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monopoly-mountain-requests ยท 7 days ago
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A care kit for Spencer Reid with themes of comfort and safety
Cozy blind date with a book!
Weighted black cat (seller has other animals!)
A you themed candle!
Tea themed after you!
Calming whipped soap
Picking fidget!
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imfromsixam ยท 3 months ago
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The Hacienda Getaway (CC Pack for The Sims 4)
Welcome to "El Agave" Hacienda Resort!
Hey, Simmers! With the arrival of the "Ciudad Enamorada" world in The Sims 4 Lovestruck, I couldn't resist recreating a beautiful spot I visited last year in Los Cabos, Mexico.
This CC Pack is all about an old hacienda where they produce the finest tequila. Even though I'm not a big drinker, the place was simply magical! Of course, I had to try a couple of Paloma cocktails and some tequila shots โ€“ when in Rome, right? ๐Ÿน
In this pack, you'll discover a treasure trove of old archways, grand double doors, and windows made of wood, clay, and iron, all available in open versions to bring your spaces to life. Plus, there's a full set of cozy, leather-style living room furniture where your Sims can chat, relax, or get a little romantic. ๐Ÿ’•
I had a blast crafting the rustic coffee table and console with carved wood finishes. The iron chandeliers add an authentic old-world charm, and the mud planters with cacti are a perfect touch of the local flair. ๐ŸŒต
But wait, there's more! I've added new flowers, a traditional-style rug, rustic painting frame, cushions, armchair, cool beams for your ceiling, beautiful terracotta tiles, and of course, a tequila set to make it all complete.
I had a lot of fun creating this set, reminiscing about one of the best vacations I've had. I hope to go back soon, but in the meantime, my Sims can enjoy a bit of that life.
Dive into the fun with this custom content for The Sims 4, and as always,ย happyย simming!
About this CC Pack
Build: Arch, Door, 2 Floors, 2 Windows
Comfort: Armchair with and without pillows, Armchair, Loveseat, Sofa
Decorative: Cushions for sofa, Cushions, Beam, 3 plants (cactus), Paiting, 1 Flower (Dalia), Rug, Tequila Bottle, Tequila Set, Mud Vase
Lighting: Chandelier, Wall Light
Surface: Coffee table, Console Table
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pjackk ยท 6 months ago
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easily๐Ÿ˜€๐Ÿ˜ƒ๐Ÿ˜„๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜†๐Ÿ˜…๐Ÿคฃ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ™‚๐Ÿ™ƒ๐Ÿซ ๐Ÿ˜‰๐Ÿ˜Š๐Ÿ˜‡๐Ÿฅฐ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿคฉ๐Ÿ˜˜๐Ÿ˜—โ˜บ๏ธ๐Ÿ˜š๐Ÿ˜™๐Ÿฅฒ๐Ÿ˜‹๐Ÿคฉ๐Ÿ˜˜๐Ÿ˜—โ˜บ๏ธ๐Ÿ˜š๐Ÿ˜™๐Ÿฅฒ๐Ÿ˜‹๐Ÿ˜›๐Ÿ˜œ๐Ÿคช๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿค‘๐Ÿค—๐Ÿคญ๐Ÿซข๐Ÿซฃ๐Ÿคซ๐Ÿค”๐Ÿซก๐Ÿค๐Ÿคจ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜‘๐Ÿ˜ถ๐Ÿซฅ๐Ÿ˜ถโ€๐ŸŒซ๏ธ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜’๐Ÿ™„๐Ÿ˜ฌ๐Ÿ˜ฎโ€๐Ÿ’จ๐Ÿคฅ๐Ÿซจ๐Ÿ™‚โ€โ†”๏ธ๐Ÿ™‚โ€โ†•๏ธ๐Ÿ˜Œ๐Ÿ˜”๐Ÿ˜ช๐Ÿคค๐Ÿ˜ด๐Ÿ˜ท๐Ÿค’๐Ÿค•๐Ÿคข๐Ÿคฎ๐Ÿคง๐Ÿฅต๐Ÿฅถ๐Ÿฅด๐Ÿ˜ต๐Ÿ˜ตโ€๐Ÿ’ซ๐Ÿคฏ๐Ÿค ๐Ÿฅณ๐Ÿฅธ๐Ÿ˜Ž๐Ÿค“๐Ÿง๐Ÿ˜•๐Ÿซค๐Ÿ˜Ÿ๐Ÿ™โ˜น๏ธ๐Ÿ˜ฎ๐Ÿ˜ฏ๐Ÿ˜ฒ๐Ÿ˜ณ๐Ÿฅบ๐Ÿฅน๐Ÿ˜ฆ๐Ÿ˜ง๐Ÿ˜จ๐Ÿ˜ฐ๐Ÿ˜ฅ๐Ÿ˜ข๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ฑ๐Ÿ˜ฃ๐Ÿ˜ฃ๐Ÿ˜ž๐Ÿ˜“๐Ÿ˜ฉ๐Ÿ˜ซ๐Ÿฅฑ๐Ÿ˜ค๐Ÿ˜ก๐Ÿ˜ ๐Ÿคฌ๐Ÿ˜ˆ๐Ÿ‘ฟ๐Ÿ’€โ˜ ๏ธ๐Ÿ’ฉ๐Ÿคก๐Ÿ‘น๐Ÿ‘บ๐Ÿ‘ป๐Ÿ‘ฝ๐Ÿ‘พ๐Ÿค–๐Ÿ˜บ๐Ÿ˜ธ๐Ÿ˜น๐Ÿ˜ป๐Ÿ˜ผ๐Ÿ˜ฝ๐Ÿ™€๐Ÿ˜ฟ๐Ÿ˜พ๐Ÿ™ˆ๐Ÿ™‰๐Ÿ™Š๐Ÿ’‹๐Ÿ’Œ๐Ÿ’˜๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’—๐Ÿ’“๐Ÿ’ž๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿ’Ÿโฃ๏ธ๐Ÿ’”โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ”ฅโค๏ธโ€๐Ÿฉนโค๏ธ๐Ÿฉท๐Ÿงก๐Ÿ’›๐Ÿ’š๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿฉต๐Ÿ’œ๐ŸคŽ๐Ÿ–ค๐Ÿฉถ๐Ÿค๐Ÿ’ฏ๐Ÿ’ข๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ซ๐Ÿ’ฆ๐Ÿ’จ๐Ÿ•ณ๐Ÿ’ฃ๐Ÿ’ฌ๐Ÿ—จ๐Ÿ—ฏ๐Ÿ’ญ๐Ÿ’ค๐Ÿ‘‹๐Ÿคš๐Ÿ–โœ‹๏ธ๐Ÿ––๐Ÿซฑ๐Ÿซฒ๐Ÿซณ๐Ÿซด๐Ÿซท๐Ÿซธ๐Ÿ‘Œ๐ŸคŒ๐ŸคโœŒ๏ธ๐Ÿคž๐Ÿซฐ๐ŸคŸ๐Ÿค˜๐Ÿค™๐Ÿ‘ˆ๐Ÿ‘‰๐Ÿ‘†๐Ÿ–•๐Ÿ‘‡โ˜๏ธ๐Ÿซต๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ‘ŽโœŠ๏ธ๐Ÿ‘Š๐Ÿค›๐Ÿคœ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ™Œ๐Ÿซถ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿคฒ๐Ÿค๐Ÿ™โœ๏ธ๐Ÿ’…๐Ÿคณ๐Ÿ’ช๐Ÿฆพ๐Ÿฆฟ๐Ÿฆต๐Ÿฆถ๐Ÿ‘‚๐Ÿฆป๐Ÿ‘ƒ๐Ÿง ๐Ÿซ€๐Ÿซ๐Ÿฆท๐Ÿฆด๐Ÿ‘€๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ‘…๐Ÿ‘„๐Ÿซฆ๐Ÿ‘ถ๐Ÿง’๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘ง๐Ÿง‘๐Ÿ‘ฑ๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿง”โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿง”โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿง”๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿฆฐ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿฆฑ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿฆณ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿฆฒ๐Ÿ‘ฉ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿฆฐ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿฆฐ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿฆฑ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿฆฑ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿฆณ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿฆณ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿฆฒ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿฆฒ๐Ÿ‘ฑโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฑโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ด๐Ÿ‘ต๐Ÿง“๐Ÿ™โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿ™Žโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™Žโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™Ž๐Ÿ™…โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™…โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™…๐Ÿ™†โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™†โ€โ™€๏ธ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๐Ÿ’โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ’โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ™‹โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™‹โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™‹๐Ÿงโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿงโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿง๐Ÿ™‡โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™‡โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™‡๐Ÿคฆโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคฆโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคฆ๐Ÿคทโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคทโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคท๐Ÿ‘จโ€โš•๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€โš•๏ธ๐Ÿง‘โ€โš•๏ธ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐ŸŽ“๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐ŸŽ“๐Ÿง‘โ€๐ŸŽ“๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿซ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿซ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿซ๐Ÿ‘จโ€โš–๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€โš–๏ธ๐Ÿง‘โ€โš–๏ธ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐ŸŒพ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐ŸŒพ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐ŸŒพ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿณ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿณ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿณ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ”ง๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ”ง๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿ”ง๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿญ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿญ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿญ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ’ผ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ’ผ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿ’ผ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ”ฌ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ”ฌ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ’ป๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ’ป๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿ’ป๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐ŸŽค๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐ŸŽค๐Ÿง‘โ€๐ŸŽค๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐ŸŽจ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐ŸŽจ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐ŸŽจ๐Ÿ‘จโ€โœˆ๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€โœˆ๏ธ๐Ÿง‘โ€โœˆ๏ธ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿš€๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿš€๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿš€๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿš’๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿš’๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿš’๐Ÿ‘ฎโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฎโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฎ๐Ÿ•ตโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ•ตโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ•ต๐Ÿ’‚โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ’‚โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ’‚๐Ÿฅท๐Ÿ‘ทโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ทโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ท๐Ÿซ…๐Ÿคด๐Ÿ‘ธ๐Ÿ‘ณโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ณโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ณ๐Ÿ‘ฒ๐Ÿง•๐Ÿคตโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคตโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคต๐Ÿ‘ฐโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฐโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฐ๐Ÿคฐ๐Ÿซƒ๐Ÿซ„๐Ÿคฑ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿผ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ‘ผ๐ŸŽ…๐Ÿคถ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐ŸŽ„๐Ÿฆธโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿฆธโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿฆธ๐Ÿฆนโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿฆนโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿฆน๐Ÿง™โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿง™โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿง™๐Ÿงšโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿงšโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿงš๐Ÿง›โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿง›โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿง›๐Ÿงœโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿงœโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿงœ๐Ÿงโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿงโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿง๐Ÿงžโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿงžโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿงž๐ŸงŸโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐ŸงŸโ€โ™€๏ธ๐ŸงŸ๐ŸงŒ๐Ÿ’†โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ’†โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ’†๐Ÿ’‡โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ’‡โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ’‡๐Ÿšถโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿšถโ€โ™‚๏ธโ€โžก๏ธ๐Ÿšถโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿšถโ€โ™€๏ธโ€โžก๏ธ๐Ÿšถ๐Ÿšถโ€โžก๏ธ๐Ÿงโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿงโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿง๐ŸงŽโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐ŸงŽโ€โ™‚๏ธโ€โžก๏ธ๐ŸงŽโ€โ™€๏ธ๐ŸงŽโ€โ™€๏ธโ€โžก๏ธ๐ŸงŽ๐ŸงŽโ€โžก๏ธ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿฆฏ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿฆฏโ€โžก๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿฆฏ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿฆฏโ€โžก๏ธ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿฆฏ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿฆฏโ€โžก๏ธ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿฆผ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿฆผโ€โžก๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿฆผ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿฆผโ€โžก๏ธ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿฆผ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿฆผโ€โžก๏ธ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿฆฝ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿฆฝโ€โžก๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿฆฝ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿฆฝโ€โžก๏ธ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿฆฝ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿฆฝโ€โžก๏ธ๐Ÿƒโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿƒโ€โ™‚๏ธโ€โžก๏ธ๐Ÿƒโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿƒโ€โ™€๏ธโ€โžก๏ธ๐Ÿƒ๐Ÿƒโ€โžก๏ธ๐Ÿ•บ๐Ÿ’ƒ๐Ÿ•ด๐Ÿ‘ฏโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฏโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฏ๐Ÿง–โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿง–โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿง–๐Ÿง—โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿง—โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿง—๐Ÿคบ๐Ÿ‡โ›ท๏ธ๐Ÿ‚๐ŸŒโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐ŸŒโ€โ™€๏ธ๐ŸŒ๐Ÿ„โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ„โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ„๐Ÿšฃโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿšฃโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿšฃ๐ŸŠโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐ŸŠโ€โ™€๏ธ๐ŸŠโ›น๏ธโ€โ™‚๏ธโ›น๏ธโ€โ™€๏ธโ›น๏ธ๐Ÿ‹โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ‹โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ‹๐Ÿšดโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿšดโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿšด๐Ÿšตโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿšตโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿšต๐Ÿคธโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคธโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคธ๐Ÿคผโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคผโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคผ๐Ÿคฝโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคฝโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคฝ๐Ÿคพโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคพโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคพ๐Ÿคนโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคนโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคน๐Ÿง˜โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿง˜โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿง˜๐Ÿ›€๐Ÿ›Œ๐Ÿ‘ฌ๐Ÿ‘ซ๐Ÿ‘ญ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿคโ€๐Ÿง‘๐Ÿ‘จโ€โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ’‹โ€๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€โค๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝโ€๐Ÿ’‹โ€๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ’‹โ€๐Ÿ‘ฉ๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ‘จโ€โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ‘ฉ๐Ÿ’‘๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘ง๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘งโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘งโ€๐Ÿ‘ง๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ—ฃ๐Ÿ‘ค๐Ÿ‘ฅ๏ธ๐Ÿซ‚๐Ÿ‘ฃ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿง’๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿง’โ€๐Ÿง’๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿง’๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿง’โ€๐Ÿง’๐Ÿต๐Ÿ’๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿฆง๐Ÿถ๐Ÿ•๐Ÿฆฎ๐Ÿ•โ€๐Ÿฆบ๐Ÿฉ๐Ÿบ๐ŸฆŠ๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿฑ๐Ÿˆ๐Ÿˆโ€โฌ›๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿฏ๐Ÿ…๐Ÿ†๐Ÿด๐ŸซŽ๐Ÿซ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿฆ„๐Ÿฆ“๐ŸฆŒ๐Ÿฆฌ๐Ÿฎ๐Ÿ‚๐Ÿƒ๐Ÿ„๐Ÿท๐Ÿ–๐Ÿ—๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ๐Ÿช๐Ÿซ๐Ÿฆ™๐Ÿฆ’๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿฆฃ๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿฆ›๐Ÿญ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ€๐Ÿน๐Ÿฐ๐Ÿ‡๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿฆซ๐Ÿฆ”๐Ÿฆ‡๐Ÿป๐Ÿจ๐Ÿปโ€โ„๏ธ๐Ÿผ๐Ÿฆฅ๐Ÿฆฆ๐Ÿฆจ๐Ÿฆ˜๐Ÿฆก๐Ÿพ๐Ÿฆƒ๐Ÿ”๐Ÿ“๐Ÿฃ๐Ÿค๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿง๐Ÿ•Š๐Ÿฆ…๐Ÿฆ†๐Ÿฆข๐Ÿฆ‰๐Ÿฆค๐Ÿชถ๐Ÿฆฉ๐Ÿฆš๐Ÿฆœ๐Ÿชฝ๐Ÿฆโ€โฌ›๐Ÿชฟ๐Ÿฆโ€๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿธ๐ŸŠ๐Ÿข๐ŸฆŽ๐Ÿ๐Ÿฒ๐Ÿ‰๐Ÿฆ•๐Ÿฆ–๐Ÿณ๐Ÿ‹๐Ÿฌ๐Ÿฆญ๐ŸŸ๐Ÿ ๐Ÿก๐Ÿฆˆ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿฆ€๐Ÿฆž๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿฆ‘๐Ÿš๐Ÿชธ๐Ÿชผ๐ŸŒ๐Ÿฆ‹๐Ÿ›๐Ÿœ๐Ÿ๐Ÿชฒ๐Ÿž๐Ÿฆ—๐Ÿ•ท๐Ÿชณ๐Ÿ•ธ๐Ÿฆ‚๐ŸฆŸ๐Ÿชฐ๐Ÿชฑ๐Ÿฆ ๐Ÿ’๐ŸŒธ๐Ÿ’ฎ๐Ÿชท๐Ÿต๐ŸŒน๐Ÿฅ€๐ŸŒบ๐ŸŒป๐ŸŒผ๐ŸŒท๐Ÿชปโš˜๏ธ๐ŸŒฑ๐Ÿชด๐ŸŒฒ๐ŸŒณ๐ŸŒด๐ŸŒต๐ŸŒพ๐ŸŒฟโ˜˜๏ธ๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ๐Ÿ‚๐Ÿƒ๐Ÿชน๐Ÿชบ๐Ÿ‡๐Ÿˆ๐Ÿ‰๐ŸŠ๐Ÿ‹๐ŸŒ๐Ÿ๐Ÿฅญ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ“๐Ÿซ๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿ…๐Ÿซ’๐Ÿฅฅ๐Ÿ‹โ€๐ŸŸฉ๐Ÿฅ‘๐Ÿ†๐Ÿฅ”๐Ÿฅ•๐ŸŒฝ๐ŸŒถ๐Ÿซ‘๐Ÿฅ’๐Ÿฅฌ๐Ÿฅฆ๐Ÿง„๐Ÿง…๐Ÿ„๐Ÿฅœ๐Ÿซ˜๐ŸŒฐ๐Ÿซš๐Ÿซ›๐Ÿ„โ€๐ŸŸซ๐Ÿž๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿฅ–๐Ÿซ“๐Ÿฅจ๐Ÿฅฏ๐Ÿฅž๐Ÿง‡๐Ÿง€๐Ÿ–๐Ÿ—๐Ÿฅฉ๐Ÿฅ“๐Ÿ”๐ŸŸ๐Ÿ•๐ŸŒญ๐Ÿฅช๐ŸŒฎ๐ŸŒฏ๐Ÿซ”๐Ÿฅ™๐Ÿง†๐Ÿฅš๐Ÿณ๐Ÿฅ˜๐Ÿฒ๐Ÿซ•๐Ÿฅฃ๐Ÿฅ—๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿงˆ๐Ÿง‚๐Ÿฅซ๐Ÿฑ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ™๐Ÿš๐Ÿ›๐Ÿœ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ ๐Ÿข๐Ÿฃ๐Ÿฆช๐Ÿค๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿฅฎ๐Ÿก๐ŸฅŸ๐Ÿฅ ๐Ÿฅก๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿง๐Ÿจ๐Ÿฉ๐Ÿช๐ŸŽ‚๐Ÿฐ๐Ÿง๐Ÿฅง๐Ÿซ๐Ÿฌ๐Ÿญ๐Ÿฎ๐Ÿฏ๐Ÿผ๐Ÿฅ›โ˜•๏ธ๐Ÿซ–๐Ÿต๐Ÿถ๐Ÿพ๐Ÿท๐Ÿธ๐Ÿน๐Ÿบ๐Ÿป๐Ÿฅ‚๐Ÿฅƒ๐Ÿซ—๐Ÿฅค๐Ÿง‹๐Ÿงƒ๐Ÿง‰๐ŸงŠ๐Ÿฅข๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿด๐Ÿฅ„๐Ÿ”ช๐Ÿซ™๐Ÿบ๐ŸŒ๐ŸŒŽ๐ŸŒ๐ŸŒ๐Ÿ—บ๐Ÿงญ๐Ÿ”โ›ฐ๏ธ๐ŸŒ‹๐Ÿ—ป๐Ÿ•๐Ÿ–๐Ÿœ๐Ÿ๐Ÿž๐ŸŸ๐Ÿ›๐Ÿ—๐Ÿงฑ๐Ÿชจ๐Ÿชต๐Ÿ›–๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿš๐Ÿ ๐Ÿก๐Ÿข๐Ÿฃ๐Ÿค๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿจ๐Ÿฉ๐Ÿช๐Ÿซ๐Ÿฌ๐Ÿญ๐Ÿฏ๐Ÿฐ๐Ÿ’’๐Ÿ—ผ๐Ÿ—ฝโ›ช๏ธ๐Ÿ•Œ๐Ÿ›•๐Ÿ•โ›ฉ๏ธ๐Ÿ•‹โ›ฒ๏ธโ›บ๏ธ๐ŸŒ๐ŸŒƒ๐Ÿ™๐ŸŒ„๐ŸŒ…๐ŸŒ†๐ŸŒ‡๐ŸŒ‰โ™จ๏ธ๐ŸŽ ๐Ÿ›๐ŸŽก๐ŸŽข๐Ÿ’ˆ๐ŸŽช๐Ÿš‚๐Ÿš๐Ÿš„๐Ÿš…๐Ÿš†๐Ÿš‡๐Ÿšˆ๐Ÿš‰๐ŸšŠ๐Ÿš๐Ÿšž๐Ÿš‹๐ŸšŒ๐Ÿš๐ŸšŽ๐Ÿš๐Ÿš‘๐Ÿš’๐Ÿš“๐Ÿš”๐Ÿš•๐Ÿš–๐Ÿš—๐Ÿš˜๐Ÿš™๐Ÿ›ป๐Ÿšš๐Ÿš›๐Ÿšœ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ›ต๐Ÿฆฝ๐Ÿฆผ๐Ÿ›บ๐Ÿšฒ๐Ÿ›ด๐Ÿ›น๐Ÿ›ผ๐Ÿš๐Ÿ›ฃ๐Ÿ›ค๐Ÿ›ขโ›ฝ๏ธ๐Ÿ›ž๐Ÿšจ๐Ÿšฅ๐Ÿšฆ๐Ÿ›‘๐Ÿšงโš“๏ธ๐Ÿ›Ÿโ›ต๏ธ๐Ÿ›ถ๐Ÿšค๐Ÿ›ณโ›ด๏ธ๐Ÿ›ฅ๐Ÿšขโœˆ๏ธ๐Ÿ›ฉ๐Ÿ›ซ๐Ÿ›ฌ๐Ÿช‚๐Ÿ’บ๐Ÿš๐ŸšŸ๐Ÿš ๐Ÿšก๐Ÿ›ฐ๐Ÿš€๐Ÿ›ธ๐Ÿ›Ž๐ŸงณโŒ›๏ธโณ๏ธโŒš๏ธโฐ๏ธโฑ๏ธโฒ๏ธ๐Ÿ•ฐ๐Ÿ•›๐Ÿ•ง๐Ÿ•๐Ÿ•œ๐Ÿ•‘๐Ÿ•๐Ÿ•’๐Ÿ•ž๐Ÿ•“๐Ÿ•Ÿ๐Ÿ•”๐Ÿ• ๐Ÿ••๐Ÿ•ก๐Ÿ•–๐Ÿ•ข๐Ÿ•—๐Ÿ•ฃ๐Ÿ•˜๐Ÿ•ค๐Ÿ•™๐Ÿ•ฅ๐Ÿ•š๐Ÿ•ฆ๐ŸŒ‘๐ŸŒ’๐ŸŒ“๐ŸŒ”๐ŸŒ•๐ŸŒ–๐ŸŒ—๐ŸŒ˜๐ŸŒ™๐ŸŒš๐ŸŒ›๐ŸŒœ๐ŸŒกโ˜€๏ธ๐ŸŒ๐ŸŒž๐Ÿชโญ๏ธ๐ŸŒŸ๐ŸŒ ๐ŸŒŒโ˜๏ธโ›…๏ธโ›ˆ๏ธ๐ŸŒค๐ŸŒฅ๐ŸŒฆ๐ŸŒง๐ŸŒจ๐ŸŒฉ๐ŸŒช๐ŸŒซ๐ŸŒฌ๐ŸŒ€๐ŸŒˆ๐ŸŒ‚โ˜‚๏ธโ˜”๏ธโ›ฑ๏ธโšก๏ธโ„๏ธโ˜ƒ๏ธโ›„๏ธโ˜„๏ธ๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿ’ง๐ŸŒŠ๐ŸŽƒ๐ŸŽ„๐ŸŽ†๐ŸŽ‡๐Ÿงจโœจ๏ธ๐ŸŽˆ๐ŸŽ‰๐ŸŽŠ๐ŸŽ‹๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽŽ๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽ‘๐Ÿงง๐ŸŽ€๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽ—๐ŸŽŸ๐ŸŽซ๐ŸŽ–๐Ÿ†๐Ÿ…๐Ÿฅ‡๐Ÿฅˆ๐Ÿฅ‰โšฝ๏ธโšพ๏ธ๐ŸฅŽ๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ๐Ÿˆ๐Ÿ‰๐ŸŽพ๐Ÿฅ๐ŸŽณ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ’๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿ“๐Ÿธ๐ŸฅŠ๐Ÿฅ‹๐Ÿฅ…โ›ณ๏ธโ›ธ๏ธ๐ŸŽฃ๐Ÿคฟ๐ŸŽฝ๐ŸŽฟ๐Ÿ›ท๐ŸฅŒ๐ŸŽฏ๐Ÿช€๐Ÿช๐ŸŽฑ๐Ÿ”ฎ๐Ÿช„๐Ÿงฟ๐Ÿชฌ๐ŸŽฎ๐Ÿ•น๐ŸŽฐ๐ŸŽฒ๐Ÿงฉ๐Ÿงธ๐Ÿช…๐Ÿชฉ๐Ÿช†โ™ ๏ธโ™ฅ๏ธโ™ฆ๏ธโ™ฃ๏ธโ™Ÿ๏ธ๐Ÿƒ๐Ÿ€„๐ŸŽด๐ŸŽญ๐Ÿ–ผ๐ŸŽจ๐Ÿงต๐Ÿชก๐Ÿงถ๐Ÿชข๐Ÿ‘“๐Ÿ•ถ๐Ÿฅฝ๐Ÿฅผ๐Ÿฆบ๐Ÿ‘”๐Ÿ‘•๐Ÿ‘–๐Ÿงฃ๐Ÿงค๐Ÿงฅ๐Ÿงฆ๐Ÿ‘—๐Ÿ‘˜๐Ÿฅป๐Ÿฉฑ๐Ÿฉฒ๐Ÿฉณ๐Ÿ‘™๐Ÿ‘š๐Ÿชญ๐Ÿ‘›๐Ÿ‘œ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ›๐ŸŽ’๐Ÿฉด๐Ÿ‘ž๐Ÿ‘Ÿ๐Ÿฅพ๐Ÿฅฟ๐Ÿ‘ ๐Ÿ‘ก๐Ÿฉฐ๐Ÿ‘ข๐Ÿชฎ๐Ÿ‘‘๐Ÿ‘’๐ŸŽฉ๐ŸŽ“๐Ÿงข๐Ÿช–โ›‘๏ธ๐Ÿ“ฟ๐Ÿ’„๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ’Ž๐Ÿ”‡๐Ÿ”ˆ๐Ÿ”‰๐Ÿ”Š๐Ÿ“ข๐Ÿ“ฃ๐Ÿ“ฏ๐Ÿ””๐Ÿ”•๐ŸŽผ๐ŸŽต๐ŸŽถ๐ŸŽ™๐ŸŽš๐ŸŽ›๐ŸŽค๐ŸŽง๐Ÿ“ป๐ŸŽท๐Ÿช—๐ŸŽธ๐ŸŽน๐ŸŽบ๐ŸŽป๐Ÿช•๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿช˜๐Ÿช‡๐Ÿชˆ๐Ÿ“ฑ๐Ÿ“ฒโ˜Ž๏ธ๐Ÿ“ž๐Ÿ“Ÿ๐Ÿ“ ๐Ÿ”‹๐Ÿชซ๐Ÿ”Œ๐Ÿ’ป๐Ÿ–ฅ๐Ÿ–จโŒจ๏ธ๐Ÿ–ฑ๐Ÿ–ฒ๐Ÿ’ฝ๐Ÿ’พ๐Ÿ’ฟ๐Ÿ“€๐Ÿงฎ๐ŸŽฅ๐ŸŽž๐Ÿ“ฝ๐ŸŽฌ๐Ÿ“บ๐Ÿ“ท๐Ÿ“ธ๐Ÿ“น๐Ÿ“ผ๐Ÿ”๐Ÿ”Ž๐Ÿ•ฏ๐Ÿ’ก๐Ÿ”ฆ๐Ÿฎ๐Ÿช”๐Ÿ“”๐Ÿ“•๐Ÿ“–๐Ÿ“—๐Ÿ“˜๐Ÿ“™๐Ÿ“š๐Ÿ““๐Ÿ“’๐Ÿ“ƒ๐Ÿ“œ๐Ÿ“„๐Ÿ“ฐ๐Ÿ—ž๐Ÿ“‘๐Ÿ”–๐Ÿท๐Ÿ’ฐ๐Ÿช™๐Ÿ’ด๐Ÿ’ต๐Ÿ’ถ๐Ÿ’ท๐Ÿ’ธ๐Ÿ’ณ๐Ÿงพโœ‰๏ธ๐Ÿ“ง๐Ÿ“จ๐Ÿ“ฉ๐Ÿ“ค๐Ÿ“ฅ๐Ÿ“ฆ๐Ÿ“ซ๐Ÿ“ช๐Ÿ“ฌ๐Ÿ“ญ๐Ÿ“ฎ๐Ÿ—ณโœ๏ธโœ’๏ธ๐Ÿ–‹๐Ÿ–Š๐Ÿ–Œ๐Ÿ–๐Ÿ“๐Ÿ’ผ๐Ÿ“๐Ÿ“‚๐Ÿ—‚๐Ÿ“…๐Ÿ“†๐Ÿ—’๐Ÿ—“๐Ÿ“‡๐Ÿ“ˆ๐Ÿ“‰๐Ÿ“Š๐Ÿ“‹๐Ÿ“Œ๐Ÿ“๐Ÿ“Ž๐Ÿ–‡๐Ÿ“๐Ÿ“โœ‚๏ธ๐Ÿ—ƒ๐Ÿ—„๐Ÿ—‘๐Ÿ”’๐Ÿ”“๐Ÿ”๐Ÿ”๐Ÿ”‘๐Ÿ—๐Ÿ”จ๐Ÿช“โ›๏ธโš’๏ธ๐Ÿ› ๐Ÿ—กโš”๏ธ๐Ÿ”ซ๐Ÿชƒ๐Ÿน๐Ÿ›ก๐Ÿชš๐Ÿ”ง๐Ÿช›๐Ÿ”ฉโš™๏ธ๐Ÿ—œโš–๏ธ๐Ÿฆฏ๐Ÿ”—โ›“๏ธโ›“๏ธโ€๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿช๐Ÿงฐ๐Ÿงฒ๐Ÿชœโš—๏ธ๐Ÿงช๐Ÿงซ๐Ÿงฌ๐Ÿ”ฌ๐Ÿ”ญ๐Ÿ“ก๐Ÿ’‰๐Ÿฉธ๐Ÿ’Š๐Ÿฉน๐Ÿฉผ๐Ÿฉบ๐Ÿฉป๐Ÿšช๐Ÿ›—๐Ÿชž๐ŸชŸ๐Ÿ›๐Ÿ›‹๐Ÿช‘๐Ÿšฝ๐Ÿช ๐Ÿšฟ๐Ÿ›๐Ÿชค๐Ÿช’๐Ÿงด๐Ÿงท๐Ÿงน๐Ÿงบ๐Ÿงป๐Ÿชฃ๐Ÿงผ๐Ÿซง๐Ÿชฅ๐Ÿงฝ๐Ÿงฏ๐Ÿ›’๐Ÿšฌโšฐ๏ธ๐Ÿชฆโšฑ๏ธ๐Ÿ—ฟ๐Ÿชง๐Ÿชช๐Ÿง๐Ÿšฎ๐Ÿšฐโ™ฟ๏ธ๐Ÿšน๐Ÿšบ๐Ÿšป๐Ÿšผ๐Ÿšพ๐Ÿ›‚๐Ÿ›ƒ๐Ÿ›„๐Ÿ›…โš ๏ธ๐Ÿšธโ›”๏ธ๐Ÿšซ๐Ÿšณ๐Ÿšญ๐Ÿšฏ๐Ÿšฑ๐Ÿšท๐Ÿ“ต๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝโ˜ข๏ธโ˜ฃ๏ธโฌ†๏ธโ†—๏ธโžก๏ธโ†˜๏ธโฌ‡๏ธโ†™๏ธโฌ…๏ธโ†–๏ธโ†•๏ธโ†”๏ธโ†ฉ๏ธโ†ช๏ธโคด๏ธโคต๏ธ๐Ÿ”ƒ๐Ÿ”„๐Ÿ”™๐Ÿ”š๐Ÿ”›๐Ÿ”œ๐Ÿ”๐Ÿ›โš›๏ธ๐Ÿ•‰โœก๏ธโ˜ธ๏ธโ˜ฏ๏ธโœ๏ธโ˜ฆ๏ธโ˜ช๏ธโ˜ฎ๏ธ๐Ÿ•Ž๐Ÿ”ฏ๐Ÿชฏโ™ˆ๏ธโ™‰๏ธโ™Š๏ธโ™‹๏ธโ™Œ๏ธโ™๏ธโ™Ž๏ธโ™๏ธโ™๏ธโ™‘๏ธโ™’๏ธโ™“๏ธโ›Ž๏ธ๐Ÿ”€๐Ÿ”๐Ÿ”‚โ–ถ๏ธโฉ๏ธโญ๏ธโฏ๏ธโ—€๏ธโช๏ธโฎ๏ธ๐Ÿ”ผโซ๏ธ๐Ÿ”ฝโฌ๏ธโธ๏ธโน๏ธโบ๏ธโ๏ธ๐ŸŽฆ๐Ÿ”…๐Ÿ”†๐Ÿ“ถ๐Ÿ›œ๐Ÿ“ณ๐Ÿ“ดโ™€๏ธโ™‚๏ธโšง๏ธโœ–๏ธโž•๏ธโž–๏ธโž—๏ธ๐ŸŸฐโ™พ๏ธโ€ผ๏ธโ‰๏ธโ“๏ธโ”๏ธโ•๏ธโ—๏ธใ€ฐ๏ธ๐Ÿ’ฑ๐Ÿ’ฒโš•๏ธโ™ป๏ธโšœ๏ธ๐Ÿ”ฑ๐Ÿ“›๐Ÿ”ฐโญ•๏ธโœ…๏ธโ˜‘๏ธโœ”๏ธโŒ๏ธโŽ๏ธโžฐ๏ธโžฟ๏ธใ€ฝ๏ธโœณ๏ธโœด๏ธโ‡๏ธยฉ๏ธยฎ๏ธโ„ข๏ธ#๏ธโƒฃ*๏ธโƒฃ0๏ธโƒฃ1๏ธโƒฃ2๏ธโƒฃ3๏ธโƒฃ4๏ธโƒฃ5๏ธโƒฃ6๏ธโƒฃ7๏ธโƒฃ8๏ธโƒฃ9๏ธโƒฃ๐Ÿ”Ÿ๐Ÿ” ๐Ÿ”ก๐Ÿ”ข๐Ÿ”ฃ๐Ÿ”ค๐Ÿ…ฐ๏ธ๐Ÿ†Ž๏ธ๐Ÿ…ฑ๏ธ๐Ÿ†‘๏ธ๐Ÿ†’๏ธ๐Ÿ†“๏ธโ„น๏ธ๐Ÿ†”๏ธโ“‚๏ธ๐Ÿ†•๏ธ๐Ÿ†–๏ธ๐Ÿ…พ๏ธ๐Ÿ†—๏ธ๐Ÿ…ฟ๏ธ๐Ÿ†˜๏ธ๐Ÿ†™๏ธ๐Ÿ†š๏ธ๐Ÿˆ๏ธ๐Ÿˆ‚๏ธ๐Ÿˆท๏ธ๐Ÿˆถ๏ธ๐Ÿˆฏ๏ธ๐Ÿ‰๏ธ๐Ÿˆน๏ธ๐Ÿˆš๏ธ๐Ÿˆฒ๏ธ๐Ÿ‰‘๏ธ๐Ÿˆธ๏ธ๐Ÿˆด๏ธ๐Ÿˆณ๏ธใŠ—๏ธใŠ™๏ธ๐Ÿˆบ๏ธ๐Ÿˆต๏ธ๐Ÿ”ด๐ŸŸ ๐ŸŸก๐ŸŸข๐Ÿ”ต๐ŸŸฃ๐ŸŸคโšช๏ธโšซ๏ธ๐ŸŸฅ๐ŸŸง๐ŸŸจ๐ŸŸฉ๐ŸŸฆ๐ŸŸช๐ŸŸซโฌ›โฌœ๏ธโ—ผ๏ธโ—ป๏ธโ—พ๏ธโ—ฝ๏ธโ–ช๏ธโ–ซ๏ธ๐Ÿ”ถ๏ธ๐Ÿ”ท๏ธ๐Ÿ”ธ๏ธ๐Ÿ”น๏ธ๐Ÿ”บ๏ธ๐Ÿ”ป๐Ÿ’ ๐Ÿ”˜๐Ÿ”ฒ๐Ÿ”ณ๐Ÿ๐Ÿšฉ๐Ÿด๐Ÿณ๐Ÿณ๏ธโ€๐ŸŒˆ๐Ÿณ๏ธโ€โšง๏ธ๐Ÿดโ€โ˜ ๏ธ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ด๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ถ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ผ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฝ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฟ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฏ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ด๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ถ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ป๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ผ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡พ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฟ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ด๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ป๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ผ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฝ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡พ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฟ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ฏ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ด๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ฟ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ฏ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ด๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ถ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ผ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡พ๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฎ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Iโ€™ve had an absolute blast working together with @little-annie on this. When I read the first summary slide I knew I had to have it.. plants! So many plants! (And Steve & Eddie but.. ๐Ÿชด๐ŸŒต๐Ÿชป๐ŸŒฟ ๐Ÿ’• โœจ๐Ÿ˜†) This fic is so cute and sweet and fun and wonderful, please go check it out!
ao3 : Where the Flowers Bloom and the Songbirds Sing
For the @strangerthingsbigbang
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SWORDTEMBER DAY 17: WESTERN
Side Iron, of cold steel and smoking barrel โญ๏ธ๐ŸŒต Spurs jangled, and chainmail jostled. The two stopped their walking, twenty paces apart. Light caught on the gleaming platemail of the stranger, and the townsfolk shielded their eyes as the sun danced on the bright silver armour, leather tassels blowing in the wind. Across from him, the sheriff. Despite the tight slit in his helm of blacked steel and the low brim of his hat, you could still feel that manโ€™s gaze a million miles away. The shadows clung by his feet as the sun rose high in the sky, dust slow moving in the air, kicked up from their boots. The gentle tick of the town clock rattled a lonely melody, and the townsfolk held their breath. Less than a minute now. At the sheriff's side, that wicked thing that so many of them had come to fear. Gleaming blade of dark gunmetal, its barrel stained from smoke. The stranger caught the way these kind people glanced at that thing, at the man who held it, this man who was meant to keep them safe. If there was one thing the stranger didnโ€™t tolerate, it was bullies. Both their hands were ready now, fingers itching to end the other's life. The clock chimed - draw.
