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berryzxx · 2 months

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Better than cupcakes

Azriel x reader

Summary: Azriel is your mate and you don't know it. Your also a baker which makes things more complicated. Not to mention Eris liking you as well. Will you realise Azriel likes you just as much as you do him?

I also really want cupcakes rn. Ignore any mistakes or feel free to tell me. ily all. MWUAH💕 i just want azriel. why can't he be real

I piped another cupcake, the dark purple icing coming out perfectly. I put it to the side and before I could start on another one Cassian walked in a big smile on his face. I didn't hear the bell because of how concentrated I was on trying to get these almost perfect, otherwise I would have locked the door before he could have come in. "It smells delicious in here. Any failed testers you want me to finish?"

He came up to the counter and sat down on a stool eyeing up my creations "I was wondering when the garbage disposal would arrive" I muttered before pointing to a tray to the side where a few uneven and ugly looking cupcakes sat. He merely grinned back and reached for one, taking a bite.

"Just as good as I expected" He said rolling his eyes dramatically. I smiled and nodded my head "I know...but you say that to everything. I need someone proper to test them"

Cassian frowned, tucking in his wings and reached for another cupcake to demolish "You should take my opinions seriously you know. I'm actually a professional chef at home"

I raised an eyebrow "Making tea for Nesta once in a while doesn't count" His smile dropped and he went into some sort of deep thinking.

"Azriel's waiting outside. Should I get him to try some?"

I nodded "Why's he waiting outside? Tell him to come in" Cassian nodded his head, taking another cupcake on his way out. I iced a few more before he came grumbling back.

"He won't come in. Says he needs to leave and doesn't have time for cupcakes"

I frowned "He'll have time for cupcakes if i tell him to! Where is he?" I put down the icing bag and grabbed a cupcake. Cassian pointed to the door "Just outside the door"

Before I left I narrowed my eyes "Don't think I haven't counted how many there are"

He gave me a mischievous grin before I walked out the café and found Azriel securing his daggers in place. A sign he was about to set off into the sky.

"Azriel!" I shouted, quickly walking and slightly skipping over to him. He turned around his hand covering his eyes so he could block the sun, shading his eyes.

"Yes?"

I lifted up my cupcake and smiled "I made cupcakes and I need someone to try them"

He raised an eyebrow "Wasn't Cassian in there just a few moments ago?"

I sighed "Yes but he's Cassian. He eats anything. I need someone who'll give me proper feedback"

Azriel thought about it, his eyes raking over my hopeful expression. "Fine" He muttered, taking the cupcake. He nodded toward something behind me "What's that?" I turned around and found nothing of interest.

"What's what?" I asked turning back round. He shook his head "Nothing" He muttered, chewing slowly before swallowing.

"How was it? Too sweet? I think you had too much icing in that bite, maybe try some more?" I asked, waiting for him to say something. Anything.

"It's....interesting" He finally said. My smile dropped "Really? Was it that bad? What should I change? I knew it was too sweet. Or was it something else?"

Azriel shook his head slowly "It was one of the worst things I've had in a while"

My slight despair turned into shock.

My mouth dropped open "WHAT? Are you being serious right now? You don't even know the basics for cooking don't come to me with the bullshit of it being the worst thing you've ever had, honestly-"

His hand covered my mouth before I could carry on anymore. The warm press of his hand on my lips making me stop immediately. His lips were turned up into a small smile "You wanted the feedback y/n. Can't take it anymore?"

I crossed my arms and waited for him to let me speak. He didn't, merely moving closer to me and looking down at me with those warm hazel eyes. I opened my mouth and bit into his hand so he'd move away which surprisingly he did. I smiled with triumph until I remembered what he had previously said.

I narrowed my eyes "You aren't trying any more of my treats again"

"Whatever will I do?" He replied sarcastically, a small smirk on his gorgeous face. I clenched my teeth together, lost for words and wanting to wipe the smirk off his face.

"Go away" I finally mustered. I cringed internally, that was the worst thing I could have thought of. He looked at me instead of replying, his hazel eyes glowing amber in the sun light.

"Do you really think I was being serious?" He finally said, moving closer to me so there was only an inch's space between us. I crossed my arms waiting for another sarcastic comment or for him to joke but he didn't.

"Yes?" I replied, unsure of the answer myself.

He let out a sigh and shook his head "Really, y/n. Your cooking is just as gorgeous as you. The cupcake was delicious"

I wish I had a more sensible response but when was I ever known for my maturity?

"Really?" I was grinning and trying to ignore the part where had called me gorgeous otherwise I would be in deep shit.

He nodded his head, a small smile on his face too. Gods he was so pretty. And his lips...I shook my thoughts away and gave him a quick hug. He smelt like wind and smoke and deliciousness. And honestly? I wanted to keep hugging him forever. But that wasn't possible.

