Speak Now (Taylor’s Version)

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“This night is sparkling, don't you let it go.” – “Enchanted”

“The night you danced like you knew our lives would never be the same.” – “Long Live”

Taylor Swift Party Lyrics From Fearless (Taylor’s Version)

“And I don't know why but with you I'd dance, in a storm in my best dress, fеarless.” – “Fearless”

“See the lights, see the party, the ball gowns.”– “Love Story

Taylor Swift Party Lyrics From Taylor Swift

“I hope you think my favorite song, the one we danced to all night long.” – “Tim McGraw”

“When you think happiness, I hope you think that little black dress.” – “Tim McGraw”

“Friday night beneath the stars.” – “I’m Only Me When I’m With You”

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A recipe for blackstone beer á la Thrór's curse

Greetings, lovers of fine beverages and many a good drop. Today we delve deep into the sick world of the mad dwarf king. Some claim Thorin Oakenshield's grandfather was possessed by dragon sickness, but the ancient writings of the sage Raldha of Ejub from Gelsum - also known as Mordor Minor - prove that the royal craziness possessed a miraculous correlation with the consumption of Morgul-Psilos. However, his drug-savvy majesty had even more fun in the head than with the miracle mushrooms and occasional lucid moments exclusively when drinking blackstone beer, which was reserved only for the noble members of Durin's gender.

As we all know, at the end of the Fourth Age, the dwarves went mad because a powerful sorcerer called Primus Amazonias Idioticus forced upon them a mind-numbing spectacle called 'The Rings of Power'. Eventually they made the most stupid and incompetent their leaders, destroyed their high-tech forges and, through all manner of folly, their prosperity. In the end, they stuck themselves in their mines to demonstrate against global warming under the earth and thus transferred themselves united into dwarf heaven.

But enough of the history lesson, let's now get down to the preparation of the Blackstone Beer. We need the following ingredients from the shop of the Druid of Tingeltangel (today's offer is a free 'Dulldwarf' branded pointed cap only for a mega-small handling fee of a measly £99.99):

- 5 litres of beer (stout, porter or a mix of both)

- 1 litre of whiskey (the Druid recommends Laphroaig with a minimum age of 10 years)

- 0.5 litres of mulled wine (but please not the cheap stuff from Shiddl or similar food abusers)

- Peel of 2 lemons

- 200 g 'magic mushrooms' from your local chemist. Okay, if you're not keen on studying jailology and don't want to run a bit afoul of current law, you can also replace the magic mushrooms with the same amount of cranberries, but they should be soaked in 250 ml vodka (at least Smirnov) a day before.

- 1-2 teaspoons cardamom

- 2-3 cloves

- a pinch of black pepper

- 250 g obsidian

If you are too stingy to finance our needy and climate-loving druid's next Bali holiday, you can also buy the ingredients elsewhere.

First of all, let's dig out the magnificent jug of the great kings of the dwarf kingdom from the royal junk room. If this is unfortunately not available, the druid of Tingeltangel offers you the model 'Moria Deluxe' in his shop, which was produced completely climate neutrally by industrious Indian orphans for the fair price of 50 cents, for only a tiny £9999.99. If you do not want to support the selfless druid in his development work of his fortune, simply offer a suitable container with a capacity of at least 8 litres.

Normally, suitable courtiers would now supervise the production process of the delicious swill, but since they unfortunately live in the dwarf graveyard at the moment, as many garden gnomes as possible - if necessary, you can steal them from the stuffy neighbour, but please none that ride a wutz (Palatine for a truffle-loving proboscis animal) - should be distributed in the kitchen regarding the ambience.

Now fill the energetic gems (obsidian) and the whiskey into the jug. Stir according to an old custom in honour of the seven dwarf gods the mixture for 7 minutes with a suitable utensil - you don't have an original dwarf axe(?), you can also get it from the druid as the brand 'Gimli's Shame' for only £999.99. Now add the beer by the litre and stir the noble drink for 77 seconds each. Do not forget to make an appointment with your therapist or take your psychotropic drugs before continuing the process.

Then we send a suicide squad of volunteer heroes with a short life expectancy from the tribe of militaristic 'dimwits' into the mines of Moria to get Balin's Cauldron for the mad king. Let's leave the druid out of it this time, we don't want to make one-sided advertisements in an attitude journalistic manner. So we quickly get an ordinary saucepan and fill it with the mulled wine, which we now heat up on medium heat until it reaches a temperature of 77° C. Now we add cloves. Now we add cloves, cardamom and pepper and let the mixture simmer for 7 minutes.