Why howdy hope yโ€™all have just a perfect day ๐Ÿ’•
Yesterdayโ€™s sword!
You can support me on Patreon for ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ1 and help me make stuff like this!
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Pumpkin ๐ŸŽƒ Mint ๐Ÿƒ
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PJ! ๐Ÿฅฐ
Idk that anything I do deserves fangirling, but ๐Ÿฅบ๐Ÿ’˜๐Ÿ’˜๐Ÿ’˜๐Ÿ’˜.
AND I'M ALWAYS DOWN FOR COOKIES. ๐Ÿคค๐Ÿช๐Ÿคค๐Ÿช๐Ÿคค๐Ÿช.
What color am I? ๐ŸŽจ
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Thank you!!! ๐Ÿ’•
Faking It (Part 2)
You can read the first part here: Faking It it wasn't a great first part in my opinion because I wrote it on my phone while falling asleep but a lot of you wanted more:
@gem1712 @sunshinextemptress94 @fairytale07 @cherry01 @daniizstyles @igave-so-manysigns
so here it is :)
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warnings: smut. a lot of it. good girl, praise kink, doggy, oral, 18+ only please.
โ€œWe donโ€™t have tโ€™do this right now,โ€ he offered. Maybe the conversation should have happened first.
โ€œScared you canโ€™t make me come?โ€ She asked delight dancing in her eyes.
He glared at her. โ€œDonโ€™t.โ€
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Harry was the only thing that was on her mind. She was lucky her autonomic nervous system oversaw things like breathing because if it required any thought, she was a goner. Harry was kissing her. Her best friend was nipping at her lips and asking for permission to let his tongue into her mouth without words. His hands were touching, caressing, and moving all over her sides. He pulled on her belt loops to get her hips closer to his, angling her so he fit snuggly between her thighs, and she could feel the hard bulge through both their clothing.
Fortunately, her autonomic nervous system also controlled her heart rate and prevented a full-blown cardiac episode. Although, she felt as if it was still close. Only Harry could mess up the automatic responses of her body with just a press of his hard length against her core. She moaned softly at the thought of it inside her.
โ€œSโ€™good,โ€ he murmured breaking his mouth away from her lips to press a kiss to just below her earlobe. โ€œGood girl,โ€ he cooed. โ€œKeep moaning. Gonna make yโ€™cum so hard,โ€ he promised.
The only brain cell that wasnโ€™t obsessed with Harry managed to squeak out her worry. โ€œUm... sometimes...itโ€™s hard for me tโ€™cum,โ€ she whispered. It should have been awkward to say that out loud. But this was Harry. Her Harry. If it was another guy, she would have blushed and felt worse but...Harry was kissing her skin and making her think of all the things she wished he would do to her so many times. Whenever he wore those sparkly vests that showed off all his muscles while he danced on stage... It was unfair that he was so hot. Now he was there, kissing her whole body, promising he was going to make her see stars.
โ€œOh?โ€ He mumbled into her throat as he kissed down over her collarbones, his fingers slipped under the hem of her shirt at the same time coaxing her out of the clothing. โ€œSo yโ€™better not fake it,โ€ he murmured reattaching his lips to her making her wonder why they never did this before. โ€œIf it takes all night, love,โ€ his voice was sultry, but she could hear the kindness of her best friend whispering a promise to her. Hiding in his practically pornographic whispers. โ€œNo faking it,โ€ he repeated. โ€œWanna feel yโ€™cum on my fingers...on m๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝtongue...on mโ€™cock,โ€ he was nearly whimpering into her skin.
Of course, she was flushed. โ€œCan... we go in the bedroom?โ€ She whispered.
Harry didnโ€™t give any vocal affirmation, but she was suddenly in the air, over his shoulder as if she weighed less than a bag of groceries. She giggled slightly and pinched his butt since it was right in front of her face. It sparked a low chuckle from him, and they were in his room. It smelled like the candle he got her for Christmas. The bed was made with the sheets he got her for her birthday. โ€œDonโ€™t know how long I wanted this, kitten,โ€ he promised as he deposited her on the bed so gently. No longer a bag of groceries but a delicate vase that needed to be wrapped in paper for storage.
Harryโ€™s muscles were going to break her mind. โ€œMe too,โ€ she whispered.
โ€œYeah?โ€ He paused his movements, which were undoing the button and zipper of her jeans and he looked at her with that face she adored so much. It was her best friend. The person she didnโ€™t feel embarrassed or weird around. He probably knew her every thought before she had it. Harry had a knack for knowing what she needed. โ€œDidnโ€™t know that.โ€
โ€œHow could I not?โ€ She asked. โ€œYouโ€™re...you,โ€ if it were anyone else it would mean Harry Styles. Boy band. Singer. Small time actor. Celebrity.
But on her lips...it wasnโ€™t. It was just Harry. The person she told everything and never hid from. The one that watched her throw up with the stomach bug and hold her while she sobbed over heartbreak so bad that she got snot all over his T-shirt and he didnโ€™t even care.
Harry already wanted to be inside her so very badly. He imagined it so many times while on tour buses and in hotel rooms. His hand fisted around his cock pretending it was her warm body imagining what she would feel like when she sent him voice memos of her singing to plants. He fell so hard for her just watching her wash dishes on FaceTime with him while he struggled to fall asleep in a hotel room that didnโ€™t feel like their cozy apartmentโ€”although the was sure it would if she were there with him. She told bad jokes like he did and always laughed at his. Even when she had already heard it. Her smile lit up the room.
The moment he saw her he didnโ€™t get butterflies. There was no symphony of classical music. Instead, his heart rate slowed. There was this glow around her. Like an aura of sunlight backlighting her figure. It was his best friend. The person he never felt like a celebrity around. It was just her and Harry when they were together. It should have been so obvious. This should have happened ages ago. But right now, he wanted to ask her all the thoughts he didnโ€™t know; she wanted this. Had wanted this for a while.
Maybe he should have stopped and asked her more. They would have all the time in the world. But he wanted to prove that he could make her cum and that no oneโ€”especially herโ€”would fake it with him. There would be time for questions later. Harry was certain that he could do it all with her. Everything.
Harryโ€™s lips were back on hers, his kiss languid now and she felt it vibrate through every cell in her body. Her toes tingled and she had her hands fisted into his hair and pulled him closer to her. His hands pulled her jeans down her thighs and off her legs. His fingers trailed slowly up her shin, and he hooked it over his hip as he dipped down to grind against her and just the pair of underwear separating her from his clothing.
โ€œYouโ€™ve never seen me naked,โ€ she reminded him as he tugged his shirt over his head.
โ€œUh...โ€ he chuckled sheepishly. โ€œMight have caught yโ€™leaving the shower a few times.โ€
She gaped at him. โ€œHarry!โ€
โ€œOh please, kitten,โ€ he rolled his eyes. โ€œKnow yโ€™saw me when mโ€™drunk.โ€ Her cheeks turned this beautiful shade of red and imagined the times Harry came stumbling in the apartment and almost immediately stripping in front of her. โ€œMmm...โ€ He unbuttoned his own jeans. โ€œSโ€™what I thought.โ€
โ€œI like what I saw,โ€ she admitted.
โ€œShould have told me,โ€ he murmured and dipped back down to kiss the length of her neck. โ€œI loved what I saw,โ€ he promised. โ€œTake your shirt off.โ€
She had no choice but to obey him. She tugged her bra with her shirt leaving her nearly totally bare in front of him. She watched his eyes roam over her. Again, she expected it to be uncomfortable, but it was as if it was the only thing that made any sense at all.
Harry was looking at her as if she was a sculpture in a museum. His gaze was heavy and warm. โ€œI donโ€™t want tโ€™stop looking at you,โ€ he murmured. โ€œYouโ€™re gorgeous, kitten.โ€
It felt like someone had set her on fire. His skin was warm against her body, and she tried to remind herself that this was her actual life. It wasnโ€™t one of her really good dreams. His boxers were thinโ€”so were her pantiesโ€”keeping very little between them. The last bits of fabric separating each other from where she wanted him most.
โ€œNo faking it.โ€
โ€œSomehow, I donโ€™t think itโ€™ll be a problem,โ€ she tilted her head back to give him more access to her collarbones. She wasnโ€™t one to have a display of love bites, but she wanted him to suck her skin purple and bruised with a reminder that he was really going to make her cum.
โ€œKitten,โ€ he pulled away from her. He pinned her hands beside her head, pushed himself to hover above her. His cross dangled from his chest. It felt like it was hypnotizing her.
But Harry looked at her... like... like he loved her. โ€œAny time yโ€™want to stop, you say it,โ€ he warned her. โ€œPromise me.โ€
The air in her lungs felt like it was choking her. โ€œPromise,โ€ she whispered.
โ€œDonโ€™t yโ€™dare fake it,โ€ he reminded her again and pushed to the side of her body to tug his boxers off. She tried not to stare but he was so long and firm. It was impossible not to look.
โ€œI canโ€™t,โ€ she spoke before she thought about what she was saying.
He smirked and looked down at her panties separating him from where he wanted to be most. โ€œDโ€™you have an attachment tโ€™these?โ€ He asked his finger dipping into the elastic of the half-lace, half-spandex fabric. She shook her head. โ€œGood,โ€ he murmured and ripped the hole he spotted in the lace when he pulled her pants down her legs earlier.
Oh, there was no way she would need to fake it.
โ€œGonna make yโ€™cum so hard, kitten,โ€ he promised bringing his mouth to the inside of her thigh and pressing wet, warm kisses on her soft skin. He was losing his mind being so close to where he wanted to be most. โ€œWhereโ€™s yโ€™cactus?โ€ He asked teasingly.
She was gone. Harryโ€™s breath was so close to the apex of her thighs. She was aching. He ripped her underwear off. His question didnโ€™t even register in her clouded mind. She arched toward him wanting his mouth between her legs more than she ever wanted anything.
โ€œKitten,โ€ he hummed his nose brushing against her sensitive thighs. She wanted to close her legs around his head. โ€œAsked yโ€™something.โ€
โ€œWhat?โ€ She asked.
He chuckled, his breath torturing her body in ways she never imagined. โ€œCactus.โ€
โ€œNo...โ€ she shook her head. โ€œPlease no,โ€ she whimpered. She didnโ€™t want that. She wanted Harry. Wanted his lips on her and his cock inside her. She wanted him and only him.
โ€œJust in case, love,โ€ he promised. โ€œGonna take care of you, promise,โ€ he kissed the inside of her legs. โ€œMmm...โ€ he sighed. โ€œPlease, kitten,โ€ he begged.
โ€œFucking hell,โ€ she whispered and reached blindly behind her pillows and pulled the vibrator from the pillowcase and tossed it beside them on the empty space of her bed.
โ€œGod, youโ€™re beautiful,โ€ he moaned and pressed his lips to her dripping hole.
She gasped and arched immediately into his face, and he gripped the outside of her hips so hard they would certainly bruise. He was sinfully good at it. It felt like he knew exactly what he was doing. How on earth could he write a song about someone faking it? She was going to cum in seconds. His tongue dipped perfectly between her folds and pressed into spaces she didnโ€™t know could feel so good. He slipped further up and flicked his tongue against her clit so expertly it felt like his mouth belonged between her legs.
โ€œFeel like yโ€™part of mโ€™body,โ€ he murmured into her thigh while he took a moment to breathe. The cool air made her spin as well as the words that came from his lips. She grabbed fistfuls of his curls and tugged him back to her center. โ€œYโ€™like that, kitten?โ€ He asked against her sensitive skin.
โ€œYes,โ€ she whimpered. She couldnโ€™t even give into the teasing in his voice. She couldnโ€™t manage any sort of flirting. All she wanted was his mouth to lick her until she couldnโ€™t move.
โ€œGood girl,โ€ he whispered as he sucked her clit between his lips so he could focus his tongueโ€™s attention on the little bundle that would drive her mad. She keened and whimpered tugging on his hair. Her heels dug into his back as she tried to get him closer to her even though it was impossible. He couldnโ€™t get closer. โ€œYโ€™taste like heaven, kitten,โ€ he murmured. He felt drunk on her. He would stay there forever. Even with the feeling of how hard he was had him rutting against her comforter. It was worth it. Just to smell her, taste her, kiss her most sensitive skin and lick every part of her that deserved the utmost attention. โ€œSโ€™good, baby,โ€ he cooed. โ€œGood girl,โ€ he repeated as she pulled his hair harder. โ€œKeep doing that,โ€ he murmured. โ€œGood girl.โ€
โ€œHarry,โ€ she whimpered.
โ€œSโ€™good, good,โ€ he praised.
Holy shit. She could feel the heat spreading all through her body. She was going to explode, and she felt like she wouldnโ€™t be able to stop if she didnโ€™t do something right now. โ€œStop, stop, stop,โ€ she begged, her voice breathy as she released his curls and removed her legs from their vice around his body.
Harry ripped from her immediately, alarm and worry painting his features. โ€œWhat, sโ€™wrong, kitten?โ€ He asked. Her best friend was back. The person that worried about her when she fell asleep with a candle burning. The only one who seemed to care that she made it home safely when it was raining, and he wasnโ€™t even in the same country as her.
Her breath came in pants, and she felt so utterly fucked out already she was so screwed when he was finally inside her. โ€œWant you inside me,โ€ she whispered her cheeks blushing with the request.
Relief replaced the terrified expression on his face. He even smiled so beautifully, like she was the most amazing thing he had ever had the pleasure of gazing at for any period of time. He thought she was regretting it. Hated it. Wanted nothing to do with him. The idea of losing his best friend was unbearable. This was manageable.
โ€œWhatever yโ€™want, kitten,โ€ he promised. โ€œCondom?โ€ He asked. She tilted her head toward the nightstand.
โ€œUh...โ€ she took a deep breath. โ€œI havenโ€™t had sex in a while.โ€
โ€œHow long is a while?โ€ He asked.
โ€œUh...โ€ she swallowed. โ€œLike... a year?โ€
He paused his blindly felt search into her nightstand drawer looking for a foil square. โ€œA year?โ€ He asked in surprise.
She nodded. โ€œI was kind of swearing off guys...till you came to your senses,โ€ she was joking but Harry could see the worry the hurt in her eyes because this was his best friend.
He knew her last relationship fucked with her head a lot. He didnโ€™t know it meant she had spent the last year fucking her fingers and toys because of it. โ€œMe?โ€ He mumbled.
โ€œSโ€™always been you,โ€ she shrugged looking away from him. He knew that look. It was the feeling of inadequacy she got whenever she struggled with wanting to be the best in her class, her job, as a daughter, and a friend...a girlfriend. โ€œYouโ€™re just...never here.โ€
This was suddenly not just about making her come so hard she would make her voice hoarse from moaning his name. This was to assure her that he adored her. Every single part of her. This was safe. This was okay because it was them. โ€œKitten,โ€ he whispered. โ€œYouโ€™re mโ€™favorite person in the world.โ€
She nodded, feeling stupid to bring this up now. After he nearly had her in shambles from just his tongue. She didnโ€™t look at him and Harry brought his hand to her face and turned her to look at him. His beautiful eyes. His perfect pink lips. The way he smelled like home.
โ€œKitten,โ€ he leaned down to press his lips on her forehead. โ€œYโ€™should have said something. Only an idiot would give yโ€™up.โ€
โ€œBut youโ€™re...โ€ she closed her eyes and took a deep breath. โ€œI know youโ€™re my Harry... but you are someone... someone important,โ€ she whispered. โ€œIโ€™m just...โ€
โ€œNo,โ€ he interrupted. โ€œNo, love. You are the most important person I know.โ€
Looking up at him through her lashes had his heart skipping a beat. He smiled kindly at her. โ€œWe donโ€™t have tโ€™do this right now,โ€ he offered. Maybe the conversation should have happened first.
โ€œScared you canโ€™t make me come?โ€ She asked delight dancing in her eyes.
He glared at her. โ€œDonโ€™t.โ€
โ€œNo...mโ€™good. Also, if you donโ€™t make me come...after all that, I might cry.โ€
โ€œWell...โ€ he ripped the wrapper open with his teeth and slid the rubber over his shaft. โ€œDefinitely donโ€™t want that,โ€ he smirked. โ€œWhatโ€™s your favorite position, kitten?โ€ He asked pumping his hand gently over his length along with the condom. At the same time he brought his hand down to her center lightly rubbing his index finger over her clit.
