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ophelialoveshandsomemen · 3 months

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Say what you will about Van Helsing 2004; hate it, love it, be indifferent, But the All-Hallow's masquerade ball went sooooo hard and it had zero right to do so! It's a fun, campy, monster mash movie with wonderfully dated ( and expensive) cgi and non-stop action meant to be a popcorn flick one takes out to watch around spooky season. And it has this* chef's kiss* GORGEOUS 6 minute sequence plopped arbitrarily in the second act, which unexpectedly surpasses nearly every other ball in the last 30+ years of film( notable exception being the Cinderella 2015 ball) for literally no reason other than to be dramatic af.

Like feast your eyes on this Gothic masterpiece!!! Who doesn't want to immediately live in this picture?!??

They used those candles with oil in them so that they would have real candles, real string orchestra( I believe), probably around 100 real life extras( something which is tragically absent in modern film), said extras are all in beautiful fully decked-out costumes( which are in luxuriously dark colours, but nearly no fully black, another thing you cannot say for much modern cinema), REAL CIRQUE DU SOLEIL PERFORMERS for all the acrobatics!!!! Hell, instead of filming in a sound stage, where they could control the reverb and the acoustics and the size of the set and the bloody lighting ( they apparently had a heck of a time emulating the firelight for this sequence) and the temperature( it's very cold in stone churches!) better, they filmed in a Baroque church in Prague! As I said, peak dramatic splendour, jfc...

Think about that a second...They filmed a vampire masquerade in a Baroque Catholic Church( St. Nicholas' in Lesser Town, if you were curious) with amazing over-the-top acoustics and marble statues and real, tiled floors and marble pillars and a choir loft which they very much utilized, covered the pipe organ and the altar with a grand brocade curtain so it wouldn't be so obviously a, you know, a church! And there's a gold gilt elevated and canopied pulpit into which they put two vampire kiddies for, again, the sake of being dramatic.

And the costumes! They remind me of the 25th anniversary Phantom of the Opera Masquerade costumes. Same quality, like they're old, well-cared-for costumes pulled out of a warehouse, instead of fast industry churn-outs. With lots of trim and colour and masks and lace and feathers and..just...ugh.. they are all perfect! Just look at all the head pieces on the ladies and the hats on all the gentleman ( save Dracula of course) and the powdered wigs on the musicians. ANNNNDD! The dresses are historically correct!!!!!! It's the 80's bustle era! Nobody does the 80's bustle era in film anymore and it's a bummer. Oh and one other thing! Anna's ( and other women's) hair, at least here in the ball, is also historically accurate because it's all pinned up! None of those fucken modern beachwaves at a ball! Everybody's got updo's!

Gah, I swear, Dracula in his gold cloak really does things to me in this scene!

By the way, the acrobatics are bonkers in here for just background stuff!! Especially the random guys on unicycles and the dude playing the violin whilst standing on a ball...Like....WHAT?

Anyways, all this to say, that this masquerade ball feels sooo real and tangible and because of that it blows every other film out of the water, and no, I will not change my mind!!!!!

Here's a few more gifs, bcuz, why the hell not, this scene is sexy as fuu*ck?

Alright I need to go to bed now.

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pucksandpower · 7 months

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Under the Influence

Charles Leclerc x Reader

Summary: Charles Leclerc knows three things (1) wisdom teeth have nothing to do with being wise (2) his face looks like a chipmunk and (3) he really really really loves his girlfriend

Warnings: mention of minor medical procedure

You wake up to the sound of your phone buzzing on the nightstand. Bleary eyed, you reach for it and squint at the screen. 37 missed calls and too many texts to count, all from Charles.

It’s the big day — your boyfriend is finally getting his wisdom teeth removed this morning. You had wanted to go with him to the oral surgeon but Charles insisted he would be fine on his own.

Clearly, that was not the case.

The phone starts vibrating again and you swipe to answer. Before you can even say hello, Charles’ slurred voice comes through the speaker. “Ma choupinette! I misssss you!” He draws out the last word for several seconds. You stifle a laugh at how loopy he sounds from the painkillers.

“Hi, my love. How are you feeling?” You ask gently.

You hear some shuffling on his end of the line.

“I feel ... so good! I can’t feel my face though. Is it still there?” More shuffling noises. “Yep, still here! Wow, my cheeks are soooo big and fluffy now!” He descends into a fit of giggles.

You grin and shake your head. Your poor Charles is definitely still under the influence of the drugs. “I’m glad you’re not in any pain. Are you home already?”

“Yep! Safe and sound in my bed. But it’s so lonely without you here. You should come over and cuddle me!” His words come out muffled, no doubt because his mouth is still numb.

You glance at the clock — it’s still relatively early in the morning. “I would love to but I have a few things to take care of first. I’ll come by this afternoon to check on you though, okay?”

Charles lets out an exaggerated sigh. “Fiiiiiine. Hey, did you know you’re the most beautiful girl in the whole world? And you’re so nice too! I’m the luckiest ...” He trails off into incomprehensible mumbling.

You have to press your hand to your mouth to hold in your laughter. Anesthetized Charles is even more adorable than regular Charles. ��Thank you, my love. You’re very kind. Now get some rest, I’ll see you soon.”

“Okayyyy, bye bye gorgeous!” Charles singsongs before hanging up. Still chuckling, you set your phone down to start getting ready for the day. Your productivity is short lived however, as your phone immediately starts buzzing again.

Charles is calling you back.

With a mix of amusement and exasperation, you answer the call. Before you can ask what’s wrong, Charles’ cheerful voice exclaims, “I forgot to tell you I love you!”

You can’t help but laugh out loud this time. “I love you too, Charles.”

“Yay!” He cheers. In the background, you hear a woman’s voice telling Charles to stay in bed and get some rest. It must be his mother looking after him. Thank goodness for her help today.

You talk Charles into hanging up and leaving you be for now. As entertaining as loopy Charles is, you do need to run some errands. You eventually make it out the door and head into town. While perusing the aisles of the grocery store, your phone buzzes again. Expecting it to be Charles, you don’t even look at the screen before answering with an amused, “Yes, my love?”

Instead of your boyfriend’s sleepy voice, you hear numerous screams and squeals on the other end. Before you can ask what’s happening, the chaos turns into a bunch of people chanting “Say it again! Say it again! Say it again!”

Your stomach drops. You pull the phone away to look at the screen. Sure enough, Charles is broadcasting on Instagram Live and waving at an alarmingly large crowd of fans gathered below his apartment. Dreading what you’re about to witness, you bring the phone back to your ear. The chanting continues until Charles finally obliges.

“Y/N Y/L/N, I love you sooooo much! You’re the bestest, most bootiful, charming girl in the whole universe and I love you more than racing!” His confession is met with deafening squeals from his adoring devotees. You stand frozen in the cheese aisle, one hand clutching your grocery basket, cheeks flaming red. This is not exactly how you hoped your relationship would go public.

Charles is still slurring sluggishly into the phone, rambling on about how perfect and wonderful you are. You try to get a word in edgewise to stop him but his fans keep egging him on.

“Charles, honey, maybe you should get off Live and rest ...” you attempt feebly.

He gasps dramatically. “Wait, are you my girlfriend? Y/N? Is that you?”

You sigh, resigned to your fate. “Yes Charles, it’s me.”

The screams somehow increase in volume at this admission. Charles laughs with delight. “Guys, this is my girlfriend! Isn’t she the coolest? I’m the luckiest guy ever!”

Despite your embarrassment, you can’t help but melt a little at his ear-to-ear grin and heart eyes on the screen. He looks utterly smitten, even in his disoriented, post-op state. His fans seem to be eating it up too, flooding the comments with things like “My life won’t be complete until someone looks at me the way that Charles looks at Y/N” and “Charles is boyfriend of the year!”

You spend the next 15 minutes gently trying to persuade Charles to end the livestream and rest to no avail. He is having far too much fun gushing about you and interacting with his followers. You field a few questions from curious fans, keeping your answers light to avoid revealing too much. It’s clear they are enthralled by this lovestruck version of the normally private Ferrari driver.