I stepped out his embrace "Thanks for the feedback Az. I should get going"

Azriel nodded his head "...you should" He looked at me with such an intense gaze that I just wanted to melt into the ground, not to mention the sun beating down on us making me even hotter. He finally turned away and winnowed into the darkness so I could no longer see him. If I hadn't been such a dumbass and blindly in love I would have known he hadn't tried the cupcake at all.

I placed the last tray on the table and looked at my creations.

"They look absolutely divine" Feyre said coming over to look at the cupcakes. I had iced them with dark purple icing and sprinkled small stars on top. I felt like they matched the star fall theme perfectly.

"Thank you. I probably would have more if Cassian didn't keep eating them" I said, looking over at him. He was holding out his hand and convincing Nesta to dance with him. I assumed she wanted to save her feet because we all knew when Cassian was even the slightest bit drunk he was a hazard to be next to.

"Y/n? I think someone wants your attention" Rhys said making his way over to me and Feyre. I raised an eyebrow, wondering what he was talking about. He dipped his chin, gesturing behind me and I saw Eris, a glass of wine in his hand and talking to Lucien.

"So he decided to show up?" I asked. He had been invited for the past few years or so after having built stronger ties with the night court and his younger brother but I had never seen him actually accept.

"He decided to show up so he could see you" Feyre replied, giving me a small wink. I let out a sigh. I hoped she was joking. I liked Eris. I really did. But as a friend. Someone I could laugh with and spend time with. I was hoping Feyre was wrong but whenever she played love match, she was always right.

I made my way over to Eris who raised his glass "Finally made your way over here?" He asked.

I shrugged "Your bright red hair is hard to find in a crowd like this" I teased. His smile grew slightly "Your looking radiant today. The dress suits you"

I accepted the compliment "Thank you. You don't look too bad yourself"

He rolled his eyes "I never look bad. That's not a word in my dictionary"

I let out a laugh at his dramatics. "We should plan to meet up sometime. We're friends after all" It pained me to add the last sentence but I had to. I wasn't going to let him think there was something between us when there wasn't. It wouldn't be fair. His warm amber eyes turned slightly cooler.

"We should. Your a good friend y/n" His smile was still there but it seemed slightly put on. A slight façade.

Before I could reply however a shadow brushed at my shoulder making me pause and shiver at it's sudden coldness. I turned around my eyes seeking out Az but I couldn't find him. Really these shadows had a mind of their own. Another one had joined at this point and they were gently circling my wrist and pulling me toward the house.

"I have to go but I'll be back. Don't have too much fun without me" I called to Eris. He shook his head and gave me a small smile "I would never".

I followed the shadows until we reached the balcony. Azriel was stood looking out into the gardens and at everyone partying the night away. His wings were tucked in and I didn't notice as the shadows left me to join him.

I cleared my throat to announce my presence but he didn't turn around.

"Why aren't you down there?" He asked. I moved toward him and stood near the railing.

"Your shadows brought me here. Plus I'm tired anyway" I replied. I wasn't that tired but I wasn't going to miss the chance to talk to Azriel. Not to mention the view was always best from here.

"They like to meddle" He muttered back. At this his shadows disappeared completely as if annoyed with him. I bit back a smile and continued looking at the night sky and everyone under it, sneaking glances toward Azriel.

"Did you try the lemonade?" I asked, breaking the silence between us. He nodded his head "It was nice. Helped stop the wine making it's way into my system too quickly"

I nodded "I was going to get some more...do you want a glass?". Azriel turned to me and tilted his head slightly, his arms resting on the balcony railing.

"If you wouldn't mind"

I made my back downstairs and grabbed two glasses of lemonade which were fizzing slightly, trying not to knock into Mor as she danced like....well like a lunatic.

"Here" I passed Azriel the glass and he thanked me. Instead of turning back to the view he looked at me instead. His stare made me slightly nervous which is why a small laugh escaped me "What?" He put the lemonade to the side.

"You look so goddamn beautiful tonight" His words were quiet but I still heard them. A warm blush made it's way onto my cheeks.

"Thank you" I replied looking anywhere but at him. He moved closer to me, his silent movements slowly backing me up against a wall with no escape. I held my breath as his thumb gently moved over my lips.

"I want to rip this dress of you. I want to do a lot of things. Do you know what they all have in common?" His eyes had darkened, as his hand moved to my throat, loosely holding me in place.

I shook my head slowly, all capability of speaking having left my mind after he had me against a wall, a hand gripped around my throat.

"All those things include you" He whispered. I felt a shiver run down my spine at his voice so close to me, his fingers moving over my pulse.

