#thanks for the tag sof!

[gayhughes]

saw a bedazzled preds jersey on twitter and it reminded me of u

OH MY GOD BEDAZZLED PREDS JERSEY THATS SO SICK

#arsonandhockey can we make a deal. question mark #also omg u seeing preds and being reminded of me teehee >:] #THANK U FOR THIS #sof tag #olliebjorkstrand #asks

[lunaetis]

@metrictita asked :

"well, did ya miss me?" niko asks with a grin that showed off pearly whites & somewhat pointed canines. one of his larger hands was guided underneath eden's chin, tilting it upward to properly meet her gaze. "i did long for those unhinged antics of yours in my absence." a small feigned pout was visible upon his features as he wouldn't clarify exactly what he meant. the glint within dark blue eyes should suffice, though. thumb trailed along her jaw, up to her chin until it met the plush flesh of her bottom lip, lingering there for a second. urging her to do something with a raised brow. "do i at least get a 'welcome back' ?" / me looking at this like omg ... HEY HINA♥

unprompted. || always accepting

─「エデン」─  the tall frame appearing out of nowhere instilled a sense of pleasant surprise into the TRAILBLAZER. there weren't many she would allow to close the distance and got themselves so intimately close with her, whether it was physically or emotionally. him, however, remained an exception as his hand tucked underneath her chin, and eden followed his guide until AMBER meet with dark ocean orbs.

                " did you, now ? should i ask what sort of antics were you longing for ? " a playful smile curved over her lips, golden hues clashing with his own in that hint of mischief. oh, she didn't need him to spell it out to understand. if anything, the way his hand trailed along her face allowed her to nuzzle towards his hand a little. almost like a canine missing her person's touch. there was a hint of a growl at the back of her throat when his thumb lingered over her lower lip. the gold in her eyes swirling quietly.

                that raised brow was all she needed as an encouragement. her mouth parted, as fangs protruded from the corner of her lips and she gnawed on the tip of his thumb. not a PROPER BITE, just a trace of those sharp fangs she grazed over the skin of his digit. a tease, a playful nip. was that a smirk ? maybe. she was, however, happy to see him, if the way she almost PURRED at his touch didn't tell of that already. her head craned slightly, face nuzzling into his hand and gaze peering to meet his.

                she placed a KISS right in the middle of his palm. from the gaze alone, one could tell she was grinning. eden was suppressing the URGE to sink her fangs deeper. that could come later. for now, a kiss would do. though a proper mark on his neck was in order.

                " welcome back. i've missed you. "

#metrictita #.answered #.[ eden | trailblazer ] #.niko.eden tag #[ i'll find a tag for them one of these days bUT #i'M YELLING AT THIS BC THE FIRST THOUGHT SHE HAD WAS TO BITE THAT THUMB #which ... well --- she did ... kinda #IT'S A NIP #AND SHE GOT A BIT SOF AT THE END SO HE GETS A NIP AND A KISS ON THE PALM #....... i mean she was *this close* to yank him down for a bite on the neck but #the feral raccoon decided sof first sO SOF IT IS LOLLLL #THANK YOU FOR THE ASK VEE I'M HJKHJLHJLK WHAT MENACESSS ]

[cicerobussytransplant]

Patron saint of pathetic roman men, divorces and sentences that alter people's vocabularies forever <3

CHEERS TO THAT 🍾 and by gods leave I can make everything about pathetic roman men who divorce an average of three times or i can die trying ☝🏻

#.ask #sof tag #ily thank u so much for having perceived my core

[rheya28]

Sol School of Fashion ♥ The Sims 4: Speed Build // CC

♥ Hi guys, today I present to you SOL School of Fashion "SOF". This build/project is extremely special as I collaborated with the lovely and talented @farfallasims who kindly curated all the looks for the 2023 SOF Fashion Show Event

2023 SOF Fashion Show Theme: LUXURIOUS TROPICS " High end fashion meets the tropics" Looks Curated by: @farfallasims [ Look Book Link ] 25:23 Build by : @rheya28 [ Speed Build & Fashion Show ]

♥ Sol School of Fashion "SOF" is a well known fashion studio/school located in Del Sol Valley. SOF is a space that encourages boldness, creativity, and innovation. Sims can have access to a café, photo studios, a classroom, a meeting room, a lounge, as well as a customizable runway with a backstage dressing room that consist of all the fashion necessities needed to produce a professional fashion show event.

READ ME

♥ I placed this as a Generic Lot as we don’t exactly have a fashion school Lot type, so it’s all just pretend. This lot could also be set as a Café as it meets all the requirements to function as one.

♥ This build was inspired by bbygyal23's Curve Agency , another talented builder so please check out her content!

♥ Warning: This is another CC heavy lot

♥ Please make sure to turn on bb.moveobjects on!

♥ Please DO NOT reupload or claim as your own.

♥ Feel free to tag me if you are using it, I love seeing my build in other peoples save file but please make sure to credit me.

[VIDEO] TIME:

0:02 Intro

1:34 Speed Build

25:23 Fashion Show

27:25 Photos

♥ LOT DETAILS

Lot Name: Sol School of Fashion

Lot type: Generic lot type or Cafe

Lot size: 40x30

Location: Starlight Boulevard, Del Sol Valley

♥ MODS:

TOOL MOD by TwistedMexi

♥ CC LIST:

*Note: I have all parts of all sets in this list unless noted otherwise, so I highly recommend you guys dl them since I frequently use them in all my builds!*

Awingedllama : Boho Living, nostalgia living

Greenllama: The woodwind collection

Novvas: Holz Kitchen

Qicc: Sleep Hallway, Urban Bedroom

S-imagination: Nota

Sooky: Abstract framed posters -wooden frame

Sooky: Bon ton n1 ceiling lamp - Tall

Syboubou: Daguerre Reica Camera, Ballet mirror , fency

The Clutter Cat: Dandy Diary, Mellow moods

Aira : Artist in me

Anye: Zara Bathroom

ATS4: pot 4, pot 13, plant 16 Crafting room: dressform blouse, dressform male, dressform suit, folded fabrics, jar, paperstack, patterns, sewing machine

Harrie: Bafroom, brownstone, kichen

House of Harlix: Baysic, harluxe, brutalist, coastal, kwatei, octave, shop the look 2, spoons, Jardane, Livin Rum, Orjanic, tiny twavellers

Felix Andre: Berlin, Chateau, fayun, colonial, grove, kyoto, paris, shop the look

Brainstrip: my corner cc pack desk only

Charlypancakes: Munch, the lighthouse collection, miscellanea, modish, smol

Leori: Hipster loft

Illogical Sims: Home office

Kaiso: rustico living

Kate Emerald: Blissful baby Ottoman

Kiwisims4: Blockhouse hallway, Blockhouse Dining

Leaf Motif: Devon kitchen

Little Dica: Country side Cabin, Rise & Grind, sleek slumber

Madame Ria: Back to basics paint wall, Limber lumber

Madlen: Hiru misc set

Rusticsims: Mayaken, Modular life

Myls: Simple Clothes rack nordic

Mxims: LG

Myshunosun: Sol kitchen, Arrie Office, Gale dining, Lottie, Macaron kitchen, herbalist kitchen, tranquil bedroom

Peacemaker: Alesund, Hudson, Kitayama, Terra tiles horizontal/vertical, Vera Office

Pierisim: Coldbrew, David Apartment, Domain Du clos, MCM, Oak house, Tilable, unfold, Winter Garden

max20/maxsus: Poolside lounge pack

Sforzinda: Func EP02 Espressogrindomatic, espressoimpresso, cabin slats

sims4luxury: Mcgee&co Callhan rug

Sixam: Artz Living room, small spaces work from home, hotel bedroom, kessler kitchen, stylist wood livingroom, teen room

TaurusDesign: Eliza Bedroom, Elsa kids room

mycupofcc: Modernist

Tuds: 2ndWave, beam, cave, cross, wave

♥ Thank you to all CC Creators

♥ Tray file

♥ Gallery ID: Applez

♥ Twitter: Rheya28__

♥ Tiktok: Rheya28__

#sims 4 #thesims4 #ts4 #sims #showusyourbuilds #sims 4 cc #thesims #sims 4 builds #ts4 build #builds #build

[mayullla]

Hello! For this event can I ask Yandere Kazuha 🌸 with fem reader? Thank you for your wonderful works, I really enjoy your stories! I wish you a nice day! (\(*^ v ^*)

Title: Sweet Love Letters

Character(s): Kazuha (Genshin Impact) Warnings/tags: Sof yandere Kazuha, Fem!reader, 770 words (drabble), reader can be viewed as someone wearing pink tinted glasses, "mutual love"

[ - A little present~! Event - Closed - ]

You liked the letters that he sent, and kept them in a small box in your desk that you would always look through. You thought you were madly in love, yet many would say that he was in love with you more, and part of you could not help but feel your heart flutter at the thought.

Kazuha's letters were all written with such whimsical handwriting, yet his words were heavy with emotions and thoughts. Each word was so carefully chosen just for you. How much he loved you, the things that he did as he was reminded of you, the things that he saw, all written on paper inside an envelope.

Kind and caring he was, sweet like cherry. The first time you read the first letter, you could not help but blush. Heat on your cheeks as you carefully read the letter again, wondering who would give you such a lovely poem, leaving it in your mailbox for you to find.

