#whiskeyflavored

[varchasspirit]

Uncover the perfect harmony between premium whiskey selections and beloved holiday flavors. Delight in the warmth of bourbon, the smoothness of Irish blends, and the complexity of Scotch, expertly paired with gingerbread, cranberry, chocolate, and cinnamon-spiced delights, ensuring an elevated and tasteful holiday celebration.

[forsakenmyths]

"Don't chase the rabbit"

( @whiskeyflavored )

Ryleiah had not been to visit Nim’s grave in many, manyyears.  She still felt strange sometimesfor loving Kian.  Nim had taken her in,cared for her when the world was stacked against Rylie.  The years had led Rylie to find love withKian, but that was a love neither of them had ever imagined.  It was also a bond that did not grow untillong after Nim’s passing.  

Life had sent them every manner of pain and stress along theway, but under it all, they had the love of family surrounding them.  Rylie counted her blessings, finding hope inthe small bits of good that hid within the bad – the lights of the stars in thenight sky.

Calm had fallen back over the pack lands.  The latest twist in their world had been Mae’sreturn.  She had been thought dead for solong, but Seamus had a hand in keeping her from Rory and their family.  That enraged Rylie and Lola, because they hadseen the pain the brothers went through with the loss of Nim and Mae.  It had ripped them apart.  In her heart, Rylie knew Seamus had done so inorder to try to weaken his sons, but it had the opposite effect.  The deaths of Nim and Mae had given thebrothers strength to continue fighting their father – to spare anyone else fromknowing his pain.

Rory and Kian were off in Scotland finalizing someplans.  Rylie did not ask details.  She never had.  Kian would tell her what was needed.  For now, her concern was looking after thosestill on the pack lands.  After checkingin with Brynn, Eire, and Gage, Rylie felt at ease for the night.  Everything looked normal on the securitycameras.  They promised to alert her ifanything about that changed.

It was then that she made her way down to the small gardenwhere Nim’s grave was.  She sat besidethe stone, brushing away the old flowers, making way for the fresh ones she hadpicked during her walk.  “We found Mae…alive.  I keep hoping that Seamus hid you away.  That you are still out there somewhere.  Your children…they are thriving, but theymiss you.”  The fae folded her legs underher body, sighing softly.  “I missyou.  I keep wanting to say I am sorry,that I feel wrong for loving Kian, but I know you would thwap me hard.  You would want he and I to be happy.  We are. He is still a good man, Nim. Despite everything his father has done to darken his heart, Kian hasremained good.”

Her head turned back towards the house, smiling as she sawEire and Brynn running from Gage.  Thosethree were always the most playful of the bunch.  “Life has returned here.  For the longest time, the guys…hid away, butthey don’t.  Not anymore.  I think they might even retire from thebusiness Seamus forced them into.  They’vebeen good.  You would love Arden’s newlittle girl.  Yourgreat-granddaughter.  Avie had a smallfreak out about becoming a grandmother, but her husband got her through that.”  Rylie laughed, “Tristan is good.  Brody…he…he is better.  He isn’t what he was.  Kian is still unsure sometimes, but I seeBrody.  He cares…just doesn’t know how toshow it.”

Rylie sat there quietly for a moment, before her thoughtswere interrupted by Eire.  

“Everything okay?” The younger fae asked.

“Yes.  Just lettingher know how we are all doing.”  Rylieexplained, turning back to look at Eire. “She would have loved you guys. She taught me there was good in the world when I didn’t think it waspossible.”

Eire kneeled then, placing her hands over the flowers.  The blooms grew, wrapping around thestone.  She smiled, looking over atRylie.  “My gift to her.”

“She would love it.” She kissed Eire’s cheek, before standing up.  “Go round up everyone…we’ll make ice creamsundaes for tonight.”

“Milkshake for me?” Eire asked before running to find the others.

Rylie couldn’t help the smile on her face then, walking backinside.  Yes, Nim would have loved this.

