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grapejuicestyless · 4 months

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Pomegranates

Harry Styles x fem!reader

Summery: Y/n is naive and Harry knows it. She is so easy to fool, so easy to change. Her heart, something meant to be a gift is her curse. And it only hurts her in the end. Based off of pomegranate symbolism.

ANGST(what else am I good for)

How selfish the world is. To allow a person, so sweet and soft. To give love, share love with whomever they choose. Only to let another mutilate the heart that was once full.

To let the wicked taint the pure and the cruel diminish the kind. It was a sick thing, but something that would never be changed. While you could avoid the easily detectable, sometimes flaws came out over time. As you peel back the layers, you submerge yourself into the mess you let yourself make. And over time, you begin to wonder if it’s truly worth it.

Y/n really liked pomegranates. She told Harry that on their first date. Rapid fire questions between the two of them, candle light dinner and a glimmer in their eyes. More than that, something she was too shy to share out loud, she found that she really liked his eyes. How green they were. They truly were captivating, in a way she had never experienced before.

She liked the way his toothy grin made her feel excited. How his hands would ghost over her skin and leave goosebumps in their wake. When he whispered those sweet nothings to her, she felt nothing but desire for her lover beside her. His hot breath by her neckline and his possessive touch.

When her friends warned her they were moving far too fast, she shrugged them off, scoffing and teasing about love and jealousy. She didn’t see an issue with their pace. How quickly she’d moved in, how quietly she’d distanced herself from everyone else. Harry had told her that they were no good friends. Real friends wouldn’t try to pry and break apart relationships. He whispered in her ear about jealousy and selfishness. And the sparkle in his eyes and the way his arms wrapped tighter around her made Y/n believe him somehow.

It was the start of the end, and Y/n could not see it.

But it was in her nature. Born to become someone who nurtured, not to be nurtured. With her well spoken tongue and her infectious laughter. Her trusting heart and foolish soul. Everyone always knew she was destined for a life of happiness, even if it was under false pretenses.

Merely ten months into their relationship, when Harry got down properly on one knee, declaring his love to her with tears in his eyes and a shaky voice, Y/n proudly put the rock on her finger and smiled with such innocence it was certain the girl was unaware of the suffering that would come.

Her parents warn her that he’s no good. That under all his affection there’s a wicked man with a sinister smirk and a list of hurting people. Her friends tell her she’s making a mistake. And only three of her friends come to the wedding.

She doesn’t understand why, at first. Each morning, he greets her with a kiss, raspy morning voice mumbling about how he still can’t process that she is finally his. At night, he has her beneath him, puffs of air escaping their mouths and lips locking together messily. She’s never felt more loved. He’s a loving man who treats her right, so why is their love so disapproved of?

She had a kind spirit, a trusting heart, and a foolish soul. It was obvious. An innocent little thing. Something so easy to take advantage of, to manipulate.

Y/n loved pomegranates, so she should’ve known. The more you peel back the layers, the messier it gets.

Soon, the sweet nothings turn to dead silence. And bodies pressed together with no room to breathe turns to backs facing each other and prayers from Y/n that he will once again show her the same affection that he once had for her.

Silent prayers turn to countless efforts to catch his attention. Home cooked meals, new dresses, new perfumes. She’s nearly there. Peeling back pieces at a time. She’s craving the sweetness she once had before. The sweetness she believes is still there. Somewhere in an undiscovered space.

It consumes her until she has nothing left to change, nothing left to give. She has done all the work, put in all the effort. Harry has ripped her apart and taken all the sweetness she had to offer. He has left behind a distant, heartbroken woman. Only the husk left behind from what once was.

When he kisses her goodnight, he doesn’t even notice the difference in her eyes. The cloudiness or the way her smile lines have turned to frown lines. Her eyebrows have wrinkles in front of them and her skin by her nails is picked and pulled completely raw.

He doesn’t notice because he doesn’t care. Because he doesn’t have to work for it anymore. She’s already his. Completely and forevermore.