Almost every day a letter would come, and with it expressions of how much he loved you. You could not help but fall for the written words back then. Every day you wondered who it was, who would send such beautiful letters. It was only later that you found out after two months.

Kazuha was the name he told you.

Your eyes widened as he smiled at you, his face dusted in pink, telling you that it was him who had sent you those letters. While he wanted to talk to you for the longest time, it was oddly difficult to bring the words out of his mouth when he looked at you.

So he resorted to sending letters.

It was awkward to finally see the person who sent you those letters all this time right in front of you. All of a sudden, you could only stutter your words out, looking down shyly at the floor.

You got to know him more as time flew, finding out the many things that he liked to do and his likes and dislikes. As you watched him and learned more about his personality, you fell for him more and more, and you knew he was still the same, reciting poems to you about your dreamy eyes or your beautiful smile.

The first time you heard it from his lips, you could not help but cover your face, feeling your ears burning in embarrassment and shyness. You could not look at him in the eyes at that moment, only listen to him chuckle at your expressions.

Others would watch you and coo at how lovely the two of you were, as you would look the other way, unable to contain the smile that was only on your lips. The moment you would look at him, you felt as if you were blinded by his, as if delighted that people would think of you and him as a couple.

You thought he was cuter than yourself, even as he whispered how cute you were almost every day. His eyes never left you, as you would ramble on or when he would whisper it in your ear when you hugged each other, holding your head and pushing you closer to him. When he gifted you a beautiful hairpin and a mirror, helping you put it on and you watched him with the mirror. They were beautiful, but in Kazuha's eyes, nothing was more beautiful than you.

You could not help but fall in love as you laid in his lap under a tree. Your eyes closed as you fell into a dreamless nap, sleepy from the sunlight and the soothing voice. As he combed your hair with his hand, you could not help but become drowsy.

Truly, nothing is more beautiful than you in Kazuha's eyes.

He had fallen in love with you for the longest time, long before he had sent you those letters, yet never had the chance to talk to you. Watching as you slept in his lap, humming as he could do nothing but stare at you.

The poems of love he sang, he could only wish he could tell you more. He wished he could tell you how much he loved you to the point of insanity, he wished he could show you how much he loved you, yet even with poems, he was limited.

His true feelings he whispered in the wind, his obsessions, his insanity so carefully hidden for fear that you would become scared. His craving for you, he spoke to the wind, wishing that it would carry it to you for him.

#yandere kazuha #yandere genshin #yandere imagines #yandere scenarios #yandere kazuha x reader #kazuha x reader #yandere x reader #yandere x you #genshin x reader #genshin imagines #genshin scenarios #genshin writing #tw yandere #yandere genshin x reader #yandere genshin imagines #yancore #genshin drabbles

[libraryofloveletters]

The Heart Loves Spain

pairing: Christopher Leclerc x Sofia Sainz (OC!)

summary: rumours swirl when Sofia and Christopher are both spotted in Spain, posting things a bit too similar to be a coincidence.

author’s note: finally bringing back the daddy & me + three series :) this is a soft launch of the kids' relationships lmao

all photos are from instagram and/or pinterest :) // daddy & me + three masterlist

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sofiasainz55 added to her instagram story.

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christopher.j_leclerc added to his instagram story.

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sofiasainz55

liked by christopher.j_leclerc, emleclerc, charles_leclerc and 832,549 others 

sofiasainz55: casa para el verano. (home for the summer) 

view 388 comments 

user4: whos the boy from your story!!!!!

gabriel_leclerc: okay hot girl 

comment liked but sofiasainz55

charles_leclerc: très jolie chérie (very pretty darling) 

↪️sofiasainz55: merci oncle charles! (thank you uncle charles) 

user2: ^screaming!!!!

landonorris: I’m telling your dad you went out with a boy 

↪️sofiasainz55: who said I went out with a boy 🙄 there is no boy in this post

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christopher.j_leclerc

liked by youruser, sofiasainz55, gabriel_leclerc and 678,395 others 

christopher.j_leclerc: te amo 🇪🇸

view 483 comments

sofiasainz55: cool post bro 

↪️christopher.j_leclerc: thanks bestie 

user9: ^oh? odd way to interact if you’re a couple

comment liked by emleclerc

user16: ELOISE CONFIRMED THEIR RELATIONSHIP??? 😩

user5: not Chris thirst trapping like his dad used too

user44: for someone who says that he and Sofia aren’t anything, it’s funny that he posts/dates a girl that looks just like that

georgina.r_: did you bring me anything from home? 

↪️sofiasainz55: just a stank ass attitude 🙄

↪️christopher.j_leclerc: how are you gonna talk about me under my own post?? thats so disrespectful 

↪️gabriel_leclerc: get the stick out your ass chris 

user2: obsessed with this friend group honestly. 🤣🤭

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sofiasainz55 and christopher.j_leclerc

liked by charles_leclerc, carlossainz55, adrian.albonooo and 1,244,535 others 

sofiasainz55: summer of love 👩‍❤️‍💋‍👨

location: málaga, spain. // tagged: christopher.j_leclerc

view 843 comments 

emleclerc: the secret is finally out I can breathe again 🫠

↪️youruser: you really are your father’s child 

comment liked by calrossainz55, pierregasly 

user4: I FUCKING KNEW IT!!!!111!!!

oli1verstappen: my favs (just sof) 😚

↪️sofiasainz55: love youuuuu 

↪️christopher.j_leclerc: again I’m being bullied 

↪️oli1verstappen: I didn't comment that!!

↪️gabriel_leclerc: I commented that from oil’s account 🤭

user6: now if you have babies, is it gonna be leclerc-sainz or sainz-leclerc ????

↪️anthonygasly_: I vote second one but what do I know 😗

landonorris: you’re too young to date🙄

↪️sofiasainz55: you’re too old to be cyberbullying me 🙄

#daddy & me + three series #charles leclerc #charles leclerc x reader #charles leclerc x you #f1 instagram au #f1 social media au #f1 smau

[its-all-or-nothing94]

Racing Hearts - Part 2 // Charles Leclerc x Reader

Summary: Your best friend, Sofia, dragged you to this fancy club, and you reluctantly agreed to accompany her, not expecting much from the night. As you entered the club, you couldn't believe your eyes when you bumped into Charles once again. It seemed that fate, or perhaps Sofia, had led you right back to him.

Masterlist Part 1

Warnings: Fluff, Jealousy, Alcohol

Pairing: Charles Leclerc x Reader

A/N: Thank you so much for your nice feedback! Made my day!

Disclaimer: This story is purely fictional, and any character portrayals are just how I wrote them - hence fictional! I don't know them, except my OCs.

Tagging: @liebgotts-lovergirl, @softly-writes, @bellewintersroe, @faithm120601, @needtokeepfeelingsincheck, @bbygrllllllll (hope that worked ;))

The night at Jimmy'z pulsated with vibrant lights and infectious music as you and Sofia stepped into the club, your excitement palpable. You remained oblivious to the surprise awaiting, while Sofia couldn't contain her giggles of anticipation.

"What's gotten into you?" you asked, chuckling at Sofia's excitement.

"Oh, nothing. I'm just... really happy to be here," Sofia replied, though you couldn't help but sense there was something more.

Sofia guided you to the VIP area, and a bouncer escorted you to your private lounge. You looked around, feeling slightly out of place in this world of decadence. In Spain, you had danced barefoot in a small tavern by the beach, whereas here, the girls wore high heels and were styled to perfection. It wasn't just a difference in lifestyle; it was an entirely new experience for you.

"A private lounge? Sof, this isn't necessary," you insisted as the bartender presented you with an ice bucket containing a bottle of champagne.

"Yes, it is," Sofia persisted, her eyes darting across the crowd. She waved at someone, and you followed her gaze.

When you saw who was approaching you, your heart skipped a beat, and you turned to Sofia in disbelief.

"What on earth is he doing here?" you whispered, your eyes wide with astonishment. Sofia giggled mischievously.

"Told you he would look for you," Sofia said, her grin widening. "He stopped by the store this afternoon, and I told him to meet us here."

Charles approached you, accompanied by his brother Lorenzo. He looked really handsome with his blue jeans and white bottom up shirt.

As his eyes met yours, his heart skipped a beat. You looked breathtaking in your short black dress adorned with golden sequins.

"Charles! You made it," Sofia beamed while you shook your head in amusement. This was typical Sofia.

"Hi, Sofia," Charles greeted her before his attention shifted to you. He smiled softly, causing your nerves to jangle. "Hi, Y/N. It's really nice to see you again."

Returning his smile, you blushed slightly and brushed a strand of your Y/H/C hair behind your ear. "It's nice to see you again too."

Charles sat beside you while his brother settled next to Sofia. "This is my brother Lorenzo. Lorenzo, meet Y/N," Charles introduced them, and you extended your hand to greet Lorenzo. He took it with a warm smile.

"Nice to meet you."

As the night unfolded, you found yourself engrossed in conversation with Charles and Lorenzo. Your words flowed effortlessly, and you felt the instant connection with Charles that you couldn't ignore.

With each passing minute, your walls began to crumble, replaced by a newfound curiosity and an overwhelming desire to explore this unexpected connection further. You couldn't deny the fluttering in your heart whenever Charles smiled or how his laughter resonated deep within your soul.