While the mulled wine cools down afterwards, we use the time to cut the lemon peels into the smallest possible pieces - in memory of the ritual slaughter of hobbits by the mad dwarf king during the brewing process to appease the gods of the Morgul-Psilos. Then we put the cut-up hobbits (citron peels) with the miracle mushrooms (cranberries) into a mortar and pound them - well, how do you think?- for 7 minutes.

To crown it all, we combine all the components with the brew in the ceremonial jug and stir the mixture for seven minutes. Afterwards, the delicious potion should be kept in a cool, sinister dungeon for 77 minutes to refine the flavour, while his psychologically deviant majesty cruelly tortures recalcitrant high elves for pleasure. Less insane people can, of course, keep the blackstone beer in the fridge instead.

Cheers then

© 2023 Q.A.Juyub

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Pair These 84 Taylor Swift Party Lyrics With Your Bejeweled Weekend Pics

Taylor Swift is always dancing, shaking off the haters and sipping something that shimmers. Use these 84 Taylor Swift lyrics for parties and

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84 Taylor Swift Lyrics For Parties & Your Bejeweled Insta Pics

Oct. 31, 2022

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If Midnights by Taylor Swift has been on repeat lately, then you probably agree that the pop-superstar is a mastermind when it comes to writing hits. Even if she’s singing about gut-wrenching heartbreak or betrayal in a song, she always finds a way to make it an irresistible dance anthem with relatable lyrics to sing along to. Throughout her discography, she tells folklore about her glamorous Gatsby-esque parties, wine-influenced adventures, and even compares herself to a mirrorball at one point. Rain or shine, Swift’s always dancing — shaking off the haters and sipping something that shimmers. Grab these Taylor Swift lyrics for parties and sharing weekend polaroids of you spinning in that brand new dress.

Swift’s told us about countless late night adventures, like going to the “dive bar on the East side,” sipping cheap wine, and toasting to her “real friends.” Lines like,“Karma is the breeze in my hair on the weekend” give a Friday feeling like no other, even if you’re pouring out to dance away your “champagne problems.” Whether you’re taking squad pics with your besties on a night out or posting a fit pic featuring a “sequin smile, black lipstick,” or a“little black dress,” check out these Taylor Swift lyrics for party captions that scream “we are too busy dancing to get knocked off our feet.” 

One of the major threads (or “invisible strings”) throughout Swift’s catalogue is how she illustrates glimmering stories of fateful events that happen during the night – which is no wonder she wrote Midnights. She’s sung about hosting parties, feeling alone in a crowded room, and even meeting a few lovers at black-tie balls and galas. Whether you’re drinking Old Fashions or “drunk on something stronger than the drinks in the bar,” these weekend lyrics will perfectly paint the picture of your own midnight mayhem under the “starlight.” Sing along to these 84 Taylor Swift lyrics for party Instagram captions. 

Taylor Swift Party Lyrics From Midnights

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"How'd we end up���on the floor, anyway?" You say, "Your roommate's cheap-ass screw-top rosé, that's how." – “Maroon”

“And I chose you, the one I was dancing with in New York, no shoes.” – “Maroon”

“The burgundy on my t-shirt when you splashed your wine into me and how the blood rushed into my cheeks. so scarlet, it was (Maroon).” – “Maroon”

“Midnights become my afternoons.” – “Anti-Hero”

“I search the party of better bodies just to learn that you never cared.” – “You’re On Your Own, Kid.”

“On the weekends, I don't dress for friends, lately, I've been dressin' for revenge.” – “Vigilante Sh*t”

“Best believe I'm still bejeweled, when I walk in the room, I can still make the whole place shimmer.” – “Bejeweled”

“And we're dancin' all night, and you can try to change my mind, but you might have to wait in line.” – “Bejeweled”

“Karma is the breeze in my hair on the weekend.” – “Karma”

“Once upon a time, the planets and the fates and all the stars aligned, you and I ended up in the same room at the same time.” – “Mastermind”

“Cheap wine, make believe it's champagne.” – “Paris”

“I was dancing around, dancing around it.” – “High Infidelity”

“I'm not even sorry, nights are so starry.” – “Glitch”

“So I wander through these nights, I prefer hiding in plain sight, my fourth drink in my hand.” – “Dear Reader”

Taylor Swift Party Lyrics From Evermore

“Your heart was glass, I dropped it, champagne problems” – “champagne problems”

“You could call me ‘babe’ for the weekend.” – “‘tis the damn season”