Finally, after Charles has told the story of your first date no less than five times, his mother comes to your rescue. She appears on camera and tenderly tells Charles the “show” is over and he needs to sleep. He pouts adorably but allows her to tuck him back into bed and take away his phone. Just before the Live ends, he blows a loopy kiss to the camera and says “Love you, mon chouchou!” The fans go wild in the chat before the feed cuts out.

You slump against your shopping cart in relief. Your phone is already flooded with texts from friends and family who saw the Instagram fiasco. You shoot off some quick reassurances that you’re both fine and it was just the medication talking. Bagging the rest of your abandoned groceries, you check out as fast as possible. There’s somewhere you need to be right now.

Twenty minutes later you’re knocking on the door of Charles’ apartment. His mother opens it with an apologetic look. “I’m so sorry about earlier dear, the anesthesia made him a bit out of it as I’m sure you noticed.”

Charles perks up when you enter his bedroom. “You came!” He mumbles happily, making grabby hands at you. You settle onto the bed next to him and he immediately nuzzles into you like an affectionate kitten. His mother slips out to give you two some privacy.

You run your fingers soothingly through his hair. “How are you feeling now, my love?”

“Mmm ... sleepy. And really happy you’re here." He smiles dopily up at you. “Did I do something silly earlier? I don’t really remember.”

You debate downplaying it but figure he’ll find out eventually when the internet explodes. “You may have repeatedly declared your undying love for me on an Instagram Live ...” you say sheepishly.

Charles’ eyes go wide. “No way, really? Wow ...” He blinks slowly, processing this new information. A sly grin spreads across his swollen face. “Well it’s true. I meant every word.”

You kiss his forehead tenderly. “I know you did. Now get some more rest, I’ll be right here when you wake up.”

Charles looks up at you adoringly. “I love you,” he says.

“I love you more,” you boop him on the nose.

He giggles. “No way. I love you more-er.”

“Impossible. I love you most,” you insist.

“Nuh-uh,” Charles protests. “I love you most-est.”

You laugh at his stubborn persistence. “Alright, you win. Now close your eyes.”

Charles snuggles impossibly closer into your side and soon his breathing evens out as he drifts back to sleep. You brush a few curls off his forehead and whisper “I love you most-est-est.”

You make sure the blankets are wrapped securely around him and shake your head affectionately at your adorable, clueless boyfriend. Today certainly didn’t go as expected but you wouldn’t trade your Charles for anything in the world.

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feralforfrank · 1 year

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EVERYTHING WILL BE JUST FINE.

SIMON "GHOST" RILEY X FEM!READER

summary the aftermath of the mission that almost causes the loss of your life.

cw description of a panic attack (reader has one), canon codmw2 violence & mentions of it, feeeeeeelingssssss, hurt/comfort, atp mutual pining & idiots in love. NON-DESCRIPTIVE READER. TELL ME IF I MISSED ANYTHING!!!!

a/n some people asked for part two, sooooo!!! i delivered :)

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When you opened your eyes, it was because of the horrid images that haunted your eyelids. You woke with a gasp and a ripple of pain spreading through your whole body. The room was dark and cold, but you felt the soft mattress underneath you begging to swallow your exhausted body.

It all came to you slowly. The mission, the men trying to escape with your team's hidden car, you leaving your post and sneaking behind them, fighting them, and managing to get stabbed two times. The pain in your side was becoming more and more apparent now.

A flash of Ghost holding you in his arms makes you tense. He'd come to your rescue. Called you darling. Held you in his arms and reassured you that you'd be okay. You're fine. Nothing that can't be fixed. I can fix it.

Your heart fluttered, and your gaze blurred with tears. It wasn't right to have a crush on your superior, but you couldn't help yourself. Everything about Simon Riley fascinated you—from his continuous silences and intense glares to his very attractive build. You didn't need to see his face to know he was drop-dead gorgeous. The mask was one of the things that made Ghost even hotter.

But it was wrong. Ghost's your lieutenant, your superior, and there was no way he'd ever feel the same way about you anyway. You doubt he could feel love sometimes. He cared for his team, that's for sure, but this line of work didn't allow deep and romantic sentiments.

The jiggle of the door handle snapped you out of your thoughts. You jumped, causing your wounds to throb. A poorly contained whimper escaped your lips. Your heart sped up in fear, and your left hand tried to look for the knife strapped to your left thigh.

Fuck, it's not there.

The silhouette slips in, and you swear your heart feels about to leap from your throat. A tear slides down your cheek as the man approaches your side. Shit, he's here to kill you. Finish you for what you did to his companions.

In your panicked haze and blurred gaze, you don't hear Simon calling your name. You see him set down a tray next to your head, and fuck—he's going to torture you first? Where the fuck is Ghost? Soap? Gaz?

"K-Kyle?" You try, but your voice is hoarse and not as loud as intended.

Your gaze falls to the door, and you call Johnny's name. Then Simon's. You plead, but it's still not loud enough. More tears slide down your face, your ears ring, and your body shakes under the blanket.

"—ocus! Focus on me, Owl! You're safe here!" The man calls your name. "I'm not gonna hurt ya, darlin'."

Darlin'.

Darlin'. Darlin'!

Ghost.

And suddenly, the ringing in your ears subsides, and panic isn't bubbling hot in your blood. You feel his hands now, touching your bare shoulders—cold fingers touching scorching skin—shaking you to pull you out of your living nightmare.

"It's okay, lovie. S'alright. You're alright." He shushes you, sitting next to your feet.

"Help me up," you whisper.

Ghost reluctantly helps you sit up, gently touching your wrists. He towers over you to adjust the thin pillows on your back. Your gaze never leaves him. He's rid himself of the tactical vest, only wearing his tight-as-shit shirt, pants, and of course, his balaclava. Thank fuck, it's not the skull one. You melt at how he cares for you, despite you having fucked up the whole operation.

He grabs a bottle of water from the tray, and you have to remind yourself that it doesn't carry torture devices. The man in front of you is Lieutenant Simon "Ghost" Riley, not the enemy. You gulp the water greedily like you've been walking in the desert under the scorching heat for hours.

"Want another one?" He asks. You shake your head.

There's a pause. The silence isn't tense but not comfortable. The nagging guilt—from both of you—holds you back from being truly open with each other.

You should've never left your post. The team would've been able to escape without the car anyway. Your thoughts are never-ending.

Simon wants to punch himself. He shouldn't have had to carry you to the car. The guilt of letting you get hurt punctured a hole in his chest.

A sniff brought him back. "I'm sorry."

He looks at you. Stares at you with those emotionless eyes, and you hate it. You hate that you can't guess what he's thinking. You'd fucked up that much is true.

"Fuck—" You hiccup and look away from him. "I didn't mean to. I panicked. I thought—I don't know what I thought. I'm sorry, Ghost, truly—"

"What're you sorry for?" His hard tone startles you.

You look at him, confused more than ever. "I fucked up the mission. Got hurt in the process too. We would've been in base by now had it not been for my fuck-up."

"You protected the team."

"No, I put my team and this mission in jeopardy."

"You took care of a threat, Sargeant." His tone was final. "You did your job. Greatly."

You inhale deeply, your eyes meeting Simon's. His gaze is like stone, but you can see the glint of pride he has for you.

"I was so scared." Fuck you for tearing up again. You felt weak.

You look down at your hands. The light slipping through the open door allows you to see the dark colour they have. Your blood—God, you hope it's yours—stains your palms and reaches up to your wrists.

"I told you I'd fix it," Simon says, and you melt at his words. "Fixed you up pretty good, all things considered."

It makes you laugh. The timing isn't great, but the chuckle escapes before you can stop it.

"Thank you, Ghost. I owe you big time."

He shakes his head. "Don't mention it. I'm your Lt. I'm supposed to keep you safe and alive."

Lt.

I'm your Lt.

It stings. You want him to call you darling and lovie again. You purse your lips and nod your head, feeling awkward thinking such thoughts with him present.

"Thank you." You pause, looking for something to ask Ghost—so he doesn't leave. You can't be alone right now. "Where are we?"

"Deep in the woods. They can't find us here."

Pursing your lips, you nod, feeling relieved. The silence returns, and Ghost exhales. "That's soup and meds for the pain. Not much, though. I don't want you passing out."