However, as the night wore on, the outside world's intrusion weighed heavily on Charles. Whispers and glances followed him wherever he went, and you could sense the burden of public scrutiny resting on his shoulders.

Just as your thoughts started to wander, a voice behind you spoke up in French, addressing Charles. He turned around, a grin lighting up his face. "Pierre, mon pote. Qu'est-ce qu'il y a? Content de te voir," Charles replied in French.

"Toi aussi, mon ami. Je ne pensais pas te voir ici," Pierre responded, and you glanced at Sofia, who understood everything. However, she realized that you didn't speak French.

"Hi, I'm Sofia. Nice to meet you," Sofia interjected, extending her hand to Pierre.

Pierre shook her hand and smiled, realizing that not everyone at the table was fluent in their language. Then his attention shifted to you, and Charles cleared his throat.

"Uh, Pierre, this is Y/N. Y/N, my best friend Pierre Gasly," Charles introduced you, and you greeted Pierre with a warm smile. Pierre, on the other hand, grinned knowingly, briefly glancing at Charles. The Monegasque had undoubtedly shared your encounter with his best friend.

"Really lovely to meet you, Y/N. Mind if I join you?" Pierre asked, gesturing towards the lounge.

You all agreed, and Pierre settled down beside you. As laughter filled the air and conversations delved into various topics, you quickly realized the many shared interests you had with Charles, such as your passion for music.

You couldn't believe how much you were enjoying yourself. You had initially been hesitant about coming to Jimmy'z, but now, you were grateful for Sofia's persuasiveness. Your group grew more relaxed, and you found yourself feeling more comfortable around Charles.

As the night progressed, the champagne flowed, and the music grew louder. You and Charles found yourselves lost in conversation. You talked about everything from your favorite bands to your dream travel destinations. You couldn't believe how easy it was to talk to him, and you found yourself opening up to him in ways you never thought possible.

Suddenly, the club's lights dimmed a little more, signaling the start of a new set. Charles stood up, extending his hand towards you. "Dance with me?"

You hesitated for a second, but your heart won out, and you placed your hand in his. Surrounded by the pulsating lights, the throbbing music, and the close proximity of Charles, you felt alive in a way you never had before.

As the music grew louder, Charles pulled you closer, and you felt your heartbeat accelerate. You could smell his cologne, the warmth of his body radiating against yours. The connection between you was palpable, and you got lost in the dance with Charles, not realizing the jealous and curious gazes that were thrown at you from all around.

A few songs later, you were sweaty and slightly exhausted, so you made your way back to the lounge. You sat back down and started talking again. Sofia, while encountered in a deep conversation with Lorenzo, glanced at her best friend now and then and couldn't help but smile. She hasn't seen you like that since you started dating Oliver back then.

You felt a deep sense of comfort in Charles's presence and genuinely enjoyed your time together. As the night progressed, another person joined your group. It was Marco Rossi, a close friend of Charles and, as it turned out, Sofia's friend and business partner. He settled in with you, and the night carried on.

Pierre seized the opportunity to inquire about your background. "So, Y/N, where are you from?" he asked.

You smiled warmly. "I'm actually from Y/hometown, born and raised."

"Y/country, how nice," Pierre remarked, stealing a glance at Charles. "And what brought you to Monaco?"

You let out a brief sigh. "Well, I've been traveling through Europe for the past six months, taking a break. Monaco wasn't originally part of my plan, but then I decided to visit Sofia," you said, pointing at your friend, who grinned in response.

"Yeah, and I would've been so pissed if you hadn't come to see me," Sofia chimed in playfully.

You laughed, and your infectious laughter brought a smile to Charles's face. He gazed at you lovingly and casually draped his arm over the backrest behind you. You returned his affectionate gaze with a warm smile.

Unbeknownst to you, someone approached your table and stood before you. It was a stunning woman, exuding a catwalk-worthy allure.

Marco, quickly recognizing her, rose from his seat and kissed her on the cheek. "Isabella, what are you doing here?" he asked, a slight hint of panic in his voice.

"I heard Charles was here, and I couldn't believe it, so I had to see it for myself," Isabella replied, sporting a seductive smile. Her long black hair and piercing light blue eyes commanded attention.

You and Charles looked up, breaking your eye contact, and turned your attention to Isabella. "Isabella," Charles said, his voice tinged with confusion and surprise.

Isabella maintained her seductive smile. "Charles, chéri, it's good to see you. And you too, Pierre," she said, not even looking at Pierre. Her demeanor was arrogant, and it seemed as if she wouldn't care about anyone than Charles.

Pierre rolled his eyes at Isabella but managed to force a smile. Sensing your confusion, Sofia discreetly signaled for you to check your phone. You complied and read Sofia's message: 'That's Isabella Rossi. Charles's ex.'

You looked up from your phone, exchanging a bewildered glance with Sofia. Charles had a girlfriend who was this stunning. Of course, he was a famous Formula 1 driver, so it made sense that he would have a model girlfriend. An uneasy feeling washed over you.

"And who might this be?" Isabella asked, her displeasure evident as she looked disdainfully at you while Charles's arm remained draped over your backrest.

You mustered a smile and extended your hand to Isabella. "I'm Y/N, nice to meet you." However, Isabella regarded your hand as if it were a bug and ignored the gesture.

"Uh-huh," Isabella responded dismissively, redirecting her attention back to Charles, her smile returning. "Can I talk to you for a second?"

Charles glanced briefly at you, contemplating whether or not to comply, but eventually sighed. "Yeah, sure," he acquiesced. He was simply too kind to ignore her request. He stood up and followed Isabella to the bar.

"Terreur," Pierre muttered under his breath as he took a sip of his drink, expressing his disapproval.

"Hey, come on, man, she's still my sister," Marco intervened, defending Isabella. You looked at him, taken aback. The resemblance between Isabella and Marco was now unmistakable, with their dark hair and piercing blue eyes.

"She's your sister?" you asked, surprised. Marco simply nodded and took a sip of his drink.

As Charles and Isabella disappeared into the bustling bar, a knot formed in your stomach. You tried to maintain your composure, but a tinge of jealousy coursed through your veins. You couldn't help but wonder if there were lingering unresolved feelings between them.

Sofia sensed your unease and placed a comforting hand on your shoulder. "Don't worry, Y/N. Charles is here because of you, not Isabella."

You bit your lip nervously, shaking your head. This was precisely why you weren't seeking a relationship. The potential for unnecessary drama was a major deterrent.

When Charles returned, he appeared somewhat distant. Isabella accompanied him, gently placing her hands on his shoulders.

"All right, then I'll see you tomorrow," she purred, giving him a tender kiss on the cheek while keeping an eye on you, seemingly to assert her presence.

You glanced at the scene, raising an eyebrow in an attempt to stay unfazed by Isabella's actions. Soon, the dark-haired beauty vanished, and Charles settled back down beside you.

"Dude, what did the Wicked Witch of the West want?" Pierre asked Charles, clearly not thrilled about Isabella.

Charles looked at his friend, lost in thought. "Oh, nothing in particular. She just wanted to talk about some stuff," Charles explained, ordering another drink.

Observing your uneasiness, Charles placed a comforting hand on top of yours, giving it a gentle squeeze. "Are you okay, Y/N?" he asked with warmth in his voice.

"Hmm?" you replied, unsure of what Charles was alluding to.

"You seem irritated."

Gazing into Charles's sincere eyes, you felt a whirlwind of emotions—happiness, apprehension, and a hint of fear.

"Oh, no, it's nothing," you smiled, picking up your drink. You discreetly pulled your hand away from under Charles, making him wonder if he had done something wrong, but he didn't say anything.

Later on, Pierre excused himself, mentioning that he had other friends at the venue. Marco was already engrossed in conversation with some other people. A new song blared from the speakers, and Sofia leaped to her feet, pulling Lorenzo onto the dance floor.

With the others gone, you and Charles found yourselves alone, and a shy smile spread across your face. Charles noticed your demeanor and scooted closer to you.

"So..." he said, locking eyes with you.

"So?" you replied, curious about where the conversation was heading.

After a brief pause, Charles continued, "I wanted to apologize about Isabella. She can be... a strong-willed individual who isn't quick to warm up to strangers."

You briefly looked away before responding, "That's okay. How long were you two together?"

Charles appeared surprised that you knew about Isabella. "Err, well, we were together for four years, with some... interruptions."

Understandingly, you smiled. "And let me guess. You broke up with her?"

"Is it that obvious?" Charles chuckled.

You tilted your head and joined in the laughter, "Only a little bit."

Charles took a sip of his drink and reclined in his chair, "To be honest, it wasn't easy. Isabella and I grew apart, and we wanted different things. Whenever I talked to Pierre or one of my brothers, they said that our relationship was toxic."

You nodded sympathetically, "I can understand that. It's tough when two people want different things."

Looking at you, Charles softened his gaze, "Yeah, it is. But I'm glad it ended. It was time for both of us to move on."

Smiling, you felt the connection with Charles again, even though you knew Isabella hadn't moved on as he had, but you didn't voice that thought. "I'm glad you're here with me tonight," you said softly.

"Me too, you. You're a breath of fresh air," Charles replied.

Your heart fluttered, and you felt a sense of excitement, finding Charles different from anyone you had ever met. He was kind, understanding, and genuinely interested in you.

