#gin x sherry

[beccel]

GinxSherry week 2024 - forest

[gishisketch]

First encounter

[umihoshi]

You can't tell me that kindness in his voice was done on accident, there was more between them, damn it!

[ultimateanna]

Detective Conan - The Jet-Black Mystery Train

[yetanotherhiddlestoner]

MINORS DNI 18+ ONLY

(Gif is not mine, I found it on google.)

Word Count - 2593.

Warnings - Negan X FM Reader.  P in V, alcohol mention, smut, swearing, vaginal licking, blow jobs.  No beta reader, any mistakes are mine own. 

Negan and you have been working together for a few years but what happens when one Friday night out changes all that.?

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You and Negan had been work mates for years, you started about 12 months after he did and bonded one night when you were invited to join the men and their wives for Friday night drinks and was able to outdrink the great Negan, earning your place in the friendship they had already established.

Another friday night has come around again and you went home and got ready for the weekly catch up, even though you worked with the men, it was the women you missed and loved catching up with. The moment you got there, you were basically dragged away from the group by them, having them a little tipsy already.

As the night progressed and the drinks kept coming, Dwight's wife, Sherry leaned over and whispered in your ear "Negan keeps staring at you" You almost spit your drink out at her, you look at her "What?" "Negan, he has been staring at you all night, since you arrived his eyes have barely looked elsewhere." "Bullshit" You turn a little, trying to remain casual, hoping that to him it looks like you're just repositioning yourself on your seat and you look at him, your eyes connecting. He gives you a smirk, you smile back. 

"Holy shit I think I just saw sparks" Sherry says joking. You slap her arm gently and break eye contact. "He probably just watching over here in general making sure that we are not being hounded by unwanted men." "No honey, I think he is making sure no one hits on you." Sherry sips her drink and poke a finger into your chest. "Right ok, I think you should stop drinking; all that alcohol is going to your brain."  Sherry laughs " Have your really been so oblivious? He likes you Y/N. Every time we drink, he always keeps his eye on you, he gets angry when men talk to you, one night he came to ours to sleep it off, Dwight says that he was saying your name in his sleep when he went downstairs during the night."

"Well then, if that is the case, let's test this theory" You smile at her, and she raises an eyebrow. You place your drink and walk over to Negan.  "Hey" you say to him and sit down beside him. "You seem to be enjoying yourself." He says as he watches the men nod at each other and leave to go to dance with their wives, leaving you and him alone. You shrug "Could be better,I am actually thinking of picking up a guy tonight" You decide to watch Negan closely, waiting for a reaction. "Oh is that so, would be a first for you, anyone catch you eye?" Negan gruffs and he takes a sip of his gin. You take note that he didn't react as you thought so you decided to keep testing him, you look around and spot your "target", you nod over to the bar "He looks interesting and fun, he might be a good time if you get my drift."  Negan follows your nod and spots the man, he was young, short black hair, wearing jeans and a jacket, casually leaning on the bar talking to what he assume is his friend. "You really think he is your type?" Negan looks at you raise an eyebrow at him.

"You think you know my type?" You say looking at him. Negan leans back, turning his body towards yours, his arm on top of the chair.  "I actually think I do what type of man you like" You raise your eyebrow to him "Ok tell me all about MY type, I would love to hear it" you say.

Negan chuckles "You type is the bad boy type, the type that you wouldn't take home to your parents. You want the type of man who will listen to you, take care of you when you're down. Someone who will take time to spoil you both inside the bedroom and out, even dare say a dominant male, especially in the bedroom, you seem like the submissive type of woman" You can feel your cheeks heating up and you only hope that Negan won't notice your blushing.

"You just know that most women like bad boys, so that was a lucky guess." You smile as he leans closer to you. "And yet you didn't deny the other things I "assumed" about you." He shifts his hips closer to you. "You don't think I notice the way you look at me when we hang out and I'm fixing my bike, while you sit there and keep my company, I can feel your eyes on me." "Isn't that what I meant to do, look at you while we are talking? Thought it was what society calls polite" You say, a bit of smart ass coming out in your voice. "Yes but there have been times when your eyes have not been looking at my face" He looks down at himself and slowly back up. "I've caught you oogling me when I slide under my bike, when my t-shirt rides up enough to show skin" "And what about you Negan? Sherry said that you been watching me all night, and you do it every other time?" Negan laughs "Well then at least Sherry noticed." Negan's hand reaches out and gently caresses your cheek. You gulp, feeling like butterflies are fluttering inside you.  "So she was right then?" "Right about what Y/N?" Negan moves closer, you look down at his lips, his tongue peeks out to wet his dry lips and it leaves you wanting him more. "That you get angry when men try and talk to me"  "She is not wrong. You have no idea how much I have wanted to spank your barely covered ass and tell you to go change. I don't like when other men try and take what's mine" You stare into his haze eyes "Yours? I'm not yours Negan"  His hand slithers its way into your hair, grabbing it tightly, jerking your head back a bit. "Yes, you are, you just don't know it yet."

