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Winter Cocktails and Pub Bites At Brook Pub
The colder months are perfect for splurging, and there's no better way to celebrate than with a well-thought-out bar menu. We've selected a variety of Winter Cocktails and Pub Bites at Brook Pub that are sure to lift your spirits. Try them with some of our carefully created bar snacks, and you'll have a match made in gastronomic heaven.
Raise Your Spirits: A Delicious Winter Cocktail Tour
Strawberry Daiquiri:
Every sip is like a ray of sunshine.
Enjoy our refreshing Best Strawberry Daiquiri as a way to forget about the cold weather outside. This refreshing drink combines the fruity flavours of ripe strawberries with the tartness of fresh lime juice and the smoothness of white rum. When served cold, it's a pleasant reminder that summer's vivaciousness is just around the corner.
Espresso Martini:
introducing Your Life with Spark and Class
The Espresso Martini is the ideal choice for individuals who need a classy pick-me-up. This cocktail is robust because it mixes the silky indulgence of vodka and coffee liqueur with the decadent richness of freshly made espresso. It's a caffeine-infused treat that will perk you up anytime.
Passion Fruit Martini:
Unique Flavours, a Once-in-a-Lifetime Adventure
The Passion Fruit Martini will whisk you away to sandy beaches. A premium vodka and a little sugar are combined with the exotic tang of passion fruit to create this tropical jewel. It's an exotic getaway from the winter's chill, served in a chilled martini glass.
Margarita:
Traditional Favour with a Spicy Kick
The classic Margarita cocktail should be on every bartender's list. Our take on the classic cocktail combines tequila, fresh lime juice, and orange liqueur with a dash of salt on the rim of a salt-rimmed glass. The zesty citrus flavours balance the smokiness of the tequila.
Mojito:
The Perfect Minty Blissful Refreshment
Get your fill of the Mojito's refreshing flavours. This traditional Cuban cocktail is made by muddling together white rum, lime juice, and mint leaves. It's a revitalising and refreshing option when topped with soda water.
Amaretto Sour:
A Citrusy, Nuttiness of Pleasure
The Amaretto Sour is an excellent example of how well nuttiness and citrus coexist. This drink combines the sweet amaretto liqueur with the tart lemon juice for a deliciously balanced flavour. A soothing and stimulating beverage is the end product.
Hot Buttered Rum:
Traditional hot buttered rum is made with black rum, hot water, butter, and spices like cinnamon, nutmeg, and cloves, and is a great way to warm up on cold winter days. It's perfect for a cold night before the fire because of its velvety smoothness and warming spices.
A Cranberry Mule:
This festive take on the Moscow Mule blends vodka, ginger beer, and cranberry juice for a delicious tart beverage. Its vibrant colour and tangy flavour make it a welcome addition to any holiday get-together.
"Irish Coffee":
Irish coffee is a classic drink with hot coffee, Irish whisky, sugar and whipped cream. The combination of caffeine and alcohol delivers a fantastic pick-me-up on chilly winter mornings or a calming nightcap.
Maple Bourbon Old Fashioned:
This updated take on an old favourite uses maple syrup to add a rich, caramelised sweetness. This cocktail is cosy and refined, thanks to the bourbon, bitters, and orange twist.
A Winter Sangria:
Winter Sangria is a delicious cocktail with red wine, brandy, and seasonal fruits, including oranges, pomegranates, and cranberries. The vivid colours and fragrant aromas will perk you up on the greyest of winter days.
Martini with Pears and Spices:
Pear vodka, pear liqueur, and some aromatic spices like cinnamon and cloves combine to make this sophisticated drink. It's perfect for a classy winter party with its fruity sweetness and subtle spiciness.
Pub snacks that go well with a drink:
Brie cheese baked with a cranberry sauce:
The tart cranberry sauce complements the melty brie cheese well. The creamy, acidic, and sweet flavours complement the Cranberry Mule nicely.
Mini Meatballs on a Stick:
Tender meatballs marinated in a flavorful sauce and skewered for dipping. If you're having a Maple Bourbon Old Fashioned, these tasty snacks are a must.
Bacon-Roasted Brussels Sprouts:
Bacon chunks and balsamic glaze are combined with Brussels sprouts to make a crispy side dish. Irish coffee is a perfect complement to this savoury dish.
Chicken Wings with Pomegranate Glaze:
Enjoy the sticky, sweet, slightly sour chicken wings wrapped in a delectable pomegranate glaze. The Winter Sangria is perfect with these wings.
Prosciutto with fig crostini:
Baguette slices slathered with honey and piled high with prosciutto, figs, and creamy goat cheese. A glass of the Spiced Pear Martini and these sophisticated appetisers are a match made in heaven.
Fried Sweet Potatoes with Chipotle Mayonnaise:
Sweet potato fries are fried to a golden crisp and accompanied by a smoky, spicy chipotle aioli. The Hot Buttered Rum complements the smokiness of the fries well.
Make this winter the best one yet by hosting a cocktail party complete with tasty bar snacks. These pairings can help you create a warm and memorable ambience, whether you're hosting a Christmas party or just relaxing at home. Embrace the season with these delicious combos and savour the warmth they bring. I hope you all have a fantastic winter!
Brook Pub Christmas celebrations:
We are happy to announce that we accept pre-bookings for Christmas parties if you plan to throw a party for your friends, family and colleagues this Christmas. Our merry, magical festive menu will be available from 25th November to 24th December, and you can enjoy two courses for 26 pounds and three for 30 pounds.
We have come up with a special Canape menu along with a Merry Magical Festive menu for the party. From the Festive Canape Menu, you can choose 6 - 18 pounds or 8 to 24 pounds course. Coming to the main event, Christmas, we created a special day menu for 2 courses for 39.99 pounds and 3-course meals for 44.99 pounds. The food will served from 12 to 4 pm, so make this day a special one by bringing in your family and friends. Come enjoy some of the best Winter Cocktails and Pub Bites At Brook Pub!!
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📚 10 f1 fics i've loved lately 🏎️
been thinking a lot about how to organise fic recs into some sort of sensible post, 'cus there are so many (great!) pairings and (delicious!) driver combinations, not to mention so many varying styles of fic and SUPER TALENTED WRITERS!!111!!
just gonna list a bunch in no particular order, with accompanying pics, so you can get a sense of the vibes.
'cus what is f1 rpf but all about the ✨ vibes?! 🏁
p.s. people are in this community making amazing stuff for freeee!! if you liked these please leave a kudos or a comment, it makes a writer's day 🫡
let's gooooo--
objects in the mirror by linearity (@drivestraight)
charles/max. 87k words (series), rated t then e
listen. LISTEN! charles to rbr is one of the best premises ever and i will read it in like a thousand iterations. but this fic. this fic series in particular cleared my skin, made me want to cut my hair into a bob out of sheer emotion. i would be remiss not to start with this one because its impact on my f1 rpf trajectory should be studied by science. you know when a story just jumps off the page and it's so real that it becomes your canon. a kind of meteoric inevitability. plus, i almost never cry at fics. but by the time the third act of this one hit, i just went -- damn, am i rly about to tear up at a f1 rpf fanfiction rn? (yes.)
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sawtooth by nottonyharrison (@nottonyharrison)
charles/max. 40k words, rated e
max as a f1 engineer? for CARLOS at FERRARI? sign me the fuckkk up. first off, awesome premise. there's always going to be something so heartwrenching about "what ifs", especially in any universe where max isn't a racer. despite the change of circumstances, just... the sheer poetry of two characters who just inexplicably find their way to each other in any universe... 🤧 also this story nails racing scenes in a way that's so visceral, i feel like a fly on the damn halo with them. and, aside from the gourmet lestappen, carlos's whole thing in this fic is joyous! spicy! he's so unapologetic and vaguely annoying! hilarious! + the swimming pool scene lives rent-free in my head.
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salt skin by peachbellini (@strawberry-daiquiris)
oscar/lando. 12k words, rated e
this fic is magic. literally and figuratively. (MERMAID LANDO???? MERMAID LANDO.) the kind of story that makes you gasp and melt a little bit. and made me want to throw my phone at the writer, 'cause it's really that good. the yearning, the metaphor for all that's monstrous, a boy who is lost (and the boy who he finds, is equally so). this is just beautifully written and a little quirky and so well executed. i think i put it in my bookmarks as "what if lando was a mermaid and it was filmed by a24" or something. pearl of a story.
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hockey!! shrimp colors :) by leafmeal0ne (@ocontraire)
oscar/lando. 13k words, rated t
leaf meal one. i have only known you a week but if anything were to happen to you i would wreck everyone in the room including myself. in all seriousness, anything that leaf writes is brilliant. they're one of these writers who could do a throwaway line on the label of a ketchup bottle and i will probably scream about it. the precision, the way they switch up sentence structures, the freaking darcy-level regency yearning transposed onto a contemporary sports setting. i'd rec all of leaf's sports AUs and i'll probably talk about more in a future fic rec post. BUT. the hockeyyy one my GOD. the barely restrained violence, their mutual desire, the theme of finding your place... *wails uncontrollably*
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you almost unearthly thing by anonymous
max/daniel, 3.7k words, rated g
max is a governess(govern..lad?) and daniel is the mystery man at the manor. this was a response to a request i made in the kinkmeme! (if you haven't read those fics go check 'em out, there are so many great ones, and not necessarily all rated e). this is a criminally underrated little story that has my favourite repressed feelings + people dancing around each other + gothic vibes + "what the hell is wrong with y'all in this tale" combo that i really adore. it's really well written and captures the atmosphere so well.