Harry thought it was amusing, the whole situation. How she’d bent to his will. Made the mess for him, peeling back each layer of skin until the fruit was left bare and vulnerable to him. And she let him take it all without a fight.

On their first date, Y/n had mentioned how much she loved pomegranates. Promised she would slice and peel them just so he could have a taste. She raved about the sweetness inside. Harry didn’t think it was worth the mess.

And he still didn’t.

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majeoeje · 4 months

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Cut me open

Hu tao x reader

If i close my eyes, then maybe i could convince myself it was all just a bunch of pomegranate seeds

TW:blood, gore, cannibalism, cutting, knife

"You shouldn't be here" you said to her, though you continued to chew not bothering to spare her a glance. You admired how she didn't even flinch hearing the crunch that erupts from your meal

Her eyes wander onto the gory scene.

it all reminded her of pomegranates

Pomegranates.

Yes that's it. The continues sickly crunch that erupts from your chewing can't be anything else other than pomegranate seeds. The continues slash must come from you peeling the fruit layer by layer and the liquid that pools the floor in the floor and stains parts of your body was none other than the juices that comes from the fruit

Maybe if she closed her eyes she could convince herself more of that ideal picture in her head

"Hey" you voiced out suddenly, startling hu tao out of her internal crisis. "Are you alright dear? You've been standing there for a while" such a sickly sweet tone. Guilt arose from her chest knowing how it could lure her in your arms at any given moment

"No i'm quite fine, i'm just thinking how the parlor have some more work to do now" Hu tao finally says sitting in front of you eyeing the fresh corpse in front of you and watching carefully as you eat. You didn't question it, continuing your feast

She gripped her sleeves, feeling a sick twist of jealousy of the dead body, it swirled in a typhoon of guilt in her stomach, echoing and blurring her vision. Really, she wish it was her they cut open layer by layer. Maybe by then someone at least could hope to comprehend her soul

Though some parts of herself was scared that if you were to look inside, you'd be disappointed by how hollow and rotten she really is

She really was fucked up

"I apologize you have to see this Tao" maybe if it weren't by the blood covering most of your face, she would've been more relieved hearing you sound so calm calling her by a nickname you gave as if you hadn't eaten someone right in front of her

"It's...alright.." she sighed. "You made quite a mess though" she inquired, wiping the blood of your face with her handkerchief carefully

Though as she did so you catched her hand in yours, you didn't miss how her hand flinched and trembled in your grasp

"Are you afraid of me, Taotao?"

She was. But there was an undescribeable exciting rush inducing adrenaline that she felt right in this moment

Right heren in your grasp, she's trailing between the lines of life and death

"No- my dear. One would never fright over the one they love" she caresses your hair, a feeling that she knew all too well, though it's as if her words passed from one ear to another as you eyed her

"Oh, your hand's a bit dirty my love" she took a glance at her bloodstained hand from her previously cleaning your face

You licked it. The warm feeling of your tounge sent shiver to her spine. She only hoped you didn't notice the blush that blooms on her cheeks at your affection accompanied with a hungry glare in your eyes as if saying that her fate will mirror the lifeless person beneath you

Was this truly it? Will you feast upon her right in this moment? Will this be her demise? Though dying in your lover's arms doesn't sound too cruel of a fate.

"What's with that expression? I won't eat you taotao" a giggle. Paired with a smirk as you kissed her new clean hand "how could i ever hurt my angel?"

Angel.....that nickname always felt off to her, she was far from it. How could an angel feel disappointed when you declared that you wouldn't harm an inch of skin in her body?

And how could you laugh as you toyed with her like this?

"Aww don't be dissappointed" you let go of her hand, grabbing a clean knife from your pocket

"What are you doing!?-" she stared in horror as you sliced the skin on the tip of your pointer and index finger

Without a warning, you placed it on her lips. Though hu tao kept it shut, mortified

"Open your mouth, dearest" she shook her head feeling sick to her stomach at your open flesh resting on her lips. Blood dripping to her clothes

Your expression didn't change as you hover over to face her more closely

"Hu tao" you called her name. For the first time in a while really "this is my devotion to you. My flesh, my blood, my soul, my whole being. i give to you. Will you accept it?"