As you continued talking and enjoying each other's company, your thoughts kept drifting back to Isabella. There was something about her that set off alarm bells in your head, making you feel uneasy about the situation.

As the night came to a close, you left the club, enveloped in the chilly night air. Sofia and Lorenzo were still deep in conversation, and you chuckled. Charles kindly draped his coat over your shoulders, and you thanked him with a smile, snuggling into its warmth.

"No problem. It's chilly out here," Charles replied, his voice low and husky. He hesitated for a moment before asking, "Can I take you home?"

You glanced at Sofia, who nodded in approval, "I can take Lorenzo home," she said, taking Lorenzo's arm without giving him a chance to respond.

Smiling, you said goodbye to Sofia, and Charles led you to the parking lot. There, a sleek black Ferrari 488 Pista with the Monegasque flag caught your attention.

You gulped, not accustomed to such luxurious cars, but Charles opened the passenger door for you, and you took a deep breath before getting in.

Charles jogged around the car and slid into the driver's seat, starting the engine with a powerful roar that sent vibrations through your body. You drove through the streets of Monaco, and you couldn't help but be in awe of the city's beauty.

"Up for a small detour?" Charles asked suddenly, and you grinned, "I'm always up for that."

You wound your way up a hill overlooking the city. The breathtaking view of glittering city lights and the calm night atmosphere mesmerized you. Charles parked the car, and you sat together on a bench, taking in the serenity.

"Wow, it's beautiful," you gasped.

"It is," Charles agreed, looking at you with a soft gaze, not. He gathered his courage and held your hand again, hoping you wouldn't pull away this time. "I know we just met, but I feel like I've known you for a long time," he said sincerely.

Your heart fluttered, and you felt a warm sensation inside you, "I feel the same way," you replied, locking eyes with him.

Charles hesitated before asking, "When we were at the club, I took your hand, but you pulled away. I was just wondering..."

You sighed, explaining, "It's not because of you, Charles. I... I was hurt before. That's actually why I went on this trip. I got out of a messy relationship, and I'm not looking for something right now, you know? But then I met you, and it just feels right."

He listened attentively as you continued, "When your ex showed up, it reminded me of something I don't want in my life — drama. And drama is written all over Isabella's face."

Charles considered your words, knowing you were right. "Well, I can assure you one thing. I will never get back together with her. Never again. That ship has sailed."

You gazed into his eyes, and your heart swelled with admiration for his sincerity. "Does she know?"

"I hope so. We broke up in the past, I have to be honest. We always found our way back to each other, but now... It's been over a month, and I feel no urge to get back with her, especially after meeting you."

Your heart skipped a beat, and your desire to kiss him grew stronger. He leaned in, and your lips met in a soft, tender kiss that soon deepened with passion.

As the kiss finally broke, Charles looked at you with adoration, "I've never met someone like you, Y/N," he whispered.

Feeling the same affection for him, you whispered back, "Neither have I." Your hand stroked his, and you smiled absently, savoring the moment.

Eventually, you decided to call it a night. Charles drove you to Sofia's place, and you shared a lingering goodbye kiss before parting ways.

As you lay in bed, you couldn't help but smile. You hadn't felt like this in a long time and felt fortunate to have met Charles.

At least, that's what you believed now.

#Charles Leclerc #Charles Leclerc x Reader #Charles Leclerc Fanfic #Formula 1 x reader #Formula 1 #Charles Leclerc Romance #Formula 1 Romance #Ordinary x Celebrity #Celebrity relationship #Racing Hearts #Kim writes again

[sirwow]

hey guys i think we over staffed this shift ANYWAYS i wanted to draw alot of interns so heres alot of interns. In order left to right; Wally (me!!), Mochii (@mochiiniko), Jay (@herosplatling-replica), River (@emo-hermit), Desert (@fufupng), Babs Possession (@possessable), Victor (@emphasis-on-the-oopsie), Mish (@m3llowm1sh), Jeff (Fiascone on discord), Sof (@granat-sof), Ami (@i-want-to-do-things), Mal (@pokeblog123), Marie (@lolatulips), and Handtern (@nightmun) ohmygod that took too long to tag AGH. anyways! i have thoughts on each and they'll be under the cut if youd like to read

Wally - i mean its me, no comment here other then fix your posture man Mochii - The hair is surprisingly fun to draw! She's probably about to deck Wally again tho. Jay - Wings my beloved, I saw you drawing her mostly with her wings now so i wanted to fit that. River - you already know hermit. BITES Y Desert - Her hair makes me angry in both pixel art and normal art. i mean its really pretty but dies BP - thank you for being simple <3 also i looove to draw the hair its so fun Vic - Shiftay boe.. thinking about Wally-Vic dynamic forever even if they would only actually talk once. Mish - i took your nose privileges BITCH /lh Jeff - Jay wont see this but they're /gen so silly, would get electrocuted with again. Sof - The only thing in that brain is minerscales /pos, Also fun belt to draw Ami - Imagine your doctor coughing into their scarf and you getting electrocuted from it. just a funny thought lol Mal - Basically PJ's and a coat gang, thought it be fun to turn the lose hairs to look like those old tv connectors to reference the robot connection Marie - Gaslight, Gatekeep, Girlboss; girlie looks like shes going to a gala but its actually just underpaid intern work Handtern - Alright ill be honest this is my personal favorite, i adore handtern and i really need to draw them more!!

#rhythm doctor #rhythm doctor intern #rhythm doctor intern sona #pff like im tagging all that #alright i rest now < lying going to go draw sword people now

[jungle-angel]

You've Got A Friend In Me: Part 1 (Calvin Evans x Reader)

Summary: You and Cal have just had your daughter and you can already tell that Six-Thirty is gonna be her partner in crime

Warnings: Mentions of birth, etc.

Tagging: @floydsmuse Meggy dahling, this was all I was thinking about all day at work and there's a ton more coming (lol).

Calvin had been blinded by his own excitement, even as jumped up onto the snow covered curb and ran all the way back to Franklin Hall where Dr. Powers had taken over his class for the day. It had only been a couple of hours, but they had been the best hours of his life as far as he was concerned.

Through the doors he went, striding down the hall like a proud general until he came back to his classroom. Dr. Powers was still in the middle of the lecture, but Calvin, ever the gentleman, had no intentions of interrupting.

".........Now remember, this is extremely important and will be on the final exams at the end of the semester," Dr. Powers informed them. "It's important to remember that bases have certain characteristics and properties applied to them. Bases are slippery to the touch, can taste bitter and change the color of pH indicators. Any idea what test can be done for this? Phil?"

"Some can turn red litmus paper to the color blue?" Phil answered, a little uncertain.

"You would be absolutely right," Dr. Powers told him.

Calvin was smiling like an idiot, biting his lip as he waited for the perfect opportunity to catch Dr. Anthony Powers off guard. He knocked rather loudly on the open doorframe, mid-sentence which really put Dr. Powers into a rip-roaring fit.

"Goddamnit D'Nadi!" Dr. Powers thundered. "How many times have I told you that if you ever came around my lab again, I'd have your balls boiled in hydrogen peroxide??!!!!!"

"Oh c'mon Tony, I thought you loved me?" Calvin chuckled.

Dr. Powers groaned in embarrassment but the students gasped excitedly at the sight of their favorite professor. "PROFESSOR EVANS!!!!!" they shouted.

Calvin was soon mobbed with the question he had been anticipating ever since your students and his had found out that you were pregnant.

"Is it a boy or a girl?"

"What'd she have Dr. Evans?"

"Is the Missus ok?"

"Was it a boy or a girl?"

Cal waited for every single one of them to be silent, once again biting his lip as he saw the tension in his students' faces.

"It's a girl," he said.

A huge roar of cheers erupted from the students as well as a huge look of relief on Dr. Powers' face.

*****************

"So it was a girl huh?" Powers asked.

"Yep," Calvin answered. "Born not even twenty minutes ago."

"And you witnessed it?"

"First man in this university's history," Calvin said proudly.

He and Powers high-fived each other. "You're a lucky man Calvin Evans," Powers told him. "I would've thought they wouldn't have allowed it."

"Well the stupid doctor tried to kick me out but I threatened to have his medical license revoked if he even tried," Calvin chuckled.

Dr. Powers laughed a little too, knowing how so many medical students were, thinking they were the cat's ass until they picked a fight with the wrong person.

"You get any pictures?" he asked.

"Not many," Cal answered ruefully. "They took the baby to the nursery for her shots as soon as she was all cleaned off but hopefully she's back with (y/n)."

He showed Dr. Powers the polaroids he had taken of your baby daughter all snug in her little hospital bassinet and even a few that the nurses had given you. "Oh God, she's gorgeous," Powers chuckled.

"Thanks Tony," Cal answered.

As soon as they had gotten lunch, Dr. Powers had come back with two Coke bottles, popping the caps with the bottle tab on the end of his keys. Might not have been in a bar, but one way or another, the two men shared a drink for the both of you.

*************

You softly hummed a song to the tiny little girl in your arms, all snug and cozy in the Irish knit blanket that Pat, your mother-in-law, had made for her and her soft pink knit cap. She was such a tiny little peanut, with a full head of dark blonde hair and her daddy's little button nose. You wished that she would open her eyes, but you knew right off the bat they would be that same deep, deep blue as Calvin's.

