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darl1ngpearl · 6 months

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Mechanic!Ellie x Motorcyclist!Reader

warning!!: smut, boob sucking, pussy eating, thigh riding, name usage: ma, mama, doll, dolly, darling, mommy, ect. Reader is female, sub reader, top Ellie.

You’d be lying if you said you knew even a single thing about cars. Yet motorbikes? Yeah, don’t kid yourself you knew nothing about bikes either. Hence why, you were now stood outside the garage, gnawing at your bottom lip, trying to muster up the courage to step foot inside.

You were more than familiar with this garage, but more specifically, familiar with a certain individual that owned the place. She was the soul reason you felt so nervous, the soul reason why you were seconds away from loosing your bottom lip due to how hard you were biting down.

With clenched fists, and wobbly knees, you made your way through the entrance.

The garage was booming with music, full of a variety of vehicles in various different conditions, parts of vehicles sprawled across the floor, and the clattering of tools came from towards the back. It was a Sunday, so the garage was empty in regard to employees and customers. You can’t imagine that anyone else would be in, other than her. You probably would’ve came in another day, if your friends weren’t so desperate to go on a morning bike ride to the beach tomorrow, hence why you came in today.

You made your way further into the back of the garage, and as the music and the clattering of tools grew louder, the anxious feeling in your stomach grew bigger.

And there she was, well, what you could make out of her. The only think you could recognise was her timberland boots sticking out from underneath the car. She was fixing god knows what, and humming along to some song you couldn’t quite pinpoint.

You stood there for a few moments just watching her work away, before letting out a small, awkward cough.

Almost as soon as you had made your presence known, Ellie was sliding out from beneath the car. She stood up with a grunt, and wiped her oiled coated hands on her, already oiled coated pants.

God did she look good. Her hair was tied back, half up half down. Her freckled face was splattered with, what you could only assume was dirt and oil, and these splatters made their way down to her neck, and further down to her collarbone. She wore her signature wife pleaser with her “men’s working pants”, paired with her timberland boots.

As soon as she laid her glowing green eyes on you, her face lit up and she smirked. She crossed her arms over her chest and began to walk closer.

“Well look who it is, what do I gotta help you with this time ma?”

Oh yes, she was a flirt.

The blood rose to your cheeks as you watched her make her way closer. You were shy, how could you not be? She had such a confident energy, and there was no chance that you could miss it. The smirk on her face only grew as she watched the pink tone on your cheeks grow significantly deeper.

“Gonna speak up dolly? Or do I have to guess?”

Fuck.

“Um, I have a problem with my bike”

Your voice came out small, almost as small as a whisper. Yet Ellie heard it perfectly. Of course she did, because as soon as you spoke she let out the loudest snort known to man. Maybe you wouldn’t be this embarrassed, and maybe she wouldn’t find this as humorous if you weren’t walking into this garage at least once a week with a problem.

Many people who you’ve spoke to about your bike problems have told you to just get a new bike, or told you that you weren’t made to ride a bike. But the thing is, the bike was perfect, and you were more than perfect when it came to riding. Riding was like your talent. You’d been a part of various street races, and won every single one. And just riding around on the streets daily? god you were good. You were perfect. Yet when it came to caring for the bike, that is where you lacked.

Once, a few months ago, you came to Ellie in absolute pieces, convinced that your bike was completely done for. You remember sobbing in her arms for a little while too long, because your precious baby was broken. But god, the look on your face was priceless when all Ellie had to do to “fix” the bike was turn it on. You were completely stunned, and blabbered faster than you could even think about how when you went to turn it on, it wouldn’t turn on. But the more you think about it, the more you realise that the reason it didn’t turn on when you tried, is because you didn’t turn the keys in the ignition.

“What seems to be the problem?”

Ellie raises her eyebrows in amusement, waiting for a response. You look up at her, staring deep into her eyes.

“I don’t know?”

She chuckles and nods, before walking past you, making her way outside to your bike.

“You lil ditz, of course you don’t know”

“Hey! I am not a ditz!”

“Whatever you say ma”

You scoff and follow her to your bike. You watch as she takes a look around, checking the breaks, the tires, the blinkers, and god knows what else.

“Did you remember to turn it on, like… actually turn it on?”

You roll your eyes and nod,

“Yes, I did thank you”

She hold up her hands in defence before looks at your tires once more, crouching down and running a finger along them. You couldn’t take your eyes off her hands. They were so perfect, so veiny and oh so slender. You were fixated on them, so much so that you missed everything she said. She was now stood back infront of you, waving her hand Infront of your face.

“Hellooo? Earth to y/n?”

You look up at her with a deep blush across your face, and she just laughs.

“When you are finished gawking at me doll, I said you need a tire change. I got no clue how you are riding around safely with tires.”

“You’re meant to change the tires?”

…

“Jesus Christ girlie, how are you allowed on the road huh?”

She begins to push your bike inside the garage, to an empty area where she could begin to work. You follow her once again, like a lost puppy.

“How much is it gonna cost to get them changed els?”

“Hm, depends. You gonna gimme a kiss?”

What.

“What?”

“Said, you gonna gimme a kiss ma?”

She was teasing. She knew exactly how to tease you, and clearly a little too well, because your cheeks were burning red. She looks over her shoulder to you and winks.

You couldn’t tell if she was joking or just playing but either way, would you ever refuse to kiss her? Absolutely not.

You’d be a liar if you said you hadn’t dreamt of kissing her, on numerous occasions. It was almost the only thing you ever dreamt about.

You watched as she began to work away, taking the tires off the motorbike before replacing them with new ones. It didn’t take long, and the whole time you watched. You watched as her muscles would flex, and how skilled she was with her hands. You were seconds away from drooling.

One she was done, she stood up and looked at her work with approval, and you did so also.

“Thank you so much els!”

You jumped up from where you were sat and wrapped your arms around her, squeezing her tight.

She chuckles and pats your back,

“Anytime mama”

You blush and squeeze her just a little tighter, not wanting the hug to end.

“So, what is the cost?”

“Well, all depends on wether you’re gonna gimme that kiss or not”

Oh, she was serious.

You looked up at her, arms still around her waist, and you’re met with her infamous smirk. She glances down at your lips, before looking back up at your eyes, and then she licks her lips.

“You’re… you’re serious?”

She scoffs and allows her hands travel down from your waist to your ass, giving it a firm pat.

Once again your face was beat red, and it was now your turn to glance at her lips. They looked so soft and plump, they had a slight sheen from where she had licked them, and there was a small scar on her bottom lip.

“Don’t act like you don’t wanna kiss me doll, you make it painfully obvious”

You roll your eyes and begin to draw circles on her back with your fingers. She hums and lifts one of her hands from your ass upto your face. She tilts up your chin, before using her thumb to toy with your bottom lip.

You stood there in silence for a few moments, before you couldn’t take it anymore.

“Wanna kiss you now els”

She chuckles,

“Oh you do now?”

You nod profusely, and look at her with pleading eyes. She groans and grabs a fistful of your ass, squeezing it tight before using her other hand to now stroke your cheek. She leans in and your heart begins to race.

It’s finally happening. This is what you have been waiting for for months, everytime you came to her garage all you could think about is how good it would feel to kiss her.

As you lean in to kiss her she suddenly pulls away, looking down at you with false confusion.