Seconds pass and he growls, pulling your hair again, his lips crashing into yours, your arms instinctly wrapping around his neck, pulling him into you closer. Negan's other hand makes it way to your hip, without breaking the kiss his pulls you onto his lap. He releases your hair, but keeps his hand there, massaging the spot he had balled into a fist.

He growls as you shimmy down a bit, hitting his growing hard on. "Careful doll"  You forgot that you were at a bar with your work mates who would be back any moment. You start to slide off Negan's lap when his hands stop you from. "Where do you think you're going?" His lips nibble at your neck, making you wiggle on his lap at the sensation. "Our friends will be back soon" You try to explain. "So what, you embarrassed to be seen on my lap?" He asks, his hips gripping your waist. "No no" You shake your head "Would rather be on your lap in private" You move closer to Negan's lips. "Oh, is that so, would private also mean, no clothing?" He smirks. "Maybe if you play your cards right." You wink at him. He gently smacks your ass.  "Well then I am more than happy to get this show on the road Y/N" He goes to stand up carrying you. "You can't be serious, put me down" You smile.

"No way in hell took us too long to get to this point, I ain't letting you go now." He leans down to grab your wallet and phone and passes it to you. Your legs gripped tightly around his waist. The owner of the bar laughs as you walk out, your friends smile and give you a thumbs up, knowing full well that come Monday you're going to be the talk of the workplace.  He gets to his car and opens the door; you slide down and hop in the passenger side of the car. Negan closes the door like a gentleman. He hops in the driver's side, puts the keys in the ignition and the car roars to life. The drive is silent, neither one wanting to break the spell that had come over you both in the bar.  You could feel yourself wet, you rub your thighs together, you gasp as you feel a large hand grab your leg, stopping you. "Don't do that doll." Negan warns, his nails digging into your flesh. His eyes focused on the road, his hand slides up your leg, under your skirt, gently touching your clothed pussy lips. You moan just at the small sensation. His finger going up and down your lips, just teasing you enough to make you crave his touch deeper.

"Please" you whisper lifting your hips a bit. Negan chuckles " Needy little thing aren't you doll?" His hand pulls away and his hand goes back to the steering wheel, as he turns the corner to his house. 

Negan gets out of the car first, rounding the back and opening the door for you, allowing you to get out of the car and he closes the door leading the way to the front door, you had been to Negan's house many times, but never like this before, it was different. He unlocks the door and lets you walk in first, you hear the door close behind you, you turn to his hand grabbing your shoulder and moves your back to the door, his lips on yours, kissing you deeply, you're thinking your lips might be bruised in the morning with the amount of pressure he is using but you don't care, his tongue pry's your lips opens and your tongues dances with his.

Negan moves from your lips to your cheek, then down to your neck as his fingers carefully undo the buttons on your top. Once it falls open, his hands are on your breasts, getting a gasp out of you as he pinches your hard nipples. His lips move down and take one hard nipple in his mouth, swirling his tongue around it, making you moan and arch your back begging for more.

Negan moves from one breast to the another, doing the same thing, your hand slides into his hair, gripping it harder, pulling him closer to your chest. You hear him moan and then feel the sensation of teeth nibbling your skin.

Negan pulls away just a little, his face moving closer to yours. "I might have been wrong about the submissive part of you doll."  You chuckle a little "Maybe, but maybe it is cause we not in the bedroom."  Negan smiles and takes your hand, leading you up to his room. Once inside he pushes you down on the bed, and crawls on top of you, covering you with his body.