"So what's stopping you?" I finally asked, hoping for my sake this wasn't just a joke and he genuinely wanted me. His lips turned up into a small smile "Nothing"

He leaned in and captured my lips in a sweet kiss, making me melt into him completely. His hands moved to my waist as he pinned me against the wall, his chest against mine. Gods he tasted divine. Better than any cupcake.

We broke apart, my breathing heavy after being in heaven for the past minute. I looked at Azriel and when I did a small tug, a small piece of happiness filled me. As if the fae I were looking at now was the reason I felt complete. My eyes widened in realisation "Your my...mate" I whispered.

Azriel's eyes closed and he took a deep breath "I know, love" I stood frozen for a second. He did? How long did he know? I shook my thoughts away. Did it matter? I had found out now and I wanted him whether he was or wasn't.

I leaned in to kiss him once more to show him exactly how much I wanted him, his hand resting on my hips. I never wanted to leave his arms again.

note: Im sorry about Eris yall. I really do love him but his feelings had to be sacrificed 😭

tags: @willowpains @littlestw01f @thelov3lybookworm @riddlesb1tch @thehighladywrites @dont-f1ck-it-you-m1ppet @clairebear08 @artists-ally

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tideswept · 7 days

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mutually assured destruction [E] → [oneshot]

alternate universe - modern, older man/younger man, unhealthy relationships, daddy kink, first time, power imbalance and more

No, he didn’t have trysts with men. He didn’t have trysts with anyone—neither he nor Satine could risk public claims of infidelity without putting her current campaign at risk—but sex workers were, above all, discreet. And the way Anakin looked at him, as though he was the only man in the whole universe, made him feel alive and desired for the first time in many, many years. If he said no, Anakin would move on to someone else. Obi-Wan would begrudgingly return home to his lackluster routine with one shot of whiskey too many burning in his gut and only his hand to keep him company. Or. Obi-Wan weighed the risks versus the potential rewards. He’d always been very good at choosing the right thing to do. The safe thing. But tonight? Obi-Wan felt a little… reckless.

co-written with @dark--whisperings!

#berryfic #obikin #star wars #fanfiction

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pumpk1nheadguy · 9 months

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giving all my irl friends nicknames, so far we got oran and strawberry

#text #you cannot escap the berryfication

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yoyosandoreos · 1 year

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Berryfication

1000000000000000000000000000000000000

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flora-bigs · 5 months

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The goddess of gardens and farming! Berryfication is her punishment for those who don't respect her...

hhfghgghghhhhnn. ya......

#sister to vininara????

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dogboyjulius · 3 years

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knotts berryf arm

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melvinborg · 5 years

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*Shows 2 blueberry muffins* one of these has a berryfication serum spiked in it, and the other... a pinch of cinnamon. Choose wisely.

Noooooo I’ll just go buy my own muffins if thats the case

#melvinborg

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inventedbymelvin · 5 years

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*gives 2 blueberry muffins* 1 of these has berryfication serum in it, while the other is safe. If you choose the one with the serum, well... did you watch Charlie and the Chocolate Factory?

“I’ll simply just....throw both of these away then....”

#passing notes #secretary paul #nope not doing blueberry stuff #Anonymous

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eesas-nursery-farm-blog · 7 years

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🍋First Lemon First Harvest! 🍋. . . #eesasnurseryfarm #lemon #Lemons #onion #onions #springonion #springonions #strawberry #strawberries #strawberryfence #berryfence #verticalfarming #jam #Lemons#lemon #meyer #meyerlemon #blueberry #blueberries #berries #farm #bush #urban #agriculture #garden #gardening (at Preston, Lancashire)

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berryzxx · 4 months

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can i request an Azriel x reader where Elain and Azriel get too close and reader get's jelous so sits on the opposite end of the table and he has to apologise and everything. Thankss

(u dont have to do it )

It's always going to be you

(I've changed abit of it but there's still "apologising and everything") also if u see any mistakes NO YOU DIDN'T. :) xx

Summary: You and Azriel spend less time with each other and soon it seems he spends more time with Elain- apologising and fluff

Azriel x reader

I watched, holding my breath as Elain let out a small laugh at something Azriel said, her hand coming up to rest on his arm. Did she need to do that? No, she probably didn't. But I let it go because she was getting better now. Her smiles were more frequent and if she found my mate funny then fine. I wouldn't be jealous about it.

Another week later and Elain and Azriel were walking the streets of Velaris. I had paused in my tracks to watch them, their heads bent together talking about something important it seemed. It felt like I hadn't gone shopping with Az in so long let alone have a nice conversation that lasted longer than a minute. They seemed comfortable together. Fine. As long as they were both happy there was no reason for me to jump to conclusions.