He stands to leave, and you jump, completely forgetting about the stitched wounds. "Where are you going?" Simon stills at the fear in your voice.

"Leaving?"

It comes out as a question—not what he'd intended. He was fighting the urge to show you how scared he'd been—and still is—after almost having you dead in his arms. The sentimental feelings toward you are growing stronger every second he spends with you, and it's dangerous. He has to stop permitting himself to feel. To hope that one day you'll feel the same for him. God, he feels like a teenager just thinking these thoughts.

But how can he not hope? When you look at him with wide, terrified eyes, swimming in unshed tears. When you're gripping the bowl of soup, he made carefully just for you, silently pleading with him to sit a tad bit longer.

He can see your lips tremble, but you hide it well by pursing them. The words are on your tongue, but you can't bring yourself to ask him to stay because fuck. How much more can you ask from this man? He saved you, patched you up, made you food, and now you wanted him to stay, purely out of fear. It's embarrassing to request this, especially in your line of work.

So, Simon decides to do it for you. "Unless you want me to stay?"

Your expression is shocked, but you eagerly nod before he can change his mind. You scooch to make room for his big frame on the small bed, and he actually manages to lay next to you, a hand draped on the bedframe to pull you closer.

You feel safe. Simon tends to make people feel this way. It's not only his large frame but how he carries himself and shows affection to the people he cares about. It doesn't matter if you talk or stay silent—he prefers silence—Ghost's presence is relaxing enough for you to eat your soup and drink your meds.

And when you finish, he grabs the bowl and places it next to him. When you start to drift off and snuggle closer to steal his warmth, he forces his tense shoulders to loosen and pulls you closer. He kisses the top of your head, and your hair tickles his cold nose even through his balaclava.

He knows his back will ache from the uncomfortable position he's sitting in, but he doesn't care because you're alive. Alive and safe. In his arms. And it's all that matters right now.

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saintslewis · 2 months

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❝ 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐒 | 𝐋𝐇𝟒𝟒 ❞

pairing: sir lewis hamilton x fem!journalist reader

summary: a lil joke thing i wanted to write because homeboy is bringing home the big bucks 🤭

warnings: just read 🫵🏽 this is a crack fic lol

saint’s team radio 🎀: don’t take this all too seriously 😭 hope y’all enjoy plus who know i’ll actually make it into a thing 🧍🏽‍♀️

tags: @alika-4466 @purplelewlew @exotic-iris13 @arshiyuh @mauvecherie-writes @yeea-nah @youre-sooooo-funny @louvrepool @queenshikongo3 @cherry2stems @httpsserene @motheroffae

Being an independent journalist in this sport wasn’t easy at all but only within the parameters of any paddock around the world as most journalists rarely agreed with you, being neutral about anything in f1 wasn’t your thing.

Speaking your mind as the race went on was what set you apart from the rest, along with your humour and your honesty towards drivers and team principals. Not to mention you were extremely biased, keeping your liking to three to five drivers but only one occupied your mind every time you think about him.

I think you know who I’m talking about.

Your support for Lewis goes back to 2015, discovering the sport and immediately wanting to put your journalism skills to the test, aiming for the f1 paddock to at least catch a glimpse of the most talked about driver. Quickly building up a blog and several other social media accounts, you got to telling the world your thoughts and feelings for every race and your supporters rooted for you to achieve your goal.

Having the opportunity to attend thee race in 2020 as a guest of F1, you arrived at the Turkish Grand Prix with your head held high and a dress so gorgeous that it sparked rumours between you and the driver you were writing about. Not to mention the hug he gave you when you first met in the Mercedes garage, praising and thanking you for the support over the years. He’s been watching you and your work. That made your heart so warm.

Then he won his 7th world championship, breaking all records and that day, he deemed you his lucky charm.

And since then, it’s been a work wife-work husband friendship between you two. Fans constantly shipping you too, the clips of your shared interviews at the media pen of the intense eye contact and even off-track sightings once in a while such as a quick lunch.

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The atmosphere in Australia was unlike anything you’ve ever seen in your career, the paddock was practically painted red, Ferrari red to be specific. Everyone eager for Lewis to arrive as his first season as a driver for the legendary team.

Deciding to subtly support him and his new team, you rocked maroon everything, not yet ready to fully embrace the extreme bright red. It just might be your new favourite colour, from your hair right down to the tips of your high heeled boots.

Whilst setting your camera equipment up (gracefully given to you by Ferrari themselves), you couldn’t help but reminisce back to the year before of when he told you he was leaving Mercedes, a single facetime call in the nighttime.

“You made me pause the Real Housewives of Beverly Hills, this better be good.” You said, placing the popcorn bowl down on your coffee table. Giving him squinted eyes, he just smiled at you.

“Are you alone right now?” He asked and that set aback for a bit. “You tryna do something funny, Lewis? Because you’re in Monaco right now and I’m at my house.” You raised your eyebrow at him, hiding how nervous you were to even suggest that to him but thankfully, he took it as a joke.

“No no, I’ve got some big news and I wanted to tell you before it gets out.” He replied, seeing how you stood up and placed your phone on your kitchen counter to prepare for this. “Okay, I’m ready. What’s up?” You clasped your hands together, not prepared to hear what came out of his mouth next.

“I’m moving to Ferrari next year.”

“You’re lying.” And all he did was smile as he saw your face drop at this news. He shook his head and that woke you to run around your apartment screaming. Running back to your phone, he was still there but just laughing his lungs out.

“Give me the details right now or else I’ll fly there. I’m not playing, Lew.”

A small smile was plastered on your face as you racked through the memories of that night and till that day, you still couldn’t believe it even though it was right in front of you. The media pen became louder and louder as you continued to mic yourself up along with connecting the mic to the camera and you immediately knew who caused the stir.

He already had such an aura surrounding him so much so that you could feel him whenever he entered the room. You were aware he arrived earlier and most likely changed but seeing the official team shirt on him was odd but fitting.

Lewis had a simple routine whenever he got to the media pen: everyone else then you because his time with you could be lengthened and he was so damn grateful that it was a Thursday because it meant even more time just walking around the paddock pretending it’s an interview when really, you guys were just spending time together.

After all the drivers had their interviews with you, laughing as they walked away because of some joke you told or happy that you asked different questions than everyone else. The man of the hour strolled over to your section with a look in his eye that gave you a shiver down your spine.

“Do not give me that look, Lewis. It’s weird seeing you in that shirt.” You said as he leaned against the barricade, maintaining eye contact with you. “I’m just taking in the red on you, it’s your colour.” He smirked at the reaction from you, the slight shock from the tone of his voice.

There was always a tad bit of tension between the two of you, feeling that twinge of a spark whenever he merely touched you. As you worked with over the years, you wanted your crush on him to diminish because that would just be unprofessional but he did not seem to care. At all. Often being spotted at various places together that he claimed were just two friends hanging out but just one look from him could have you in the clouds of days.

“Uh..huh. Wanna get these questions done or you wanna keep staring?” You asked with sass, watching him tilt his head a little and maintaining eye contact. “We can go right ahead, Y/n.” Lewis replied and you knew this was going to be a long interview.

Several questions later with a bunch of tension that you were sure the viewers would catch, you discreetly turned the camera to ask one of your infamous unserious questions that you did with every driver and you were sure this one were to get a laugh out of Lewis.

Holding the little card in front of you, you grinned with your left eye closing slightly more than the other. “It’s one of my favourite parts of any interview, unserious question time.” You said. “How unserious are we speaking here?” He asked with the slightest grin on his face just admiring you do your job.

“Only if you promise to answer it.” You said, holding out your manicured pinkie finger and Lewis hooked his with yours, solidifying the promise. “Okay okay, the whole world was shocked on how much Ferrari wanted you so much so that they literally doubled your salary.” You started.

“It’s now sitting at a hundred million a year. My question to you is who you gonna share it with and will it be me?”

“If you’re being serious, then it can be you.” He smiled and in that moment, your stomach dropped.

“Carl Davidson, I’m not playing around. Are you being for real?” You asked, lowering your voice so that no one could hear a thing.

