#drink rockers

[trunklewunjle]

Woe bone pile sheet be upon ye

Ink belongs to comyet

Error belongs to CrayonQueen

Cross belongs to JakeiArtWork

Dream belongs to Jokublog

[wurmwizzard]

this drink that I made today looks like a petri dish filled with beautiful bacteria 💚

[nicoscheer]

She’s proper feeling herself (rightfully so)

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Don’t forget who you are

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Inhaler

[loupy-mongoose]

I know you mentioned that Lav would think that peanut butter wasn’t sweet enough, but I was buying ingredients for sandwiches in Violet, and noticed that the flavor text for peanut butter said this:

“A very sweet condiment. People in Paldea seem to favor the sweet varieties over the unsweetened.”

So now I’m wondering if Randy and Akoya just keep unsweetened in the house, since they wouldn’t like the sugary version, and if Lav would like the sweetened Paldean variety if she tried it?

Maaaaayyyybbbeeee she would, but I kinda see the stickiness falling into the "dry" category, which she hates. So I feel like they may cancel each other out, leaving her tolerating it rather than liking it.

[hollypies]

hello sending my mutuals random asks hihihih <3 gonna reblog your slugcat art now i love it awawawaw

hii hi hi sorry im kinda tired lol. Mwah!!

[sassyandclassy94]

Today one of my favorite customers came in (the Harrison Ford guy lol) and because I was tired and wheezy and whatever else comes with a cold, I was a freaking annoying chatterbox and kept switching topics from Boys in the Boat to Masters of the Air (cause we’ve talked about both) and he goes:

“Will you take offense if I call you crazy in the best kind of way?”

Me: *stops talking for a minute* “No…?”

Customer: “You, my dear, are a little crazy.”

Me: “Well… I mean… I’m a nerd…?”

Customer: “I have three daughters and you remind me of my youngest.”

Me: “Is she the one you said likes Boys in the Boat?”

Customer: “Oh she’s obsessed. With Masters of the Air too. You’re so much like her. Which is scary. It really scares me that there’s two of you.”

Me: “Aw I’d love to meet her! I’m sure we’d get along well!”

Customer: “Oh I know you’d hit it right off! But I will say that I understand why you two love the Boys so much; it was a great uplifting movie:.”

Me: “Oh I know!!!! If Hollywood made more stuff like that they wouldn’t be in as much trouble.”

Customer: “Yup, I agree; it was a GOOD movie.”

Me: “With a beautiful cast too.”

Customer: “Oh my gosh you are JUST LIKE my daughter! Have a great weekend, young lady!”

[candyredappledragon]

Uhhhh wash it out with water?? Idk 😭‼️

... i tri ed to but my body i s shaking now..... thi s was a bad ide a agh...i- dropped th e cup accid entally oo..ps

. no........... i t hink i can he ar my heartbeat.. or s om ething .

t... thank you... ..how do i .. open bottl.e......again?/?

[bluebellhairpin]

I had the fucking best plotted dream ever last night. Like blockbuster movie kind of plot.

[trunklewunjle]

Happy 2024 this is me now

Ink belongs to comyet

Error belongs to CrayonQueen

Cross belongs to JakeiArtWork

Dream belongs to Jokublog

[curly-cottage-girl]

society if the cocaine was still in coca cola

[youareinacomawakeup]

autism disphoria, where you're having such good fun at an event but when you see picture of yourself you were just :| the whole damn fucking time (as illustrated below)

[idk-what-im-doing-ever]

Doing light googling to figure out a close approximation of the strawberry flavour in starbucks' strawberry macha iced latte and people (reddit) are like 'yucky brown colour when mixed'

Like tea from starbucks/anywhere?

Like coffee from starbucks/anywhere?

Like chocolate drinks from starbucks/anywhere?

[alullinchaos]

my dad at 4:15: "I'm going to cook in twenty minutes" my dad at 4:35: "what time do you want to eat?" me: uhh.... you said you were going to cook in 20 minutes??? (read: thought that wasn't a decision i had to make today...? and also tf you were basically supposed to be cooking right Now....?) him: what time do you want to eat me: 5:30 him: give me a time me: (?????) ...five thirty him: it's not that hard

[talentforlying]

thinking about it as i re-read the original sins volume, and i know i say constantine enjoys pissing people off, but really it's more like? not letting people get away with the small shit? the snide side-comments, the sideways looks, the baldfaced assumptions, the microaggressions — he likes to rub people's nose in their own shit, make them face it, own it, try to defend it. which, as an openly queer, working class, actively anti-racist man in the 80s, does end up causing a lot of fights.