“Hm, are you kissing me for a discount or are you kissing me because you wanna see if it’s as good as you imagined?”

Oh my god.

You stare at her with your lips parted in shock, not muttering a word.

She forces out a sigh and removes her hand from your ass. The second her hand pulls away is the second that you let out one of the most desperate sounding whines either one of you have ever heard.

“Well cmon then, spit it out pretty”

You couldn’t believe it. It was like a mission for her to try and embarrass you.

You had to say something, obviously you weren’t kissing her for some discount. Hell, you would pay tripple the amount if it meant you could kiss her. But why does she have to make it so difficult?

She knew exactly how to fluster you without a doubt, every time you came to the garage. She could see right through you. Every time you would even attempt to hide something from her, she would know within a split second.

“Don’t wanna kiss you for some stupid discount els”

“Yeah? You sure ma?”

“I’m so sure, wanted to kiss you for so long now, been waiting for so long”

she slides her arms around your waist, her hands finding your ass once more.

“Aw my poor girl, I’m just so mean for making you wait that long aren’t I?”

She once again, waited for you to respond, whilst squeezing your ass just a little tighter.

You pout and nod your head, before she laughs.

“Let me make it up to you then, yeah?”

Holy fuck holy fuck holy fuck

She tucks a loose strand of your hair behind your ear, before connected her lips to yours. The kiss was soft, a short kiss yet not short enough to be a peck.

When she pulls away, she smiles at you and you give her a smile back, followed by a shy giggle.

“Strawberry chapstick?”

She licks her lips and nods in approval,

“Definitely strawberry”

She holds your face in the palms of her hands, and once again connects her lips to yours. This time, it’s messy, and ever so slowly, the both of you are making your way towards the ratty old couch that is propped up against the wall, your lips not leaving each others once.

She lowers you back onto the couch, laying you down. She hovers over you, and slowly pulls away from the kiss, a string of saliva keeping her lips connected to yours. Her lips were now swollen, but god does it make her even hotter.

She brushes your cheek with her knuckles and hums in approval, staring at your also swollen lips.

“You want this mama? Cus if not we can stop right now”

“Please els, I want this more than ever”

“That’s the right answer dollface”

She moves from off on top of you and sighs at the sight of you wearing oh so many layers. She needed to change that, and fast.

“Stand up for me”

She switches her position and now manspreads on the couch. You stand up directly in front of her and look at her confused.

“Now strip”

You stare at her blankly for a few moments, trying to process what was just said. She wanted you to… strip?

When it finally came to your realisation, you started to take off your leather jacket. You wanted this and you wanted it now, you didn’t need to stall more than you had to.

She leans back on the couch and hums, enjoying the show.

You give her a shy smile before kicking off your shoes, and then beginning to undo your jeans. She watches you like a hawk as you slide the jeans off the fat of your ass, which made you more flustered than you already were.

Once your jeans were pooling at your ankles, you lifted your top over your head and threw it somewhere on the floor. You shivered at the breeze kissing your skin, and hugged yourself for some warmth.

However, Ellie didn’t like that, she kissed her teeth and motioned with her hands for you to move your arms. And you did so, you let your arms fall back down to your side and you stood still in front of her, letting her eyes explore your almost bare body.

“Do a little spin for me sweet thing”

You felt your arousal begin to pool in your panties. You slowly turning in a circle for her to get a full view of your body. She hums in approval and chuckles.

“God you look so perfect, come here ma”

She pats her lap, silently telling you to sit, and so you did. You sat down on her lap and wrapped your arms around her nape, staring into her oh so gorgeous emerald eyes.

She rests her hands on your ass and stares right back at you. Not a word was said, yet it wasn’t awkward. The moment felt sensual, it felt perfect, and you didn’t want it to be over. But as soon as her lips pressed against your collarbone, you couldn’t wait for the silent moment to be over.

She left soft kisses trailing from your collarbone, to your breasts. This pulled soft whines from the back of your throat. How can a simple kiss feel so good?

You quickly unclasped your bra, for her to gain better access and she chuckles,

“Eager are we ma?”

“Ellie please, shut up and carry on”

She landed a sharp slap on your ass and you jolted forward, whimpering loud.

She manoeuvres your body into the previous position, before going back to leaving soft kisses over your breasts. You close your eyes and let your head fall forward, resting on the top of hers.

“Feels so good els”

“Yeah? Not even started yet mama and already feels that good?”

You nod your head and her kisses begin to turn to sucks. She starts litter hickeys all over your breasts and this makes the pool of arousal in your panties grow even more.

Your pussy ached for her, you needed her more than ever, you needed much more than just hickeys, even if her giving them to you did feel like heaven. So you began to grind on her thigh, attempting to make it subtle in hopes that she wouldn’t notice.

But how could she not? She felt the slow rocking against her thigh the second you began, and this rips a groan out from the back of her throat.

Suddenly, her lips latched around your nipple, and she began to suck and tug on it. You moaned directly into her ear and ground down on her thigh just a little harder, attempting to soothe the ache in between your legs.

She bit down on your nipple and this caused you to yelp, it hurt but in the best way possible.

Her hands moved up from your ass to your hips, and took the grinding into her own hands (literally). She rocked your hips against her in an agonising slow pace, which made you whine and whisper little pleads into her ear.

She was beyond turned on, she needed you more than ever. Her grip on your hips tightened, and she rocked you faster, pushing you further down onto her thigh.

“Oh god! Feels soooo good els, feels so so good”

“Yeah baby? I’m making you feel soooo good?”

You moans grew louder, and you feel your orgasm creeping closer. The feeling of the material of her pants against your clothed pussy felt just right. You began to pant, attempted to move your hips faster to chase your orgasm.

And then, she stopped. She stopped and she held you in place, lifting her head and tutting at you.

Tears began to pool in your eyes, you were so desperate and you were seconds away from your orgasm.

“Tell me, who is in charge here?”

“You are?”

“That’s right darling, so wanna tell me why you were speeding up? I had you at the exact pace I wanted you, and you tried to go faster? Tried to take control?”

You whine and wriggled in her grip. She didn’t like this, and you could tell when the grip on your hips tightened, giving you a silent warning to keep still.

“Was close els, wanted to cum”

“Oh you wanted to cum?”

You felt small. She made you feel so powerless and small with her dominant domineer, you had no control and you knew it. All you could do was nod.

“And you couldn’t wait until I made you cum huh? Had to do it all yourself? Don’t think I’m good enough to make you cum?”

You widened your eyes and shook your head,

“No! I know you can! Was just…desperate”

she hums and in a blink the position changes. You were once again laying down on the couch, and she was hovering over you. You stare up at her and she winks at you. She pecks your lips before trailing kisses down your body.

She kissed your chin, your collarbone, each breast, your stomach, your bellybutton, and then she placed a kiss just above your clothed clit which made you shudder.

“I’m gonna make you cum mama, that’s why we are in this position no? It’s my job now, not yours”

You bite down on your lip and nod at her. She toys with the waistband of your panties and hums, staring at the wet patch that soaked the majority of the underwear.

“Tsk, they’re in my way”

And in a flash your panties were now somewhere on the floor, and her head dove straight in between your legs. She was wasting no time.