It was game night and Elain and Azriel had paired up. Yes, they were playing chess against each other but they chose each other and left me on the side lines, merely part of the audience. I wasn't even give a second glance. "Y/n? Aren't you going to play?" Cassian asked from where he was sat on the sofa, one arm around Nesta the other holding a glass of wine.

I shook my head "I'm tired. Maybe next time" I turned to look back at Azriel because like usual I was drawn to him. It seemed he was unaffected by our bond now because he hadn't even looked at me once throughout the entire day. The longer I stared the harder it was to fight back tears. I stood up and mumbled an excuse to leave, Nesta being the only one who listened to my made up excuse. I walked out the house and rubbed my hands together, my feet taking me to the bench I had sat on so many times. Luckily I was smart enough to grab hold of a thick shawl before leaving. The Sidra was as beautiful as always, lights glowing around the area, Fae spilling out of different bars across the street.

I pulled the shawl closer to me and tried to enjoy the sight in front of me rather than my mind going back to things I didn't want to think about.

Where are you?

Y/n? Are you okay? Where are you? Tell me where you are.

Sweetheart please. Are you allright?

Azriel's voice, panicked and full of fear in my mind. The spiteful thing to do would be to ignore him and build a barrier between the both of us but because I was never able to see or hear Azriel worry for so long I replied with

I'm fine

I went home for the night, enjoy yourself

I blocked him out. I didn't want to think about anything right now. I wasn't in the mood to talk to him.

Of course if someone asked if I still loved him I would have replied with a "yes" in a heartbeat. Maybe we just needed space. Or maybe I was being dramatic. It's not as if I had walked in on them kissing or something.

"Fancy seeing you here, y/n" Someone said. I had to blink away my sleepiness and try and find the source of the voice. It was Keller. A friend who I usually had lunch with when I was in town or needed someone to help me translate a piece of text.

I gave him a warm smile, his blonde almost silver hair shining in the street lamps.

"Is there a seat free?" He gestured next to me at the empty bench but before I could answer a loud thud was heard behind me and without having to turn around I could tell who it was. He must have hidden his scent because otherwise I would have known he was coming this way earlier.

"Apologies, but the seats taken. You should get going now" Azriel's voice was tight and full of anger, one wrong answer from Keller would result in things that were too gruesome too think of.

Still, he hesitated, looking between me and Azriel who was behind me and probably sending daggers at him.

"I'll see you tomorrow. Have a nice night" I gave him an awkward smile, trying to reassure him.

"Right. Enjoy your time." And with a nod "Shadowsinger" He walked away soon disappearing behind a corner. I didn't bother turning around and instead waited for Azriel to show himself. His footsteps were light as his form came into view, blocking the scene of the Sidra. He stood there for a good minute or so evaluating every inch of me with his piercing eyes. His shadows moved away from him, coming to brush against me as if they were checking if I was ok as well.

"Are you all right? Your not hurt are you?" His voice was soft, a great contrast to the tone he was using with Keller a second ago.

I sighed "Physically, yes"

He took this as a chance to sit down next to me, making sure there was a small distance between us. As if he wasn't sure what I wanted. I wasn't sure either. I wanted space but I also wanted him to wrap his arms around me and tell me everything would be alright.

"I didn't know what happened to you. I thought you had been taken. I thought I wouldn't see you again" Azriel's voice was quiet and almost broken in a way. I turned to look at him, to see if he was the same Azriel as a few weeks ago.

"What's happened to us?" I asked. I didn't know either but there was one thing I knew and that was something had changed.

As soon as the words escaped me, Azriel froze. His breathing coming to a stop and his eyes focused completely on me and my breathing. For the first time in my life I heard him stumble over his words "what...what do you mean?" He asked, his voice so quiet and full of worry. His shadows paused their constant movement around me and froze as well, their touch now cold.

I wrapped my arms around me, the shawl suddenly not doing much to block the cold out properly "Don't you feel as if we've grown apart? Like...maybe we aren't as close as we used to be?"

I couldn't look at him while saying that. Instead I let my head fall back so I could look at the comforting sight of the stars. Something that was always there. I felt a slight shift to my right where Azriel moved closer to me, his wings coming to wrap around me.

I looked at him, opening my mouth to thank him for the warmth but before I could say anything his shaky voice interrupted me "I love you. I will always love you. I am so sorry you felt as if I wasn't giving you enough time. I know you deserve more than I could ever-"

I put my hand up to stop him "It's not about that. It's about you always being with Elain. Tell me, Azriel. How long has it been since we've been shopping together? How long has it been since you've come home when I'm not asleep because it's the middle of the night? How long will this go on? This back and forth of me waiting for you while you go off with Elain doing who knows what"

I felt his heart beat increase with every word I said and as I let it all out I felt full of guilt. I was being irrational and dramatic. And Azriel didn't deserve it. We had been through so much and I was complaining about him not spending time with me

"sorry. I didn't mean that. I just...got carried away" I looked away from him. He looked heartbroken and I had done that to him.

