#honeylove

[geohoneylovers]

Honey: Nature's golden gift, bridging cultures, weaving tales of ancient wisdom and vitality through generations. Explore the sweet tapestry of our shared history. 🌍🍯

[yourprettyboibutch]

how do you feel about getting dms from shy femmes who need friends?

I feel so happy about that

I like to make new friends too :)

[butch-bf]

sorry for the spam-liking! I just found your blog and I like it a lot hehe 😊🤭

don’t be!! i’m glad you enjoy it 💓

[geohoneyy]

The Healing Power of Eucalyptus Honey

Eucalyptus honey, natural healing potion packed sweet nectar, not only delights the taste buds, but also serves as a natural remedy for various ailments with antibacterial, anti-inflammatory, antioxidant, and immune-boosting properties to keep the body healthy and happy....

[thelookcelebritynews]

[marinadominguez]

Shapewear-Skims vs. Honeylove vs. Spanx

When it comes to the production of clothing for shapewear, the three brands that are at the top of the line for now, at the very least the top three include Spanx, Skims, and Honeylove. You’ve likely had products from these giants if you’ve ever previously looked for a body-shaping product. But which one is the most effective? What brand do you most choose if you want the goal of transforming your body quickly and making your curves stand out to the forefront while working away that belly fat? Please stick with us until the end to discover the answer. In the coming sections next article, we’ll go over more about each brand and the pros and cons of their offerings and compare them to ensure that your cash is spent on the top clothes for your body.

[dmelearning]

"Life is a flower, of which love is honey."

[leo-righini-fleur]

Honey Cardamom Mascarpone Unleash your culinary confidence with this divine honey cardamom mascarpone recipe. Prepare to impress your taste buds like never before.

[gliderofgold]

Recipe: Honey Pork Belly

Indulge in the sweet and savory flavors of our mouth-watering Honey Pork Belly recipe. Whip it up today and treat yourself to a delicious meal.

[youngthingllama]

Introducing our sensational Herb Infused Honey by Kabeela Living! Brace yourself for a magical experience as you indulge in the exquisite richness and captivating medicinal qualities of this extraordinary creation. Our organic honey is expertly infused with a delicate blend of handpicked herbs, delivering a symphony of flavors that will leave your taste buds in awe.

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Discover the wonders of our flavored honey and unlock a world of difference it can make in your life. From enhancing your immune system to promoting digestion and providing antioxidant support, this delectable elixir is truly a treasure trove of wellness.

So why settle for ordinary when you can elevate your culinary adventures with our Herb Infused Honey? Indulge in this golden nectar, savor the goodness, and let it ignite your senses. Add a dollop to your morning tea, drizzle it over pancakes, or get creative with your favorite recipes – the possibilities are endless!

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[loveofindia]

Discover the many benefits of raw natural honey! Packed with healthy enzymes and nutrients, raw honey is a delicious and nutritious alternative to processed honey. From sweetening your morning tea to adding flavor to your favorite recipes, raw honey is a versatile and tasty addition to your pantry. Try it today and experience the pure and natural goodness of raw honey!

[soupbirded]

Me doing this but assuring that it has 0 audience:

[petzhamsterclub]

Cutscene - Suzy & Classmate

[Individual Frames can be viewed Here] [Image ID: A gif made up of a series of screenshots. Which shows a conversation between the characters. For the sake of this ID, classmate will be referred to as C, and Suzy as S. C: Huh...? S: Woah! Oof! ... Owie! C: What are you doing? S: I trilled while i was holding onto the desk... C: Yeah, I can see that. Why are you cleaning up all by yourself? S: Oh, that! The rest of the people on cleaning duty had other stuff to do and went home. C: Wow, aren't you a sucker, being used like that... S: I beg your pardon? C: Nothing. Here, you take the chair. S: Brrrrriiiing! Why, are you HELPING me?! C: Oh shush. Only 'cos I've got nothing better to do. S: ... Okay C: It's just this once. S: I'm glad you have so much free time -- just this once C: .......... end ID]

[freeshavocadoooo]

You don't want to push him to talk about it, because as upsetting as it is, you're still strangers to each other.