Your last sentence echoed in her mind over and over. Your blood continues to drip down as she closed her eyes shut

. .

. . .

Pomegranates.

A/N: i've actually never ate a pomegranate before in my life, i just liked the metaphors ☺️☺️

#gender neutral reader #genshin impact #hu tao x reader #hu tao genshin impact #hu tao x you #liyue #genshin liyue #hu tao

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quitealotofsodapop · 6 months

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If all versions of Sun Luzhen love apples and hates peaches, what about the other Wukongverse kids? Any favourites? It'll be funny the peach loving Wukongs have half of their kids not liking peaches. The betrayal of genetics.

At least Heaven's Peach Gardens are safe from them... Or are they...?

Referencing this post about Luzhen loving apples and hating peaches.

LMK Xiaotian/MK has canonically expressed his love for stonefruit, so he probably loves peaches. I've seen hcs that he absolute fave though is apricots ("Not too big, not too mushy, just the right amount of cronch!"). This gets his Au counterpart the nickname Apricot.

Mei would love any fruit thats brightly coloured - kiwis being her fav for flavor alone, but dragonfruit is a close second.

Bai He is in the kid phase of "fruit is gross", but Macaque has managed to get her to enjoy frozen blueberries and strawberries.

The Eclipse Twins devour any fruit offered to them like little piranhas, but especially melons. Give them a red watermelon, and the end result looks like a crime scene.

Yuebei is a peach fiend like her baba. No stonefruit left unturned. Her twin brothers Jidu and Luohuo are a little different since they loudly prefer plums and mangos like Macaque.

Hib!Liuer is a peach-fiend like his adoptive dad/mentor. Fa Ming probably convinced the little monk to eat his fruits by telling him how much the Monkey King loved peaches.

Hib!MK/Xiaoyun has a predicament... he does like peaches and other stonefruit - but his fave fruit is pomegranate, a fruit that requires a lot of dexterity to enjoy. Dasheng only found out Xiaoyun had this issue when he caught the one-armed kiddo trying to peel a pomergranate with his feet. Pre-peeled pomegranate fruit/seeds are aa god-send for him.

Shui Lian (the white vixen in the HiB verse) loves most berries and tree fruits, but her favorite is cider apples (like irl foxes) which confuses anyone who eats one and gets a mouthful of super-sour rotten-tasting apple. More for her then :3

In the Reborn verse; Qi Energy/"Fruitie" is a little fruit glutton. As shown in the film; the little nature spirit noms on what appears to be breadfruit, longans, and apples while in the village market. He also eats to replenish his powers. In the reborn au; as Xiao Qi he's even worse. Ever since he's been introduced to stonefruit, he ravages peaches like they're going out of style. The parents still joke that he's a fruit cannibal.

The two wolf siblings (Zhu Yu and Ku Ai) that Reborn!SWK & LEM picks up are used to forest fruits like berries and the rare crabapple. Their favorites are blueberries, which they will literally jump into bushes for. They don't see what the big deal is with peaches.

And ofc you got the 5 Stone-Fruit Monkeys, who are all named for said fruits. More cases of "fruitie cannibalism" the pilgrims joke; as the five babies have declared the fruit they were named for to be "their fruit". Fights will break out if you attempt to feed anyone other than Xiaotao/Little Peach a peach. They all agree that dates are a neutrally-enjoyable fruit however.

Netflix!MK/Xiaoshi loves peaches, but Netflix!SWK actually doesn't care for them that much - bad experience with the poisoned one.

The twin pebbles love cherries, and again, crime scene occurs when left alone with a basket of them. They also love raw tomatoes.

The Heavenly Orchards may breathe a sigh of relief for now... until the different MKs get into the celestial realms and start getting hungry. Xiao Qi and Yuebei probably give a few immortals pstd flashbacks with their snack runs.