He leaned in a bit more to whisper his next answer. “As real as you meeting me later on for dinner.” Lewis faced you then winked, walking away with your face still in shock. After standing there for what felt like forever, you felt your phone vibrate with a text from the man himself.

lew <3

you look gorgeous in red btw

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saint’s team radio (again) 🎀: hope you all enjoyed! again, this is like a crack fic lol. there’s so many stories that’ll be released soon i’m excited 🥹 okay bye!

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maraczeks · 2 years

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persuasion 2022 thread pt 2

#THE GRAVEL WALK IM GONNA KILL MYSELF #IM LITERALLY HOUNG TO KMS #july 15 2022 #the running war flashbacks but it's okay now #skndjfim literally losing it OH MT HOD cant believe this is real #netflix just wanted y'all to start talking abt it and guess what you fell for it #i'm having the time of my life #i think she would laugh and then laugh at the anxiety and hype 😭😭#like it's so obvious this is ironic #it's camp!!#and everyone's taking it so seriously 😭😭#it won't hold up as well as bridget jones or clueless or fleabag and that's okay !!!!#i laughed so much #also shout out to the set it was sooooo gorgeous #naur i'm like so obsessed #the exes to friends to lovers was kinda so good too like i mean if ur going for modernization that happens a lot in modern romances #my only thing is they shouldn't have talked #and some moments were 2 cringe and second hand embarassing #like guys i'm a persuasion girlie you knew i would have fun regardless of quality?#sorry for having fun

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dorotheado · 2 months

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OK NOW THAT IM ALIVE AND MY BRAIN IS WORKING i want to comment on some things that i noticed at the eras tour that i think are super cool & underrated

stage effects during blank space where she looks like a magazine. all the stage versions doing the same choreo. sooo cool

during lwymmd when the lights in the crowd make a literal spinning cube !!!! what !!!!! how do they do it!!!!!

the way that at the end of the man when she's ascended to the highest level, the entire structure lowers into the stage and everything is just a little more accessible. nice.

the way the trees grow on stage for evermore? thats funky

also the way the torch light in marjorie makes the stadium soooo well lit and suddenly you can see everything? thats crazy

the reputation transition does a LOT for the hype like wow!!! its not just the set its also the transition!!!!

delicate stage has been talked abt many times but its just sooooo good!!!!!!!

the way the speak now set is the best set in the show and enchanted isnt even my fav from speak now.... screaming it in a stadium changed it for me!!!!!

the red set is soooo hyped jaime was right

once again have to say: 'tell him he's dreaming' fixed me!!!!!!! thank u kam!!!!!

during august the fucking light up bracelets make the most gorgeous colours i s2g i tried to film it every time but couldnt get the brightness to work for me hahahhaa

the hand up at the end of tlgad! such cute choreo for that whole song but i love that last little flick hehe

obsessed w bad blood tbh it was soooo fun to sing

mastermind bracelets were sooo fun (also mastermind choreo but that was obvious its just ao good)

its also crazy how much bejeweled grew on me from seeing it live

THE TODDLER WALK IN ANTI HERO IN THE LAST CHORUS WHERE SHE SWINGS HER HANDS!!!!!!!! soooo underrated i love it.

#aya goes to eras #i have been sick in bed for a couple days just for contexr #aya talks

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joojconverts · 17 days

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4t3 Conversion of HLS' Rose's "Draw Me" Robe

A 4t3 conversion of a gorgeous 1910's robe, made originally by HappyLifeSims, now to TS3!

So first of all hellooo, I'm back with a little conversion I made, which may not seem like a lot, but it was a VERY complicated conversion lol. I'm not 100% back, I'm still re-organizing my life and setting the right priorities for me, but as I said before I really want to keep this hobby going because I love it so much!

In other news, my GPU BROKE lol. It was a veeery old gpu and I already bought it used (it was an AMD Radeon HD 6450 💀). But thankfully I had money to buy a new one, a GTX 1050 Ti (which is still a bit old but 1000x better than my old one). In the meantime tho, I'm using my CPU's internal graphics, and guess who didn't take screenshots of this robe on my old GPU in time? ☝️ So I asked the wonderful @deniisu-sims if she could take them for me, and she took the gorgeous pictures you see in the previews. Thank you sooooo much for helping me out!! 💖

Also, I hope Tumblr doesn't do anything about the "nudity", I censored everything after all lol!

Hope you like it, enjoy! <3

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Known Problems:

The robe may/will clip with the body that's underneath in some animations. Pretty much inevitable considering its transparency, and I didn't want to make the robe too large!

The sleeves were a headache for me, but I believe I did the best I could considering ts3's bones system. As you can see in the preview, if your sim moves their arms up, they fall to the ground, and if they're close to the body, they'll kinda fold. They'll definitely look off in some animations though!

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ALL OG CREDITS GO TO @happylifesims! IT’S NOT MY MESH, AND IT’S NOT MY TEXTURES, I JUST CONVERTED THEM TO THE SIMS 3!

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NOTES:

The sparkles on the lining are an overlay texture!

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Credits:

HappyLifeSims for mesh and textures - here

💖 @katsujiiccfinds @emilyccfinds @kpccfinds @xto3conversionsfinds

#ts3cc #s3cc #ts3 cc #4t3 #ts4 to ts3

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jyoongim · 3 months

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DANGEROUSLY IN LOVE

Word count 1.1k

”he’s a wolf in disguise

but I can’t stop staring in those evil eye

i asked my girlfriend if she’d seen you ‘round before

she mumbled something while she got down on the floor

we’ve might have fucked, not really sure, don’t quite recall

but something tells me that I’ve seen him yeah

that boy is a monster”

alastor x burlesque!reader pt 1

An inaccurate southerner 1920 fic.

I am Black sooooo reader is black for the sake of this and so is Alastor cause that’s a black man idc idc idc fight a skunk.

Monster by lady Gaga really had my juices flowing

themes: Alastor himself is a warning,

violence,

alcohol use,

drug use,

nsfw,

teasing, flirting, taunting, smut,

banter, possessive/protective behavior

You hummed a little tune as Mimzy finished doing your makeup and hair.

Tonight was your first debut at the club and you were excited to be the opening act.

You ran your hands over the tight corset in an attempt to soothe the nervousness that was trying to settle in your belly. You adjusted the feathered headpiece as Mimzy finally finished everything with hairspray (why did set your makeup as well….oh well).

You were finishing up putting on your jewelry when you heard Mimzy gasped, you turned seeing her poking her head out to look out the door out to the growing crowd.

you fixed your lips to ask her what had her so shocked, when she twirled around, eyes wide and excited “He’s here! I can’t believe he here!”

You blinked, confused “who is here Mimzy? One of your little boy toys? Or someone you owe?”

she flipped you off before smirking “what you live under a rock doll? Him! Hell’s Stereo himself!”

Your eyes widened as you gawked “No way!” You ran over to the door to peep without people seeing you and your eyes settled on a lone red, lanky demon sitting at the bar. You couldn’t really see him well from where your dressing room but before you could crane your head out further, Mimzy pulled you back in

”You are suppose to be a surprise doll! Can’t let that lot get a eyeful without proper payment now can we?”

You soon forgot about the red demon as you primped a bit more, chatted with some of the other dancers, and laughed with Mimzy.

The lights in the club had finally dimmed and Mimzy slapped you on the ass, leaving your dressing room “Knock ‘em dead doll!”

You took a deep breathe as you heard the band begin to play your song.

You straightened your back, and took on a composure that oozed seduction and confidence.

Hearing the beat of the music, you waltzed out onto the stage, giant feathered fans concealing yourself.

The whistles and catcalls never failed to make you nervous, but you used it to fuel your confidence.

You pivoted around the stage, teasing those who tried to steal a look around the fans.

A swing lowered and you took a seat on it and as it rose into the air, you finally revealed yourself in all your glammed glory.

the spotlight prevented you front seeing much of the crowd but your were Able to spot Mimzy, who was chatting with the red demon from earlier.

Your body moved on autopilot, maybe it was from hours of practice or maybe it was because the red demon was drop dead gorgeous.

He was a rather tall fellow, at least compared to Mimzy.

