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With Discretion - Holiday Special**
Here it is! I hope you guys like it. I really like how I ended this series and I hope you guys do too. Thanks for reading!
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WARNINGS: miscommunication/avoidance of issues, fear of commitment and doubt in relationships/partners, 69, face fucking and sitting, fingering, forced and multiple orgasms, unprotected sex, size kink, marking.
WC: 15.2k
Harry had been on a high for the near year you two had been together. Business was excellent, his firm was doing great and he had been able to unfold that deal with the schools in the area and the pilot of the internship program was doing really well. Of course, things with you had been a fucking dream. You were both thriving in your individual endeavors and of course, as a couple. The more time you spent together the more he thought about marriage. He’d always wanted to get married but of course, he was cautious with his love life and its future, but now the future he wanted felt far more tangible. You were everything he had wanted in a life partner. He was anxious to bring it up to you because inevitably, the question would be asked by both of your families about where you two saw this relationship going. Especially as the holidays approached.
He was thinking on this even more since your parents were coming to visit from California and it would be the first time he officially met them in the flesh. It goes without saying that Harry was absolutely nervous about it but he was looking forward to meeting them and spending time with them. He knew that they weren’t all that supportive of your marriage to Caleb, so he wanted to make the best impression possible so that they didn’t have a shred of doubt about what a future with him could mean for you. He had been there for a few conversations with your mom about how disappointed she was at the outcome of your marriage, she wasn’t condescending about it, but like any parent who felt they knew best from the start, she couldn’t help but hit you with that dreaded “I told you so” a couple times. The next time she said something like that to you, he wanted it to be under good circumstances, like your wedding day perhaps when he inevitably cried at the altar because of how breathtaking you’d look. His little daydream was interrupted by his office phone ringing.
“Mr. Styles, reception called, Y/n just arrived.” His new assistant, Corey, informed him over the line.
“Great! Thanks mate. Can you inform reception that I’ll be just a few minutes?” He assured and Corey confirmed before hanging up. He shot you a quick text to let you know that he’d be out soon. You were going to a late lunch and then doing some Christmas shopping, so his Friday would be ending early and he couldn’t be more thrilled to kick off his weekend plans with you.
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You were sitting in the reception area just looking through your phone while you waited for Harry to come down. You were quite enraptured with an email on your phone that you didn’t notice that Caleb was approaching you until he called your name.
“Y/N!” He greeted cheerfully and you glanced up from your phone to see him smiling down at you.
“Oh my god! Hi Cal, how are you?” You asked as you shot up from your seat and hugged him tight as he hugged you back.
“I’ve been doing well.” He smiled.
“I can see that! You look great.” You complimented him. He looked a lot more fit and well kept than the last time you had seen him, he had been struggling quite a bit then.
“Thanks, you too.” He smiled, “So things are still going well with Harry.” He said and you nodded.
“Yeah, actually.”
“What’re you going on a year now?” He asked.
“Yeah, in the new year. It’s crazy how time flies.” You said with a smile and he nodded. “What about you? Did ummm, did anything ever pan out with you and Dani?” You asked and Cal sighed.
“Well, kind of. I ummm, I had a trip to London for the firm several months ago. Obviously, I saw her there…we spent the night together. I think she was just feeling a bit homesick and was seeking some familiarity, you know?” He said and you nodded in understanding, “But ummm, obviously she lives there now and we talked a few times after that but it was mostly just good for closure. I ummm, I did start dating again though. I feel good about it, I’ve had a few successful connections, so ummm, yeah it’s been going well.” He shared.
“That’s great, Cal. I’m really happy for you. I’m glad you were able to move on. I know it can be hard.”
“Was it hard for you?” He asked and you nodded. “You sure?” He grinned and you chuckled.
“Yeah! But see I started moving on when I realized that you were seeing someone else. So by the time we were over-over it was a bit easier for me to get with someone new.” You explained.
“Ah…the slow fade.” He hummed.
“Exactly.” You chuckled.
“So what brings you in?”
“Just having a late lunch with Harry and then we’re doing some Christmas shopping. My parents are coming into town for the holidays so just trying to find something nice for them.”
“Great, that’s really great.” He hummed and you nodded. “And business is going well?”
“Oh yeah, everything’s excellent with that. I had to hire a helper actually, just to give you an idea of how things are going.”
“Wow, congrats!”
“Thank you so much. It’s been tricky at times to meet the demand but I’m getting there.” You smiled.
Just then the elevator dinged and you both glanced over to see Harry stepping out with a cheerful smile upon seeing you standing there. Harry and Cal were on good terms, it did take a few weeks for Cal to get used to Harry dating his ex-wife, but when the weirdness faded they were back to their cool and professional relationship without a hitch. Harry had always been a bit of the jealous type, but he knew that Cal wasn’t a threat to him, so his presence did not deter his excitement to see you in any way.
“Hey, baby!” He greeted you happily and Cal moved aside as Harry hugged you and kissed your cheek quickly.
“Hi.” You responded with a big smile.
“Just catching up?” He asked looking between you and Cal and you both nodded.
“Yep, she’s telling me how she’s basically becoming this event planning tycoon.” Cal said and Harry nodded.
“Yeah, the business is growing fast.”
“Maybe we can even hire her for some of the office events or shindigs for clients.” He suggested and Harry’s eyebrows arched up.
“That’s actually quite a brilliant idea, Cal. We just might have to…” Harry hummed with a smile at you and you shook your head.
“You guys are crazy.” You chuckled and they smiled at each other.
“Well, I uh, I need to be getting back up there.” Cal said, “But it was nice running into you. I’m happy things are going well, Y/N.” Cal said and you nodded.
“Yeah, it was great to see you. And I’m also glad to hear you’re doing well, Cal. See you around.” You smiled.
“Later, Cal.” Harry said with a smile and Caleb waved once more before he hurried into the elevator before the doors closed. “Was that alright? Seeing him?” Harry asked as soon as he was gone and you nodded.
“Yeah, we were just catching up. Are you good? That wasn’t weird for you?”
“Not at all. We’re on good terms here as well.” Harry assured and you smiled.
“Good. Now, where are we eating?”
“I managed to get a last minute reservation at Carbone, know you’ve been dying to get more of that mushroom fettuccine.” He said with a smile.
“Ooh, yes! Yummm!” You said with excitement and headed off.
Your lunch had been delicious, as you expected, and your shopping was also going really well. It had been very productive thus far since you had managed to secure the gift you wanted for your mom with ease. You’d also found something for Cece and Harry had managed to find something for Corey, his assistant. Corey had been recommended by Tamika when she put in her 2 weeks. She had been accepted to USC and from what you and Harry had heard last, she was kicking ass over there. But Corey had some big shoes to fill and he was doing an exceptional job, so Harry wanted to get him something to say thank you, even if it was as simple as a keyboard for his iPad. He could use it for school, it would come in handy for his note taking in his classes. Now you just needed to get your dad his gift. He had been wanting some cufflinks that matched with this tie clip that he had been gifted for his birthday a few years prior and after your mom had sent a picture, you were eager to find something that paired well with the help of some experts.
“Let’s go in here, this is the jeweler my client recommended.” You said to Harry who nodded and opened up the door for you to get inside and out of the cold New York air. You were greeted warmly and asked if you needed help with anything the second you got inside the store. “I actually do need help, need to see about some cufflinks.” You said to the man and he nodded and guided you both over to one of the cases across the store.
“Felicity will be able to help you with that. She’ll be with you in a moment.” The man assured and then excused himself.
“You alright here, baby?” He asked you and you nodded, “OK, gonna wander around, see if I can get my mum anything while we’re here.” Harry said.
“OK.” You smiled and let him go off. Moments later you were joined by the saleswoman and consultant, Felicity. You were able to show her the picture your mom had sent and she lit up assuring you that she had several options to show you for your dad.
“Some of the pieces are actually part of the new inventory which we haven’t quite finished unpacking for display.” She explained, “I’m gonna go locate them back there OK? In the meantime feel free to just look around, I’ll come find you when I have the selection ready for you to look over.”
“Thank you so much, Felicity.” You smiled at the older woman and she gave you a friendly smile before disappearing to the back of the store. You turned around and darted your eyes around until you found Harry at a display case at the end of the store furthest from you. You made your way over quietly, but he seemed to notice your presence nearing him as he turned when you were just a few feet from him. “What you looking at there?” You asked as you came up to the case.
“Rings.” He said softly and you peered down at the glimmering accessories displayed beautifully beneath the spotless glass panel. You couldn’t help but notice that these were specifically engagement rings as the regular accessory rings were in the next case over from what you could see as you glanced to your right briefly. “That one’s nice, no?” He asked you as he nodded towards the case.
“Which one?”
“Second row, fifth one in.” He said and you searched and nodded.
“It looks vintage-y, that’s what I like about it. Don’t love that cut though.” You said.
“The princess cut?” He asked and you nodded.
“S’too boxy, don’t you think?”
“Yeah, you’re right.” He hummed.
“The one two rows beneath it is gorgeous.” You mused and he smiled.
“The oval one in gold?” He asked and you nodded and hummed in confirmation, “Yeah, quite like that one actually. It’s very nice.” He mused as he looked it over.
“Would you like to inspect any of the rings more closely or try anything on?” Suddenly one of the salespersons appeared seemingly out of thin air.
“Oh n-”
“Yes, please.” Harry’s voice slightly overpowered yours before he turned and smiled at you briefly before turning back to the clerk and pointing at the one you had said you liked. The man was careful as he removed it from the back velvet setting it was in and reached for the magnifying glass that was peeking out of the front pocket of his suit jacket.
“This is a fine choice. The main stone is 3 carats, ethically sourced, and it has wonderful clarity.” He said as he positioned the magnifying glass over the ring’s main stone, “Have a look.” He insisted and you both peered over. It looked like you were staring into a hall of a million mirrors, it was absolutely beautiful. “You don’t see too many engagement rings set in gold now a days, but it is making a come back. It gives them a generational kind of feel, I think. Like a priceless family heirloom.” He smiled at the two of you.
“Yeah.” You hummed in agreement with a smile before glancing up to the man.
“Would you like to try it on?” He asked and you glanced to Harry who smiled at you and shrugged, indicating that it was up to you. It was just so pretty that you couldn’t pass up the opportunity to try it on. Cal insisted that you keep your rings from your engagement and marriage, but you didn’t wear them anymore, they were in a safe in your apartment. But you had been wearing two rings for seven years and you did feel naked without them for the first few months after you agreed to divorce, but now it was fine. But a part of you missed having them on so you agreed.
“Sure.” You accepted happily. Cal hadn’t consulted with you on which ring he’d get you when he proposed. You still liked it, it just wasn’t something you would’ve chosen for yourself, unlike this ring, this ring was right in your wheelhouse.
“It helps a lot to see the different cuts on yourself. That way you know which ones flatter you most when the time comes to choose “the one”, you know?” He said as he extended his hand towards yours and you handed over your right hand without much thought.
“There’s only one “the one” ring. One ring to rule them all…” you said lowly as you glanced back at Harry knowingly as you quoted “Lord of the Rings” with a grin and Harry sputtered on a laugh and the salesman did as well.
“You’re a complete dork.” Harry murmured before kissing the side of your head, “S’one of the reasons I love you, though.”
“Pardon, but wrong hand, miss.” the salesman said and your eyebrows arched up before you and Harry chuckled.
“Right! Don’t know why I’m so nervous.” You chuckled in a bit of embarrassment as you handed over your left hand and Harry’s warm hand rubbed over your lower back a few times reassuringly.
“It can be nerve-wracking, it’s a big step getting engaged.” The man said and you hummed. Obviously, you and Harry were not getting engaged any time soon. You hadn’t even properly talked about marriage like that yet, this was just for fun…right? Suddenly the man gasped and you turned to him, “Would you look at that?” he mused in wonder, his bright eyes met with yours, “It’s like it was made for you. It even fits perfectly.” He pointed out with glee, “And the cut is very flattering on your hand. It looks very beautiful on you. You have good instincts for this.” He smiled up at you and you just chuckled bashfully. “What do you think, sir?” He asked Harry and you glanced back to him as well.
“I agree, I love it on you.” He smiled solely at you and you smiled back at him as your stomach did an unsettling flip that you couldn’t really focus on when the man spoke up again.
“Are you interested in seeing any other options similar to this one? We can find similar ones with different budgetary limits as well if you have a price point in mind? Or have you got any ideas for other styles or cuts you’d like to see? Maybe even see what wedding bands can match with the engagement ring?”
“Sorry, we’re actually just here to buy some cufflinks for my girlfriend’s father.” Harry explained, “We got a bit sidetracked over here. The rings are just so shiny and beautiful, it’s impossible not to come have a look at them more closely.” He said with a smile and the man hummed with a smile.
“Oh, I understand, could stand around here all day marveling. I’m sorry to have assumed. You are a lovely couple though. Maybe sometime in the future.” He said with a hopeful smile.
“Yeah, I’m sure.” Harry smiled, “Thank you though.”
“Let me give this back to you.” You said as you extended your hand out again and he chuckled.
“Of course, miss.” He said and carefully slipped the ring off of your finger, “Well in the future if you are taking things to the next level feel free to make an appointment with me, my name’s Dan. I’m the senior consultant specializing in engagement rings and wedding bands.” He explained as he set the ring back in it’s spot under the glass. “We do very thorough consultations for engagement rings if you so choose to buy with us.” He said as he extended his card to you, again he seemingly pulled it out of thin air.
“Thank you.” Harry hummed with a smile as he took it and slipped it into his pant pocket.
“My pleasure. I hope you find everything to your satisfaction.” Dan smiled before hurrying off to help another customer a few cases down.
“Are you thinking what I’m thinking now?” Harry asked with a smile as you turned to him. The excitement and expectation in his eyes made your stomach start to flip for your heart rate to skyrocket.
“Ummm that Dan’s a magician? I mean he literally just conjured himself!” You said and Harry was silent for a few seconds before he knocked his head back in laughter.
“OK, right!?” He gasped and you giggled and nodded, “Like where the fuck did the business card come from? I was looking at him the entire time he was taking the ring off of you! Didn’t see him reach down into his pockets or anything once!” Harry told you with an amused look in his eyes.
“Maybe he was a magician before he became an engagement ring consultant?”
“Like a serious one in Vegas or like for kid’s parties?” Harry asked and your eyebrows furrowed.
“All magicians are serious magicians, Harry.” You said to him in mock offense and he chuckled.
“Oh, alright well thanks for that tidbit.” He grinned.
“You’re welcome. Can’t go insulting magical careers based on the population they cater to, you muggle.” You teased and he rolled his eyes.
“Oh, excuse me…” he said sarcastically.
“I’m serious! A pediatric doctor is no less serious because they cater to children specifically, are they?” You questioned him and he smiled.
“You’re very right actually…” he pondered and you giggled, “And you’re also a very serious nuisance.” He said softly and you laughed and hugged him tight before leaning your head against his chest. You could hear his heart pounding intensely in it’s confines and it made you draw back from him as that nervous feeling started to swirl in your tummy again and caused you to feel a bit sick. It scared you that it was mostly a bad feeling, it wasn’t just nerves like you hoped when it first happened. “Hey, what’s wrong?” Harry asked you when he saw your smile fade away.