You let out a loud gasp as she began to lap up your pussy, eating you out like it was her last meal. Her thumb was placed over your clit, rubbing slow circles.

It felt like heaven, you thought the grinding felt good but, this was a million times better.

Moans began to rip from your throat, and you threw your head back, bucking your hips up into her.

She huffs and uses her other hand to hold your hips down.

“Still”

She spoke muffled, too focused on eating you out to lift her head. You quickly obeyed, not wanting to be denied another orgasm. She was so skilled with her tongue, so skilled.

Her tongue dove in and out of your pussy, hitting all the right spots. You grabbed a fist full of her hair, tugging on it, which caused her to let out a groan.

She removed her thumb, which caused you to whine from the loss of contact. Yet as soon as she pushed her face more into your pussy, you were no longer whining. Her nose kept bumping against your clit Every time she would move her head. You were in bliss.

“Oh god els!!”

She chuckles, although due to her face being buried deep in between your legs, it barely sounded like one.

You couldn’t help it, you began to feel your orgasm creeping over you once more and you began to buck your hips back into her. Her nose pressed harder into your clit and her tongue reached further into your pussy.

You couldn’t contain your moans, you were a mess. Tears began to brim in your eyes and you tugged on her hair harder. She didn’t push you down this time, she just kept going. She knew your were close, I mean, how could she not tell?

“F-fuck! Gonna cum, please mommy please!”

This set her off, and if it was even possible, she began to eat you out even faster. She was gripping onto your thighs, making a complete mess.

Then, that feeling in your stomach snapped. You came all over her face, and so fucking hard. Moans, whines and curse words came flying from your mouth, you were unable to hold anything back.

She slowed down her pace, allowing you to come down from your orgasm. Once it became too much, she pulled away.

She looked at you with a smirk on her face. Her chin was dripping with saliva and arousal, and even then, she looked fucking good.

You were fucked out. Your chest was heaving and tear stains were visible on your face, drool visible at the corners of your mouth. She looked at you, impressed with her work done to you.

“Mommy?”

You groan and hold your hands over your face, embarrassed.

“Shut up!”

She laughs and leans over you, pecking your lips.

She walked you out of her garage, wheeling out your bike for you.

“I’ll message you okay dolly? Be safe on your ride back, try not to lose any bike parts”

You roll your eyes and giggle,

“Thank you again Ellie”

“Anytime mama”

You gave her a quick kiss on the cheek, before she landed a soft smack on your ass, causing you to turn beet red almost immediately. She then tucked a piece of hair behind your ear, and leaned in to whisper to you.

“Next time, mommy will use her strap”

Next time?

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peacemaker-ic · 10 days

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I received the codes from the EA Creator Network for the latest kits, Urban Homage and Party Essentials, and I finally got a chance to check them over. Short version: these kits really aren't for me. I don't dislike them, they either aren't my style or designed for an activity I just don't enjoy.

Urban Homage is nice that it was a Collab with Ebonix to give sims of colour some clothing that feels authentic for the style it's delivering, but for me, I just don't have many sims that would benefit from it for telling their story. The fit is nice and neutral (not too baggy or fitted), nice variety of colour, and a bit of personality too. I would have liked to see more then just clothing though. A new set of boots such as a combat or timberland-esque would have been nice, or a new hairstyle or two. I don't know if I am just conditioned to think that is what a CAS kit should include, or if the kit feels unfinished because it lacks those items. The jeans are definite favourites, even if i wish it had a better bootleg cut. The tee is also lovely with the graffiti prints. I would love to see more kits like this though. There are many regions, ethnicities and demographics thats aren't represented much in regular packs that kits could cater for so although it's just not really my style, I would love to see more.

Party Essentials did feel incomplete until I started looking at it like a decor kit, then it came together. Can't say I am a fan of the colour palette though. My favourite was the pastel rainbow, and I kind of wish it had more of that swatch style. The golds, bright pinks and blues just felt a little... overwhelming to me. Given time I could probably make them work. I am thankful the bar was designed as a standalone object though. The curse of regular bars is they often look unfinished if not integrated with island counters and they are already too large as it is. This item strikes that right balance. I still desperately want a drinks tray so i can avoid having to huge a 2x1 object just to have access to bar drinks. The lights definitely needed a medium wall height option at a minimum, same with the streamer items. The new record player is a nice addition too. I just can't see myself using this kit much because it's relatively niche category. I don't like the party mechanic of TS4 so I doubt i will use most of these items much, if at all apart from the table, bar and record player.

Anyway, those are my thoughts. If you do want to grab them, because you like throwing parties or really dig the Urban homage look, remember you can use my code PEACEMAKER at checkout to directly support me as a creator via thesims.com or EA App.

#TS4 #Kits #SponsoredbyEA #eacreatornetwork #urban homage kit #Party Essentials kit

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silent-raven13 · 9 months

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Lil Billie's Arch Nemesis

Billie loves giving his big brother kisses, kisses for boo-boos, kisses for goodbyes, kisses for hello, kisses for showing love. Hugs and kisses, she does it all! She loves her big brother, Miles! Her idol, her Spiderman, her amazing big bro! So, the two year old have no problem showing love to her favorite only big bro, Miles. Everyone says she's his biggest fan, she's number one in his heart! Little sis Billie, Miles' lovable sister! Yup, that's her!

One day she sat in the living room watching her favorite show Mickey House Clubhouse with her pacifier in her mouth. She hears her mother cooking in the kitchen, while her dad snoring on the couch.

"Ah-HA! See ya, real soon!" Mickey Mouse rings her ear, giving a sign her show ended. This made her very excited. One of the main reasons she loves her show it ends right when her big bro comes home. She got up on her two little feet getting ready to be the first one to greet Miles.

"Mils!" She muffled through her pacifier as she waited by the front door.

"Mi amor, waiting for your big brother?" Her mom chuckles in amusement always spotting her daughter being by the front door.

"Si!" Little Billie jumps, she got her favorite pink blanket around her as she waited.

The doorknob jiggles, through the door Miles softly humming with his heavy footsteps wearing timberland boots. "Mils!" Billie jumps with excitement.

When Miles enter his home, he's greeted by Little Billie wanting him to pick her up. "Hey, boo-boo!" Miles awed at his little sister, he quickly pick her up.

"Mils! Mils!" She muffled through her pacifier, giggling as she gets picked up being hugged. For a two year old, she's very smart. She took out her pacifier to give kisses on Miles' cheek. "Miles!" She said happily. "Wuv you!"

"Awe, i love you, too. Awe, my little Billie!" Miles happily snuggles her.

"Miles, are you home?" Their mother's voice loud being in the kitchen cooking dinner.

"Si, mami!" Miles closed the door behind him then went over to kiss his mother's cheek, "Smells great."

"Of course, i cook this!" Rio laughs, "Right, mi bebé?" She blow a kiss to her daughter.

Little Billie giggles having her arms around her big brother's neck, "Mmhhmm," She put her pacifier back in her mouth.

"So, mom today Hobie is coming over, remember?" Miles casually reminds his mom.

'Hobie?' Little Billie gave a side eye at her big brother, she don't like Hobie. Not because their dad said comments about the punk's fashion or being a punk or rule breaker- No, Billie doesn't care for that. She don't like him, because he is taking away her big bro! Nope, all those kisses and hugs Hobie gives to Miles makes her jealous. Her big brother is her's. They are two peas in a pod. Not Hobie.