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the so-called narrative by antimonyandthyme (@antimonyandthyme)
oscar/carlos, 10k words, rated e
i'm once again asking why there are only 7 carlos/oscar works in the tag. I'M ONCE AGAIN ASKING-- *is sedated*. *jolts awake* okay but for real this is a great story. hot, fake-friendship-to-situationship which so happens is one of my favourite places to be. also hello miscommunication/they're so weird about it/they both want each other but can't express themselves for shit/insane racer boys energy.
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and silver, and samarium by pink_mink (@on-softs)
george/toto, 5.2k words, rated e
i profess i am not usually the biggest fan of A/B/O (altho!! this fandom has made me go BUT ACTUALLY HM at least a few times). and this fic freaking nails it, along with the twisted power dynamics between TPs and drivers, as seen through the lens of omegaverse. this story rattles around my head like a stubborn ghoul just from the style and prose and sheer audacity alone. george kneeling at toto's knees while he's working..... ohhhhhhhhh i was this close to calling my lawyers.
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algorithm by anney (@badboy-george)
charles/max, 16k words, rated e
i LOVE, LOOOOVE a sci fi concept alright. love that shit, will inhale it like moon dust with zero regrets. and what a fantastic one this one is!! the premise is that the FIA can now statistically show the compatibility of drivers on the grid and it's very pacific rim-y drift compatible, mixed with the surreal vibes of eternal sunshine or HER or some such. it should be outrageous, but it really works. that's the beauty of a great fic right there.
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trajectory of trojan asteroids by redpaint (@redpaint)
nico/lewis, 3.3k words, rated g
also one of the fics i first read when i hopped on board the f1 rpf train. the pain and poignancy just gets worse the more i learn about brocedes. you know when you're like "there's no way this was reallll" and then you're like "fuck, it was so real". then you get a fic like this that just encapsulates all that rage and loss and grief and upset, set against the starry vista of endless space. *clutches tablecloth* god.
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p.s please bear in mind that these recs are entirely subjective! i enjoy loads of f1 stories but these are the ones that have especially stuck with me for some inexplicable reason.
p.p.s if your fic is on here and you want it taken off for whatever reason, i'm happy to, no questions asked 💛
BYE for now / until part 2. (i also love talking to ppl about fics so pls feel free to send an ask or hit me up in DMs or whatever.)
xoxo,
-- wizz
#f1 fic rec#f1 fanfiction#lestappen#landoscar#maxiel#groto#brocedes#f1 rpf fic#i don't know that carlos/oscar have a ship name yet?#sainztri?#Carloscar#f1 rpf#wiz.recs#f1 fanfic#f1 fic#did i spend a full hour at work doing this last week instead of my actual work?#yes -- very yes
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Gannon’s Restaurant – Wailea, Maui, HI
Happy Hour at Gannon’s Restaurant – Wailea, Maui HI
Updated 2/17/2023 by the Maui Happy Hours team
Happy Hour at The Red Bar at Gannon’s 3pm-5pm Tuesday-Saturday
Happy Hour Makai Food $16
- BEV’S CRAB DIP – House-Made Island and Corn Chip Mix
- SHRIMP COCKTAIL (GF) – Sambal Cocktail Sauce
- MAUI-STYLE AHI POKE BOWL (GF) – Rice, Avocado, Cucumber, Sweet Onion, Tobiko, Sweet Soy
- KUNG PAO CALAMARI – Bell Peppers, Celery, Onions, Ginger-Garlic Hoisin Sauce, Scallions, Cashews
Happy Hour Mauka Food $14
- CRISPY BRUSSELS (V) – White Balsamic Vinaigrette, Pepitas, Dried Cranberries, Shaved Pecorino
- GATHER BURGER – Wagyu Beef, Shaved Cabbage, Roasted Mushrooms, Roasted Red Onions, Smoked Gouda, Chile de Arbol Aioli & Salsa Verde (Spicy), French Fries
- GOLFER’S DOG – Onions, Pickled Vegetables, Sesame Seed Bun, French Fries
- BBQ PORK RIBS – Asian Slaw, Pineapple Salsa, Bacon Crumble
Happy Hour Salads $8
- CAPRESE (GF) – Pistachio Pesto, Fresh Mozzarella, Tomatoes, Arugula, Balsamic Reduction
- GREEN SALAD – Mixed Greens, Cherry Tomatoes, Cucumber, Onion, Feta, Fried Onion Strings, White Vinaigrette
Happy Hour Sides $8
- LOADED TATER TOTS – Melted Cheddar-Jack Cheese, Harissa Aioli, Bacon, Scallions
- CRISPY MAUI ONION RINGS (V) – Herb Buttermilk Dressing
Happy Hour Gannon’s Signature Cocktails $10
- CALIENTE WEY – Taneo Jalapeno Tequila, House-Made Blackberry Limeade
- PIÑA ON THE ROCKS – Rum Haven Coconut Rum, Coconut Cream, Pineapple and Lime Juice, and a Dash of Angostura Bitters
- HAPA MAI TAI – Kula Light and Dark Rums a Perfect Blend of Orgeat, Lime, Pineapple Juice, and Orange Curacao, Pernod Rinse, Topped with a Delicious Honey Lilikoi Foam
Happy Hour Classic Cocktails $8
- MARGARITAS – Espolon Reposado Tequila, Triple Sec, Fresh Lime Juice. Flavors: Classic, Strawberry, Lilikoi, or Mango
- DAIQUIRIS – Kula Light Rum, Lime Juice, Simple Syrup. Flavors: Classic, Strawberry, Lilikoi or Mango
- BLOODY MARY – New Amsterdam Vodka, House Bloody Mary Mix
Happy Hour Wine List $8
- La Marca Prosecco, Veneto, Italy
- La Vielle Ferme Rose, Orange, France
- Cambria Chardonnay, Santa Maria Valley, California
- Whitehaven Sauvignon Blanc, Marlborough, New Zealand
- Gascón Malbec, Mendoza, Argentina
- Sterling Vineyards ‘Vintners Collection’ Cabernet Sauvignon, California
Happy Hour Draft Beers $5
- Coors Light
- Maui Brew Co Bikini Blonde
- Maui Brew Co Big Swell IPA
- Kohola Brewery Lokahi Pilsner
- Lahaina Haze Hazy IPA
- Big Wave Golden Ale
- Mango Cart Wheat Ale
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Address: 100 Wailea Golf Club Dr, Wailea, HI 96753
Phone: (808) 875-8080
Website
About Gannon’s Restaurant
Voted one of the Top 100 Best Outdoor Dining Restaurants in America, Gannon’s Restaurant in Wailea is a celebration of the classic dishes for which Chef Beverly Gannon is best known from her award-winning Maui restaurants (Hali’imaile General Store and the former Joe’s Bar & Grill) and contemporary dishes inspired by the fresh local ingredients of Hawaii.
The outdoor lanai features panoramic ocean views and spectacular sunsets and The Red Bar is always a lively gathering spot featuring an extended Happy Hour and live music on the weekends.
Popular items at Gannon’s Restaurant include their Prawn Stuffed Crab Cakes, Cashew Crusted Mahi Mahi, Short Ribs, Loco Moco, and more.
According to these Gannon’s Maui patrons
“Happy Hour is great!! Food is delicious, had Brussel Sprouts, crab dip and Wagyu burger. Outside atmosphere and view is unbeatable.”
Brad H., February 2023
“Gannon’s was recommended to us. And I’d say it was the best dining experience on our trip, hands down. Fantastic food, great drinks, attentive and friendly staff. And of course the beautiful setting. Definitely coming back.”
Chris G., February 2023
“We had a large group that took some time to coordinate and Gannons was not only accommodating but flexible with us as the group increased in size. Everyone was kind and helpful from the first phone call to our last sip of wine as we departed, and you toss in great tasting food, generous portion sizes, a beautiful sunset and a place that welcomed kids, and you have achieved five stars! Thanks especially to Sidney and Cara for all of your help!”
Bree L., February 2023
“Excellent sunset dinner with beautiful views of the ocean. This restaurant is located within Wailea Golf Club, which is a beautiful property overall. Friendly and attentive service from our server Cody throughout the evening along with the delicious food made for a nice memorable evening.
Food quality and taste were good, as expected for a restaurant of this caliber – bbq pork ribs with slaw & pineapple salsa, Korean marinated strip loin with fried rice and cucumber pineapple salad, classic iceberg wedge salad. Nice Asian flavors fused into the steak and ribs. We enjoyed the dinner! Their famous coconut roulade dessert was ok- nice crumb on the cake and cream filling was good, but toasted coconut didn’t come through only plain coconut flavor.
Great cocktail menu, very creative selections. Cocktails were excellent, strong, especially Mr.Tuttle and Strawberry Fizz.”
Chris D., January 2023
“Gannons is an absolutely beautiful restaurant with incredible views! Perfect place to watch the sunset while you sip on Mai Tais and dine on Ahi Poke. Happy Hour options are awesome and a great price!”
Amelia S., January 2023
“The concierge at our villas recommended Gannon’s for a family member’s special birthday dinner. We had delicious appetizers, main dishes, and special drinks to celebrate and enjoyed a fabulous sunset, too. Highly recommend Gannon’s.”
