#pineapple juice ice cubes

[separatioleprosorum]

Sweet Seduction I had to share this recipe that my husband and I came up with one night because it is so delicious! Ladies, this is the cocktail for you if you like sweet drinks!

[milo-is-rambling]

I made a drink where it’s impossible to taste the alcohol fuck yes

[brauweiler]

Channel Marker This is a wonderful party beverage that your guests will adore. 1.5 cups orange juice, 1 fluid ounce vodka, 2 cups ice cubes, 2 fluid ounces grapefruit juice, 1 dash grenadine syrup, 2 fluid ounces pineapple juice, 1 fluid ounce dark rum, 1 fluid ounce light rum

[pudding-art]

Pineapple and Banana Smoothie Recipe This pineapple smoothie with banana is quick, tropical, fruity goodness with just four ingredients. Easily blend together and your smoothie is served.

[starlingcitygifs]

Pineapple Martini Recipe This fresh, tropical pineapple martini for one is the perfect complement to any hot summer day, or summer party. 2 ounces vodka, 4 ounces pineapple juice, 1 cup ice cubes or as needed, 1 ounce triple sec, 1 ounce lime juice

[ghostyknight]

Recipe for Pineapple and Banana Smoothie This pineapple smoothie with banana is quick, tropical, fruity goodness with just four ingredients. Easily blend together and your smoothie is served. 1/4 fresh pineapple - peeled cored and cubed, 4 ice cubes, 1 cup pineapple or apple juice, 1 large banana cut into chunks

[luveline]

I've read your vampire eddie fic and its soo lovely I adore them being weird toghether <3 and I thought how will reader and eddie pass the summer? I totally see her saying shit like Vlad please put on some sunscreen lol and eddie be so grumpy

“It’s not that you don’t like it,” you’re saying. 

“No, that’s exactly what it is.” 

You sit down on the picnic blanket by his hip with a plate of summer fruit sweating in your hands. You’ve dotted a few ice cubes through the mountains of it, water melting, turning pink from the melon and yellow with the pineapple juice as the sun bears down.

“The sun is good for you,” you say, taking a slice of apple with green, bright rind in between two fingers. You have very pretty hands, Eddie’s thought that ever since you met, and they’re prettier still because of how you use them, you’re oh so gentle. “Just like this.” 

He won’t let you feed him, taking the apple as you press it to his lips, juice and water wetting his fingers. “The sun does nothing for me. I’m dead.” 

“Are you?” you ask, a genuine curiosity to your tone as you put the plate in front of him. Eddie, on his front, anticipates your next move before you’ve decided, not just because of his super senses but also because you’re a predictable creature, who loves him very much. Unlikely and true. “I thought you were only half dead,” you say, resting a hand by his ribs and leveraging yourself across his back in a hug. “Well, I thought you were undead.” 

Eddie is regrettably undead. “I forgot you were the expert on my condition,” he says, putting the apple slice in his mouth whole.

“Your condition,” you say, your face slotting into the back of his neck, forcing him to close his eyes and settle into the blanket, grass beneath it crisp from the heat. 

“My vampirism.” 

“Ah, I thought you meant your behavioural issues.” 

“Of course you did.” 

You don’t say anything back. Quiet, your hands slide up in front of his armpits, your head lolling heavily to one side. You mouth a word against his neck, a second and third, but Eddie can’t decipher what it is you’re saying even with his incredible hearing, can only feel the soft curve of your lips as they shutter closed, hot like a fresh bruise beneath his ear. 

Eddie nudges you to slide off of him, turning, cautious of the plate, to offer you his arm, and to see your face more clearly. You’ve forgone any of your fun makeups today, weary of the heat, all your wrinkles and lines in stunning detail under his gaze.

You lay on your side and Eddie lifts the arm that isn’t supporting him with his finger bent into a tight ‘n’ to stroke the skin under your chin. “You’re pretty,” he says, his knuckle rubbing back and forth. 

“You’re beautiful,” you say back. The hair at the nape of your neck is damp with sweat, and as you both lay there in the humidity, a bead of it races suddenly to sink into the fabric of your top. 

“You’re really pretty,” he says, ignoring your deflection —though for you, he doubts it’s a deflection at all, only a thought you’d had and spoken without qualm— in favour of lavishing you with some more love and praise. He opens his palm and touches his fingertips to your cheek, conscious of the heat, stringing the words together slow as the heavy pour of a maple tapper, “I don’t like the sun, it’s hot, and I’m melting, but I don’t think I mind it when you’re here too.” 

Your heart does a jump, to his smugness, an audible caper of your pulse. “Everything’s better when we’re together,” you say. 

He nods severely and lifts your chin just a touch, tilting his head to the side to kiss you. The pressure of his fangs is forgotten, a blood sate too far away to ignore the more nefarious longing that thrums at the centre of his chest, but overpowered anyways by practice, and desire; he’s gotten a thousand times better at kissing you, because you like to be kissed, and he likes to give you anything he can. 

He can’t pretend he doesn’t like this, either. You cover his hand with yours and wade in like a quick tide, pulling back and pushing in, like nips without the pain. Your hand slips into his hair. “I love you,” you say, “but you’re sweating like crazy.” 

