#drink at noon

[the-kitten69]

#weekends #stay in and watch movies #be productive #drink at noon #see where it takes me

[rocksanddeadflowers]

Only just now realizing that every verse in "Blood and Whiskey" ends with the word Whiskey and I'm obsessed

#realizing this by singing it out loud bc this and “tales to be told” are my fav drinking songs atm #the mechanisms #high noon over camelot #hnoc

[randombrowngirl]

Go Noles

#personal #me #my face #selfie #drunk #florida #outfits #hair #omg #noon games #fsu football #go noles #saturday #day drinking

[dawnbreakersgaze]

When the very first thing he does is make fun of you 😅🥴🥲

Like damn Zayne I haven't even gotten up yet cut me some slack 😩😭

#i legit cackled when he said that first thing when i opened the app #like bro was just waiting to ambush me #he's there wearing fratboy day drinking gear and im here sleeping until noon lmao we're quite the pair #lnds #love and deepspace #lads #l&ds #love & deepspace #zayne #zayne love and deepspace #gracing yall with my bedhead ♡

[beggars-opera]

I love advice videos from other cultures being like “never EVER do this innocuous thing. no particular reason why. it just offends the ancestors and we will judge you”

#like ok there are things that are truly considered rude or gross depending on culture #like haggling or not or like…idk blowing your nose in public #but when there’s debates over drinking cappuccino after noon or spreading brie on bread everyone needs to just simmer down

[historia-vitae-magistras]

Can I get a 20- this is all your fault? I feel fruk in this but would love to see what delicious ideas you have for anyone!

I am so gone. I don't know if this makes sense, but I TRIED. It's been so long since I wrote fruk, and what comes out? fluffy banter-filled Proto-smut. Not full frontal but definitely making out and intent. Rated F for the French (European, affectionate). Warnings for smut, victorian britain fake-prudery, some light dicking about. On ao3 here.

1840s, England

Arthur awoke not to sound but to its absence. The wind seemed to be dying; it no longer howled down the chimney with the force it had when he'd dosed off. He curled into Francis' back for a moment but made himself rise. He got out of bed, pulled on a dressing gown, shoved his feet into his slippers, took up the lamp, and lit it with much swearing. Francis huffed into the pillow and rolled over, looking harassed.

"Rosbif–" He said his voice thickening with irritation. "It is too early!"

"How would you know? You laze about until noon," Arthur shot back. Lately, Francis had been in one of his hedonistic moods, dressing like a dandy, painting strange art and drinking absinthe at all hours. One had to drink quite a lot of absinthe and rather a lot more whiskey to tolerate the philosophy of the continent. Francis stirred again, and his helix curls shone in the lamplight. Francis looked rather a grumpy, flustered state, and Arthur softened just a bit. There was always something so very endearing about Francis when he wasn't terribly sleek and polished. He let the ghost of a laugh whisper out of his mouth as he swooped to kiss the man on his mussed hairline.

"Come back to bed," Francis muttered, leaning in, reaching out, eyes heavy and dark with want and sleep. A slow, sleepy shag before breakfast was clearly on his mind. Francis made one of a number of his French noises, this one horny and perhaps a bit cold.

"I'm only off to the loo," Arthur lied. He fully intended to start his day. Francis muttered something about how he didn't fancy freezing to death in frozen rainy little England alone. Arthur pecked the foolish fop again and shut the bed hangings behind him. The velvet still rustled as he stepped into the dark hall and began his day.

____________

Well after sunrise, François appeared for breakfast in only his shirt and kissed him. Arthur turned his chin away, intent on drinking his tea.

“The English!” He cried. “You are so cold!”

Lifting his class like a beer bottle, he swung it as if to toast the King's good health. “Hence the lovely tea."

François made his offended noises.

“The English, honestly, you'd leave your mothers to die for a cup of Earl Grey!”

"Oh, do turn down the histrionics,” Arthur sighed. “Sit down, you fool. Let me have my tea and wake up properly before you renew your assaults on the dignity of England,"

François snorted and sat down. "My dear, there's no dignity to assault."

François, never content to sit and eat with anything so lowly as propriety, brought his seat to the same side of the table. He slid his arm around Arthur, his hand pulling along his jacket seam. Mediterranean warmth followed, and Arthur shuddered as François drew his fingers down, trailing the buttons ensuring a snug fit at the back of his waistcoat, and found his way to a sensitive spot along his spine at the small of his back. Arthur put down the tea. He picked it back up, looked left to ensure none of the children or servants were about, and leaned his head in for a quick kiss. A morning peck, that was all. But François' other arm looped around him and kissed his mouth open, gently deepening and pushing.

“For heaven's sake,” Arthur gasped into his jaw. “The children are about to. Have that custard you insist on calling chocolate and keep your hands to yourself.”

“Then let's go somewhere more private,” François whispered, punctuating it with another kiss.

“Not now,” Arthur pulled away. “I’ve things to do.”

“Do it later.”

“I can do you later,”

“You can do me now. And later. The children will still be there tomorrow!"

“Francis,”

“Has Mother England grown soft with her brood?” François teased good-naturedly, reaching down where England was certainly not soft. “You are frumpy now."

“I am quite happy with my—”

“Three year old suit,”

“Its new,” And, ah, there was the indignation, the spike of prideful lust François had been waiting for.

“Perhaps in England,” François sighed.

"It's more than serviceable,”

“For tending to your overly full nursery, mayhap,”

"It's Saville Row, quite bespoke.”

“For playing cricket with toddlers, perhaps.”