Not to mention, Hobie likes to bite her big brother on the neck from time to time and that really makes her mad. No one should hurt her big bro. Her big brother is Spiderman, a good man, a hero, her big bro!

Rio laughs at her daughter's reaction, "Mira, Miles! Your sister doesn't look too happy your boyfriend is coming over. She's still upset from last time." She remembers Billie crying as she spotted Hobie giving a hickey on Miles' neck, when they were in Miles' room. Miles let out a yelp in pain which caused Billie to cry and scream.

Miles blushes being embarrassed, "I should've lock the door..."

"And have tu papí bust down the door?" Rio scoffs, "No, your leaving that door wide open and no funny business."

Miles groans, "Mamí, he didn't mean it..."

Little Billie rolled her eyes, "Hmph!"

"Boo-boo, I thought you're on my side?" Miles pouts giving his baby sister a kiss on her round cheeks.

"Nuh uh!" She shook her head.

Rio laughs, "She's too smart for your own good, hijo! I wonder where she gets it from." Implying from her like Jeff could ever be this sassy.

Little Bille said, "No, Obie! No! Nonono!" She waves her hand at her big brother.

"Awe, he's a great guy, Billie. Look this time he'll be good. I promise!"

He was so wrong. Very wrong.

The moment Hobie came over, Little Billie had throw launched a toy web shooter at him. "Whoa? Wat's wrong with the lil one, sunflower?"

Miles sighs, "She's still mad at you from last time."

"Ahhh," Hobie smirks widely as he squat to Billie's level, "Atta girl, protecting your cute brother. I respect it. Let bygones be bygones, hmm?"

Little Billie shot another web shooter toy at Hobie's face with a scowl look on her face. "Billie!" Miles quickly picks her up and took her toy away.

Hobie presses his lips with a nodded, "Fair enough."

"Billie, say you're sorry!" Miles said.

"No! Bye, Obie!" She hugs her big brother then sticks her tongue out at her brother's boyfriend.

Hobie could only laugh in amusement. "I admire that."

"What? Really?" Miles blinks at his boyfriend. "Normally, you get mad when someone tries to-" Hobie said, "Because they are adults and should know better, luv. Billie is a child and I think I can make her a fine anarchist!" His lips widen to a wicked smile, he wrap his arm around his boyfriend's shoulders then said, "Hey, Billie Willie. Look. Mwah! Love you, Miles." He kisses Miles cheek.

"Hobie, stop! You're gonna make her mad!" Miles said out loud.

Little Billie's eyes widen and gasps, "NO! No, Obie! NO!" Her tiny hands try to shove Hobie's face away from her brother's face, "Me! ME!" She planted a kiss on her brother's cheek. "My bro-ther!"

"My boyfriend!" Hobie chuckles as he kisses Miles' left cheek and Billy got Mile's right cheek.

"No, my brother!" She kisses again.

"No, mine!" Hobie laughs.

"NOOO!"

Miles stood receiving battlefield kisses by his two favorite loved ones. His cheeks warm from the amount of attention he was getting.

Jeff yawns waking from his nap spotting his wife standing by the doorway to the kitchen and hallway watching the three. "What's going on?" He asked his wife being so confused.

"Oh just Hobie and Billie fighting for Miles' love, again." Rio giggles. "It's cute."

"Ah, I hope Billie wins and get that punk outta here."

"You missed it when she shoot hit him with that web shooter thing." Rio laughs.

"Awe man, I did!" Jeff saw the toy on one of the drawers, "Hey, Billie. Shoot Hobie again!" He rushes over to hand his daughter the toy.

"JEFF!" Rio said out loud. "Don't encourage her! Violence is bad!"

#punkflower #miles morales #hobie brown #spider verse #across the spider verse #billie morales

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lilacxoz · 1 year

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Rhapsodic - Diluc

F!reader

Soft love, not really much enemies to lovers but implied, creampie, virgin!reader, virgin sex.

You awoke with the late morning sun shining through your dust clouded windows. You knew you had to clean your little cottage outback of the winery, but you were to busy being a personal apothecary for some.

You stepped out of bed, letting the warmth from the sun coat your bare body as you moved to the closet. Oftentimes, you slept nude just for this glorious morning experience.

You chose to keep your day clothes casual, just a simple white button down and your blue jeans, as well as your classic Timberlands. You chose to put your hair up since it was going to be a hot day, perfect for collecting medical herbs in the area.

You were a personal apothecary for five people. You wanted to be a full time, yet you desired time for yourself rather than working. You preferred a lot of alone time with your stack of books and a glass of wine. You were a very simple women, and you liked it that way.

You slugged your way to the kitchen, opening the dark oak cupboard that was placed above the sink; plucking a jar of tea leaves.

Your cottage was small yet spacious. There was a tiny kitchen window that stretched from the stove to the sink, a beautiful memory foam mat in front of the sink reading "Cottage Living." Behind you was a tiny circle table with four chairs sat at it, and to one side was your couch and a floor to ceiling bookcase just adjacent to the sage green floral printed couch. The other side held two doors that led to your bedroom and the bathroom.

You put the kettle on the stove, placing just a few leaves into it as well before leaving it to boil. As you were setting the jar back in the cupboard, you heard the front door open and close, the hinges creaking with the movement.

"It's polite to knock on a persons door before letting yourself in," you say, not needing to look at who it was. Only one person you knew would walk into your house without knocking; and that was the handsome Dawn Winery owner.

"As if you don't sneak to the back door with that bard to steal some wine? I may not witness the crime, but I'm not stupid." You hear his boots thumb on the hardwood floors, the creak to his steps as he moves to stand next to you.

"What do you need sir," you say, emphasizing the "sir" to show you weren't in the mood to play games. You had lots to do and having your daily argue with Diluc wasn't how you wanted to start the day.

"I just need some of those relaxers you gave me last month. I have a masquerade party to attend with my brother, so I might need a double jar," he explains, running a gloved hand over your dusty windows. His crimson eyes flickered to yours as he held up his dirty finger, making you roll your eyes.

"The way you judge your doctor his harsh dear Ragnvindr," you sarcastically reply in a sweet and lusted tone, making your way to the glass case next to your bookcase that held all the medicines you used and gave to your patients. You pulled the folded stool out from under the couch, folding it up and using it to help you see the top shelf.

"Well, speaking on how much you hate Kaeya, I could give you some ashwagandha berries, or would you prefer taking the root?" You asked, looking over your shoulder to see a puzzled look on the red haired males face. "Do you want a gummy type thing or just a pill," you elaborate in a board tone.

"Oh," he says, his cheeks dusting a pink hue that makes you giggle. "Whatever works faster," he says, walking to the stove to turn off the burner on the kettle since it had started squealing. You nodded, plucking the glass jar full of the berries from the shelf and handing it to the red haired male who is pouring the tea into your glass mug.

"You always have such...plain taste in chinaware," Diluc says, his hand rubbing at the subtle stubble he has on his jaw.