“You’re sweating worse,” he says. 

“We’ll have to take a vacation.” 

“Where do you want to go?” 

“Literally everywhere cold.” 

Eddie can’t leave Hawkins. He needs blood, and there’s only one sheriff who’s willing to source it for him. But it’s a nice idea, a fantasy he won’t ruin for you. “Where’d you want to go first?” 

“I wanna go to that place with the Northern Lights. We’d never complain about sweating again.” 

You squint at him. 

“What?” he asks. 

“Where do you want to go?” you ask. 

“Anywhere with you.” 

“Well, you’d have to.” 

“Oh, yeah? Why’s that?” he asks. 

“I’m your only portable blood bag, Eddie.” 

He lays back on his back, covering his eyes with an arm as the other comes to rest on his soft stomach, whirl of a scar thick beneath his shirt. “Never gonna happen.” 

You shuffle closer to him. “One day,” you say, laying down next to him with your face nearly flat to the blanket, the heat of your body a palpable thickness he wouldn’t change for the world, dehydration inevitable. “You’ll give me a nice sharp kiss and that’ll be that.” 

“Never.” 

“Imagine it.” Your voice turns to a whisper. 

“Never, babe,” he says, he promises, the weight of his arm over his eyes like an iron. 

“I’ll just have to bite you instead.” 

You open your mouth and press your teeth to the hill of his shoulder, dull and wet, your breath like a kiss before you let your lips drift shut and give him a proper one. “Love you,” you say. 

“Love you, freakazoid.” He wrestles you into a cuddle he’ll regret sooner rather than later, wishing his vampirism were better at keeping him cool. He’s cold to the touch most of the time. Right now he’s baking. “But I’m not biting you,” he says into your forehead. 

You laugh breezily. “Not today you’re not. That’s why I made fruit salad.” 

[rainbowbarnacle]

Please make a tea post so I can save it especially the pineapple ice cubes I need more info

Oh, like, different teas I like to make? Okay! :D

🍍Pineapple Tea🍍

The way I do it is really simple:

Buy a giant jug of already-made tea (I like gold peak!)

Buy a carton of pineapple juice

Freeze the juice into cubes, pour a little of it in the tea for extra flavor

And that's it. That's aaaall you gotta do.

There's all kindsa ways you can dress it up, but nine times out of ten I just do this and drink it by the gallon when it's hot out.

If you wanna get fancy with it, feel free to cold brew your own black (or green) tea, add actual hunks of pineapple fruit in there, add some orange juice, add some honey, add some coconut milk or sweetened condensed milk, whatever sounds good! (Also, pairing pineapple tea with coconut cookies? SO GOOD.) Put mint in the pineapple cubes if you like mint! Add a bit of boiled ginger root or some brown sugar and cinnamon for a little kick! Heck, last summer I used blue peaflower star-shaped ice cubes just because they were pretty.

(Peaflower petals don't taste like much, but they make a GORGEOUS blue, and if you put something acidic in there like lemon juice IT TURNS PINK. :D)

🍓Strawberry Tea🍓

I find this stuff sort of difficult to find where I live, so often I go the same route as the pineapple tea: grab a jug of black tea, grab a jug of strawberry juice, (ocean spray has a really nice cran-strawberry one I like) freeze the juice, mix, and enjoy. Super simple.

If I can't find strawberry juice, I dice some strawberries up and put it in a jar with some water and a bit of sugar for a few hours, then add *that* to the tea. (heck, it's really nice all by itself!)

What goes with strawberry? ANY DANG THING YOU WANT. I am particularly fond of lychee. Jasmine tea and rose petals pair really well with it too. Again, if you like mint, it's *really* nice with strawberry. And you know how if you put black pepper on strawberries they taste even strawberrier? (If you haven't tried this, go do it, it's magic.) Same goes with the tea, add some peppercorns or a teeny bit of chili powder or some ginger.

If you wanna drink it hot or cold brew a batch of your own, here are some brands that are also nice:

1. Strawberry Sensation

2. Adagio Strawberry Tea (this is also where I got the peaflower petals)

3. Any of Lupicia's Strawberry Teas they are HEAVENLY

🍏Apple Tea🍏

As with the pineapple and strawberry teas, it's totally fine to just go find some ready-made tea and mix it with some apple cider or apple juice for tasty low spoons fun. If you drink it iced, a bit of sugar and lemon juice brings out the apple flavor nicely!

I prefer drinking this stuff hot though. You know that Fall Drink post that was floating around? IF YOU HAVEN'T YET, TRY IT, IT'S AWESOME.

☕Chai Tea☕

So here's the thing about chai for me personally: I don't tend to drink it iced or sugary, but if you do like it iced and sugary, there are a couple of really nice chai tea concentrates:

Oregon Chai Latte

Tazo's Chai Latte (Forget the "skinny" nonsense, I just wanted to include an option with no milk so you can add whatever you want to it)

Pacific Chai isn't concentrated, but you can use it to make hot or iced chai and it's really lovely, not too sweet and super easy to work with. As for dressing up chai, I don't tend to! There's already so much going on with all the flavors, I just drink it as-is most days. Play with milk-to-tea ratios or sugar amounts all you like, figure out what's your jam.