A silent minute passed before Azriel broke it by picking me up and winnowing us to his room

"what? what are you doing?" I asked, disoriented from the winnowing. I sat on his bed, trying to get used to the soft lighting in his room.

He sat next to me and held my hands in his, warmth seeping through me "I could never cheat on you, sweetheart. I'd rather shred my wings than hurt you. You understand that...don't you? There is nothing between me and Elain and there never will be. I'm sorry you felt that way" He pressed a kiss to my hand, his eyes golden in the light. The way he looked at me made me think, how could I have doubted him?

"I know you aren't cheating. Of course I know that but why does it feel like you spend more time with her than me?" I ask quietly, afraid of the answer. Maybe it's because I've become boring now after all these years.

"My love, your the one who told me to help her. You told me spend time with her because she seemed to like my company. I did it for you, sweetheart. Don't you think I'd rather spend my time with my beautiful mate?"

His hand moved up to cup my cheek, brushing away a tear that had escaped. "It's always going to be you."

I leaned into his comforting warmth and let my doubts and fears wash away. "I'm sorry for doubting you, Az"

"you had every right to" He mumbled back, his arms now encircling me completely. I felt safe and wanted in his arms, like nothing could ever go wrong.

(KEEP IN MIND I LOVE ELAIN EVERYONE. my personal opinion is she should end up with lucien)- as usual not proof read

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tideswept · 5 months

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NEW OBIKIN AU IDEA (feel free to take it and run) Anakin starts having visions of OWK-era Obi-Wan/Ben as soon as he becomes Obi-Wan's padawan. At first he doesn't think much of the dreams, just follows around this strange sad old man around what is obviously Tatooine. (The dreams don't have sound, not that the old man ever speaks.)

(He tells Obi-Wan about this, but Obi-Wan effectively just shrugs. He's a new parent, as long as it's not nightmares that send Anakin crying into his room, it's fine? Probably?)

But as Anakin grows older, one day he's not just a ghost wandering around as Kenobi does stuff; Ben notices him.

And does not react well, with puzzles Anakin. He seems to want to almost hurt Anakin, but also weeps at his feet. (What's really happening is Ben just having a breakdown of being angry at himself for hallucinating kid!Anakin.)

The older Anakin gets, the more real the dreams become. He starts being able to speak to Ben, even though he can't hear any replies. Ben, meanwhile, is convinced that he's gone mad, but he's willing to embrace this madness.

Then comes the day when Anakin dreams and hears Ben's voice for the first time and realizes, this is master. Somehow?

Anakin ends up falling in love with Obi-Wan twice; the present him, and the future him. But unlike AOTC Obi-Wan, Ben will do anything that Anakin wants. Anything. Including coaching him in how to avoid the Bad End of the original timeline.

Or, barring that, as the dreams grow more vivid and the things changed don't seem to alter the future, some way to keep this Anakin, save this Anakin.

Until one day, Anakin is there, can travel between Ben's time and his own. Aware that things will go really bad if he stays, it becomes a very real question of, does he just... leave his own time? Stay with Ben?

Wouldn't that be better for everyone? Easier?

Surely everyone would agree. Even Obi-Wan.

OBI-WAN WOULD NOT AGREE. He knows something has been strange about Anakin, but between the Catholic Guilt of his impure thoughts, and assuming Anakin is just the Chosen One and strange things come with the package, well, he's been trying to let things play out with patience and understanding.

But like hell anyone is taking his Padawan away.

Even if that someone is himself.

(I'm thinking it's not so much time travel as alternate universes, and Anakin's been slowly building a bridge between them.)

#obikin #berryfic #possibly something here?#like it has rough edges #and would change in the actual writing process #but that's the idea?

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theteacharmer-blog · 7 years

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In a month 📆 we will have 30 000 strawberry plants to transplant on the farm! 🍓🍓🚜 It's about time that Spring shows up ⛅️🌱 because those are the last of my dried strawberry 🍓 batch from our #berryfence of last year! 😟 I love yo use them for tea ☕️ (of course 😁) and baking pastry. 🍰🍪 They also are a good add for homemade trail mix! 👌🏼🍓🌱☕️🍓🍰😋 #strawberry #farmgirl #urbanfarmgirl #plantbased #berry #dried #driedfruits #driedstrawberry #gardening #urbangarden #organic #organicliving #tea #sustainableliving #gmofree #healthyfood #healthyliving #urbanfarm #urbanfarming #vegan #laval #mtl #montreal #lesfermesingenius #ingeniusfarms

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fatthighsvtuber · 5 years

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Berryfication?