"You look perfect on my bed, even if you are to overly dressed." He pushes your shirt off your shoulders, throwing in beside the bed, he sits back and undoes his shirt and throws it with yours, you reach for his jeans, unbuckling the belt in a haste. His hands work on pulling your skirt down along with your underwear, again tossing it to the side of the bed. You push his jeans down to his knees then he takes over, getting off the bed to discard them leaving you laying there on your elbows looking at him, marveling at his amazing body, the chiseled chest, his tattoos and slowly looking down to his happy trail that leads to his very hard cock, that makes you lick your lips and crawl over to the edge of the bed.  Your hand reaches out and grasps him, making him growl deeply. His hips thrust a little making himself move in and out of your hand. You open your lips and engulf the tip of his cock, his hand finds itself tangled in your hair, as he thrusts himself more, your tongue swirling around his member. You hum as he pushes himself further into your mouth.  "Doll" He growls, a warning. You look up at him, the tip of his cock just sitting between your lips.  "Hmm" you hum. "As much as I am loving this lovely mouth wrapped around my cock I really wanna be inside you, fucking your tight pussy." 

Negan pulls himself out of your lips, pushes you to the middle of the bed, your still on your stomach, the bed dips and he crawls over you, lifting your hips and ass up, you feel his fingers touch your pussy lips, "Fuck I have been waiting to see you in this position, wet and waiting for me." His finger just pushes past your lips, spreading you, then you suddenly feel his tongue, lapping at your juices, you moan when he swirls the tip of his tongue around your clit. "Fuck" You breathe out, he pulls you closer to his, his face right in between your pussy, licking, sucking, the noises that fill the air should embarrass you, not turn you on more. Negan eats you out until the first orgasm washes over you, your legs shake in pleasure. Negan licks up your juices before moving over you, his legs positioned between yours, you feel his cock laying on your ass as he leans over you, kissing your cheek. "Fuck doll you ready to cum all over my cock now, such a good girl you" You turn your head, and he kisses you, you taste yourself on his face. Negan grips his dick lining it up to your wet pussy. In one quick thrust his pushes his way into you, his balls slap against your skin and you moan in delight.  "Doll, you have no idea how long I have dreamt of this moment, filling your tight cunt with my cock" He whispers in your ear, before pulling out and pushing back in fast, harder each time, getting a moan from both of you.  Negan can't stop himself from pounding into you, his cock burying itself inside the tight warm walls over your pussy, the noises that you make each time he hit the spot is like music to his ears. Negan leans over your back, pushing your face deeper into the mattress, his arms on each side of your body, he drives himself deeper into you, he is close to cumming, "Negan please...." you moan out. "I'm gonna cum doll, where do you want it, inside you? on your back?" He grunts out "or do you wanna shallow?" You can barely answer, you so cock drunk of him "Inside, please Negan" you beg him.  It doesn't take too long before Negan is pumping his seed inside you, grunting at his own release. You feel your own orgasm building and when you feel his hot cum inside you, you can't help but moan as you cum around his cock, milking him. Negan grunts as your cunt throbs around his slowly softening cock.  Negan get off of you and rolls you into his body, you both lay there panting, coming down from the high that has been building for a couple years.  "You do know now there is definitely not letting you go now." Negan says as his arm tightens around your stomach. "That is ok with me Negan." Negan chuckles and kisses your neck, thankful that finally after years of watching you from afar you were finally his.

[v4mpgutz]

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. . . welcome 2 river's notebook! ❀

and who could ever leave me darling,

...but who could stay?

she/they. 6teen. bisexual. writer. ur local taylor swift + beabadoobee enthusiast.

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: 🎀 : hobie, ichigo, renji, tom, mattheo + dallas' girlfriend (definitely real and not fake at all)

🎤 *taps mic* hello? is this thing on? — ahem! hiya, my name is river and i like to write fanfics about your favs! i am a minor and don't feel comfortable writing full on smut but there may still be some spice bc *wiggles eyebrows* this blog may contain spoilers and i will occasionally repost nsfw! i also do take requests! just send me an ask <3

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— i currently write for:

spiderverse, harry potter, bleach, jujutsu kaisen, the outsiders, tokyo revengers, haikyuu, attack on titan, scream 6 + more to come!

CHARACTERS I WILL [NOT] WRITE FOR:

(this is personal preference + not knowing how to write them and i may change my mind in the future!)

— peter b parker, any of the weasleys, seamus finnigan, neville longbottom, kenpachi zaraki, uryu ishida, gin ichimaru, sosuke aizen, sherri/cherry valance, steve randle, hajime kokonoi, tsukishima kei, erwin smith, reiner braun, samantha carpenter, quinn bailey + maybe others (just ask!)