You sat up just a little bit to see Calvin crossing the street once again, clutching the collar of his jacket as he made his way into the building through the heavily falling snow.

Your daughter, Ellen Patricia, wriggled a little in her blanket as she began to wake up. "Shhhh, Daddy's coming," you whispered. "He just had to run back to work for a minute."

As if those very words had summoned him, Calvin quietly entered your room. "Is she awake?" he whispered.

"She's just waking up," you answered.

Calvin bent and leaned in to kiss you and then Ellen. "How are my girlies?"

"She slept the entire time you were gone," you told him.

"Wonder if she'll sleep her first night at home?" he wondered.

"Sporadically," you chuckled. "Babies rarely ever sleep through the night, especially when they're this small."

Cal hardly worried, even as he kissed Ellen's delicate little head. He knew that either way, when it was time for her to go home, she'd still sleep well.

********************

Ten days was all you had needed in the hospital before the nurses told you that you would be going home. Dr. Kennedy, the female doctor who had delivered Ellen, gave both you and the baby one last look before she gave the final word that all was well.

Calvin led you out to the car and made sure that both you and Ellen were safe before heading home. You couldn't wait for your in-laws, let alone Six-Thirty to finally meet her. It had been a long time coming, but now that the moment was getting closer, you were almost shaking with excitement.

When Calvin finally pulled in the driveway, there was your mother in her black winter coat and boots, shoveling off the front steps. She didn't notice that Cal's car had pulled in the driveway, let alone the fact that you had returned with him.

"Hey Ma! Guess who's home?" Cal called to her.

Pat let out a shriek and dropped her shovel before bounding down the steps to hug her son and help you and Ellen out of the car. "Oh she's home already?!" Pat nearly shrieked.

"Two weeks before Christmas," you told her.

Pat nearly broke down and sobbed when she saw Ellen all bundled up in her little cap, sweater and blanket. "Oh (y/n) she's beautiful," Pat gasped.

"Thank you Pat," you said before she hugged you.

"Here, let's get you both inside before this snowstorm really blows in," Pat said. "Your father should be home soon."

"Where'd he go?" Calvin asked.

"He went to go and shovel out the Levensteins' driveway about a half hour ago," Pat answered, shutting the door behind you and hanging her scarf and coat up on the rack. "Heard that one all the way up The Chain."

Calvin laughed. The Chain was very well known throughout the town, his mother's friends who kept in touch with each other both on the latest gossip and goings-on around town. Those nine women had been like second family to Calvin growing up and anybody that badmouthed them, would surely have gotten a tongue lashing, especially if that someone was one Mrs. Mildred Dillard.

The scritching of nails on the wood floors and the jangling of a collar signaled Six-Thirty coming down the stairs, the curly haired canine happy as ever to see you both after having been away for so long. Calvin took Ellen from you so that you could get a chance to get your coat, scarf and boots off, stooping down to one knee so that he could properly introduce Six-Thirty to Ellen.

"C'mere," he coaxed. "Somebody wants to meet you."

Tentatively, Six-Thirty approached, recognizing right away the faintly familiar scent that he had caught one day when Calvin had come home after visiting you. Of course Six-Thirty was a gentle giant with Lucy, Cal's two and a half year old niece, but he still thought it best to bring home one of Ellen's baby blankets for him to sniff.

Calvin laughed when Six-Thirty began licking poor Ellen's face, but ordered him down when she began to whimper. Funnily enough, the minute she started, he too did, his high pitched whine coming before the bark.

"Oh God Sweetheart," Calvin laughed. "I hate to say it but I think these two are gonna be partners in crime when she's older."

You laughed with him, kissing your husband and then your daughter as Calvin rocked her gently in his arms. Deep down, you could feel it too and only one thought springing into your head......Lord help us when she's older.......

#calvin evans #calvin evans x reder #lessons in chemistry

[konaanaria13]

ALRIGHT. So first of all, No I don't know what this is or who it is about. Second of all I was listening to twenty one pilots and imagine dragons and then I switched to two feet and I was writing with that so I present to u what ever the fuck happened there.

Its basically Royal Bodyguard and Princess now Queen. This doesn't have a backstory but it should start with her accusing her Bodyguard who she has had for years on no end of poisoning her even though it obviously wasn't him!

And then just heavy smut yep yep yep!

MINORS DNI

Warnings: mentions of violence, being shot, stabbed, cut, sewed up again and so on. Death of characters and the following trauma. Just heavy sex along with biting, first time with each other, blowjob(male receiving) begging.

This was not written for a specific Character so I'm gonna tag some of the tags that I have previously written for or I'm fond of at the moment

I haven't Grammar checked it either so....

If you don't like something  msg me and I'll correct it...

Also may or may not be expecting a part two...? Maybe if you guys want it idk sorry for long introduction

Thanks!

"I always stood by your side. I fought! I almost died several times! I have scar's that we're meant for you! I have the knives of the poor souls trying to stab you saved in a locket so that if you the princess wants them she can use them even if they have my blood on it! I have every bullet that was aimed for you In that stupid locket to I should probably return them though!" She took three steps back.

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"I did not. I never ever ever. Even think of betraying you!" His voice echoer lauder than meant to in the room as he took three steps forward.

"I had my stomach sewed shut more times than you can count! And still I'm standing here having to tell you that I'm not the one who tried to poison you?! How can you even look me in the eyes?!" It was probably the first time he was hurt in years. His fingers almost started to tremble before he remembered who he was. She had already started crying but tears wouldn't help her because the only person who could help her was the one she accused of killing her.

"I was the one who stood with you when she died! When your father died! But know when your up on your little thrown you forget it all!? Why? Because people are trying to kill you? What is it something new?" In a quick motion he had taken his shirt of and the first time she saw all of the countless scars which we're supposed to be her like he said.

"Do you see them? I'm fucking scarred but you believe I'm trying to kill you when all I have ever done is love and protect you!?" He was down to his last words when she fell down on her knees and he was soon to follow her holding her up and making her look at his face.

"I would never hurt you?! How can you do this to me?" He asked and her tears fell on his hand and sweet voice turned into the most painful scream and his heart felt like it was about to break apart.

"Don't cry for me" he begged and she almost threw up before being able to talk.

"I can't have you do this anymore" she cried and his hands cradled her hair slowly turning his harsh touch into a soft and loving one as if a switch had been pulled.

"I can't have your blood on me please just go! I can't have you die on me please!" She begged back Her voice made him want to start to cry but he kept reminding himself not to.

"Please please i can't have you die, please don't leave me, please please i need you? Can't you hear me leave go away I'm letting you go! You can't be in any guard! Your gonna live on a farm in the east, with flowers and a pretty wife who can make you those cookies you like-" she was trembling in his arms.

"You make those cookies!" His lip's escaped a cruel laugh

"And somebody who can kiss all your scars without having to remember all the faces of the one who did them! I'm sorry I just can't-" he was absolutely raging in fear.

"I'm not gonna die. Never. Just please don't do this." He asked softly and she hit her head against his bare chest her fingers holding onto his thighs cursing.

"Im not somebody that you deserve to die on not after what i've done." Was all she brought out her tears drying on his hands.

"You haven't done anything you weren't supposed to do-"

"No you said it yourself. I'm a spoiled little girl who now has to do things for herself. My fathers blood is on my hands. My mothers blood was always on my account and she, my best friend. died for me because I couldn't keep my mouth shut. And you have all these scars that I'm supposed to have. I'm supposed to be dead not the countless men that have fallen in an attempt for my death. And now I'm the fucking queen how many days can you survive? One? Two? I'm not risking you, not anymore. Your done." She had pushed his touch back even though it made her want him more.

"Your leaving. Your gonna go. And I swear if you come back I'm gonna find a way to actually hurt you and I don't mean in a physical way." She panted her tears we're long gone now the only thing that coused her checks was a light blush and anger.

"No. No. You can't do this. I'm not gonna go, you can't make me. I pledged my life on yours." he was already standing as soon as she wasn't sitting anymore and his anger tuned to fear.

"Please just go!" He was already back to her and his hands we're back in her hair his forehead pressing on her's and her hands tried to take his of by his wrist's but even if she was stronger than him wouldn't have worked.

"Just let me-" she cut him off by pressing her lips on his the sweet sound of his voice turning into a whimper and leaving him stunned.

"Please go" she asked kissing him again.

"Please I don't want you to die." She let his hands go and pushed him back by his chest in the weak moment but it only took a second of his look for him to be back on her and her hands running through his hair.

"If I'm dying that means your already dead" He says his hands grabbing her waist and pulling her closer while she muses a muffled moan.

"Your leaving." Was all she responded and he made her walk backwards until her back hit the wall his fingers coming up underneath her shirt and unclasping her bra and taking her shirt of with it. His lips attached to her throat and bite into her skin until her throat made out a gagging scream which meant he left the bite mark to make more on other places.

"I'm never going to leave you." He kissed so many kisses down her neck that she moaned and her body grinded into his.

"Jump" he held her up in the air confidently and his fingers might have left marks.

"I'm gonna kill you personally if your not gone by tomorrow" she warned and he laughed while his tongue ran over her exposed nipple, one of his hands came up on her breast and she tucked at his hair making his head fall back when he tried to bite her again.