She felt embarrassment flood her body. โ€œUm...โ€
โ€œNo faking, Iโ€™ll know,โ€ he promised dipping his finger lower between her folds. As if this was normal. A conversation that two best friends had all the time while they looked at each other naked. She closed her eyes and pushed herself over until she was on all fours. Harry moaned. โ€œBeautiful,โ€ he leaned forward and pressed a kiss to her fleshy backside before he lined himself up behind her. โ€œSay if it hurts, angel,โ€ he mumbled. She felt the tip of him enter her, but it didnโ€™t seem to matter that she was dripping with desire for him. He felt enormous as he slowly slid in. He was patient and slow and paused periodically until his torso pressed snuggly against her pretty bum. She moaned low and arched so her hands gripped the top of the mattress below the pillows, her face smushed against the comforter. He tilted his head back and moaned in response, the condom doing very little to prevent him from feeling like exploding inside her just from entering her. โ€œOh, sโ€™good, angel. Good girl. Taking me so well,โ€ he crooned. She felt like his voice was going to send her into a spiral. It never felt like this. It felt like she was meant to have Harry inside her. โ€œSโ€™that good, baby?โ€ He asked hands gripping the outside of her hips. โ€œYโ€™feel like heaven, love,โ€ he moaned. โ€œThink mโ€™gonna last two seconds when I start moving.โ€
She managed a light laughter, but it felt so good to be wrapped around him. His fingers digging into her skin made her feel so...good. โ€œYou can move,โ€ she told him.
โ€œYeah?โ€ He croaked feeling so heavenly already. She dropped her chest to the mattress and Harry thought the curve of her spine dipping was so fucking gorgeous he practically wanted to cry. โ€œYโ€™sure?โ€
โ€œPlease.โ€
He didnโ€™t need to be asked twice. Slowly he pulled himself out till just the tip of his cock was in her warm, wet pussy and then slid back in a little faster. She moaned and Harry felt her clench around him at the same time. โ€œOh,โ€ he groaned his hand sliding down the length of her spine and gripping a handful of her bum. โ€œCareful, kitten,โ€ he whispered.
She was backing herself up to him as he pressed forward creating this heavenly feel that made every part of her shake with desire for him. โ€œNo faking,โ€ he murmured.
โ€œNo faking,โ€ she repeated breathlessly.
โ€œGood girl,โ€ he cooed rubbing her sides as he snapped his hips toward her and enjoying the view of her naked skin before him. He smacked the side of her bum not quite hard, but not quite gentle. She whimpered and clenched again making Harry gasp out. โ€œOh good girl,โ€ he grunted his voice hoarse with desire. โ€œSโ€™good. Do that again,โ€ he spanked her with the same force again. โ€œSโ€™a good girl.โ€
โ€œHarry,โ€ she could feel the knot in her stomach unraveling. She moaned into the mattress, her heart rate skyrocketing. โ€œIโ€™mโ€”โ€
โ€œGood, good girl,โ€ he praised. โ€œCum. Cum all over me, good girl,โ€ he whispered. Leaning forward to reach around her hip and pressed on the bundle of nerves to set her over the edge.
โ€œOh, yes,โ€ she whispered breathlessly her body slumping forward as Harry felt the waves of pleasure cause her to flutter around him making his mind spin while he tried to focus on riding out her orgasm so she felt it for as long as she could. She was twitching and whimpering as the waves subsided and Harry kept pumping into her.
โ€œGood girl. Right there, kitten,โ€ he whispered. โ€œMโ€™right there,โ€ he promised croaking out the words thickly as he finally spilled into the condom with three final deep pumps. He pulled himself out causing a hiss to escape his lips. Her hips slumped down to the mattress and Harry twisted off and tossed the condom into the trash by her bedside.
He turned her over to her back so he could gaze at her lovingly. It made her stomach twist. โ€œNo faking?โ€ He asked cupping her face as she took deep breaths. The smile on his lips made her crazy with adoration for him.
โ€œYeah,โ€ she smirked. โ€œFaked the whole thing.โ€
He chuckled. โ€œWant your cactus?โ€ He smirked.
She shook her head and pressed her face against his chest as she brought her hand to his face and kissed him softly on the lips. โ€œMโ€™good,โ€ she promised.
โ€œGood.โ€
โ€œYou didnโ€™t fake it, did you?โ€ She asked.
โ€œOh kitten. Sโ€™no way,โ€ he kissed the top of her head. โ€œSโ€™all you. Always been you.โ€
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A moodboard for Etho from the Life Series and some Hermitcraft, with fluffy snow and themes of protecting loved ones
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โ›“๏ธABOUT ME & RULES โ›“๏ธ
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๐Ÿฉธ25 years old
๐ŸฉธStraight
๐ŸฉธDominant
๐ŸฉธI'm single
*not looking for a partner or permanent submissive at the moment- just here to express myself, enjoy some play, and make some friends along the way that enjoy the dark things I do.
๐ŸฉธI'm 6'3 - seems to be important to you little ones out there lol
Follow my twitter little ones. @faceless_soul1
Some personal interest (yes we can talk about more than just kink and dirty topics) :
Cars, nature, football and baseball, anime, My PC aka gaming, Smoking
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โ›“๏ธInteractionโ›“๏ธ
Asks/DMs/ submissions are open.
Be respectful and l'll do the same.
Iโ€™ll always respond to DMโ€™s, just be patient.
๐Ÿฉธ[If you send pics in subs please know it's for my eyes only and will not be posted unless you want me to. If you would like to be reposted on my blog, submit which post youโ€™d like reposted.]๐Ÿฉธ
Do not call me Daddy. Being referred to as Daddy is a very special and intimate thing for me and is reserved for when I'm comfortable.
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๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ๐Ÿ‡๐Ÿช…๐ŸŒ™๐Ÿ‘ธโ˜€๏ธ๐Ÿฅ€โœจ๐Ÿงšโ€โ™€๏ธโฃ๏ธ๐Ÿ’Œ๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿฆญ๐Ÿˆโ€โฌ›๐Ÿถ๐ŸฆŒ๐Ÿงธ๐Ÿชฝ๐Ÿ˜‡๐Ÿ•ท๏ธ๐Ÿœ๐Ÿ›๐Ÿ‘ฝ๐Ÿฐ๐ŸŒธ๐Ÿ’๐Ÿฆโ€โฌ›๐Ÿ๐Ÿ•Š๏ธ๐Ÿค๐Ÿซ€๐Ÿ„๐Ÿ๐Ÿž๐Ÿฆ–๐ŸฆŠ๐Ÿ–ค๐Ÿฆข๐Ÿฆด๐Ÿฅง๐ŸŒป๐Ÿ’›๐Ÿ’œ๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿก๐Ÿฆ„โ™ฆ๏ธโ˜ช๏ธ๐Ÿ—ก๏ธ๐Ÿ•ธ๏ธ๐Ÿฉท๐Ÿ”ช๐Ÿฏ๐Ÿ”ฎ๐Ÿซง๐Ÿญ๐Ÿฉธ๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ’•โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿ’Ÿ:)๐ŸŒผ๐Ÿช๐Ÿฆ‹๐Ÿชก๐Ÿ•ฏ๏ธ๐Ÿคฉ๐Ÿชถโ™‹๏ธ๐Ÿฆ†๐Ÿฆฉ๐Ÿ’Ž๐ŸŽ€๐Ÿ“๐ŸŽ๐ŸŒต๐Ÿ๐Ÿต๏ธ๐Ÿš๐ŸŽฎ๐Ÿ‘ป๐ŸฅบN๐Ÿง๐Ÿ˜ˆ๐Ÿ’€๐Ÿป๐Ÿ€๐Ÿชผ๐Ÿฅฅ๐Ÿ ๐Ÿ”–๐Ÿซฆ๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ“š๐Ÿฆ‚๐ŸŒ๐Ÿชฒ๐Ÿฆ”๐Ÿ‘‘๐Ÿชท๐Ÿ‘๐ŸŒบ๐ŸŒ’๐Ÿ‘พ๐ŸŽƒ๐Ÿง‹๐Ÿงƒ๐Ÿ˜โœ’๏ธโญ๏ธ๐Ÿงก๐Ÿคกโ™ฆ๏ธ๐Ÿฆ‡๐Ÿˆ๐Ÿฐ๐Ÿฌโ™๏ธ๐Ÿฆˆ๐Ÿงผ๐ŸŒฑ๐Ÿ“–๐Ÿบ๐Ÿฏ๐Ÿ—๏ธ๐Ÿ’
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||โš ๏ธOf This Is Strictly Fantasy, Expression, And Play Between CONSENTING Adults !!โš ๏ธ||
If you canโ€™t respect me or my boundaries do not interact with me.
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โ›“๏ธMy Kinks & Likesโ›“๏ธ
๐Ÿฉธdom/sub dynamics
๐Ÿฉธbondage
๐Ÿฉธanal
๐Ÿฉธpraise
๐Ÿฉธdegradation edging
๐Ÿฉธorgasm denial
๐Ÿฉธoverstimulation
๐Ÿฉธsomno
๐Ÿฉธbreeding (w/o pregnancy)
๐Ÿฉธcnc
๐Ÿฉธchoking
๐Ÿฉธspanking, slapping and other impact play
๐Ÿฉธpet play
๐Ÿฉธsize difference
And more
Limits- race play, pregnancy, feederism, scat
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๐“ŽŸโ€  TRANSiD Cโ—‡DES โ€ ๐“ŽŸ
โ˜‚๏ธ , ๐Ÿฅ , ๐Ÿ” , ๐Ÿ”€ ~ TRANSiD ( GENERAL ) .
๐ŸŒ , โ˜๏ธ , ๐Ÿ”ณ ~ TRACE .
๐Ÿ’ฑ , ๐Ÿงณ ~ TRANSNATiโ™กNALiTY .
๐Ÿ“ , โœˆ๏ธŽ ~ TRANSLโ™กCATiON
๐ŸŒ… ~ TRETHNiC / TRANSETHNiC .
๐Ÿฅ‚ , ๐Ÿฎ ~ TRANSCULTURE / TRANSCULTURAL .
๐Ÿฆฏ , ๐Ÿฆฟ , ๐Ÿฆฝ ~ TRANSABLED .
๐Ÿ’ซ , ๐Ÿพ , โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿฉน , ๐Ÿฆš ~ TRANSSPECiE .
๐Ÿงฌ , ๐Ÿฉป ~ TRANSBโ™กDY .
๐Ÿ“ , ๐Ÿง , ๐Ÿงโ€โ™€๏ธ ,๐Ÿงโ€โ™‚๏ธ ~ TRANSHEiGHT .
โš–๏ธ ~ TRANSWEiGHT .
๐Ÿ› , ๐ŸŒ™ ~ TRANSFAiTH / TRANSRELiGiโ™กUS .
๐Ÿฉธ , ๐ŸŽ ~ TRANSAMiA / TRANSBLโ™กโ™กD .
โฐ , ๐Ÿญ ~ TRANSAGE .
๐ŸŒฑ , ๐Ÿญ ~ OTY ( โ™กLDER TO Yโ™กUNGER ) .
๐ŸŒพ , ๐Ÿญ ~ YTO ( Yโ™กUNGER TO โ™กLDER ) .
โ›… , ๐Ÿญ ~ AGEFLUiD / AGEFLUX .
โž• , ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿง’ ~ TRANSPLURAL .
๐ŸŒ , ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿง’ ~ TRANSTRAUMAGENiC .
๐Ÿš , ๐Ÿงผ , ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿง’ ~ TRANSENDโ™กGENiC .
๐Ÿง  , โซ ~ TRANSSEVERiTY .
โ™พ๏ธ , ๐Ÿ”„ ~ TRANSAUTiSTiC .
๐Ÿฆ‹ , ๐Ÿซง ~ TRANSADHD .
๐Ÿ“ผ , ๐Ÿฆ‹ ~ TRANSSYMPTADHD .
๐ŸŽญ , ๐Ÿ’ข ~ TRANSBPD .
๐Ÿ”‡ ~ TRANSMUTE / TRANSMUET .
ใ€ฐ๏ธ , ๐Ÿ”‡ ~ TRANSMUTEFLUX .
๐Ÿ”• , ๐Ÿ‘‚ , ๐Ÿฆป ~ DEAFTRiC / TRANSDEAF .
๐Ÿ›ก๏ธ , ๐Ÿ—ฏ , ๐Ÿ’ญ , ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿง’ ~ TRANSDiD .
๐Ÿ–‡๏ธ , ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿง’ ~ TRANSโ™กSDD .
๐Ÿฅข , ๐Ÿฆฏ , ๐Ÿš ~ CANEiAN .
๐Ÿ”ฆ , ๐ŸŽ— , ๐ŸŒฉ ~ TRANSEPiLEPSY .
๐Ÿ“ฆ , ๐Ÿฑ ~ TRANSiTEM .
๐ŸŒ‘ , ๐ŸŽ— , ๐ŸŒ™ , ๐Ÿ’จ ~ TRANSADDiCT / DiADDiCT .
๐ŸŽ  , ๐ŸŒˆ , ๐Ÿณ๏ธโ€๐ŸŒˆ ~ TRANSโ™กRiENTATiโ™กN .
๐Ÿ’ฅ , โ˜€๏ธ , ๐Ÿฆธโ€โ™‚๏ธ , ๐Ÿฆธโ€โ™€๏ธ ~ TRANSUPERPโ™กWER .
โšก , ๐ŸŒ™ , ๐ŸŒ‘ , ๐Ÿช ~ TRANSZโ™กDiAC .
๐Ÿ’ญ , ๐Ÿ’ก , ๐ŸŒ ~ TRANSPHANTASiA .
๐Ÿ’ฝ , ๐Ÿ’ฟ ~ TRANSTHYMESiA .
โ˜ฏ , ๐ŸŽ‘ , ๐ŸŒ‰ ~ TRANSโ™กPiNiโ™กN .
๐Ÿ˜ˆ , ๐Ÿ“ฃ , ๐Ÿ’ข ~ TRANSHATE / TRANSHATEFUL .
๐Ÿ’” , ๐Ÿ’ข ~ TRANSHARM / TRANSHARMFUL .
๐Ÿ˜ , ๐Ÿฅš ~ REPUBLiX .
๐ŸŽ , ๐Ÿ—ณ๏ธ ~ TRANSDEMโ™กCRAT .
๐Ÿ”ฑ , โšœ๏ธ ~ TRANSiNTRโ™กJECT .
๐Ÿ•ฐ๏ธโฐ , ๐Ÿฅฃโฐ ~ TRANSiAN .
โฐ๏ธ3๏ธโƒฃ ~ TRiAGE .
๐Ÿฆ โชโŒ› ~ PANDEMAGE .
๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ฝ๐Ÿ’ฏโž• ~ HYPERMEXiCAN .
โ˜„๏ธ๐ŸŒ , โ˜„๏ธโ˜๏ธ ~ XENโ™กRACiAL .
๐Ÿ–Œ๏ธ๐Ÿงณ , ๐Ÿ–Œ๏ธ๐Ÿ’ฑ ~ XENONATiโ™กNALiTY .
โ˜„๏ธ๐Ÿฅ‚ , ๐Ÿ–Œ๏ธ๐Ÿฎ ~ XENโ™กCULTURE .
๐Ÿ”ฐ๐ŸŒผ , โ™ฟ๏ธ๐Ÿ’ , ๐ŸŒธ๐Ÿ’• ~ TRANSNEUAJU .
โšก๏ธ๐Ÿฆ‹ , โšก๏ธ๐Ÿ“ผ ~ TRANSHYPERFiXiATiโ™กN .
๐Ÿ’บ๐ŸŽˆ ~ TRANSQUADRi / TRANSQUADRiPLEGiC .
๐Ÿซ€โช๐ŸŒ ~ TRANSBRADiCARDiA / TRANSLโ™กWHEARTBEAT .
๐ŸŽ€๐Ÿ’Ž๐Ÿงฌ ~ TRANSTRiNANโ™กPiA .
๐Ÿ’คโญ๏ธ ~ TRANSNARCโ™กLEPSY .
๐ŸŒก๏ธ๐Ÿฉธ , ๐Ÿ“๐ŸฅŠ , ๐ŸŽญ๐Ÿ“Œ ~ PERMAPAiN .
๐Ÿฆ 5๏ธโƒฃ๐Ÿฑ ~ TRANSFiV .
๐Ÿ”๐Ÿ•– ~ TRANSYEAR .
๐Ÿ—ฃ๏ธ๐Ÿ’ฌ๐Ÿ“Š ~ TRANSTโ™กNE .
๐Ÿ”๐Ÿ”Š , ๐Ÿ”๐Ÿ’ฌ ~ TRANSVโ™กiCE / ALTVโ™กiCE .
๐Ÿ”๐Ÿณ๐Ÿ”Š , ๐Ÿณ๐Ÿ’ฌ ~ TRANSACCENT .
๐Ÿ”ข๐Ÿ”Š , ๐Ÿ”ข๐Ÿ’ฌ ~ POLYACCENT .
๐Ÿ”ข๐Ÿณใ€ฐ๏ธ๐Ÿ”Š , ๐Ÿ”ขใ€ฐ๏ธ๐Ÿ’ฌ ~ ACCENTFLUX .
๐ŸŒ€ , ๐Ÿ’ฌ๐Ÿ“โž• ~ TRANSLiNGUAL .
๐Ÿ”๐Ÿ“ฑ๐Ÿ”Š ~ TRANSAACUSE / TRANSACC .
๐Ÿฆ‡๐Ÿ‘ค , ๐Ÿฆท๐Ÿฆ‡ , ๐ŸŒฑ๐Ÿ‘ค ~ DENTESBโ™กDiC .
๐ŸฆŽ๐Ÿ‘ค , ๐ŸŠ๐Ÿฆ• , ๐ŸŒต๐Ÿ‘ค ~ SPiCiSBโ™กDiC .
๐Ÿ–๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ค , ๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ“ , ๐Ÿ‚๐Ÿ‘ค ~ UNGUiBโ™กDiC .
๐Ÿ˜ˆ๐Ÿ‘ค , ๐Ÿฆ„๐Ÿฆ , ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ‘ค ~ RAMUSBโ™กDiC .
๐Ÿ•Š๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ค , ๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿฆ‡ , ๐Ÿƒ๐Ÿ‘ค ~ ALiSBโ™กDiC .
๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ‘ค , ๐Ÿถ๐Ÿฑ , ๐ŸŒณ๐Ÿ‘ค ~ MANUSBโ™กDiC .
โ˜”๐Ÿšฐ๐Ÿ’ฆ ~ TRANSRAiNWET .
๐Ÿ”๐Ÿ’—๐Ÿ‘๏ธ ~ TRANSLโ™กVERPUPiLS .
๐Ÿ‘๏ธ๐ŸŒˆ๐Ÿงฉ ~ TRANSCโ™กLโ™กREDEYES .
๐Ÿ’›๐Ÿ’œ๐Ÿค ~ TRANSiNTERSEX .
๐Ÿฉต๐Ÿฉท๐Ÿค๐Ÿฉท๐Ÿฉต ~ TRANSTRANS .
๐Ÿ’œ๐Ÿ–ค๐Ÿ’›๐Ÿค ~ TRANSENBY .
๐Ÿ•ฏ๏ธ๐Ÿƒ ~ TRANSCENT .
๐Ÿ•ฏ๏ธ๐ŸŒŠ ~ FLUiDSCENT / SCENTiANFLUiD .