Lanky build adorned in a red pinstriped suit with a black bowtie. He had a bob-like hair cut, the tips black that was cut into an undercut. Protruding on top of his bang were two little antler like horns and

omg were those ears???? His ears mixed with the color of his hair.

They reminded you of a deer’s. They seemed to stay alert, sticking forward, never flickering.

His eyes were a bright red, like rubies.

and he had a ever-present sharp smile.

Uncanny. But OH he was so pretty.

You locked eyes and automatically you flashed him a flirty wink. You half expected him to throw a wink or look away, but instead he held your gaze as he raised his glass in acknowledgment. You felt your cheeks heat up as you tried to focus on your performance.

You swung and twirled on your little perch. Slowly, you started to remove pieces of your costume.

You perched yourself alongside a gentleman and smirked as he practically melted at your touch. You wrapped your boa around his neck and pressed your fingers lightly to his mouth; he smirked, nipping at your fingertips and slowly dragging your glove off. You glided through the crowd, losing a piece of clothing here and there.

By the time you circled around to the bar, Mimzy was drunk and dancing along to the music and the mysterious demon was tracking your movements.

Hitting a little jig with Mimzy, you were intending to make your way to the lanky devil, when an arm circled around your waist and tugged you into a fella, who obviously had been drinking waaaay too much.

”why don’cha take the rest of these off princess?” He took a swig of whatever cheap liquor and leered at you “i like a gal dripped only in jewels” he snickered.

You frowned and tried to play off his perversion.”sorry dearest but I fear i am simply too much for you” you slapped his hand off of you and made your way to the bar.

Taking a seat, you ordered a bottle of whiskey and manners be damned, you chugged it for a good second.

maybe this’ll put you back in a good mood.

you were too busy sipping your sorrows you didn’t notice that a dark presence had settled beside you.

“And here I thought you were just pretty entertainment ” a deep brawl said from behind you. You turned and let out a soft squeak at the close proximity of the demon you had been eyeing all night. He cocked his head, mouth stretched in a big smile, showing off his sharp teeth. “You kept me waiting for a while doll”

You could blame the courage on the whiskey, but you smirked at him coyly “and who might you be?” The red demon crouched to your level and raised your bare hand to his lips, keeping eye contact as his grin widened “Alastor doll. Pleasure to meet to you”

#hazbin alastor #hazbin hotel #burlesque #alastor the radio demon #alastor x reader #the radio demon

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theemporium · 10 months

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Hiiiii can you do smt with Remus Lupin? Could it be a best friends to lovers thing? Also could it be smutty? Thank you sooooo much ♥️

thank you for requesting!🖤

“This is what friends are for, right?”

“Yeah,” you breathed out, your shaking hands gripping the sheets beneath you in tight fists. “Friends. Exactly.”

And maybe the word would sound a lot more convincing if it weren’t for the fact your best friend was currently between your legs, two fingers buried deep into your cunt and the bottom half of his face glistening with your release after he had been teasing you for the better part of the last hour.

It had started off as most your usual lazy days with Remus did. You were lounging around your flat in comfy clothes as you both ordered a takeaway and cracked open a bottle to share between you. You started talking and catching up and the conversation vaguely veered onto the topic of your date the other week.

You confided in your best friend that it was an utter disaster. From the fact it was a blind date set up by a coworker to the fact he had spent the solid thirty minutes you shared in bed rubbing your inner thigh and thinking he was doing something, you had taken a large gulp of wine and grumbled some comment about men disappointing you.

You expected Remus to laugh and sympathise with your misery.

What you hadn’t expected was for him to show you that not all men were, in fact, disappointing.

“I would never treat you like that,” he had muttered as his lips trailed down the length of your neck and down the valley between your tits. “I would fuck a girl as gorgeous as you dumb, make you cry me some pretty tears.”

The tension between you and Remus was nothing new. You were close, far closer than any two best friends ever should have been. Everyone knew the feelings you harboured towards each other but the fear of losing your friendship had always stopped either one of you making a move.

But seeing his best friend complaining about some lacklustre wizard between her legs was the last straw from Remus.

You owned his heart for the last few years, now he was going to own your pleasure. He was going to show you that no man would ever compare to him.

“Remus, please,” you whined as he slowly pumped his fingers in and out of you, watching the way you clenched around him and your hips bucked for more. He didn’t think he had ever seen a sight so pretty.

“Shhh, I’ve got you,” he murmured, his hair falling in front of his eyes as he leaned down to suck your swollen clit between his lips, groaning in delight when he heard you mewl in response. “I know what my girl wants, just gotta trust me, baby.”

“I want you,” you breathed out, one hand reaching out to push his hair back so you could see his face between your legs. “Please.”

“Fuck,” he groaned against your cunt, his free hand reaching to keep your legs spread open. “You sound so pretty begging for me.”

Your fingers tugged on his hair as he lapped at your cunt, as he licked and kissed and sucked until your legs were shaking and your eyes were glossy with tears and you were begging for him to be inside you, to feel him fucking ruin you.

You moaned against his lips when he finally slid inside you, so deep that you swore you could feel him in your throat. Your nails dug into his biceps, the only word leaving your lips between whiny breaths being his name. And Remus couldn’t help but feel smug.

“That’s right, darling,” he groaned, his hips snapping against yours as he watched your body jolt with each thrust. One of his hands gripped your cheeks, his thumb passing your lips until you wrapped your lips around him and sucked on his digit. “My good girl, hm? Gonna lay there and look pretty whilst I fuck you silly. Gonna fuck the word friend right out of you”

You could only whine in response.

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misseviehyde · 7 days

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RUNT

"Hey guys, please make some room," whined Tommy as he tried and failed to insert himself into the group of his friends bathing in front of the tiny magic mirror.

Waves of toxic feminine energy pulsed out of the glass, transforming reality and altering the three boys stood in front of it into hot bratty bitches... all except Tommy.

Giggles and soft moans emerged from pink pouting lips and there were cracks and pops as hips pushed out and bones shifted. The smell of tight wet pussy and female perfume filled the air, as the three former boys became hotter and hotter - enjoying their transformations into popular bitches.

Tommy, feeling increasingly desperate tried again, but the changing boys ignored him and actively blocked him, pushing him away and stopping him from getting into their tight knit pack.

"Fuck off you runt, mmmmmmh you're like such a loooooser."

Of all the boys, Tommy had needed this the most. He had always been smaller, weaker, the butt of the joke. He dreamed of being popular. As a tiny undersized boy he was nothing, but this mirror could make him into a sexy popular girl. Once he had long hair, a tight pussy, boobs and an ass for miles - no one would care that he was short. In fact as a girl it would just make him sexy.

"Pleeeeeease," he sobbed, but the three of them just laughed at him and did the L for loser sign on their foreheads with their fingers.

Tommy noticed that all three had cute manicured nails now. Rings and jewellery decorated their bodies... earrings and belly button rings were on show. His friend Brian even had a tongue piercing.

"Fuckkkk yeah... give it to me," he moaned sticking out his pierced tongue and giggling.

Tommy watched as Brian's boring male clothing shrunk and tightened. His underwear became bright pink and transformed into a bikini set. Soft skin tanned and smoothed and with a hot groan Brian stuck out his chest. Tommy watched in envy as two perfect round tits pushed out to fill the cups of the pink bikini. They looked so fucking good.

Long sexy hair tumbled down her slender back as Brianna was born and she left her boring life as a boy behind.

Next to her Tony shuddered in pleasure as he whipped back long blonde hair and stuck out his tongue like a little teasing whore. "Like I feel sooooo horny right now," gasped Tina as reality snapped around the brat and she became the little bitch she had always dreamed of being.

"Yeah I know what you mean babe," smiled Ashley - her identity as Ash forgotten as she bared her dazzling white teeth and ran a hand through her gorgeous brunette hair.

The three of them were now fully female and the mirrors magic spread out to change everyone's memories of them. Brianna, Tina and Ashley were now the three most popular girls at school. Spoiled rich brats who had boys blowing up their phones and everyone dancing to their tune.

Taking the mirror down from the wall, Brianna dropped it with an evil smile and it smashed into hundreds of pieces.

"Whoops."

"Hey, you like know that's bad luck right?" giggled Tina.