[arcadiabuilt]

@whiskeyflavored && Plot

Dante’s always been the type of man that keeps to himself--mostly because he doesn’t want to get anyone else involved in the trainwreck that’s been his young adulthood. The moment he was free of his family’s influence, Dante settled down into the quiet apartment complex, his writing--under a pen name--successful enough to support him finally.

Moving through the hallway, he’d come in from a meeting and drinks with his publisher, a regular occurrence. His heavy steps took him over the soft carpet as he moved towards his unit, a nice two bedroom with a fireplace. The sounds of sobs, however, stop him in his tracks as hazel eyes find his neighbor, who he’s dubbed Mary Sunshine in his head (he’s not taken the time to learn anyone’s name, honestly) from the day he met her. “What’s wrong?” he questions, his heavy frame moving to slump against the wall beside her.

[cryptsforcryptids-blog]

when people are posting pics of their muses on the dash

me and mine:

[corruptedandforsaken]

( @whiskeyflavored - Starter Call from Marcus )

“Red?” Marcus asked when the line was picked up.  “How are you today?”  They had met while she had been traveling, and they had promised to keep in contact after she had headed back home.  

With the phone still at his ear, he settled down on the couch, kicking his feet up on the coffee table.  “Kids driving you insane?”  He asked, chuckling.

[rcveries]

        – Getting rid of blood stains was a p a i n, and every time Adam groaned while he did his laundry finding little splatters of crimson on his clothes. Sage tended to use his credit cards to buy things, why couldn’t he buy and stain his own clothes? The reporter couldn’t afford a dry cleaner, they’d ask questions. So there he was, taking care of his belongings the way he had been for a while now, completely focused until he heard sobbing.      It was HER, the happy one, the bright smile, the one he thought sadness or anger didn’t apply to… Apparently he was wrong and now he was swaying back and forth wondering if he should ask. 

     ❛ Are you okay? ❜   

He did.

@whiskeyflavored based on ►

[max--phillips]

I'll be glad to officiate a tumblr wedding for you and whiskeyflavor.

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Thank u kiwi FOREST (OMG IM SO SORRY) I appreciate it fjdbfjfjdbsjfjdbfjdjsj

[brooklynislandgirl]

Romance Meme

name : Elikapeka Ailine/ Elizabeth Irene Riley {{Morrians}}

nickname : Beth

gender : cis-female and guilty about it

romantic orientation : As far as she knows...in theory...she’s hetero-romantic.

sexual orientation : Demisexual, hedging towards Ace. {or as people have said to her ‘oblivious’}

preferred pet names : If Beth knows you long enough, you will receive a unique pet name in her native Hawai’ian tongue. She might tell you what it is, and she will use it almost exclusively.

relationship status : Main verse: Very Much Married. {{single outside of main verse.}}  

opinion on true love : Beth absolutely believes in true love. But she also absolutely believes in aliens, unicorns, dragons, and pirates with hooks for hands, so maybe take it with a grain of salt.

opinion on love at first sight : The concept is completely foreign to Beth, and she has no empirical evidence that it can actually exist.

how ‘romantic’ are they :  Beth lives a simple, dreamy, and romantic existence all of her own and when she trips through someone else’s life even if just briefly, she tries to bring that softness and gentility with her. Beth also has a shallow concept of what’s ‘too close/too personal’ in regards to physical proximity.

ideal physical traits :  As she doesn’t experience primary sexual attraction as most people do, she doesn’t realise she has ideal physical traits but she finds tall, dark haired and long hands to be aesthetically pleasing.

ideal personality traits : Beth gravitates toward salty, snarky and razor sharp intellects. Sense of humour and wealth of patience is essential.

unattractive physical traits : Too much perfume/cologne. Too polished an appearance, too perfect teeth, soft hands.

unattractive personality traits : Cruelty for the sake of it, dishonesty, a lack of charity toward other people, disregard for the environment, the inability to understand no means no.