TOPICS I [WILL] WRITE:

— love this stuff yum, delicious, scrumptious

fluff, the occasional spice, any!reader (afab, amab, non-binary, white, black, asian etc.), degradation, praise, canon and headcanons, acceptable age gaps, parent/child (PLATONIC) + more

TOPICS I WILL [NOT] WRITE:

— i am uncomfortable writing about these but just because something isn't here doesn't mean i will write about it, please just ask me. this may be added to over time.

incest/stepcest, rape/SA (UNLESS it is not specific and it's comfort instead of the actual thing), cheating, huge age gaps, toxic relationships in general, smut (as of right now), certain character x characters — sometimes i might, just ask me and i'll decide. UNLESS ITS EREMIKA..... then don't even bother asking i will projectile vomit on u..

thanks 4 being here and thanks 4 reading! <3

[honeyandbloodpoetry]

Bug Like An Angel

A short Leon S Kennedy X Chris Redfield one-shot. Leon is falling into a deep depression after his run in Spain, and finds himself lonely at a bar trying to numb the pain. Something better comes along.

Leon stared down at the empty glass, his vision swimming. His head ached, his limbs were heavy and yet...

"Another round!" He called to the barkeep. He was sweating underneath his jacket, skin sticky from something more than just the heat.

Whiskey on the rocks. It burnt going down, and made him even hotter once it was inside. Leon gripped the glass as if it were a lifeboat. As if it were all he had.

Images of Krauser, Luis, Mike, Martin--so many people he lost--began to flash through his head. Even the people that were alive felt unreachable. Ada, with her soft curves and easy smile and ice-cold deception, Sherry's watery blue eyes and determination through the worst of circumstances, Claire's attitude and leather and sense of justice, the way Ashley always seemed to make him smile. They felt so far away. Untouchable. He was alone.

The drink was all he had indeed.

There's a bug like an angel,

Stuck to the bottom

Of my glass, with a little bit left.

As I got older

I learned I'm a drinker,

Sometimes a drink feels like family....

"Hey there, buddy." A strong voice said, slipping in next to Leon. The DSO agent didn't even look up. The voice stalled for a moment, and Leon couldn't help but feel the large presence. Everything in the room seemed to gravitate toward the man next to him.

Or maybe he was just really, really fucking drunk.

A gentle hand on his arm. It felt like a hundred pound weight. Like it was going to crush him. Leon slowly looked up and met eyes with the guy bothering him. The gears in his head slowly turned, and then there was the flash of recognition that made him dizzy. Chris Redfield. He met him after the whole shindig in Spain, when he gave the Kennedy Report. Claire's brother. Him and a few guys from the BSAA had taken him out for drinks. It was a good night...nothing like this, drowning in whiskey and gin all by himself.

"Haven't seen you in awhile." Chris said, voice upbeat but his eyes gleaming with concern. "Just happened to stop in here with some of my men and noticed you. Think you could use some company?"

Leon still felt sore from Spain. It had been months. The pain wasn't going away. It made him stiff and bitter. Only drinking seemed to make it abate, if only for a few hours. "No." He slurred, Chris' edges blurring. "I'm fine."

Chris grimaced. "You don't look fine, Kennedy." He suddenly disappeared, and Leon stared blankly down at his empty glass. It should have been full again by now, no? He was loud enough... Did someone cut him off? Irritation spiked.

A few moments later, Chris returned with a plastic cup. He held it out to Leon. The DSO agent stared down at the cup and pointed with one finger, the word loose. "Liquor?"

"No, it's water. You need to sober up, Leon." He pushed the cup closer, a little bit sloshing over the rim. "I got lemon in it and everything, man."

"I'll pass." Leon shuddered when Chris used his first name. It was involuntary, echoing the way Krauser said his name when he killed him and...

The rim of the cup was pressed to his lips. "Wha--"

Chris tilted the cup, letting water flow into Leon's mouth when he spoke. He blubbered on it for just a moment, then swallowed without even thinking. The lemon was refreshing. He began gulping it down, the coolness a welcome contrast to the heat from the whiskey.

Family...

....

Chris was silent, just tilting the cup and letting Leon have his fill. He had dealt with men in places like Leon was in before. Broken. Hurting. Just seeking respite. Hell, he'd been there himself. Probably would be one day again, counting on his line of work.