Julie C., June 2021
Open daily, Gannon’s Restaurant is the perfect spot in Wailea for those looking for something unique and off-the-beaten-tourist-path.
Happy hour at Gannon’s in Wailea takes place from 3pm-5pm Tuesday through Saturday in The Red Bar and features discounted beer, wine, cocktails, and appetizers.
Want to make a comment or ask a question? Are you a fan of Gannons’s Restaurant? Tell us in the comments below.
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Ruined (Sub!spencer)
Summary: Spencer has been a brat lately and reader decides to put him in his place..
CW: face sitting, oral sex (female-recieving), hair-pulling, degredation kink, sub spencer, slapping, (after care included), jealousy, cumming in pants, titty sucking
AN: Hey everyone!! I have been in this Sub! Spencer kick lately lmao so enjoy! New chapters in BB and IH(L)Y, S.R. out next week!! <33
Word Count: 2060
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Reader's POV:
I could tell how fun he was having by the way he smirked at me from across the club. The way he practically ate up the attention that the women from the BAU building were giving him. He knew how much it pissed me off, which only seemed to egg him on.
Seething, I was.
He was using the fact that our relationship wasn't public quite yet to mess with me. And it's not like I didn't like it--because I definitely did; it was just that he was acting super bratty ever since the second time we had sex. And again, I secretly loved when he was bratty. Well, not so secretly as Spencer seemed to go out of his fucking way to be a brat.
I sauntered over to where he-- and four other women stood; their hands finding places on his bicep, lower back, chest, etc.
And although they seemed to think he was into it, I could tell.
I could tell that he wasn't into them, no, rather, he was into me; and my abilities at taming the scrawny brat. He liked when I punished him.
Oh, what poor girls they were to think that they had a chance with the young genius.
His eyes stayed on me, never giving the women the attention they so wanted.
His face turned a blush as I walked over to him, grabbing his hand.
"Can you come with me for a second, Dr. Reid?" I asked sweetly, a saccharine smile plastered across my lips.
He noticeably gulped at the honorific mention as he slid his bottom lip between his teeth.
"I-I'm busy," he managed to stammer out, pushing his wiry glasses further up the bridge of his nose, a smug smirk inched across his lips.
This fucking brat--
I stepped closer, the women surrounding us shooting me nasty glares as they removed their hands from my Spencer, crossing their arms in front of their chests.
I removed my hand from his, tugging on his tie as innocently as possible, a small yelp eliciting from Spencer as I pulled him closer to my face; his face red, and his eyes wide.
"I think you can make an exception.. Right, Doctor?" I asked through a sweet tone, but Spencer saw the glint in my eyes.
He nodded dumbly, to which I pouted mockingly, nodding softly. "Good boy." I whispered, Spencer's eyes growing wide as I wrapped my hand around the bottom of his tie and began pulling him like he was on a leash as we wove through the crowd..the women that once surrounded him now surrounding Morgan, who was oblivious to the whole situation as the girls began to grind on him.
Spencer stumbled behind me as I pulled him, strutting to the exit door of the club; ignoring the glances from people around us.. As well as ignoring the disgustingly predatory and aroused stares from men that looked me up and down.
I pulled Spencer to my car, unlocking it and opening the passenger's seat for him.
Before I let go of his tie, I pulled him so close to my face that he could smell the strawberry daiquiri lingering on my lips, which prompted him to licking his lips, his hands laying on my waist.
I tugged on his tie, which made a whimper fall from his throat as I placed my lips on his, his breath hitching as I kissed him deeply, our tongues meeting together to create such a sweet, intoxicating, taste. Whines rumbled from his throat as we kissed, only prompting me to bite his lower lip, a soft moan falling from his lips as I kissed him again.
After a moment, I pushed him off of me, his mouth still chasing mine. I brought my hand up and squeezed his lips together to turn into a dramatic pucker, his eyes opening.
"Don't forget one thing, Doctor Reid.. Which is impossible for you to do-- so I'm just going to say this now. You belong to me." I spoke lowly, his fingers digging into my waist. "Got it?" I asked, to which he nodded profusely, closing his eyes as he tried to join our lips back together.
"Nuh-uh," I chastised, the sound of disapproval making Spencer whine. "I asked you a question, Spencer."
"I- I belong to you, Y/n. P-Please, I'm so sorry." he cried softly, putting his head on my shoulder.
Butterflies fluttered in my belly as I combed my fingers through his gelled hair.
"Aw, what a pathetic boy you are. I would feel bad, if you weren't such a fucking brat." I yanked his head back by his hair, a whimper once again falling from his lips as I pushed him inside of the car, getting into the driver's side as we began our quiet drive home, Spencer's hips rutting upward whenever I placed my hand on his knee.
This would be fun.
Very fun, indeed.
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Finally, we made it to my apartment, to which I couldn't wait any longer; my lips smashing against his as soon as the door behind me to my apartment closed.
I undid his tie as Spencer and I both slipped out of our shoes, making our way to my bed, Spencer stumbling along the way; his lips chasing mine whenever I would eventually come up for a breath.
I pushed him down on the bed, pulling his slacks off of his skinny frame and then pulling my black, strappy dress off of my body; Spencer's eyes memorizing the image of me in white, satin, lingerie that was embellished with small flowers.
Spencer loved these sorts of underwear pieces as they looked so innocent.. A great juxtaposition to what I would do to him in bed.
I walked closer to him, towering above him as he immediately placed his hands onto my hips, looking up at me with big, puppy eyes, a pleading look on his face; his eyebrows drawn together. Heat shot right to my cunt as I combed through his hair, Spencer's eyes fluttering shut as he leaned into my touch, placing his head against my naked stomach.
I treated him by my hands running through his hair for a few moments to catch him off guard when I yanked on his hair, a small yelp escaping his lips as he rutted his hips upward.
I placed my knee on his chest as he laid down, his hands gripping the sheets by his sides.
"Did you really think you could get away with acting like a little brat? Hm?" I hummed, bringing my knee down from his chest to his hard crotch as I rubbed my foot on his clothed dick. Spencer moaned, but he quickly bit his bottom lip to stifle any more sounds. I straddled him, his hands- once again- flying to my hips as he began bucking his hips upwards to meet mine, a soft groan falling from my lips.
"You're just a fucking brat, huh, Doctor Reid?" I pouted mockingly, shifting my hips on him, which made a whine fall from his mouth.
He nodded, "Y-Yes! I-I'm so sorry I just- w-we haven't- I really need you, please!" he blabbered dumbly, using his big hands that were placed on my hips to move my crotch against his, Spencer's eyes rolling to the back of his head as broken moans fell from his lips, his mouth agape.
"Spencer, stop." I demanded, but the young doctor below me made no effort. In fact, my command only seemed to prompt him to rub me faster on his dick, his fingers digging into my skin as he dragged my clothed, wet, core against his clothed cock. I brought my hand up, slapping him across the face and he groaned, halting his motions momentarily which allowed me to move up to his chest.
"Stop being such a greedy little slut and open your mouth." I growled, to which he quickly obliged. I spit into his mouth, then shut it with my fingers that were placed under his chin, Spencer swallowing automatically as he hummed happily. His hands scattered across my body as he tried to find the correct place to put them, now settling on my waist as he absent-mindedly fumbled with my bra clasp, his eyes closed.
Eventually, he managed to pop it open, trying his best to sit up to suck on my breast. However, because of the way I was straddling him, he physically couldn't. He whined, a pout visible on his face.
"I wan' you. Please?" he begged, grabbing onto my breasts as he rolled my nipple through his fingers causing me to groan in pleasure.
"You know what I think you should do?" I asked, and Spencer whined as he tried to lean upwards to bring my pebbled nipple in his mouth. "I think you should learn to shut the fuck up."
Spencer knew exactly what I meant as he nodded profusely, helping me straddle his head. His fingers hooked onto my panties as he pulled them aside, his warm breath against my wet pussy making me sigh.
Spencer wrapped his arms around my thighs and pulled me down onto him, his glasses no longer on the bridge of his nose, but pushed upwards as they sat loosely above his eyes; the lenses beginning to fog as he ate me out, his tongue thrusting in and out of me, and his mouth sucking on my clit. His touch felt like his was everywhere all at once as he gripped onto my thighs, humming against me happily which made my back arch.
"Fuck!" I moaned, and I felt Spencer's teeth graze my cunt as I rocked against him, my orgasm building up in the lower depths of my belly. Lewd, wet noises sounded throughout the room as he sucked on me. I held onto the bed frame as my head tilted back, the burning coil in my lower belly urging me to snap.
One of Spencer's hands fell from his deadly grasp on my thighs. I didn't realize as I was so lost in the euphoria until I felt his lithe fingers curl in and out of me, rubbing right against my g-spot as he kitten-licked my clit, then sloppily kissed my cunt.
"God, I fucking hate you." I groaned as I rode his face, and Spencer groaned softly; the vibrations making my whole body twitch.
Of course, I didn't actually hate him. In fact, my love for him only grew as the days and nights progressed. However, I knew Spencer loved being degraded and I loved degrading him.
Moments later, my orgasm racked throughout my body as I sobbed out misconstrued ways of saying Spencer's name, curses falling from my mouth as Spencer still happily and sloppily ate me out.
He only stopped until I pried myself away from him, a protestful whine coming from the young doctor. I smiled softly, kissing him before I began to make my hand down to his crotch before he stopped me; his face red.