"Your done." She said and kissed him again his hand almost dropped her when her tongue ran down his neck lowering her to have free access to everything she wanted.

"I'm always gonna be there for you" He said and she kissed his body down, he did eventually let her go back down on the ground and this time he didn't follow her when she went down on her knees opening his belt and taking the gun away from him, he let his hand stroke her hair.

He kisses didn't stop and nor did her tongue as she stroked his cock tasting his precum on her tongue. Letting him sit on her tongue for a while before starting to suck his tip, she started in a slow motion making him give her some groans but as soon as he hit the back of her throat the groans turned into soft moans that he seemed to be embarrassed about. He didn't let her make him cum because after too many whimpers and moans, He whipped that proud smirk of off her face as he fucked her roughly against the wall her moans sounding more like scream's pretty fast and her face now only filled with tears of physical pain which he simply kissed goodbye and made her ride out her high watching in delight as she begged him to move his hips and not make her do fucking push ups.

His lips attached to her breast and her fingers ran over and over over his cheeks her mouth tasted salty from the tears and cum which he made her lick clean off his dick.

She stayed on him pretty much all night laying on the soft bed, sometimes kissing some parts of him but mostly just listening to his reassuring whispers and her whispering the things back in the same careful and tender way.

-K<3

#marauders #fictional characters #barty crouch #evan rosier #ghost mw2 #konig mw2 #call of duty mwii #könig mw2 #mattheo x you #mattheoxreader #mattheo riddle #mattheo x reader #smut shot #skz smut #bangchan #bangchan smut #bodyguard smut #bodyguard #chishiya smut #aguni smut #own writing #writing #stray kids smut #smut imagine

[gayhughes]

11, 26 and 46 for the asks? 🩷🫶 love u ollie

THANK U SOF :DDD !!!

11. favorite extracurricular activity?

omg ok idk about any i have now bc im overthinking and idk if they count but i did yearbook when i was in high school and fucking LOVED IT so it shouldn’t be a surprise im trying to be a social media person for hockey tbh!!!

26. a scenario that you’ve replayed multiple times?

honestly just hugging someone !! like literally anyone lmaoo the last fime i hugged someone was when i went to my friends graduation party recently (which made me feel so happy :)) but other than that??? idk when lol

46. favorite holiday film?

RISE OF RHE GUARDIANS!!!! idk if that counts but im MAKINF it count!!!! ive never watched a holiday film i dont think but i love that movie!!!!! like its one of my top 4 on letterboxd i love it aoooooo much

that version of Santa Claus is one of my favs and ofc LOVE Jack Frost and think they all r so sick and cool and just!!! i love it sm

weirder asks

#THANK U SOF <3333 #i love u!!!!!!! #sof tag #olliebjorkstrand #asks #im also such a film nerd ty for that last one hehe

[lunaetis]

@maquiscursed asked :

Adepti needn't sleep - it is only on Lumine's insistence that the Vigilant Yaksha deigns to close his eyes for a semblance of rest. Adepti needn't sleep; but perhaps he has overestimated his ability to resist it, when no danger lurks, and the Traveller's luminous aura shines gently near him. As they sit and contemplate the views of Dihua Marsh, Xiao unwittingly drifts to sleep; his head tilting to the side, just barely resting upon her shoulder, teal-coloured hair a stark contrast against the white of her dress. Adepti needn't sleep, but in her company, it is a luxury too enticing to resist its comfortable call. (I saw you wanted soft so I send you a little soft)

unprompted. || always accepting

─「荧」─  it wasn't the first time he told her adepti don't need sleep. the OUTLANDER had heard it not only from him, but from other adepti themselves how they do not require sleep the same way humans do. the traveler was far from human, even so, she did feel the need to rest her mind in slumber from time to time. perhaps, that was also why she insisted for the guardian yaksha to take a small rest with her. there weren't any need for them to be on alert. the air was peaceful, with the wind caressing each their skin and she sat there, offering him a starlit smile he had known her for while patting the empty area next to her.

                she could see a hint of hesitation upon his expression, but her smile remained. and eventually, he relented. the celestial traveler wondered if he spotted the way her smile became just a little wider when he seated himself next to her and closed his eyes. maybe he did, but he humored her anyway.

                gaze of GOLD took in the sight before her, the view that reminded them how precious this world is and how it was the land they swore to protect. him by the oath he had given, and her because this was his home.

                what about her home ?

                the thought crossed her mind momentarily, just before she could feel the small weight of the vigilant yaksha leaning towards her own. it was a peculiar sight, to see him allowing his guard to drop in such a way and while lumine wanted nothing more than to record this moment into picture, that temptation was swept aside in replacement of absorbing the moment in and out of itself. she could hear the faint sound of his breath, and catching a GLIMPSE of his sleeping expression from the side. the ANGLE itself didn't allow her to see proper without moving, and she certainly didn't want to wake him.

                one wouldn't believe that he who had deliberately pulled himself away from others would allow his presence to be so close with someone.

                quietly, the CELESTIAL reached her hand out, partially gloved digits finding his own before filling the gaps between their digits with each their own. the way her fingers fit so perfectly within his own caused amber hues to mellow incredibly. it felt WARM, his fingers, his hand, his palm. it felt right.

                finally, the TRAVELER allowed her head to tilt slightly, barely making a sound as her head rested over his own, being careful not to wake him up in the process. how the contrast of her golden locks seemed to cut through the dark emerald strands of his. some mixed together in a twirling sea of colors, before long lashes draped over her gaze, and her own breathing evened out.

                their hearts SYNCHED, unconsciously so. the rhythm of two hearts fell into one, accompanied by a faint glow of gold that seemed to trace their backs. a translucent outline barely visible to the naked eye. an invisible bond known only to them, tied with a sort of red golden string at the end of their fingers. fated. bound.

                what about her home ?

                the inquiry popped into her half-conscious mind, slowly slipping into deeper slumber, and lumine ying unconsciously curled her fingers upon their connected hands a little tighter as her mind slowly drifted to sleep.

                her home is right here.

                after all, it's a person, not a place.

#maquiscursed #.answered #.[ lumine ] #.[ i've been yours from the moment you call my name: xiao & lumine ] #[ quietly slides this tag for them :333 #BUT AAAAAAAAAAH VENTIUM VENTIUM VENTIUMMMMM #THANK YOU FOR THIS ASK THANK YOU FOR INDULGING ME WITH MY NEED FOR SOF #TO REPAY YOUR KINDNESS I'M GIVING YOU #ALL THE SOF I HAVE FOR THESE TWO #SO DON'T MIND ME #CRAMPING EVERY LITTLE DETAILS #OF WHAT WE HAVE DISCUSSED #INTO THIS ONE WHOLE ASK #if it's not obvious enough i'm setting this -after- the thread we have :3333 #YOU KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS #-MUFFLED SCREAMING FOR THEM- #I LOVE THEM SMMMMM ] #.long post

[sollucets]

beloveds @khaotunq, @pranink & @alexshenry tagged me to do:

every month of 2023! list your favorite/most popular gifset for each month.

i started making gifs in march this year, so january/february are off the table for this. it's funny that it hasn't even been a full year yet. it seems both somehow a lot longer and also like i remain some kind of photoshop baby at the same time. the images in this post will remain undescribed until i have some energy in my failing body, unfortunately

in any case:

march: midnight museum invades all 2 of my braincells. i download photoshop. the end is nigh

most popular: msp/eclipse pool parallel set

favorite: the bams i made for sof

(notes: it's hard to look back at these lmao. what is coloring and why don't i know her. why is everything so dark. who told me to use noise dithering and why did i ever think that was a good idea. anyway)

april: the eighth sense is airing! i meet many mutuals and friends. i figure out about the curves tool (thank god)

most popular: taehyung getting dunked on

(very deserved dunk; very bad set. the coloring of this scene was extremely questionable and i did nothing to fix it it looks so dull and gray. augh)

favorite: feet lining up / jihyun & jaewon on the beach

i really like this coloring actually. it's bright enough to actually see them, their skin doesn't look as weird, and i like the soft pink i made the beach. a win for baby photoshop user rowan

may: the purple is in full swing now

most popular: purple yok

first set to cross 1k! the purple is still very good but in hindsight there are things i now know i couldve done to help his skin. in any case. a banger. beloved

favorite: pink our skyy 2 hands set

[through tears] you're my space. also my first try at typography

june: i lose the will to gif some in the back half of this month, but i also learn to do a Lot of new things, like gradient maps & more complicated typography and transitions and such

most popular: puzzle piece hugs!

deserved! hard to gif and fun to look at

favorite: i think it might be the heartliming i made for vi now! but i still like khathadome from eden too.

july: i try giffing a few different shows. the only friends trailer comes out on the last day and i enter some kind of terrifying fugue state

most popular: sand and ray fighting / crying in the ofts trailer

do you guys remember the trailer 1080p? life was so good

favorite: nobody appreciates my ride enough

august: only friends airs, eclipse anniversary is concurrent, i lose my mind. i also learn to use the method of brightening that i still use & several other fundamental gif tricks

most popular: sandray car makeout

good for them! i start using significant grain on my ofts gifs from here on out and can never decide how i feel about that

favorite: orange/blue eclipse episode seven set

september: the madness continues

most popular: sand cooking for ray / special

ive giffed this scene three times and this is my least favorite coloring but what can you do. this is my third post to cross 1k

favorite: new rules set! i had mixed feelings when i posted it but it's really grown on me.