"Only for that little loser Tommy," purred Brianna. "What a fucking runt. He could never understand how good it feels to be this hot."

Laughing the three girls carefully walked around the broken glass and giving their former friend mean looks before exploding with laughter, they walked off to find something fun to do.

Sobbing, Tommy began gathering the shards of the mirror. Maybe he could fix it?

Somehow he doubted it. After all, he was just a worthless runt and he knew it...

#evie hyde #bitchification #m2f transformation #corruption #brats #mean girls #sluttification #reality change

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gabessquishytum · 3 months

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University au where now that Dream is in university, he's not under the direct supervision of his shitty parents, so what they did was that they basically forced Dream to be roommates with someone of their choosing. I can't decide if Dream should be trans in this au, cause if he is trans, his parents probably would pick Thessaly to be his roommate. If he's not trans, then Alexander Burgess. If it's Alex, then Dream's family has known and trusted the Burgesses for years, and so can rely on Alex to spy on Dream. If it's Thessaly, I think they'd just pay her to spy on Dream.

Dream is not happy about this. It starts out fine, except for the fact that he knows that his roommate is an attempt on his parent's part to control him, which bothers him a lot. But it starts out fine. But then the roommate never leaves him alone. The roommate clearly wants to be friends, Dream is not interested in friends of his parent's choosing.

Enter Hob, who has seen Dream day after day dealing with someone who doesn't seem to be able to take a hint that Dream wants to be left alone, if it's Alex. Or if it's Thessaly, he's overheard her talking to Dream about "those transgenders" and Dream, who very much looks like the stereotype of a pre-t trans guy, looks very much uncomfortable. Either way, Hob is tired of seeing Dream bothered by this person who Dream clearly wants nothing to do with.

So one day, he manages to catch Dream alone while his roommate is in the bathroom or something, and invites Dream to join him for lunch.

Of course, Dream warns him that he won't be good company, but Hob just smiles and says that he expects that Dream would be better company than the person who clearly can't take the hint that Dream doesn't want to talk to them. If it's Thessaly, Dream just says darkly "oh she can take a hint, she's just been paid off by my parents"

Hob is even more sure that he wants Dream to join him for lunch, so Dream agrees on the condition that they go somewhere where Thessaly or Alex can't find them

From there, Hob, who conveniently doesn't have a roommate practically lets Dream move in. Together they manage to formulate a plan so that Dream doesn't go insane from his terrible roommate, but also his parents don't realize that Dream has thwarted them, although, if Dream is trans in this, then they'll figure it out soon enough when he starts T. But Hob and Dream get up to a bunch of shenanigans to trick and prank Dream's roommate, and fall for each other in the process.

Dream went to college expecting that he'd only be there for his studies, but he's not upset with how it turned out cause now he has a boyfriend. And Hob is very glad that he approached Dream that first time he caught Dream alone.

🪐

I LOVE the idea of trans!Dream managing to absolutely fuck over his parents and the dreaded Thessaly. I definitely think this should be t4t dreamling, btw. Hob is a proud trans man who's been receiving gender affirming care for a while, so he has all kinds of knowledge and tips for Dream. Plus Dream looks at him like 😍😍😍 with 50% attraction, 50% gender envy. Hob is so gorgeous and confident, he makes Dream dare to hope that there's a better future out there for him.

Hob spend many happy hours making Thessaly run in circles and pulling various pranks on her while Dream holes up in the safely of Hob’s room, enjoying his first few weeks on T without even having to worry about Thessaly reporting to his parents. Hob does all kinds of stuff with a "Dream dummy" that he put together, it has a big mop of black hair and Hob sets it up in bed, in the bathroom, in random places so Thessaly either a) thinks it's Dream or B) gets majorly jumpscared.

The summer after their first year of uni, Dream moves in with Hob for the summer. His parents think that he's doing some internship thing, but he's actually hanging out in Hob’s home village, being doted on by Hob’s parents. Oh, and he gets top surgery. His parents are going to be sooooo mad - but Dream feels truly free of them for the first time ever. He has Hob, and most of all he has himself. And he knows that he's going to make it <3

#🪐 anon #the sandman #dreamling #cw transphobia #trans dream #trans hob

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heartoreadallthequeerthingz · 1 year

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Little Omega and Their Big Pack

Summary:

Reader is an Omega AND a Little. Natasha finds them when the Team raids an enemy base.

Avengers Pack + Maria Hill, Alpha/Beta/Omega dynamics, Littles are Known, Omegas have rights

Chapter 2: Cuddle time

Note: Sorry this is formatted like this, I got annoyed and just decided to post it.

Wanda POV

Yelena was practically vibrating in her seat when I lowered us onto the Jet. The only thing keeping her from sprinting over to us was Nat’s quiet rumble.

It was so soft it sounded like almost like a purr but it got the message across. I wouldn’t be surprised if she was trying to cover up her purr, big softy.

Y/n had burrowed into her shoulder, their paci gently brushing Nat’s neck as it bobbed slowly in their mouth.

She did go and sit down next to her on the couch though. The omega scooted as close as possible to the pair. I chuckled and made my way to Nat’s other side. Yelena set her laptop down and angled it so I could see Rizzoli and Isles too.

“Why aren’t the doctor and the cop dating?”

“They don’t want the gays to be happy.”

“Ah.”

I noticed Nat taking long blinks as she leaned back getting comfy. Yelena and I made eye contact before I smirked. Yelena grabbed Nat’s shoulders and I grabbed her legs. She grumbled slightly and Yelena let out a displeased chuff that quietened her. We gently maneuvered Nat so her head was resting in her sister’s lap and her legs were on mine. We then both started to purr softly.

“I know what you’re doing” Nat said with a sleepy glare.

Yelena just continued to purr and started to run her hands through Nat’s hair gently as the Widow pouted. Despite her resistance soon enough she was napping with our Little.

Yelena's POV

They’re sooooo cute! I wanna wake them up but lil omega’s probably exhausted, also Nat would kill me. I'm not scared of her but Wanda is very scary when she's mad. We have a Little!!! Aaaaand they’re an omega! I’m not the only one in the tower anymore! Peter is here sometimes but he usually stays with Tony and Pepper, it’s not the same. I wonder if they’d want to make a nest!

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Wanda’s POV

“Wake up Gorgeous we gotta make cookies!” I said quietly as I gently squeezed Nat’s leg and released my scent softly.

Nat grumbled and nuzzled her face against the top of y/n’s, eyes still closed. My heaaaaaart. I continued to nudge Nat in the leg as the rest of the team except Yelena left the Jet.

“It’s my turn to hold them” Yelena huffed and carefully went to grab y/n while releasing her own calming scent.

I held my breath as Nat shifted and green eyes flickered open. Sleepy eyes narrowed at Yelena’s hands and I stifled a giggle.

“Come on you have to make cookies, I can take them” Yelena said whining quietly.

Nat just stared for a minute, eyes flickering between y/n and Yelena. She huffed quietly,

“Fine. But don’t wake them up and take them to our floor please.” The spy said grumpily.

Yelena grinned and carefully lifted the younger omega into her arms. Y/n shifted slightly, seeming to take in Yelena’s forest scent before relaxing with their nose pressed close to her neck. Nat was just laying there and pouting. Yelena began to purr happily as she swayed gently while hugging y/n close. The older Widow’s lip quirked.

Yelena’s POV

My baby omega. They smell like pie! I love pie, they’re so sweet-I’m never putting them down. I nodded at Wanda and Nat before adjusting y/n in my grip and carefully getting off the Jet.

I made my way up to Wanda, Nat, and I’s floor, which I’m assuming y/n will join as well. I paused for a second before letting my omega instincts pull me to the nesting room on our floor. I gently kneeled down and lay y/n in the middle of the California King, on top of some pillows and a super soft blanket.

I then began to carefully gather pillows and blankets from around the bed. All of a sudden I smelled a small spike of nervousness from the Little Omega. My head shot up to see y/n sleepily rubbing their eyes and peeking at me through their hands.

“Hey hey, it’s alright. I’m Yelena Nat’s sister but you can call me Yeezy if you want. Nat and Wanda are downstairs making you cookies like they promised. I’m sure they’ll be done soon.” I saw their eyes brighten at the mention of cookies, same dog saaaaame.