“If the shoe fits, walk in it 'til your high heels break.” – “long story short”

Taylor Swift Party Lyrics From Folklore

“Roaring twenties, tossing pennies in the pool.”– “the 1”

“Rosé flowing with your chosen family.”– “the 1”

“High heels on cobblestones.” – “cardigan”

“Sequin smile, black lipstick.” – “cardigan”

“Dancin' in your Levi's, drunk under a streetlight.” – “cardigan”

“Their parties were tasteful, if a little loud.” – “the last great American dynasty”

“I'll get you out on the floor, shimmering beautiful.” – “mirrorball”

“You'll find me on my tallest tiptoes, spinning in my highest heels, love, shining just for you.”– “mirrorball”

“August sipped away like a bottle of wine.” – “august”

“Pouring out my heart to a stranger, but I didn't pour the whiskey” – “this is me trying”

“It's hard to be at a party when I feel like an open wound.” – “this is me trying”

“If I just showed up at your party, would you have me? Would you want me?” – “betty”

Taylor Swift Party Lyrics From Lover

“I'm drunk in the back of the car and I cried like a baby coming home from the bar.” – “Cruel Summer”

“‘So where we gonna go?’ I whisper in the dark.” – “I Think He Knows”

“We were in the backseat, drunk on something stronger than the drinks in the bar.” – “Cornelia Street”

“Chandelier's still flickering here.” – “Death By A Thousand Cuts”

“I dress to kill my time, I take the long way home, I ask the traffic lights if it'll be alright.”– “Death By A Thousand Cuts”

“Gave up on me like I was a bad drug, now I'm searching for signs in a haunted club.” – “Death By A Thousand Cuts”

“You are somebody that I don't know, but you're takin' shots at me like it's Patrón” – “You Need To Calm Down”

“Sun sinks down, no curfew.” – “It’s Nice To Have A Friend”

Taylor Swift Party Lyrics From Reputation

“Drinking on a beach with you all over me.” – “End Game”

“It's like your eyes are liquor, it's like your body is gold.” – “End Game”

“Most fun I ever had, and I'd do it over and over and over again if I could.” – “I Did Something Bad”

“We can't make any promises now, can we, babe? But you can make me a drink.” – “Delicate”

“Dive bar on the East Side, where you at?” – “Delicate”

“See you in the dark, all eyes on you, my magician.” – “So It Goes...”

“Met you in a bar, all eyes on me, your illusionist.” – “So It Goes...”

“You should take it as a compliment that I got drunk and made fun of the way you talk.” – “Gorgeous”

“And I got a boyfriend, he's older than us. He's in the club doin' I don't know what.” – “Gorgeous”

“I knew it from the first Old Fashioned, we were cursed.” – “Getaway Car”

“Late in the night, the city's asleep.” – “King Of My Heart”

“Up on the roof with a school girl crush, drinking beer out of plastic cups.” – “King Of My Heart”

“Yeah, we were dancing, dancing with our hands tied, hands tied.” – “Dancing with Our Hands Tied”

“I'd kiss you as the lights went out, swaying as the room burned down.” – “Dancing with Our Hands Tied”

“I’m spilling wine in the bathtub, you kiss my face and we're both drunk.” – “Dress”

“It was so nice throwing big parties, jump into the pool from the balcony, everyone swimming in a champagne sea.” – “This Is Why We Can’t Have Nice Things”

“Feeling so Gatsby for that whole year.” – “This Is Why We Can’t Have Nice Things”

“Here's a toast to my real friends.” – “This Is Why We Can’t Have Nice Things”

“There's glitter on the floor after the party.” – “New Year’s Day”

“I'll be cleaning up bottles with you on New Year's Day.” – “New Year’s Day”

Taylor Swift Party Lyrics From 1989

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“It's a new soundtrack, I could dance to this beat, beat, forevermore.” – “Welcome To New York”

“I can make the bad guys good for a weekend.” – “Blank Space”

“I stay out too late, got nothin' in my brain.” – “Shake It Off”

“I never miss a beat, I'm lightnin' on my feet.” – “Shake It Off”

“I'm dancin' on my own, I make the moves up as I go.” – “Shake It Off”

“It's like I got this music in my mind, sayin', ‘It's gonna be alright.’ – “Shake It Off”

“It's a scene and we're out here in plain sight.”– “I Know Places”

“You're still all over me like a wine-stained dress I can't wear anymore.” – Clean”

“We cry tears of mascara in the bathroom, honey, life is just a classroom.” – “New Romantics”

