#milk punch

[themanhattanfoodproject]

With the onset of the holiday season, I’m fully in my milk punch era again. This one--a grapefruit, Aperol, and gin-based punch with rosemary and toasted black pepper--is a bit more subtle than the one inspired by the guanabana La Factoria punch, but it was an easy way back into this habit. I want to try to make a guava version of that milk punch, though I want to make it with some mezcal and lime juice and maybe a little Aperol for good measure. 

In any case, I’m feeling inspired, and I’m going to have some fun with this over the holiday season.

[higherfunction]

New York State Special Milk Punch Recipe Vanilla ice cream, cold milk, and citrus fruit juices are combined in this punch bowl.

[butterbourbonandothersins]

Mister Paradise

Mister Paradise is a world-class bar and you will leave in awe of whatever they serve you. They are concocting drinks in the East Village that most of us would never come up with, even on our most creative days.

[just-some-random-blogger]

🧐🤨 you read my fic ❓ what in the meta verse 😗🍵👌 chile anyways

She like me too 😫 my annoying/clumsy is amplified when i drink methinks

Hey !

About stark reader and daemon, can you do one where they are drunk and tgey go to theire quarters and just straight up start dancing ?

Im talking about the twist and those wierd 50/60 moves and maybe they are singing and the fam wanders whats going on and when they peep throw the door

Merry christmas 🎄

Milk Punch

[Blurb V for the Stark!Reader Universe]

Daemon Targaryen x Stark!Reader

Summary: You were drunk out of your mind and your husband is loving every second of it.

Word Count: >800

Warnings: fem!reader, wife!reader, mentions of heavy drinking/drunkenness, daemon simp, heavily implied sexy times, fluff, typos, etc.

A/N: lol merry new year i only got back to this now T_T but i hope it was worth the wait aslfhaslfhlashflaslfashf i did change a few things i hope thats ok im luv u nonnie this is set before they have kids so this gif is so large but who cares i love him look at him look at my evil meow meow i want him so bad also milk punch is apparently the older name or an older name of egg nog soooo the more you know Tagging: @deniixlovezelda @pinksirensong @targeryenmoony also the lovely @nyctophilic0vitnir i hope this will suffice for now since i have not gotten to writing your req yet Part IV

"Daor, daor," I slurred "nyke daor, daor, daor-"

Daemon grabs me, one hand on my waist the other on my cheek, saying something impressively long and eye-widening-hard to understand in High Valyrian.

I burp in my mouth as the prince asks, "did you sneak yourself some wine?"

"Daor." No.

His narrowed eyes scrutinize my face, "did you drink milk punch?

"Daor."

Daemon sighs, knowing that was in fact, not true.

"Daor," I say.

"I didn't say anything."

"Daor..."

He sighs. 100% inebriated.

"Daor-"

"That the only thing you know, love?"

I sigh, relaxing fully against his arms. Daemon's eye widens when I begin to fall back. His hands quickly dart to my sides, propping me up, gathering me into his chest, "alright, that's enough."

I pout, brows knitting, "daor!"

He rolls his eyes, "if you can tell me--" he bends down. I squeak when he grabs me below my hind and throws me over his shoulder. Daemon huffs, beginning to walk off, "--another word in High Valyrian other than no, I'll let you drink to your heart's content, pup."

I hiccup, then sigh, in pain due to the involuntary tightening of my chest and throat. I think for a long while as the sight of the table where a bunch of stuffy royals were seated quickly becomes smaller. I wave at Rhaenyra when she says good night.

"Last chance," Daemon says right before he reaches the door, "ȳdragon naejot nyke, ñuha jorrāelagon."

Speak to me, my love.

I think, "daor."

Daemon rolls his eyes, promptly exiting the dining hall.

When he sets me down, I'm shocked that we're in our chambers, "when did we get here?"

Daemon spins me around and begins to undo the laces on my back, "what do you mean? We never left our chambers."

"What?!" my jaw drops as I gasp. I move to turn to him, but he holds me back, muttering something incoherent in another language.

Daemon pulls my dress down and I step out of my dress, dashing across the room, throwing arms up in the air, making my thin shift dress flow with my movements. I begin to spin and giggle, stopping only because I begin to lose my balance and fear falling.

"What are you doing?" the man across me asks. When my line of sight is not so blurry, I blink twice and run towards him.

"Easy!" he snaps, lunging forward to catch me before I face plant. I look up at him, blowing back the dark streaks of my hair, reaching out to brush back his light ones with a grin, "dancing!"

My husband's face contorts, he settles me on my feet, "that is not dancing, little girl."

I twist my face in offence, grabbing him by his waist to pull him towards me, "I'll have you know I'm the-" I cut myself off when I trip on Daemon's feet.

"Gods help us," he sighs, setting me back up.

I huff, tightening my grip on his clothes, "-premier dancer of the North."

Daemon rolls his eyes, hands slipping down to the small of my back. I begin to lead us into a slow dance and he steadily picks up on my movements. He says, "I do not doubt you, beloved," but I am uncertain if he doubted me.

I sigh, leaning my head onto his chest, "Cregan made fun of me whenever I danced. He said I was trying too hard to be a lady."

The sound of his hum echoes in my ear, "I can emasculate him," he mutters, hand coming up to my head, "castrate the only thing manly about that dog."