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oneweekoneband · 3 years

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shouldn’t gay taylor swift fans be given access to the original homophobic version of "picture to burn”? and other post-evermore reflection questions.

Did yesterday last twice as long as a regular day? Does anyone else feel like pulled taffy today or is that the four red wine spritzers I made myself with Sutter Home mini bottles of cab and cherry flavored seltzer? How long has it been since Taylor Swift has been to an Olive Garden? Is the part in “willow” where she’s like “You know that my train could take you home / anywhere else is hollow” about pegging? Does Taylor Swift understand even a basic sketch of the events of The Great Gatsby, a novel commonly assigned in school to teenaged children? Is Taylor implying on “marjorie” that her grandmother is a ghost? Is it weird of me to think it is nice that Taylor believes her grandmother is a ghost? Do I believe my grandmother is a ghost? Is it weird of me to think it is nice to wonder if maybe she might be? Is “gold rush” obviously for the Kaylors, or am I just being prejudiced against men’s theoretical right to be good looking? Last night I peeled myself up from a circle at the foot of the bed and poured hot sauce into canned minestrone soup when I realized it was already hours past dark. After it warmed on the stove I ate on our cramped front porch at the little painted table that is dirty all the time from just the air, I guess, even if you wipe it down twice a day, so when I see it I think of my lungs covered in dust too. But last night it was cool outside and I wanted to get as much air inside of me as possible, dirty or not, before the time came to crack southward at the waist, fall hard, with all my weight, down to my knees, and supplicate myself most disgracefully at the feet of the Lord’s most terrible daughter. The new Taylor Swift album became available at nine pm pacific time. Will there ever be salvation?

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Has Taylor Swift ever met up with high school friends in a bar over the holidays and wanted to cry a little the entire time, feeling a battle in her own body between the parts inclined to slide back into the shape of an old self to fit and the hardened parts that can’t? I don’t really think so! But with “’tis the season” she has written a song about fucking your ex while home for Christmas anyway, and it slaps. It is always a wonderful treat when this anthropomorphized Tiffany platinum tennis bracelet sits herself down and writes up a pretty little fiction about the small and ugly things that normal human people do. This is what makes “All Too Well”—a perfect piece of autofiction about her fake boyfriend Jake Gyllenhaal—so good, though if you say that in certain company the reaction is like you’ve shot a dog. When Taylor spins me some shit like this, like about parking out by the Methodist to meet up in those strange, stretchy days at the very end of December for theoretically casual sex that you’ll think about sadly on the plane when you go, I accept it like a pomegranate seed plopped on my tongue by Hades himself and I thank her. If I wanted to know who you were hanging with while I was gone, I would have asked you!!!!!!!!

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Why doesn’t Taylor just call this a bunch of b sides that didn’t fit right on folklore? That’s what it is. And why deny that? They’re largely very good b sides. I love “dorothea”. Do you love “dorothea”? Are you still the same soul I met under the bleachers???? If Taylor really is going to release a third part of this moody forest saga come March, will the government show some real leadership for once and declare a purge so that we the people might rise up and bring this despot to the justice she so richly deserves? Why is Taylor Swift the Patricia Clarkson in Sharp Objects to our sweating and shaking Amy Adams? Why do our mouths loll open helplessly to accept her poison spoon when proffered? Mama, please... Do you think, strictly within the cinematic universe of “no body, no crime (feat. Haim)”, wherein Olive Garden regular Taylor Swift avenges canonically murdered Haim sister Este by killing her husband and (my favorite bit) implicitly framing the mistress, that after all that is squared away she and alive Haim sister Danielle bang it out? Why did the lilting piano ballad, “champagne problems”, about refusing a marriage proposal from a college boyfriend make me cry this morning on my pathetic little walk around the neighborhood? Was I thinking of the night I was 22 when I said no and no and no then yes to a drunk boy asking me with flashlight eyes to give him a nonsense forever promise, which I did because I knew in the morning we’d have forgotten, or would pretend to? Is it because I know that night so well, can still feel and smell and see, though I never mentioned it to anyone, everything about the few hours in the dark where I fought sleep because it felt nice pretending I was someone I knew I couldn’t be? Or was it just because on Twitter someone made a video setting the song to clips of Sersh & Timmy frolicking together wearing the same vest in Little Women? Is “coney island (feat. The National)” the first duet between Taylor and a man that isn’t an atrocity and an attack or is that purely my Matt Berninger derangement disorder speaking? Is “coney island (feat. The National)” degrading my nervous system like a wasting disease even as we speak? Did I close my fist around something delicate???? Did I shatter you??????? Will my own horrible hand ever come out of the Arthur meme clenched fist into which it furiously curled when I first listened to the, yes, fine, extremely lovely “coney island (feat. The National)”??????? It’s been almost a full day and typing like this isn’t very efficient.