You are and you're not. He died and he didn't. You grieved and you didn't. You burn and... you burn.

Jason is definitely the type to go feral over his best friend he hasn't seen in years. Hear me out: he's alive again, and not only that, but he's huge. Strong. People are afraid of him. So the reader is in town, walking the streets, and they meet again, maybe when he protects them as Hood. And reader is ecstatic to see Jason again of course and he's the same but also, all he can think is minemineminemine and I WANT YOU. mans is down horrendous for his sweet best friend that he missed and he's been in love with them for so long and now that he has them, he's not giving them up

idk if this was a prompt but i got inspired <3 thanks for stopping by anon

jason todd x gn!reader. feral jason i guess, but really soft jason. jason who yearns to be yours. jason who'd do anything for it, even if it meant one sided devotion... and also, jason who is loved by you. 1.2k words

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"I don't understand why you can't come to my apartment."

"I told you why." Jason's posture is rigid but his tone is gentle. Because he has told you why he won't enter your home. Multiple times. Doesn't mean you don't challenge it every time you meet him on a random rooftop.

"It would be fine, Jay," you say. "I trust you."

"I know. But I don't trust everybody else," he says, words crackling through his modulator. That had frightened you at first; in fact, everything about a newly-resurrected Jason Todd had frightened you. From his height to the guns, you'd been sure that night in Gotham would be your last.

But then it had become clear that cheated death aside, nothing could kill his heart.

"You haven't visited in a while," you say.

You don't mean for it to sound accusatory.

"I know," Jason says. "Been busy. The Bats..."

And you knew. You knew the second you found out that Jason was alive that it would be like this, that he wouldn't be completely yours. He wasn't yours when he was Robin either, perhaps even less so.

And what's wrong with that? You have no right to ask him to be yours. To give you more.

But the recent distance has frightened you. Maybe it's for safety's sake, but your selfish heart wishes that he'd drop that for once.

Then again, there's always that dread in your stomach that perhaps Jason Todd doesn't love you the way you love him. And perhaps he never will.

"Well, I wish you'd call," you say.

This is wrong. You shouldn't be picking fights. Jason doesn't go dark out of cruelty, only necessity.

Jason sighs. "I can't. 'M sorry."

You cross your arms. It's chilly tonight.

"Do you even want to see me?"

He tilts his head. Dangerous.

"What do you mean?"

"I don't want to intrude," you say. "You're busy and all the stuff with B, I don't—I mean, I wouldn't hold it against you if you—"

Jason takes two long strides and closes the distance. You swallow the rest of your sentence as he backs you up against the brick exterior of an abandoned apartment. Your heart picks up. You're not afraid; the fear went long ago. You're just... something. You're something about Jason.

The last time you two hugged was after Willis' death. You'd wanted to wrap him in his cape, thought maybe that would make everything feel as small as he'd been.

Now, a foot taller and a hundred pounds heavier, Jason clearly does not need a cape. Right?

He takes off his helmet, lets it hang on his hand. His other hand is by your head. You lean back, let your neck go on display. Jason doesn't miss the movement.

"What're you doing, Jay?" you ask levelly.

Maybe he thinks you don't notice this distance but you do. You don't want to push him to talk about it, because as upsetting as it is, you're still strangers to each other.

You are and you're not. He died and he didn't. You grieved and you didn't. You burn and... you burn.

But you're tired of being and not being. You won't let him keep you in emotional purgatory. If he's done with you, he should just say so.

"If you don't want to meet anymore," you start, and let the words hang in the air.

"I—" he starts, then swallows. He tosses his helmet to the side. He doesn't touch you, just hovers inches away. Jason smells like lilac and gun smoke.

"I don't think you understand... my devotion," he says, voice low. "How much power you have over me."