I do know that mixing chai and coffee together (or chai and chocolate together) is guaranteed to make a feeling groovy kind of morning, at least if you have two thumbs and you're me. Iiii think that's all the tea blather I can think of for right now. Thank you for asking, anon, it was fun! Anybody reading this, feel free to add your own favorite things to do with tea. :D

[sweethoneyrose83]

 Rambleberry Juice Punch

 Ingredients:

- 1 cup raspberry juice - 1 cup blueberry juice - 1 cup blackberry juice - 1 cup cranberry juice - 1 cup orange juice - 1/2 cup lemon juice - 2 cups pineapple juice - 1 liter of sparkling water or club soda - 1/4 cup honey or simple syrup (optional, adjust to taste) - Fresh berries (raspberries, blueberries, blackberries) for garnish - Sliced citrus fruits (oranges, lemons, limes) for garnish - Ice cubes

 Instructions:

1. Mix the Juices: In a large punch bowl, combine the raspberry juice, blueberry juice, blackberry juice, cranberry juice, orange juice, lemon juice, and pineapple juice. Stir well to ensure all the juices are thoroughly mixed.

2. Sweeten (Optional): If you prefer a sweeter punch, add honey or simple syrup to the juice mixture. Start with a small amount and adjust to taste, stirring until the sweetener is completely dissolved.

3. Chill: Cover the punch bowl and refrigerate for at least an hour, or until thoroughly chilled. This allows the flavors to meld together.

4. Add Sparkling Water: Just before serving, add the sparkling water or club soda to the punch bowl. Stir gently to combine.

5. Prepare Garnishes: Add fresh berries and sliced citrus fruits to the punch for a beautiful and flavorful garnish.

6. Serve: Fill glasses with ice cubes and pour the Rambleberry Juice Punch over the ice. Add additional fruit garnishes to each glass if desired.

Tips: - Customization: Feel free to adjust the types of juices based on availability or preference. You can also experiment with other fruit juices like pomegranate or cherry. - Alcoholic Version: For an adult twist, add a splash of vodka, rum, or sparkling wine. - Herbal Infusion: Add a few sprigs of fresh mint or basil for an herbal note.

Enjoy your refreshing Rambleberry Juice Punch!

[blossomview]

Rainbow Paradise Cocktail

Recipe below

Ingredients:

4 ounce pineapple juice 2 ounce Malibu Coconut Rum 1 ounce grenadine 1 ounce blue curacao 1 ounce water Crushed ice

Instructions:

Pour grenadine into a hurricane glass. Fill the glass with crushed ice or small cubes. In a separate cup or shot glass, mix together the pineapple juice and Malibu. Slowly pour the pineapple juice and coconut rum mixture into the hurricane glass. In another cup, mix the water and blue curacao. Put a spoon against the glass and pour the blue curaçao mix slowly over it so it will float on the yellow later. Garnish with a lemon or orange slice.

[snorky]

You Got That Kinda Lovin' That Can Be So Smooth

Hey y’all! I hope you enjoy this fic I wrote! Keep in mind that it is a work of fiction and that it isn’t a depiction of any of the characters mentioned. Hope it’s sweet and fluffy enough for y’all! The title is from a lyric in  “Smooth” by Santana. Good song check it out. Also Dunner is just <3

Pairing: Vince Dunn x F!Reader

Word Count: 2.0k

Warnings: Alcohol Consumption (of legal age)

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The crowded and noisy bar was not the place to be on a Friday night after a long, tiring day of work. Bodies pressed up one another to the music, the stench of alcohol and booze lingering in the air, loud talking over one another. It was a recipe for a headache. Unfortunately, to her friends, a night out at the bar was a great idea. And so, she ordered a fruity, colorful drink to hopefully distract her.

Minutes passed by, and the drink was forgotten, half-empty and sitting on the bar counter next to her. She swirled the tiny umbrella around the glass, hoping to come up with an excuse to tell her friends why she left early. Her mind sat blank, thinking that just disappearing would cause her friends to panic, and saying that she wants to go home is too straight-forward and a bit rude.

A sigh fell from her mouth as she looked up from her drink, looking around the bar for her friends, hoping that they at least enjoyed their night. It was difficult to spot her friends through the crowd of people in the darkened bar, so after a few minutes of searching and to no avail, she gave up.

She looked at her drink, seeing the mixture of yellow pineapple juice and some alcohol swirl against the ice cubes, before deciding to finish the rest of it. It tasted tangy and sweet on her tongue, the cool liquid helping her calm her nerves for a bit. 

After a while, the effects of the drink kicked in, the music was a lot less of a headache to deal with, and the crowd of bodies dancing seemed tempting. Everything seemed more tolerable. Maybe all she needed to do was let loose, and enjoy the night with dancing and drinks. 