"I-I already, uhm," he cleared his throat, gulping nervously.
I giggled, laying a kiss on his lips as I felt the wet patch on his slacks.
"Naughty boy."
Spencer smiled meekly as he laughed along with me, his face still red out of embarrassment as I kissed his lips softly. I laid down on the bed next to him, Spencer's head laying on my chest as he kissed my breasts then sucked on my nipple softly, running his hands up and down my torso. It wasn't necessarily sexual, he just liked making me feel good. It made him feel good.
He sucked until he fell asleep, his lips still red and swollen as they laid mere centimeters away from my slightly puffy nipple, the thumb on his other hand softly tracing against my other breast's nipple as I combed through his hair.
The boy was absolutely, positively, ruined.
And all mine.
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Share your self care!
Thank you my darling @niylah for tagging me! 💕
🌿 Favourite comfort food ready brek with cornflakes i think (pls no one judge me for that abominable combination)
🌼 Favourite alcohol (or hot drink!) strawberry daiquiri for alcohol and tea for hot drink
🌷 Favourite relaxing activity taking a long bath/shower or doing a face mask
🌸 Favourite fluffy/feel-good fic hmm there’s not really one specific one that i g to I usually find something in my long list of fics to read and read one of them
🌻 Favourite calming scent probably cherry or rose garden by Yankee
🌺 Favourite relaxing (or uplifting) song I really like the Dreamcatcher playlist on spotify that’s all music by Native American artists, they’re really relaxing. Also Note To Self by Jake Bugg
🌵 Favourite white noise love a good bit of Space Ambience on youtube
🍄 Favourite book to get lost in Harry Potter
💐 Favourite chill-out TV show friends, b99, the office. Just a lot of comedy shows I guess but I also really like watching Bob Ross and How It’s Made.
🌹 The best advice you’ve ever had “In the end you tried and you cared and sometimes that is enough.”
I tag: @carrieeve, @pendragaryen, @thetravelerbewithyou, @kyloren, @solosheart and anyone else who wants to do this!
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Hot and Bothered
Author: Nat / @idontgiveaflyinggrayson69
Requested: Yes – Anonymous X2
Tagging: @frescadaydreams @sinner-effy @dacres-strawberry-daiquiri @aw-hawkeye @caswinchester2000
Fandom: Black Panther
Relationship: Pre-Established; Erik Killmonger x Reader
Summary: Tension in Erik’s office needs to be relieved.
Word Count: 1.8k
Warnings: Smut. Unprotected sex.
When Erik first arrived in Wakanda, you, like many others, were very hesitant. But, as soon as you heard what Erik had to say, you were sold.
Erik didn’t want the throne for the wealth of the country, for the vibranium, he wanted the throne in order to help people around the world.
T’Challa, T’Chaka, and all the kings that came before them, believed that they needed to keep Wakanda hidden and out of the world view. But you had seen what it was like outside the Wakandan boarders, you had heard the stories from your fellow spies.
And Erik was right.
So you stood with him. You stood with him, providing your insight and answering any questions he might have about your home country.
You and Erik spent hours and hours together, it was foolish to think that this relationship would stay purely professional.
It started with glances to each other across the room, those glances turned into lust filled eye contact, and the eye contact became straight out flirting.
And the tension kept building between the two of you.
The tension finally broke when you were speaking with Erik in his office, discussing what was the best option for distributing the weapons.
The whole day up to this moment, the two of you had shared lust filled looks, subtly (and not so subtly) flirted and shared suggestive touches.
Now, all alone in his office, you could feel your heart beat harder under the intensity of his gaze.
But this meeting was purely professional. There were things that needed to be done before the two of you mix personal and professional.
You tried to shake off Erik’s gaze and the heavy implications of his words as he spoke to you across his desk, but the more and more he spoke, the more and more hot you felt.
And by the look in Erik’s eye, he knew what he was doing to you.
Erik smirked back to you and shifted the conversation away from the weapons and the plans.
“How are you doing, (Y/N/N)?” Erik asked. “You look a little shaky.”
You shrugged your shoulders. “I’m fine.”
“Are you sure?” Erik asked, leaning across the desk to you, a smirk on his lips. “Are you okay, or am I having the same affect on you as you are with me?”
“Same affect?” You asked quietly.
Erik smirked and leaned back in his chair. “Hot and bothered below the collar.”
“I—“
“God, look at you. You have this killer body and these amazing eyes, and don’t get me started on your strength, physically and mentally. Woman, you make me so hot and bothered. And when I look into your eyes, I know you feel the same, don’t you?” Erik asked, raising an eyebrow at you.
“I make you hot and bothered?” You asked, standing from your chair and stepping back towards the door, your fingers resting on the door’s lock.
Erik smirked at you again, standing from his desk chair and crossed the room to the office door, standing just a few inches from you, his hand covering yours on the lock.
Erik looked you in the eye as he locked the door.
As soon as Erik flipped the lock, his lips were on yours. It wasn’t a sweet and gentle kiss, it was rough and needy. Your hands flew up to cup the back of Erik’s neck as Erik pressed you roughly against the door, pinning you to it with his body, his fingers digging into your hips.
Erik bit down on your bottom lip before pressing his tongue into your mouth, his hands moving from your hips, up under your shirt, causing you to moan softly against his lips.
You felt Erik smirk into the kiss and moved one hand down from Erik’s neck to palm his hardening cock through the material of his pants. Erik moaned into your mouth and bucked his hips into your touch, seeking more.
Erik pressed one of his hands on the door beside your head to brace himself before breaking the kiss, lightly biting down the expanse of your neck.
You quickly slipped your hand down his pants to grip him softly, lightly stroking him until he was fully hard.
Erik pressed another kiss to your lips before removing your hand from his pants. Erik’s hands came to rest at the neckline of your shirt, gripping it tightly, he easily ripped the fabric in half.
“Wha—“ You started.
“It was in my way.” Erik cut you off, pulling his own shirt over his head and throwing it to the ground.
With his shirt off, Erik went to work on your pants. He quickly popped the buttons on your trousers before roughly pushing them down and off your legs, leaving you in your bra and panties.
Erik groaned softly, his eyes taking in your body.
You felt yourself blush at the intensity of Erik’s gaze.
“You are so fucking hot.” Erik whispered, pressing himself further into your space and once again caging you against the door.
The metal was cool against your exposed back and caused goosebumps to break out across your skin and your nipples to harden within the fabric of your bra.
Erik smirked down at you, running a finger down the valley of your breasts, past your bra, across your stomach to rest at the waistband of your panties.
Erik pulled the fabric back, releasing it and letting it smack back against you.
You bucked your hips towards him, wanting him to continue.
Your hands moved from the side of your body to run down Erik’s chest, your fingers tracing over the scars decoration his torso.
Your action seemed to snap Erik out of the lust enduced trance he was in and he toed off his shoes and socks before kicking off his pants and underwear. At the same time, you undid your bra and took off your underwear.
Erik stepped towards you, caging you back against the door, his body hot against your already hot skin and throbbing core.
The heat only intensified as Erik looked down at you, pressing you further against the metal of his office door. Your core throbbed with anticipation when you felt Erik’s length press against your thigh.
Erik captured your lips in another heated kiss.
Erik’s hand moved from your hip down to your core.
You moaned into the kiss when his fingers brushed your clit, allowing Erik to slip his tongue into tour mouth.
Erik’s thumb moved in a few circles around your clit before he pushed two of his long fingers into your core.
You pulled back from the kiss, leaning your head back against the door with a moan. You pressed down onto Erik’s fingers, urging Erik to pull them out before pushing them back in, starting a rhythm.
After a few moments, Erik began scissoring his fingers while kissing down your collar bone.
“God Erik, I need you inside me. Please.” You moaned out as Erik pressed his thumb back against your clit, rubbing soft circles.
Erik nodded along your neck, pulling his hand from your core.
Erik pulled you against his body, his hands grabbing your ass and lifting you into the air before slamming you against the office door, your legs coming to wrap around his waist.
You could feel the circular scars rubbing across your chest and nipples, causing you to gasp.
You moaned when you felt Erik’s dick slide against your clit. Reaching between the two of you, you grip Erik’s length and line him up with your entrance.
Erik nipped at your neck before he slowly pushed into you.
The stretch burned, he was a lot bigger than his fingers, but the burn was welcomed.
Once his hips were flush with yours, Erik’s eyes fell closed as he focused on his breathing, the muscles in his stomach and back contracting, trying to keep his self-control intact as he waited for you to adjust to him.
“Move. Fuck Erik, I need you to move.” You moaned, shifting your hips looking for friction.
Erik’s eyes snapped open and he pulled himself out of you before slamming back in with a groan, the head of his dick hitting the spot that had you seeing stars and you threw your head back against the office door.
Erik repeated the action, this time faster. Your hands found their way to the meat of Erik’s shoulders, digging your nails into his flesh.
Once Erik found a rhythm he was happy with, he leaned down and began to kiss and suck down your jaw.
You began to grind your hips into his for more friction and your eyes rolled back when the base of his cock rubbed against your clit.
“Jesus fucking Christ, oh god, Erik.” Loudly fell from your lips as your nails raked down his back, tracing through the scars, enticing a groan from the back of Erik’s throat.
Your mind was foggy. You couldn’t think about anything but Erik.
His chest rubbing across your chest, stimulating your nipples.