โ™Ÿ๏ธ๐Ÿ”„ ~ TRANSCLUB .
๐Ÿ’š๐Ÿฉทโšฐ๏ธ๐ŸŒŽ ~ TCOAALiXURE .
โœจ ~ TRANSCURE .
๐Ÿฅ‡โญ๏ธ ~ TRANS / PERMAFiRSTPLACE .
๐Ÿฅˆโญ๏ธ ~ TRANS / PERMASECโ™กNDPLACE .
๐Ÿฅ‰โญ๏ธ ~ TRANS / PERMATHiRDPLACE .
๐ŸŸฉโ˜€๏ธ ~ PERMAPARTiCiPACiโ™กN .
๐Ÿ’ค๐Ÿ›๐ŸŒ™ ~ TRANSDiURNAL .
๐Ÿ’ค๐Ÿ›โ˜€๏ธ ~ TRANSNโ™กCTURNAL .
โฌ†๏ธโšง๏ธ ~ TRANSMโ™กREDYSPHโ™กRiA .
โฌ‡๏ธโšง๏ธ ~ TRANSLESSDYSPHโ™กRiA .
๐Ÿ”†โœ–๏ธ , ๐Ÿชปโœ–๏ธ , ๐Ÿ’›โœ–๏ธ , ๐Ÿ’œโœ–๏ธ ~ TRANSGENDERDYSPHโ™กRIA .
๐Ÿ”€๐Ÿงƒ๐Ÿญ ~ TRANSCHiLDHโ™กโ™กD .
๐Ÿ“–๐ŸŒŸ ~ TRANSFiCTiโ™กNAL .
โ™พ๏ธ๐ŸŽญ ~ PERMAMASK .
๐Ÿฆ‡๐Ÿชฆ ~ TRANSVAMPiRE .
๐Ÿ–คโšฐ๏ธ ~ TRANSDEAD .
๐Ÿงช๐Ÿ•’ ~ TRANSRADiUMPโ™กiSโ™กNiNG .
๐Ÿฆ โ˜ข๏ธ ~ TRANSEXPERiMENT .
๐Ÿฆพ๐ŸŒˆ ~ TRANSPRโ™กSTHETiC .
โ™พ๏ธ๐Ÿ’ข ~ PERMABRUiSE .
๐Ÿ”€โญ•๏ธ ~ TRANSโ™กBJECTUM / TRANSโ™กSโ™กR .
๐Ÿ‘จโค๏ธ๐Ÿ’‹๐Ÿ‘จ ~ TRANSFUJโ™ก .
๐Ÿ‘ฉโค๏ธ๐Ÿ’‹๐Ÿ‘ฉ ~ TRANSHiMEJโ™ก .
๐Ÿชป๐ŸŒŽ ~ TRANSPEACEFUL .
๐Ÿชท๐ŸŒŽ ~ TRANSHARMLESS .
๐ŸŒฑ๐Ÿชท๐ŸŒŽ ~ TRANSGREENTHUMB .
๐Ÿ’‰๐Ÿ’ข ~ TRANSANTiVAX .
๐Ÿ”ƒ๐Ÿ”— ~ TRANSCRiMiNAL .
๐Ÿ”ช , ๐Ÿ”ƒ๐Ÿ—ก , ๐Ÿ”ƒ๐Ÿ”ซ ~ TRANSKiLLER / TRANSMURDERER .
๐Ÿ’œฯŸฯŸ , ๐Ÿ’œ๐Ÿž ~ TRANSN#4Zi .
๐Ÿ’™ฯŸฯŸ , ๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿž ~ TRANSNEโ™กN#4Zi .
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@chronically-ghosted Dearest Taylor Iโ€™m tempted to write you a full thesis level paper of how much this means to me and how much your words are so incredibly dear to me but even then I donโ€™t think that would do you justice
Thank youโ€ฆ so so much from the bottom of my little gremlin heart for reading and for enjoying this wacky sweet journey and our rascal Dieter ๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿ’˜๐Ÿ’—๐Ÿ’“
I was so nervous about writing not just for Dieter but a not so usual idea like this and knowing it found your way to you and you enjoyed it is the most precious gift!!!!
Iโ€™m tempted to start calling you ghostie now HEEHEEHEEHEE ๐Ÿ‘€
But truly oh my goodness thank you again Taylor Iโ€™m so grateful for you and appreciate you times a million ๐Ÿ’
Go Play Your Video Games
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Summary: As a small time gaming streamer, you like your little cozy corner online. But when a subscriber donates a couple of thousand during a charity stream, he swears itโ€™s because heโ€™s an actor. You know the rule about never truly trusting anything on the internet. So thereโ€™s no way an actual actor can be watching you stream, right?
Pairing: Dieter Bravo x YouTuber!Reader
Word Count: 11.4K
Rating: M (18+ only)
Warnings: slight phone sex and allusions to sex, drug mentions, if there is anything Iโ€™ve missed please let me know (also sorry no beta reader we embrace the chaos the way dieter would)
A/N: Ok so, reader has a YouTube channel name and nickname but I promise it connects to the story so I just wanted to give that heads up! Second there are game references but nothing extreme or that you need to know for reading this. Third yes the title is based off the song โ€˜video gamesโ€™ but i highly recommend Trixie Mattelโ€™s cover of it! Fourth and final this is for @skeletoncowboys and @lowlights - my two lovely angels I truly canโ€™t thank you both enoughโ€ฆ this would not be here without yโ€™all, you two are my guiding stars
and to you reading this, thank you ๐Ÿ’œ
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Dieter is worried as balls heโ€™s going to be late.
His manager has been talking for so long now that the dude sounds like a parent from a Charlie Brown special, just mumbling muffled crap that Dieter hasnโ€™t even been listening to since fifteen minutes ago.
โ€œDieter. Dieter, man are you even paying attention?โ€ His manager snaps and Dieter waves half heartedly at him.
โ€œNo.โ€ He answers truthfully while his eyes stay focus on the other side of his laptop screen where the YouTube page is opened. Fuck heโ€™s thankful the screen hasnโ€™t changed. His eyes even stopped trying to flicker between the zoom meeting and the YouTube window. Now he just flat out patiently stares at the load screen buffering.ย 
โ€œYou know what, fine. Weโ€™ll just figure this out tomorrow.โ€ His poor manager sighs giving up.
โ€œYeah I know. I said earlier we should have discussed this tomorrow but whatever, okay bye!โ€ Dieter cries happily and immediately clicks out of the zoom meeting to maximize the other window. The screen however suddenly freezes in the process.ย 
โ€œGod damnit shitty hotel wifi!โ€ Dieter screams horrified, scary movie worthy.ย 
Itโ€™s just a snag of a moment but it is costing him time. He now scrambles to try and do something, anything, to bring the screen to life.
Because heโ€™s been waiting for this moment.ย 
A face reveal. Your face reveal.ย 
You normally did all your โ€˜letโ€™s playโ€™ game streams faceless. You mentioned how you wanted everyone to focus on the game while also admitting that you felt a bit self conscious about showing your face.ย 
But then the charity stream collab came.ย 
โ€œIf you guys donate and we make it past one thousand dollars Iโ€™ll do it. Iโ€™ll do a face reveal stream. And who knows, maybe Iโ€™ll do a few more if we reach anything past our goal.โ€
You announced that during the stream a few weeks ago while your character ran around the Simโ€™s.ย 
Dieter did not hesitate. He donated the entire thousand himself and added two extra thousand dollars just in case. He even recorded the moment it happened because it was so damn cute. You were so damn cute.ย 
On stream when you suddenly saw the amount you cough out whatever you were taking a sip from. It made him laugh.
โ€œOkay DB Blaster what the HELL?โ€ Your reaction? Saying his user name? One of his top ten favorite moments of all time for sure.
Now the face reveal stream is here.
He already knows youโ€™re probably beautiful, just knows because he can tell. The energy and aura you give off? Yeah he knows youโ€™re gorgeous. Plus his actorsโ€™s intuition is no joke.
But now he gets to know what color your eyes are, how your face looks when it lights up when you laugh.ย 
And the damn stupid hotel wifi is fucking up his entire LIFE.ย 
As if nothing, the laptop screen unfreezes and there, the stream pops up. Dieter thinks he actually hears angels singing as the stream loads.ย 
โ€œCome ON!โ€ He screams at the laptop so tempted to shake it.ย 
And then, there you are.ย 
You sit on a cozy gaming chair. The light of your bedroom bathes you in a golden glow as you grin warm. It damn near twinkles in your eyes.ย 
Dieter inhales so fast his head goes dizzy. His heart suddenly jumps wild as hell in his chest and heโ€™s worried it might fly out of his ass.
Because yeah he knew you were going to be pretty, but he didnโ€™t think youโ€™d be down right gorgeous.
He sits stunned in the nice hotel chair.
A piece of him thinks about that one podcast he listened to on how YouTube culture is meant to distract the masses so the alien overlords could take over easier. But right now he thinks the alien overlords could show up, burn his hotel room down and he wouldnโ€™t give a rats ass. He wouldnโ€™t even move from his chair.ย 
Because there you are, separated by millions of pixels and glass screens always. And fuck, you are beautiful and his heart now soars far out of his chest.
Dieter happily grabs from the snack pile he curated to perfection for this event. He mindlessly shoves cheezits into his mouth. The salty cheese snack is enough to finally snap him out of the trance you put him under andย immediately type something in your chat.ย 
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Streaming started off as a half joke to you.ย 
During the peak of the pandemic the boredom, as well as the ache to just connect with your friends, is what brought you to live video game streaming.
You had played a few rounds of Mario Kart before with online play. But to fully play multiplayer games over a livestream with your friends?ย 
That was how Twitch was introduced to you.ย 
โ€œLetโ€™s just use it to play stupid games together!โ€ Your best friend argued over a voice memo.
Twitch became a simple fun time to play with your friends. You laughed on private streams and enjoyed chasing your friends around trying to figure out who was the killer in Dead by Daylight.ย 
Then your best friend had the crazy idea of uploading one of the livestreams into the main tag.ย 
โ€œDude weโ€™re funny, you are funny! Why not?โ€ย 
โ€œIf you do that Iโ€™m hiding my face.โ€ You vehemently told them.
Now here you are.
A full YouTube channel with 10K followers and doing a full on face reveal.ย 
If you had told the past you that your friend posting the nightly video game group hang out would have transformed into this, you would have probably passed out.ย 
But learning how to edit videos, gaining the confidence to post videos, straight up livestream with strangers, many who have now become dear friends since your Twitch days, and even finding friends among other streamers - all of this has led to where you sit now in your cozy gamer chair.ย 
Because here you are - halcyon ghost.ย 
And you are trying to keep yourself composed at witnessing chat go up into a whirlwind at finally seeing your face.
butterflybabe: GHOST?? U ARE GORGEOUS
ytgnfjkl: must avert my eyes from someone so pretty
JustCallMeSunny: UHH HAND IN MARRIAGE PLS
doodlenoodles: we gotta cancel ghost now for being too beautiful can we do that?ย 
khaki345: just proved to all of us those earth angel allegations are true pal
A childish urge to cover your face itches all over your body and you canโ€™t stop smiling.
DB_Blaster: HEY! I knew ghostie would be lovely before everyone else did thank you!ย 
Then that comment has you smirking as you shake your head seeing the familiar chat name and Roger Rabbit icon.ย 
Outlandish, a bit eccentric, DB_Blaster appeared around a year ago.ย 
AJplays, your closest YouTube friend, advised that yes you can make great friends with a lot of subscribers and members. But you still always had to be careful.
โ€œYou donโ€™t know whoโ€™s on the other side of the screen or chat ya know?โ€ He had told you and you kept that in the back of your head, a silent awareness to always be just a bit careful.
And then DB Blaster weeks ago dropped a few thousand dollars during your livestream and you almost choked on your drink.
A year ago you made a discord server for channel members. There in a private discord chat you messaged the user who casually had donated enough money to make your head spin.ย 
Halcyonghost: did you seriously just drop 3K
DB_Blaster: excuse you I donated 5kย ย 
Just as fast as he replied, he then donated another two thousand dollars.
DB_Blaster: do you need more? ๐Ÿฅบ
You sent back a mess of screaming messages.
Most of them were confused and completely freaking out because who has the money to just drop thousands during a charity YouTube stream?ย 
Then this dumbass had the audacity to send you back a gif of Garfield shrugging.
After that you couldnโ€™t help but want to find out more about this elusive DB.
Halcyonghost: so are you some sort of mob member? Is there a mobster actually wanting to watch some youtuber play animal crossing?
DB_Blaster: HAHAHAHAHA
DB_Blaster: holy fuck if only
DB_Blaster: but nah ghostie, Iโ€™m an actor ๐Ÿ˜‡
That was the first time he said he was an actor and you rolled your eyes.ย 
Halcyonghost: okay sure, believe the mobster theory even more nowย 
โ€œHe might just be some rich sugar daddy type dude.โ€ AJ told you over a voice memo.
That theory felt closer to being true than the possibility of a real actor messaging you. After that DB slowly began to message at weird times of the day. Once at two in the morning he wished you a good day and sent a link to a weird but super funny tiktok. You also always could count on him to send you some of the most outlandish memes.ย 
It was cute and endearing in its own way.ย 
Now as you sort through chat and let the screen load for Stardew Valley an alert pops up on your phone.
Discord Alert: new messageย 
You covertly go to check it on the desktop.ย 
DB_Blaster: oh sweet ghostie you have me on my KNEES
DB_Blaster: you are gorgeousย 
DB_Blaster: not even Billy Shakes could do your beauty justiceย 
Your lips fight back a smile as you type your reply back.
Halcyonghost: Billy Shakes?
DB Blaster quickly sends you a glittering photo of William Shakespeare wearing sunglasses.ย 
You hold back a stupid little giggle and simply decide to jump into playing.ย ย 
On stream you run around like crazy trying to fish and end up facilitating a discussion about what maybe do next stream to change things up.
AJPlays: play another horror game you coward
โ€œDonโ€™t be rude!โ€ You wheeze playfully at your friendโ€™s comment. โ€œBut Iโ€™m open to playing more horror games.โ€
friedpickle: letโ€™s watch a movie!!
โ€œA movie live watch would be fun.โ€ You offer. โ€œWould be a bit hard since YouTube is ridiculous on copyright movie shit.โ€
The private discord message notification goes off again.
DB_Blaster: you watch anyone of my movies you wouldn't have to worry about copy right issues Iโ€™ld take care of itย 
You decide to be a bit playful.ย 
Halcyonghost: you sure are serious about the whole actor deal huh?ย 
DB_Blaster: as serious as the Oscar I got ๐Ÿซก
Now you canโ€™t help but egg him on.
Playfully you reply with the โ€˜sure Janโ€™ gif and return to streaming.
The joy of carving out this little space on the Internet for yourself is being reminded how fun it can really be. Sure chat can be a little chaotic to keep up with sometimes, but the conversations are wonderful. It does stun you from time to time to get hit with the realization that real folks watch you, interact with your content and want to talk with you. A fond warmth blooms through your chest even as you frustratedly lose another fish.
Thatโ€™s when you finally glance at the time on your computer screen.ย 
โ€œWoah team, why didnโ€™t you guys tell me it was this late?โ€ You announce through a yawn seeing itโ€™s about to be past nine.
โ€œWell,โ€ you begin a bit heartfelt and slowly bare your heart. You explain how you never thought youโ€™d get this brave to become a streamer, much less show your face. You sincerely thank everyone who watches, interacts and makes this little nook of the internet so special for you.ย 
Chat blows up and giddiness overwhelms you at the response.
So many cute hearts and massive sweet messages.
AJPlays: LOVE YOU!!
sam maybe: nothing but love for you!
Itโ€™s all a beautiful reminder that yeah being online sometimes is good.
As you log off chat you reach for your phone. A few emails from work, texts from your parents, and a couple of alerts from discord wait for you. You check the main server chat first.
doodlenooodles: we should make this day a national holiday -national halcyon ghost face day revealย 
JustAshley: agreedย 
An amused snort escapes you and you move to check the few private discord messages you have.
One is AJ screaming his demand for you to play another horror game along with sending a photo of his partner's sweet dog.
Then two messages wait for you from DB Blaster.
The first is a photo.
A very prestigious Oscar award gleams on a mantle. An opened bag of chips casually is crunched beside it. From how shiny it glistens in the light, the award looks official. Not believing it for a second though, you click on the photo to investigate. You zoom in on the award where the name can be made out even in the gleam of the light.
Academy Award Winner
โ€œHunger Strikeโ€
Dieter Bravoย ย 
โ€œWait.โ€ You admit outloud.
Why did that name sound familiar?
You google the name and up pops the very handsome veteran actor. You suddenly remember the ads he was in for that Beast Cliff movie your best friend raved were pure delicious golden trash.
There is no way itโ€™s that guy.ย 
Halcyonghost: Thatโ€™s a good replica lol are you a big fan of his?
DB_Blaster: definitely not a replica and I guess you could say that lol ๐Ÿ‘€ย 
His profile name now made sense. This guy had to be a huge fan of Dieter Bravo. You could respect that.ย 
DB_Blaster: on another note! Iโ€™m glad you did a face reveal, you really are so attractive like wowza
A bit forward, you thought. But heโ€™s quick to apologize.
DB_Blaster: shit sorry I donโ€™t wanna be creepy
DB_Blaster: I just remember how nervous and hesitant you were about ever showing your face and now you getting to this point? rad as fuckย 
A sweet appreciation unfolds over you fast, sweetening your teeth as if you had just taken a bite out of your favorite cake.ย 
This person has been with you for around a year now. So for him, along with all the other members that have stuck around, to recognize this moment is just as big of a deal for you as it was for them is incredible. The true depth of your emotions feel too big to be captured by words.ย 
Halcyonghost: aw shucks thank you
You explain how as nervous you were, by the time stream hit the hour mark everyone made it feel like you were back to streaming with your friends. You happily embrace that feeling
DB_Blaster: awww you like us! ๐Ÿฅนโ™ฅ๏ธ
Halcyonghost: Of course! Everyone who comes to stream and interacts is what pushes creators like us & I never want to forget or take for granted anyone who views my workย 
You were lucky and grateful for the sweet community thatโ€™s grown with you.
DB_Blaster: wow, pretty poetic and sentimental ghostie I like it
DB_Blaster: ๐Ÿฅฐ
You smirk cause itโ€™s not even that poetic but you donโ€™t have the energy to correct him. Itโ€™s getting late and you want to start heading to bed.
DB_Blaster: can I ask you something? Since youโ€™re being sentimental and what not.
DB_Blaster: and you donโ€™t have to answer if you donโ€™t want toย but Iโ€™ve always want to know
DB_Blaster: why did u get into streaming?
Why did you get into streaming and YouTube?