And so she got up off of the barstool and started walking to the dance floor. She felt a bit more confident now that she wasn’t feeling so tired. Music in the air was livelier than before, the beat of it thumping in her chest, and the crowd kept moving along to it. 

She moved to the music, becoming lost in her own world for a bit, enjoying how happy she felt at the moment. The melody seemed to dance in the air and around her, a swirling magic of notes. A smile grew on her face as she swayed in the crowd, feeling confident and not caring what others think.

As she looked up, her eyes met someone, his soft curls sticking to his forehead, his eyes full of laughter, and his lips turning into a smile when his friends told him a joke. He looked like an Ancient Greek sculpture with his strong, and yet gentle blushed cheeks that could be seen in the dim bar lighting.

He took a sip of his drink before setting it down, telling something to his friends, and started making his way over to her. She noticed the way the dark t-shirt hugged his body, how his lips looked so soft, how his eyes seemed to shine even in the dark. When he approached her, she noticed that he smelled like sweet rosewood, and the faint scent of the beer he had earlier lingered on him.

He smiled before speaking to her, his lips moved, but it was impossible to hear him over the loud music in the bar.

“I’m really sorry but I can’t hear you!” she shouted.

He paused for a second before bending down near her ear and spoke, “Should we go somewhere quieter?”

She nodded her head and they both made their way out of the bar, the fresh cool air smooth on their skin. It was much more quiet and calm outside of the bar, but the adrenaline was still coursing through their veins.

“Hey, it’s nice to actually hear you know,” he laughed. His voice was a lot more gentle than she expected, and his laugh was adorable. Warmth radiated off of him in the cooler air, and it was tempting for her to not lean closer to him. 

“Yeah,” she chuckled. “What’s your name?” 

“Vince.” He stuck out his hand for her to shake.

She took his hand and shook it, noticing how warm it was compared to the cool air. “Nice to meet you Vince, you’re really pretty by the way,” she blurted out.

“Yeah?”

“Yeah,”

His lips curled into a shy smile before he started laughing softly, “Thanks, you’re really stunning,”

A gentle blush rose to her face, lightly dusting her cheeks with pink. The fairy-lights that hung outside the bar glowed softly against the walls and the surroundings. “How is your night going?” she asked politely.

“My night is going pretty well,” he said. “Had some drinks with some friends while catching up, met a gorgeous girl who was dancing tonight,” he smirked at the last bit. “What about you?”

“Oh, I’ve had a pretty fun night.” She responded.

“Yeah? Tell me about it,” he grinned.

“Well first I had a drink, Pineapple Mint Caipirinha. Didn’t enjoy it at first but it started tasting good after a while,” 

“Sounds fancy,”

“It’s nothing too crazy.” She shrugged. “If you want I can get you it,”

“Whew, trying to buy me drinks now, miss?” he laughed. “It’s alright you don’t have to, it’s stuffed in there, so we don’t have to go back in.”

“Yeah, I’m going to have to agree with you.”

He nodded his head before speaking again, “Back to the question, anything else fun that you did tonight?” His eyes looked at hers, noticing how the tension between them grew a little.

“After the drinks I started enjoying the night more, danced around for a bit, enjoying the music,” she paused as she turned to face him, her hands trailing up his arms lightly, “met a handsomely fine man,” she went on.

His breath hitched for a bit, getting caught in his throat, and he leaned into her touch. “Yeah?” he asked, barely above a whisper. “Anything else fun you did?” He set his hands on her hips gently, making sure that she was comfortable.

“Nope. But I’d be down for more dancing tonight if you are,” she smiled.

He smiled back and let them both linger in the peaceful silence between them, hearing the occasional car pass by down the street, and the patrons of the bar walking out into the night. Music gently flowed out of the bar from the open door, a gentle hum of the melody could be heard.

“May I have this dance then?” His voice is soft and his eyes sweet. The small light hanging outside of the bar casted a glow behind him, giving him a halo around his head. He looked beyond angelic, and the way he smiled added more to it.

She nodded her head, smiling again once her eyes met his, and they started swaying softly to the music. He held her tenderly, almost as if he was afraid she’d slip out of his hands if he wasn’t careful.

He drifted his hands up to hers, and spun her around, making her let out a laugh that filled the quiet air with sweetness. It was like a never-ending moment between the both of them, their smiles making each other swell with happiness, the warmth in each others’ grasp radiating into the crisp night air.

“Gosh, you’re so gorgeous right now, so pretty since I’ve met you,” he whispered.

“Can say the same about you Vince, you look angelic.” She brushed a stray curl that fell out of place back, noticing the flustered look in his face as her hands gently touched his cheekbones. 

He leaned in closer to her, his breath fluttering against her lips. “May I kiss you?”

“Yes please.”

And with that, his lips pressed against hers delicately, closing the space between the two of them. It was a soft, gentle kiss that seemed to last a minute, despite only lasting for a few seconds. They both pulled back for a brief moment, their eyes full of adoration, before they kissed each other again.

The glow of the street-lights looked like little stars dancing around the both of them, a fairy-tale moment almost. When they pulled back once again, they started laughing like two teenagers who just fell in love for the first time.