“Oh, just my stomach suddenly hurt.” You explained and he sighed.
“Did you forget your Lactaid pill? That fettuccine you had is drowned in cream sauce.” He said quietly and you sniggered.
“No, I didn’t forget it.” You assured through a giggle. “It’s gone now, I’m alright.” You said and he looked at you skeptically.
“You sure? We can just head home once you get the cufflinks if you’re not feeling well.” He suggested. You did have the rest of the day planned out. Harry had a few rental properties around town and you would be spending the night at one of the empty ones after dinner and visiting a comedy club with a few of his friends later tonight.
“I’m sure.” You smiled and he nodded. Just then Felicity called your name from behind the counter and you turned to her to see she had brought out a velvet cushion with at least a dozen cufflinks for you to look at, “Oh, look at these! Help me pick something, H.” You said to him and he nodded as he came closer to you and rested his hands at your hips as he peered over you, half-listening to what Felicity was saying to you.
He couldn’t help it as he glanced past the cushion of cufflinks and right down at that ring you’d tried on. Dan hadn’t just been buttering you up for a potential sale when he said it was practically made for you, it really did look amazing on you. But then you got a little weird…when he’d asked you if you were thinking what he was thinking about and you deflected and started mucking about over Dan. So he quickly rejected any feelings of disappointment at your lack of seriousness over what he was trying to bring up to you and just bounced back with another playful comment about fucking Dan and his sleight of hand. It was odd to him because you two were obviously in love and your relationship was going incredibly well. But your reaction made him wonder if perhaps he was taking your future together more seriously than you were. It put an annoying and anxious weight over his chest that he had never felt with you before and it made him upset and a bit scared. He wanted to address it immediately but given your reaction to the implied situation and topic at hand he didn’t expect that you’d want to discuss it any time soon. So Harry did the one thing he knew wasn’t correct and ignored that nagging ache in his heart and just warded off all of the thoughts and things that were currently bothering him about this and focused on the task at hand, the cufflinks.
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“God, Cece it was absolutely mortifying!” You groaned with a frown before you just rolled over and buried your face in your pillow. Cece laughed from beside you and you pouted as you took a peek at her. “Don’t make fun.”
“I’m not! It’s just really funny actually.” She giggled and you groaned.
It had been a couple days since the ring incident at the jeweler and things had gotten a bit weird between you and Harry. Or maybe you just felt they had been weird after? You guys stuck to your plans with his friends and all but something just felt off to you. You had planned to spend the weekend together in the city, but the following day Harry said he had a work emergency come up and cancelled the rest of your plans at the last moment leaving you to have breakfast alone before you headed back to the suburbs on your own. He hadn’t been cold per se, but you knew Harry well and something had been a bit off after Friday. He barely got in touch with you for the rest of the day on Saturday, he only checked in to ensure you’d made it home safe. And now it was Sunday and all you’d gotten from him today so far was a “Have a good day” text. You had asked him how his work thing had gone and if he would be back in the area for dinner but he left you on read and that’s when you called Cece and she immediately came over.
“It’s not! Like I just…I freaked out, you know? Like I thought we were just messing around not…like…ughhh.” You groaned again in frustration and Cece sighed and gave you a sympathetic smile.
“Do you really think he’s upset at you over that?” She asked you and you shrugged.
“I don’t know, but that’s the only thing that like…that stands out from our normal interactions and conversations so I’m pretty sure.”
“Just ask him!” Cece advised with some irritation at your obstinance. “It’s that fucking simple.”
“No! What if it’s just a work or family thing and I’m just jumping to conclusions?” You asked her.
“Well you never know until you ask…” Cece said again and you sighed and glanced up to the ceiling. “And even if he’s not upset at that, clearly something about that is weighing on you. So what is that about for you? Like are you not sure of a future with Harry? Like maybe you’re concerned that he’s at a different level than you are in the relationship?” She fed a few ideas hoping you’d resonate with something and bite.
“It’s just that…like I’ve only been divorced a year, you know?” You said and Cece nodded, “I love Harry, so much! I need him like the air I breathe but I just…” you paused, “Things are just really great now, you know? What if…” you trailed off as your eyes welled up with tears, “What if marriage changes things between us, you know?” You asked in a small voice, “Like obviously I jumped into things with Cal so quickly…I didn’t take my time to make such a big decision, we were also together about a year before he proposed and look how that ended! I don’t want to do the same thing with Harry and have it all go to shit!” You were crying now and Cece frowned and just tutted and pulled you into her chest as you cried, “I can’t lose him, Cece. He’s the best thing that’s ever happened to me, I can’t.” You sobbed.
“Oh babe…” she hummed quietly as she gently scratched at your head. “I know that the future can be scary, but what you have with Harry is not what you had with Cal. He’s a different person, it’s a different relationship. And you’re a different person too, babe. You were fucking 23 when you started dating Cal, you were half kid, half grown up! You had just moved out of your parents’ house, you hardly had any life experience…” she reminded you, “Things are very different for you now. You’re more mature now so you’re going to have the right amount of doubt and ask the right questions. And I know you won’t be victim to the rose colored glasses of your relationship with Harry this time around.” She pointed out and you sighed as you pulled back and looked into her eyes.
“One would fucking hope…” you sighed and she smiled at you with sympathy, “I know that maybe I didn’t love Cal anymore by the time we divorced but it still took a toll, you know?” You explained and she nodded.
“Of course, babe. It’s a lot to go through.” She said and you nodded, “D-do you feel like maybe you rushed into this relationship with Harry?” Cece asked you and you sighed.
“I don’t even know anymore! Like at the time it didn’t feel that way…we just have so much chemistry and it was so easy, you know? Like was I on an oxytocin high from being with him that I just said yes to him?” You asked and Cece frowned.
“Did you feel any hesitation when he asked you to be his girlfriend?” Cece asked and you shook your head. “So the doubt is new then.” She said and you frowned.
“It’s not doubt…I mean I know he’s the one for me! It’s just…I’m scared.” You admitted with a small voice, “I’m scared that…that I’m repeating history.”
“Would you want to marry him if he asked?”
“Of course! I’d just need to have a talk with him about it to ensure that what happened with Cal doesn’t happen again. Like we haven’t even talked about that yet and next thing I know I’m trying on an engagement ring! It was just a lot…”
“Well maybe that’s what he was trying to do after? Not necessarily talk about when you’d get engaged or even a timeline. Maybe he just wanted to see if you were thinking similarly about what you saw for your future together?” She suggested, “Then you went and made a joke of it and well…I can see how that might possibly hurt his feelings or just make him pull back a bit to gain some perspective about where you two truly stand, you know?” Cece said and you sighed as those pieces started fitting together into a picture. A picture where you were the unserious asshole and he was just the lovely man that he’s always been.
“God, I am the worst…” you groaned.
“No you’re not, Y/N. You’re still healing from before. Now, that doesn’t mean that you jumped the gun with Harry. It just means that your last marriage was shit and obviously you’re going to be a bit more apprehensive when the topic comes up this time around.” She comforted you with a soft and caring smile.
“Thanks.” You sniffled and she nodded.
“Now, if I were you I’d try to talk to Harry about this as soon as possible just to clear the air. Just ask and if it’s not anything to do with that or with you then at least you’ve done some of the soul searching so that if it ever comes up again you don’t deflect by calling him a muggle.” She said playfully and you shrieked and covered your face with your hands.
“So embarrassing!” You wailed as Cece just laughed.
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You had texted Harry and told him that you needed to talk to him when he was next available. You waited about an hour before he responded and said that he also needed to talk to you about something and that he could come to yours in the evening and you agreed. After that response your afternoon with Cece was just riddled with anxiety; she tried to talk you down, but you were a wreck and convinced yourself that Harry was just coming over to dump you in person. She had left you about fifteen minutes before he was due at yours. You had taken a CBD gummy to calm your nerves and even had a quick, warm body shower to help expel some tension, but the erratic beating of your heart was just too much for you to control. When your doorbell rang, signaling Harry’s arrival, you took slow deep breaths as you made your way across your apartment and finally unlocked the door.
“Hey, come in.” You said with a small and nervous smile and he thanked you quietly as he stepped inside.
He immediately got to toeing off his shoes and you just hurried over to the living room area while he finished up. When Harry finally made his way over he saw you staring at him anxiously and it put an awful feeling in his stomach. Maybe you were going to break up with him for the way he had been acting the last couple days. He hadn’t meant to shut down and pull away like that after the incident at the jeweler, but he was suddenly faced with the harsh reality that maybe you both were on completely different pages about your relationship and where you wanted it to go eventually. He knew that the mere act of withdrawing from someone who loves and trusts you instead of communicating openly and honestly can just drive an irreparable wedge between two people and he hoped to the high heavens that he hadn’t done that.
“Ummm, can I sit?” He asked as he pointed to the spot beside you and you nodded.
“Yeah, of course.” You assured him and he sat down but angled his body towards yours and then you moved around to do the same. You were criss-crossed and looking down at the heart-patterned fuzzy socks on your feet for a moment before he decided to break the silence.
“What did you want to talk to me about?” He asked nervously and you bit your lip.
“I’m ummm, still gathering my thoughts a bit. You can go first if you know what you want to say.” You offered and he nodded. He was nervous too, but at least if he got to go first and was just super genuine and apologetic you wouldn’t dump him if that was your plan for this conversation.
“OK sure.” He agreed and exhaled before looking into your eyes, “I’m really sorry for the way I’ve been acting the last couple of days. I lied about that work emergency I said I had on Saturday because I ummm….” He sighed, “I just got a bit…well, not a bit, I was -er I am upset at you for ummm…for what happened at the jeweler on Friday.” He said and you frowned, “I was…I was hoping that after having such an intimate and well, serious moment like that w-with the engagement ring? I hoped that we could maybe have a serious conversation about our future together, like see what our goals were and all that. But then you just went and deflected it by making a total joke of it and it…hurt my feelings and made me feel like maybe you were not as serious about me as I am about you. I should’ve said something when we got a moment to ourselves but I just thought you would deflect again or make light of what happened and I got nervous and just…shut down instead.” He explained with a frown and you immediately reached your hand out to his and he took it immediately.
“I’m really sorry, Harry. I also wanted to talk to you about that same thing.” You said and he nodded, urging you to go on. “I know what I did and I’m so sorry for hurting your feelings. I just…got really uncomfortable and freaked out a bit when I realized the conversation you were wanting to have with me.” You explained and he looked even more disappointed and you spoke up again quickly, “Not because the idea of having a future with you makes me uncomfortable! But because in my experience marriage doesn’t really guarantee anything…” you explained and his eyes softened as yours welled up again, “I mean, my entire marriage was a total lie! We had been so great before we took that step and it scares me to think that maybe marriage is the problem and that it’ll just ruin what we have together. And like…when Cal proposed to me we had also been together for about a year and I suddenly felt like I was in a re-run! And the last thing I want is to repeat history with you. I mean, I’ve only been divorced a year, so I suddenly felt like once again I was just jumping the gun because I was high on love or something and I started to doubt myself and my choices. Not you, never you though. J-just me and my judgement.” You explained with tearful eyes upon admitting that to him. You hated feeling like you couldn’t be objective and up until that point you were so confident that you had been objectively doing what was best for you by allowing yourself to fall for Harry.
“Fuck…I wasn’t even thinking about that, baby. I completely forgot that you were even married before! Jesus… I’m sorry. I wasn’t even considering that or how you might feel about it.” He shook his head incredulously and clearly disappointed in himself for putting you in that position. You smiled despite your glossy eyes, because his reaction alone assured you that you were with the right person. Despite all of the love and feelings tangled up in this, Harry was the best thing for you, even objectively speaking. “Call me crazy, but to me it sometimes feels like we’ve been together forever.” He confessed with a timid smile and you squeezed his hand and nodded.
“Yeah, it does to me too.” You agreed earnestly, “I’m so sorry for making light of such a special moment, Harry. It truly was so special, it felt so…real and possible and promising, then I went and…ruined it by mentioning fucking magic…”
“It’s impressive how mentioning the magic truly sucked it out of the moment.” He mused with a grin and you chuckled and shook your head with embarrassment.
“I’m sorry…” you sighed again and he chuckled.
“S’alright, baby. I’m glad we’ve cleared the air.” He said looking more relaxed all around.
“Me too. Can you forgive me though, for making light of such a serious moment and of dismissing what you were so clearly feeling then? I promise I’ll be more communicative next time I feel any type of apprehension about anything.” You said and he smiled and leaned forward, grabbing your face gently and kissing your lips quickly.
“Of course I forgive you.” He assured you and you smiled, “Though, the thing you truly owe me an apology for, which you have even failed to mention during this very serious conversation, is the fact that you called me a bloody muggle.” He said with a grin and you giggled, “I’ve never been called a muggle before. That was your true crime.” He joked, lightening the mood between you two. You laughed lightly at this fact.
“Well I’m sorry for calling you a muggle. Out of anyone in the world, I am more than aware that you truly do have the magic in all the right places.” You said with a slightly suggestive grin and he chuckled and kissed you again.
“That I do.” He mumbled against your lips with a smirk and you kissed him back before you pulled back from it with smiles.
“Now, if you want a do over of that conversation I’m more than prepared to talk about it.” You said and he smiled.
“Yeah?” He asked and you nodded bashfully, “Well, obviously I want to marry you.” He said and your smile widened. “I just ummm…I wanted to know if you wanted the same thing down the line?” He asked and you nodded.
“I do.” You agreed.
“Great! Umm…so obviously this is uncharted territory to me, but you’ve had experience in this, which I completely failed to consider before…” he sighed, “But ummm…what would you want out of a marriage with me when we get to that stage? Or in your eyes what would a marriage look like?” He asked you earnestly. You had never been asked that before. Is that what people did when they talked about their future? If so, Cal had skipped all of this…he had told you once after a weekend shag-a-thon that he would marry you one day and that was about all of the discussion you’d had about it.
“Ummm…obviously, don’t cheat on me.” You said with a smile and he nodded.
“Never.” He assured you.
“I think we’ve struck a really good time balance in the last few months with our work and our time together and with our friends. I would like to continue having open and honest communication…” you said and he hummed in agreement, “I would expect to maybe have a bit more discussion and input about our own professional endeavors. Like if my little company gets bigger and in more demand I would certainly talk to you about it before just jumping into all this extra work that would take away from our time together, you know? I think that’s more from my experience with Cal…like I honestly just believed that his work was just taking all of his time. I didn’t have the slightest clue about anything going on at the firm. He kept me in the dark and so it was just so much easier for him to lie to me and I would be none the wiser.”
“Yeah.” Harry said with a frown as his thumb ran over your knuckles gently.
“What else…” you hummed, “Oh, the finances bit!” You said and he nodded, “I like what Cal and I had arranged. We both contributed pretty equitably. We did have a joint account for that, but we also had our individual money and savings. I mean, we were a bit closer in earnings though, so that might look very different for us when we get to that point. But having some financial independence is a must for me.” You explained.
“I completely agree with you there.” Harry said and you smiled.
