#( v; town with pep. )

[perfectioncursed]

“And that makes it okay?”

prompt list | accepting | @pinkxperfectionisms

❝no, that--it's not what I meant at all.❞ it seemed like they were actually doing this, actually having the conversation that Betty had simultaneously desired but also dreaded since she had learned of Eli's existence. it hadn't taken long for the blonde to approach her mother about it, that conversation ending in hoarse voices from all of the yelling & tears from both sides that seemed to change the very foundation of their relationship.

the topic of which had come up with her twin sister a few weeks later, almost accidentally. Eli had mentioned Alice & the words had just kind of...slipped out. Betty never did have the luxury of a filter around the people she considered most important. & it wasn't like she was trying to defend her mother, not at all, but Alice had said that if there had been a way to go back & do things differently, raise the girls together, that she would have taken it in a heartbeat. in the moment it had seemed crucial to convey that point to Eli. but she, of course, hadn't thought about how it might have sounded. like their mother only regretted it because of the way things had turned out, not that she truly wanted to make things right.

after a few tense moments of silence, all of the thoughts that should gone through Betty's head before doing it now, she leaned over to wrap an arm around her sister. ❝I'm sorry, E. I'm so so sorry. for everything.❞ it wasn't even clear what she was apologizing for, but the guilt that wracked her right then almost had Betty in tears. ❝but we're here now. & I'm not going to let anything come in between us again. you're my family.❞ a word that seemed to hold more importance than ever now. ❝I love you, you know that. right?❞

[chiming-bluebells]

LEXI’S REALITIES

⋆ ˚｡⋆ᨳ an ode to life itself.

heavy-eyed and drowsy, filled with mirth, cinnamon, and a certain night-born sweetness; she plants her fig tree with reverence. her lives. her realities. her self portrait.

THE MAZE RUNNER . . . main/home reality !!

where i’m the first and second-to-last girl to join group a. med-jack with a penchant for creating mischief and napping underneath swaying branches; if i’m not in the med-hut playing doctor, then i’m most likely in the kitchen together with frypan acting as his sous chef.

i. the maze runner masterlist

ii. introduction

iii. pin board

FANTASY / TERABITIA . . . main !!

on a cold winter night in 977 A.D., a single star fell from the heavens. it descended gently into the glade of edrasil, pulsing softly like a heart. when the light faded, a newborn lay in its place. a girl with the glow of the cosmos still clinging to her skin. i, the princess of terabitia, had been born.

i. introduction

ii. pin board

iii. the ancient land of terabitia

iv. fragrant balsam & redolence

v. what’s in my bag satchel?

vi. this little life ; ask game

MARAUDERS . . . wip; main !

where i’m a witch; a half-blood descendant of the scandinavian noble wizardry house of NATT (,,NIGHT”). 1970s groovy galore. a seer and a parrot/budgie animagus nicknamed chatty. ravenclaw with an appetite for creating mischief together with the marauders; giving newt the hufflepuff prefect regular headaches.

i. introduction

ii. pin board

MOUNTAIN GETAWAY . . . wip; potential main !

reality where i co-run a ski resort and gift shop together with my best friends (yes, my maze runner people are in the mix. surprise, surprise), and spend my days knitting sweaters and mittens. idyllic little mountain town covered in pine forests; cute little cafés and bookstores in the heart of it all. cold cold winters with lots of snow, woolen scarves, and hot cacao.

i. introduction

ii. pin board

FISHERMAN’S DAUGHTER . . . wip !

the setting: norway, 1920s. think grand fjords, impressive mountains, and quaint villages.

the days on sea are defined by thick wool sweaters, sturdy boots, and mental pep-talks to brace against the cold and harsh weather. nets are cast. the crew works en masse. and seagulls cry overhead.

WAITING ROOM . . .

an introvert’s dream; where i live in a (literally) enchanted castle-like cottage. where warm summer rain and thunderstorms are the predominant weather, and sweet treats are in abundance. magical walk-in closet. access to edits of my dr selves. ginger the cat and bark the dog (of course). regular waiting room stuff.