Y/n seemed to perk up when I mentioned Nat and they moved their hands out of their face. I continued to quietly arrange the nest, not wanting to scare them. I smiled slightly as I felt them shuffle a little closer. I could see them leaning towards me with their thumb in their mouth.

“Whatcha doin?” I heard a quiet voice mumble shyly.

“I’m making a nest,” I replied, the Little was eyeing the blankets curiously.

“Would you like to help me?” I asked softly. They nodded and took their thumb out of their mouth.

I held out a soft pillow to them and they grasped it hesitantly. I continued to shift things slowly as to not spook them. After a minute of them still not moving I paused and turned to face them, crossing my legs.

“Have you made a nest before?” I asked quietly.

“N-no I s-sowwy” they said fiddling with the pillow and looking down.

“It’s okay little pie! I’ll show you! Omegas like to nest when they have the materials available. You can put the blankies and pillows wherever you want! We’re just trying to make it as cozy as we can.” Y/n continued to watch me quietly before shifting to set the pillow I gave them down.

I smiled and set more blankets and pillows between us, continuing to work. I watched y/n in my perepheral as they became more comfortable with placing things. I started to let out a quiet purr, slowly increasing in volume. I could see the rest of the tension leave y/n’s body. They began to place things more enthusiastically.

“What’s your favorite kind of cookie?”

“Ch-choc Chip!!!!!”

“A classic. I like snickerdoodles!”

“Sn-sni ka oodles?”

“Snickerdoodles!”

“Oodles!!!”

“Sure oodles it is!”

“Yee?” awww they’re trying to use my nickname!

“Yes munchkin?"

“Milk too?”

“Yes little pie I’m sure they’ll bring milk too that’s a necessity.”

We finished the nest and sat back to look at our work.

“Well what do you think Baby Yeezy? Is our nest ready?” I asked my baby omega.

Y/n got up, using my shoulder to steady themself, and slowly walked around the nest with their hands on their hips. Their brows were furrowed in focus, and I tried not to coo as y/n popped their thumb in their mouth (we definitely gotta get them some pacifiers). They circled slowly before taking their thumb out of their mouth and looking at me seriously.

“Is good!”

“Wonderful, how do some cartoons sound?” I asked, grabbing the remote when they nodded eagerly.

We sat next to each other in the nest with some space between us. I could tell y/n wanted to cuddle but was too nervous by the way they kept inching closer and glancing at me.

Fuck it. I scooped them up quickly and rocked them slightly before setting them down in between my legs. They were giggling softly through the interaction and let out a full belly laugh when I gently tickled their tummy.

The room flooded with her pie scent, smelling like it was freshly baked. Joy, I hope.

#caregiver natasha #caregiver wanda #little! reader #little reader #omega reader #alpha natasha romanoff #alpha wanda maximoff #omega yelena belova #mama natasha romanoff #mommy wanda maximoff

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instagram concept with sabrina carpenter as the face claim? i'm obsessed with these <3

fun fact: this was like the second or third request i got when i started doing insta blurbs, i have no idea why it took me so long to do sabrina ! but here it is i hope you like it <3

PART 2 !!!

CONSIDER SUPPORTING ME <3

ask me anything | masterlist | likes and reblogs are appreciated !

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harrystyles LOVE ON TOUR 2022.

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harrystyles Love On Tour. Stockholm. June, 2022.

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yourinstagram the tourmates are tourmating

↳ harrystyles Slay bestie

↳ ynfan1 IM CRYING

↳ harryfan2 OMFG

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yourinstagram stockholm that was a dream come true 🥺 thank you for your energy and warmth, what a way to kick off my love on tour run 🤍 oslo, you’re next, and surprises are on the way!

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harryfan1 your set was incredible

oliviarodrigo THE QUEEN ❤️

ynfan1 i’m so proud of her

harryfan2 UMMM SURPRISES ??

harrystyles Being on stage is the best medicine, right? x

↳ harryfan2 HARRY STYLESSSS WHAT DO YOU MEAN

↳ ynfan2 OMG

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loveontourupdates Harry and YN performing Medicine together in Oslo tonight !

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harryfan1 OMFGGGG

ynfan1 THEIR POWER

harryfan2 they sound so good together

ynfan2 THIS IS HISTORY

ynfan3 YN really went from being a fangirl yo performing with him how iconic

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yourinstagram OSLO ❤️🍒 i told you surprises were coming and i hope i didn’t disappoint :)

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harryfan1 OH YOU DIDNT

maudeapatow You’re the moment ❤️

ynfan1 YOU KEEP SLAYING

harryfan2 her stage outfits are so goooood

ynfan2 THIS IS THE YN SHOW

harrystyles I’m not sure if I’m okay with people calling my tour “The YN Show” now

↳ yourinstagram it is what it is, boss

↳ harryfan3 OMG I LOVE THIS

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harrystyles Love On Tour. Oslo. July, 2022.

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harryfan1 BEST NIGHT EVER

jefezoff 👏🏻👏🏻

yourinstagram more like “The YN Show. Oslo. July, 2022.”

↳ harrystyles No. Stop it.

↳ harryfan2 HES SOOOOO 😭

↳ ynfan2 i’m going to say what everyone is thinking: i ship this

PART 2 !!!

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shieldofiron · 8 months

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All My Stickers (Me when I lie)

Stickers are my number one Fandom Merch weakness, and some discord friends mentioned that I should show some of them in action and where to get them. LONG POST INCOMING, in no particular order, and this isn't even all of them.

Let's start with JessRadIllustration aka @dreaminginpencil on Etsy. Unfortunately the Harringrove one was Limited Edition but Jess makes the prettiest Steve. I just love to look at him. (I have no info about the demogorgon sticker lol he was a free gift.)

I should not have gone to @avalonlights Etsy shop because they have new stickers so I may be getting something new... oops.

And you can also see Poison Ivy Steve there next to Billy's licence plate which leads me to @adelacreations Big Cartel shop. Look at these gorgeous Stickers. Add is running a sale right now hugely recommend their prints as well. This one below is in my bullet journal, so I can see it daily.

Next we go to my current journal:

These are from Illusbyliz on Etsy as well, it looks like they're taking a break. But these are sooooo adorable especially the heckfire club.

This is my latest sticker purchase, possibly the only Harringrove and Munver sticker in existence from @friendoftheknife on Inprnt. They also have the most soft and lovely Jargyle prints. The Inprnt stickers are large opaque and glossy for anyone wondering, and they aren't kiss cut to the image so be prepared for that.

These are from Mr. Hall on Society 6 and they're SO GORGEOUS!! Sorry they're on a blue background it's just the way the cookie crumbled but I love that with the transparent stickers.

I had to get some Pocket Babies from @wrecked-fuse also on Inprnt. Since I got this Fox added pocket Jason, Chrissy and Eddie so again, I'm going to have to get some more.

These are from @lazybakerart on Redbubble. I highly recommend the glossy or transparent stickers from redbubble not the matte. The matte is sometimes cut incorrectly, but the transparent and glossy are awesome. Look how opaque crying Billy looks! You need a good sticker to show off Sara's colors so pick wisely.

These are both from redbubble too, from @zayacv. The Mini Billy and Steve set is sooo much fun, I'd have to hunt through this notebook to find all of them.

The sailor Billy is from @kelpie-earnest on Redbubble (He's so saucy, look at him).

I may have to reorder this @gabbia design from Redbubble on a tshirt. They look so bitchin'.

The Billy's tattoo is no longer available from the redbubble artist I got mine from, but this Demoleven is SO AWESOME, from NotCoolCo on Etsy.

I know what you're thinking. Is this all my harringrove and stranger things stickers? NO. Will I be getting more? YES. Let me know if you want to see a part 2.

#ShieldofIron #Sticker Collection #Harringrove #Munver #Royalfire #Hellcheer #Stranger Things #billy hargrove #look at these talented artists fr!

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navibluebees · 1 year

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Ja Lovin' (x Female Reader)

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This is smuuuutt dedicated to @nin3kyuu 💙 She was super gracious and took something from my brain to make it a gorgeous reality~ If you aren't already following her, what are you doing?