“Also kids. I mean, at least one…maybe two?” You said and his smile widened and he nodded, “I would expect that you be just as present and available for our kids as I would be when you’re at home. I mean, the home is a shared space, so I wouldn’t want to be like a wife, maid, cook, nanny, and business woman. I would expect that we share the load and that each of us took the same ownership over our home and our children.” You said and he nodded. “Also, I’d expect that we don’t let the romance die.” You said and he smiled.
“Wouldn’t dream of that, my love.” He assured you.
“I guess the overarching theme here is that I would want a marriage to look more like a partnership this time around. I don’t want to feel like I’m the only one stoking it to life all the time. I want to feel loved, seen, and supported by my partner. What about you? Any expectations of me?” You asked him.
“I agree with everything you’ve said. I want to marry you because I want to have a life with you. I want to be present for you and for our family. I want to share our time together as much as possible. I know that sometimes things can happen and we can sort of veer, so I would expect you to let me know when I’m not doing my part. I also expect that you allow me to do the same for you. If we do have kids I want to be very hands on, so I want to be able to choose how to parent with you. I want our goals for our family to align as much as possible, you know?” He asked and you nodded. “Obviously, the nitty gritty of each of these will not be figured out until we start to cross those bridges, but overall I would want our marriage to basically be like our safe haven from everything else. I want it to just be us and our family after a long day. It’s the place where I want to feel safe and comforted and loved as well. And I would want our kids to feel that too, to feel like being with their family is a breath of fresh air.” He smiled and you did as well.
“I love you so much, you know that?” You hummed happily.
“I love you too.” He whispered before bringing up your hand and kissing the top of it. “And ummm, I realize that you’re still healing from the disappointment of your last marriage, so I don’t want to push you or rush you through that. I mean, I would marry you next month if you wanted!” He chuckled, “But I want you to feel ready for that step with me. So whenever you are, just let me know and we can…call Dan, the magic man and see about some engagement rings.” He said with a bashful, but hopeful little smile and you just surged forward and hugged him, tackling him down into the couch and he chuckled as he hugged you back.
“I’m gonna keep working through it for us, OK? I promise.” You said to him quietly.
“I know, baby.” He hummed as he rubbed over your back, “God, I thought you were going to dump me…”
“Oh my god, I thought the same thing about you!” You sniggered and then pressed yourself up to look at him and he hugged around your waist lightly, “Was prepared to fight for you tooth and nail.”
“Oh same, baby. Can’t let you go that easily.” He hummed and you grinned.
“I’m going to kiss you now, OK?” You said and he nodded before you dipped down to attach your lips to his eagerly.
It was easy for your kisses to start to get more and more obscene the longer your lips moved together. Your hips were moving over his, grinding your centers together heatedly, longing for some much needed friction. Feeling his erection growing and stiffening up in his joggers was driving you crazy. You wanted to rip his clothes off and go to town on him. You moaned into the kiss as his hands cupped your ass and guided your pace. He slightly shifted and then hummed in delight as you were now perfectly resting over his cock with each grind of your hips. You bit down on his bottom lip, sucking gently, teasing with your tongue but not slipping it into his mouth. He was growing impatient, his fingers digging into your plush bottom indicated his need for you to do more.
“Need something?” You asked with a playful grin and he nodded. You knelt up so that you were straddling his lap now and peering down at him. “What is it, baby? What do you want?” You asked him softly. Suddenly his hand was gripping the back of your neck and pushing you down into a kiss. It was sloppy and urgent and you giggled into it.
“Suck me off.” he mumbled against your mouth. “Please.” He tagged on after a few moments of your eyes just staring into his playfully.
“Alright, only because you asked so nicely…” you said with a smile and he immediately bit down on his bottom lip when he felt your fingers dancing along the elastic band of his joggers.
“Mmm…on second thought turn around. Wanna taste you too.” He said with a smirk that just about melted you from the inside out.
“Definitely not gonna argue with that…” you mused and quickly got off of him and of the couch to get all the clothes off of your lower half. Harry also took advantage and did the same before tugging you back over to him and kissing you deeply before instructing you to get back over him again. You were cautious and allowed him to guide your movements until your wet center was being tickled by his puffs of air. It was making you shiver as a chill traveled down your spine until your skin was covered in goosebumps.
“So fucking pretty and so fucking wet for me.” He hummed, his lips continued tickling your labia as he spoke against you. He hadn’t applied enough pressure for you to feel him against any of the more sensitive spots, but it was keeping you on edge as he kissed over where your entrance was very lightly.
“Baby…” you sighed with impatience.
“Don’t whine at me, use your mouth like I want you to.” He said and you moaned before just taking a hold of his cock and dipping the head between your lips. You gave him a nice, hard suck and he moaned lowly against you. You swore that you felt the vibration of his moan tickle your clit, “Fuck take more, baby…shit just like that. So fucking good with that mouth.” He sighed in pleasure as you sunk down half way and stroked the rest of him with your hand.
You moaned when you felt his fingers slightly spread your folds apart before he started laving from your entrance to your clit, his pace was set to that of your sucking on his cock. He was so good at this, he knew all of your weak spots well. You ground against him when he pushed his thick, hot tongue into your entrance. He plunged it in and out, in and out, over and over…you were so sensitive right at your entrance, it was making your head spin and you started to sink lower on his cock. He started to thrust up into your mouth, making you drool down his cock. When his fingers found your clit you moaned around him which caused him to groan against you.
“Fuck…” he grunted as he kissed at your cheek and let his tongue wander up to your bum. You shivered as he ran his tongue over your ribbed little hole as he sunk his thick digits into your sopping entrance. He twisted his fingers a bit until he felt yours walls clamp down around his fingers hard, “Right there, baby?” You moaned in response and he chuckled and then hissed when you sunk all the way down his cock, “Oh fuck…fuck yeah…” he hissed as his abs tensed up when his tip collided with the soft back of your mouth. His fingers kept prodding into that spot that had your arousal dripping from you and it built your orgasm quickly. He always found your g-spot and it did wonders for your orgasms.
You were nearly gagging on his cock as he thrust up into your throat, seeking out his own pleasure as you started to lose your rhythm with how good his fingers were working you. You were trying your best to breathe properly through your nose but it was hard to and the lack of proper airflow was making you feel a little woozy, but you were thriving off it because you were feeling the pleasure far more than normal.
“Shit, I’m gonna come…need you to come for me first, baby. Please…” he panted and you moaned around him and pulled up to focus on his tip as your hand stroked him expertly. It brought you joy to see his thighs trembling as he tried to hold his orgasm back, “Baby…baby, please…” he chuckled and you let your tongue rub into his slit, tasting his slightly salty pre-come starting to pool at it, “Oh fuck…” he groaned and he had to pull his fingers from you and just grabbed your thighs as his head rolled back and he chuckled, the sound melting into a grunt until you felt his sperm starting to shoot into your mouth. You swallowed what you could, but could feel some spilling out of the side of your mouth. You then slowly pulled off but kept stroking very slowly, “C-can’t believe you made me come first…” he chuckled breathily, “You’re gonna get it.” He panted and you grinned mischievously.
“It was apology head.” You hummed, “Think I owe you a bit more apologizing though…” you suggested mischievously and he was about to respond but you dipped down and sucked around his sensitive tip before he could even stop you. He started to laugh a bit at the sensitivity and breathily begged you to ease up as the tingles and overstimulation seemed to run an electric current down to his toes. He was trying to mind you as he writhed a bit beneath you.
“Baby!” He groaned through gritted teeth and just as you were about to let him go and cut him a break he moaned, “Fuck, I’mgonnacomeagain…” he slurred his words as he squeezed his eyes shut. His thighs were completely tense, his legs buckled as he groaned, “Shit baby, don’t stop…Don’t stop, don’t stop!” He begged and seconds later you felt his second orgasm pooling into your mouth. Once again, he was flooding it up with his generous creamy load and when you could tell he was done you pulled off of him with a satisfied smile as you swallowed it all down. Before you could even move he landed a sharp slap to your ass that made you straighten up and he chuckled as you glanced back and shot him glare, he was smirking at you in the same manner you were smirking at him. Then you knelt up and carefully got off the couch, you were going to offer him some water when he shot up and grabbed your hand and you glanced over at him.
“What, baby?” You asked with a smile.
“You’re not getting off that easy.” He smirked, “Come on, take a seat.” He said with an inviting smile.
“A seat?” You asked him with a smirk.
“Yeah love, on my face.” He grinned and well, he didn’t have to entice you any further. He was quick to get one of your decorative pillows under his head before you were lowering yourself down against his mouth. He kissed at you and tongued at your clit a few times and you watched as he got lost in you. You were letting him do his thing, but then his eyes blinked open and met your entranced gaze, “Use me to get off.” he mumbled against your sticky pussy, “Come on.” He encouraged.
You could see the lust in his eyes, he was hungry for it as much as you were. So without apprehension you slowly let more of your weight down over him. Your teeth were pinching down on your bottom lip as you slightly ran your folds over his mouth and he immediately got to work and you let out a sigh of relief as he sloppily lapped at you.The best thing about this was that he was really into it and it made the experience that much more pleasurable. He had his arms wrapped around your thighs as his neck craned up a bit to get even closer if possible. The wet and slurping sounds of him feasting on you were riling you up and you couldn’t stop yourself as you started to grind down against him. You let your head tilt back as your clit bumped into his nose over and over again until you were seeing stars. You were sure you were suffocating him beneath you, but he was holding you down so tightly you wouldn’t be able to really pull away if you wanted. You looked down at him with pleasure drunk eyes to see that he was looking at you just the same way and you groaned through a smile as you guided yourself a bit lower so that your clit was over his mouth.
“Suck it please, I’m getting close.” You requested and he groaned and opened up before latching his mouth over the top half of your pussy. You immediately moaned when the pressure of his sucks started to make your clit throb incessantly.
“Mmmm, just like that, baby…You’re doing so good. Fuck it feels so good.” You praised him as your fingers raked into his hair. Your eyebrows creased in when you felt the tip of his tongue slowly start to flick against your sensitive little bud every time he sucked it in. You were gripping his hair harder and harder the closer you got to your orgasm and he moaned at the sting of your pull on his thick curls. “Oh…you-you’re gonna make me come!” You alerted him and he started going a bit faster. Your breath was hitching as that unmistakeable warmth swimming in your belly started to spread all throughout your body. It was making you feel hot all over, “Yeah H, keep going like that…shit, just like that! Yes, baby!” You panted out your urgency.
Your body broke out in goosebumps as you teetered on the edge of it all, your tummy was fluttering and your thighs were quaking around his head as you clung to the feeling of that little spark that was about to ignite and make your entire body burst with the most sensational pleasure. It was until he very gently grazed his teeth over your unsuspecting little bundle that you started to come undone. You felt as if you had no control of your body as your writhed over him hard. You were completely selfish about it as you rode his face to get off.
Harry’s hands slid up and under your top and pinched at your nipples hard as you came undone over his mouth. You were moaning, praising, and cursing him relentlessly as fireworks burst behind your eyelids. You knew you were being louder than you were when you guys were at yours, but you couldn’t help it. And even still, you could hardly hear yourself over the intense ringing of your ears as your body fought it’s best to keep you coherent. You were drowning in the beautiful, warm waves of pleasure with each gentle suck he gave to your oversensitive clit. Even when you were shivering and gasping from the overstimulation you couldn’t stop. You couldn’t pull away from him. It all felt so good, you were lost and floating in pure bliss. Slowly, your orgasm started to dwindle down and you started to snigger just as he had when it was getting to be too much. When you began twitching and jerking over him from the sensitivity, he was far kinder than you were though and opted to just kiss at your messy folds delicately and lovingly until you were good and ready to get off of him.
His big, warm hands kneaded at your breasts before tickling down your abdomen and thighs. Once again you were covered in goosebumps at the lovely, little tickles of his gentle fingers over your heated skin. You could let him do this all day if you could, but you needed to let him breathe properly, so you gathered your strength and knelt up a bit. He huffed and craned his neck up to give your swollen and slicked up pussy one final kiss before he let go of your thighs and allowed you to sink down and kiss him deeply.
“Thank you.” You whispered against his mouth and he smiled.
“No, no, no. Thank you.” He insisted with a grin and you giggled and kissed his chin.
“Have you had dinner?” You asked.
“Ummm…I just ate.” He said with a smug expression and you rolled your eyes playfully at him, “You should’ve seen that coming, baby.” He chuckled.
“I really should have…” you laughed breathily, “Seriously though. I didn’t because I was nervous for our talk.” You explained.
“I did, but we can order something in or go pick something up. M’feeling a little peckish.” He said.
“What about phở? S’quite cold. I could use something warm.”
“OK, maybe I can eat again.” He chuckled and you smiled.
“The place I like doesn’t deliver, we’ll have to order and carry out. Might be like 20-30 minutes?”
“Yeah, that’s alright.” He assured.
Soon he was getting dressed and hurrying to rinse of his face while you placed your order. Then you did the same as him and just decided to remove your makeup since it was getting late. When you emerged from your bathroom you saw Harry sprawled out on your bed scrolling through his phone and you just went over and straddled his lap again. He immediately dropped his phone and hugged you as you rested over him.
“You really want to marry me?” You asked quietly and he smiled.
“Yeah, baby. I really fucking do.” He responded, “Been waiting my whole life for you.” He hummed as he caressed your back lightly.
“I think I have been waiting for you too.” You said softly and he kissed the top of your head a few times which made you smile.
You had no idea what kind of good karma you had accumulated throughout your life to deserve someone like Harry, but you were so glad that you had him in your life. He truly was your other half. You’d loved others before, but this was so different than all the other times. Finally, everything you gave was being reciprocated how you needed it to be. He made you feel important, safe, and cared for in a way that you hadn’t felt since you were a child. It was comforting to be around someone who made you feel that way. He often told you that he felt the same with you and nothing could make you happier than knowing that he felt your love as well. Harry was definitely more of a physical touch type of person, which you were a quality time person, but those two seemed to go hand in hand. You could lay in silence with him like this for hours, just being close to him, being in his presence for whatever amount of time always made you feel better.
…. DECEMBER ….
You were currently getting ready for Harry’s firm’s Holiday party. A thing you had always wondered about but had never been invited to when you were with Cal. You were very excited because Harry told you it was quite lavish this year, especially after the very successful year he’d had. It was going to be formal/black tie optional because he really wanted to treat his employees after all of their hard work and effort.
Typically he gave a budget to each department and they would choose how to celebrate or if they just wanted to give out bonuses to their people. But he wanted to celebrate every single person who put in effort for him and his family’s company and give everyone bonuses, or at least that what you suggested and he took that suggestion. From the top executives to the interns who did the boring paperwork and coffee runs. Every person counted and he wanted them to feel that. He had asked you to work with Corey to vet a few caterers.
He had hired a planner already for the organization and decor because he didn’t want you fretting over all of this, he wanted you to enjoy as a guest. Nevertheless, knowing this was your niche, he still ran all of the design elements and ideas by you which he knew would make you so excited. When he looked through the selection of caterers the planner offered he wasn’t really impressed. Since he didn’t find what he was looking for he of course he asked you and well now, everything was absolutely perfect. The party was later in the afternoon in the same building the firm was in, but on the top floor. It had been converted into an event hall the year prior and it was the perfect location as the mostly all glass walls gave breathtaking views of the city. In preparation for this most lavish event, you and Harry had been lazing around and leaving everything in the hands of the planner.