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Is “cowboy like me” my dual reward for fighting with so many annoying guys in my “The Cowboy in the American Imagination” class lo those many years ago and, plus, for always believing that country Taylor would never die for good? Did Taylor Swift watch Brokeback Mountain for the first time this year? Would Taylor Swift like me to email her a pdf of the Annie Proulx story? Does Taylor Swift want to buy me the too expensive D.S. & Durga “Cowboy Grass” perfume I’ve been coveting for years? Is all cowboy content inherently queer? Just kidding—that one isn’t a question. Now that Taylor is once more in the business of recreational yeehawing shouldn’t she, as a gesture of goodwill, make the forbidden original homophobic version of “Picture to Burn” available exclusively to those gay fans who wish to have it? (i.e. the elite gay fans with a sense of history and place.) Does she not owe us that much? Isn’t that really the only respectful thing to do? Is it not the very, very least this monster could do?

#taylor swift #folklore

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homedevises · 5 years

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jenguerrero · 6 years

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Twine Swine. It may be the perfect gift. You can hand it to your friend, and in your best Shakespearian theatrical style, loudly proclaim, “The Twine Swine be Thine!” as you thrust your arm skyward. Yeah, I know. That’s a picture from Braveheart, but my attention span wavered a bit looking for just the right Henry V shot. Or you could treat yoself. In that case, it would be more like Montgomery Burns drumming his fingers together and declaring quietly and creepily, “The Twine Swine is mine.” Either way, people will be happy.

Really, I think Twine Swine might have been invented by pigs who were sick of bacon trending, wanting to see people eat more chicken. They might have been inspired by the Chick-fil-a cows. I love roast chicken. Ina Garten makes a perfect roast chicken in Barefoot Contessa Back to Basics: Fabulous Flavor from Simple Ingredients. It’s lickable. Then I got Marcela Valodolid’s Casa Marcela: Recipes and Food Stories of My Life in the Californias. She sticks jalapeños under the skin of the roast chicken and it’s a total game changer. It’s not really spicy, just insanely flavorful. I played with their ideas, and it was like Ina’s chicken and Marcela’s chicken had a delicious, delicious baby. Here’s my Rock Star Jalapeño Roast Chicken and Vegetables.

Here’s the link to get your very own Twine Swine! They’re currently out of stock. <Gasp!> I emailed the seller and she said she’ll have them in a few weeks. You’ll have to just wish list that little guy for now. <If you live near a Buc-ee’s, I saw them in stock there!> I think I’m calling mine Wilbur. Piggy McSwine. Oinky. Curly. Mr. Pigglesworth. Grunty. I can’t decide.