Ja was sitting at the end of the bed with you standing in between his legs. He was toying with the lace at the bottom of your nightgown, sliding his hands up underneath and around the back to cup your ass, firmly squeezing. "What's wrong, honeybun?" He smirked at the way you blushed from being called your favorite pet name.

Your face heated up and you glanced away from him, your hands trembling a bit. "I'm just a bit nervous. We haven't done this before- well at least not in these bodies."

He got a bit serious, cupping your cheek in his palm. "Look, just because we did this the first time around doesn't mean we have to now."

"No, I want to. I assume your.. equipment works the same way?"

His fangs flashed in a wolfish grin. "You're about to be naked with me. Call it what it is. Yes, my cock works just fine. At least it did when I checked last night." He leaned forward, skimming your breast with his nose. "When I was thinking of your thighs around me and the way you used to gasp when you were about to cum. I wonder.. do you still do that?

You gasped, reaching out to slap him on the shoulder, but he caught your hand, squeezing your wrist and scraping his fangs up the inside of your forearm. "Y/N. What do you want from me?"

Your hands slid up his biceps, gripping his shoulders. You leaned in and pressed a soft kiss to his mouth. "I want you to make me feel good," you said as you brushed your lips across his.

He reached up, pushing the straps of your nightgown down, the silky fabric grazing your skin until it pooled on the floor. You shivered at his fingertips that danced along your skin. He knew you too well and in all the places you loved being touched before, your body reacted the same way now. He pulled you close and you straddled him on the edge of the bed. He sighed as your skin met his, warmth spreading across both of you.

He squeezed you tight to him and gently took hold of your chin. "Hey," he whispered softly. "I really did miss you. I'm glad we get a second chance. I know we won't waste it."

"You softie," you tried to hide your grin with annoyance but couldn't stop it from spreading across your face.

"Aha!" He laughed quietly. "I knew you couldn't resist me." He quirked an eyebrow and leaned in to kiss your sternum, inhaling deeply. He growled, "You smell so fucking good, c'mere." He yanked you close to him and grabbed the back of your neck, pulling you roughly to him. He massaged your hip with one hand, using the other to hold you close and nip at your bottom lip, tugging on it with his teeth. He let go, looking up at you with wild eyes and lunged forward to take your nipple in his mouth.

You startled, leaning back but unable to go anywhere with him clutching you to his body. He sucked hard and when he felt your body shaking in his arms, he gently pulled away. "One second." He carefully set you back on your feet and moved behind you, his tail curling around your hips as he circled you. You purred loudly and covered your mouth, wide-eyed. He burst out laughing and you pouted, reaching for his coiled hair and massaging his scalp. His eyes rolled back and a rumble came from his chest, too.

He laid down with his head at the end of the bed. Your brow wrinkled in confusion, but he reached for you, his face grinning at you upside down. You walked closer and he gripped your thighs, pulling them closer. You stumbled and he steadied you, "Easy, honeybun. You're okay. Come sit on my face."

"I'm sorry, what?"

"You heard me. I haven't tasted you in years and if I don't soon, I will lose my mind. Come here, now."

You obeyed, slowly putting a thigh on either side of his face to hover over him. He let out a loud groan as your knees pressed in. "God, it's so warm. I forgot how good you feel. I could die here a happy man. Although, since I just came back to life, I'd like to try and avoid that."

You started to chuckle, just as he knew you would and before you could reign it back in, he licked quickly up your pussy, causing a strangled gasp to escape from you. You quivered and leaned forward, bracing a hand on his abdomen. He moaned against you, making you tremble from the vibrations against your clit. You had been wet since you'd first seen him again. Of course with his newer sharp senses, he'd smelled it and couldn't resist getting you alone.

You nearly fell limply onto his chest, but his arms wrapped around your legs, biceps flexing as he squeezed your thighs. "Don't give up on me, now. I've got you."

Your body warmed all over even more at his words and you gently massaged his pecs, and even further down his torso. He held on tighter and ate you out like a man starved. His hips bucked as you reached lower, tracing a finger under the band of his underwear. He felt you moving around on top of him and grunted as he slapped your ass lightly. "Stop moving. I'm not done with you."

You huffed, trying to hide the way your breathing was ragged. "I'm not moving anytime soon, I promise."

A muffled "Mhm" came from his mouth as he darted his tongue inside you. You jerked, a quiet moan coming up from your throat as you reached forward to push his under wear down his thighs. He quickly caught on and lifted his hips slightly, kicking them off once you got them low enough. His legs fell open and your mouth watered at him splayed out for you. He continued licking you desperately, taking advantage of your raised hips to slide a finger inside, gently stretching you.

Your hips ground against his face and he held you tight, rubbing his nose against you. He pulled his finger out and when his head tilted back, his chin brushed your clit and you fell weakly against him. When you gathered your breath, you reached for his cock. It was resting against his stomach, leaking, rock hard, aching for your touch. When your hand wrapped around it, he let out a low growl, stomach clenching. He melted into your touch quickly as you gently pumped up and down. You licked teasingly, soft licks all over.

His head fell back as he breathed hard, "Sweetbun, I'm begging you. Quit playin'. I need your mouth around me."

You obliged as he thrusted slightly up toward your face. Holding his cock in place, you wrapped your lips around it, sucking the tip into your mouth. He sighed, a warm breath ghosting over your swollen lips. "Fuck. Yes. Don't stop."

You continued as he groaned deeply, that familiar sound washing over your body leaving goosebumps behind. You took more of him in your mouth, fighting a gag and he stroked your back softly, "It's okay, Y/N. You can do it. You can-" He breathed sharply through his nose as he hit the back of your throat. Once you'd relaxed your breathing, you sucked harder. "Damn! That's it, my girl."

You gently pushed your hips back to his face and heard the smile in his voice as he said, "Alright alright, don't be greedy."

You pulled him out of your mouth with a pop and leaned down to nip at his thigh. His legs jerked and he laughed softly against you. His finger picked up the pace and he carefully slid in a second finger. You stilled, adjusting to the new stretch and then went back to bring him to your mouth. You licked up and down, swirling your tongue around the tip, eliciting another deep groan.

His body quivered under yours and you frowned as he pushed your hips away from his face. Confusion came over you and you barely had time to open your mouth before he'd flipped you and was nudging your legs open with his knee. He pulled your legs around his waist, crossing your ankles in the process. He brushed the tip of his cock teasingly against your opening, causing you to squirm. He plunged into you and your back arched, pushing your chest up against his. He let out a guttural moan as he sank into you, pushing his pelvis into yours. He rocked into you experimentally, finding the right rhythm. When you cried out, he grinned, yellow eyes flashing in the small streams of light coming through the window.

He lifted your legs a bit higher, squatting over you as he thrusted into you in a mating press. He threw his head back and growled, coiled hair bouncing with each movement. You inched closer and closer with him. Reaching down between you, you started to rub your clit. Feeling the movement, he looked back down, eyes entranced by your motions. "That's it, honeybun. I love watching you touch yourself. Don't stop." He eased off of you a little bit to allow your hand slightly more room. His balls slapped against your ass, loud smacking resounding through the room.

His hips stuttered as he neared and you watched his brow crinkle in frustration as he tried to hold out. You reached up, grabbing his chin with your hand. "You better not. Wait for me."

He nodded, eyes hazing over as he focused on the rhythm. You gripped his forearm that was by your face, gently pressing a kiss to it. A smile spread across his blissed-out face and pressed his face into your neck, his moans going straight to your ears. His tail flicked wildly, and he whimpered, "Please, let me."

"Okay," you mumbled, losing yourself to his body.

You both came together, him shooting spurts of sticky cum into you, you clenching around him, milking him. He cried out your name as you gasped and whined into his ear. His body slowed gradually and he held you close, rolling onto his back and taking you along with him. You breathed hard, your heartbeat matching his. You rested together, unable to move, completely spent.

He ran his fingers down your spine, silent for a moment before, "I knew you would still gasp like that."

You quirked an eyebrow at him and traced a nimble finger down his torso. "...Fine, you were right."

He laughed softly as you cuddled into his side and his arm curled around you.

#recom ja #avatar way of water #avatar 2 #recom avatar

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