"It is so unbecoming, I must–

"For Christ's sake, my best colour is green. If you aren't pleased with this—”

“It is so unbecoming I must take it off you.”

“Ah, well, in that case. I cannot permit myself to offend any further.”

He drew Arthur closer, his fists in his collar. They were then standing, moving, kissing against the wall, back against the panelling, hands scrambling for a grip on the buffet. Arthur gripped his hair; they pushed from the furniture and began the entwined waltz up the stairs back to the privacy of the bedroom. He was practically biting at Arthur’s jaw when he heard footsteps, tiny tapping ones, the click of a small child’s shoes, a gasp, more footsteps, and silence. How had they gotten upstairs? No matter. The bedroom door clicked behind them. They stood in a beam of light. Arthur’s eyes were lit. His finest features always looked elegant in green, especially green wool with warm brown threads woven into it. The smirking English bastard knew it, too, taking him by the jaw and kissing him again.

“What were you saying about my suit?”

“It’s horrendous, and it is entirely your own fault I must rip it from you.”

“Please do."

#fruk #freng #hws england #hws france #Arthur and Francois || our most dear enemy #my writing || cacoethes scribendi #the ask box || probis pateo #Francois || temperee par des chansons #Matthew || my country is winter #ive been drinking since like noon so it IS WHAT ITI S

[365filmsbyauroranocte]

Stars at Noon (Claire Denis, 2022)

#Stars at Noon #Claire Denis #Margaret Qualley #Joe Alwyn #quote #drink #alcohol #politics #starbucks #2022 #democracy

[beaft]

i honestly feel like a different person now that it's summer like yes the mental illness is still extremely present but no longer do i wake up in the morning and say to myself "if it is raining for the tenth day in a row then i will stay right here till i rot down into bones"

#the difference is crazy #being able to sit in the garden... drinking cold drinks and eating ice cream... the smell of sunscreen... the light in the evenings #the smell of jasmine! bare feet on warm stone and cool tile! shadows at noon! wauuuughhhhh #be shh now

[lizardbrainlabs]

dw its a slushie in a pina colada cup

#cameron corrteks #psychonauts #psychonauts oc #razputin aquato #razputin 'i dont drink before noon' aquato #old ass tumblr post but i think its funny #and i need more excuses to draw cam #he doesn't care about cussing he just wouldnt put it past one of the psychonauts to give him that

[slutdge]

mmmmm something something i wasnt wanted as a child so now as an adult i overstay my welcome and am desperate for anyone to love me as much as i love them

#yeah noon seems like a good time to start drinking today #ptsd

[canneddolts]

#barney brie beier #my stuff #he glows red!!!! noone knows why not even me #current theories are radiation (but hes immune to uranium ore specifically) #eating off peoples abandoned plates & drinking stale open sodas in black mesa (not osha approved) #and he was j born like that #hes also a little warmer than usual #(i have a joke kinda where i raise the degrees every time i mention his temperature. it started at 138 F and is now at like 5 thousand????) #love him lots i talk a lot on my twitter but i dont wanna unprivate #uhhhmm twitter scares me

[kitnita]

my city is having its annual weeks long celebration of texas independence & i made everyone around us cheer when the isles didn’t get swept, just so We Are All Aware of the energy i will be taking into the stars game tonight

#zoe.txt #i have been drinking since noon which is honestly not as early as some other people !! so it’s all good !!! #when it’s this hot the only way to stay cool is via cider. like a medieval peasant who couldn’t trust the local water to stay hydrated

[ryuki-draws]

I am aggressively blowing a party horn at you in congratulatory gesture (congrats on the degree!)

Thank you so much!! I'm contently lying on the floor, completely still since yesterday when I came home after the defense

#ask #anonymous #okay that's a lie #I went to the second half of defenses today as a mental support to my classmates #we went for food and drinks afterwards #noone was kicked out and we took great pleasure in calling each other Miss Magistra™ #but yestreday when I came home rest assured I spaced out for a few hours :'D #it's been long several months ahaha #thank you everyone who left such nice tags and comments on the last post! #I appreciate it wholeheartedly ♥

[wildereader]

One week after starting/finishing Gideon the Ninth, I have finished, as of about half an hour ago, Harrow the Ninth.

Things I have now:

A headache

So many questions

I will be starting Nona later today.

#mckay reads #TO BE CLEAR the headache is not only from confusion (affectionate) but also from reading on my phone; not eating or drinking anything yet #(it’s noon rn for me); and also probably from not enough sleep but what else is new #2024 reads #the locked tomb #gideon the ninth #harrow the ninth #tamsyn muir

[loadedberetta]

official statement from the silly goofy headquarters: I'm so fucking back.

I'm 17 days clean, life is moving forward. not everything is sunshine and rainbows but I'm tired of the big sad.

with that being said: I promised an angst Johnny fic drabble for today (probably the only work I'll ever do where MW3 is canon lol); there's a part 2 of Apartment 10 waiting in my drafts for me to post too.

also did some maintenance, blocked and unblocked some people (pats on the head for the ones who learned to include their age in their bio and a side-eye to the people who have minor in their bio and still decide to follow me anyway, I just get to mash the block button)

and also thank you for the kind words and interaction while I was gone, really kept my spirits up <3

#this post was made by the unemployed droupout gang #noone cares berry #lemme know if I missed anything #and drink y'all's water!!!!

[athousandmorningss]

deeply in love with and grateful for my life.

#Woke up at 9 and came back to bed to read drink coffee and snuggle my cat #Listen to some hand drum music #It's not even noon and I've had 3 orgasms like #I'm so grateful I'm still alive!