“Every night with us is like a dream, baby, we're the new romantics.” – “New Romantics”

“We are too busy dancing to get knocked off our feet.”– “New Romantics”

“Please, take my hand and please, take me dancing and please, leave me stranded. It's so romantic.” – “New Romantics”

Taylor Swift Party Lyrics From Red (Taylor’s Version)

“Tonight's the night when we forget about the deadlines.” – “22”

“Everything will bе alright if we just keep dancin' like we'rе twenty-two.” – “22”

“It seems like one of those nights we ditch the whole scene and end up dreamin' instead of sleepin'.” – “22”

“Spinning like a girl in a brand new dress, we had this big, wide city all to ourselves.” – “Holy Ground”

“I said, "oh my, what a marvelous tune, it was the best night, never would forget how we moved.” – “Starlight”

“And we were dancing, dancing, like we're made of starlight.” – “Starlight”

“And it was like slow motion, standing there in my party dress.” – “The Moment I Knew”

“Every weekend, this same party, I never go alone.” – “The Very First Night”

Taylor Swift Party Lyrics From Speak Now (Taylor’s Version)

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“This night is sparkling, don't you let it go.” – “Enchanted”

“The night you danced like you knew our lives would never be the same.” – “Long Live”

Taylor Swift Party Lyrics From Fearless (Taylor’s Version)

“And I don't know why but with you I'd dance, in a storm in my best dress, fеarless.” – “Fearless”

“See the lights, see the party, the ball gowns.”– “Love Story

Taylor Swift Party Lyrics From Taylor Swift

“I hope you think my favorite song, the one we danced to all night long.” – “Tim McGraw”

“When you think happiness, I hope you think that little black dress.” – “Tim McGraw”

“Friday night beneath the stars.” – “I’m Only Me When I’m With You”

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Christmas Celebration in July: We Got You Covered

Even though we have spent most of our lives having summer Christmases, snow frequently comes to mind when we close our eyes and think about Christmas close our eyes and think about Christmas, snow frequently comes to mind. Maybe it’s because of all the movies we’ve seen that feature roaring fires, hot chocolate, and scalding hot turkeys around the holiday season in the northern hemisphere.  Whatever it may be, many Australians want to experience a “white Christmas,” and spending Christmas at home in July rather than flying in December is much more affordable and easy!

Whether you celebrate Christmas in July or December, the excellent cuisine is unquestionably one of its best features. Christmas in July Catering has special potential for deliciousness because it allows us to experiment with foods and beverages that we might not often serve in the summer.

Create a holiday spirit.  

While taking down the Christmas tree might be too much work, other decorations can easily add a festive touch to your mid-year gathering. Consider candles, pinecones, ornaments, and a nicely decorated table. For the prestigious Christmas in July Catering put your troubles in the hands of Big Flavours. Just make sure you clean off those Christmas CDs and play them in the background from your end.

Warm up your beverages.

Even though some would disagree, July is not the best month to have a cold beer with lunch. Consider mulled wine as a pleasantly soothing winter warmer for your Christmas in July spectacular. After your main course, make sure tea and coffee are easily accessible. For those with a sweet craving, don’t forget a traditional hot chocolate. 

Christmas lights on a string. 

Christmas lights are a wonderful way to create the right atmosphere for a party that will go well past dusk. They can be strung across balcony railings, deck railings, or the home’s eaves. Take your illuminated reindeer figurine as well. 

Make it snow! 

With a few flurries, you can cool off. A cheap and simple approach to add decoration is with paper snowflakes. It is also a fantastic kids’ craft activity!

Go back in time. 

If you are spending the holiday with close friends or family, display old Christmas pictures that you have found. You can get started by looking at these images of Christmas from the year of your birth.

Implement a dress code. 

You can still urge guests to wear their clothing even if it will probably be too warm for ugly sweaters. Consider red and green clothing or ensembles modeled after characters from holiday movies.

Exchange presents.

Who is to say that a gift exchange cannot be held in July? Host a gift swap party where you exchange handcrafted items to assemble your squad. If you are feeling imaginative, create a theme for the gifts that correspond to the holiday.   

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Have a conversation with the Big Flavours crew if you are looking for a Catering service Melbourne to make your Christmas in July even more enjoyable. We put in just as much effort as Christmas elves and are adept at providing Christmas in July Catering. No matter if you have been good or naughty, call us to help make your party unforgettable Best Catering Melbourne.