You had decided to make a whole weekend of it and stayed over at one of his for rent apartments in the city with him. It was lovely and you were just laying in the big, comfy bed as you looked through some emails from potential clients wanting to hire you for their special events. It was around noon when Harry finally got out of bed and he’d only done so because he still wasn’t sure what he would be wearing that night. He had brought along two options and he wanted to get your opinion on what would be the best look for the party.
“Baby, what do you think?” Harry asked you as he emerged in a classic black tuxedo and you glanced up from your laptop and then your eyes widened a bit before you smirked.
“Okay, James Bond! I see you…” You hummed at him and he chuckled and glanced down bashfully, shaking his head at your nonsense, “Christ, look at you.” You whispered in awe as you got out of bed and hurried over to him.
“Like it?” He asked.
“Oh man, do I…” you said as you straightened out the bowtie just a bit.
“I also brought a gray one that-”
“No, no. Wear the black one.” You said decisively with a smile.
“Yeah?”
“Definitely. It’s so classic and ummm, we’ll also match.” You said with a big smile, your excitement was shimmering in your eyes.
“Like a proper couple.” He said and you nodded giddily. “What dress did you end up getting?” He asked you.
“The Sau Lee one? Remember s’black with a big bow in the front?”
“Mmmm…faintly.” He said and you smiled.
“Should I try it on for you?” You asked coyly. And he gave you an expression that screamed ‘obviously’. “OK, let me do that. Go wait on the bed.” You instructed and hurried into the closet.
The surprise you had for him was that you’d gotten some lingerie specifically for when you got back home. You hadn’t picked a dress with a bow as the top for nothing! You wanted him to feel like you were the present he got to unwrap on Christmas morning. Moments later you were buck naked and just slipping into the dress to show him. You had every intention of getting back into your PJ’s until you had to shower and get ready for the evening. You jumped around a bit, grunting as you tried to get the zip up.
“Need help?” He called out.
“I’ve got it!” You assured him and after a few moments you were smiling at your reflection with complete satisfaction before heading out of the large walk-in closet and into the bedroom.
“Oh, baby…” Harry exhaled and shook his head as his smile widened.
“What?” You giggled.
“How am I supposed to see you walking around like that all night and do nothing about it?” He chuckled and you smile widened.
“You’ll just have to be patient.” You said to him and he chuckled.
“I will try my best. My god, you’re perfect.” He hummed and you were literally buzzing with excitement.
“I’m gonna wear these long diamond drop earrings I picked up at a Francesca’s a few years back. Been trying to find a thing to wear them for and I finally can! Oh, I also got these black satin gloves that I think would make it look that much more fancy and that would look cute with a diamond bracelet I borrowed from Cece-”
“Cece has a diamond bracelet?” He asked you and you nodded.
“She has sugar daddies in powerful places!” You said matter-of-factly.
“The more I learn about her the more fascinating she becomes…like there’s gonna be a film about her life at some point.”
“Oh, for sure…” You chuckled and he smiled.
“Well I say yes, go for the whole look! Gotta commit to it, love.”
“Mmmm, you’re right. We’re gonna look so cute. We’ll have to have the photographers take nice pictures of us.”
“Definitely. Also, I know it would push us over budget a bit, but Corey talked me into the slow-mo 360 photo op thing so we’ll have that too.” He said.
“Nice, Corey…that’s gonna be great!” You grinned and he nodded.
“Yeah, it was pretty sick. OK, now go change before we have to get you a new dress for tonight on account of me tearing it off of you.” He said and you cackled as you hurried back to the closet to get changed.
Though you knew he was being a little theatrical, there was a very real possibility that he would do just as he said; when he was in the mood he could be ravenous. You could be too, especially when it came to him. But he had proven this to you over and over again, even on that first time you hooked up with him. He had gone completely overboard, not that you didn’t benefit from it, but based on how things had been with you before it was a lot. And now you had built your stamina to better match his own.
It was around 2pm when you got in the shower. You and Harry were supposed to arrive at 4:30 so you had to hurry it up a bit. Even though you had begged him not to, he followed you into the shower and you had to pry him off of you to be able to get out. But when you were free you got to drying up, moisturizing, and getting your lingerie on. You wouldn’t be wearing a bra with your dress so you had on a deep red mesh thong, imprinted with black little hearts and the edges outlining the mesh were frilled. They were so cute and hyperfeminine. Best part was that you had a shade of red lipstick that matched the lingerie you were wearing as well. It wasn’t crazy lingerie but you loved the idea of having a horny little secret all night long. Maybe you’d tell him when you were riding up on the elevator. Tell him that you had a little treat for him at the end of the night… It would undoubtedly rile him up and keep him on edge.
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And rile him up you did. You actually had very punctual guests and so you actually got straight to greeting just minutes after you arrived. Of course, you were sat beside each other at dinner, but he was talking mostly to his colleague on his left and you to his colleague on your right. When dinner was cleared, everyone was asked to huddle around the screen at the Dj booth for a little slide show of the year in review all the while the event staff cleared the tables of the china quickly. Harry gave a small little speech about how grateful he was for everyone before letting them know that their night was their own from that point on.
There were the photo ops, a couple games, a few dessert tables, and of course dancing to a live big band ensemble. As you made your rounds you eventually ran into Cal and his date, Melissa, which seemingly was a bit older than you were, which was good for him. She was a very sweet woman from the short conversation you’d had and Cal seemed to be in a great mood with her around.
For a while, you and Harry kept getting swept away from each other, but that didn’t mean that your eyes weren’t constantly meeting, your gazes simmering with longing. Your eyes were hazy with lust, it was making your blood thump harder and faster through your veins. You were smoldering with desire for him, you’d been lusting after him all day and you were reaching a boiling point. You caught him raking his eyes down your plump-as-a-peach ass while his top row of teeth sunk into his plush bottom lip. You grinned and when your gazes met he signaled you to look right with his eyebrows and you saw that it was the exit of the salon. You bit your lip and nodded. You excused yourself from your conversation and hurried off to meet Harry by the door.
When you finally caught up with him you tugged at the sleeve of his jacket and he glanced back and smiled and his hand found found yours and pulled you out to the corridor. The bathrooms were out there, so there were plenty of people hanging around out there, but he just beelined it to the elevators. He pulled you ahead of him and then hugged you to his body from behind. He slid one if his hands down to your lower tummy and pushed against it, inevitably pressing your body back against his until your bottom was flush with his front and you smirked when you felt the outline of his boner rubbing up against your butt.
“Gonna fuck you till you leave a huge creamy mess all over my cock.” He whispered before nipping at the shell of your ear.
“Fuck me…” you exhaled as your walls fluttered beautifully, making a tingle zap through your body.
“Alright hurry, push the ‘door close’ button.” He mumbled as he rushed you inside as the doors opened.
In moments you were shooting down floors at a time until you came to a slow and smooth stop on his floor. As soon as he got to the floor he hurried around the reception desk there and dug in his front pocket to grab his key card and give you access past the heavy glass door behind the main reception desk. You guys rushed through other communal areas surrounding a few clusters of cubicles and other offices on your way back to his office, he was all the way at the back of the space so after you got through the lounge and the back offices, you finally made it to the administrative offices. And at the far end of that area was his office. He pushed the door open and held it for you as you hurried in, then he came up behind you grabbing you by the hips and guiding you behind his desk, kicking the chair away from it. You could just barely see anything so you bumped into the frame and he winced for you.
“You alright, baby?” He asked as he tapped against the base of his desk lamp and a very dim, warm glow lit up his office.
“Yeah, H.” You whispered and he hummed and looked you over once more before he kissed at your neck sloppily.
“Can I ride this up past your hips?” He asked of your dress.
“Nuh-uh, gotta take it all off.” you said and he hummed.
“S’that alright? Can I?”
“Yeah, baby…there’s not a bow over my boobs for no reason…” you smirked and he chuckled.
“Oh okay, I see…” he mused with a smile, “You really are a gift, baby. So exquisite.” He hummed and found your zipper before tugging it slowly down your back. When he saw the edge of your thong he smiled. “And look at this…Can I take a picture?” He asked.
“A picture? For what?” You chuckled.
“To have a wank over you when needed, of course! What else for, baby?” He asked rhetorically and you chuckled again.
“Yeah, get my dress off first.” You said and he even crouched down to help you step out of it. When Harry noticed your point toed black heels, he decided that they were staying on for this. He neatly draped your dress over the chair that had rolled a few feet away from you and then reached for his phone in his pocket.
“S’gonna be a .5 alright? Bend over and look back. Alright, hold it.” He said and then the flash went off. He then brought the phone down and opened the app and grinned. “Fuck, look at you…” he said showing you and you smiled. “These are too cute to come off.” he complimented as his finger tucked itself under the elastic band edge that narrowed and got lost between your plump, round cheeks. His finger traced down until he was down by your pussy. You were scorching between your legs and he brought four fingers together and petted at your pussy. The mesh there felt sticky and he moaned, “Fuck you’re sopping wet.” He chuckled as he set his phone down on the top of his desk and you nodded.
“Please get inside me. I need to feel you, baby.” You requested and he groaned.
“Alright baby, let me…let me get these off.” he said and just threw off his jacket and untucked his shirt before working the button and fly of his slacks. He rolled his briefs down with his pants before he grabbed his cock. He gave it a firm squeeze at the base and then at the head, groaning in relief at all that alleviated pressure.
You wiggled your ass at him, absolutely gagging to feel his girth spreading your tight, cushy walls apart in one go. He painted down your bum with his tip and then pushed you down onto the desk and you gasped as your breasts smushed into the cold surface. But you held your position and smiled as he spread your legs further with his own. His thick fingers gathered the center strap of your thong and moved it to the side, tugging hard enough that it exposed your pussy enough so that he could smear his cock against your folds and slick it up with your sticky arousal.
“Fuck baby, please…” you begged.
“How do you want it.”
“However you feel like, just get in me.” You said and he wasted no time to nudge at your weepy little hole with the bulbous head of his cock. You were basically vibrating with anticipation to feel him sinking inside of you. You needed to feel it like you needed air to breathe. The last thing you expected was for him to just ram his cock into you, you gasped at the sudden and harsh intrusion and even let out a small whimper as he held himself deep inside you. Your walls spasmed around him, adjusting to his sudden and most welcomed intrusion.
“So fucking tight, fuck…” he grunted as he gently started to grind against you. His tip would brush against your cervix occasionally like this. You were slightly on your tiptoes and your legs were starting to tremble, but when you lowered your feet from that position to relieve the burning in your calf muscles his cock completely pushed against it and you shrieked and Harry chuckled. “Y’alright, baby?” He asked as he ground into you and you groaned softly, “It hurts?” He asked.
“J-just a little bit.” You got out as you sought out the pleasure despite the small discomfort.
“Yeah? Is my cock too big for you, baby…” he hummed as he stayed there, letting you get used to it, “Can’t handle it?” He asked and you whimpered at this feeling, he had never intentionally gone that deep it was so new for you. You loved it but it was a feeling to get used to for sure, especially with his size.
“I-I don’t know…” you confessed as you stayed perfectly still, letting him grind against you, prodding up against the deepest part of you rhythmically. You were breathing shallowly as you tried to get used to it because by no means were you about to ask him to stop, you needed it so bad.
“You sure you can’t? From what I’m seeing you’re handling it pretty well, baby. Fuck…just feel so good around me.” he groaned as he started going a bit faster and suddenly the sounds of your arousal intensified into loud squelching sounds every time his front collided with you. The filthy sounds had Harry’s ears ringing and he grinned, “S’starting to feel better?”
“Yes…yes fuck. Harder, baby. Please, fuck me harder.” You moaned and he did as you asked. He went at it with greater force and it had your eyes squeezing shut, you were dripping around his cock and he was absolutely obsessed with it. His fingers slithered down the front of your thong and started to toy with your clit. “Mmmm, that’s it.” You egged him on happily as his fingers swirled around your sensitive little bud. It was sending additional little shocks of pleasure down your legs. You started to moan when he picked up the pace and fucked into you harder and faster than before, his desk was shaking beneath you and you swore your legs were about to give.
“Shit…” he grunted as he stilled deep inside of you once again. His eyes were squeezed shut and his jaw clenched. He was so fucking close and he didn’t want it to be over yet…but you should be getting back down to the party… “Can I turn you around, baby? Wanna see you when I come.” He said softly and you nodded and when he pulled out of you the emptiness made you feel so cold. Nevertheless, you pressed yourself up and he twirled you around and bent down a bit to lift you up onto the surface of the desk. He smiled as he got a look at you in the dim lighting. His eyes had adjusted enough that he could make out the slightly smudged mascara and eyeliner at the outer corner of your eyes and when he reached up to wipe it away you turned your head.
“No, don’t.” You said softly and he smiled.
“Not gonna make it worse, just wanna clean it up a bit so that-”
“I know, don’t want you to clean it up.” You responded quietly and he smiled.
“Want to go back up there looking all messy and fucked out, is that it?” He asked you and you smiled bashfully and nodded.
“Yeah, just a bit.” You hummed back and he smiled.
“Well in that case…” he grinned and grabbed your face and kissed you deeply. You were wearing a red lipstick so you had been very cautious all night to not stain yourself or anything around you, but suddenly Harry was sucking on your bottom lip, surely smearing you and himself with it and when he pulled back he grinned and just swiped his thumb carefully around your lips and the corners of your mouth. Harry’s mouth was stained all over as well and you giggled as you reached up and did the same, but seeing as his skin was bare, the color had stained his skin directly and it left behind a slight deep pink stain. “Get me again.” He said softly and you looked into his eyes.
“You sure?” You asked and he nodded.
“But my neck. Leave a mark yeah?” He said lowly and you bit your lip pensively, “M’all yours my love, please.” He requested.
“OK, but while you finish fucking me.” You said and his smile widened and he nodded in agreement and ran his hands up your thighs to reach your thong.
“Lift up a bit.” He said quietly and you did so to allow him to slip it to the side and guide his erection back towards your entrance. You rocked your hips forward to help get him inside and you moaned in relief when he was lodged deep inside of you once again. He smiled down at you and brought one of his hands to your breast and squeezed it before brushing his thumb over your nipple as he started to rock into you. “Deep like before?” He asked and you nodded quickly and he grinned, “Liked that?” He asked quietly and you smiled timidly.
“Yeah, baby.” You agreed, “Want to be able to feel it for days.” You said and he moaned and delivered one sharp thrust into you. He watched your eyebrows crease together at the dull ache from his cock ramming into your cervix again.
“S’that good for you, baby?”
“Yeah, more please.” You hummed and he kept going like that. He wasn’t going fast, just hard and deep. It was making your tummy swarm with butterflies and your hands pulled him down so that you could latch your lips to his neck. You kissed and sucked at his skin, leaving behind a love bite as he plunged deep into you.
“Fuck baby, m’getting close. Get your clit for me, please. Want you to come with me.” He panted and you did as he asked and quickly got your fingers into your bottoms and started to rub in time with his thrusts. You started to squirm a bit as the pleasure started to extend beyond the pit of your stomach. Your legs were tightening around him as you whimpered his name. “Oh god…oh fuck, baby y-you’re gonna make me come!” He grunted as he started to lose his rhythm, “Look at me, Y/N. Right at me, baby.” He mumbled and you pulled away from his neck to lock eyes with his and his brows furrowed as he shook his head, “So fucking perfect.” He complimented you, “Gonna stuff you full.”