I’d nut in an instant if someone would berry me and juice me after tbh

#Anonymous

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yoyosandoreos · 2 years

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Blueberry or other sorts of berryfication

idk if this was for the kink rating thing or not but i'mma go more in depth i guess

FUCKING

love blueberrification

Or any sort of inflation that changes your body shape and color to be that of the fruit or filling you're producing. Its honestly such a wonderful kink to imagine. Just the feeling of a nice, cool liquid pooling inside your gut, feeling a tingly, crawling sensation on your skin that isn't unpleasant at all, but kinda ticklish as you skin changes to match the color of your fillings...That tightness that wells up every few minutes, only to be replaced by a sort of emptiness and eagerness to fill the new space your swelling body has given you.

And the sensations...oh GOD the sensations. All that pressure against your sensitive bits, that pulsating fullness and the sloshing of the liquid inside, depending on how thick or thin it is. Everything building up into one final, big release...you can feel the substance pulsing and throbbing at the back of your chest and your groin, perking up whatever expandable appendage you carry....Pulsing bigger, adding inches with every throb...small droplets leaking through as your body struggles to contain another drop....until....until...!

Well, the ending is up to you of course~ Do you burst into a shower of lust and juices, possibly infecting another poor soul that may have been on standby to help you out? Do you just orgasm immediately at your hightest limit, cumming and releasing all that pent up fluid mixed with your body's own creation?

Or are you just a degenerate pervert, hoping and praying your body holds together so you can just live the rest of your days full to the brim, and ever producing an endless slurry of whatever is in you and succumbing to the size and girth of your new body~

#oh god i uh....#i got carried away...

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berryzxx · 2 months

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Your the only one for me (part 2)

Summary: You find something suspicious on Grayson's phone and confront him about it. During your argument you get seriously injured. Is it all a misunderstanding or is he just using you?

Grayson Hawthorne x reader

Part 1

I opened my eyes, the slight pressure that was closing them before finally gone although my head still hurt. The lights were dimmed, a soft yellow lamp illuminating the room. It was a hospital room I deducted even though it was quiet a cosy one without the white sterile walls and uncomfortable beds. I tried to move my hair to the side and out of my face when I realised my right arm was in a white cast. Oh my god. How had I broken my arm?

As soon as my brain started functioning properly I realised my back was begging to be cracked after who knows how long I had laid there. I shifted myself up slightly and tried to crack my back. I twisted left and right but nothing much happened except my body starting to ache even more. I cleared my throat hoping someone would hear and come in.

I moved slightly higher on the bed so I was sitting up and coughed a little so someone would hear me. Still no one.

"Hello? Is anyone there?" I asked. It sounded a little weird talking to any empty room but I wanted answers. And probably a familiar face. I waited for another second and when i opened my mouth again the door opened, Grayson walking in, his hair messy for the first time in ages and wearing a simple white shirt and joggers.

"Your awake. I thought I was hearing things when I heard your voice..." He moved closer to me and sat at the edge of my bed hesitantly.

I gave him a small smile and wondered why he wasn't already laying down next to me "I'm injured. Come and provide some comfort to me at least" I said gesturing to my broken arm. He didn't move for a moment as if waiting for me to change my words. I didn't obviously. He moved so he was now laying next to me as I rested my head on his chest, his hand running through my hair.

"How do you feel? Are you hungry? Do you need some water?" His voice was full of concern. I shook my head "No. How did I break my arm?" I asked, wanting answers.

His hand froze slightly but then he carried on moving it through my hair, relaxing me even more. "You don't remember?" He asked quietly as if it were important I should.

I shrugged slightly "I just remember falling. Did I trip?" My memory was slightly hazy and I only remembered bits and pieces.

Grayson let out a sigh and sat up, moving away from me "You didn't trip"

I raised an eyebrow, slightly confused "So what happened then?"

His grey eyes roved over me, his eyes searching my face for something. "You fell...because of me"

I frowned, even more confused and slightly shocked "what?". He slowly nodded his head as if it pained him to do so "We were arguing and I...I tried to stop you but you fell. If it weren't for me you wouldn't have been hurt"

I continued looking at him. My memory slowly starting to come back to me. I don't know why but tears had started pricking at my eyes. Maybe it was because I couldn't see Grayson looking so upset and heartbroken.

"I'm sorry sweetheart. I'm sorry you were hurt because of me. I don't deserve you" I shook my head as soon as he said the last line "I decide what I deserve"

I swallowed back the tears "What were we arguing about?" I waited, holding my breath. Hoping it was all a misunderstanding.

