#…..maybe

[aheathen-conceivably]

“Good morning, birthday boy.”

Both Antoine and Zelda were now well used to rising at sunrise, so the words hadn’t woken him; but they did pull him out of the nebulous ether between sleep and wakefulness, so he moved closer to the woman curled around his back, “Oh, is that today?”

“Don’t play coy with me. That’s my job.”

Her hand wrapped around his waist, down his chest and to his drawstring, “I’m an old man now, my love, how could you possibly want someone with such wrinkles? I do believe I even found a gray hair yesterday.” A light laugh sounded in his ear, prompting him to turn and face her, “You can be so dramatic for a stoic. Thirty-six is not old.”

It was getting harder to answer her, to keep his tone measured as one of her hands wrapped around his neck and the other grazed up and down his arm. He brought his hand to her thigh, just below the lace of her silk shorts, “Oh you don’t believe me, do you? You should have heard the creak my knee made yesterday. I think it even scared off one of the horses.”

This time she did laugh aloud, shaking his hand off her thigh by throwing her leg onto the other side of his waist and sinking her weight down onto him. Her tone was as close to mocking as it ever came, “Yet not a peep from mine. Thank God at least one of us is still young enough for this.”

“Oh you’ll see one day, young lady. It’s tough to get old…” But by that point he had all but given up trying to speak without his voice descending into sighs. Her lips were trailing down his stomach, just slowly enough to answer him with a smile he had to look down to catch, “Sounds terrible. You poor thing. I suppose I’ll have to take care of you from now on, won’t I?”

Antoine took another glance out the window, where the day had already somehow grown brighter than he realized; but still he didn’t hurry Zelda with the last of his buttons. She caught his glance and finished the final one, “Don’t worry. You’ll barely be late.”

He pulled her close to him before grabbing his hat from the hook on the wall, “I know. And Mabel’s bakin’ a cake for lunch, so I doubt it’ll be much of a hard day.”

“Oh, so you did know.”

“You don’t have a market on coy, my dear.” He pulled his arm away and returned her wide smile, placing the hat on his head before grabbing her hand one final time, “How ‘bout you bring Violette over after you and Gio finish up work? She can have some cake and you and Mabel can enjoy yourselves.”

She answered with a quick kiss before turning to dress in her own work clothes, “Sounds great, old man.”

After their morning tasks, Antoine was standing in the stables with Silver. Before his daughter got there or he got another minute older, there was one thing he knew he wanted to do; and if he didn’t have the confidence to do it today he knew he never would. 

She had been friendly with him for weeks now, and he kept hearing Abe’s words in his mind tempting him like a daydream, “You get her to let you ride her and you’re welcome to, anytime you like.” Only she wasn’t some trained horse, she was wild and distrustful. Sometimes her nostrils still flared menacingly in his presence and he thought that maybe, despite all their time together, she still even hated him. But as he ran his hand along her shining black coat, she blinked slowly, trustingly, and he knew that it was the day.

He went to the front of the barn, where he grabbed the riding gear that had sat tempting him every day. First he set the blanket atop her, then the saddle. He stopped periodically as he adjusted it, listening and looking for any sign of her anger, but she stayed patient with him each step. Finally he placed the bridle on her face and buckled the strap in front of her chest. It was like she understood that the movement had fully encircled her in some sort of trap, and she kicked her legs angrily as her eyes went dark.

Any other day he might have walked away, or undone the buckle around her chest, but today he knelt down in front of her so he could look her in the eyes. “Hey old girl, hey,” the words were half spoken, half whistled, “it’s me, okay? Just me. You can trust me.”

Her kicking stopped and her eyes seemed to settle on him, blinking slower and slower as he ran his hand along the side of her neck.

He walked beside her, letting out a shaky breath and putting a hand on her thigh. Alright, Antoine. Now or never. Don’t think about her throwing you in the sand. Don’t think about her breaking your back with one kick. He grabbed onto the horn and hoisted himself up onto the saddle. In the movement his knee let out a low creak and he laughed aloud, louder than he intended to, “Old man.”

Only his voice seemed to stir something in Silver, and she immediately turned to trot out of the stables. He grabbed the reins immediately and went over everything Abe had told him. Don’t pull too tightly. Stay calm. Your feet matter just as much as your hands. Talk to them with every move you make. Stay fucking calm.

Out in the desert sunshine, he passed Abe in his favorite spot next to the fire where he had sat to eat his cake. Antoine didn’t dare fully turn to face him, but out of the corner of his eye he could see his eyebrows raised impressively and a small approving smile on his face.

The closer they got to the edge of the farmyard, the more Silver seemed to remember exactly what she was doing, and perhaps even exactly where she was going. Her feet moved slowly at first, and then faster and faster as Antoine’s guidance grew more comfortable and confident. As the hills opened up and the flowers parted for them, it was like he forgot to be afraid or to wish that this moment was everything he had ever dreamed of, simply because it was.