You swallowed thickly and your jaw went slack as your body started to tremble with your impending orgasm. You gasped for air and fought to keep your eyes on his as your toes started to curl and the fire started to spread from your belly all throughout your body.
“I’m coming!” You gasped as you started to whither around his cock. The last thing you saw was Harry smiling before your eyes squeezed shut. And then he started to thrust into you so fast, chasing his own release. He kept colliding with your g-spot and it was making your withering orgasm turn into another one. You could hear him groaning and feel his warmth filling you up as he came inside you, but you started to rub your clit faster until your walls were pulsing around his cock again in another orgasm that had you moaning loudly without any regard for where you were or who could be around. You were just seeing white behind your closed eyelids as this one hit you even harder than the first.
“Shit…shit, baby! Oh fuck, baby!” He gasped in sensitivity but you locked your legs around him and held him in you as you relished in your second orgasm. Your ears were ringing and your entire body was shivering in ecstasy. You could hear him laughing a bit, fighting through the intense sensitivity of still being buried to the hilt inside of your hot and throbbing walls. You were both panting, trying to catch your breaths and come down from that. You just held each other in silence for a bit and you gently rubbed at his back as he hugged you close. “You really are the best gift I could’ve ever asked for, baby.” He said quietly and you smiled and craned your neck up to kiss his jaw. He let you go and you pulled back from each other and then reached for his jaw, ready to wipe off the faint kiss mark you’d left on him there and he pulled his neck back out of your reach and you grinned, “Gonna show it off too.” He said and you smiled.’
“OK, baby.” You said, clearly giddy with his decision to have him wearing your lipstick print on his skin.
“Are you having a nice time?”
“Oh yeah! Everyone is so nice. I’m having a really good time. We should get back down there actually, maybe do some of the games?”
“Yeah.” He hummed but made no effort to pull out of you just yet, “I love you so much. Too much.” He said softly as he ran his thumb over your cheek bone and you leaned into his touch.
“Too much?” You questioned through a giggle and he chuckled and nodded.
“Yeah, like sometimes s’too much for my body. Like, it feels like I can’t breathe.” He explained with a smile and you grabbed his face and pecked his lips quickly.
“So I take your breath away?” You whispered and his smile widened as he huffed out a laugh.
“Yeah, I guess you do, baby.” He hummed. “Do I take your breath away?” He asked and you grinned and shook your head. This made Harry pout and you smiled at him.
“It’s worse than that!” You said through your smile.
“Is it? Tell me then.” He hummed before quickly pecking the tip of your nose.
“You know how when the vampires can over hypnotize someone in What We Do In The Shadows?” You asked and he nodded, “And the person gets the “brain scramblies”?” You said and he chuckled, “That’s what you do to me. Makes my brain feel all fuzzy and staticky. Can only think about you and nothing else.” You finished and he was smiling wide.
“That’s cute, baby. But I think not breathing is worse. Therefore, I love you more.” He said and you smiled.
“Actually, you’re wrong. Your brain is what technically gives you life. It holds the information that makes you breathe on instinct. It’s your command center. Without it you wouldn’t be able to function at all! And somehow, you’re so entangled in mine that I know your mood just by the greeting you use when-” he interrupted you with his lips attaching themselves to yours in a deep and sensual kiss. Your heart fluttered and it felt like time stopped for a few seconds. After a few perfect and tense moments you pulled back and your eyes blinked open and your gazes locked, “-come home at night.” You finished and he smiled.
“I definitely love you more.” He said.
“Harry?”
“Yeah, baby?” He asked with a smile.
“Ummm, I’m ready.” You said and he looked at you with confusion for a second, “To take the next step with you.” You said and his brows furrowed as he took in what you said. “You’re the love of my life. I don’t want to live a single day without you by my side.” You said sincerely.
Harry couldn’t contain his joy and he just pulled you into his arms once again and you exhaled against him, so happy and relieved to have finally told Harry something that had been on your heart since a few days after your conversion about your future. You were so proud of yourself for just listening to your intuition when it came to this decision. After a few moments of just holding each other he pulled back and gently grabbed your face in his hands. His eyes bore into yours, looking into them so sincerely you could feel his emotions radiating off of him in waves and he smiled wide and kissed you deeply until you both couldn’t breathe.
In this moment it felt like you were the only two people in the world; even with the gorgeous cityscape bustling with life behind you, it felt like the world was all yours. You hadn’t experienced happiness with another person like you did with him. You guys made each other better and that was the point, wasn’t it? To be with someone who helped you be your best. So when your parents inevitably asked over the holidays what your goals were with each other you two could tell them with certainty that you were going to start a life together soon. Every part of you felt alight and you couldn’t wait to get started in planning your future together. Your kiss ended and he sighed and gazed deeply into your eyes.
“Oh baby, I’m gonna do everything I can to make you so, so happy.” Harry said softly but with a conviction you felt transferring into you as well. You smiled at this and squeezed him just a bit tighter.
“You already do, baby.” You assured him happily.
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A General Guide to Writing Well, Now, & Consistently
In all my years writing, I have struggled with keeping writing as a fun and healthy habit. It took me five years (and many instances of writer's block and giving up) to actually have a basic set of guidelines to keep my writing going...
And I would like to share these "rules" with you all today!
Now, a bit of a disclaimer: developing the quality of your writing skills comes with time, research, and thinking. It may sound frustrating to hear, and you may hear it often, but the only way to get better at writing is to write and read often. Many times, just by jotting a silly thought down or reading fanfiction, you can spawn ideas without realizing it.
Now, to the list of tips that (I hope) will help you on your writing endeavors!
If you are not having fun writing your story, your readers will not have fun reading it. It sounds silly, but it's true! If you're enjoying your writing, you're more likely to write more and input more ideas into it!
Even if you have people to check your works, reread them on your own anyway. This may be a little frustrating tip for some, but let me tell you: I used to HATE checking my own stuff. The worst way I learned that personally checking it is a necessity was when my aunt checked it and pointed out tens of mistakes within my grammar, storyline, and characters. Check yo work, it will save you a LOT of embarrassment in the future.
Write anything. Read everything. As ambiguous and obscure as it will sound, it makes sense with context. As I mentioned before, the only way to get better at writing is to write and read often. Write anything your mind desires, that's simple enough. But read EVERYTHING; not only books, blogs, and articles, but also games, texts with friends, billboards, pictures with text, and (sorry, students) even homework as well. You'll be surprised how much your vocabulary expands when you actually pay attention to anything that is written (for me, it was video games. Seven-year old me knew vocabulary that I was taught in seventh grade because of it). And on that note...
Research what you don't know. Please, this one is genuinely important (I'm biased because it's one of my pet peeves). This includes words you don't know the definition of, spelling, and even generic, real-life information you want to add into your stories (e.g. I actually spent four hours researching how gemstones are categorized for my sci-fi story: Eco-Adstrum). Unfortunately, sometimes researching and fact-checking your ideas before writing them down can prove to be unmotivating, especially when you're wrong. But, it's always good to stay optimistic and be creative enough to twist the actual fact to mold it to your stories. Unless you're writing non-fiction, then maybe don't do that last bit.
If you have no ideas, keep wiggling your pencil. To those that recognize that phrase, yes, it is not my own. This is a piece of writing from former Tumblr user "officialtheonite" (I was only able to find the post because it has been reblogged multiple times) and their fifth grade writing teacher. Essentially, even if you have no ideas, keep writing. Write ANYTHING, even if it doesn't make sense. You will always be able to double-check it later and you will save yourself a lot of wasted time sitting around trying to stir the soup in your brain.
Balance the usage of your names and pronouns. To this day, I still struggle with this. I tend to use an abundance of pronouns when I'm referring to a character, so much so that sometimes, it becomes unclear on if we are still talking about aforementioned character or if we're talking about a different character entirely. Use names when the focus or action of a character is on stage; use pronouns if we are still talking about said character (even if we are talking about the same character, make sure you at least reiterate their name when there's a new paragraph).
I'll be editing and reworking this list as time goes on. I hope these tips can be of use so some of you all. Feel free to ask me any questions if needed. Enjoy writing and keep at it! I believe in you all!
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Lil (long) simblr gratitude day post
I wanted to make a post shouting out some of my favorite creators, storytellers, and just general simmers from over the last year, mainly focused on ts4 since that's where my attention has been the most. Long post ahead so it's going under a cut. If you're not tagged please know I did wake up late today so it's not as complete of a list as I wanted it to be!!
@adelarsims - You are an essential in my mods folder!! I love how much realism and/or character your cc adds to sims, from things like the piercing holes to the wonky glasses to the mechanic overlay... Just so many little things that I can't imagine not having in my game or on certain characters now. Speaking of characters, your sims both original and premade are always so gorgeous, and I really enjoy your interpretations of wg and jeb. & Thank you for being WCIF friendly, I know it takes time to get that info but it's so appreciated, u've help me find some very beloved pieces of CC. Also the level of dedication u have to organizing your mods folder is incredible and you've inspired me a lot to get my folder's act together finally!! Which is SUCH a QoL improvement
@bearphase - I adore the bright legacy and I admire all the little details and effort you put into your posts, like fixing clipping issues, making icons and templates for custom careers or story events, ur creativity really shines through. You've also reminded me how fun NSB can be and inspired me to get back to it and my human enough gameplay and I can't thank u for that enough, it's got me sooo excited for future simming endeavors
@daisydezem - You've been a welcome addition on my dash back since POSE, which was a fantastic first community experience for me and so much fun, & I love your gameplay & love how much work u put into rainbowsin! (I adore Venus so much btw!!) I hope you're healing well and that u have a lovely new year!!
@divinedionym - CLAIRE!!! I was SO happy to see you dipping your toes back in the community I missed you on my dash! and while I adored ur vatores and their story and ur an incredible storyteller, I'm glad you've been able to pivot into something more enjoyable for u. I hope you have lots of fun in the coming year and I can't wait to see what Aspen gets up to… or into… especially with his vampire BF. Aside from that idk if you'll ever wanna run another sims server, but I did want to give you a late shoutout and props for that bc I know from experience it can be difficult and I really loved how you ran yours! I could just be an anxious bitch but I feel like its so hard to find comfortable servers.... and esp the storytellers one was so cozy and helpful, and ur management of it was *chefs kiss* I've also really enjoyed it every time we've talked, tho I'm sorry I'm so shy 😭😭
@earthmoonz - LONG TIME MUTUAL ALERT ….. ur sims are always so gorgeous. Love the Devereauxs and... Max and Lena… WOO. I support womens and nonbinary rights. and wrongs. Wifey has been SO good and I'm pumped to see where the rest of the story goes. U have a natural talent for storytelling and I really appreciate how much care u put into your characters. Everyone read wifey today rn
@hauntedtrait - Another mutual I enjoy every time I see you on my dash!! Your Lilith is drop dead gorgeous but honestly so many of your sims are. I love ur premade makeovers and Dakota is sooo pretty I'm obsessed. I can't wait 2 see who he ends up with! :]
@horusmenhosetix - I love seeing u on my dash and every time we've talked has been so lovely!! There's been so many times you've made me want to jump back into my projects for ts2 or even go back to ts3 once I have the space to download it. I love your s2cc and god ur sims …. its been a year but I still smile whenever I think about the vatore siblings you shared jhskfdh they're so perfect its got me inspired to throw together an s4 save whenever I get my mods folder sorted. & I'm so excited to go thru ur downloads tag and fill that baby UP with ur stuff next time I work on that !!!!!!!!
@myshunosun - One of my favorite CC creators, pretty sure my folder has all of your stuff in it bc I couldn't help myself. Always impressed with the quality and I love the variety. Thank u for sharing such incredible work with us!
@nucrests - I downloaded a lot of ur cc more recently but MY BOYS!!! U'VE CLOTHED MY BOYS!!! You make such good quality content and I'm always a huge fan of those that help me give my male sims some flair and style, thank u! :')
@oshinsimblr - Long 1 incoming... While I've never been a sims 4 hater, like a lot of people I've still struggled with the gameplay aspect of this iteration, so it's been really inspiring to watch how you go about your game and immerse yourself in it, see all the care you put into your sims. I have to thank you for the videos you've made on it, like the one on how to make sims you connect to, season 1 of Lovesick where you went basically vanilla with the specific intent to show people how much you can do with imagination and what that looks like in gameplay! It's been literally game-changing for me lol and helped me to have more fun with my saves, even if they're not one of the rare few that starts out off the rails, I get more enjoyment playing it out until things do start happening outside of my control.
& YOUR CC RECS!! I've downloaded so many of the mods you've recommended and I love how much they fill out the game. On the topic of Lovesick, I have not been able 2 get enough!! I'm so hooked lmao. Watching this series has really taken me back to the days when I was a teen reading like those particularly juicy drama-filled sims 3 stories you can't help but to keep clicking "next page" on, except Lovesick is so solid writing-wise. SO excited to see where Lizbeth is going in her life!!
@simandy - Your hairs have been an essential in my CAS folder for so long, and I've been so impressed with the evolution of your creations over the years. I've always liked your work but GODDAMN the quality always blows me away these days!! & I really, really adore and appreciate the variety!
@squea - ANOTHER SORT OF LONG ONE BUT ... Your sims just POP!!! SO much character, and your edits and art r phenomenal. Corn is one of my favorite little digital guys I've had the pleasure of experiencing on line in all my years in the sims community reading stories and gameplay. If Cornelius has a million fans I am one of them. If Cornelius has ten fans I am one of them. If Cornelius has no fans I am no longer on the earth. If world against Cornelius, I am against the world. So on and so forth
TBH you've also helped me have a lot more fun with the sims 4 talking about how you enjoy your game, and have a healthier mindset about my place in the community and connect back with the reason I made this blog in the first place, which was just to have fun and archive something I love, regardless of whether it got any attention or not! I started going MIA a bit post 2019 after really getting involved in the community, for Life Happens reasons, and naturally the lack of consistent posting for a while meant less eyes on whatever I came back to share. For a while I let that discourage me esp when a lot of effort was put into something, but after you posted about just genuinely enjoying ur game and loving what you made regardless of notes it made me realize what I was doing and helped me get back to that state of mind. Now whatever I make gets to matter simply because it matters to me, even if I post it at like 3am bc I'm so excited and no one ever sees it bc of that DHKDHKHSD. & I feel like I have u to thank for that!! U turned da lightbulb on
@thefoxburyinstitute - I could not make a gratitude post without forgetting to include the foxbury institute!! I've been messing around more with making CC the last couple of months and your blog has been so incredibly helpful, and I highly recommend everyone interested in creating or just wanting to maintenance and mend their mods folder a bit check them out!