[foldingfittedsheets]

I grew up on a well. I didn’t really know how that made me different than other kids except that when their power went out they could still shower and flush the toilet and I couldn’t.

But the real difference is that well water often has little quirks. It’s fresh and yummy from a hole in the ground, it’s not fancy city water that goes through treatment. That means that it didn’t taste like it could be bottled up right from the tap.

In fact what it meant was it tasted like sulfur. Straight up rank eggs. We had it tested repeatedly and it was totally safe for everything, it just stank. It was just something I accepted without question. The sky was blue and water smelled like a chicken egg you'd missed because the hens had gotten sneaky and it had been slowly rotting in the hot summer sun day by day.

It wasn’t until I got older and had friends sleepover who expected a shower the next day that I really caught on that my water wasn’t what they were used to.

“What’s that smell?” they would ask in disgust.

I’d stick my head in the bathroom and look back at them in puzzlement. “What smell?”

I was completely immune. I’d drink it happily, it was as nothing to me to drink water that tasted like a demon had just pissed it out. My friends all thought I was completely off my rocker.

It wasn’t until years after I’d moved out that I smelled what everyone else did. I went to visit my parents to stay overnight. I turned on the shower and reared back. What was that smell?

City life had made me soft. I did not want a stinky egg shower anymore.

[cybrasigilism]

She’s Like Morphine (Player 380 x F!Reader)

content warnings: smut | winners love winning | fingering | cunnilingus | not proofread! | out of game AU | punk rocker! semi x f!reader

character: se-mi (player 380)

A/N: this was requested to me through my messages! i was already planning on writing for se-mi so it works out perfectly :) hope you guys enjoy!

thanks to @elixk1tten for the request!

MDNI! 18+ content ahead, reader discretion is advised

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it was supposed to be a typical friday-night gig. the same old routine. se-mi had grown accustomed to seeing a pretty girl out in the crowd every now and then, but this time, this time it was different. she felt totally unprofessional because for the first time in her whole career of being a punk musician, she couldn’t take her eyes off of one person in the crowd in this dingy little dive bar��

and of course that person, was you.

you had caught se-mi’s eye from the moment she clocked you in the crowd after performing the first song. she no longer felt like she was performing just for the sake of it as usual in that moment, but she felt as though she had to impress you, specifically. like she was singing for you. she knew that she just had to get to you after the performance was done.

after the crowd of regulars dispersed from asking for photos and autographs with se-mi, she kept her eyes peeled for you amongst the many bar patrons. to many this would seem futile, as this dive bar was completely packed. but she had practically memorized your face the moment she got a good look at you out in the crowd. she had hoped that maybe you had stuck around, so she could have a chance to put a name to the face that stunned her.

lucky for her, you had indeed chosen to stick around. se-mi wasn’t the only one who was mystified with the person she saw that night, as that was exactly how you felt when she walked up to centre stage. you felt your cheeks grow hot when she looked at you, and you could tell she was looking right at you, it wasn’t a coincidence. you pretended not to notice as se-mi approached you, nervously trying to act as though you were staring into your drink and definitely not thinking the wholly inappropriate thoughts that you definitely were.

“so, did you enjoy the show?” she chuckled, causing you to jump in your seat a bit, you turned around swiftly and realized just how closely she was actually standing next to you. you stared blankly for a moment, trying to compose yourself, before she cocked her head and asked “you alright?”

“yeah! yeah, i’m okay.” you laughed nervously, fiddling with the hem of your shirt as you tried your best not to make too much eye contact. “yeah, i really loved the show.” se-mi smiled, and proceeded to ask if she could sit down, to which you quickly accepted. why wouldn’t you?

“what’s your name?” my, she was rather quick to start getting to know you, wasn’t she. you were so used to people trying to hit on you without at least getting your name first that her formality shocked you. “my name?” you echoed, earning another snicker from se-mi. “what, did you forget your own name or something?” she teased, you could feel your cheeks warm up again with embarrassment. “i’m sorry, it’s (Y/N).” you apologized, bowing your head slightly. “don’t do that, you don’t have anything to apologize for.” she said reassuringly. “i guess you’re used to assholes just coming onto you without a proper introduction, huh.”

you were dumbfounded by how well she was reading you, it’s not exactly like you had a poker face by any means but her accuracy was astounding. “how did you guess?” you rolled your eyes jokingly, taking a sip of your drink. se-mi looked you up and down before blatantly saying “well it’s pretty obvious given how gorgeous you are, i’m sure you’ve got fools tripping over themselves for you all the time.” you chuckled a bit, before tucking your hair behind your ear (a classic move i know), and thanking her. “you know, i don’t usually do this… but i was thinking something.” she started, leaning in a bit so you could hear her better. “how about you come backstage? i’d love to get to know you better, y’know, one on one.” she placed her hand on your thigh at saying the last bit, causing your temperature to spike tenfold, you were positive.