A little bit of clarity came back into Leon's eyes and Chris smiled. "Attaboy," He said warmly to the younger man. "You'll be alright. I got some sliders on the way too." He pulled the cup from his lips, lingering for a moment on the way the little drops of water that clung to Leon's stubble shimmered in the low light.

"Why do you give a shit?" Leon asked bluntly. "Nobody...nobody except Hunnigan has... Checked... After everything... Raccoon City..."

Chris frowned. Poor guy. He really was drunk off his ass. He heard a lot about Leon from his sister, and it was a whole lot different from what he was seeing.

"Because I know what it's like." Chris reached a hand out and placed it on Leon's shoulder. The smaller man startled, then eased back down. "A neverending nightmare, right? If we have to live through this shit, we might as well look out for each other."

A tray of sliders was slid onto their table by a waitress, dripping gooey cheese and still steaming. Chris smiled at the way Leon's eyes laser-focused onto the food. He did look like he had lost some weight in the months since the Kennedy Report.

"Nobody else will, yeah? So eat up."

...

Leon reached across the table and grabbed a slider, stuffing the entire thing into his mouth at once, most of it falling back to the table. He was clumsy, almost silly in his movements, but once the food hit his stomach he could feel himself sobering up, at least a little.

"Thanks." Leon said. "I don't have much to say but..." His eyebrows rose as Chris effortlessly engulfed a slider all at once. "How the hell does your mouth open that wide?"

"Practice." Chris grinned, speaking through a mouthful of meat and cheese.

Leon blushed despite himself. Fuck. Still off my game... I didn't expect to see anyone here tonight... And yet, he couldn't deny that he was feeling better. More steady. It hit him how alone he'd been since being released from the hospital after his mission and delivering the Kennedy Report.

"Yeah?" Leon said, grinning. "I bet I can fit two."

Chris actually guffawed in disbelief. "Yeah, okay. You couldn't even get one down without spilling it all over the place."

"I wasn't trying." Leon countered.

"If you can do two, I can do three." Chris learned at him, shit eating grin plastered across his face.

"What are you, bro, a snake?"

"Ugh, don't talk to me about snakes... Now why don't we make it a bet?"

....

Leon and Chris stood outside the bar roughly an hour later, the former much more light on his feet. The stickness and heaviness seemed to be gone, the slur in his words disappeared. Chris was pleased, and despite coming over to help the guy out, he had actually had a good time.

"So you really killed this fucking B.O.W. with only eggs?" Chris laughed in disbelief.

"They wouldn't let me put it in the report because they thought it was bullshit!" Leon exclaimed. "But yeah, the bastard was severely allergic to eggs, even after he mutated. The worst part was just trying to nail the aim."

"Taking down a giant man-eating monster with eggs. Holy shit. That's Agent Kennedy for you." Chris couldn't stifle a laugh. "I have to ask though...why did you have so many eggs?"

Leon blushed. It was cute. "I was on the field for a long time and got hungry. So I just picked them up in the village as I went."

Chris cocked an eyebrow.

"I didn't waste time! I had them raw." Leon said hurriedly, almost embarrassed. The blush deepened. Ah. So he cared what I thought of him.

"Not weird to me." Chris shrugged. "I pop a couple eggs into my smoothies every now and then. They help." He flexed one of his biceps, keenly aware of how tight his simple black t-shirt was. He was also keenly aware of Leon's eyes darting away before sliding up his arm and across his chest, then back up to his face.

Chris was tempted to hit the younger man with my eyes are up here but decided against it. He seemed skittish and stiff after his run against Saddler, and Chris didn't want to jinx this.

In fact, he wanted to see Leon more often. Just to check up on him and discuss missions of course.

....

Leon felt Chris' hand glide over the small of his back. It sent a warmth up his spine, but it was a heat worlds different from drunkenness. Maybe just as addictive though.

Still not completely sober, Leon leaned into the touch as Chris walked with him to his apartment. Chris didn't move his hand, and for a few moments, Leon felt content for the first time in a long time.

"Steady there?" Chris asked, and Leon could swear he heard the cockiness in his voice.

"Yeah. Still a little woozy." Leon played it cool as they approached the gate to his building. "This is it. Nothing special." He stalled, thinking of inviting Chris in with him. He hadn't been with a man since Jack, but...

No. Not again. He wouldn't get close to someone just for them to...to...

"Are you free next Friday?" Chris asked, dopey smile on his face. "My partner Jill will be on a mission of her own, my men and I've got nothing to do... We were thinking of maybe playing some sports together. I used to do football back in school."