@tricoufamily - YOUR RENDERS ARE SO GORGEOUSSS and I love your take on the Villareals. I never ran into the original story so I'm really excited tbh to see whats up ur sleeve... also I love everything you've shared about two headed lamb so far, so eerie and offputting in the best way. Also everyone read this is the fall here
@void-imp I know we just followed each other a few days ago but ur trio is SO CUTE!!!!!!!!!! I love Jab's design so much and I rlly enjoy what I've read about aleksey so far. :-)
@warwickroyals - Ok so first off your clothing is a STAPLE in my folder for my more wealthy and/or fashion-oriented sims! And as for the Warwick Legacy? One of my absolute favorite simblr stories I've read. I still remember when I started it, it was pretty late at night so I was just planning on reading a handful of posts and then picking it back up the next day. That did not happen I could not stop. Straight up stayed up the entire night bingeing all the way to the latest post (which was the Big Phillip Thing. I had to get up from my computer to pace I was having a Moment LOL) I've got some catching up to do but so far I think that's been my favorite arc. Aside from that your editing is beautiful, and I've always been a character enjoyer so I'm in love with how much thought you've put into all of yours, and the fact we get to learn so much about them. I think you do a really good job of balancing the cast and I really dig your storytelling style in general.
@whimsyalien I know u post moreso on twitter but since u ARE technically also on simblr... I just wanna say I love the polaris legacy and thank you so much for all the poses and templates you share!!!
@windbrook THANK YOU for making so many fantastic builds and for sharing your saves, it's one of my absolute favorites. Also all the original sims u post are so striking, and ur cartoon-ish makeovers were so much fun!! Loving the recent builds/world pics u shared as well, and looking forward to whatever you create whether its in sims 4 or a previous game in the series!
@yooniesim Your cc is a more recent addition to my folder but there's so many things you've made and I'm sure will make that are essentials there now, like the teeth and body hair and god that necklace set for men is a necessity, but outside of that I love a lot of the other CAS CC you make you have some of the cutest hairs and I really adore the accessories! Thank you also for speaking out on certain issues within the community.
Finally,
To My Followers: thank u all for sticking with me even as I've been a biiit flaky over the years. My healths doing a lot better tho and I have so much passion for the game and I'm so excited for what I have to share with u all next, and I hope it can brighten ur dash up a bit, pull the heartstrings when appropriate, etc!! I also have a lil milestone coming up so im planning on doing some sim requests soon as a thank you when that hits. c:
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Glimpse of Us
synopsis; in which Namjoon runs into you — his ex, at an awards show.
pairing; ex!namjoon x ex!reader
genre; angst, hint of fluff, drabble, idol au, ex au
warnings; a bit of POV switching and joon hopelessly being still in love with you 🙃
rating; PG-13
w/c; 778
a/n; imagine if he actually looked at you that way omg. OR REWATCHING HIS INTERVIEW AND SEEING HIM LOOKING LIKE THAT BECAUSE OF YOU LIKE STAAAHP.
He knew it was only a matter of time, as did you, but nothing could prepare him for the amount of memories that flooded his mind upon seeing you for the first time since your split.
It was his first time coming alone to an awards show. Normally, he would have his band mates by his side, a friend, or you — his now ex.
When he stepped out of the unmarked vehicle, his confidence was through the roof. The smiles and posing came easy, like second nature. The flashes were blinding, the shutters of the cameras were loud, the praise of the fans was heartwarming.
He thought he was doing well.
He thought that after a year of being apart, he was finally over you.
He was about to be proven wrong.
In the middle of answering an interview question about his upcoming music, he’s asked if there’s any possible way that you could’ve inspired any tracks.
“I’ll just let the lyrics speak for themselves.” His answer is cryptic, and the interviewer ‘oooo’s’ for dramatic effect. Thinking the interview is close to being done, he’s about to politely excuse himself when he gets interrupted by the interviewer’s gasps of delight.
They point at an area above his shoulder and behind him. The crowd around him also murmurs in shared excitement and he swears he hears your name whispered among them.
As if in slow motion, he turns around, and has to do a double take when he sees you in all your beautiful glory, dress flowing effortlessly around you as you walk and wave with a dazzling smile that has his eyes widening both in amazement and fear.
His breath gets caught in his throat, heart rate increasing to an abnormal speed. His palms become sweaty and he has to wipe them on his pants discreetly as your figure draws closer to where he’s at.
You haven’t noticed him yet.
For a split second, it crosses his mind to just run while he can and avoid the impending reunion with you, but ultimately his decision is made for him when the same interviewer calls out your name loudly, and waves you over.
Here goes nothing.
“Miss Y/L/N, we were just talking about you! How are you? You look amazing in your dress!”
You keep a healthy distance between you and Namjoon, smile tight, and brow raising in question at the interviewer’s words.
“All good things, I hope?” Your eyes meet Joon’s for the first time and it takes everything you have to keep your eyes from watering as you look away first, feigning cleaning off makeup from your eyes with your fingertip in an attempt to remain poised.
He frowns, noticing your tell for when you’re upset. Clearing his throat, he fixes the attention back on himself to allow you a moment to collect yourself. You give him a small smile in thanks. He nods subtly.
After a few indirect questions he skillfully dodged about your previous relationship, the focus was once again switched back to you. Full smile on display, you answer some questions yourself, keeping calm and witty, even sharing a few laughs with Joon.
Something you realized that you missed hearing until now.
As it finally comes to a close, you both make your ending remarks, wishing each other well in future endeavors and congratulating one another on your individual award nominations. To his surprise, it was you to make the first move. Your hand lays on his chest as you lean up to give him a chaste kiss on his cheek. Gently patting his chest, you step away and give him a final wave with a warm smile.
“See you, Joon.” Your voice is light and airy, eyes full of a kind of love he didn’t deserve.
Try as he may, his voice cracks as he replies, and your smile falters, the brightness in your eyes dimming.
“See you, y/n.”
He’s the one to pivot on his heel and walk away, hands shoved anxiously in his pants pockets, knowing if he allowed himself to look at you any longer his fake facade of being put together would begin to crumble in front of millions of viewers — in front of you.
And, most importantly, he didn’t want you to see how hopelessly in love with you he still is.
If he turned back around right now, he would witness your tearful eyes full of longing, lip quivering so badly you have to bite it, as you stare at his departing back with a sliver of hope that he would run back to you with a public declaration of love.
But, he never does.
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Hello! First of all, thanks for hosting the awards ❤️
I think I read somewhere in your blog that you take suggestions. I imagine it is a lot of work to make this even happens, but I do have a suggestion. I know some categories are separated by ship and that’s really good, which brings me to my point: complete separation between ships for all categories. Some corners have more active participants than others, and in those categories where you get different ships in the options, it can get a bit [how to put it…] messy because the ship with more active participants will definitely get votes (and sometimes, not always, of course, there’s those that vote X ship to make sure Y doesn’t win).
Thank you and hope you guys have a happy new year.
Hello there!
Thank you so much for such a kind ask! We appreciate the thoughtfulness!
So, this has been a suggestion/question/ask practically since FC's inception. People want to see their ships represented and acknowledge those creators just as much as the larger ships that often overshadow those smaller circles. That's completely understandable and totally fair!
However, breaking down each category into different ships is near impossible right now. In order to be able to host that, we would need far more participation than we currently have. Otherwise, for example, we would have 3 fics competing for Best Action/Adventure InuKag Fanfic versus 1 fic competing for Best Action/Adventure MirSan Fanfic. Can you see where that issue lies?
We're not sure if we would ever be able to reach participation levels to give us the ability to do that. However, we also realize the community's desire to have ships represented fairly. So the mod-team has come up with an idea that may be able to give the community just that.
On a trial basis, we could host a miniature term, separate from the 3 terms we are currently hosting per year. This term would be exclusively for those who want to indulge in shipping works. Here's a break down of how this would work:
This term would be shorter, with only 1 week for nominations, 2 weeks to enjoy the works, and 1 week for voting. This will help the mod-team garner how much interest/participation it receives, as well as help from overloading the mod-team with the tasks that come with hosting a full term.
All of the same FC rules would still apply that are currently in place. The exception is that we would lift the Winner Ban, so those works would be eligible just for this "Shipping Term". That rule is subject to change pending feedback and interest.
The categories would be simple: The Best of InuKag Fanfiction, The Best of KogKag Fanart, The Best of InuParents Fanfiction, etc. Ships can be added or changed pending on the interest check form.
We would have categories for both fanfiction and fanart to match up with shipping.
If this is not received well, then the mods will simply go back to the drawing board, as well as continue to take suggestions. If there is enough interest, then we will move forward with attempting this Shipping Term as a one-time thing with a date TBD. Depending on how it goes, it could become a more permanent occurrence in the future.
FeudalConnection was created for the community, and we want to abide by what the community wants as much as we can. We hope this will help in that endeavor.
You can find the link to the Interest Check Here.
As always, we welcome your feedback and will continue to do our best to bring love to the creators of this fandom.
-FeudalConnection
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It's been a long time, but I've finally started working on Liminal Bridges again! (For anyone still invested in that series, thank you so much for your patience haha -- I needed the break and the plot is all the better for it). But I thought I might share a snippet that goes into a little bit of magical headcanoneering. Bonus: Professor Neloth:
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“Um, excuse me, Master Neloth.”
Neloth looked up from his desk with a scowl. A timid Breton girl with cropped brown hair had raised her hand.
“Class was supposed to begin fifteen minutes ago. Did you want us to–”
Neloth snapped his journal shut and the class collectively jumped. He took a long breath through his nose and exhaled slowly, rubbing his temples. Pesky creatures.
“Today we will be reviewing the most common spellforms used in divinatory practices, as well as the far more complex, far more difficult, non-Galerion methodology. I do hope that everyone completed their reading assignments.”
There were silent nods of affirmation.
“Good.” Neloth got to his feet and moved to stand in front of his desk. “We will begin with the most basic clairvoyance spell: directional divination. Just as with any other spell, one must know the magical limitations if one is going to push the boundaries of the existing form. So tell me, what are the constraints of this spell?” He traced the form in the air, creating suspended shimmering lines, interlocking circles and spirals.
There was a brief moment of silence before Erebil raised his hand.
“Yes, speak.”
“There’s a temporal limit.” Erebil indicated to one of the circles.
“Correct. Do you know why there’s a temporal limit on a directional clairvoyance spell?”
Erebil pressed his tongue to the back of his lips, glancing between Neloth and the luminescent form that hovered in the air. “Because the mage has to gaze into the future in order to see the path they need to take, but… uh—”
Neloth remained silent, waiting.
The Breton girl shot her hand up.
“Speak.”
“Wouldn’t gazing too far into the future edge into the territory of Elder Scrolls?”
“Correct, in a sense.” Neloth waved the form away and it dissipated in a shimmering puff. “Think of temporal limits like these as safeguards from certain madness. You, the caster, are allowed to see just enough into the future to aid in your immediate endeavor, but not so far into the future that you might drive yourself to the brink with a glimpse at the fathomless branches of possibility. Even the Moth Priests pay dearly for the access to foreknowledge. Aside from mere blindness, many live the rest of their days as invalids, regardless of their training. My point in this being: know these rules, know why they exist, and know the consequences of breaking them before you attempt to do so.”
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hii!!! i have a lil request! its smth ive been thinking a lot about bc i love him so much, but how do u think shoto would be with someone whos like super counter-culture? like super goth or punk or gyaru or smth! im personally really into goth and have lots of facial piercings including some that are not super common like angel fangs as well as a bunch of tattoos, brightly dyed hair and dress kinda trad goth on the regular w bones and all that.
i can kinda see him maybe catching interest in someone whos so outside of the norm in style as a way to kinda fuck w his dad since he grew up so traditionally and all that, but also he seems like he'd be too kind to actually follow through with dating someone solely to spite his dad.
skfbdidjd idk! i just kinda wanna hear other ppls thoughts on it! i hope u have a good holiday season and a good new year!
(gender neutral reader, no pronouns mentioned— i tried to be very broad when it came to describing aspects of aesthetics)
ohh i think shouto being with someone that’s super counter culture is an interesting concept
before meeting them, he’d probably walk past them— his future s/o decked out in super cool accessories (including piercings), tattoos and dyed hair, and his neck would almost SNAP due to how fast he looked back at them 😭😭
it’s a culture shock, he obviously isn’t used to people that are so.. non-traditional? if he brought you in front of his dad then his dad would probably freeze up (ironically) and get sent to the hospital in an ambulance.
he’d be in awe just by looking at them standing, breathing, doing nothing— the wrist guards (solely for aesthetics, a shock for shouto since he needs those in the heroics) leg warmers, colorful hairpins, intricate and one of the kind hairstyles—
your overall fashion sense has him gawking.
it’s almost rude (and is about to become that way) the way he’s just opening staring at you like some kid on an airplane— but y’know, he’s kinda cute so you don’t make much of it. on top of that, you should probably mind your business, and not start some beef with the current #1 hero’s youngest and also famous son.
when he gets to know you more, he finds himself liking you— whether or not your personality aligns perfectly with your chosen aesthetic, or it’s the polar opposite, he finds himself sticking to you like some lost puppy.
it’s a perfect 50:50 of “i think your personality is cool” and “i need to follow you because i need to look at you more. you LOOK cool”
so he dates you for the reasons above and also because he wants to piss off his dad— because again, looking at you could send endeavor into a shock. (and he dates you genuinely because he actually really likes you and wouldn’t use you without your consent just to spite his very traditional father)
all backstory aside, he goes to you when he needs advice to level up his appearance— that includes fashion. anything you say is noteworthy, and he will absolutely take any advice as long as you say it.
he also comes to you for advice for piercings especially.
yeah, because y’know how it looked like he had some cartilage piercings in some of the latest official arts? he definitely went to you to ask for the pain level and aftercare.
“will it hurt?”
“yeah.. it’s cartilage after all. what if you got a lobe piercing first? you don’t have one.”
“i trust you. :)) so i’ll get one if you say so.”
he would’ve made you pierce his ears— or he did make you. it depends on how okay, and experienced you are with it. (and even if you weren’t— he’d still want you to do it 💀 it’s a good thing you could say no)
he’d also want to know the backstory behind any of your tattoos if you have any.
and he’d also want to try everything with you— that includes touching up your hair dye, getting new clothes, painting your nails, doing your makeup— the endless amount of things he’s willing to do with you, and assist you with 😭 i need someone like that
anyways, besides everything fashionable— he is your number one defender.
someone (for some stupid reason) said out loud “when i think of todoroki, i can’t imagine him being with someone like Y/N..”
and before anyone could say anything else, he just blankly replies with
“when i think of you, i can’t imagine you with anyone.”
that causes everybody to shut up, and you have to bite the inside of your cheek to prevent yourself from breaking into a smile.
he’s ruthless sometimes 😭
#tldr: he’s in love your honor 😻#🗣—. talks !!#🫂.thanks‼️#bnha imagines#bnha x reader#mha x reader#mha imagines#bnha fluff#bnha x y/n#todoroki shouto x reader#todoroki x reader#todoroki imagines#todoroki x y/n#todoroki x you#shouto x reader#shouto imagines#shouto fluff#todoroki shouto headcanons#shouto headcanons#bnha headcanons#todoroki shouto fanfic
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Hello! Today marks the release of a new musical project I've been working on for the past month or so: Sleep Buddy!
Ambient music to help you focus or just get some sleep.
Available now on Spotify and Apple Music!