“really?” you stammered, trying not to explode at the contact she just closed between you two. “are you…are you even allowed to have me back there? i don’t have a backstage pass..” se-mi giggled and looked out into the crowd. “yeah usually that would be a problem,” she looked back at you, once more giving you the up-down, “but i think i can make an exception for you.”

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of all the things you expected to happen tonight, being underneath a super hot, punk rocker with her knee between your legs was the very last thing you could have thought. it was a surprise you could even focus on thinking about how you got to this point when you had se-mi marking up your neck, biting softly every once and again. your eyes were practically glazed over as she slid her ringed hands up your shirt and beneath your bra, fingers playing with your nipples. you cried out at the cold sensation of her fingers over your breasts but at the same time you’ve never felt so good. she released herself from your neck and smirked down at you.

“you feeling good?” se-mi asked almost smugly as she toyed with the buttons on your shirt, attempting to break through to what she wanted underneath. you shook your head, barely being able to formulate a sentence before she pressed her knee into your crotch. “i’m gonna need words, baby.” something about her voice just drove you insane, as if in a trance you responded almost instantly. “god, yes.” you moaned out, grabbing at her shirt and pulling her in for a kiss. you could feel se-mi chuckle against your lips, before pulling back and taking off her own shirt. you don’t know why but the fact that she wasn’t wearing a bra underneath shocked you, but what she was about to do would shock you even further.

se-mi kissed down your torso all the way to the zipper of your jeans, to which she looked up at you as if waiting for an “okay”, which you gave. she then took the zipper in between her teeth and pulled all the way down, looking up at you all the while. you felt your core heat up as she unbuttoned your jeans and pulled them off, revealing a black, lacy pair of panties. she looked up at you with a smirk and a raised brow. “you were so hoping something like this would happen, weren’t you?” se-mi snickered. you blushed and turned away, but she only laughed before affixing your leg above her shoulder. “no fault there, i’m not about to judge someone for being prepared.”

you squeezed your eyes shut, too nervous to maintain eye contact as she pulled your panties to the side to reveal just how soaked she had gotten you. “shit, how quickly did you get like this?” she asked, practically forcing you to open your eyes. “i..um..” you were well beyond the point of speaking a full sentence now. “i dunno… just need you.” se-mi could feel how desperate you were for her, hell the evidence was literally right in front of her face, and she decided to get a taste of just exactly how much you needed her.

your back forcibly arched as she licked up your pussy, you could tell she wanted to take her time with you and god, you hoped she did. she drew moans and whimpers from you as she sucked on your clit, moaning while she did so herself. you took a handful of her black hair in your hand when she eventually inserted two fingers into your hole, still sucking and licking and your clit. her motions were slow and deliberate, she wanted you to feel every thrust as she pumped her fingers in and out of you.

“ ‘s too- too much.. ‘m gonna.. ‘m gonna…” you managed to utter through your whines, she released herself from your clit, fingers still working your pussy. “you’re gonna what, sweetheart?” she taunted, her motions growing quicker as tears formed in your eyes. “‘m so close, p—lease!” you cry out. feeling your walls clench around her fingers, she could definitely tell. “you’re gonna cum?” se-mi repeated, growing breathy herself. “yeah? then do it. cum for me.” she ordered, going back to sucking and licking your clit. you were practically seeing stars at this point, thoughts and sense be damned, all you could think about was how good se-mi was making you feel, and you did not want her stopping.

your legs began to shake and your grip on her hair had not loosened, you clenched down on her fingers once more before coming off the edge. se-mi’s pace finally slowed down and before you knew it, she had moved from your pussy to your lips, kissing you softly. you could taste yourself on her lips, but you were so far gone you certainly did not care. se-mi took in the state of you and chuckled, before putting her shirt back on and laying you across her lap.

“how about next time, you go down on me?” she suggested, combing her hands through your hair. you nodded, still in a daze. you couldn’t think of anything else but her.

se-mi was like a drug, she was your morphine.

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thanks for reading! and as usual advice and constructive criticism are always appreciated and requested, I’m constantly looking for ways to improve my writing :>