"I can tell." Leon said, immediately regretting it. "Ah...sure. I could use something to pump my blood."

"I thought so." Chris flashed a thumbs up. "I'll come get you. Afternoon, okay?"

"Okay..." Leon felt confused. And flustered.

"It's a promise. Don't break it!" Chris waved as he turned away. "See you then!"

Leon watched him walk away. "See you..."

Maybe things could get better again.

[rickchung]

Prophecy Bar x Rosewood Hotel Georgia x Downtown.

New cocktail lounge from At Home Hospitality and beverage director Jeff Savage.

Antipasti platter: oyama cured meats, cheeses, mustard, pickled vegetables, and sourdough.

Salmon aburi: torched kewpie mayo, scallions, and pickled ginger.

A5 Wagyu katsu sando ($100): butter brioche, katsu sauce, and kewpie mayo.

"Snow Falling on Cedars" with Ketel One vodka, Douglas Fir gin, hoja santa, Gyokuro, lime, egg white.

"Velvet Glove": Casa Migos Anejo tequila, sherry, espresso, reishi, warm spices, and cream.

Wagyu beef dumplings: seared beef dumplings, nam jim sauce, and scallions.

[blueblue-glassmoon]

don't @ me.

[akuma-nekoda]

How Gin confess his feelings to her

art by DemonCatArt

[gishisketch]

In your face, Gin

[louisamariella]

after arriving at home tonight I'm so ready to write a GinSherry fic?? So many ideas in my head, you guys should prepare

this is going to be dirty

[momocicerone]

Ginsherry love child because I searched for 872 years and didn’t find any fanart ლ(｡-﹏-｡ ლ)

Since Gin is a piece of shhh who won’t reveal his real name (or; more precisely: he will PROTECT this child at all costs), she goes by mama’s last name. Her full name is Miyano Rei (宫野  麗).

The pink tutu is actually the same my daughter has lol 

@ask-gin-vodka @lisanarwhal @spaceghetti-queen hello this is our child don’t bother asking how 

Some misc:

4 Years old. 

Fluent in Japanese and English. 

Loves ballet, strawberry shortcakes and action/adventure movies.

Learned to sing the ABC when she was fifteen months old. 

Future mathematician.

Has excellent aim (sniper potential???)

Bedtime story time is obligatory dad time.

Sassmaster extraordinaire. 

[noitaflamequeen]

July 28th, Day 6: XXX - A Kiss; A Shot; A yearning Heart

Even the most rotten heart is beating for someone. Today’s meant for Dark Love.

@detectiveconan-week

[v4mpgutz]

will write:

— any reader (any race, gender etc.), fluff, angst, nsfw, character x reader, praise, degradation, parent/child (PLATONIC U CRAZIES), age gaps (not illegal) + more, dacryphilia, dub-con (depends)

CHARACTERS

— ethan landry, chad meeks-martin, billy loomis, stu macher, randy meeks, simon "ghost" riley, könig, johnny "soap" mactavish, kyle "gaz" garrick, miguel o'hara, miles morales, hobie brown, renji abarai, orihime inoue, ichigo kurosaki, levi ackerman, eren jaeger, dallas winston + more!

won't write:

— character x oc, character x character, illegal age gaps, pedophilia, major character death, suicide, substance/alcohol abuse, incest/stepcest, rape/sa (UNLESS it is not specific and it's comfort instead of the actual thing), cheating, baby-trapping.

CHARACTERS

— peter b parker, any of the weasleys, seamus finnigan, neville longbottom, kenpachi zaraki, uryu ishida, gin ichimaru, sosuke aizen, sherri/cherry valance, steve randle, hajime kokonoi, tsukishima kei, erwin smith, reiner braun, samantha carpenter, quinn bailey + maybe others

note: just because something isn't here doesn't mean i'll write it, if you're unsure — just ask !! &lt;3

[goodspiritsnewsat]

GSN Spirited News: February 23rd 2021 Edition

GSN Spirited News: February 23rd 2021 Edition

Diageo has launched a new, lower-calorie brand extension for Baileys Irish Cream. The release, Baileys Deliciously Light, comes in at 16.1% abv and has 40% fewer calories and 40% less sugar than the original Baileys. To kick off the launch, Diageo has partnered with Cocktail Courier, a home mixology-focused e-commerce platform, to create four cocktail kits showing off the new liqueur. Baileys…