His large, strong hands roughly gripping the back of your thighs, hard enough that you knew that there would be bruises from his fingertips tomorrow.
His fire hot lips across your collar bone.
His cock thrusting in to you.
Him.
The coil was building quickly and with your sensitive flesh, the friction against your clit and the constant assault on your g-spot, you knew the pressure would be released soon.
Erik shifted his grip on you, moving one of his hands between the two of you to rub quick circles on your clit, pushing you over the edge, pleasure ripped through you as you arched your back off the door and your toes curled.
“Erik.” You gasped out, your nails scratching deeply down Erik’s back.
Erik’s movements had become erratic and slower. His grip faltered and you knew he was close. With trembling legs and weak muscles, you met each of his thrusts with a hip roll.
Erik’s eyes were closed and his head rested against your shoulder. Erik thrusted one last time before he roughly slammed into you and split his load with a moan of your name.
Erik held you against his body for a minute as he caught his breath, before he pulled out of you and carried you over to his office chair and gently put you down in it.
You looked up at him from your place on the chair as you caught your breath.
Erik walked back to collect your clothing, passing you your bra, underwear, and pants.
“I kinda destroyed yours, so take mine.” Erik said as he passed you his shirt.
“Thank you.” You said softly as you put your clothes back on.
When you and Erik were done getting dressed, Erik walked back to you and pressed a kiss to your cheek.
“I like you in my clothes.” Erik said with a wink.
#erik killmonger x reader#erik killmonger#erik killmonger one shot#erik killmonger smut#erik killmonger oneshot#erik killmonger imagine#erik killmonger x you#mine
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I was tagged by @liviarainastoria
Rules: answer the questions in a new post and tag 10 blogs you’d like to know better
A: age | Freshly 33
B: birthplace | Tiny-tiny town in Bulgaria
C: current time | 15:18
D: drink you had last | Mint Tea. I am about to make myself an afternoon cappuccino. Have to get through the last 2 hours of the workday.
E: easiest person to talk to | My best friends.
F: favourite song | Of all time - Impossible for me to choose. Currently - “No peace” by Sam Smith ft. Yebba; “Knocking at the door”/ “Dirty Blonde” by “Arkells”- do not roll your eyes at me, I really like their songs :); “River” by Bishop Briggs
G: grossest memory | Literally sh****g my pants on our way to the hospital with my mom when I was 6. TMI but you asked :)
H: hogwarts house | Have never red a Harry Potter book or seen a Harry Potter Movie.
I: in love? | No but fingers crossed :)
J: jealous of people | Jealous - No. Envious - Sure.
K: killed someone | Not yet :))) I am not a violent person.
L: love at first sight or should I walk by again? | Slow burn :)
M: middle name | Don’t have one.
N: no. of siblings | 1 younger brother.
O: one wish | Fairness. For all. Equality.
P: person you called last | My best friend.
Q: questions you are always asked | “Do you feel OK?” when I don’t wear lipstick. I have a very fair skin tone and my lips have no pigment.
R: reasons to smile | I am healthy ( as far as know) :) The time change - more light, YES! Winter is almost over. Tessa and Scott . I truly adore them :)
S: song you sang last | “One foot” by Walk the moon.
T: time you woke up | 7 AM. Was supposed to wake up at 6 AM. It was rough.
U: underwear color | Black panties and a bright pink bra. Don’t ask.
V: vacation destination | Italy, France - I fell in-love with Florence and Nice when I visited. Dream vacation - Bali, Provence, Japan in spring, Ireland, Scotland, Canada in summer (Vancouver and Montreal). I love traveling. This summer I’ll go to Paris for the 1st time and I am very excited!
W: worst habit | Procrastinating is my forte. I hate it!
X: x-rays | 2/3 times. I broke my right hand/arm when I was 10/11 years old.
Y: your favorite food | I have the biggest sweet tooth. Ice cream, Chocolate,Eclairs, Chocolate Soufflé, Cheesecake, Whipped cream+fruits+honey+nuts, all kind of fruits, Strawberry daiquiri with tequila :)
Z: zodiac sign | Sun sign - Capricorn, Rising sign - Gemini, Moon sign - Gemini. I am a complete Capricorn+Gemini hybrid.
I’m tagging everyone who wants to do it and @mysticseasons , @this-is-an-open-letter , @virtuemoir , @soliduncertainty , @skatrgurll , @balletfever89 , @makeitcountmeggy @anewbeginningagain :)
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What are your Top 5 Fav Cocktail Spots in Dar?⠀ ⠀ I will go First, OBVs...In No Specific Order⠀ ⠀ 1. The Bar in Dar - Such a Chilled Spot and has the Best Cocktails... I however am not LEGALLY ALLOWED back (Well unless I change my Hairstyle 😂) - after the Show I did with @mellisa the last time we were there... ALSO THEY HAVE THE MOST LETHAL Long Island!!⠀ ⠀ 2. GastroPub at Johari Rotana - Cocktails aside, Have you guys not seen the Ambience?? That’s a lethal combination of you ask me⠀ ⠀ 3. Cape Town Fish Market, Karambezi & Water Front. (I know they are 3 😭$ They all have the Best Oceanic View, So I couldn’t just land on one. ⠀ ⠀ •CFM - FAV: Strawberry Daiquiri ⠀ •Karambezi - Cosmopolitan ⠀ •Waterfront - BEST MARGARITAS ⠀ ⠀ 4. Hamu - They Make the Best G&T - Gin & Tonic well feel Free to Argue, I will fight you and win 🙂⠀ ⠀ 5. Slow Leopard 🐆 & George & Dragon 🐉 They give me the same Vibes.⠀ ⠀ I know I butchered this Top 5. I am weird like that... Anyways drop your Favs and Fav Drinks Below.⠀ https://www.instagram.com/p/B-Onn0xnhe8/?igshid=1vhdprvgw7r2z
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Tag Game !!
I was tagged by: @dtchyeol @witchydae @mintdae @gentlejongin thank you ily guys a lot
Answer the questions in a new post and tag 10 blogs you would like to know better
A: Age - 18
B: Birthplace - Florida aka Hell
C: Current time - 12:35 am
D: Drink you had last - Strawberry banana smoothie
E: Easiest person to talk to - Mackenzie cause I don’t have to hold back my sarcastic humor and teasing around her, but also a few certain people on here
F: Favourite song - For kpop i’ll say Monster by Exo or Pied Piper by Bts (will I ever shut up about it... nah) and for non kpop probably any Tool or Metallica song
G: Grossest memory - Uh first thing to come to mind was drinking a strawberry daiquiri
H: Hogwarts house - Ravenclaw
I: In love? - Does Minseok count??
J: Jealous of people - Afhdghj don’t even get me started
K: Killed someone - What else is my exo n*t face folder for
L: Love at first sight or should I walk by again - Nah that’s just attraction
M: Middle name - Lucille
N: Number of siblings - 3 older brothers
O: One wish - That exo and bts and my friends are all smiling and feel happiness in their hearts
P: Person you called last - I don’t even remember
Q: Question you are always asked - “when are you gonna be here?” (I’m always late)
R: Reason to smile - Family / friends, Bts, Exo, mutuals
S: Song you sang last - Uhhh I was listening to an Infinite playlist while doing this (Thanks Laura) so probably one of those
T: Time you woke up - Like... 11? idk
U: Underwear colour - Blue... I had to check afhdh
V: Vacation Destination - Japan or back to Paris it was so beautiful :((
W: Worst habit - I have a lot lmao but probably ghosting on people and then popping up like I never jus left them on delivered for a month
X: X-rays - Never had one lol
Y: Favourite food- Cheeseburgers, seafood, teriyaki chicken, hashbrowns
Z: Zodiac sign - Pisces aka the best sign ;)
Im going to tag: @kjonginswife @smilingbaek @xiumins-buttcrack @gazpcy @eyesonxiu @goth-osh @666jin @key-oung @chanyevol @loeycoaster +anyone else who wants to
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May I Flirt With You?
Rating: G
Warnings: N/A
“You dropped something.”
“What?”
“Your standards.”
Jinki gapes at the stranger and Jonghyun huffs and stands a little straighter. Then the words really register and Jinki bursts out in laughter, only causing Jonghyun to look even more hurt.
“You’re the worst best friend ever!” Jonghyun says and Jinki promises to buy him another Strawberry Daiquiri. Jonghyun sulks until Jinki promises to buy him one more.
The stranger has gone and Jinki can’t find him in the darkness of the club. The pick-up line (Jinki assumes it’s a pick-up line anyway) stays with him throughout the night as they get drunk.
Jonghyun is drunk before Jinki but that’s nothing new and Jinki watches him on the dance floor, disappearing in between taller people only to show himself again.
When they leave the club, they’re both drunk. Jinki is giggling in the night. He thinks he heard the lyrics as ‘farts farts farts’ before they left and for some reason, that’s hilarious to him and he can’t stop repeating it. Jonghyun is getting tired, slowly sobering up in the night air and he’s going to have a hangover before they arrive home. Jinki is blissfully unaware of Jonghyun’s misery, however, and he continues his giggling as he staggers home with Jonghyun at his side.
It’s 12 PM when Jinki wakes up the next morning. He’s tired and fatigued but doesn’t have a headache. He doesn’t feel nauseous either. That’s something he can’t say about Jonghyun, though.
“Shut up,” Jonghyun says as he cradles his head in his hands. Jinki just pats his hair a little in sympathy before he goes to find a glass of water for both of them. They spend the afternoon eating fast food and pitying themselves but it’s the best cure for a hangover.