DB_Blaster: fuck shit Iโ€™m sorry if that was too invasive
He even sends a worried cat face picture.ย 
What a question to ask though. You thought you had discussed this on stream or even on a previous video before. Now you wonder if maybe you hadnโ€™t mentioned it. All your friends knew about how you got to this point. They were the aid and the only reason why you got the push anyway.ย 
Halcyonghost: No worries its all good
Halcyonghost: guess like everyone else the pandemic kinda just pushed me to try new things, decided to play on twitch with friends on a private stream and then a few streams later my best friend decides to post it on a main tag and it blows up
Halcyonghost: then one brave fuck it decision later a YouTube channel is born and here we are lol
Halcyonghost: sorry if thatโ€™s not too excitingย 
DB_Blaster: no thatโ€™s everything
DB_Blaster: itโ€™s special knowing this turned into something meaningful for you itโ€™s greatย ย 
It catches you off guard at how endearing the message is.
Halcyonghost: wow thatโ€™s real sweet thank you โ™ฅ
You mean that reply.
After you brush your teeth, you pass out in your bed forgetting to see if he replied back. Strangely enough, the image of a golden Oscar lingers in the back of your mind.
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The beautiful moments of enjoying streaming, of getting to bask in how special this little outlet, are what you treasure. But those moments when work, life, clash with your little carved out corner it reminds you that sometimes you need to step away from everything for a bit.
Halcyon Ghost: hey guys, tough day at work todayโ€ฆ going have to reschedule stream :( real sorry about this!!
The replies are sweet, reassuring along with some humorous ones. One comes from your mystery man on a private discord message.ย 
DB_Blaster: do you need me to take someone out?ย 
Itโ€™s enough to make you laugh and a relaxed ease melts away some of your stress.ย 
Halcyonghost: Tempting! But stand down Don Corleone
DB_Blaster, catching your godfather reference, sends you a gif of the classic โ€˜โ€˜leave the gun take the cannoliโ€™ scene.ย 
DB_Blaster: sorry work was so tough, anything I can do to help?
You thank him and explain how itโ€™s just work stuff getting you down. Of course you make the joke about one day becoming a full time streamer because every little YouTuber at one point wonders about the life of having that as their job.
DB_Blaster: you should, Iโ€™d support you. No lie.ย 
Youโ€™re about to dig into the takeout you order and youโ€™re thankful you didnโ€™t take a bite because you would have coughed out a little laugh at seeing that message.ย 
Halcyonghost: Ahh yes forgotโ€ฆ talking to a scary rich mobster here lolย ย ย 
He sends a gif of Marlon Brandoโ€™s Don Corleone and it does make you giggle.ย 
DB_Blaster: but seriously, you ever need anything
DB_Blaster: I know it sounds weird but pls let me know okay??
Itโ€™s oddly sweet. But of course you sharply remember how this guy donated thousands easily and it only intensely rattles your mind thinking about what kind of man this guy is.ย 
Halcyonghost: thank you โ™ก
Halcyonghost: soโ€ฆwhat do you seriously do? Besides being a mobster obsessed with one random actor lolย 
DB_Blaster: Rude!!
DB_Blaster: and I told you
DB_Blaster: I am a thespian ghostie babe ๐Ÿ˜Ž
He really is sticking to that.ย 
You want to poke fun but you also understood not wanting to discuss personal aspects. So you apologize for asking. He doesnโ€™t reply for a full ten minutes and you now wonder if maybe you could be upsetting him.ย 
Discord alert: DB_Blaster sent you a voice message!
That new alert now makes you eve more worried.
You scramble to grab your headphones and you donโ€™t know why your heart is hammering so much. You donโ€™t hesitate to listen to the voice chat.ย 
โ€œGhostie.โ€ The voice that greets you is pure smooth goodness. Thick, manly and older, and something feels as if it is being yanked out of your chest fast.ย 
โ€œI swear Iโ€™m an actor.โ€ He urges with a laugh. โ€œDo you want me to send you my IMDB page? Or you know what, maybe this might help.โ€
The voice chat ends and you see the bubbles pop up suggesting he is typing a message in the discord chat.
A photo pops up.
The man in it is scruffy, a bit sleepy looking with bed head type hair. He holds up a peace sign and grins at you. This man is also gorgeous. Deep dark brown eyes and a sharp striking nose, for some reason his voice perfectly fits his features.ย 
His face again seems so familiar.
DB_Blaster: SEE! It me :)ย 
You canโ€™t even reply to that yet.
You go back to googling the name that had first appeared when you saw that academy award.
Dieter Bravo.
The mess of paparazzi photos, screenshots from movies, to various interview clips, the man is the same as the one in the photo sent to you.ย 
This has to be a catfish. Someone really trying to keep their identity hidden and deciding to do some old fashion celebrity role play type deal.
You decide to do a deep dive.ย 
You check Twitter and find heโ€™s not there any more. His Instagram is bare minimum and hasnโ€™t seen a recent post since 2019. He has been included on a few TikToks. But to say that photo sent could be an older Instagram or Twitter photo Dieter Bravo took is too much.
You try turning your brain off from thinking about streaming or a possible catfish living in your messages. But curiosity scratches at you like an anxious kitten. Thereโ€™s no way it could be the actual actor Dieter Bravo.ย 
Barely one episode into your favorite comfort series rewatch, you decide to check discord.
More messages wait for you.ย 
DB_Blaster: I know you think Iโ€™m lying
DB_Blaster: but I am not I swear! I vow on my life!ย 
DB_Blaster: if you feel comfortable enough you are more than welcome to video call me and see me with your own pretty eyes ๐Ÿ˜‡
You want to scream.
Thereโ€™s no way. But, what could you lose if you video chat with this person? Worst case? You drop the video call, block him on every account and pretend this never happened. Best case? You donโ€™t even want to think about that because a best case feels so outlandish.ย 
Electricity hums through your veins and you sit up straight on your couch.ย 
You hit video call.
Loudly your heart hammers a vicious beat in your ears. The video chat rings twice. Someone answers.
There he is.ย 
Dieter Bravo, in the flesh, talking so bright and amused. His smile crinkles his deep eyes and the crisp light of his kitchen highlights his stunning features.
โ€œWell well well, might have to call a paranormal investigator because I just made contact with a ghost!โ€
He talks first, so excited and haughty, and you canโ€™t help it.
You hang up the video call.
Wild electrified clusters of emotions course through you so strong it feels as if your brain might shut down.ย 
Dieter Bravo.ย 
Dieter Bravo is a viewer of your channel and is who you have been chatting with.
You call him back. You have to make sure this is real and maybe not just a wild delusion.
Dieter Bravo again answers with the most Cheshire Cat pleased smile.
โ€œTrouble with your wifi? I get it.โ€ He asks so casually.
You really canโ€™t believe it.
โ€œYouโ€™reโ€ฆyouโ€™re HOLY FUCK?โ€ You scream.
Dieter barks a laugh.
โ€œAnd here I was thinking Iโ€™d be the one freaking out.โ€ Heโ€™s amused and it is so clear in the twinkle of those warm charcoal eyes.
โ€œI told you I wasnโ€™t lying ghostie!โ€ Dieter urges excited.ย 
You could admit and testify that yes, known actor and academy award winner Dieter Bravo is not a liar. And also apparently, he is a fan of part time game streamers.
โ€œI canโ€™t believe it.โ€ You mutter still stunned as hell.
โ€œBelieve it ghostie.โ€ He replies swiftly.
โ€œSo how was your day before it got turned upside down?โ€ He smirks proud. Even with that you find he is so casual and actually friendly? He mentions how his day went and how heโ€™s excited to feast on the Taco Bell he door dashed.ย 
โ€œHow didโ€ฆHow did you even find my channel?โ€ You breathlessly ask.
โ€œOh, weโ€™re getting into the personal stuff already? I was hoping weโ€™d get to that maybe by our second date but this is fantastic.โ€ He replies back taking a bite out of the Taco Bell he told you he ordered.
โ€œOh my god.โ€ You sputter out not even processing fully what heโ€™s saying because this entire moment feels outrageous.ย 
Heโ€™s a celebrity. A full on icon who has been in the same room as Meryl Streep and here he is grinning at you like heโ€™s won the lotto.ย 
โ€œYou know youโ€™re even cuter than you are on stream. Really digginโ€™ the extra cozy vibes from my favorite cozy gamer.โ€
You wonder if maybe you should hang up on him again.ย 
โ€œLetโ€™s be serious here.โ€ You huff. You just want to find out and piece together how this man found his way to you.
โ€œHonestly?โ€ He begins after taking a swig of a baja blast.ย 
โ€œI had a bad break up a while back.โ€ Dieter starts with a brisk and slightly detached voice.ย 
โ€œThought itโ€™d be a long haul thing butโ€ฆitโ€™s whatever.โ€ His voice drifts off as he moves to sit down. Dieter places his phone across from him so now it feels as if he is sitting across from you. The view gives you a full sight of his wild and vast Taco Bell haul. You also donโ€™t miss the weed pipe resting beside his Baja blast.ย 
โ€œAnyway, I was up late one night, couldnโ€™t sleep. Went to look up a video about how humanity could possibly survive a kraken emerging from the depths of the sea, as one wonders about at three in the morning.โ€
A wild laugh almost escapes you, but you stay composed as best as you can.
โ€œAnd then, the freaky as fuck YouTube algorithm decides to recommend me your video.โ€ Dieter says.
โ€œWait.โ€ Your voice sounds small, as if youโ€™re afraid to shatter this moment. โ€œWhich one?โ€
You watch this handsome manโ€™s face grow soft as his eyes look distant. He dives in to take a scoop out of his nacho pile and munch happily.
You already hate how attractive he is just eating.ย 
โ€œIt was the โ€˜I make a gay love cafe for my animal crossing villagersโ€™ one.โ€ His voice drips with evident fondness. For some reason though, just hearing the title of your video along with his soft voice does it for you. You start giggling.ย 
Maybe itโ€™s the disbelief finally settling in or the exhaustion from the hard day you had, but you laugh and it aches your stomach. Dieter joins in thankfully laughing just as much as you are.ย 
Itโ€™s unreal, a twinkling moment you know youโ€™ll never be able to capture again but itโ€™s oddly wonderful.
โ€œI guess you liked it?โ€ You ask through a wheeze.
โ€œGhostie, I snorted a shit ton of coke just so I could stay awake till five am to binge all your videos.โ€ He admits through a giggle.
โ€œHoly shit!โ€ You cough out a bit stunned at his reply.
โ€œWell,โ€ You manage to recompose yourself and even smile grateful because you are. โ€œSorry about the break up, those are always shit. Butโ€ฆI am glad you found my little video. Weird as that sounds.โ€
โ€œItโ€™s not weird.โ€ Dieter reassures you and it knocks you breathless how directly he stares at you. You almost feel exposed.ย 
โ€œItโ€™s kismet, dear ghost.โ€ Dieter tells you with so much eased simplicity it sounds a bit comedic. You canโ€™t help but snort.
It might not be kismet but it was something.
Dieter and you end up messaging each other, constant and steady after that. He begins sending you pictures of the sky outside his LA apartment during his runs. One of them is a glorious tangerine lemonade sky.
DB_Blaster: sky kinda looks like a musty day old orange outside today, itโ€™s kinda niceย 
Thereโ€™s a neighborhood cat he always gets excited to see and gladly sends you photos of the unamused white feline whenever he spots her.
You tell him about your day and you are surprised he balances asking about your videos and streaming to asking genuine questions about how you are doing. Interestingly enough you ask more questions about what video games.
โ€œIโ€™m a fucking killer at Mario kart. Love The Sims, the grim reaper is my roommate there.โ€ Figures.
โ€œOne day I wanna play Mario Party.โ€ He gladly tells over a voice chat.ย 
โ€œOh my god youโ€™d be ridiculous at Mario party.โ€ You snicker back. โ€œAnd the simsโ€ฆit fits you.โ€
โ€œThank you.โ€ He proudly replies and it makes you grin so ridiculously.
Dieter Bravo is charming, but you know he is. You would never admit it to him but that night, that first night after you discovered Dieter was in fact DB_Blaster, you went on an entire Dieter Bravo interview deep dive.ย 
You watched how personable he could be with someone interviewing him. But you also witnessed the side of him that could be a real ass. There was an old Rolling Stone article you read briefly that described him as โ€œan enigma of a man youโ€™d run into at a bathroom and believe you fever dreamed the entire interactionโ€ and that entirely described Dieter perfectly.
By the time your weekly night stream arrives, you canโ€™t help but think of him. He promised you he would be present.ย 
โ€œGhostie Iโ€™ve only missed ONE of your streams and it was only because I was on shrooms and got explosive diarrhea. Not a good night for me.โ€
It horrified you hearing that but also had you holding back the giggles because the earnestness in his voice was so pure.ย 
Dieter Bravo is a pure enigma of a man for sure.
You decide to stream again with your face camera on to embrace the weight and joy of being known. And also because a secret, but very aware part of you, knows Dieter Bravo watches you.ย 
Your mind wanders to the photos of him at the academy awards. You honestly stared at those for a good few minutes because you could get over how much of a god he looked in his striking tux.ย 
You also think of the one day he video chatted with you.ย Obvious coke residue was dusted on his nose and he wore a Golden Girlโ€™s shirt that had Cheeto dust on it. Even witnessing that side of him, a deep fondness and even deeper attraction for this chaotic cluster of a man infects you rapidly.ย 
Drop kicking those thoughts away, you jump into playing Tears of the Kingdom. A small discussion buzzes in the chat about which of Zeldaโ€™s outfits are the best. You go to check on chat and your heart jumps straight into your throat seeing the familiar user name now among the bunch.ย 
DB_Blaster: Ghostieeeee, my dear you are looking extra ethereal today ๐Ÿฅฐย 
A sharp heat spreads over your cheeks and a giddiness surges through you.
โ€œMoron.โ€ You snicker mainly to yourself even though you know chat probably caught it.
An alert pops up from discord. You click onto it quickly and find a private message.ย 
DB_Blaster: youโ€™re adorable when you get flusteredย 
You are falling down a dangerously slippery slope for this dumb actor. Mentally you want to sink your fingers onto a ledge to stop yourself from going into a free fall.
You simply reply back with a silly nonsense gif because itโ€™s all you can muster.ย 
Stream goes smoothly and you call it in early for the night. Another discord message awaits you and this time you already know who itโ€™s from.
DB_Blaster: whatโ€™s the one thing you need the most for streaming?
That stuns you.
When you took the jump into streaming you promised yourself youโ€™d only get the basics and nothing too expensive. Because sure, as much as you would love to spend a couple extra bucks on a better microphone, better software, or even a full time editor you had bills to pay, snacks to buy.
You simply reply back that better audio would be nice.
DB_Blaster: wait how do you buy better audio?ย ๐Ÿ—ฃ๏ธ
You laugh and find it so easy to video call him now.ย 
When he answers, Dieter is not in his lavish LA apartment but a similarly lavish and sleek hotel.
โ€œHi ghostie.โ€ He grins.ย 
โ€œWait where are you?โ€ย 
โ€œRude! Did you forget I had an audition for a new Broadway production?!โ€ Dieter gasps hurt.ย 
โ€œNo, I remembered! I was just surprised you didnโ€™t fly back home already.โ€ย 
He scoffs. โ€œNo way, and miss getting some New York pizza? Plus Iโ€™m lazy and just would rather deal with LAX tomorrow.โ€
As you snicker you decide to settle in for the night. Propping him up against your mirror in the bathroom Dieter suddenly gasps again.
โ€œAm I in your bathroom?! We havenโ€™t even gone on a proper date yet!โ€ย 
โ€œIโ€™m gonna hang up on you.โ€ You smirk, shaking your head.ย 
A thought suddenly trickles in. You think of AJplays and a few other streamers who are now all your dear friends. There is a small but dear step it takes to see more of the person behind the youtube name.
So you take that step. You give Dieter your real name.
โ€œYou can call me that now.โ€ You try to be eased with it as you go to wash your face for the night until you catch how direct Dieter stares at you.
He repeats your name, breathing it out on an exhale that sounds reverent. It galvanizes your heart into a dangerous spring.ย 
โ€œYup, thatโ€™s me.โ€ You weakly reply.
โ€œYour name suits you.โ€ Dieter sincerely says.ย 
โ€œThanks. Halcyon Ghost is my middle name.โ€ย 
That makes Dieter laugh and you hate the excitement rushing in you from making him laugh.
Dieter Bravo is truly such a wild but interesting man. He has told you about the time he almost jumped into the water fountain at the Bellagio in Las Vegas. Then over a video call he softly revealed how he wants to create art, performances, that connect with people even long after his soul has passed into the next dimension.ย 
โ€œSโ€™why I got into acting.โ€ He had said so simply.ย 
You canโ€™t believe this strange endearing man now sits in your phone urging you to do a clichรฉ beauty influencer talkthrough of your night time routine.ย 
You raise up your boring moisturizer with the peeling label in the way you had seen in TikToks and videos. However your lack of enthusiasm immediately has Dieter and you busting out wild giggles like school children trying to keep quiet in a library.ย 
Eventually you and him settle into a comfortable eased conversation.
โ€œSo you talked about audio earlierโ€ฆwhat do you need for better audio?โ€ Dieter of course brings that up again.ย 
โ€œEh, a better microphone, or some sound mixing equipment. But like I said, I'm good with what I have.โ€ You are.ย 
โ€œI could get you something nicer.โ€ His voice echoes off the walls of your small bathroom and your eyes go wide.
โ€œUh no!โ€ You chide him. โ€œPlease donโ€™t buy me things!โ€
โ€œWhy?โ€ He debates simply.
โ€œBecauseโ€ฆbecause I said so!โ€ You sputter back. Because the thought of this gorgeous man spending money on you is making your knees want to buckle.
โ€œArenโ€™t we friends? Friends buy each other things.โ€ Dieter replies stubbornly.ย 
โ€œNot new hundred dollar mics!โ€ You fire back just as stubbornly.
โ€œOh theyโ€™re only a hundred dollars? Baby thatโ€™s nothing.โ€ He scoffs. But the new nickname he so casually calls you rips a new heat through your body. It crawls up your spine and makes your throat going dry.ย 
You stay quiet not knowing what to say or not trusting what you might say.
โ€œDid I upset you ghostie?โ€ Dieter asks playful but the concern is there.
โ€œNo, I'm just tired.โ€ You lie.
โ€œUh huh.โ€ He doesnโ€™t believe you for a second and you know it.
โ€œCome on,โ€ you grab him from his perch against your mirror and give him a sleepy grin. โ€œBed time.โ€
โ€œAre you taking me to bed now, little ghost!? If I knew we were taking this step I wouldโ€™ve ordered us dinner before!โ€ Dieter exclaims again dramatically and over the top.ย 
You laugh in disbelief and settle against your bed frame.
โ€œYou moron.โ€ You canโ€™t help but sigh fondly.