october: the madness is so much worse. only friends ends and i am left near-catatonic immediately, apparently. also, i learn to blend and use overlays and some other cool things. i join userdramas :'>

most popular: raysand afterglow. as it should be. cheek kissie

favorite: space girl!! show me the stars!!!

loved making this. purple and sparkly and gay. still super proud. that said other runner-up favorites in october are ray's o-face & the boyfriend shirt & akkaye's thumb thing collection

november: i am left cavernously empty after ofts ends and i fill the void with namtan

most popular: last twilight episode one porjai

she <3

favorite: gaipa userdramas set

again, i learned to use musescore for this set just so i could have those pretty notes. :')

december: i am punched in the face by seasonal depression. all is not well. i made just one gifset this month, but at least it was good? :')

and here we are today !! it was very fun to look over everything; thanks so much for playing and have a happy new year everyone

#tagged in <3 #long post #cw flashing #ro's ps adventures #never a better use of that tag tbh

[anlian-aishang]

Kinktober Day 8: Lactation

“this is my formal request for a new lactation piece for this years kinktober. I am BEGGING. PLEASE. I can’t find much anywhere so if you have any other recs I would appreciate it too“

Word count: 1500

Tags: levi x reader, smut, lactation, implied pregnancy, stretch marks mention, brief mommy + baby/good boy mention, levi carries reader to bed, fem!reader

A/N: Thank you for the request, anon! I have not seen other lactation fics, so please forgive me for linking my own: 1 // 2. Others, please feel free to comment more below!

In your current state, so persistently fatigued, it was rare that you joined him in insomnia. In that way, maybe it was to blame - the afternoon nap that bled into evening. Just as you were waking up, the sun had gone to bed. 

Levi had carried you from the couch to your bedroom. Though he strove not to wake you, you began to stir halfway through the hallway: creaky wooden panels beneath his careful feet. A brief flinch as you came to: arms and legs clung to him with a short shriek. 

Your fingertips pressed to the back of his neck, making your lover shudder one moment after you. “H’Hey,” Thankfully, you were not awake enough to catch his initial stutter. Levi cupped his hands around you tighter, thumb gave a few soothing strokes, “you alright?”

You scrunched your face and rubbed your eyes, a wide but silent yawn. Cute. Humming, “Yeah… I’m alright.” After a few blinks, you met his eye contact, “What time is it?”

Vision hazy, but you could have sworn you caught a smile, “It’s the weekend, it doesn’t matter.”

Hours later, as you stared up at the ceiling, the words he laid you down with ran sound through your mind. There was something about a future sealed together that made him even more attractive of a partner. Hand tucked beneath your thin panties and kept there by your elastic waistband. Palm flat against your folds, your swelling clit stuck directly to it. Every repetition of his voice, traces of his earlier hold, only intensified that heat. 

Next to you, your lover was going through a similar spell. Turned on his side, though, you were oblivious to it. How nice it felt to hold you, how he wished he never had to put you down. Most nights, he was grateful for how lucky he was to lay beside you. Tonight, though, he wanted more. A greed driven by his length - hardly hidden by grey sleeping shorts and white cotton sheets. Desire spilled over and stained the taut threads, drawing a slight scowl from your clean freak.

Another night, you would have missed it, maybe even ignored it. However, there was a fire at your middle and capable hands at your side, you would have sooner stayed up all night than ignore your capable lover - just as needy. 

You slung an arm over his side and pulled your chest to his back. First, you noticed the heat of his lower abdomen, he felt the perk of your swollen buds. It was then you both understood the needs of the other, yet you could not help but hear it. Lips pressed the meeting of his neck and undercut. “Levi?” Finger twirled into his locks, tongue swiped his ear and slithered, “You need a drink?”

Levi looked over his shoulder - just one long second - before he snatched your wrist and rolled you over. On your back, disheveled in whiplash, it was his favorite sight. Levi hovering above, lips parted at the sight of you, there was no better place for him. 

Confidence poured down, his voice like steady rain, “Seems like you’re the thirsty one.”

A slight eye roll irritated him just enough. Your sassy half-smile begged to be bitten. With the back of your hand, you lovingly pushed his bangs aside - a harsh contrast to the fist you then made. Yanking him forward, you spoke into his mouth. “All talk, huh?” A vicious arch of your back brought your full breast to bounce against his chest. “Shut up and suck me already.”

A selfish side you so rarely showed. His smirk was short-lived, broken by the wrap of his lips around your left nipple. Beneath your curve, he softened his tongue into a pillow, propping you to his teeth for those first few grazes. Until you rose to the roof of your mouth, he would work you like this. 

The pattern of your stretch marks, he had long memorized. The tip of his tongue traced them - a stencil of your skin. Warm honey flowed through your bloodstream. Above that and parallel, the saliva that caressed your curves. 

The drag of his tongue always started slow, so slow - you would not even notice. From the base of your breast, along the underside, to the top of your tip - a trail he had traversed many times in pursuit of your taste. If he wanted it, he had to work for it. 

Adding his hands to the mix, left hand cupped your left breast, coercing you further into his mouth. Right hand found a familiar place between your thighs. Paces matched perfectly: the speed of his tongue as he drew out your milk, the speed of his fingers as he dove for your cream. 

Less controlled, though, was the inadvertent thrusting of his hips. Toes arched into the mattress provided leverage. Calves flexed in rhythm with each push forward. Selfless was the indulgence of his cock: rutting against the cold mattress and its covers until his friction turned them hot. Being with you made him forget how he would have to wash them later. Entirely devoted to you, unable to give a damn about anything else.

For the shreds of time that he did break contact, you were instantly enveloped in a stinging chill. His slick saliva spread over your skin made you unbearingly sensitive to midnight’s temperatures. For some reason, in the throes of autumn, your bedroom windows were cracked open. With each gust of wind, shivers shook your figure, nipples reaching new heights and hardness. Did he do that on purpose? 

It was as if he could hear your thoughts, the way he swiftly reached for the hem of the comforter and tugged it down, revealing your body from the waist up. Clenching your teeth, pricks adorned you everywhere. Arms wrapped around his shoulders, keeping him tight against your front. The inherent adrenaline of survival was added to your mix of feelings. A primal, evolutionary desire to withstand the winter - intertwined with your need to do so in his arms. 

With your pull came a push: your breast fully against his face, nipple tickled the back of his throat. Impeccably timed, too perfect to be an accident: as you longed for some extra warmth and as your aim pointed down his throat, that was the instant you finally expelled. Warm white milk leaked out your breast, soon it was a shot. Breath caught in his chest, eventually pushed out - overwhelmed by his satisfied groan. 

Your flow neither halted him nor slowed him down - in fact, the opposite. The ever-controlled Levi began to grow riled. The grip on your curves turned white-knuckle. The teeth on your skin trembled, threatening to pierce. The rocks at his middle, you thought them rigid before, they were now inconsolable. A divot in the mattress where his member pressed firmly down. The sweetness on his tongue, the arousal that soaked his fingers - the mere thought would make him crazy. The reality - even more so. 

Levi turned his head to the side, sweat-coated obsidian pressed into your cleavage. At the side of your breast, his tongue danced, a futile attempt to keep his command of you. Unwound by his own fetish, helplessly, he panted, “F’Fuck…” teetering between a whine and a growl, “Fuck me!”

Looking down to your chest, it was a scene you could savor for hours. Your milk dripped down to his skin, highlighting his hair, soaking his lashes. But the poor thing was so clearly suffering. In pale moonlight, his cheeks flushed red. Slender neck was strained by tendons stretched. His eyes squint shut in endurance, when they opened, he gazed needingly up towards you. Poor baby boy couldn’t even manage the breaths to ask for help.

Your first sign of maternal mercy: how your hand held his head and kept him sound against your chest. A kiss of his forehead was followed by the words you knew would get him there, “Come on, Levi… you can do it.” Fingernails reached over his shoulder, anchored into his back, and scratched their way up through his undercut, “Be a good boy and cum for mommy.” 

For you. For you. For you. 

Only then could he allow himself to. Only then did he have the strength to. Only then did he have permission to. Anything to give you one ounce of satisfaction, he would put himself through. An orgasm that made his head hurt. Ten seconds of torturous pleasure. A scream that ran his throat raw - one that would ruin his reputation among neighbors. Anything and everything - he endured for you.

For the nectar you fed him, he could never repay you. Every night since that first taste had been an attempt - one you were satisfied with, but one he insisted imperfect. Anyone but Levi Ackerman would have given up the idea of repayment, but he was never one for debts nor failure. 

As his muscles ached and exhaustion screamed, he shut them up with a single determination: Try again and again and again - until she screams like you.