#alert alert Antoine is now an adult #did I give him the most subtle wrinkles possible because I’m having an existential crisis about it? #…..maybe #but he’s back baby Yeehaw Antoine is BACK #1932 #sims 4 historical #ts4 decades challenge #ts4 historical #sims 4 decades challenge #the darlingtons #sims 4 legacy #ts4 legacy #sims 4 story #ts4 story #1930s #Antoine Duplanchier #Zelda darlington #Abraham Hines #sim spice

[mercyvalk]

good morning velvet nation

#maybe one day i’ll render this #…..maybe #velvet trolls #trolls velvet #velvet and veneer #trolls band together #trolls 3 #🧵🎤

[mochiwrites]

Does the Life Series exist in the SecretHusbands AU? If so, how would that change?

gahhhhhh I keep going back and forth on if I want to include the life series. I’ve talked about just using third life but none of the other games but. I really want the other games, mostly so that grian and scar can be the dramatic little shits they always are

but like I’ve said in a previous ask, even if it were just grian hosting the games for fun and stuff, there’s still some form of trauma going on here because the games are violent and chaotic. however that’s also the logical part of my brain speaking. the fun part of my brain is saying “do it” and ahhhh I’m torn

unless I just… try to go from as casual an approach as possible??? I think there would still be a few things that cause some not great feelings (i.e. the cactus ring, magical mountain) but overall I might be able to make all of the games work….

that being said, if I commit to the life series existing, the thing that changes is scarian being able to communicate LMAO. I’m being Extremely firm on this being a 95% fluffy au so the games are mostly lighthearted and silly. their marriage isn’t in danger, and while grian may still run from his problems because he’s grian, scar is an expert in the grian species and won’t let him run very far

I might make a separate post of ideas for each game…

#mochi speaks #secret husbands au #am I doing this just so I can have grian realize they’re soulmates in double life #have the sweetest lil smile as he thinks ‘of course it’s him. there’s no one else it could be’? #…..maybe

[f4rlands]

no i will absolutely not expand on the origin of these

#sketch #do i main tag this #…..maybe #mumbo jumbo #grian #bdoubleo100 #cw blood. #cw gun #i guess?

[mysicklove]

hello, i am the one who got switch panic 🧍 i am back to being dommy again thankyou for your service 🧍🫡

lololollll love it. do not be ashamed if u r a switch tho!! i prob am too…maybe…idk

#💌 - love letters #i’m pretty open to lots of stuff #…..maybe #idk now that i think of it i am prob not a switch #maybe #idk #who is to say #most of my sex life didn’t really have much power dynamics #other than me being bold HAHAHA

[mweiii]

….

im idiotic

im stupid

im annoying

why am I here just to annoy everyone?

no one even wants me here

……

im done.

#vent post #upset #SH #shitpost #stupid #cringe #mk #whyamihere? #I hate myself #I’m ugly #im stupid #…..maybe #…right? #Dontfeelbad4me #Tw s3lf h4arm

[jackinalex]

Thinking about this in the context of Jalex and wanting to kms……………

#in a good way!!!!! #finna go down a Fleetwood Mac rabbit hole I just know it #kalina talks #shut up kalina #wcwp #…..maybe #Youtube

[orphyd]

I FUCKED UP IM GONNA-

#anyway work is going great #did I accidentally place $500 worth of food for today when it was actually for tomorrow??? #…..maybe #nia.txt

[natsbaby]

When people say that love is the strongest thing in the world, I genuinely believe it cuz my love for scarlett johansson is the reason why i havent ☠️ myself yet

#allys rants #BAKDBSKDNSKFNSKNFELBFKEHDJ #IT WAS SO SERIOUS BUT HAHAHAHAHHAHHAHHA #SORRY OMG BUT LIKE LEGIT THO #i still believe i have a chance to meet her before i ☠️ one day #…..maybe #idk lets see HAHAHHAHAHAHAHA

[vldpidge]

i will write a pride month pidge fic i swear. i will i promise. it will happen i swear it so. i am writing as we speak. ok no i’m not but it’s gonna happen i am not lying ok. ok. promise.

#…..maybe #lin.txt #I WILL #it will happen i swear i swear

[keery]

ok i think i’m finally satisfied with my theme

#…..maybe

[onedirecton]

I would not survive in the Alice in Borderland universe…it’s goodbye from me

#maybe a level 2 game #…..maybe

[jessepinwheel]

I love it when people use "shrimp" to mean "beyond the human range". like "shrimp colors" but applied to other things. "shrimp emotions" "shrimp sounds" "shrimp morality", as if shrimp are living some kind of transcendent existence that humans can never comprehend

#maybe the true eldritch horror is the shrimp we met along the way

[bokkerijder]

pro-AI in the sense of "they taught a bread scanning computer to recognize cancer cells" etc etc

against AI in the sense of "we stole artwork from hundreds to thousands of artists, didn't credit them and didn't financially compensate them"

#rambles '24 #ok to reblog btw #all my posts are ok to reblog #if not i would make them unrebloggable lmao #edit: i am a fool #i said that thinking this would maybe get 5 notes or something #and now we're here lol

[theboxfort]

Peace and love

#pink posts #i saw a tweet that was like “i see other people's art” --> i get discouraged #i understand that seeing art that is prettier than yours can be discouraging but why not twist that a bit? #why does it look prettier to you? is it the colors #is it the textures they used? the brushes? #study them and try to put your spin on it #and maybe you'll find your art beautiful as well

[apollos-boyfriend]

having such an obvious favorite character trope is life ruining bro

#icarus speaks #SO MAYBE I HAVE A TYPE 😭 #you can literally instantly pinpoint most of my favorite characters it’s so fucking evil