“Meet my girlfriend!” Jonghyun says and looks fondly at a tall woman by his side. She smiles a little and bows politely to say hello to Jinki. Jinki just lifts his hand in a wave from where he’s sitting on the couch. Jonghyun frowns but both the girl and Jinki ignore him.
“You must be Minjung?” Jinki asks and the girl nods. Her dark hair falls into her eyes and she fumbles a little with the short bob-cut before she gives up. Jonghyun gently removes the hair and fixes it behind her ears.
“Yeah and I’m guessing you’re the worst best friend, Jinki?”
Jinki snorts and almost chokes on the sip of coke he has just taken.
“Fuck you Jonghyun,” he says when he’s done coughing. Jonghyun just smirks a little.
From: Minjung
Hey Jinki. Jonghyun says he wants to invite you to our housewarming but he doesn’t have the guts to do it so I’m doing it for him. Songijeong-ro 6-gil 105. You have to be here.
From: Jonghyunnie
Don’t come to our housewarming, you ungrateful, single gremlin.
From: Jonghyunnie
Thanks for helping with the furniture btw.
From: Jonghyunnie
Minjung says you’re allowed only if you bring beer
From: Jonghyunnie
and a bottle of champagne
To: Jonghyunnie
Fuck off.
Jinki doesn’t know a lot of people when he steps inside Jonghyun and Minjung’s new shared home. Most of them, he guesses, are Minjung’s friends. Jonghyun doesn’t have a large social circle but it has never been a problem for him. Jinki is handed a beer and he introduces himself to a few of the people there. Jonghyun’s sister is there as well so Jinki clings to her. At least she’s a known face.
“Were do you hide your wings?” an unknown voice suddenly asks behind him, so close to his ear that Jinki can feel the hot breath on his skin. But when he turns around, all he sees is a back dressed in a black shirt disappearing into a group of people. Sodam laughs beside him.
“What a cheesy pick-up line,” she says and drinks from her beer. Jinki shrugs a little.
“Guess he wasn’t too curious since he didn’t stay around to get an answer.”
He forgets the stranger as the evening goes on and he gets more to drink.
From: Jonghyunnie
Vogue just called, they want to put you on the cover
To: Jonghyunnie
Wtf?
From: Jonghyunnie
That wasn’t me!!!!!
To: Jonghyunnie
Sure
From: Jonghyunnie
!!!!!
From: Jonghyunnie
I would never. Kibum did it.
To: Jonghyunnie
Sure
Jinki cracks his neck and walks down the hallway. He’s on his way to class, bag slung over his shoulder when he bumps into another man. The other man is taller than Jinki, slightly so. He has black hair that looks fluffy and feline eyes with an intensity Jinki has never seen before. His face is sharp yet soft and his cheeks show dimples as he smiles. His style is impeccable and Jinki feels like less as he stands in front of him.
“Are you okay?” the stranger asks and Jinki feels like his legs are unstable beneath him. He stammers his yes and avoids looking at the other man now that he is done drinking in his looks. The stranger is gorgeous, possibly the most handsome man Jinki has ever seen. He beats Jonghyun by a thousand miles and most people acknowledge that Jonghyun is very good-looking. This guy is definitely other-worldly. He has to be.
“Good. Are you going that way?”
The stranger points down the hallway, towards the science classes and Jinki nods a little.
“Yes, I’m… I am…”
Jinki scolds himself internally for stumbling over his words again. This is stupid. He should be better than that but then the stranger smiles and Jinki feels like melting in a puddle on the floor again.
“Oh. Nice! Enjoy your classes then.”
With those words the stranger steps around Jinki and takes a few steps away in the opposite direction of where Jinki has to go. Jinki turns around on his spot and looks at the stranger’s back disappearing down the hallway.
“I’m Jinki!” he says after him and then regrets. Stupid Jinki, stupid. The stranger turns around and sends him a smile that has Jinki’s heart beating faster than it should, however.
“Hello Jinki.”
Then he disappears around a corner and Jinki has to fight against sinking to the floor.
Minjung laughs.
“You crush on people easier than Jonghyun!” she says and Jonghyun frowns and crosses his arms over his chest offended. Minjung pulls at his hand until he releases it and she can link their fingers. She doesn’t take back her words, though. Jinki sighs a little and leans over the table in defeat.
“I knoooow.”
Jinki wasn’t supposed to crush on a stranger bumping into him. Jinki has been single for years, to the point of everyone believing he was asexual because of his lack of romantic relationships. Even Jinki had started thinking he was asexual.
Well, that is until he met the stranger in the hallway because now he knows he is definitely not asexual. He wants to see the stranger again, he wants to meet him again.
Another girl joins them at their table and steals Minjung’s apple. Minjung steals Jonghyun’s banana instead of taking the apple back from her best friend.
“What’s with him?” Taeyeon asks and nods towards Jinki. Jinki just groans.
“He’s in love,” Jonghyun says and Jinki sits up straight in his seat.
“Oooooh,” Taeyeon says and smiles. “So you’re not ace, huh?”
Jinki just frowns at her and steals the apple from her.
“You must be the reason for global warming because you’re hot,” a stranger says and Jinki turns around to stand face to face with the man.
“Actually it’s primarily because of too much carbon dioxide in the atmosphere,” he says.
When he recognises the man and the words he has just spewed in his tipsy state, he blushes tomato-red and wants to hide. In front of him stands the other-worldly stranger that he bumped into two weeks ago. Except right now they’re at a party, they’re probably both drunk and Jinki just answered his pick-up line with science. Jinki hasn’t been this embarrassed since he went to kindergarten.
The stranger widens his eyes and then starts laughing.
“I didn’t think you would respond,” he says when he finishes laughing. Jinki wants to sink into the floorboards and disappear. “My name’s Kibum.”
Jinki takes a deep breath and tries not to think about what he looks like.
“Jinki,” he says and hopes he does well. Kibum sends him another smile that has his knees weak.
“I know.”
The grass is wet with dew but the night sky is clear and the stars are calming him. Jinki has found plenty of constellations but he still hasn’t found his favourite and he can’t go inside before he finds it. He doesn’t notice the person laying down beside him in the summer evening until the other person moves closer and they’re suddenly touching.
Jinki turns his head and stares into the most beautiful brown eyes. He hadn’t notice how beautiful Kibum’s eyes are before now. Now they’re transfixing him, making it impossible to look away.
“Your lips look so lonely…Would they like to meet mine?” Kibum asks in a whisper and Jinki smiles a little.
“Fuck yes,” he answers before he presses his lips to Kibum’s. Jinki is way too drunk.
“You know I saw you and Jonghyun in the nightclub 6 months ago,” Kibum says. Jinki raises an eyebrow and continues playing with Kibum’s fingers on his stomach. “I thought you were together and Jonghyun really is below you.”
Jinki blinks a little.
“Wait, did you tell me I dropped my standards then? Was it because of Jonghyun?”
The pink blush on Kibum’s cheeks gives him away. Jinki laughs.
“It was also me that asked about your wings at Jonghyun and Minjung’s housewarming,” Kibum says in a shy voice. Jinki lets go of Kibum’s hand and turns around in his embrace so he can look directly at Kibum.
“You never stayed around to get my answer,” he says and Kibum shrugs a little.
“I was shy. My friends told me that it would definitely work with that pick-up line but oh my god, it sounded horrible when I said it out loud.”
Jinki chuckles.
“So for how long did you think I was hot?”
Kibum scoffs.
“That will stay my secret. I’m glad your personality is just as perfect as your appearance, though.”
They lie in silence, just looking at each other. Jinki loves Kibum. He’s confident and cheeky. He’s shy and embarrassed. He’s a walking contradiction but he’s perfect in every possible way. Everything he does is beautiful because it is exactly what makes him Kibum.
“You know, my lips won’t just kiss themselves…” Kibum says after a few minutes of silence and Jinki shakes his head fondly before he closes the distance between them and lets his lips meet Kibum’s.
#onkey#fic#mine#romance#shinee#side!jongho#het!jongho#key#onew#some kind of college!au#yes#jinki is the worst best friend ever and i love him#jonghyun is a good bean even though he's also pretty silly#cheesy pick-up lines are cheesy
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HOLY SHIT IS THAT [ Alycia Debnam Carey ]?! Oh, wait it’s just [ Reagan Weston ]. Damn, [ she ] looks good for [ 19 ], good thing that they’re [ fluid], I might have a chance. I hear that they call them the [ adventurer ] of the [ North Side ]. I guess that’s because they’re [ Spoiled ] and [ Honest ]. But I don’t think a lot of people know that they’re also [ Reserved ] and [ Addicted ]. Can’t wait to see what kind of trouble [ Jul/22/GMT/ - ] will bring.
01. BASICS
Full Name: Reagan Weston
Nickname: Rea
Sex/Gender: Female
Birthday: January 20th
Age: 19
Astrological Sign: Aquarius
Occupation: College student, majoring in visual arts.
Spoken Languages: English
Sexual Orientation: Fluid
Birthplace: Riverdale
Relationship status: Single
02. PHYSICAL TRAITS
Hair Color/Style: Brown, mid-length
Eye Color: Green
Face Claim: Alycia Debnam Carey
Height: 5′5
Weight: 121
Tattoos: birthday in roman numerals along her right wrist and with a quote on the left one, also serendipity on her left upperarm
Piercings: her ears.