"That's where your wrong. Chinaware is ceramic, these are glass," you correct, tapping the mug with your fingernail to add to your point. "And a little advice, girls like a guy with less hair," you tease. You remember when he walked in as you walked out of the bathroom in a towel. He had said the same thing about your legs, but little did he know you didn't like keeping your legs shaved during the winter; so you felt no shame in it. Words like that from anyone else would've hurt, but it was Diluc: a guy who's love language is plain straight insults and coldness. It didn't take long for you to put the pieces together after you first met him.

"Whatever, I had a long night and didn't have time to shave," he informs, popping the cork top off the glass jar and popping one of the tiny red berries into his mouth.

"Wow, am I really stressing you out that much?" You say, attempting a face of hurt that only had Diluc rolling his eyes.

"No, Kaeya is to arrive soon to do some final preparations," he says, leaning his hip against the counter and crossing his large arms over his chest. You stifle a giggle at his face: pure irritation and annoyance. You couldn't help yourself from reaching up and poking the ends of his lips, forcing a smile on his lips. He didn't stop you, already used to the way you'd poke at his sides and cheeks. If anything, he liked the way you'd touch him like that and the snarky comments you made.

All his life, he'd been told why he didn't settle down with a nice women of good breed and would cook and clean for him. And the answer was quite simple for him. He wanted his women tough, not afraid to stand up for what's right. He liked his women like you, someone who isn't scared to push his buttons. He hated admitting things, but if it came down to it, he would admit his love for you.

"Do you need any help with your forage today?" He Diluc asks, taking your wrists around his gloved hands and settling them at your sides. He loved how tiny your wrists were in his large hands. It was one of his guilty pleasures to think about when he was alone at night.

"Don't think you can get out of Kaeya so easy. Plus, I'm headed to the knights to meet with Jean. She wants me to be Klee's pediatrician," you inform, taking the glass mug in between your hands, closing your eyes as the steam drifts past your face. Diluc watched you with scrutinized eyes, taking in your composed and relaxed face. He didn't know what he liked best, your personality or your face.

"I still don't know why they let a child be a knight, now isn't that just quite stupid?" He rants, his hand moving back to his stubble as he rants. You didn't take the time to reply, you knew how often he got to vent was slim to nonexistent, so you let him get it all out of his system. By the time he was done venting, you had already made your way through half of your tea.

"I don't want to sound mean, but isn't brother dearest waiting for you?" You ask, settling your mug on the polished wooden counter. You watch him nod, his lips pursed and his eyebrows furrowed.

"Yeah, but that basterd can wait until I am good and ready," he grumbles, slipping the jar he requested in his coat pocket. You didn't charge him because he let you and your drinking buddy sneak into his basement "unnoticed". But you knew he kept the maids away purposely, or else he'd have to use mora in exchange, and you weren't easy on the prices.

"Just go, please," you say, holding onto the back of his bicep as you lead him to the front door. He just lets out a huff, letting you drag him to his doom. He wished he could just stay talking to you in your lone little cottage behind the winery, cracking witty remarks and quibbling with you like an old married couple.

Just as you open the door, you catch a Kaeya who was just about to knock on the door. You watch as he looks from your face, to his brothers, to your hand holding onto his brothers lean bicep.

"He was just leaving," you say, pushing Diluc from his back, making him stumble a bit as he steps out of your home.

"I'll come visit later," he says, his eyes looking like a puppies who's staring at a bone he was told not to have. You give him a half smile, holding back a chuckle.

"Why say that when you don't even knock," you say, letting Kaeya hold up your hand and place a gentle kiss to your knuckles. Diluc stared at the action before him, letting out a grumble of incoherent words as he stomps his way down the dirt path to the winery.

"Try not to bother him to much today, okay?" You ask, almost of a plea to the blue haired knight.

"I will try my best, nice seeing you doc," he says, waving as he quickly catches up to an angry Diluc. You lean up against the doorframe for a bit, watching as Kaeya tries to place a hand on his brothers shoulder, only to receive a shove to his chest that almost makes him fall to his ass. You wished they got along, but you knew how almost impossible that was.

You stumbled into your tiny cottage, kicking off your boots in haste as you tossed your cheese cloth bag onto the table full of herbs. "Fuck this," you say as you open up a drawer, fishing out your matches. "Fuck that," you grumble, moving to the candle chandelier over the dining table, lighting them carefully until your tiny place lit up with light. It wasn't like you didn't have electricity, you just preferred candles.

You made your way to the couch while unbuttoning your shirt. But as you neared the canvas couch, you squealed and jumped back in horror. On your couch was a fire red haired male, staring at you in shock himself. He stood to his feet quickly, his cheeks a bright red.

"I-I didn't mean to scare you, and I would've said something but you just- you- you looked so upset and it was amusing to watch."

"Still! You could have said something?!" You place a hand to your forehead, sitting down on the couch as he sits next to you. You become aware of your half unbuttoned blouse, quickly doing the buttons back up with a bright red face.

"I'm sorry, I just needed to escape from that party," he admits in a normal tone, his hands resting on his thighs. You notice the lack of gloves, being able to see the scars on his hands and veins that have you hypnotized. You took in his appearance: black dress shirt rolled up to his elbows, black slacks, white vest over his shirt, and a crimson face mask that rests on the coffee table. You also don't fail to notice the way his beautiful long red locks are in a high ponytail, as well as the five o'clock shadow making home onto his sharp jaw.

"It's okay, just please say something next time," you say, letting out a huff as you relax into the couch. You had a long day of walking around Mondstat, as well as being cajoled into babysitting Klee for a few hours that you couldn't refuse.

"What happened today? I've never seen you so irritable, you looked like me after a long day at the tavern." You move so your legs rest on his lap, his hands massaging your calf instinctively.

"Well let me just tell you, never ever again will I agree to babysitting that little devil. I swear, she seems nice, but I cannot deal with running after her and those bombs. And don't even get me started on the cliffs, it was like everywhere I turned there was a goddamn monster to fight. What a day to forget my bag, lord Barbados it was only supposed to be a quick forge today."

Diluc watches you vent about the day you had, finding comfort in the moment shared between the both of you. He takes notice of the way your eyebrow twitches in annoyance as you talk about what a disaster babysitting Klee was.

"Why do you willingly keep coming back?" You ask after a few moments of comfortable silence after your venting. Diluc goes still, wanting to tell the truth but he just couldn't. He wasn't one to show vulnerability.

"Because you're my doctor, have to keep a good reputation with my doctor," he lies, gently setting your feet onto the ground as he stands up, turning away from you.

"But it's more than that and you know it, tell me, really, why do you keep coming back?" There's a long moment of silence before Diluc huffs and makes his way to the door. You quickly jump to your feet, and maybe your next move was out of bravery or stupidity; but you found yourself pulling him in by the collar of his shirt.

The moment your lips collided, was the moment you came alive. It all happened so fast, his arms around your waist as he backs you up against a nearby wall. It was all teeth and lips, a moment of pure passion that had finally exploded from your bodies. You pulled away first, letting out shallow and quick breaths as you stared up at him.

"I want the answer to my question," you whisper, your eyes trailing down to his parted lips. He looked so good like this. It didn't matter if he was beautiful or handsome, it was the pure masculinity in his face that had you melting at the knees.

"I keep coming back-" he looks away, his cheeks pink under the wavering candle light. "I keep coming back because you attract me like a magnet, I just can't get my fill of you."