“You’re so, so lovely,” he spoke softly, his thumbs rubbing circles on her hips. His face and neck were flushed with red, and his smile was bright.

“And so are you,” she said as she pressed a small kiss to his rosy cheek.

Her phone started to ring, the display showing her friend’s name on the screen and she picked up. She let her friends know that she was doing okay and that she was just outside getting some fresh air. Her friends had already left the bar a while back, making her realize how late it was.

Her friend hung up and they both stood there outside of the bar, not wanting the night to come to an end. It was quiet now, the city was starting to sleep, and it became evident that she was as well. She yawned, followed by Vince also yawning, making the both of them laugh.

“Hey Vince? I’m really sorry but I have to end the night.” Disappointment laced her voice. “It’s getting late and I’m a bit sleepy, I had a fun night with you though.”

“Oh no worries, I understand. Do you want me to walk you home, or can you make it home safely on your own?” he asked. It was a simple gesture, but it was extremely thoughtful of him.

“I can get home safely Vince, don’t worry.” She smiled.

“That’s good to hear, but can I ask you a question?”

“Go ahead,”

“Can I get your number? I just really enjoyed the night with you and I’d like to do it again sometime,” he asked nervously.

“Sure,” she responded. “I enjoyed the night as well and I was hoping we could spend more time together,”

He smiled again at her words, appreciating every bit of it. They exchanged numbers before he proposed an idea.

“Can you stand there and smile for me?” he asked, holding his phone up. She did as he said, giving him a big smile as he snapped a photo for the contact image. His heart warmed at the sight of her smile

“Your turn, Vince.” She held her phone up, capturing an image of him with a large grin, his eyes caught mid-blink. She laughed as she selected that image for his contact, knowing that she wouldn’t regret it.

They said their good-byes and as she was walking away, he shouted out to her, “Let me know when you get home safely!” making her feel warm at the gesture. 

As she walked away down the street, she felt happy and warm about her night, appreciating how it wasn’t so bad of an idea to go out with her friends. She kept a mental note to herself to thank her friends the next morning for the fun and eventful night.

When she arrived at her home, her shoes discarded to the side, and her bag on a hook near her door, she laid down on her couch and texted Vince about her arrival at her home.

Made it home! 

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Yippie! - Vince

She laughed at his text, finding it hilarious how just one word from him could’ve made her light up with joy like that. After a couple of minutes, she got off of the couch and started making her way to her room, getting ready to go to bed after the long night.

Before she fell asleep, she sent him one more text.

Goodnight, and sweet dreams <3

You too, sweetheart <3 - Vince

[flowery-laser-blasts]

DINE 'N CRIME: EL PRESIDENTE (CONTAINS ALCOHOL)

This recipe is part of the menu of 'Chez Molerat vs Dine 'n Crime’.

Ingredients: - Any lemon soda (ex: Sprite, 7up or Crystal clear). - Hpnotiq or Blue Curaçao - Crushed ice(cubes) - Tajin mild hot sauce (preferred) or honey or corn syrup - Tajin clasico seasoning - Granulated sugar, Lime, Orange and Chili pepper for garnish. Instructions: - On a plate, pour a little bit of the Tajin mild hot sauce (for this photo I used honey because the hot sauce was out of stock). - Take your glass and dip the rim into the sauce, make circular motions so the sauce is evenly distributed on the rim. - On a different plate sprinkle a generous amount of the Tajin clasico seasoning and carefully dip the sauce covered rim of the glass into the seasoning. TIP: Go against waste and dip some fresh fruits (ex: pineapples, melons or mangoes) into the left over Tajin. - Once the entire rim is covered, place the glass into the freezer to chill. While you're waiting for the glass to chill, go and wash the lime, orange and chili pepper. - Slice the lime and dip it into a small bowl of granulated sugar to make it all glittery. - Peel a bit of the orange peel to make a cute ruffle. - Slice bits of chili pepper. You can choose to leave in the seeds or not. - After half an hour to an hour, take the glass out of the freezer. - Add crushed ice or ice cubes. - Pour in the Hpnotiq (or if you don't have that, blue curaçao) into the glass. Depending on how strong you want it add more or less. - Pour in some lemon soda of your choice. For this I used Crystal Clear Lemon Cactus. - Garnish with the fruits and chili pepper.

NOTE: If you use Hpnotiq for this recipe, you don't have to necessarily use lemon soda per se. You can drink Hpnotiq as is with ice. There's also a 'Sparkle Liquor' variant of Hpnotiq. The lemon soda is just there for tingly sparkle mouth feel and to make it less strong and more palatable for those who might not like the taste of Hpnotiq. Aside from that, other blue liquors are also welcome as long as it has some citrus-y taste. For example: I've got Puschkin Ice Mint on my desk but I wouldn't combine that with the tajin and lime... that's like, brushing your teeth and drinking orange juice directly afterwards kinda vibe. Yes it tastes like mouth wash, it feels illegal to drink it, but I love that fresh minty flavor.

"Dr. D... you sure this is a good idea? He'll find out once he sobers up."