"About a message between me and a girl at the photography exhibit. You...jumped to conclusions but it's nothing like what you think it is" He had to force the words out, his hands running through his hair as if what he were about to say would ruin things between us. Maybe it would.

"Show me the message"

He faltered slightly "Darling I-"

"Show me" I didn't remember what it was about but I needed to know what this damned message was. He took out his phone and showed me the message

I had so much fun yesterday. We should definitely do it again.😏

Memories came flooding back to me. Of when I had read the message. When I had stormed off, tears cascading down. And when I had packed my things only to fall and break my arm. I looked at the message clenching and unclenching my jaw. Tears making my vision blurry.

"Don't cry. I'm not worth it" Grayson said quietly, not daring to move closer to me.

"Is this true? Did you....have you cheated on me?" I spat the words out my mouth full of the taste of betrayal and disgust.

He quickly shook his head "Why would I? I don't know why she sent it. I would never break your trust like that y/n" He moved closer, desperation evident in his eyes. His hand reached for mine "I would never cheat on you my love." I wanted to believe him. I really did. But I had, had my heart broken in the past and I didn't want it to happen this time either.

"Block her" I gave him the phone and he did. He shook his head a tear falling down. It made my heart break into pieces. "Don't cry. I'm not worth it" I repeated his words, as if maybe everything would be alright. I don't think it would.

"Your worth a thousand of me y/n. Your worth more than anything. I would fucking burn everything in this world for you" His eyes held mine, his hand clasping mine tightly.

"I love you Gray. I really do...but I. I need a break. I need to think things through" It took all my will power to get all that out and i don't think it was worth it because the pain on his face was heart breaking.

"Are you breaking up with me?" His voice was hoarse and he had dropped my hand. I slowly nodded my head "I need to think through things. This doesn't mean we can't get back together"

He shook his head as if in denial "How will I live without you?"

"I'm sorry"

He took a deep breath. And then another. He stood up and tried to give me a smile but it didn't reach his eyes "Take your time to...process. Just know that I'll never stop loving you. Your the only one for me..." He looked at me, taking in my appearance one last time before leaving the room. I finally let it all out once the door slammed shut, sobs wracking my body as the one person I loved truly left me. And it was all my fault.

SOPHIE'S POV

I looked down at my phone and scrolled through my messages when I noticed Grayson hadn't replied to mine. I clicked on it and cursed under my breath. Shit. I had sent the wrong emoji. Instead of a smiley face I had sent an extremely sexually insinuating one. It said that he had read the message so there was no point deleting it. Instead I typed out another message

Sorry, that was the wrong emoji. Didn't mean to creep you out. Would love to discuss some more photography lessons for the future

The message had sent but an automated reply was sent back instead. It read that I had been blocked. Oh. He wouldn't receive my message then. I just hoped nothing had happened because of my typo.

note: Um YEAH. sorry about that yall. I love Grayson but ummm I had to 😭 i hate the miscommunication trope but here I AM WRITING IT. Hope yall survived

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Could you pls do a grayson hawthorne x reader angst comfort fic in which they both had a big fight about something and then he leaves but afterwards gets a call from one of her friend that she fell sick

Also love all your fics:)

Your the only one for me (part 1)

SOOO THIS TOOK A WHILE. sorry xx. also THANK YOU 🤍 (a lot of requests have been made based off of this request so I'm making it into one long fic x)

Summary: You find something suspicious on Grayson's phone and confront him about it. During your argument you get seriously injured. Is it all a misunderstanding or is he just using you?

Grayson Hawthorne x reader

It was Thanksgiving weekend. A time for family and friends. For loved ones to gather and enjoy good food and share stories and memories. At the moment Xander was explaining the story of how the two of us had paired up in a robotics competition, in which I had screwed something wrong resulting in an explosion and causing our professor to ban us from robotics club. This happened almost 3 months ago and he was still hurt about being banned from the club. He was now explaining how he was starting his own club. And apparently I was not invited.

Grayson's hand rested on my thigh, a comforting gesture and something that helped me stay calm in such a chaos of a family dinner. It wasn't exactly a "family dinner" seen as though half the people weren't even here. It was a more get together dinner with Xander, Jameson, Avery, Grayson and me. Nash was out somewhere with Libby and Max was actually trying to get a few projects done, surprisingly.

Thanksgiving was actually in 2 days time but according to Jameson "It's never too early to get together". This also meant he had probably planned something that included more than 4 people to play. I didn't mind. It gave me an excuse to forget about my deadlines for abit and spend time with Grayson.

*A few hours later*

I watched as Grayson finally came to stop in front of me in the pool, smiling up at me. I refused to go any further into the water and just let my legs dangle slightly in. Besides watching Grayson swim with his muscles on show like that was always nice to watch.

"You should join me. It's warm" He said, his height being enough for him to stand with the water coming up to his chest.