ideal date : Picnic on the beach before or after surfing/swimming, quiet conversation. A shared desert, a bottle of wine over candle light. A long walk somewhere green.

do they have a type : In a word, yes; tall, dark, and at least a little murderous, not that she realises that.

average relationship length: When she says ‘forever’, she means it. But that’s what you get when your immortal in love with a Life-witch.

commitment level: Beth doesn’t do casual.

opinion of public affection: It honestly depends on the other person, she has a child like sense of innocence and wonder and doesn’t believe that anything is truly harmful or that appearances need to be maintained. 

past relationships : ...

favorite canon ship :  The Queen Anne’s Revenge

favorite non-canon ship : The Flying Dutchman

tagged by : the ever lovely and talented @lokitheliesmith, ty dear

tagging : @multi-mused, @whosxafraid, @riggsanity, @tabbyrp, @cajuncur, @therealgamble, @corinnebaileyrp, @nolegacies, @untamed-good-ole-boy, {zeph}, @morgansmornings, @ronmanmob, @whiskeyflavored {as you please}, @freedompersonified, @thedarcydichotomy, @just-a-man-with-a-badge,     anyone who wants to and will tag me back. 

[queenwinry]

Happy Fanfiction Author Appreciation Day

So in honor of this GLORIOUS holiday, I’ve decided to rec some of my all time ALL TIME favorite fanfics, both for the bleach fandom and the fma fandom. All of these fics (both full-length and not) have impacted me as a writer and greatly improved my fandom experience and tbh what would we do without fanfiction? Check out my fma post here!

BLEACH (Ichiruki):

Demons of the Sun and Moon by @gunnerpalace 

Honestly this fic still blows me away. Dux’s attention to detail is incredible, it really makes you feel like you’re actually there. I looked up all the places and events he mentioned in the story and most (if not all) are real and it really helped pull the story together! Plus, Dux’s writing is absolutely fabulous as always

Saying I Will by DameM

God, this fic is an absolute beauty. It’s just so fun and fluffy and sweet and in-character as hell and I love it. It’s been awhile since I read it all the through and I’m definitely due for a reread because I just love it so much! 

Deathsong by  LoquaciousQuark 

Even though it’s only 12 chapters, this fic was STELLAR and so perfectly well-rounded and in character. It’s canon divergent after 423 but sooooo worth the read. The author has the bleach characterizations down to a science. 

Odalisque by Tituba3

Yes, I’m that hoe that unabashedly loves one of the ichiruki fandom’s most popular fics but I DON’T CARE. This was probably my first ichiruki full-length when I joined the fandom almost ten years ago and it still today remains one of my all time favorites. It’s not for everyone, so tread lightly but it holds a special place in my heart. 

Trying Not to Love You by Lady Of Cythera

GOD this fic absolutely kills me. It’s got a fair share of angsty drama but it pulled me in immediately. The sexual tension is off the charts and the story too good to put it down. It’s still going, but the author makes regular updates which i appreciate. 

The Shining Dark by WhiskeyFlavored

You know, as someone who’s not super into sci-fi, I wasn’t expecting to fall in love with an ichiruki space au but BOY DID I. Seriously this fic is fantastic. The world-building is on a completely other level and the drama, angst, and smutty times are delightful. Even if you don’t think you’d like a space au, you’d probably still like this space au. 

Hairpins and Old Lace by @sequencefairy

It was crazy difficult trying to nail down one of Jess’s fics to rec since they’re ALL perfect, but I’d say my all time favorite of hers (and probably all time fave ichiruki oneshot period) is this one. It’s just so pure and simple and lovely and the words are magical and it honestly writes all the wrongs bleach has ever done and I LOVE IT

God, I probably have more but these are the main ones that are coming to mind right now. I might add more but I just want to thank the authors of all these stories and every other fanfic author out there that pours their heart and soul into their work. You are appreciated!!