[lupinusalbus]

Well, even though he said he wouldn't discuss TWOW, he did mention it sorta:

"And so it's hard...yes, if I never wrote another word... [Martin leans forward and speaks directly into the recorder] I am going to write another word. I'm gonna finish the book. But if I never did, if I choked to death right now on my pineapple juice ice cube, my backlist would continue to sell. I was just over at a couple of bookstores yesterday, and I was signing, you know 500 copies of A Game of Thrones at each. So my backlist would continue to sell and do money, but eventually it'll stop selling. You have to keep producing new stuff." 

[happypedrohours]

Hello everybody!! 😃

You people have spoken... and your bartender is here responding!! 😁

So.. pineapple. 🍍 Such a fascinating fruit with a rich history which holds various symbolic meanings across cultures. It is a symbol of hospitality, good luck, abundance and fertility.

Basically is the happiest of fruit.. always ready to have a good time!😆 Perfect for celebrating the beginning of Summer!!

*Mocktail* - Pineapple Sparkle -

8 parts pineapple juice 🍍 (4 oz.)

1 part sugar syrup (1/2 oz.)

Sparkling water

Lime slice

Combine ingredients, except sparkling water and lime slice, with cracked ice in a cocktail shaker and shake well. Pour into chilled collins glass over ice cubes. Fill with sparkling water and stir gently. Garnish with line slice. Enjoy! 😊

*Cocktail* - Calypso -

4 parts gold rum (2 oz.)

2 parts pineapple juice 🍍 (1 oz.)

1 part fresh lemon juice (1/2 oz.)

Falernum (1 tsp.)

Dash Angostura bitters

Freshly grated nutmeg

Combine all ingredients, except nutmeg, with cracked ice in a cocktail shaker. Shake well and strain into a chilled cocktail glass. Sprinkle with nutmeg. Enjoy! 😊

Here are my receipes for you... hoping they can inspire you. 😊

I'm taking my leave... for now. But I am at your disposal… unless you decide to put pineapple on your pizza. In this case, being Italian, I am legally forced not to provide my services. 😬

Just kidding!! 🤣 Always here not matter your pizza order! All tastes are welcome!! ☺️ Not to mention that the other bartender (Mel) loves pineapples on pizza.. 😌

Ok we love you all, byeeeeeee.... ✨💖✨

Note: please know that it is absolutely not mandatory to drink alcohol to participate in the event. We love the sober people in this family. You do what you are most comfortable of doing. And in general, please drink responsibly!

[ezras--moon]

Hot Knife

named after this Fiona Apple song

Came up with this idea a few days ago, talking about it on Discord with the hoes I decided it needed to happen immediately.

Feeding Javi on his yacht turns into something more delicious than fruit.

18+ Minors do not interact

word count: 2623

Warnings: food play, oral (m receiving), Javi G being a whimpering mess, spoiled boy Javi

 Applying a fresh layer of sunscreen to his glowing skin, curls still wet from the dip in the sea you’d just taken together, wearing only a towel wrapped loosely around his hip - you couldn’t help but ogle Javi.

The sun was relentless this afternoon, but that made the fruit you were eating somehow even more delicious and satiating. Thinking about grabbing the can of whipped cream out of the cooler off to his side, an idea sprouted in your head.

These strawberries were dark red, almost overripe, parts of them even softening already, but the sweet deliciousness was only outperformed by your lover’s presence next to you.

“Baby, hurry up, I wanna feed you” you purred, your sunglasses sliding down your nose just enough for his devastating beauty to nearly blind you, sending a tingle of affection through you.

He put the sunscreen back underneath his lounge chair where the sun wouldn’t heat it up too much, then curled his soft lips into a smile. “You want to feed me?” “Yes.” you emphasized, getting out of your seat and crossing the distance between your bodies. 

Then, impatiently, you straddled his lap, his hands instantly finding your hips and squeezing you with a low hum in his chest.

The scent of the lotion mixed with the salty air of the coast, a warm breeze tickling you as you reached over to pick up a particularly large strawberry with chocolate sauce drizzled on, messily dripping down onto his chest and getting your fingers sticky.

“Open up”, you said, one hand splayed on his sternum as the other brought the sweet red fruit up to his mouth. A low chuckle rumbled in his chest and he complied with your request. Your own mouth agape, eyes locked on his lips and tongue as he let you pop it into his mouth, not without more chocolate sauce getting all over his chin.

You leaned down to lick him clean and he laughed; a beautiful sound, making your heart jump.

As he chewed, you’d already picked up a piece of pineapple to follow up with, and he cocked his head curiously.

“Is feeding me really all you’re looking to do right now, princesa?” he teased.

“Be quiet and let me do this, baby” you shut him up, pushing the juicy yellow fruit against his lips.

His hands began to wander, first up your sides, then coming to rest on your thighs where he pawed and squeezed.

The yacht gently swayed in the waves, just off the coast and out of view from the harbor, and you watched Javi chew. A deep breath of relaxation rose and fell in his chest and he closed his eyes for a moment, enjoying the weight of your body trapping him right there and the tastes of the treats you were feeding him.