Unique Attributes: her lips and eyebrows.
Defining Gestures/Movements: playing with her hair, whether it’s running her hand through it, or wrapping her finger around a free strand of hair
Posture: very proper until drunk or nervous.
03. PERSONALITY TRAITS
Pet Peeves: biting your nails and cutting the line
Hobbies/Interests: her truck, parties and tumblr
Special Skills/Abilities: art, both sketching, painting and sculpturing
Likes: cats, skiing and easy conversations
Dislikes: judgmental, manipulating people and hypocrites
Insecurities: not being enough, caring too much and letting the wrong people into her life
Quirks/Eccentricities: bouncing her leg when stressed and/or nervous.
Strengths: easy going, honest, quick learner, great at art.
Weaknesses: reserved, daddy’s girl, naive.
Speaking Style: normal teenager.
Temperament: comes easy when the right buttons are pushed
04. FAMILY & HOME
Immediate Family: Father and Brody Weston.
How do they feel about their family? Reagan always wants to make her dad proud, being a real daddy’s girl who never dares to stand up to him. That also means hiding a whole side of herself from him, knowing it wouldn’t go over so well. She adores her brother, but they have a typical sibling relationship where they banter each other on and such.
How does their family feel about them? Her dad adores her and spoils her, thinking she’s a perfect straight a student, who’d never do anything he’d be disappointed in. She isn’t sure how Brody feels, but hopes he’d be there for her in the same way she is for him.
Pets: none, but she’d love to have a cat.
Where do they live? North side of Riverdale.
Description of their home: It’s a giant place with clean cut lines and expensive furniture, looks like something right out of a magazine.
Description of their bedroom: It’s not personal in anyway, except for a corner that’s filled with painting materials and other misc for her major. She’s got a huge comfy bed, a walk in closet and desk for homework/sketching.
05. THIS OR THAT
Introvert or Extrovert?
Optimist or Pessimist?
Leader or Follower?
Confident or Self-Conscious?
Cautious or Careless?
Religious or Secular?
Passionate or Apathetic?
Book Smarts or Street Smarts?
Compliments or Insults?
Pajamas or Lingerie?
06. FAVORITES
Favorite Color: green
Favorite Clothing Style/Outfit: skinny or boyfriend jeans, sneakers and a pretty top, otherwise a dress and heels.
Favorite Bands/Songs/Type of Music: loves underrated music
Favorite Movies: more a series kinda girl, at the moment it’s Salem
Favorite Books: None
Favorite Foods/Drinks: Chinese and pepsi max, or a strawberry daiquiri
Favorite Sports/Sports Teams: None.
Favorite Time of Day: Night time.
Favorite Weather/Season: Winter
Favorite Animal: Otters
07. MISCELLANEOUS
Fears/Superstitions: heights, clowns and dying too young
Political Views: a mix of socialism and liberalism
Addictions: cocaine, amphetamine and weed.
Best School Subject: Art
Worst School Subject: English
School Clubs/Sports: Track and Field
How does she get money? Her father.
How is she with technology? good with digital art, but beyond that normal.
08. PAST & FUTURE
Fondest Memory: all their ski vacations, it’s when she feels the most free and together with nature.
Deepest, Darkest Secret: She’s addicted to cocaine, amphetamine and weed. Though people have seen her take such things, they’d never know how deep in she is.
Dream Vacation: Renting a small cabin on the slopes with someone she loves, or her friends, going skiing every morning to late in the after noon and then coming back for cocktail and Jacuzzi time.
Best thing that has ever happened to this character: Getting her G-wagon, she’d wanted one ever since she was a kid and it’s a day she’ll forever remember. The best part was knowing her father was so proud he just handed her it.
Worst thing that has ever happened to this character: Being so stressed with homework and being perfect that she turned to drugs and now she’s hooked.
What do they want to be when they grow up? An artist who explores the world, same as she’s pursuing now.
Perfect Date: Chinese take out, chilling by the fire and drinking a good white wine.
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Rules: You were tagged to answer the questionnaire to get to know you better. After you answer, tag 20 of your followers.
Name: Jessica
Nickname: Tippy Toes
Zodiac Sign: Virgo
Height: 5'5"
Orientation: Hetero or bi (not sure yet)
Favorite Fruit(s): Strawberry, apple, watermelon
Favorite Season: Spring, not too hot, not too cold
Favorite Book(s): The Shining (or basically any Stephen King), The Count of Monte Cristo, MiddleMarch, John Adams....too many to list.
Favorite Flower(s): Lilac and just any pretty ones.
Favorite Animal(s): Dogs, and a lot of other animals
Favorite Beverage: pop, sweet tea, strawberry daiquiri
Average Hours of Sleep 7 or 8.
Favorite Fictional Characters:Aph Sweden (hetalia) Blaine (I zombie), Bobby )supernatural), Khamala Khan (ms marvel), the Hulk and way too many
Number of Blankets You Sleep with: 1 to 3 depending on the weather.
Dream Trip: Boston Mass for Pax and to see a friend
Number of Followers: 440, but tbh I don’t interact with many. quite a few must be inactive or just don’t bother to unfollow me after my interests changed
A- Age: 27
B- Birthplace: Indiana
C- Current time: 8:55pm
D- Drink you last drank: pop
E- Easiest person to talk to: my best friends
F- Favorite song: When will you die by They might be giants
G- Grossest memory: can’t really think of one.
H- Horror yes or no? YES
I- In love? no and I’ve never been.
J- Jealous of people?all the time. mostly those more successful or attractive
K- Killed someone? Never
L- Love at first sight or should I walk past again? Nope. if so only rarely
M- Middle name: Lynn
N- Number of siblings: 8
O- One wish? to have a decent job
P- Person you last called?my sister
Q- Question you’re always asked:how are you?
R- Reason to smile: I survived a terrible car wreck last year
S- Song you last sang: When will you die?
T- Time you woke up: 7 am
U- Underwear color: black
V- Vacation:New York to see a play and go shopping
W- Worst habit: chewing my nails
X- X-rays: too many to count after the car wreck
Y- Your favorite food: anything unhealthy
This time around I choose to tag no one, but if any of my followers would like to do this then feel free to do so! You can also say I tagged you if you like c:
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Ward 8 Cocktail - A Sweet and Whiskey Sour Political Drink
Ward 8 Cocktail Sours Election Night
The winds of political change swept the Ward Eight cocktail into the hands of Democratic politician Martin Michael Lomasney in November 1898. The drink's recipe is said to have been created by Tom Hussion at Boston's esteemed Locke-Ober Cafe, located a few blocks below the southern tip of the then thumb tack shaped eighth ward, across Boston Common on Winter Place, where Mr. Lomasney had just won enough election votes to represent the notoriously corrupt Ward 8 district.*
Or was it? See below.
This sweet and (whiskey) sour cocktail is a fairly easy home bar recipe to make and the opposing flavors of the Ward Eight drink mimic the ideological struggles of the left and right (in spirit anyway). So even if you live in a side-winding, incomprehensible, Rorschach test looking, gerrymandered voting district drawn up to guarantee the winning outcome, the sweet taste of absolute political victory there is sure to be offset by sour election results elsewhere outside the lines. Cheers!
Especially popular where it originated, Bostonians over-indulging in same, find the crowded streets of their city beautifully adapted for going home.
~ Irvin S. Cobb 1934
Behind The Bar
Ward Eight Drink Recipe:
1 ½ oz rye whiskey
2 tsp fresh lemon juice
2 tsp fresh orange juice
1 tsp grenadine ( pomegranate syrup )
1 maraschino cherry (optional)
Fresh squeeze lemon and orange sections in a citrus juicer. Add both of the juices, the rye whiskey and the grenadine to a cocktail shaker with ice.† Shake vigorously and strain into a chilled V for victory glass. Garnish with maraschino cherry, if desired.
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A Local Will Demonstrate
Seems almost required to show a Ward Eight video made by Mr. Boston. Don't you think?
More old school. Simple syrup instead of OJ. No mineral water.‡
So Who Really Invented The Ward Eight Cocktail?
Who knows?
The story above is the most widely circulated and certainly the juiciest. After all, who doesn't like a juicy story?
Its a lot of fun to tell and that's probably why it gained traction. However, here are two others and some additional details for the first. You be the judge.
Mahatma Brandy
Or, whiskey in this case.
At least when referring to the drink. Its a word play on Mahatma Gandhi, with regards to Lomasney and the cocktail named after the political district he led.
Mr. L was seen as a God by the local people he cared for and influenced, so when Boston Post cartoonist Norman stopped calling him "the boss" and started using "the Mahatma of Ward 8," he was very happy.1 Not sure how he liked his caricature on the right though.
Its probably more of a reflection of the power hungry politician he was than a caregiver concerned with providing food, clothing, shelter and jobs to the large population of immigrants in his district.
Martin Lomasney is said to have run the Eighth without any subsidized corruption and attended Catholic masses outside of his Ward in an effort to separate church and state.2 He certainly pretended to go to great lengths to appear to be pure. However, there's just one thing.
He had the goods on everyone!
When a favor for a favor wasn't enough, that infamous safe he kept locked behind his desk at the Hendrick's Club was full of dirt on everybody who was anybody and all those who may be someday. You know that must have also included compromising details on his main rivals like James Michael Curley, John F. 'Honeyboy' Fitzgerald and Thomas W. Flood. Money may not have exchanged hands, but secrets were kept secure only as long as the votes were cast as he directed.