[forsakenmyths]

( @whiskeyflavored )

“I don’t know what I think about the latest fashion week.”  Caith gave a shrug and a laugh.  The woman rambling about the differences between Dior and McQueen was already five martinis into her night.  Caith was close to cutting her off when she, thankfully, asked for her tab.

He turned to the man that sat down in front of him at the bar after handing the woman her credit card slip back.  “What can I get you?”

[arcadiabuilt]

@whiskeyflavored && SC 

Something in the air settles wrong with the young man, a lone wolf by every means. It’s not the snow that dots the air, nor is it the children’s laughter he can hear in the distance, but it’s a set of eyes on him. “Please, if you’re going to look, at least make yourself known,” he spoke softly.

[cryptsforcryptids-blog]

whiskeyflavored *makes more work for myself when I should be doing...

this is one of the moms speaking—-get to work-do your drafts-focus focus! JK! Do whatever makes you happy-even if it is more work LOL

will you write me a note that excuses my absence from drafts basically everywhere LMAO

[corruptedandforsaken]

✲ for a random one of the above. (Aidan and Tes?)

✿ for a playful turned possessive kiss 

( @whiskeyflavored )

There was something still so new about being able to see again. Tesni had lost her sight before the invention of the lightbulb, so themodern world was full of wonders that she had only seen in the depths of hermind, imagining just what they might look like. It was a road full of ups and downs while her eyes recovered – some days,her almost wishing for the darkness once more.

Aidan had been by her side the entire time – doing everythinghe could to help ease her healing, her learning.  Tes knew that she would be forever gratefulfor Aidan.  He had come into her life ata low point, and he had been able to handle her fire, literally andfiguratively.  Never did he stray fromher side, from supporting her, and that had been the foundation of therelationship they now shared, the love.

The pair had been working on getting Tesni back intofighting shape.  With the danger Averyand Seamus posed looming on the horizon still, they had to be prepared foranything.  Tes was still assumed to beblind by anyone outside of their small circle, so it was the perfect deception,should she get taken.

She was standing in the middle of the room, blindfolded.  Aidan was moving around, doingeverything he could to disorient her senses – making sounds, knocking thingsover.  It was a few minutes of waiting,wondering, before he would make his move, snatching her.  The goal of the exercise – escape or pinAidan down.  Basically – don’t even getcaught.

More than once that day, Aidan had gotten the upper hand onher, pinning her to the mat.  He had theage and the strength on her – which is one reason Tes had begged him to neverhold back.  She had five centuries tomake up for – she had to get back into shape to fight.  It was in her blood, something that made herwho she had been.  Like Aidan, Tes was awarrior, or she had been before her sight had been taken for her.

Aidan had her pinned again, and she growled in frustration,sniffling.  The wolf’s entire demeanorchanged, muscles loosening, and he quickly pulled the blindfold off.  “Hey – it’s – “  His words were caught off by Tes grabbinghold of him, wrapping her legs tightly around his waist, using all her strengthto flip their bodies.

She pinned him, grinning. Her hands were gripping his wrists tightly, holding them above hishead.  “Never underestimate me, O’Connell.”  Tes kissed him then, playfully nipping at hislips.  

Aidan was smirking into that kiss, returning theembrace.  His hands slipped into herhair, and soon, the air around that embrace changed.  “Impressive.” There was pride in his voice – a pride that Tes could hear.

“I have a pretty good teacher.”  She teased, tugging on his lip.  Her eyes lit up when he growled, which madeher body shudder. Her body stretched out over his, and the next kiss was farfrom playful.  “I’m glad I have you,” shewhispered, lips sealing with his once more.

Their bodies were rolled, Tes pinned again, but with adifferent purpose.  “Mine,” Aidangrowled, lips at her neck, hands tugging at her clothes, and Tes pulled atAidan’s clothes, sighing when their lips met in a searing embrace afterwards.