“Yeah, that’s right baby, open wide” you cooed when a particularly big piece of watermelon found its way in front of his handsome face. He whimpered at your words, squirming a little underneath you.

As the juice ran down his chin and neck, he reached over to grab a handful of grapes, tilting your chin down with the pad of his thumb and groaning at your lips closing around his fingers and sucking as he fed every single one to you.

You leaned in to tongue and lap away more of the juice on his face and kissed him softly at first, growing hungrier for something other than fruit.

“Hand me the cream” you breathed, nudging his nose with your own, then discarding your sunglasses off to the side. He popped open the cooler next to his lounge chair; the hundreds of ice cubes inside glistened like his wet lips in the sun.

“My love, what are you-” he began, but was cut off by you gently pushing two of your fingers between his lips and onto his tongue, and he sucked on them lightly. “Good boy” you praised, “such a good boy for me, baby.”

He whined, a desperate and needy sound that vibrated through his chest and into your fingers. With some polite pressure on his bottom teeth, you made him open his mouth again and squirted some of the whipped cream onto his pink tongue.

It made you smile, the way he took everything you were giving him so eagerly, just the way you liked it.

Your fingers stayed where they were, encased in his hot mouth as he let the cream melt into a puddle and dribble down onto his clavicle.

“God, you’re beautiful - you’re so hot, Javi” you hissed as you slowly pulled your hand away from his face and steadied yourself on his chest.

Feeling him up, letting your fingertips go on a little adventure all over the expanse of his sun kissed skin, you found the trail of dark hair leading down beneath the towel.

He was blushing at your words, watching you get to work as you lifted your weight off of him and moved down between his knees, untucking the corner of his towel that was holding it in place.

His own hands gripped the armrests of his lounger, white knuckles as you sighed, enamored with the sight of him slowly coming into full view. 

You took your time peeling away the towel to either side of him and your eyes feasted on his soft tummy and his cock already half hard beneath your face.

But you didn’t let him have it all just yet - you were going to leave some marks first.

With a featherlight touch of your fingertips tickling the insides of his thighs you crawled up to nuzzle his neck, feeling his strong arms loop around your shoulders as you pressed open-mouthed kisses and bites to his skin like leaving your personal signature on a work of art.

The chocolate sauce picked up off the little table between the loungers came in handy then as you popped off the cap and painted a generous swirl around his left nipple, the syrupy sweetness quickly laved away by your eager tongue.

Javi hissed when you circled his nipple, closing your lips around it and giving it a soft nudge with the tip of your tongue before coming back up with a wet pop. “Fuck” he breathed between gritted teeth, a shudder rocking through him.

You grinned before kissing his mouth again, this time letting your tongue gently press into his own, the delicious sweetness of the fruit still lingering.

You parted with a string of saliva connecting your lips to his before it broke and dribbled onto his chin where he wiped it away with the back of his palm, darkened eyes watching you go down between his legs.

Javi reached out to brush your hair behind your ears and cup your cheeks in his palm as you settled in a somewhat comfortable position with the whipped cream in one hand and the chocolate sauce in the other, planning to make him moan and beg for your pussy right there.

“I love you” you almost sang with a smile; he smiled back, crows’ feet at the edges and dimple prominent as ever, and the soft skin of his thighs was so warm and inviting.

You used him as your culinary canvas as you had the cream and the sauce turn him into a walking dessert platter. He took the initiative to hand you the tray of fruits and berries, which you accepted with a giggle and put down at his feet within your reach.

Squishing a strawberry and some raspberries into pulp and letting the juice and the cold mush mingle with the mess on his belly, you finally came down propped up on your elbows and lapped at his skin.

Was it healthy to eat away the sunscreen like this?

It didn’t matter to you then, all you could think about was the heavenly sounds he was about to make at your command.

He watched you lick him clean with his mouth agape, burning desire in his eyes and huffing breaths increasingly desperate as you worked your way down to his happy trail.

The hair was sticky with chocolate sauce, the mix of the flavors so good you let him hear a moan first, hoping to encourage him to join in the wordless love song - and he did.

A pained groan in his throat as he carded his fingers through your hair, the deep rumble in his chest spurring you on to wrap your hand around the base of his shaft.

His groan was cut off by a gasp when you flattened your tongue against the underside of his cock, licking up to the ridge just below the thick head where you left a sloppy wet kiss.

Your fist just lightly tightened around his girth and he grew even harder, making it difficult to form a fully closed grip around him.

Leaving kitten licks at the most sensitive parts you let him wait a while longer for your mouth to capture him completely. You wanted to watch him fall apart bit by bit, knew which buttons you could push to get him there.

“Please, my love” he finally breathed, and you smiled at him. “Not yet, big guy” you denied, instead letting the chocolate sauce aid you a little bit in your quest to turn him into your main course of the day.

You spread the sticky liquid all over him with your hand, giving him a few tugs and earning a gorgeous array of breathy grunts and his fingers in your hair curling and tugging at the roots.

His cock looked so filthy like that, glistening in the sun, completely covered in burnt umber sweetness. Finally, you fed him into your mouth agonizingly slowly, torturing him for as long as you could muster before you’d grow impatient yourself.