โ€œYeah your moron.โ€ He offers back gently.ย 
Was he slowly becoming yours, or were you just becoming his? All you can do is grin soft at him and shrug.ย 
โ€œSo, you wearing any cute underwear?โ€ He flat out asks. You place your phone down and away from you on the blanket as if to put him in timeout.
Dieter barks a hilarious and loud laugh that fills your room with warm energy you can almost hold in your hands.
You pick up the phone and glare at him.
โ€œYou better behave.โ€ You chide him with no malice because your mind is still trying to settle down from the question he asked.ย 
โ€œI will, I will. I swear on my Oscar.โ€ Dieter reassures. It only makes you roll your eyes.ย 
โ€œTell me why you picked your YouTube name, halcyon ghost.โ€ He says your channel name with proper grand bravado.
It was October when you made the channel. Your thoughts immediately went to something spooky. You also explained how you always thought the word โ€˜halcyonโ€™ was nice.
โ€œSo why not.โ€ You finish explaining a bit anticlimactic.
โ€œDid you know the word comes from some like Greek myth too?โ€ Dieter offers then happily jumps in to retell it.
โ€œHalcyon was the name of some bird. It had the ability to calm rough seas whenever it went to nest or some shit. Itโ€™s why the word โ€˜halcyonโ€™ means tranquility and peace.โ€
Everytime you are reminded of how worldly and sometimes sagely this ridiculous man can be it knocks something solid through your chest.ย 
โ€œThatโ€™s beautiful.โ€ You admit.ย 
Dieter hums thoughtful. โ€œYeah.โ€ย 
His eyes suddenly flicker to unflinching look to you. It is just you and him staring so directly at each other. But you canโ€™t hold his gaze for long. You blink away, not even truly focusing on anything.ย 
โ€œSo no true poetic meaning picking โ€˜ghostโ€™?โ€ Dieter asks now interested and curious.ย 
You laugh. โ€œI mean, not really?โ€
You could probably do some deep analysis and talk about how as a creator, itโ€™s easy to feel like a ghost when there is no interaction with the content created.ย 
You wanted to keep your face, your identity, a bit hidden so the ghost image fit.
โ€œBut you know how that went.โ€ You joke.
He snickers.
โ€œGhosts also haunt things.โ€ Dieter offers with a light tone.
โ€œThey do.โ€ You nod.
โ€œWould you believe me if I said you have been haunting me?โ€ Dieter admits into the quiet space of your bedroom.ย ย 
Your heart trips, skips a beat and you try to control your face but itโ€™s so hard when your eyes snap to his fast.
A moment passes with his wonderfully magnetic eyes again staring at you but now he seems to be waiting for you to say something, anything. Even over a simple video chat the atmosphere in your room thickens, becomes hazy, and it begins to sink beneath your skin.ย 
All you can do is nervously laugh. โ€œIโ€™d say thatโ€™s a good one and you should save it for chat.โ€
Humor, itโ€™s all that you have sometimes. Plus, you donโ€™t know if he is being serious or playful. Itโ€™s hard to find the hard line between the two when heโ€™s an actor, a man known for putting up fronts. Because even though you now see him as a friend, there is still a strange space between you and him that you want to cautiously navigate. It feels like a deep river that if you take one more step into you might fall into a rushing tide.ย 
Dieter hums and you donโ€™t miss how his eyes immediately lower a bit downcast.
โ€œIโ€™ll let you go for the night ghostie.โ€ Dieter mutters.ย 
The tension does not leave your room even when the video calls leaves and it makes your skin crawl.
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You are at a company dinner Friday night when the email comes.
โ€œHi Halcyon Ghost
Exciting news! Here is your invitation to this yearโ€™s VidCon held in Los Angeles California!โ€
It is a clash of two worlds and you canโ€™t focus your excitement into anything without making one of your coworkers confused.
AJ already has messaged you screaming with his excitement over you and him receiving the same invite.
You and him already start screaming a plan to meet up and room together.
For some reason your mind jumps to Dieter.ย 
You want to tell him, want to freak out the same way you did when he proudly called you to announce he got the broadway part he auditioned for. Heโ€™s become such a strange but solid facet in your life it almost aches how badly you want him more than anything.ย 
Because youโ€™re still at dinner you decide to message him quick and fast in discord. So fast you donโ€™t even remember what you sent. By the time you return to your apartment you find a mess of messages waiting for you.
DB_Blaster: MY DEAR GHOST?? EXCUSE ME?!?!?!
DB_Blaster: WHAT A PRO! WHAT AN ICON!!!
DB_Blaster: ๐ŸŽ‰C O N G R A T Sย ๐ŸŽ‰ BABY!!!
DB_Blaster: GHOSTIE!!! CALL ME NOW!!
You do so eagerly.
โ€œUh hello?โ€ He answers in a bad accent that you vaguely remember from that bad Cliff beast whatever movie. โ€œIs this pro gamer halcyon ghost? Now famous VidCon invitee?โ€
You laugh is bright and loud and you donโ€™t care.
โ€œI canโ€™t believe it!โ€ You cry. โ€œMe, AJ, and a few of our other friends got the invite! I mean itโ€™s just an invite and itโ€™s not much but-โ€œ
โ€œNo,โ€ he cuts you off sharply and even frowns. โ€œDonโ€™t do that, give yourself credit. Your content is awesome as fuck and you deserve this!โ€ย 
Your face drops because he sounds so sincere.
He notices it too. Over the phoneโ€™s screen you watch as Dieters eyes flicker and scan over your face so intently.
โ€œGod Iโ€™m so fucking proud of you.โ€ He breathes out and it makes your spine snap straight.
โ€œDieterโ€ฆโ€ you exhale and now catch that familiar shift coming in the air. Even over the video chat you again sense it, something brewing and becoming uncontainable, stretching thin as if it's a wire maybe about to snap.ย 
Then your phone rings.
You cuss sharp under your breath.
Your best friendโ€™s hilarious photo pops up on your phone. You know the call is to congratulate you on the invite. But you know thereโ€™s something even more pressing here sitting in the air between you and Dieter. You donโ€™t want to avoid it anymore. The elated energy, the buzz of the high, makes you want to face whatever this is head on, to dive right into whatever is brewing beneath the tides.ย 
Your eyes shoot an apologetic look to Dieter. An understanding but little crooked grin paints his features and makes him look so boyish.ย 
โ€œText me back or call me when you can.โ€ย 
Dieter hangs up and you already ache for the actor youโ€™ve grown so deeply fond of.
The phone call with your best friend is wonderful, joyous, and you appreciate the support like this in your life. But itโ€™s getting late and you canโ€™t help but think about the actor still possibly waiting for you.ย 
So you grasp onto the exuberant energy still humming through your system. You harness it with all your might and immediately call him. You chide yourself for getting caught up in the excitement and not video calling him.ย 
Then Dieter answers.
โ€œGhostie?โ€ He sounds wrecked, out of breath.
โ€œHi yeah, itโ€™s me. Sorry, am I interrupting something?โ€ You offer small and so worried now.ย 
Until he sighs and it sounds soaked in sex, so delicious and dangerous.
โ€œBabyโ€ฆโ€ he sighs your name out and it has never sounded more sacred.ย 
โ€œYou gotta know,โ€ Dieter whines. โ€œYou gotta know how much I want you.โ€
You are sent out of orbit. Your mind, your body, all melt as everything inside you ignites in a fierce flame.ย 
A few weeks ago you learned one of Dieterโ€™s movies involved a heated sex scene.
After searching and finally finding the clip, it shot the strongest dosage of arousal through your body at a dizzying speed. You rewatched it an embarrassing amount of times, more than you even want to admit to yourself. You thought about how fierce and consuming he kissed his costar. And now those scenes vividly flash in your head, begging you to fall into the beautiful abyss creeping up below you.
โ€œDieter.โ€ You reply a bit choked.ย 
The faint wet noise of his hand stroking his cock comes and it makes you swallow back a whine.
โ€œWanted you for so long, think about you all the time.โ€ Dieter mutters in a trance.ย 
โ€œIโ€ฆโ€ thereโ€™s so much you want to say, so much you want to discuss. But heat licks a blazing path through your veins. It makes your underwear sticky and so wet already. All those hesitations and all thoughts you had flutter away.ย 
โ€œDonโ€™t think,โ€ Dieter coos like a soft siren begging you to join him. โ€œJust feel, come on baby. Feel with me.โ€
So you do. Your hand slips greedily beneath your underwear and you feel everything right there with him in the warm glow of your bedroom.
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Sunday night you are on a discord voice call with Dieter as he waits out his canceled flight.
After not talking to him all Saturday he was the one to finally break and call you first. Youโ€™re surprised you even answered.ย 
โ€œI can hear you thinking ghostie.โ€ Dieter hums amused.
Itโ€™s been on your mind this entire time since Friday, since the phone sex - the thought of whatever you and him are becoming, have now become.
โ€œTalk to me.โ€ He offers soft, soft like the way he wishes you good night over voice memos every night now.
โ€œDo you think about how we have likeโ€ฆdifferent layers? Like I know your job is literally about being someone else. And I understand you present yourself a certain way even in interviews and you arenโ€™t even your true self there-โ€
โ€œIf you watch that one buzzfeed interview I did high I think youโ€™d recant your words baby.โ€ He jokingly interjects and you snort.ย 
โ€œYou know what I mean.โ€ You gently return back to the thought youโ€™ve been wanting to discuss with him.ย 
โ€œAnd with me, I know I have layers of how Iโ€™m perceived online and I justโ€ฆโ€ your voice trails off now thinking you might be getting caught up in your words.ย 
โ€œYou think weโ€™re both just caught up in the projected perceptions of the other huh?โ€ Dieter muses.ย 
It again startles you how perceptive he is.
If there is anything that you would have not pictured Dieter Braver to be, it's perceptive. But he is. This is of course the same man who told you how he once drank a Baja blast out of a black licorice because he wondered if the flavor would change. But heโ€™s also deeply intuitive, even a bit wise, and those traits shine so warmly now.
โ€œGhostie,โ€ he begins and then says your real name. โ€œRemember when I told you how I found your videos? How I said it wasโ€ฆwait fuck what did I say it was like?โ€
โ€œKismet,โ€ you smirk saying the word.
โ€œYeah thatโ€™s it thank you baby!โ€ Dieter cheers. โ€œOkay anyway, I said that โ€˜cause itโ€™s true. Your video was likeโ€ฆsome damn lifeline I didnโ€™t know I fucking needed. Finding you felt like I was returning from a haze.โ€
Confliction bubbles in you with an acidic wave. Pride, gratitude, and even deep admiration rise up all for him but it also strongly clashes with the fierce realist in you.ย 
โ€œAnd then I got to know you.โ€ He adds firm. โ€œI learned what your favorite take out meal is. I still remember the story you told me about your most embarrassing moment. I learned about the movies you love and the ones you hate.โ€
Hours were spent discussing movies. You should have known any movie talk with an actor would result in hour long debate over which Lord of the Rings movie is best since Dieter swears itโ€™s the first.ย 
โ€œI know you.โ€ He urges.
โ€œI mean, I donโ€™t know who your favorite teacher was and shit but Iโ€ฆI think I know you. Youโ€™re now not just the cute as fuck streamer who brought me out of my dumps. Youโ€™re someone whoโ€™s been brigtening the FUCK out of my life just from hearing you talk about what you plan to get at the grocery store.โ€
You donโ€™t realize youโ€™re on the verge of tearing up until you blink and find tears blurring your vision.
โ€œStill canโ€™t believe you donated that much.โ€ You sniffle.
โ€œYeah but doing that let us all see your lovely face so ha.โ€ Dieter replies haughtily.
โ€œLook baby, letโ€™s just keep getting to know and grow with each other, yeah?โ€ He offers in a hopeful and warm tone that reminds you of aย tangerine sunrise.ย 
โ€œYeah.โ€ You agree and gently walk into that tangerine sunrise.
โ€œNow will you let me buy you some new audio shit?โ€ He asks in an annoying childish high pitch voice and the soft moment gets squashed. But it is pure Dieter.ย 
โ€œYou moron.โ€ You choke out through an affectionate laugh.
โ€œYeah your moron ghostie!โ€ He exclaims with all his might.
โ€œPlease tell me you did not just yell that in the middle of an airport.โ€
โ€œOh you know Iโ€™ve acted worse in an airport. That was nothing.โ€ He scoffs.
You do know. Dieter explained, even sent articles, about how he ran around the Denver Airport once trying to see if there were actual lizard people in the tunnels. Itโ€™s why he is forever banned there.
Remembering that solidifies his words.
To know someone is a blessing, a privilege, even if the stories surrounding them are so wild and ridiculous. Maybe even more so with this man.
Because to know Dieter Bravo is to know he is ridiculous, wild, a bit eccentric, but entirely warm and heartfelt.ย 
You realize you never want to know a day without him.ย 
That thought blooms into firm wonderful roots that immediately grow in your heartโ€™s chambers.
By the time VidCon approaches only a month away you, Dieter is now simply calling you over your phone. Discord voice and video chats no more.ย 
โ€œSo what are your LA plans?โ€ Dieter asks while chewing through some jerky.
โ€œWell AJ and I already got a room booked by the convention center so thatโ€™s my biggest relief.โ€ You and AJ already had excitedly joked about maybe running into a celebrity. A part of you even now has to suppress giggling at just thinking about how you have daily phone calls with a known celebrity buzzfeed articles have deem โ€˜Sexy AF.โ€™ย 
Except right now said celebrity burps disgustingly loud in your ear.
โ€œDieter, gross.โ€ You frown.ย 
โ€œSorry babeโ€ฆAnyway,โ€ Dieter bounces back quickly. โ€œWant me to pick you up from the airport?โ€
You almost drop your phone.
โ€œHoney what?โ€ You wheeze out.
โ€œI love it when you call me honey!โ€ He gushes so obnoxiously. Youโ€™ve been calling him honey for months now and it never fails he says this every time.
โ€œFocus Bravo.โ€
โ€œYeah okay,โ€ he sighs. โ€œAs I was saying, let me just pick you up from the airport.โ€
The thought of finally seeing him in person freezes you. After months of doing the long distance thing, having incredible phone and video sex, everything now settles in you fast. From your excitement, to the fear of him actually seeing you in person-
โ€œGhostie.โ€ Dieter breaks into your thoughts with a sing song like tone.
You sigh now โ€œSorry honey.โ€
Dieter giggles dreamily. โ€œHoney.โ€
You sigh again.ย 
โ€œLet me pick you up baby.โ€ He suddenly purrs low as if he wasnโ€™t just giggling like a lovesick fangirl a split second before.ย 
It would solve your issue about dealing with a ride share or even the horrifying thought of getting a rental.ย 
โ€œSure, why not.โ€
Dieter screams loud as if his favorite sports team just scored but Dieter doesnโ€™t care for sports and you hang up your phone.
He simply now texts you: [See you at stream tonight babeyyy]
You playfully reply back: [not if i block you ๐Ÿ˜Š]
He simply sends back a gif of a dumb minion blowingย a kiss and you now really contemplate blocking him.
Later that night on stream, as you play the most recent Pokรฉmon game, you see Dieterโ€™s name pop up.
DB_Blaster: hello beautiful my ghostย 
You hid your smirk behind the hand your face is leaning on.ย ย 
Chat of course ignores him while they excitedly continue to send encouraging words about the upcoming VidCon trip. A few members even eagerly hope they can run into you at the convention. It is exciting and reminds you of the exciting energy that awaits before a big vacation.
Then a chime comes from chat.
This one alerts you that someone sent a super chat, which includes a donation with it.
Your eyes readily flicker over to check and thank whoever sent it. Then your eyes almost pop out of your socket.
DB_Blaster - $900 super chat!ย 
โ€œWhat the fuck!?โ€ You canโ€™t help but flat out shriek.ย 
Thankfully chat reacts just as wild.
butterflybabe: dude db_blaster can you like adopt me??
justAshley: I am manifesting this type of energy to find me oh my god
You scramble quickly to your phone to text him in all caps about what the fuck does he think heโ€™s doing.
[Dieter: for ur mic and audio shit baby!]
[Dieter: Donโ€™t think I forgot ๐Ÿฅฐ]
[Dieter: or for maybe a new vibrator hmm ๐Ÿ‘€????]
You swallow back the scream you want to let out and instead slam your phone back down.
Recovering fast you grin at the chat.ย 
โ€œDonโ€™t worry everyone, DB Blaster is actually my estranged rich grandmother, so letโ€™s all say thank you to her! Thank you grandma!โ€ You smile bright and wide on camera.ย 
Dieter straight up calls you in the middle of the stream and you canโ€™t help it. You laugh and almost knock over your microphone.ย 
After scrambling for the days off, shoving everything into a suitcase, suddenly the month is over and you are landing in Los Angeles ready for VidCon.ย 
LAX is an experience, like a whole world encapsulated in one place.
There is a MAC makeup store, a Michael Kors and then a Jersey Mikes. You donโ€™t want to wander around too much before getting lost in its depths. You can almost hear Dieterโ€™s voice rattling off in your head, warning you not to get lost or else the alien creatures living in the airports will grab you and make you play monopoly with them like a scene out of a bad 80โ€™s Sci Fi movie.ย 
Thankfully you donโ€™t have to wait too long to actually hear his voice. Your phone rings and you rapidly scramble to answer it.
โ€œHello?โ€ You breathlessly answer.
โ€œBaby,โ€ His voice is drenched in disappointment and so much heartbreak. โ€œMy ghostieโ€ฆFuck Iโ€™m so sorry I canโ€™t make it.โ€
You knew he would be cutting it close with his photoshoot.
โ€œHoney itโ€™s okay I promise.โ€ You reassure him but you still are a bit heartbroken. Your excitement escapes you like a deflated balloon getting caught up in the ceiling of the Los Angeles airport.
โ€œIโ€™ll make it up to you I swear!โ€ Dieter urges with devout conviction.ย ย 
You know he will, in his own Dieter way and thatโ€™s enough to comfort you.ย 
The walk to the rideshare pickup area is solemn but you carry yourself and your luggage with gathered dignity. Thankfully your Uber driver is sweet and you enjoy the chat during the drive. She happily suggests restaurants and different bars to check out making the trip to the hotel not too bad.
Finding AJ already in the lobby waiting for you makes the journey even better. After the hilarious freak out for finally meeting, you now eagerly discuss dinner plans with him.
โ€œMaybe we can go food truck hunting?!โ€ AJ offers excitedly.
You agree with just as much excitement and move to open the door.
There in the room a full array of colors explode before your eyes. So many flowers cover almost every surface of the hotel room. Their arrangements are large and fan out with flair. From gorgeous deep crimson roses to colorful lilies vibrantly begging to be smelled, it overwhelms you but in the best way.
โ€œOkay, what the fuck?!โ€ AJ cries. โ€œIs this because weโ€™re here for VidCon?!โ€
You want to think it is. But the teddy bear almost the size of the hotel wall nestled happily in the corner says otherwise. Especially because the sweet bear rocks some cool bright neon sunglasses, wears an โ€˜I โ™ฅ๏ธ LAโ€™ t-shirt and has a rolled up white paper taped to his mouth as a mock joint.ย 
Your eyes however now go straight to the sweet little bundle of flowers, your favorite actually, that sit patiently on the coffee table.