Can you say blackmail?
🍸 Cocktail-wise, as far as who made what & why—there's more to the story.
The most popular account, as mentioned above, was actually the third of the three main stories floating around to surface in print. Locke-Ober bartender Tom Hussion is cited in a 1951 Holiday Magazine article as the 1898 architect of the Ward 8 cocktail as a way to toast Martin's election victory that year.3
But, that may not be the case.
The part about Lomasney's election anyway. Although he did serve as an alderman, a state representative and a state senator; in 1898 he was a district chairman of the Democratic Party and pulled a dirty trick on his opponents that almost backfired.
In charge of organizing the nominating convention, he scheduled the assembly for 4:30 pm at the Maverick House hotel in East Boston, five miles across the harbor from the State House, where the candidate's name had to filed by a 5 o'clock deadline that same day. Lomasney's and Mayor Josiah Quincy's contingents both tried stalling each other with various tactics.
The Hendrick's Club crew even joined a funeral procession to avoid road blocks on the way. Once there, the tiny room reserved was too small (by design) for both groups so the North End crowd had to meet elsewhere, causing another delay.
Nominations took only minutes and the race was on.
Messengers for each faction first traveled by tugboat and ferry, respectively. Then both pedaled furiously up the hill on bicycles until Mayor Quincy's cyclist broke his chain and had to run the last mile causing him to lose.
Now there's a reason for the eighth precinct to celebrate!
What's funny though is Lomasney wasn't a drinker. Maybe that's why its called the Ward 8 cocktail and not a namesake drink in his honor.
As yet another side note, its rumored that Hussion didn't start working over at Locke-Ober until 1900 so that casts a little doubt for some as well. Unable to find any information that supports or disproves this though.
So, let's go on to the next claim.
Pub Crawl
Puritan Club bartender Charlie Carter wrote Ward 8 drink history as the first mix master said to have concocted this cocktail. At least according to his 1934 letter to G. Selmer Fougner's "Along the Wine Trail" in the New York Sun where he claimed the credit himself for inventing it to celebrate a 1903 Lomasney election victory. Whether it was an office seat or a ballot issue; his own initiative or another whose outcome he influenced is unknown. This date also causes some to wonder.
Apparently its a popular name for guys who paint the town red though, since actor Charlie Carter stars as painter brother Paul, years later, in the 2012 movie Pub Crawl about some friends in Edinburgh, Scotland who go on a bar tour after one of them wins a bet on the Grand National horse race. Go figure.
Kane Is Able
The second person given credit for creating the Ward Eight was a famous bartender at Locke-Ober's named Billy Kane.
Billy's dead and laid in grave, and all his bones are rotten, but his Ward Eight will pick you up when Billy's long forgotten.
Recognition was given years later in 1940.4
History Of The Ward Eight Drink Recipe
Timeline of Major Milestones
1906 - The Ward 8 cocktail is first mentioned as being on the menu at Boston's Winter Palace Hotel a.k.a. Frank Locke's using Sirop de Grenadine made from pomegranate juice.5
1907 - All the mouth watering ingredients were originally fully listed as French grenadine, lemon juice, powdered sugar, whiskey and soda garnished with lemons, oranges, pineapples and strawberries. No measurements or proportions though.6
1912 - 1st Ward Eight drink recipe was printed as the juice of one lemon, 1 tbs sugar, 1 tbs grenadine syrup, 1/2 glass rye and Apollinaris sparkling mineral water strained into a goblet with ice and garnished with fruit.7
1914 - The Santa Clara Company serves notice in the Boston Globe newspaper saying they own and control the brand "WARD 8." Price is $1.00 a bottle, $10.00 a case. Their trademark to the word and numeral asserts use since approximately November 1912 and is said to consist of compounds of whisky, grenadine, rock candy syrup and lime juice.8
1922 - Orange juice replaces sparkling water as an ingredient.9
1924 - Canadian whiskey in particular is specified.10
1933 - Initial use of bourbon in a written recipe.11
1934 - Several dashes each of orange bitters and creme de menthe are added to the mix. Directions call for substituting fresh mint sprigs instead of creme de menthe when available.12
1934 - Esquire Magazine lists the Ward 8 as one of the 10 Best Cocktails Of The Year along with the Champagne Cocktail, the Daiquiri, the Dry Martini, the Harvest Moon, the Old Fashioned, the Old Fashioned Dutch, Planter's Punch, the Vermouth Cassis and the Vodka Cocktail.
Ward 8 Hosts A Political Cocktail Party
Hope your candidate wins. Be prepared for a long night.
If you plan on having your home bar host a political cocktail party on election night to celebrate whatever outcome it is you'd like to be celebrating, then the Ward Eight drink recipe should probably be on the left side of the menu. Don't forget to offer some politically biased beer choices as well.
BTW: This does appear to be the city's only classic cocktail, so why wait every two to four years to partake. You've got the Bruins ice hockey, Celtics basketball, Patriots football, Red Sox basketball and Revolution soccer teams to celebrate on a professional sports level and too many collegiate programs in the area to even list. Not to mention everything else that's great in Olde Towne.
To the good times!
Drinks Similar To The Ward 8 Cocktail
Bermuda Bouquet - apricot brandy, gin and triple sec win enough votes to replace rye whiskey.
Bunny Mother - a sugar sweetened vodka Ward Eight Cocktail with a splash of orange liqueur as well.
California Lemonade - blended whiskey, lemon and lime juice, powdered sugar and grenadine topped with carbonated water.
Chapala Cocktail - a tequila Ward 8 drink with a rain drop of orange flower water.
Chimp In Orbit - a high proof Tortuga minus the lime juice.
Crow Cocktail - Scotch whisky, lemon juice and grenadine.
Double Standard Sour - rye whiskey, dry gin, lime juice, sugar and raspberry syrup with a squirt of seltzer on top.
Eureka / Pink Garter / Gin & Sin Drink - a gin Ward-8. The Texas Fizz adds Champagne or soda to these recipes.
Hoffman House Fizz - gin, lemon juice, OJ, sugar, maraschino liqueur, cream, and grenadine topped with soda.
Hotel Drake Vesuvius - a sweet gold and Jamaican rum Ward Eight recipe garnished with fruit in season and a mint sprig.
100% Cocktail - an Eighth Ward mixed with Swedish punch instead of rye or Canadian whiskey.
Knickerbocker Special / Pikaki - a pineapple spear gets muddled in the district's drink and rums up the election.
Lone Tree Cooler - gin, dry vermouth, fresh orange and lemon juice, sugar and grenadine filled with soda or ginger ale.
New York Sour - rye whiskey, lime juice, sugar and grenadine.
Rabbit's Foot Cocktail - light rum brandies about the voting district drink.
Robson Drink - rye not try some Jamaica rum instead?
Scottish Guards - follows a similar theme with Scotch whisky replacing the rye.
Show Boat Drink - egg white caps.
Tonga Punch - light rum, brandy, curacao, passion fruit liqueur, lemon juice, OJ and grenadine.
Tortuga Tiki Tipple - rum(s), Italian vermouth, curacao, crème de cacao, grenadine and juices of lemon, lime and orange.
Welcome Stranger Cocktail - brandy, gin and Swedish punch substitute for rye whiskey in the original.
Whiskey Daisey - rye or bourbon whiskey, lemon juice, sugar, grenadine and optional egg white.
Winberry Drink - let the spirit change to bourbon and Amer Picon.
More cocktails and drinks that start with W.
References
* - Social History - The Traditional past and Locke-Ober... still the Boston Brahmin dining retreat!
† - many interchange bourbon whiskey as one in the same, but the original recipe called for rye.
‡ - Old Mr. Boston was a local distillery located in the Roxbury neighborhood of Boston, Massachusetts from 1933 to 1986 which now houses a number of different city government agencies.
1 - Leslie G. Ainley, Boston Mahatma (Boston: Bruce Humphries, Inc. Publishers, 1949), 4. Print.
2 - A. D. Van Nostrand, "The Lomasney Legend." The New England Quarterly, December 1948: 435-458. Print.
3 - George Frazier, "There's More than Beans to Boston." Holiday, January 1951: 58. Print.
4 - Eleanor Early, A New England Sampler (Boston: Waverly House, 1940), 371. Print.
5 - Amy Lyman Phillips, A Bachelor's Cupboard - Crumbs Culled from the Cupboards of the Great Unwedded (Boston & London: John W. Luce & Company, 1906), 154. Print.
6 - 1907 Boston Herald via.
7 - Holtz & Freystedt Co. Importers (New York: Holtz & Freystedt, 1912), 19. Print.
8 - Official Gazette of the United States Patent Office, Volume 211 (Washington: Government Printing Office, February 2, 1915), 277. Print.
9 - Robert Vermeire, Cocktails - How To Mix Them (London: Herbert Jenkins, 1922), 48. Print.
10 - Carlo Beltramo, Carlo's Cocktails and American Drinks (Geneva: 1924), 44. Print.
11 - A. E. P. Bird & William C. Turner, Cocktails: Their Kicks and Side-Kicks (New York: Read Printing Company, 1933), 28. Print.
12 - G. Selmer Fougner, Along The Wine Trail - An Anthology of Wines and Spirits (Boston: Stratford Company, 1935), 287. Print. Initially via letters to the New York Sun in 1934.
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