You can read more about where the project came from below:
After dropping out of college, joining a band, moving in with the band, watching the band fall apart, and then subsequently finding myself with an increasing amount of pent-up musically creative energy, I decided I wanted to make something of my own.
I was also about five years deep into a stint of severe insomnia — from my first year of high school onward I generally only slept about an hour or two each night. After my friends would fall asleep and there was nobody left awake to play games with or text or talk to on the phone, I'd spend the quietest hours of my evenings teaching myself how to produce music.
The blend of these two issues manifested itself into a love of producing and listening to ambient music, and I set out with the goal of creating an album that would help me fall asleep each night. It was freeing to break away from the verse-chorus song structure I'd become so acclimated to, allowing myself to let long droning synths reverberate for hours into the night or searching for field recordings of windy plains or rainy farmhouses to see how I could incorporate the sounds of nature into my compositions. I'd write a song, load it onto my iPod, hop into my car, and cruise around empty New Jersey streets to hear how it worked as a soundtrack for the drive. In the span of about three weeks, I'd finished and released my first solo album under the artist name Boqeh: Halcyon.
Halcyon saw the beginning of a new habit: Almost every single day I'd open up my laptop and throw some nice sounding synths and chords together and let them loop endlessly while I worked on other tasks. Usually these project files would get deleted at the end of the day, but every once in a while they'd be saved and fleshed out into a full track for a hypothetical future album release. My next few ambient albums as Boqeh all followed that same songwriting process, but I eventually got more into the habit of deleting files than saving them. Slowly but surely, I stopped releasing music altogether as my career and other creative endeavors took center stage in my life.
Although I grew into the habit of deleting my daily project files, I never kicked the habit of starting a new one almost every morning. In 2018 while discussing the rise of ten-hour relaxation YouTube videos and 24/7 lofi hip-hop beats streams with a friend, I wondered aloud why I wasn't using the huge volume of music I was creating and disposing of daily to do something similar.
It's taken ten years since the release of Halcyon for me to feel confident enough to make it happen, but I'm finally done erasing the work I create.
Enter Sleep Buddy.
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Sleep Buddy is both a new project and revitalization of the intention behind Halcyon — albums of carefully crafted and original ambient music with the goal of helping listeners fall asleep or relax while working on other tasks. Today marks the release of the first album: Intro.
Intro is a thesis statement. Available as a ten hour YouTube video (of course), on Bandcamp, or through your favorite streaming service like Apple Music or Spotify, it contains just under two hours of original ambient music covering a wide variety of ideas I plan on drilling further into for future releases. Almost the entirety of the album was written and produced over three weeks in January of this year, and in the time it has taken to distribute Intro to music platforms, I have already finished a followup for release sometime next month. If all goes well, expect a new Sleep Buddy release monthly in 2023.
In the meantime I hope you'll give this first album a listen, and if you do I hope it helps you relax.
You deserve it.
Head to sleepbuddy.online for more. <3
#ambient music#music production#ambiance#ambient#sleep#sleep music#relaxing music#calming music#Bandcamp#Youtube
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Came home and read #146 today. Lovely work, as always. When I tell you I legit SCREAMED when Leo mentioned Donnie's kids... I am EAGERLY awaiting their first on-page appearance. I'm so happy to have picked up on the foreshadowing back when #139 came out. I might actually keel over and die from joy when we finally get to meet them properly.
(Some friends and I were joking that Armaggon is Donnie's firstborn, after the issue before this one. Now seeing how much he wants Donnie dead, I think the joke is even funnier.)
Loved seeing Old man Leo too, even if it was for a short while. And I caught that line about Umeko! Is she meant to be the IDW version of Ninjara, or an in-name-only easter egg? Either way, glad to know that Raph continues his pattern of falling for fox girls who can beat him in a fight. Unless this Umeko is the ant person - I still have faith in their ability to give Raph a run for his money, though.
Give the art team my appreciation as well, the old man turtles were top tier and Venus was GORGEOUS.
Going to miss your writing after #150 - best of luck with your future endeavors!
So happy to hear you liked 146, thanks! I'm glad you're excited about Don's "kids," they almost got scrapped a couple times because there's so much going on in my final few issues but they made it into the story, I hope you like them.
Umeko is IDW Ninjara, yep, but she won't make an appearance for a while, not until after I'm done with my run. Nothing is set in stone yet so I don't want to get any hopes up but if all goes to plan, she'll show up soon enough. ;)
The ant person is Wanda, one of the Splinter Clan students, she's been around since issue 105, popping up every so often as a minor character.
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A bunch of answers 5 and recap
Hi everyone,
With the summer season and the ending of many series, I’m finally catching up with old whumps’ lists, in particular:
* As already stated here, I’ve completed the final seasons of The Flash, Titans and Endeavor and updated the whumps lists; I’ve completed Carnival Row as well and it’s online;
* the lists from current, but not broadcasted at moment, series are all updated; The Blacklist’s tenth and final season is airing and updated to the last episode as well;
* I have to update the second season of Tale of the Nine-Tailed which is currently being aired under the name “1938″ as a prequel and I will binge watch it once fully broadcasted;
* I have done a whumpslist for the first season of Will Trent and the books by Karin Slaughter the TV show is based on, I'm still undecided whether to publish it or wait to complete them all. What would you prefer?;
* I’ve recently posted some new K-lists: Insider, Doctor Lawyer and updated Taxi Driver with the second season; I’ve also (FINALLY) completed the list for The K2, it will be posted in a couple of days; viceversa, it’s already online the whumpslist of Citadel but I really didn’t liked the show itself, many things were off...
As my plans for future binge watching and whumps’ lists:
* Tom Clancy's Jack Ryan new season will be released soon as the third season of The Witcher (I promise I have started to watch the second season of it and updating the list) which will be the last one I will do if it is true that Henry Cavill will no longer wear the clothes of Geralt of Rivia;
* I have The Musketeers list to complete (only a bunch of episodes left to review), and two seasons and half of The Last Ship;
* i have selected many K-dramas I want to watch this summer, I don’t know if any of them are worth of a whumpslist but I certainly hope so!
You can find all the lists and the links into the Whumpslist’s links Sheet here. Plus, I've made another sheet to include all my gifs, short clips and audios posted as Tumblr allows only a certain amount to links into a single post.
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Meanwhile I’ve received many messages, I’ll gather the answers here.
Not sure if you've done this show yet, but, Queen of the South, it's on Netflix, has some great whump for character James Valdez 👌
Hi Anon, yes, I’ve seen some gifsets here and there but I’m not sure I would like the series itself. Still evaluating it.
Do you have a whumplist for Covert Affairs? Especially Auggie!
Maybe, @sharimae, but surely not in the foreseeable future, as I’ve already watched it back in the days.
Has the whump community gotten a hold of Lockwood and Co yet? if not y’all need to run to netflix rn!!!Anthony Lockwood is the PERFECT whumpee, but plenty goes around! not to mention there’s found family, hurt/comfort, angst, self sacrifice, tragic backstories, reckless boy with no self care, torture, electrocution, sword fights, ghosts can and will kill you (or put you into a coma), girl who can save the world and the boy who would die for her, gunshot wound, collapsing and needing to be supported, unconsciousness, powers are a burden… i could go on honestly
He’s cute, indeed, I’ll consider it.
brothers whump
Sorry, @s610ela, care to elaborate??
Hi!! I was wondering if you have any plan to continue the list for Jack Ryan? Thank you!
Hi there! As said above, I will certainly continue the list for this show.
Your Remington Steele gifs of 4x01 are an actual gift to the tiny Remington Steele fandom! Where did you get the episodes to use?! (If you don’t mind me asking lol)
Ah, my little me was SO in love with Remington Steele and enjoyed the sporadic whumps everytime they popped up! I made the gifs a while ago, I’m sorry I don’t remember where I retrieved the episode to do the gifset.
That’s all, folks!
#Thanks for the input#ask whumpslist#suggestions for whumpslist#Carnival Row#The Blacklist#Tale of the Nine-Tailed#Will Trent#Taxi Driver#The K-2#Citadel#Jack Ryan#The Witcher#The Musketeers#The Last Ship#Queen of the South#Covert Affairs#Lockwood and Co#Remington Steele
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Hubert Von Vestra x GN! Reader
You'll meet Hubert just like he meets anyone. Yes, through the Academy. He is fishing out prospects to help Lady Edelgard in every future endeavor. So if he approaches you, he has studied you to a creepy and accurate extent. Yes IF he approaches you. He must make sure first that you are indeed useful.
After he considers your utility to his and most importantly Lady Edelgard's plans, he will keep an eye on you. I am not going to lie he will come off as creepy to you. He only tones down his creepy vibes when Edelgard orders him to so trust me you are getting scared.
Undoubtedly one night when you are walking to your room you come across him.... Bernadetta still considers your screams are like that of a banshee while Lysithea and Ashe still think there's a ghost roaming the academy at night.
His absolute devotion to Edelgard will strain your relationship a bit. On one hand if you are to become friends with the Empire's heir he will become menacingly jealous (he already has to deal with Monica he will be damned if he has to deal with another) on the other hand you may come to the misunderstanding that he is in love with her.
While on the subject of jealousy he will find it curious that he still feels that way when you approach other students and sometimes even teachers.
Prepare to have that weighting feeling of having eyes behind your back. Hubert whether or not in a relationship with you he always has his eyes or some of his trusted associates' on you at all times. You have never felt more uncomfortable and yet safer at the same time. Once Edelgard catches on (often being the victim of Hubert's overzealous nature) she will give you tips on how and when to get some time alone.
Hubert is probably going to be the last person to realize his true feelings for you. The man isn't dense by any means but with all the planning and scheming this man has far too much on his mind. Edelgard probably finds out much faster than him.
Speaking of Edelgard, when she catches on to Hubert's feelings for you and sees how hard he is failing at it, she is on a mission. She invites you often for tea in the hopes to study you, to see if you are a right match for him and to see if you are invested romantically in him as well. Once she gets all the info she needs she goes to the one who will hopefully, due to experience, will be able to help stop all the foolishness Hubert and you are doing by evading each other - none other than Dorothea
Turns out Dorothea already knows and the whole Black Eagles have been placing bets around the subject. Some (Petra) even suggesting force.
All of the Black Eagles are now intent on helping out with varying degrees of ultimate failure (Ferdinand tried to put the two of you together but somehow ended up making you believe that Hubert and him were together). The only success they had was to invoke Hubert's absolute fury. While shielded most of the time by Edelgard, the team decided to give up just in case they were walking towards an early grave like Hubert has detailed in very creative ways.
Fortunately for the team, someone else caught wind of the predicament, the master schemer himself, Claude von Riegan. So it was to everyone's surprise to see Claude one day just openly and loudly flirting with you. Everyone stared at awe at the scene and then stared at the absolutely terrifying dark aura emanating from Hubert. For you see, at that moment, Hubert might have discovered his feelings but as to make the noble sacrifice of not putting you in any danger for the upcoming war he forgot other fools might take you and put you in far more danger for they could not see, treat or protect you the way he could.
So after putting himself between you and Claude he invited you for tea which you accepted. Well, you had tea, he had coffee. You two chatted a bit before Hubert got serious and proposed his feelings in the most business way possible. He highlighted how advantageous it would be for you to be involved with him even going as far as laying the beneficts of your family being aligned with his (should you be noble or not). Before he could extend his monologue any further you interrupted him with the most powerful and yet simple words available to you - "I like you too."
Hubert stopped speaking entirely, the only evidence he was still alive was the blush on his face and ears - "O-oh! T-that's-- Yes... That is very..... Um.... Good!"
You giggle at his reaction but lightly taking his hand in yours you propose you take things lightly, go on a few dates before you even think about "the beneficial sides for the families"
He agrees and then he hears the collective of the student body sigh with relief "FINALLY!". The relief is short lived however as a monster suddenly appears in the depths of the academy. All it was heard was an urgent shout "Dammit Hapi!"
Hubert was now more content to be at your side rather than tailing your shadow. He was still highly devoted to Edelgard and you respected that but now he had you to lovingly be devoted to and having that same devotion back at him. At first he wasn't used to it. Having someone devote themselves to him like you do. But he had to admit it was rather heavenly.
During the war it wasn't easy. Hubert kept trying to take you away. To keep you safe but you stubbornly refused to leave his side. Arguments were frequent about that topic as well. Once he went as far as saying you were distracting him from his duty making you go on the completely different squad than his. Before he could ever apologize your squad had already gone on a recon mission.
Hubert could not sleep for days after that. He always kept his ears out for news from your squad, always on his nerves' end should something happen to you. And one day... his fears came to be. Your squad was attacked suddenly.
At the news he froze till Edelgard snapped his attention back. He got on the first horse he could find and rode to where your squad was seen last. Ferdinand rode with him should he lose himself in his panicked state and made Hubert take breaks for his and the horses' sakes. All he knew was that you were still so far from him, you could be hurt, taken prisoner, dead... He had to get to you as fast as he could before his minds' violent imagination drove him mad.
After days of riding he got to your squads camp. Your squad had been taken by surprise but managed to withstand with the minimal casualties and a few injured. You yourself had been injured but it was just a few cuts and bruises. He spotted you first after looking around desperatly and wrapped his arms around you in an almost suffocating embrace. He cried that day, he didn't care, he had you. He had you. You took him to your tent and after a series of apologies he kissed your every cut, every bruise, every scar and promised himself he would never allow this to happen again.
The ones that attacked your squad and managed to escape were hunted down mercilessly and so were their lords. For Hubert would not suffer any threat to house Vestra and yes, even if not married now, he saw you as his.
From day onward you two were truly inseparable. And soon Edelgard began poking at Hubert to propose to you with her blessing. The day of the Emperor's marriage to Byleth, Edelgard threw the bouquet strategically and aggressively at you (making you fall back at the sheer force of the throw). And yes, when you FINALLY get married, Edelgard had to include in her speech "and they FINALLY proposed! FINALLY got married, in all seriousness I was afraid children would come first than this contract!".
You two did grow inseparable despite it all to the grand relief of all your friends.
#hubert von vestra x reader#hubert x reader#gn!reader#fe hubert#fire emblem three houses x reader#Fire emblem three hopes#Fire emblem three houses#hubert von vestra#My writing
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Chapter 244: Inhuman Makyo Shinjuku Showdown, Part 16--Miwa's sword vs Higuruma's sword
😮💨 phew. What a week to be a jjk fan.
I've been on jjk defense mode for days 😂 quite the exercise in futility truly joke's on me lmao
So this week I am going on a tangent about Miwa because I would have liked to see more from her AND I think Gege was using Miwa to tell a story that did not align with those expectations.
So... at the expense of ghost writing for Gege...
... I am going on a tangent about the symbolism in this chapter surrounding Miwa's character and what that says for her and why I find it relatable af, not necessarily as a woman, but as a human.
You have been warned...
Your death would be meaningless
So we start the chapter with the main complaint against jjk this last week: its character deaths are meaningless, purely for shock value, and don't contribute anything to the overall themes, other characters, and plot.
So I love Kusakabe here saying "your death would be meaningless if you joined this battle, if you don't want to die then you don't want to die and that's a'ok kthanksbye" because this speaks to having a reasonable mindset and a strong sense of self needed to make a choice like Nori did.