Jen’s Rock Star Jalapeño Roast Chicken and Vegetables

1 5-6 pound chicken 2 Tablespoons butter, melted 8 Tablespoons olive oil 1 head garlic, 2 cloves minced, 2 left in their papery peels, and the rest peeled and halved 2 jalapeños, sliced thinly 1 red onion, roughly diced 2 small limes, one halved, and one cut into wedges for serving 2 pounds small Yukon gold potatoes, quartered 2 green bell peppers, roughly chopped 2 orange* bell pepper, roughly chopped 1/2 bunch fresh cilantro 1 1/2 Tablespoons kosher salt, plus more for sprinkling 1 teaspoon pepper, plus more for sprinkling

Remove and discard the bag of parts from inside the chicken. Wash the chicken, pat it perfectly dry, and salt and pepper the inside. Make sure there are no little pin feathers anywhere. That could wreck someone’s delicious bite of chicken.

Combine the butter, two Tablespoons olive oil, and the minced garlic. Loosen the chicken skin carefully with your fingers, and rub the mixture under the skin. Distribute half the jalapeño slices under the skin. (If you’re an eye rubber, you should totally pop on disposable gloves while handling the chiles so you don’t give yourself the unwelcome surprise of a burning eyeball later! They’re great for canning, dehydrating, and handling pomegranates and beets, too.) Rub one tablespoon of olive oil all over the outside of chicken, and give him a nice dusting of salt and pepper.

Guitarist Mick Taylor and singer Mick Jagger of the Rolling Stones performing on stage at the Deutschlandhalle in Berlin, West Germany on October 19, 1973. (Photo by Michael Putland/Getty Images)

Fill the cavity of the chicken with the lime halves, the two garlic cloves in their peels, one quarter of the onion, and half the cilantro (stems go in, too). Tie the legs together and tuck the ends of the wings under the body, like he’s doing a Mick Jagger dance. Set him on a little baking sheet and pop him in the fridge for at least 4 hours to dry out the skin a bit. You’ll be rewarded with a crispier chicken later. He can stay in their for a full day if that suits your timing better.

After 4 hours or a day……. Put a large cast iron pan in the oven and preheat the oven to 400°F (205°C for friends overseas).

Toss the potatoes, peppers, and the rest of the jalapeño, garlic, and onion with the rest of the olive oil, one and a half tablespoons of kosher salt (half that if you’re using table salt), and one teaspoon black pepper.

Put the veggies on a rimmed cookie sheet, or in a roasting pan, and place the chicken, breast side down in the middle of that piping hot cast iron pan.

Roast for about 40 minutes. Flip that chicken over. A sturdy pair of tongs and a big spatula are my tool of choice here. Stir the vegetables. Pop the chicken and veggies back in the oven and roast for about 40 minutes more, til an internal thermometer (don’t hit the bone!) says 165°. The time’s just a guideline. The internal temp will make sure you’ve got it just right! Baste that guy with the pan juices once or twice.

Put him on a lovely platter, surrounded by the vegetables, and sprinkle with the chopped cilantro and scatter the lime wedges about. I bring him to the table like that, and then carve him. Because he’s beautiful. You can carve him before you bring him to the table if you’re a more practical sort…. Yeah, I remembered to grab the cilantro and lime garnish *after* I snapped a pic…. Always, right?!

Shiraz, zinfandel, pinot grigio, and cold beer all play nicely with this chicken. Pineapple sprinkled with cinnamon sugar and roasted til its sweet delicious perfume is taking over your kitchen is a fine idea, too (1 Tablespoon sugar mixed with 1/2 teaspoon cinnamon, and popped under a hot broiler, rotating a few times, for about 15 minutes total). Delicious.

*I use orange bell pepper because it’s my favorite color, but it’s totally arbitrary. With the purple onion, it’s kind of lookin’ like Mardi Gras up in here. If you were making this for a Packer fan, you could use yellow, and there’d be nothing but green and gold as far as the eye can see. Or if you’re making this near Christmas, you could use red, and it would be a holly jolly looking dish. You do you.

Jen’s Rock Star Jalapeño Roast Chicken & Vegetables! The Twine Swine be Thine! Twine Swine. It may be the perfect gift. You can hand it to your friend, and in your best Shakespearian theatrical style, loudly proclaim, “The Twine Swine be Thine!” as you thrust your arm skyward.

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