I close my eyes, sighing as I feel the combing of my hair.

"I'll make sure to make up for his loss by breeding plenty pups into my bride," he rests his chin on my head.

"Kepa," I mutter pulling away from him. He grabs my hand, pulling me close to him, "what was that?"

I spin myself in his grip then jump towards him, throwing my arms over his shoulders as I continue to lead us to the music in my head.

"Did you just call me kepa, my lady?"

I purse my lips in thought.

"Kessa ao mazverdagon nyke iā kepa, jorrāelagon?" Daemon smirks.

Will you make me a father, love?

I yawn at the sound of the words I do not understand.

Daemon recoils, "you smell like you drink for sport."

I knit my brows, "I drank as much as you!"

"And that was your mistake."

Daemon pushes me back to spin me around. I do not enjoy it because I feel the sloshing of my stomach. I hold back the liquid that threatens up my throat.

Daemon snatches me forward, lips curved into a smirk, "you don't look so good."

"I want to go to bed."

His nostrils flare in amusement, "I agree."

I yelp softly when I am swept of my feet and carried to our bed. I straighten from where I was sat down when Daemon walks away. I relax only when I realize he was only putting out the lights. When my husband walks back, I bite my lip in anticipation of his movements.

He catches this, lips quirking upward as he rid himself of his clothing. He tilts his head in thought, "does this excite you?"

I nod.

He licks his lips, "do you want to play then, wolf?"

I nod once more, shifting in my place so I could reach out to him.

Daemon walks forward, pushing my black locks back as he allows me to take over the task of undressing him. He hums, "such a sweet girl for her dragon."

I nod again, looking up at him.

He chuckles, "iksan jāre naejot qogralbar ao sīr qopsa."

I'm going to fuck you so hard.

[psicochurroz]

chainsaw man (and fire punch) album covers

[nanami-is-nanamean]

HS!gojo crushing hard on nanami is a comedy of errors and miscommunication. Every move he makes to try and connect with him flops spectacularly and its actually a wonder how he doesnt drop the bag

He thinks nanami is into astrology so he memorizes his and everyones star charts and becomes a bit of an annoying expert on it, when in reality he likes astronomy and is really into the history behind planets and stars and the study behind them

He thinks nanami is into mythology and thank goodness he's The Top Sorcerer because he can just easily peruse thru his clan houses many libraries to find out the origins of different yokai and spell, but actually nanami is into european and danish mythology and has been getting into those to reconnect with his danish roots

He knows that nanami likes bread and cooking so he gets really into baking to let them have something to talk about and makes him all sorts of sweet breads and milk breads and pastries, and completely forgets about the fact that oh shit. Right. Nanami hates sweets. And he just made an entire croquembouche.

(Cut to gojo crying in his room shoving cream puff in his mouth while shoko and geto try and fail to both comfort and not laugh at him behind his door)

(Dw, nanami recognizes that hes trying) (even if he keeps failing. Miserably.)

[cuppajj]

just Overlord holding Shadow Milk cookie as if they are some dynamic evil villain duo cross over

you know how much i hate it here

[mxpaint-and-co]

OH HONK! I'm late!!! But not to worry, it is still the same date. Now behold!!! THE Clownga Line, for your patience!!

[kingdomnerds]

How I felt about Silver before Book 7

How I feel about him now that I’m in the middle of Book 7 😀

[wwskalisto]

Nimbus Merino as a kid

(IWILLPUNCHYOUIWILLPUNCHYOUIWILLPUNCHYOUIWILLPUNCHYOUIWILLPUNCHYOUIWILLPUNCHYOUIWILLPUNCHYOUIWILLPUNCHYOUIWILLPUNCHYOU-)

[cheesecake-bich]

PERHAPS MY SILLY LITTLE GUY? YQHSUS YOUR ART IS SO LOVELY 🫶

IM SORRY IT TOOK ME FOREVER TO REPLY EVERY TIME I CAME UP TO THIS ASK ID DIE FROM HIS BEAUTY

Like he’s to perfect for me to draw

I’m not worthy 😣😣

[blackbunnyblobchara]

Finally used my new markers again, tried to figure out their color and design by my own style and I kinda semi-like it

[baldurspeen69420]

This is not BG3 related at all disclaimer, just blowing off steam about my life:

My girlfriend just got diagnosed with Celiac disease, and with her circumstances and diagnosis, that means no gluten and no dairy forever (as far as we know currently)

She's devastated and goddamn it's hard to see someone you love so sad, but I'm taking the fuck it we ball approach

If she's no gluten and no dairy, guess what so am I - bread can kiss my ass!!!!!!!!!!

It's going to be a huge change but FUCK IT WE BALL!! I've already made a Pinterest, I'm following a bunch of new celiac Youtubers, I am going to learn to make the tastiest damn gf and df meals and baked goods ever conceived or I will die trying AND I will be that girl calling the restaurant beforehand if we go out to make sure everything is legit and safe

This is my whole life now this is my new personality, BG3 is now my second personality, I'm Celiac chick now

[struck-by-the-rain]

I love playing w the stickers on my laptop like dolls

[pumpumpuli]

Here's Karl and Len together! Though now that I look at it, Karl should be even shorter. Ehh, too late!

[solarpawbs]

woe, fobbit be upon ye