One thing to consider is that jjk is a battle between instinct free from reason (Sukuna and other sorcerers like him) and reason (whom Angel and characters like her represent).
Which brings us to Miwa who has not explicitly shared any reasoning regarding running away. In fact, she's still very much part of the gang even if she can't swing her sword anymore--that kind of says something about her instinctual self.
That is not to mention that, Miwa is an ant in a battle of dancing elephants, and Kokichi wanted to protect and see her flourish.
So Miwa joining this battle directly would truly be a meaningless death.
And yet, I wanted her to do something unexpected.
I wanted her to do something kick ass because plot twist, I was hoping that every time she called herself useless she was just being self-depreciating and that she could actually make something, anything happen.
And that's when I realized that Miwa is past "me".
So there goes all objectivity about jjk out the window. Here comes the ghostwriting.
Miwa has bought into an identity about herself that keeps her limited in what she can do and accomplish--this is one of the most basic themes at the core of jjk.
People who THINK they are the strongest and how that idea of themselves limits how they perceive and relate to others.
People who THINK the best they can do is throw away their life and how that idea of themselves makes them downplay their abilities.
Or people who THINK they are useless and how they fumble their future because of the one time they decided to believe in themselves... well, we all know how that went.
What I love about this is that it's anticlimactic af given how easily Kenny breaks Miwa's sword.
And I love it precisely because it's real. Like... after seeing herself as useless for so long instead of focusing on developing her sense of self, never being able to swing the katana is the result of how Miwa overestimated herself because of her naivety.
Our actions have consequences, and jjk does not shy away from that truth and never has. Look at Megumi right now.
I also loved that there's a character with a sword so powerful, it can kill it's opponent with a single swing.
And that got me thinking about the symbolic significance of the sword in relation to Miwa and Higuruma because it almost feels like Gege might just be intentional about juxtaposing these two characters in terms of their sense of self.
The sword as symbol of the mind
This is true especially when you look at Miwa's clueless reactions to all of the talk about law, which is a logic-based endeavor, and you compare that to Higuruma's effortless handling of the discussion.
The thing is that the sword is a masculine/yang symbol that can represent authority, power, and dominance, and more importantly, the penetrative and discriminative abilities of the intellect.
Think of it this way, like the mind, a sword can metaphorically cut through darkness to create clarity and understanding, just as much as it can penetrate through surfaces in search for depth and meaning.
We all have this ability, but in this chapter Miwa is shown to struggle to keep up with the conversation compared to everyone else.
What we saw in this chapter is a clueless 16 year old girl actually idk how old Miwa is but that's besides the point who made a really bad decision because she's young af and lacks the ability to reason the way a grown up would and who has to pay the consequences of her blunder.
Compared to Higuruma's powerful sword, Miwa's sword breaking is symbolic of her will and her own sense of self. Miwa is "weak" because of how she sees herself.
I can see why people would find that annoying, but I kind of personally see it as very empowering because it now means Miwa has to find a way to be useful without her sword. But that's just me. That's kind of how I see the world.
Now, will we get to see said character development? mmm probably not? She is side character af.
Is there an imbalance of "powerful" male characters compared to "powerful" female characters (that tend to all follow a Warrior/Amazon Queen archetype or rely on masculine definitions of strength)?
I'm going to dodge that question by redirecting your attention to the latest hc I was sold because I can't do anything about the question: Higuruma and Mei Mei were a thing.
#Self-righteous lawyer and self-serving hottie have a fling 😮💨 this is what shadow dynamics are made of.
That said, would I have preferred that Higuruma was in Miwa's place and that Miwa was the one with the sword powerful enough to bring truth and clarity?
As this chapter showed, I'm not sure Miwa has ever demonstrated that she could be that person at this exact moment in time. And I personally like to think that given time and her own spinoff series "useless Miwa learns she's not useless", she would develop her sense of self further. But more importantly, as I feel about the other characters, I ope that she would learn to love herself as she is.
How's that for ghostwriting?
Anyways... guys... I need to stop getting involved in futile arguments lmao. I know I'm not convincing anyone of anything and I'm not trying to because I respect people don't like what I like. All I can do is share my perspective of things.
Actually. Why did I write all of this? idk. I wanted to share that I like the idea that Miwa has to learn from her mistake and the possibility of where her character goes from there, whether we see it or not. It's all written between the lines as per usual because I have to agree that Gege only has so many panels and a big cast of characters who may or may not be what he wants to focus on.
Which is something that happens with a lot of manga.
Have a happy jjk-break week. Here's to hoping we survive it.
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Glimpse of Us
synopsis; in which Namjoon runs into you — his ex, at an awards show.
pairing; ex!namjoon x ex!reader
genre; angst, hint of fluff, drabble, idol au, ex au
warnings; a bit of POV switching and joon hopelessly being still in love with you 🙃
rating; PG-13
w/c; 778
a/n; imagine if he actually looked at you that way omg.
this is part of an ongoing random gif inspired drabble series. you can find other short fics to read like this here
He knew it was only a matter of time, as did you, but nothing could prepare him for the amount of memories that flooded his mind upon seeing you for the first time since your split.
It was his first time coming alone to an awards show. Normally, he would have his band mates by his side, a friend, or you — his now ex.
When he stepped out of the unmarked vehicle, his confidence was through the roof. The smiles and posing came easy, like second nature. The flashes were blinding, the shutters of the cameras were loud, the praise of the fans was heartwarming.
He thought he was doing well.
He thought that after a year of being apart, he was finally over you.
He was about to be proven wrong.
In the middle of answering an interview question about his upcoming music, he’s asked if there’s any possible way that you could’ve inspired any tracks.
“I’ll just let the lyrics speak for themselves.” His answer is cryptic, and the interviewer ‘oooo’s’ for dramatic effect. Thinking the interview is close to being done, he’s about to politely excuse himself when he gets interrupted by the interviewer’s gasps of delight.
They point at an area above his shoulder and behind him. The crowd around him also murmurs in shared excitement and he swears he hears your name whispered among them.
As if in slow motion, he turns around, and has to do a double take when he sees you in all your beautiful glory, dress flowing effortlessly around you as you walk and wave with a dazzling smile that has his eyes widening both in amazement and fear.
His breath gets caught in his throat, heart rate increasing to an abnormal speed. His palms become sweaty and he has to wipe them on his pants discreetly as your figure draws closer to where he’s at.
You haven’t noticed him yet.
For a split second, it crosses his mind to just run while he can and avoid the impending reunion with you, but ultimately his decision is made for him when the same interviewer calls out your name loudly, and waves you over.
Here goes nothing.
“Miss Y/L/N, we were just talking about you! How are you? You look amazing in your dress!”
You keep a healthy distance between you and Namjoon, smile tight, and brow raising in question at the interviewer’s words.
“All good things, I hope?” Your eyes meet Joon’s for the first time and it takes everything you have to keep your eyes from watering as you look away first, feigning cleaning off makeup from your eyes with your fingertip in an attempt to remain poised.
He frowns, noticing your tell for when you’re upset. Clearing his throat, he fixes the attention back on himself to allow you a moment to collect yourself. You give him a small smile in thanks. He nods subtly.
After a few indirect questions he skillfully dodged about your previous relationship, the focus was once again switched back to you. Full smile on display, you answer some questions yourself, keeping calm and witty, even sharing a few laughs with Joon.
Something you realized that you missed hearing until now.
As it finally comes to a close, you both make your ending remarks, wishing each other well in future endeavors and congratulating one another on your individual award nominations. To his surprise, it was you to make the first move. Your hand lays on his chest as you lean up to give him a chaste kiss on his cheek. Gently patting his chest, you step away and give him a final wave with a warm smile.
“See you, Joon.” Your voice is light and airy, eyes full of a kind of love he didn’t deserve.
Try as he may, his voice cracks as he replies, and your smile falters, the brightness in your eyes dimming.
“See you, y/n.”
He’s the one to pivot on his heel and walk away, hands shoved anxiously in his pants pockets, knowing if he allowed himself to look at you any longer his fake facade of being put together would begin to crumble in front of millions of viewers — in front of you.
And, most importantly, he didn’t want you to see how hopelessly in love with you he still is.
If he turned back around right now, he would witness your tearful eyes full of longing, lip quivering so badly you have to bite it, as you stare at his departing back with a sliver of hope that he would run back to you with a public declaration of love.
But, he never does.
#kim namjoon x reader#kim namjoon x you#namjoon x you#namjoon x reader#rm x reader#rm x you#namjoon angst#kim namjoon#bts kim namjoon#short drabble#drabble#RGDS#ex au#idol au#jungkook angst#bangtan boys#bangtan sonyeondan#bangtan family#bangtan#bts angst#bts army#angst#bts fic
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~✨💖 Preparing for Commissions 💖✨~
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“A self portrait in watercolor; the perfect profile design but my current really goes well with my Tumblr Blog-Site ✨”
My Progress So Far
Well! I’m taking a leap if faith for a year to put all of my attention to building my own self-made art business; the fear is very much apparent but it’s outweighed by the sheer excitement of finally having the opportunity and space to just go for it!
I’m going to be reviewing the fundamentals of watercolor and already have a commission to work on (super excited to share with all of you). Here are some of my works I’ve posted on my Instagram so far:
The first two was from December of 2021 after a long hiatus starting a but after leaving college.
Also, I’m proud to say I worked on my first collaboration with my little sister! She loves painting watercolors, so I only feel a compelling duty to support her artistic endeavors with encouragement:
Plans for The Future
Honestly, just focusing on taking things step by step. It’s detrimental for growing artists to rush beyond the edge, so I’m taking my time and simultaneously learning to see it as an investment altogether.
“Owl House” has been my artistic inspiratory catalyst so far 💖
My hope is that this kicks off enough to really give me that job-from-home opportunity I’m looking for, as well as the dream to especially grow off on this blog site!
As much as I can recognize Instagram and TikTok, it is my deepest hope that any potential tumblr users get a genuine kick out of what I have to offer!
Your time and reading is much appreciated, and please don’t be afraid to share your thoughts as I post on Tumblr~!
Abrazos y Besitos,
@solareti <3
#artwork#mental wellbeing#lgbtq#lgbtqa#support#trying#thoughts#questions#articles#anxi4ty#kawaii#artist#art#ink#anime
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Luvdisc Day Festival has finally come to an end.
There is so much that I want to say, but it simply wouldn't suffice to express the insurmountable gratitude that I have for seeing this community event come to life.
However, my heart goes out to these few people—who shall not go unnamed—for playing a huge role in Luvdisc Day Festival!
Thank you to Geist (@fmrboarder && @fightnemo) for being my co-host in this event. We went through a lot together from the preparation stage to the end. I will never forget the amount of effort you put into designing the aesthetic and graphics for this blog. Writing the gazette with you every week was surely an experience that could have been easier, but I wouldn't exchange the memories for anything else. Thank you for being my ride-or-die. I could never have done this without you. You know this to be true.
Thank you to Leche (@lacampeona) for formalizing our community event and for the absolutely eloquent speeches! Without the La Primera, this Luvdisc Day Festival would not have been a prime celebration in Paldea!
Thank you to Aadi (@futurefocused) and Rex (@seginbeats) for being the Judges of Luvdisc Day Tournament. Your knowledge in competitive battling is invaluable to us, and thank you for always being able to find the time to spectate the matches, especially when both Geist and I were not around. Thank you for also hosting practice sessions with the participants to sharpen up their skills.
Thank you to Shiro (@monterraverde) for being our Phantom! Did you know that the original title for this event was supposed to be The Phantom Who Stole Valentine? Our main candidate for The Phantom has always been Rika from the get-go since the conceptualization stage! We are honestly surprised by how well they have performed and masqueraded themselves throughout the course of this event! Thank you for the theatrical Phantom appearances, as well as all the brainstorming sessions we've had together. This event, too, will not be successful without you playing as The Phantom. Thank you.
Thank you to my small helpful team of mods, Ollie (@voltagedoubler) and Pluto (@profutured) for the moral support, insightful conversations, and endearing companionship. Much love to the both of you, and I wish you well in your future endeavors. ❤️
Thank you to Cas (@redlegend) for being tolerant and patient with me as we work out our event schedules together! PWT was so much fun! And the talks we had as GM or Main Organizer to community events were very enlightening!
Thank you to all the booth vendors and tournament participants for bringing so much color and flavor to Luvdisc Day Festival! What's a carnival without booths and a tournament to draw the crowd's attention, am I right? We absolutely had no idea how well received we turned out to be when the submissions kept flowing in. Thank you all so much!
Last but not least, to all the public audiences of the dash who in some form, no matter how small or insignificant, partaken in this Luvdisc Day Festival. Without any of you, Luvdisc Day Festival would not be successful like the way it is. My heart goes out to all of you.
Everything that is good must eventually come to an end, but the memories will forever stay with all of us.
We hope to see everyone again soon in the next community event!
Only the best wishes and regards,
The Luvdisc Day Committee
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So here’s some tips for writing safe workshop practices for Engie (and partially Demo’s in the handling dangerous chemicals regard)
First of all, eye safety is EXTREMELY important when doing work with metal and dangerous chemicals! Usually shops require protective eyewear when in the working area (yes, even if not working) and this is probably why Engie is always seen with goggles on- He’s used to having them on while he works! This goes double for welding masks- they have a protective lens because looking directly in the arc of a welding tool, even with the lens on, can severely damage your eyes.
There should ALWAYS be a sink and eye wash station in a shop! This is also part of eye safety, but also because when you work with so many reactive chemicals you need to be able to get them off your hands as fast as possible. There are typically special cleaning agents for getting grease off as well.
Eating and drinking should be prohibited in the shop! You don’t know if you might accidentally ingest something dangerous that got in your food while you weren’t looking.
When handling chemicals you must be sure to do so carefully- ESPECIALLY with oil. Spills must be handled with care and caution, especially when you’re storing combustible fluids in your shop.
There are multiple different kinds of fire extinguisher, so there should be at least 4 in Engie’s shop! Different kinds of fires call for different type extinguishers. This isn’t exclusively for workshops like Engie’s but it’s still important!
Clutter is a general bad habit- Everything in the shop should have a place. While you can leave some things lying around it’s not wise to let it become a common occurrence in your shop. Stray parts can be a trip or slip hazard- or worse, they can puncture your foot! Losing a part or tool could also mean losing time and money.
Engie may not always be the safest in your interpretation, but I like to think he takes workshop safety very seriously. Most people who have suffered an injury or been involved in an accident are very pressed to be more careful when it comes to shop etiquette.
I wanted to include some more general tips as well, but I think I should maybe send that in a separate ask. This is good for this time though ^^! I hope this was helpful<3
this is all genuinely super helpful and I’ll definitely take a lot of this into account in future endeavors! engy’s confidence is definitely his occasional downfall—he’ll probably let some things slide, but I imagine he’s had much of this hammered into his head by basically every family member on his father’s side since he was four.
also, this is giving my evil little mind lots of conversation prompts, so thanks for that. if you have any more advice to give on this subject (or this goes for everyone—any other common misconceptions about any of the merc’s working lives), I’d be happy to hear it! always good to know stuff I probably wouldn’t have come across anyway.
#tf2 engineer#thanks for the ask!#pigeonperch#im not sure how to tag this tbh. we’ll leave it at this 4 now
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