You stare at the vulnerable side he shows, his chest moving with each of his breaths. You rubbed your hands on his chest, carefully un doing each button on his white vest. He watched you with hesitation, he wanted to take advantage of the moment but he didn't want to hurt you.

"I've wanted you for so long, but I just didn't know whether I was ready to risk losing our relationship," you admit, sliding the vest off and working to his dress shirt. With each button, his breath grows heavier. Once every button is gone, he shrugs the shirt off himself, letting you get a full look at him.

"Am I worth while?" He asks, your eyes trailing across his body. You take in each scar, each bump and cut edge, and the dark red that trails down his abdomen.

"I should be asking you that," you say, leaning in and letting your lips attach onto his neck. He let out a gasp, his hands gripping your hips and pressing them against his own. You let out a gasp of your own, letting him grind up against you. He pushes you further against the wall, using just one hand to undo the buttons on your blouse.

"Diluc," you whisper, letting him shrug the white fabric off your body. Because of how tight your blouse was, you were able to go without a bra. When this came to light, he let out a particular breath that left your body forming goosebumps.

"You're beautiful," he says, his hands cupping your back as he leans down to kiss at your chest and neck. You let your head fall back into the wall with a thud, relishing in the way his lips suck on your skin.

His hands rest on your waist, his lips forming beautiful deep bruises in your neck and chest. It felt like a million butterflies were ensnared in your stomach, the heat in between your legs feeling like you were fluttering to life. You moaned out his name, wrapping a leg around his waist to get a better rhythm against his bulge.

His breath deepens with the action, his lips taking action on your pebbled nipple. "Wait- ngh~" His hands move to your jeans zipper, sliding them off your body with haste. You did the same, quickly taking his slacks off. It all happens in a flash, starting from the kitchen to the bedroom, the only thing you both wearing is your underwear.

He gently settles you in the bed, your arms wrapped around his neck as he sits you down on the edge of the bed. He slides onto his knees, his lips planting soft kisses on your thighs.

"Can I?" He asks, his teeth gently biting at the inside of your thigh.

"I-I've never-" you stop yourself, your face turning bright red causing you to look away in embarrassment.

"Never had oral?" He gives a lazy grin, looking up at you with hooded eyes that make your thighs clench.

"Well, I'm kinda-"

"You're a virgin?" He asks in disbelief, his eyes widen in astonishment. "I would've never guessed, well, not with how flirty you get when drunk." His words only make you blush more, a deep chuckle erupting from his chest.

"I'll be gentle, don't worry princess," he assures, his hands guiding your thighs to rest on his shoulders. You let him guide your white lace thong off your body, his eyes taking in the sight of you. He worshiped your body, letting his tongue and lips explore your pussy. His tongue licked a stripe down your slit, tasting the sweetness of you.

"Diluc~" you whimper, your hands finding purchase on the floral duvet below you. He took the advantage of sliding his tongue over your clit, bringing up a hand to slip in a finger. You gasp as he slowly slides in his calloused finger, your body tensing up at the beautiful feeling.

"Shhh, baby you have to relax," he cooed, gently adding in another. You whimpered, laying back on the bed and resting your arm on your forehead. His tongue flicked at your clit, his fingers thrusting in and out of you so smoothly; a loud squelching noise echoing in the tiny room.

"Diluc, I can't- I'm so close," you whine, your body convulsing as you reach your peak. Diluc watches you unfold, his boxers growing too tight for him to handle. He sucks on your clit to help you ride it out, your back arching off the bed and your head shooting backwards. You let out an unfamiliar moan, sounding so foreign as the aftershocks of your orgasm makes your body hitch against the bed.

He finishes the job, sucking on his fingers as he stands to his true height, a smirk on his beautiful lips. "How was it?" He asks, leaning over you, caging your head in between his forearms.

"It was rhapsodic," you whisper, earning a smile on his face. It was one of the first times you've ever seen his true smile; his eyes growing smaller and his cheeks tinted with pink.

"Do you want to go further? We can stop if you want?" He asks, his brows furrowed and his lips pursed. You lace your fingers into his hair, making work on the hair tie holding his hair up. You watch as his fire locks cascade around your face, making a curtain containing just you and him.

"I want all of you, please," you softly plea, reaching a hand up to slip some of his hair behind his ear. His jaw flexes before he crashes his lips to yours. He moves his knees so they're on either side of your hips, making your legs settle on his hips. You feel the hardness of his cock against your pussy, your eyes fluttering and your brows raising as you moan into the kiss.

Things move quickly, you slipping your thumbs under the waistband of his boxers and pulling them down. He pulls away from the kiss, letting you look down and take in the sight of you. Your lips part, a smirk forming on his face.

"Maybe you should take a picture, it will last longer," he purrs into your ear, lips planting a soft kiss on the shell of your red ear.

"I don't know how I'll explain to people why I have a picture of the Dawn Winery owners dick in my drawer," you tease, earning a chuckle from the red haired male above you.

"I wouldn't mind if the roles were reversed." You playfully slapped his chest, him pulling away from your ear to look down at your flustered face.

"Like I'd let you keep a nude of me, let's wait until we're a little further now hm?"

"You think we can be more?" He asks, a hopeful glint in his eyes. You nod your head, the most happiest look forming on his face. He moves his lips to your neck, sucking on your collarbone, dragging out sweet moans from your being.

"Diluc, as much as I love your kisses, I really need you right now," you whine. Diluc chuckles against your skin, leaning up to look into your eyes. He gently tucks a strand of hair behind your ear, a soft smile on his face.

He sits back on the heels of his foot, you resting on your elbows as you watch him slowly pump himself. Your lips part, taking in every inch of his body. Your mouth fills up with saliva at the sight of him, he wasn't shaven and it was a good look on him as well as all the beautiful battle scars on his skin.

You watch him align his angry red tip to your entrance, your teeth capturing your bottom lip. You weren't scared as you were before whenever you thought about losing your virginity. But now, knowing you're about to give yourself to the man of your dreams, you're not scared at all.

He starts to slip inside, his eyes watching your face for any uncomfortable signs. But all he finds is your mouth hung open, eyes fluttering as your head falling back onto the bed.

"Fuck-" he grunts as he sheaths his way inside, his jaw clenching. He loved how beautiful you looked like this, and loved how beautifully you fit around him. The fit hurt a bit, you'd admit that, but it hurt in a good way that made you want him to do more.

You wrap your arms around his neck, pulling him into a deep kiss. He starts to move against you, your thighs clenching around him in pure bliss. "Ngh~ oh! Faster, please oh please," you moan when he pulls away for a breath, his body growing harder to resist taking you how he wanted. But he knew he needed to be gentle this round, it was all about you and he was gonna make sure it went your way.

He obeys your ask, taking grasp onto your hips as he moves faster, his hips snapping against yours. You moan out his name like a chant, you had underestimated how fast your first orgasm would come. You remember hearing from Lisa awhile back, you had asked about sex because you were growing a little scared of being twenty and still a virgin. You remember thinking she was kidding when she said the first round would go quickly, but as you grip onto the pillowcase below you quickly began to understand.

"Oh- mmcumming!" You moan aloud, your back arching as you let yourself go loose. Your legs shake and your breaths get heavy. Diluc somehow gets harder at the sight, deciding he can't hold back anymore. He lets you ride your high before he surprises you by rolling onto his back.