// Kinktober Year 3 Masterlist //  

#levi x reader #levi ackerman x reader #levi #levi ackerman #levi ackerman x you #levi x you #kinktober year 3 #smut #anlian writes #my writing #alias's #specials #request #salt and pepper #lactation #lactation tw #tw lactation

[writingmochi]

ｌｏａｄｉｎｇ ｉｎｔｅｒｆａｃｅ．．．

you have reached year 2

lissie: greetings, visitor! this is your flight director speaking~ welcome to the two-year anniversary of this blog (freaking awesome if you ask me). thank you so much for reading, indulging, and/or interacting with this blog, me, or my works. the sentence before cannot describe the gratitude i'm expressing towards all of you. this is a yearly recap for me and maybe for new visitors who come to know what has happened on this blog for the year.

before we get to it, i'm doing a survey to get to know my audience better (and more research). if you have spare time, do fill in the survey so that i get to know more about the visitors, the works, and the audience on tumblr in general! (average time is around 3 minutes~)

survey link! (survey closed)

leggo!

all research done (read: works written and released)

troubled pixies | txt's taehyun (2 parts; 52k [novel])

smirch episode 2: jay | enhypen's jay (27.4k [novella])

isobel | txt's soobin (43.3k [novel])

pizzeria run | enhypen's sunoo (17.9k [novella])

total: 4 works (1 two-shots, 3 oneshots) and 140.6k words written

all the navigators connected (read: mutuals i got within the year. check last year's recap if you didn't find yours!)

@it-rains-blue (via @itz-yerin)

yerin! the other biggest bamtori i know here! gosh i hope you're doing well irl and online... hope for the best for your confession cafe >> check it out folks @the-love-cafe

@heart2beom

hey jazmine! i notice you haven't posted in a while now. so i'm hoping your doing okay, okay?

@tyunlatte / @wave2tyun

alex! if you are lurking, i hope you're doing so good irl! live your life for the best (edit: alex's back!)

@lovejoshua

1/6 angels: ilem istg! hi! you've been like one of the constant presence when i check the discord server. hope you treat yourself well!

@junniieesbby

2/6 angels: whenever i see a heart, it always reminds me of you, angie. i think you're busy currently, so the best i can say is that hope you have a good rest cause you need it and always hydrate ;)

@hanniejie

3/6 angels: hey lex! i just saw the band au teaser on your blog and i wanna punch myself for not noticing that sooner! /j hope you have a great time writing that one :D

@txt-yaomi

4/6 angels: sof!! i gotta have to consult you more for street spirit cause just the way you work with the album for angel is just *chef's kiss*

@talesofyuan

yuan~~ ngl i can't wait to read your kei lovesick series (tho i'm hoping to staying loyal to yixiang) can't wait to see more of your &team fics. check the blog out for &team content, folks!

@choistick

5/6 angels: saph !! thanks for the tag and hope your hiatus is treating you well~

@robin-obsessed

6/6 angels: lee~ i've just seen that you also like riize like akfjbaieufiw okayyyy i hope you have a good day/night whenever and wherever you are!

@dido-of-the-endless

hi nida! tbh you have so many side blogs i'm confused in which one you post your writing (so i'm tagging your main account). feel free to consult me if you have any wips you wanna let out lmao >.< n thanks for joining the txt hub server, i won't know you if not from there...

@pyeonghongrie (via @pyeonghongrie-main)

rie! thank you so much for letting me in the cult (mueheheheh) and hope we can interact more here or on the server

@aduh0308

welcome to the roster, ada! thanks for letting me join the soobin collab and nice to see you!

director's journal entries (read: all the rants i have thought out the past year. some are genuine, some are sarcastic):

wow… i freaking broke tumblr huh

i shouldn't have been too ambitous fook me

bruh my body's crumbling…

i swear i hate college for not allowing me to write

i broke tumblr twice w/ a txt fic alsnskdams

tumblr can’t handle things :(

is my mind running too fast or is it just harder for people to understand me? annoying much…

i’m literally a step away from going out of the kpop fandom. this kind of fan behavior is sickening

^ and the fact is: i’ll probably survive

kinda wish someone could appreciate my writing just like i do for other people here

is there something wrong with how i write asks? i should have put more tone indicators…

the desire for me to revert back to web 1.0 is crazy. like, me owning a blog? ughh yes pls!

i’m getting freaking frustrated!!!

AGGHHHGHHHHHHHH

… will i ever … :")

*queue yoda's voice* you pushing back more wips i see

how the fuck have i made fewer works yet the wc is 20k away from last year's result? (166k for 12 compared to 140k for 5 works)

^ it's quality over quantity now darling

^^ and the fact that the year 3 count will get higher because of the fics you've delayed

notable moments from the past year

established @a-dream-bookmark, a rec blog + kpop writer & reader network

reaching 200!

started writing for ateez!

joining @kflixnet, @k-labels, and @cultofdionysusnet networks

what’s next?

lissie: if you haven't seen it, i'm starting a new big-scale series called terra incognita for enhypen's jake, do check it out if you like cyberpunk, or dystopian fics! also, i an doing the wips that i promised will be released this year (will prioritize evaluation and subterranean homesick alien first)

lissie: once again, thank you so much for following me on this journey! cheers~

#the voyage: year 2 #milestone of the moon #announcement from the moon

[imogenkol]

— WIP WEDNESDAY

tagged by these two lovelies @inafieldofdaisies and @socially-awkward-skeleton thank you!! 💕

tag list (ask to be added or removed!): @adelaidedrubman @florbelles @marivenah @simonxriley @shegetsburned @voidika @kyber-infinitygems @v0idbuggy @statichvm @aceghosts @jillvalentinesday @risingsh0t @unholymilf @thedeadthree @cassietrn @jackiesarch

Originally intended for this to be a flufftober prompt but seeing as it’s November now I figured I’d just post it here and maybe I’ll work it into something else in the future. Anyway, enjoy a sweet little moment where Bix gets to see a side of Imogen that no one else does

The market bustled at this time of day, before the suns reached their apex and the cool morning breeze still lingered in the air. The vast collection of goods were just as diverse as the eager patrons who traveled from stand to stand, filling their bags and baskets with fresh produce from all over the galaxy.

Bix surveyed the crowd carefully, occasionally watching Imogen by her side to gauge her demeanor. Like always, the other woman kept her expression and body language mostly neutral, though no one found her intense gaze very pleasant to perceive for too long. Bix laced their fingers together proudly and Imogen gave her a reassuring squeeze. 

A Mon Calamari raised their voice at a Rodian shop owner close by as they aggressively bartered, and once again, Bix checked Imogen’s reaction. Only, the bounty hunter hadn’t so much as spared a glance in that direction, she seemed much more focused on something else. The mechanic tracked her eyeline to a stall stockpiled with exotic fruits. Immediately, Bix grew suspicious of the vendor. 

The elderly Togruta woman smiled and offered samples of her stock to passers by. Nothing about her seemed particularly off, but clearly something piqued Imogen’s interest enough to hold her attention above all other stalls. 

Bix leaned in and whispered “What is it? What do you see?”

Imogen glanced at her questioningly and shook her head. “Nothing, I was just… let us move on.”

Curiosity planted Bix’s boots firmly on the ground as Imogen attempted to lead them away. She looked back at the stand and back at Imogen, noting the slight longing in her steel gray eyes. She realized Imogen had not been staring at the Togruta at all… she had been admiring the ripe, colorful fruits. “Are you hungry?”

“No, I am alright,” she answered dismissively. 

“But you want some fruit,” Bix stated, a smile slowly growing across her lips.

“I do not.” Imogen avoided her gaze, but it still flicked over to the pile of fruit briefly as she gently urged Bix to follow her. “Let us continue.”

The mechanic shrugged and slipped out of her grip. “Suit yourself, but I’m getting something.”

“Bix,” Imogen called ineffectually as the woman made her way over to the stall.

The Togruta woman greeted them both as they approached and Bix took in the impressive display before her. Everything from desert plums to meiloorun fruit to a few she couldn’t even name caught her eye. All of them were so ripe that a pleasant waft of sweetness flowed into her lungs as she inhaled. She picked up a few and inquired about the ones she was unfamiliar with. Imogen remained silent, though Bix noted her eyes linger on a purple fruit with jagged white stripes.

“I’ll take a few of these, too,” Bix announced to the vendor and pointed at the jogan fruit. She sensed Imogen’s smirk even though she pretended not to notice. 

The vendor gathered their purchase and handed a bundle of fruit to Bix as she accepted the credits. Once they walked away, Imogen reached over and grabbed a jogan out of its container. 

“You are not subtle,” she remarked playfully.

“Neither are you.” Bix threw her a knowing look and motioned at the fruit in her hand. “You couldn’t take your eyes off these, I was starting to get jealous.”

“They are fantastic in a tart,” Imogen stated factually and pulled out a small blade from her belt. 

Bix watched her slice through the soft flesh of the jogan fruit, carving out a bite-sized piece to offer her before serving herself. Bix gladly accepted it. “I didn’t know you liked, well, anything sweet.”

Imogen gave her one of those rare, genuine smiles that made the world stop spinning for a moment. “You know better than anyone that there are a few indulgences I am unable to resist.” 

Even though it was such a simple thing, the mechanic adored this side of the bounty hunter. The way Imogen’s eyes sparkled with a bit of joy as she shared her favorite fruit made warmth bloom in Bix’s chest. It was a glimpse of the way things could be one day. The two of them could visit all sorts of markets, trading stories on foods they grew up on, ones they tried and hated, and what they were willing to taste for the first time together. It was one of the more naive daydreams perhaps, but one of the very few Bix did not mind imagining as her arm looped through Imogen’s once again.

#oc insp: imogen kol #ship insp: if i had a heart #i just like writing unimportant cute moments sometimes