The heady taste of him, just the tiniest hint of sea water lingering there, along with the chocolate was new and exciting and you hummed at your discovery - this was something you’d have to have again some time.

Making a mental note of it and tucking it away neatly behind your bubbling need to feel him hit the back of your throat, you let him guide your head further down his length until your nose was buried in his dark curls there.

You swallowed around him once, twice, making him buck his hips in reflex with a gasp, before moving back up and sucking away the sauce you’d coated him in.

“So needy” you tutted, stroking him languidly and keeping your eyes fixed on his. There was this intoxicating glint in them, his lashes and thick curls of hair slowly drying in the sun shielding him from the sting of the light burning down.

“Yes, I am so needy” he agreed, stroking your cheek with his thumb and loosening the grip he had on your hair as he smoothed it away from your face.

He was slowly getting to where you wanted him, but it wasn’t quite enough yet. Slowly continuing to pump him with your fist, you leaned in to leave a trail of wet kisses from his balls to his inner thigh, settling there to leave another mark matching the ones peppering his throat.

Javi’s breath became increasingly labored as he watched you suck, lick and bite at the sensitive skin and soon there was a beautiful reddish bruise blossoming under your lips.

Giving it a loving peck before going to throat him once again, you watched him sink down and lean back in his seat, head rolling back with his eyes closed, giving you a wanton cry.

You hummed around him, vibrations through his groin turning him into even more of a mess in your hands. Whipped cream came into play when you squirted a straight line of it right over the juncture of his hip and his thigh, wiggling your tongue as you ate it up - and he was eating it up too, with his eyes feasting on what you were doing to him.

“Baby, please, I need it, please” he begged then, breathless and eager to fill a hole, any hole, and those words finally convinced you to give him what he craved.

“Want me to make you cum in my mouth, sweet boy?” you asked, loving the way he squirmed and leaned into your touch when you made him plead for release.

“Fuck- god, yes, please” he whined, and with one more satisfied smile you went back down on him.

He filled your mouth so tightly, lush and thick and warm just like his skin in the sun, your right hand finding his soft belly and your left loose around the base as you drooled all over him.

You got him nice and wet, coming up for air and to spit on the head, spreading your saliva with your hand generously pumping - he was so hard.

You let your jaw go slack and started to bob your head, twisting and slurping and humming against him as the series of whines and grunts you’d been craving filled your ears.

The noises he made were praise enough for you, but they came paired with soft reassurance in words whispered as the waves splashed against the luxurious boat. The sound of seagulls fighting over fish and crabs in the distance and the wind in your hair were fading into the background.

“Oh- oh, god, yes baby” he babbled, tilting his head and biting down on his lip “keep going, don’t stop, please”

You had no intention to stop now.

You’d teased him enough to get him there quickly and the way he was throbbing on your tongue indicated he would be filling your mouth with his release soon - you couldn’t wait any longer either.

A palm cupping his balls and gently thumbing at the soft skin coaxed a filthy, guttural groan from his chest, his fingers in your hair curling tight again.

With a wet pop, you let him fall from your lips only to huff a command, “cum all over my tongue, beautiful boy”

He was back in your mouth in an instant, sucked down your throat and pulsing as his thighs tensed up and the intricacies of his pebbling skin around his trimmed hair all you could see with how deep he was buried.

Then, he did as you’d told him a second ago and his hot release hit the roof of your mouth and then the back of your throat as you kept bouncing your head on his cock like any of your other holes usually would.

Tight lips closed, you caught all of it, not a drop escaping the suckling vacuum you formed around him. 

His guttural moan punctuated by his hips bucking into your face satisfied you deeply and yet left you wanting more. Your hands were all over him then as you moved off his cock and back into his lap to kiss him with your mouth full of his cum.

You shared his release like it was the whipped cream long forgotten rolling away from the lounge chairs and leaving speckles of white all over the wooden flooring.

He moaned into the kiss as if you were still sucking his fat cock, which was twitching with residual pleasure underneath you. 

Steady on his shoulders, swallowing what was left of him in your mouth and parting with one last sloppy kiss on his pillowy lips, you cradled your head in the crook of his neck, his arms looping tightly around you.

He held you there as he caught his breath and you listened to his heartbeat, smiling to yourself. 

Yeah - you could do this every day for the rest of your life.

[maryhale1]

When I can be in the kitchen I am so happy🥰 with this cold and enchanted brew is just perfect 🥰

Here's a simple "Witches' Brew" punch recipe:

Ingredients:

- 2 cups grape juice

- 1 cup orange juice

- 1 cup pineapple juice

- 1 liter ginger ale

- 1 cup mixed berries (blackberries, raspberries, or blueberries)

- Ice cubes

Instructions:

1. In a large punch bowl, combine grape juice, orange juice, and pineapple juice.

2. Add the mixed berries to the mixture.

3. Just before serving, pour in the ginger ale to add some fizz.

4. Add ice cubes to the punch bowl to keep it cool.

5. Stir gently to mix the ingredients.

6. Serve in individual cups or mugs.

Enjoy your spooky Witches' Brew punch!