"I'm sorry, but I just can't hold back," he says, his hands firmly gripping your plump hips. Before he starts to thrust, your quickly take hold of his shoulders.

He starts a fast and brutal pace, your body shaking with pleasure at the newfound feeling. He hit so much deeper inside you, crashing against your cervix in such a painfully pleasurable way. Your body grows weak from the inhumane speed, wrapping your your arms around his neck.

You whine and moan in his neck while his grunts and groans reverberate against the shell of your ear. Diluc moves so fast that the bed makes sounds that signal the near break of the foundation. But you don't care, the way he hits and rubs against a specific spot inside you has you going limp and seeing stars—completely high off him.

"I'm cumming, fuck!" He groans, shooting his cum deep inside that has you orgasming harder than you ever have before. The room is left with the sound of yours and his breaths, your faces flushed.

It takes awhile before you sit up, letting his cock slip out of you. "Y-you're still hard?" You ask with a raise to your eyebrow.

"Yes, but we can finish tomorrow if you're still up for it," he winks at you, your face brightening. After fixing yourself in the bathroom, you come back to Diluc laying on your bed in his boxers. You move to lay next to him, a smile on your face. Despite witnessing the smile he held before, it's now diminished to a subtle curve to his lips.

"You're like a star in the sky. If you think about it, we are stardust, so I'm glad to shine with you," you say out of the blue, making him raise an eyebrow while he lets out a chuckle. You let him pull the covers over you both, pulling you close so your head rests on his chest.

"But the stars don't shine, they burn."

You look up at him, your lips parted. "You think? I think if I were a star I'd just twinkle," you say, planting a gentle kiss on his collarbone. Diluc rolls his eyes, leaning down to kiss the shell of your ear.

"You'll see yourself in turn, I promise."

#genshin impact #genshin impact smut #genshin fanfic #smut #genshin diluc #diluc x reader #diluc x fem!reader #diluc ragnvindr #diluc smut #diluc fluff

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chiskz · 6 months

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[ ▶️ ] Stray Kids [INTRO "樂-STAR"]

↬ 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄

Chichi is wearing a very loose pale pink sweater, Timberland boots of the same color and wide denim pants. Her hair is tied in a very small ponytail. She is sitting on a high stool set up in a training room, which is semi-dark.

❝ We are back with a new album and new energy. I think both we and STAY have been waiting for something like this.❞

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❝ As you can see, I am in our training room, the place where it is easiest to find me at any time of the day as well as night.❞

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❝ This year has really brought us a lot of good things, mainly a lot of new opportunities to grow and show again that we have our own style. I feel that we are maturing as artists, more and more with each new song. It's a great feeling to be able to blossom at any time of the year. ❞

↬ 𝐋𝐀𝐋𝐀𝐋𝐀𝐋𝐀

❝ Ah, choreography? ❞

Chichi laughs briefly, sitting down a little more comfortably.

❝ This song was supposed to be as a b-side for 5-STAR album, so I had heard it much earlier. So I had a good part of the choreography laid already in my head, so putting it together into a coherent whole went quite smoothly, so we had a lot of time to learn and practice it. I'm proud of it. ❞

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❝ Referring to rock-star, I also included the headbanging associated with that concept, but in our style, somewhat reminiscent of the head movement from God's Menu. ❞

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Lee Know: ❝ The moves are really big too. [...] "They're giving it their all", that's how the final chorus feels like. Everytime I listen to a song I can picture the choreography in my head and how I want to feel. When I listened to this song and then Chichi showed us the choreography I was like... Wow. She really did bring out the song's full potential. ❞

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❝ This time there were many dancers with us. I wondered how I would lead them, but both they and my Kids and JYP ent. put all their trust in me. I couldn't let them down. In college, large groups of dancers were my specialty, but to be honest, I was still scared. It was really a big responsibility. Fortunately, we understood each other very well and the cooperation went smoothly. ❞

↬ 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐅𝐋𝐄𝐗

❝ "Embracing all my scars and imperfections, turn the tide. All my cons are my pros now." I love this song. I think that even at this stage of life, where I'm already an adult, I can say that I still struggle with complexes. This song is a good way to deal with them, it's about turning something we think is our weakness into a strength, because we are really the only ones who can give it to ourselves. We are our ally, the only one we are sure will stay with us forever. That is why it is so important to build a healthy relationship with yourself.❞

↬ 𝐂𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐌𝐄

❝ Ah, Cover Me! ❞

Chichi laughs and wraps her arms around herself.

❝ At the very sound of the title I got shivers... A wonderful song. It has a huge, huge value for me. It is quite a milestone for me as a vocalist, because Hyunjin proposed me as the voice for the second high note, next to Seungmin. It was a great honor for me, and it filled my heart with pride that I was really developing, that someone else saw it too. That I didn't make this up... I was really moved. ❞

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Chichi sits on the couch with a piece of paper while Seungmin leaves the booth after recording his part. She stands up nervously and looks at Chan, then laughs nervously.

"It's me now!"

She goes inside, puts on her headphones and puts down the piece of paper. Chan gives her final instructions, after which Chi proceeds to sing her high note.

Chan stops the recording and corrects her cap.

"And I think we're good here too."

Chichi pulls off her headphones and blinks several times.

"Really?"

"It was great."

Confirmed Seungmin standing behind Chan sitting in the chair. The leader turned on the already joined lines of Seungmin and Chichi to show them how it went.

"I really got shivers..."

↬ 𝐄𝐏𝐈𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄

❝ With each new album, each new song or choreography, we try to raise the bar even higher. Some will say that we are greedy... Maybe this is indeed the case, but I have the impression that we have always wanted more, because we know that we are capable of more. We just need to create the right conditions for ourselves, create more space to completely spread our wings, which are constantly growing and need more and more of it. I think this is good, because we are always grateful for everything, we want to achieve more, but in return we try to give twice as much. Some people call it the journey to the top, but I think there is no top, because you never reach your full potential. It's the journey that is most valuable in all of this. ❞

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♡𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭: @amyysfics , @smh-anon , @neohyxn , @stealanity , @alixnsuperstxr , @juliawritingblog , @rizzshimura , @elizalabs3

#stray kids 9th member #kpop addition #kpop added member #kpop oc #stray kids oc #idol oc #stray kids female oc #stray kids added member #stray kids addition #idol!oc #fake kpop idol #idol!addition

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bonesart · 1 year

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It is what it could be!

[Image ID: Two semi-realistic drawings of Sofia Lee from Dimension 20’s The Unsleeping City on a pale purple-pink background. In the larger, more detailed one, she is jumping backwards as if she is being propelled by the force of her out-stretched fist. She is wearing a deep cut, tight, long-sleeved leopard print top, black leggings with magenta piping, waistband, and cuffs, and her Louboutin heels. She has large gold hoop earrings, thin bangles on one arm, a large acrylic red bangle on the other, and a wedding ring on a chain around her neck. Her wavy brown hair is loose. She has red lipstick, a smokey eye, and long black acrylic nails. In the smaller, less detailed drawing she is punching someone with her oversized, ephemeral purple cat paws. She is wearing a short-sleeved pink top, a black pencil skirt and a large black and gold belt. Her hair is up in a ponytail and most of her face is obscured by her paw. The man she is punching is being thrown backwards. He has fair skin, a shaved head, a navy hoodie, dark grey basketball shorts and Timberland boots.]