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A recipe for blackstone beer á la Thrór's curse

Greetings, lovers of fine beverages and many a good drop. Today we delve deep into the sick world of the mad dwarf king. Some claim Thorin Oakenshield's grandfather was possessed by dragon sickness, but the ancient writings of the sage Raldha of Ejub from Gelsum - also known as Mordor Minor - prove that the royal craziness possessed a miraculous correlation with the consumption of Morgul-Psilos. However, his drug-savvy majesty had even more fun in the head than with the miracle mushrooms and occasional lucid moments exclusively when drinking blackstone beer, which was reserved only for the noble members of Durin's gender.

As we all know, at the end of the Fourth Age, the dwarves went mad because a powerful sorcerer called Primus Amazonias Idioticus forced upon them a mind-numbing spectacle called 'The Rings of Power'. Eventually they made the most stupid and incompetent their leaders, destroyed their high-tech forges and, through all manner of folly, their prosperity. In the end, they stuck themselves in their mines to demonstrate against global warming under the earth and thus transferred themselves united into dwarf heaven.

But enough of the history lesson, let's now get down to the preparation of the Blackstone Beer. We need the following ingredients from the shop of the Druid of Tingeltangel (today's offer is a free 'Dulldwarf' branded pointed cap only for a mega-small handling fee of a measly £99.99):

- 5 litres of beer (stout, porter or a mix of both)

- 1 litre of whiskey (the Druid recommends Laphroaig with a minimum age of 10 years)

- 0.5 litres of mulled wine (but please not the cheap stuff from Shiddl or similar food abusers)

- Peel of 2 lemons

- 200 g 'magic mushrooms' from your local chemist. Okay, if you're not keen on studying jailology and don't want to run a bit afoul of current law, you can also replace the magic mushrooms with the same amount of cranberries, but they should be soaked in 250 ml vodka (at least Smirnov) a day before.

- 1-2 teaspoons cardamom

- 2-3 cloves

- a pinch of black pepper

- 250 g obsidian

If you are too stingy to finance our needy and climate-loving druid's next Bali holiday, you can also buy the ingredients elsewhere.

First of all, let's dig out the magnificent jug of the great kings of the dwarf kingdom from the royal junk room. If this is unfortunately not available, the druid of Tingeltangel offers you the model 'Moria Deluxe' in his shop, which was produced completely climate neutrally by industrious Indian orphans for the fair price of 50 cents, for only a tiny £9999.99. If you do not want to support the selfless druid in his development work of his fortune, simply offer a suitable container with a capacity of at least 8 litres.

Normally, suitable courtiers would now supervise the production process of the delicious swill, but since they unfortunately live in the dwarf graveyard at the moment, as many garden gnomes as possible - if necessary, you can steal them from the stuffy neighbour, but please none that ride a wutz (Palatine for a truffle-loving proboscis animal) - should be distributed in the kitchen regarding the ambience.

Now fill the energetic gems (obsidian) and the whiskey into the jug. Stir according to an old custom in honour of the seven dwarf gods the mixture for 7 minutes with a suitable utensil - you don't have an original dwarf axe(?), you can also get it from the druid as the brand 'Gimli's Shame' for only £999.99. Now add the beer by the litre and stir the noble drink for 77 seconds each. Do not forget to make an appointment with your therapist or take your psychotropic drugs before continuing the process.

Then we send a suicide squad of volunteer heroes with a short life expectancy from the tribe of militaristic 'dimwits' into the mines of Moria to get Balin's Cauldron for the mad king. Let's leave the druid out of it this time, we don't want to make one-sided advertisements in an attitude journalistic manner. So we quickly get an ordinary saucepan and fill it with the mulled wine, which we now heat up on medium heat until it reaches a temperature of 77° C. Now we add cloves. Now we add cloves, cardamom and pepper and let the mixture simmer for 7 minutes.

While the mulled wine cools down afterwards, we use the time to cut the lemon peels into the smallest possible pieces - in memory of the ritual slaughter of hobbits by the mad dwarf king during the brewing process to appease the gods of the Morgul-Psilos. Then we put the cut-up hobbits (citron peels) with the miracle mushrooms (cranberries) into a mortar and pound them - well, how do you think?- for 7 minutes.

To crown it all, we combine all the components with the brew in the ceremonial jug and stir the mixture for seven minutes. Afterwards, the delicious potion should be kept in a cool, sinister dungeon for 77 minutes to refine the flavour, while his psychologically deviant majesty cruelly tortures recalcitrant high elves for pleasure. Less insane people can, of course, keep the blackstone beer in the fridge instead.

Cheers then

© 2023 Q.A.Juyub

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