Your eyes widen. "Wh—"

His green eyes reflect the streetlight like a cat's. The sight stops you short. Jason Todd is hot metal on a knife's edge, and it would do you well to remember that.

His hands curl into fists. He shakes his head.

"Sorry," he whispers like a prayer. "Not tryna scare you." His chest rises and falls rapidly. "'M I scarin' ya, sweetheart? Tell me and I'll go home, shake it off. Wait forever. I can be good. Won't want what I don't deserve."

"I'm not scared," you say, and it's the most sure you've ever been. "Not scared of you, Jay."

He breathes a laugh, like he can't quite believe you. His breath is warm on your neck.

"You'd be the first," he says. "The only one."

This, you believe. This, you have wondered some nights, knowing that even Batman isn't sure what to do with a son who lives with death on his shoulder.

"You don't have to devote yourself to me," you say, because that makes you pause. Who are you to be his god?

Jason laughs again, strong and sure. He sinks to his knees in front of you. His white streak glows in the light.

"You think it's a vice?" he asks. He rests a hand on your left thigh, testing. You lay your hand over his, so he holds your other thigh too.

He hums. "You do. You think you're holdin' me hostage."

Jason takes a shuddering breath and flattens his palms over your legs. Then he leans in and rests his cheek on your leg, nose near the apex of your thighs. Your belly flips.

"Let's make one thing clear. My devotion is my only redemption. 'S the only thing that makes me believe I'm not all rotted inside. Makes me behave. In this world and the next, I'm yours."

"I... Jason, you belong to yourself, not me. I don't—"

"You don't have to do anything. If it's too much, then I'll disappear. You can carry on."

You stroke the exposed side of his face. He looks up at you.

He is still. You have made him still.

"I'm yours too," you say.

He shakes his head. "You don't hafta—"

"Do you think being yours is a curse?" you ask, gaze sharp.

"Don't promise something for balance's sake," he rasps. "I'll be yours without you being mine."

Your heart is still. He has made it still.

"I'll keep coming back," Jason whispers, eyes wide. "If you're mine, I can't leave. Y'don't know what you're doing. Don't give yourself to me."

"I do. I'm yours."

His grip tightens around your legs. Jason shakes his head.

"Don't do it," he says into your thigh. "I shouldn't have anyone. I'm-I'm only meant to be yours. Nobody's mine."

But you know. You can slide your finger along his teeth and he'll wait with his mouth open. You can touch his edges and he'll turn his cheek so you won't nick your finger. He would sooner chew his own tongue.

"It's alright," you say, and kneel. You dirty your knees right alongside him. "It's okay, Jason. I know what I'm doing."

His breath hitches. Jason presses you into the brick, tucks his face into your neck. His arms wrap tightly around your waist.

"Sorry," he whispers frantically. "'M sorry. You can push me away. Sorry."

"I won't do that." You hold him and let him take you. "I know you're good. I thought—I thought you were pulling away, and I..."

"I was," he admits, muffled in your skin. "'M sorry. Was the only way I could think of to let you go. You deserve better. Couldn't think 'round you, honeylove. Knew it was a death sentence when I found out that you still lived in Gotham."

"It wasn't," you say. "Best thing that's ever happened to me."

Jason huffs. "You say that now, but..."

"No. I say it now and I'll say it again. Keep me, Jason. I'll keep you too."

[n-maulina]

The Honey Paloma Cocktail is a cool take on the original Paloma. It combines the sweet taste of honey with the sour tastes of grapefruit and lime.

Ingredients: 2 oz tequila. 1 oz fresh grapefruit juice. 1/2 oz lime juice. 1/2 oz honey syrup. Club soda, to top. Grapefruit wedge, for garnish. Salt, for rimming optional.

Instructions: Salt the edge of a glass if you want to. Put ice cubes in the glass. Put tequila, grapefruit juice, lime juice, and honey syrup in a shaker. Shake it well, then strain it into the glass that has been set up. Add club soda on top. Add a wedge of grapefruit as a garnish. Serve and have fun!