#my art #d20 #tuc #sofia lee #sofie bikes #dimension 20 #the unsleeping city

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whim-prone-pirate · 3 months

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how i picture the oiar crew!!

• alice - tall but not slender or lanky; white, slightly tanned; broad shoulders; long face with light freckling; sharper features but soft around the edges; dirty blonde shag with pink tips grown out from when she dyed her hair two years ago; glasses; casual clothes to work; frequent wearer of one pair of timberlands

• sam - shorter than average; desi, deep brown skin; squareish, young face; average man haircut that he usually lets grow out a little bit too much; traditional officewear for work days, he wants lena to approve of him at least a little bit

• lena - average height; white, fair skin; jet black hair, pin straight and sharply cut at her mid back, usually in a slick ponytail; VERY traditional officewear—pencil skirts, slacks, and blazers ..... always in blacks and whites; long, triangular face

• colin - tall; shaggy, reddish curls; short beard and mustache; white, average skin; jeans and a plain tshirt every single day; slightly muscular frame, more broadness than muscle

• teddy - bulky frame; black, darkskinned; natural coily hair, grown out about an inch from his scalp all around (not stretched); likes to wear loafers, dark jeans, and long sleeved shirts to work

• gwen - above average height; biracial, black and white; brown, longish, curly hair, 3b or so, frequently gelled back into a slick ponytail; round/heart shaped face, soft jawline and prominent round cheeks; bad eyesight—prefers to wear her glasses when she can, but will only use her contacts at work; fat body with an hourglass shape—broad shoulders and hips; very businessy attire for work such as skirts, button ups, sweater vests, etc—frequently wears greys and tans.

#i can't draw but good lord can i describe!!#can you tell i really cared about alice and gwen's designs #alice dyer #sam khalid #colin becher #gwen bouchard #tmagp #the magnus protocol #lena kelley

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aha-my-villainous-thoughts · 2 years

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Zero fucks given at this stage - just full Edwina Grande babygirl brain rot. Inspired by this post, which went in a different direction (and I may still revisit the original prompt) but once I started thinking about the Ariana huge hoody and thigh high heels combo... I had to see it through. It's what he deserves.

He's too goddamn cute for his own damn good. You know this boy has his entire Ari playlist on his Spotify wrapped, and no I will not be taking questions.

(Btw if anyone wants to buy me those boots from the bottom right, I will exchange smut and oversaturated colours.)

(very long) ID under the cut

(ID: a digital painted set of drawings of Taika Waititi as Modern AU Edward Teach dressed in several variations of an oversized hoody as a dress and thigh high boots against a blue background, in reference to Ariana Grande's fashion trend of wearing the same. The 1st image is bearded Ed with a high ponytail and hair jewellery, looking towards the viewer with a grumpy, tired expression. He has smudged dark makeup under his eyes and red glitter and facial piercings. He is wearing an oversized black hoody with a red heart and three dots under it on the right side, painted in magenta with glitter detail. He is wearing thigh high glitter stiletto boots with his knee brace over the left leg. In his left hand he is holding his hoody up over his left leg to reveal the tattooed traditional style portrait of Stede as a merman. On his right thigh he has a garter tattoo of several stars linked with dashed lines. In his right hand he is holding a red dog leash trailing to the floor. Above his head is written 'Choose your next move wisely, dog.' and under this is a bracket reading 'hungover at the dog park', implying the smudged make up is from the night before and the pissed off expression is aimed at said unseen dog.

The 2nd image is bearded Ed walking with his eyes downcast and smiling with pink cheeks, holding Stede's hand and holding a pink takeaway coffee cup down by his left leg with '4 Babe xxx' written on the side. He has long loose wavy salt and pepper hair. Only Stede's arm is visible, leading Ed forward. Ed is wearing a royal purple hoody which covers him to his thighs, a brown beanie over loose long hair with 'BB' on the front, and thigh high brown timberland style stiletto platform heels. The heels have crisscrossed lacing up the front with yellow laces. Ed has painted turquoise nails, a turquoise spiked choker, gold facial piercings and is wearing gold rings. There is a yellow aura around Ed's head. Next to Stede's arm is the word 'Bae' with several pink hearts, and above Ed's head are several more hearts. Beside his pink coffee cup is written 'pure sugar syrup' with an arrow, implying the coffee is more sugar than coffee. There is a small amount of thigh visible between the hoody and the boots, showing the same tattoos of the traditional merman Stede and star constellation garter.

The 3rd image is bearded Ed from the waist up, again with a high ponytail and long smooth hair, gold facial piercing jewellery and bright pink cheeks. He is looking to the right side out of frame and has bright excited eyes, and several lovehearts floating around his head, accompanied with a pink glow. He is holding up a red lollipop in his left hand and has his tongue stuck out licking it. He is wearing a magenta oversized hoody, the sleeve of which is pulled down over his left hand holding the lollipop. The hoody is patterned with green and gold leaves, purple birds and yellow flowers to resemble the red break up robe from the show Our Flag Means Death. Ed has gold body glitter in his hair, on his face and on his hoody. Above him is a white thought bubble cloud with a drawing of Stede's head surrounded by more pink lovehearts, implying Ed is daydreaming about Stede. In the bubble, Stede has gold coiffed hair, pink smiling cheeks and a small smirk, and is wearing a shirt collar with a pink bowtie and brown tortoiseshell reading glasses. Around Stede's head are several captions with arrows pointing to Stede, the first reading 'Sexy!', then below it 'Sweet!' and lastly 'Stupid!', all implied to be things Ed is thinking about Stede. Underneath the 3rd drawing is a caption reading 'fully dickmatised!!!' with several underlines and more hearts and explanation points, and an arrow pointing at the swooning Ed.

The 4th image is of bearded Ed standing facing the left of the frame but looking back over his right side. He has a long grey high ponytail with wavy hair and two tendrils by his face. He has a neutral expression with tinged pink cheeks and gold facial piercings, and has his left arm raised to rub at his neck in a awkward gesture. In his right hand he is holding a smartphone with a magenta and black cover, and has turquoise nails. He is wearing a peach pink oversized hoody which comes to his upper thigh, and has the slogan 'sad bitch' on the front in a spraypainted font, one side is turquoise and has a gradient across to black. On the right arm there are four spraypainted teardrops in black with turquoise. The peach colour is a reference to the Spirit Independence suit Taika Waititi wore. He is wearing thigh high black leather goth boots with a chunky platform heel and black lacing up the front of each boot, as well as five leather straps circling the leg on each boot with gold buckles and metal elements. Between the boots and the hoody, his upper thighs are visible and show the same star constellation and traditional merman Stede tattoos. There is a soft golden glow behind his head. Above his head is written 'You'll believe Atua is a woman' and a pink loveheart, which references Ariana Grande's song God is a Woman and a Māori word for gods which is used in the modern practice to include the Christian God. Below his left arm is written the caption 'babe, did you call the Uber?', implying Ed is talking to Stede out of frame. Under this caption is a small gap and then 'nah?' as if asking for confirmation, and then in the very bottom right corner is written 'bruh.' communicating Ed's disappointment at the lack of Uber.

End of ID.)

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