I shook my head "Who wants to voluntarily swim? It's like saying let's go on a treadmill, it's fun"

Grayson let out a laugh "It's not entirely like that sweetheart. But fine" Before I could say anything a notification popped up on Grayson's phone. It was too far back for him to get it so I grabbed it for him. Because I was nosy and my eyes immediately went to see who the notification was from, I immediately wished I could turn back time and pretend I had never seen it.

A notification from Sophie that read *I had so much fun yesterday. We should definitely do it again.😏*

I didn't give him the phone, instead I held it tightly in my hand and showed him his screen.

"Who is this?" I asked, trying so hard to not get angry and see reason to what was happening. Grayson's smile dropped and immediately became confused. He ran a hand through his hair

"It's just Sophie. She does the photography exhibit with me" He said after a while.

I put his phone down, although what I really wanted to do was throw it into the pool. I stood up and looked at him in disgust. I thought he'd have better morals than cheating on someone. Especially someone they had said they loved.

"Just Sophie? Is she the reason why you came home at two in the morning yesterday? Or the reason why you haven't been telling me anything whenever I ask you?"

Grayson looked up at me, still in the pool. "Sweetheart. I was at the photography exhibit, finishing things off." He had gone pale and was frozen in place.

I scoffed. He just kept thinking if he made the same excuse I would believe it "Well I'm finishing things between us SO YOU CAN GO SPEND TIME WITH SOPHIE LIKE THE LYING FUCKING CHEAT YOU ARE" I felt tears make their way down my cheek as I walked away into the darkness, half running and half stumbling because I couldn't see a thing with my tears cascading down.

Why was I crying? It was just a breakup. I was trying to justify it all but really I was crying because I didn't expect it. I was crying because I thought if things ever ended between the two of us it would be on good terms. Not him cheating. I loved him. I probably still did and that's what hurt most. When had he started seeing someone else?

Did it start just last week when we had our date? Or had it been months now and I was just too oblivious to see it all? My heart hurt so much it was unbearable. I wanted to rip it out and ignore the reality of it all.

I walked in a daze to the room me and Grayson shared and tried to get everything of mine into my bag. Luckily because I was a lazy bitch I hadn't even unpacked yet. It's like I knew this was going to happen. Putting my hair brush into my side bag and looking around the room one more time I wheeled my suitcase to the stairs.

I couldn't do it. I couldn't. Imagine, the one person who loved you thinking you aren't worthy enough. I spent so much of my time and effort into loving Grayson wholeheartedly and what did I get back? Heartbreak.

I sat down on the top most stair and let the tears flow until there were no more. The pain in my heart receding to a dull ache in my chest. I wasn't ready to see him but there he was, looking up at me with sad eyes and a regretful expression.

"Y/n. Please. Don't leave" His hair was still wet, his swimming shorts were still on and he had pulled on a shirt. I wanted to throw my suitcase down at him and have him hug me all at once. Why did he have to cheat? Was I not good enough?

I didn't feel like talking to him so instead I stood up and kept my expression blank. As if he didn't faze me at all. Before I had even touched my suitcase Grayson came running up the stairs and stopped in front of me "Please y/n. Let me explain. I love you. How could you think I'd cheat on you? Why would I? Your perfect." He explained.

I shook my head, not wanting to look him in the eyes. If I did I might start crying again "I saw the message. Don't lie to me" I pulled on my suitcase. He gently grabbed my arm, not letting me move any further. His touch was so soft and warm. I used to love it. He brought me so much comfort. But now I hated it. He had probably kissed and hugged Sophie just like he did me. I wasn't anyone special to him. I don't know why I thought I was.

Gritting my teeth together I yanked my arm away "don't touch me"

As soon as the words left me I looked up at him, breaking my vow of not looking into his grey eyes. I felt bad. I felt bad for hurting him even though he was the one cheating on me. His arm slowly dropped back to his side, his lips parting in surprise at my harsh words.

"Please, sweetheart. I-" His voice broke. I couldn't stand here any longer. Swallowing the pain and tears I lifted the suitcase, underestimating it's heaviness. Without warning the suitcase tipped forward, pushing me off the landing, my weight propelling me forward to crash and roll down the flight of stairs, banging my head and every limb in my body on the way. I couldn't feel anything. My vision had gone black and I didn't even know if my eyes were open or not. I couldn't tell where I was. I could only feel the discomfort of the position I was in. My breathing was sharp and heavy as if I couldn't get in enough oxygen. My brain felt as if it had been hammered and my back felt like it was being crushed under a heavy weight. I wanted to sit up. I wanted to breathe properly again.

Part 2

(NOT PROOF READ SO DON'T COME FOR ME. Love y'all x)

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