[rcveries]

out. So... change of plans, I’ll be going out with fam for my ducky’s bday (sis >w<) I’m proud of my ducky, I’ll gush about my ducky any time XD we’ll be back late cuz then we have other things to do but I’ll get to stuff soon :)      In my drafts: @originallywritten , @poppysthename & @classiqve x2   I have a feeling I lost threads so I’ll look for those tonight. and I owe a starter I’m sure, I’ll look into that too. And one for @whiskeyflavored & @daughteroffrost 

[corruptedandforsaken]

✲ for a random one of the above. (Random couple)

Earlier that day, it had struck her that it had been nearlya year since the chaos began with Seamus and Avery – nearly a year since herand Oisin had made the decision to stay in Ireland.  Time had seemed to fly by, even though shehad felt the long pain of it’s passing at times.  Especially in those first weeks after she hadbeen back home after everything that had happened while she had been heldcaptive.

Living near the pack had given her a chance to finally havea real family.  Yes, she had been part ofthe family, in a sense, for just over a decade, but it was something to be astone’s throw from them now.  Lei wouldn’tchange anything about that part of the past year – about learning the love thatcame with a pack, a family.

It was that thought that still brought tears to hereyes.  Tears that seemed to come easierin the past weeks.  Lei had a feeling asto the reason, but she had waited until she was certain, even having Maisiehelp her to verify it.  A secret Leiasked the fae to keep for the time being, because she had a plan on just how totell Oisin.

Lei headed back home, sitting on the stool at her easel.  She had a brush stuck in her hair, holding amessy bun together, while she contemplated the next color to add to the canvas.  Before she could get more than a half hour ofpainting under her belt, Oisin walked through the door.  Lei stayed where she was, hearing her husband’sfootsteps nearing her.

“Hello, Little Wolf.” Oisin’s voice was muffled as he kissedher shoulder.

Lei sat her palette down, turning on the stool so that shewas facing her love.  “Hello.”  Her fingers took hold of the front of hisshirt, pulling him into a playful, yet loving kiss.  While they were locked in that embrace, Leitook his other hand, placing it on her stomach as she pulled back to look inhis eyes.  “Littlest wolf,” shewhispered, voice breaking as happy tears were in her eyes.  The two of them had not been trying – not inthe sense of planning dates out.  Theyhad left a lot up to fate when it came to starting their family.

“Really?”

“Yes, Maisie tested…checked. We’re going to have a baby.”  Leihurriedly spoke, sniffling as Oisin kissed her.

She fell into that embrace, growling lowly when he pickedher up.  Lei’s legs wrapped around Oisin’swaist, holding herself up, shuddering when she felt his hands slip under herbackside.  “I love you, and thank you….foreverything.”  Lei’s forehead rested flushwith his, eyes holding his gaze.

“Always, Little wolf. Always.”

( @whiskeyflavored )

[corruptedandforsaken]

"Stay with me tonight." (Daire to Emmie)

Send “Stay with me tonight.” for my muse to spend a night with yours.

( @whiskeyflavored )

With her past, Emmie had always kept herself guarded, drawn a line in the sand between her and anyone that dared to get close.  Daire had been the one person that had seemed nearly immune to her defenses, but that was because he knew the truth about her.  Well, someof it.  He knew that she was a wolf, because he was the same.  It was something that the both of them shared, and for the first time in her life, she felt as if she knew one wolf that was similar to her -- one that was not corrupted.

The two of them had worked together for years now, but the topic of their pasts always stayed in the background -- untouched.  She had gone over to his place for dinner and a movie -- both of them reveling in the fact that they had the weekend off.

Emmie had gathered her bag to leave after the movie had finished, but Daire’s words made her stop dead in her tracks, turning to look at him.  She knew he would hear the way in which her heart skipped a beat while her mind searched for the words to answer him.  Emmie didn’t want to go back to her empty apartment.  She had run for so long.  Daire had made her life complete.  

“If I stay, I don’t know if I will ever leave.”  The words came out in a hurried gasp -- as if she had been holding them in for years.  In some ways, she had been.