A white folded note rests among the flowers.
โ€˜Ghostieโ€™ the handwriting is sleek but messy, scribbled fast but with intent. The sight of it already clogs your throat because itโ€™s exactly how youโ€™d picture Dieterโ€™s handwriting.
โ€œSorry I couldnโ€™t make it, hope this makes up for it! Donโ€™t worry weโ€™ll be together soonโ€
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He even doodled a Sun wearing sunglasses with a heart beside it. Your own heart transforms into something light and buoyant. You worry about floating away at any moment.ย 
AJ of course freaks out over dinner when you tell him everythingย  As if summoned out from under a couch cushion himself, your non official-official boyfriend calls.
โ€œHello?โ€ You answer with a warm grin and AJ eyes go wide.
โ€œIs that him?โ€ AJ mouths. You can only playfully shrug.ย 
โ€œWhen I walked out of my shoot just now I knew LA looked and smelled brighter and itโ€™s because youโ€™re here.โ€ Dieter says with so much awe that it overpowers his classic Dieter type comment.ย 
โ€œDork.โ€ You smile so fond that AJ playfully makes a gagging face.
โ€œWhen can I see you baby?โ€ Dieter mutters in a sweet alluring tone that has something delicious crawling up your spine.ย 
You explain how you are at dinner right now.
โ€œDinner?! In your first night in LA and itโ€™s without me?!โ€ Dieter exclaims dramatically.
โ€œItโ€™s with Markiplier isnโ€™t it? I knew it! Well tell him heโ€™s only half attractive and that when I get there itโ€™s over for his gamer ass!โ€ย He screeches.
โ€œGoodbye!โ€ You laugh wild and unbelievable. You cut him off quickly because goodness, what a beautiful hilarious force Dieter Bravo is.
โ€œSo Iโ€™m thinking I might get to enjoy a hotel room all to myself this trip huh?โ€ AJ comments playful and with a teasing smirk.
โ€œMaybe!โ€ You reply weak but you know the truth grows in your bones. It only solidifies when you text him to meet you at the hotel.
You want to spend as much time as Dieter will allow. You want to see his apartment, want to find that sweet cat he always takes pictures of during his runs. You want to enjoy and let yourself soak in the bliss of just being with the one man who has been lighting up your life.
[Dieter: heading over, see you soon ghostie ๐Ÿ’˜]
The text electrifies you faster and brighter than any strike of lightning could. Then, as you sit on the couch waiting for his call, your phone rings and you almost jump out of your skin.
โ€œYeah honey?โ€ You answer breathlessly.ย 
Quickly you open the door to rush to the elevator only to find Dieter Bravo standing there on the other side.
This moment has filled your daydreams more than you would ever admit. You wondered if this first meet would be some cinematic moment. You originally hoped this would have happened at the airport. You even pictured it a very sweet indie movie type way where the love interests finally meet at a place where so many paths cross and are brought together.
Yet here he is.ย 
The man whoโ€™s filled your heart with so much humor and affection that right now it swells to the point you wonder if you might burst.ย 
Dieterโ€™s face falls in complete awe.
He hangs up the phone and before either of you can say anything he moves in quick steps. He swiftly sweeps you into his arms.
Dieter kisses as if you might disappear. His mouth is warm, tasting faintly of ice coffee and a shot of desperation. It makes you melt into him. You clutch his Los Angeles Lakers sweatshirt as you kiss him back with everything you have.
The months, the build up, it all led to this.
As fast as he kissed you, as fierce as he licked into your mouth, suddenly Dieter gently cradles your face. He pauses for a split second and then he is kissing you so softly, so light.
Dieter kisses your lips gently, once twice, before moving to kiss the corner of your lips, the top of your cheek. He finally kisses your forehead and the tenderness overwhelms your senses.
โ€œYouโ€™re here.โ€ Dieter breathes out.
โ€œYouโ€™re here.โ€ You choke back.
Dieter pulls away and grins a molten sleepy thing that touches his eyes.ย 
He is everything you have dreamed of and then more.
When he pulls you into his arms, simply to just hold you, you squeeze him back with all your might.
โ€œNo more screens separating us, ghostie.โ€ Dieter coos affectionately into the top of your head.
No more screens indeed.
As if Dieter himself is a real ghost, he spirits you away from the hotel room. You think your laugh and his still hang in the hallways of the hotel.
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โ€œOkay, are you sure you want to do this?โ€ You ask hesitant.
โ€œYes ghostie, this is the fifth time youโ€™ve asked me. Should I remind you again that Iโ€™m the one who suggested this and got excited when you said yes?โ€ Dieter scoffs as he settles into the seat beside yours.
Your heart hammers loud in your ears. Youโ€™ve never done this. Hell knowing youโ€™re doing this with him feels even more terrifying.ย 
โ€œHey,โ€ Suddenly his warm larger hand moves to squeeze yours.
Your eyes flicker to Dieter. He is the picture perfect example of ease and you know itโ€™s not the edible he took because it already wore off after he picked you up from VidCon.ย 
โ€œIf you donโ€™t feel comfortable then no worries.โ€ He reassures you effortlessly. You canโ€™t help it. You lean over and kiss him soft, appreciative.ย 
Itโ€™s been so easy to fall into place with him.ย 
He kisses you back more and more. Youโ€™re about to pull away until he breathes against your lips.ย 
โ€œMove here, move in with me.โ€ย 
Your eyes snap open wide and you scramble away from him.
โ€œDieter WHAT?!โ€
โ€œWhat!?โ€ He cries back just as loud. โ€œI thought that might take away the nerves and give you something else to think about and then the words just kinda flew out!โ€
Your damn chaotic but so sweet boyfriendโ€ฆ
You exhale feeling the old nerves now transfer into this new topic and you suppose Dieterโ€™s plan did work in a way.
โ€œGhostie,โ€ Dieter urges. โ€œTalk to me please.โ€
A silence settles between you and him.ย 
โ€œYou want me to move in with you?โ€ Your voice is small, barely able to process the words yourself. Your eyes flicker to Dieter. He stares at you with the cutest worried face.ย 
โ€œBaby if I had it my way youโ€™d quit your job, live here with me and live off my money until you get sick of me. Youโ€™d be here and do whatever the fuck you want for as long as you want.โ€ His tone is soaked with sincerity as he answers without hesitation, without doubt.ย 
โ€œI just wanna come home to you. Wanna see your moisturizer in my bathroom. I want to get into fights over which Pringleโ€™s flavor is best,โ€ Dieter continues so earnest. โ€œItโ€™s the shrimp cocktail flavor by the way.โ€
โ€œItโ€™s not.โ€ You reply with a sniffle and Dieter smirks affectionately as his thumb strokes your hand.
โ€œJustโ€ฆthink about it, okay?โ€
Itโ€™s a lot to process but hope swirls and swells in your chest. It speaks more than you can at this moment. All you can do is lean forward to kiss him fiercely and true.
Dieter kisses you back softer.
โ€œCome on ghostie,โ€ He mutters against your lips. โ€œDonโ€™t you have a stream to get to?โ€
โ€œGuess this is why celebrities donโ€™t date fans huh.โ€ You mutter.ย 
Dieter busts out laughing at your comment and you join him feeling bright and limitless. He yanks you into his arms and kisses you multiple times now, all loud and relentless. For the finale he blows a raspberry on your cheek making you laugh even louder.ย 
If you are his ghost, you think he might be your halcyon. A strange beautifully colored bird that seems mythical but one that brings you so much sweet peace among the waves.ย 
โ€œAlright come on letโ€™s do this.โ€
You jump onto stream and warmly smile as Dieter sits besides you.
Warmly and as casually as you can you greet everyone while also explaining the elephant, or this case academy award winning actor, in the room.
Chat rapidly explodes.ย 
socallie: Dieter bravo?? DIETER BRAVO IS THAT YOU?
butterflybabe: holy shit is that actor dieter bravo?
floatify: Gio from Cliff Beasts Iโ€™m ur biggest fan ย 
soupjuicy: DIETER!!!! WOWOWOWOW I LOVE YOU!!!
svdbeau: Uh? HOW? EXPLAIN PLS??
gammagamma: This is the crossover I didnโ€™t know I needed, this is my endgame
dreamfairy95: wait who is this guy
AJPlays: heeheeheeeย 
A jโ€™s comment has you snickering. Itโ€™s enough to release the nerves and let you settle in. Unseen by chat or the camera Dieter rubs your knee fondly and a bigger smile tugs at your lips.
You explain that, since itโ€™s VidCon, you thought to try something new and have a friend join. You donโ€™t even have to see Dieter to know heโ€™s smirking like the damn cat that caught the canary.
His agent and manager both loved the idea of him doing a surprise stream.ย 
โ€œApparently it would be a great way for me to โ€˜connect with the youth.โ€™โ€ He told you even using air quotes. โ€œLike fuck, I get it. Iโ€™m old but hey Iโ€™m hip! I can hang!โ€
That was enough to have you agreeing in a fit of giggles. And after you accepted, then after he fucked your brains out, Dieter warmly told you this was a new fantasy he didnโ€™t even know he needed.ย 
โ€œFinally getting to have fun with my baby while playing games? Thatโ€™s a dream come true ghostie.โ€ย 
You find now that maybe itโ€™s a secret dream for you too. Finding someone who wants to sit beside you and cheer you on, who wants to enjoy this silly endeavor thatโ€™s become so important to you is a tender dream you want to cherish.ย 
Just thinking of it makes you reach down secretly to quickly squeeze his hand.ย 
โ€œI came here to immortalize myself on the internet as one of the best Mario Kart players ever.โ€ Dieter suddenly speaks and instead of it startling you, a surge ofย reassurance washes in.
Youโ€™re here with him. Who would have thought? Because instead of feeling overwhelmed at the thought of celebrity Dieter Bravo here, itโ€™s simply your boyfriend, Dieter.
โ€œOkay, letโ€™s do this.โ€ Dieter announces with competition and confidence beaming in his voice. โ€œAnd yes my Mario Kart main is Birdo because I stan a queen in this household.โ€
He is a natural, effortlessly interacting with chat and laughing so easily with you.ย 
By the time you realize heโ€™s beaten you twice on Bowserโ€™s Castle, you find you never want to leave this moment.ย 
Because this moment? It is a bit ridiculous but wonderful. It reminds you of tasting a sour candy that makes your face pucker so tight but the taste is incredible and makes you only want more.
And you do, you want more moments with Dieter.
โ€œFuck YEAH! VICTORY! Eat my ASS BOWSER!โ€ย ย 
As Dieter screams excitedly, throwing his hands in the air and even doing the weirdest wiggle victory dance, you think you might be the real winner in this game.
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Pronouns: She/Herย 
Honorifics/titles: Mommy, Daddy, Mistress, Master.ย 
Kinks: praise, Degradation, somno, CNC, Anal, Primal play, Role play, free use, ownership, Bondage, pussy worship, orgasam control, edging, breeding, public sex.ย ย Humiliation, Monster fucking, mind control, objectification, Housewife(1950s) kink. Corruption. petplay.
Hard limits: scat, piss, raceplay, age play, knives.ย 
Hey there! If youโ€™re reading this, that means youโ€™ve stumbled into my dungeon. Welcome to my territory, Iโ€™m a rough, mushy Domme that loves to steal hearts and give praises to my good girls. Feel free to hangout, or slide into my DMs ;)ย 
@whoreishcritterrrr is my lovely sub/girlfriend! โค๏ธWhile Iโ€™m definitely not looking for another D/s dynamic or relationship, spicy asks are still welcomed โ˜บ๏ธ
Men will get a block, Minors will get a block. No messing with my mutuals, or mommy will have a problem.ย 
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100 AgeRe Questions
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1๐Ÿ What Age(s) Do You Regress To ~
2๐Ÿฏ Do You Pet Regress As Well / What Animal ~
3๐Ÿฅฎ How Long Have You Been Regressing ~
4๐ŸŒ Is Your Regression Voluntary, Involuntary, Or A Mixture ~
5๐Ÿป What's Your Personality Like When Regressed ~
6๐Ÿด How Often Do You Regress ~
7โ˜• What Helps You Get Into Headspace ~
8๐Ÿ“œ Are You A Baby, Toddler, Or Big Kid Regressor ~
9๐Ÿฆ‡ Do Your Likes Change When Regressed ~
10โณย Do You Have A Baby Voice In Headspace ~
11๐Ÿช What Makes You Instantly Small ~
12๐Ÿง‹Why Do You Regress ~
13๐ŸŒ™ Pink Or Blue ~
14โญ Dragons, Unicorns Or Fairies ~
15โ˜๏ธ Dinos, Princesses, Space Or Safari Theme ~
16๐Ÿ’ซ Neon, Pastel, Neutral Or Dark Pallets ~
17๐Ÿฎ Favorite Regression Clothes ~
18๐ŸŒธ Favorite Color ~
19๐Ÿญ Do You Collect Stickers ~
20๐Ÿง Coloring Book Or Paint By Numbers ~
21๐Ÿง Playdoh, Legos Or Slime ~
22๐Ÿฆ„ Finger Paint Or Brushes ~
23๐Ÿงผ Crayons, Colored Pencils Or Markers ~
24โ˜€๏ธ Do You Have A CG / Name For CG ~
25๐ŸŒป Do You Have A Baby Sitter ~
26โœจ Do You Have Any Sibbies ~
27๐Ÿงบ Do Your Parents Know About Your Regression ~
28๐Ÿง‹ Favorite Nicknames / Pet Names ~
29๐Ÿ• Ideal Playdate ~
30๐Ÿฑ Sleep In Crib Or With CG ~
31๐Ÿผ Favorite Snack ~
32๐Ÿงธ Favorite Juice ~
33๐Ÿช Favorite Icecream Flavor ~
34๐Ÿฉน Favorite Type Of Milk ~
35๐Ÿถ Sweet, Sour, Spicy, Bitter Or Savory ~
36๐Ÿฐ Favorite Dessert ~
37๐Ÿฆ Favorite Type Of Chocolate ~
38โณ Mac & Cheese Or Nuggets ~
39๐ŸŽ’ Favorite Movie ~
40๐Ÿฌ Favorite Cartoon ~
41๐Ÿš€ Favorite Game ~
42๐ŸŽ€ Favorite Disney Princess ~
43โšพ If You Could Have Any 1 Superpower What Would It Be ~
44๐Ÿ„ Anime Or Cartoons ~
45๐Ÿ“ Favorite Carebear ~
46โœ๏ธ Shows Or Movies ~
47๐Ÿ› Do You Believe In Fairies ~
48๐Ÿธ Do You Have A Comfort Character ~
49๐ŸŒฑ Do You Like Rain At Night ~
50๐Ÿฆ• Are You Easily Scared ~
51๐Ÿงƒ Are You Also A Carer ~
52๐ŸŒต Are You Independent Or Dependent ~
53๐Ÿƒ What Pulls You Out Of Headspace ~
54๐Ÿ Are You Scared Of Bugs ~
55๐Ÿฆย Favorite Toy Series ~
56๐Ÿš› Do You Use Pacis ~
57๐Ÿฆด Do You Use Diaps ~
58๐Ÿฆˆ Gear Wishlist ~
59๐Ÿต Favorite Regression Item ~
60๐Ÿพ Sippy Cup Or Bottleย ~
61๐ŸฆŠ Oldest Stuffie ~
62๐ŸŽƒ Do You Sleep With A Stuffie ~
63๐Ÿ”ฅ How Many Stuffies Do You Have ~
64๐Ÿ‚ Newest Favorite Stuffie ~
65๐Ÿต๏ธ Build A Bear, Amusement Park, Or Disney Store ~
66๐Ÿฅง Stuffed Animals Or Dolls ~
67๐Ÿ‘ฝ Do You Have A Bedtime ~ย 
68๐Ÿญ Do You Keep An AgeRe Journal ~
69โšก๏ธ Do You Have Rules ~
70๐Ÿฅ Blankie Or Paci ~
71๐ŸŒˆ Night Light Or Glow-In-The-Dark Stars ~
72๐ŸŒฟ Bedtime Stories Or Lullabies ~
73๐ŸŽฉ Favorite Thing To Do Outside While Small ~
74๐Ÿต Favorite Thing To Do Inside While Small ~
75๐Ÿฆ‹ Blanket Fort Or Bouncy House ~
76๐Ÿฏ Stroller Or Walk ~
77๐Ÿ”ฎ Dress Up Or Tea Party ~
78๐Ÿฆœ Do You Like The Playground ~
79๐Ÿ’– Early Bird Or Night Owl ~
80๐Ÿ“ Indoors Or Outdoors ~
81๐Ÿ’• Warm Or Cold Weather ~
82๐Ÿฆข Dogs Or Cats ~
83โ˜Ž๏ธ Do You Have Any Pets ~
84๐Ÿ’Œ Favorite Animal ~
85๐Ÿ’ Favorite Holiday ~
86๐Ÿ‡ Favorite Season ~
87โค๏ธ Whatโ€™s Your Big Age ~
88๐ŸŒผ Whatโ€™s A Nostalgicย Place For You ~
89๐Ÿณย Playdoh, Legos Or Slime ~
90๐Ÿ™ Do You Collect Anything ~
91๐Ÿ  Bubble Baths Or Bath Toys ~
92๐Ÿ‘ Are Your Agere Interests More Fem Or Masc ~
93โ˜”๏ธ Do You Stim More While Regressed ~
94๐ŸŽจ Favorite Place To Regress ~
95๐Ÿงต Favorite Regression Youtuber ~
96๐ŸŒˆ Favorite Site/App For Regression Community ~
97๐Ÿ’ย What Do You Wanna Be When You Grow Up ~
98๐Ÿ“’ Whatโ€™s The Most Nostalgic Electronic For You ~
99๐Ÿ“€ A Toy You Always Wanted But Never Got As A Kid ~
100๐Ÿช What Is Your Favorite Thing To Learn About In Headspace ~
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fossiled ยท 10 months ago
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edit: there's a few more than 10 now, but once again BEGGING you all to please like this so i can write this man ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿฅบ
there's less than 10 of you but BEGGING you all to please like this so i can write this man ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿฅบ
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hi! I love your work so so much <3 youโ€™re amazing for letting us writers use your dividers for free, theyโ€™re so beautiful!
I was wondering if I could request a cute little cowboy divider, and if it could have a cowboy hat or something? Iโ€™d really really appreciate it if you could. if not itโ€™s totally okay!! Tysm <3
Ahh hi - thank you so much! That is really kind of you to say, and I am happy to help and share them! ๐Ÿ’•and omg yes I would love to make you some cowboy ones! I did a range of themes (hats and then a couple extras) - I hope these will work for you and that you like these! ๐Ÿค ๐ŸŒต๐Ÿ’•
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