FOR THE FUTURE . . . UNSCRIPTED / HALF-FINISHED REALITIES.

i. better cr ◞ author, artist & future screenwriter. lit. student at oxford. daughter to a world renowned film director and a celebrated novelist. nepo-baby dream and old money lifestyle.

ii. illustrator/band dr ◞ co-creator of GORILLAZ. set in the 90s. secret identity. artist, illustrator, guitarist & writer.

iii. mermaid dr ◞ dozing off in seashell beds and pulling pranks on sailors and pirates.

iv. house of anubis dr ◞ original het huis anubis…..but in swedish.

v. vampire / history dr ◞ experiencing historical events as an immortal blood-sucking being.

vi. traveller dr ◞ a reality solely for travelling around the globe and experiencing the world!

vii. pixie hollow dr ◞ i. have. wings.

[bluephoenixgirl]

Loved You First

Miguel Diaz x Reader

Warnings: Some Adult Language, Angst, Fluff, Jealousy, Break Up, Heartbreak, Mini Make Out Session, And Possible Grammar Errors. (Sorry If I Forgot Any!!)

Summary: Miguel has known Y/N ever since he moved into town. As time went on he developed feelings for his best friend. When Junior Prom approaches Miguel goes to ask Y/N to Prom, but is heartbroken to find out that she already has a date.

Song Inspiration: Loved You First By One Direction

Word Count: 1,714

Author’s Note: Here is my first Miguel Diaz imagine! I really wanted to write for him since he reminds me of Daniel from the movies and I love Daniel so much obviously. Also I couldn’t for some reason add a link of the song so if you want to listen to it just go on YouTube and you can listen to it there! Hope you all enjoy!

Y/N and Miguel have been friends ever since Miguel had moved into town. Y/N was one of Miguel’s first friends since she was the one that showed him around their school. Her dad is the principal of the school they go to.

Since day one Y/N has always been by Miguel’s side. She’s been to every karate tournament cheering him on in the stands. When Miguel didn’t think he was going to be able to walk again Y/N was there helping him with Johnny. The confidence she has in him is what gives him confidence.

As time went on Miguel has grown feelings for Y/N. At first it only started out as a crush but turned into love really quick.

The school’s junior prom was coming up and Hawk and Dimitri had finally convinced Miguel to ask Y/N. Miguel has been putting it off because of his nerves but after having a pep talk from Johnny, he finally got the confidence.

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It was the end of the school day and Miguel just got out of his last class. He immediately spotted Y/N standing at her locker by herself. Miguel could feel his nerves start to pace so he took a deep and calming breath. “Just remember what Sensei told you.” Miguel whispered to himself. Once he finally felt his nerves relaxed, he walked over to Y/N.

“Hey, Y/N.” Miguel said getting her attention. “Hey, Miguel.” Y/N said with a smile. “What’s going on?” Y/N asked him in a curious tone. “You know how prom is coming up soon, right?” Miguel asked her. “Yes! I’m so excited!” Y/N told him with excitement in her voice. “Well, I was wondering if you-” Miguel started to say but a voice cut him off before he could finish his sentence.

The voice belonged to a boy. Miguel has never seen the boy before. “Hey, Y/N.” The boy said standing next to Y/N. “Hey Nathan.” Y/N said to him. “Miguel, this is Nathan. He just moved here a couple of months ago.” Y/N said introducing them to each other. “Nice to meet you.” Nathan told Miguel with a kind smile. “You, too.” Miguel said with just a nod of the head.

“Are you ready for our date?” Nathan asked Y/N in a curious tone. Miguel felt his heart sink to the floor when Nathan said the word date. “Sure am.” Y/N said closing her locker. “See you later, Miguel.” Y/N said and walked past him with Nathan by her side. “See you later.” Miguel muttered out as he watched Y/N walk down the hallway with Nathan.

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It was the night of the prom and Miguel really didn’t want to go since Y/N is Nathan’s date. But some how he got Hawk and Dimitri to convince him to go. His mom and Johnny also told him to go since he’s only going to have one junior prom.

Miguel was standing at a table with Hawk and Dimitri. He was watching Y/N and Nathan dancing on the dance floor together. Seeing Y/N having the best time with a different guy made Miguel sick to his stomach in jealousy. It wasn’t fair. Miguel fell in love with Y/N first. He’s loved Y/N before Nathan even came into town. Everything Y/N has done with Nathan; she should be doing with Miguel.

“Dude, you staring at Y/N isn’t helping you.” Hawk told Miguel in a stern tone. “I can’t fucking help it!” Miguel said with frustration in his voice looking away from Y/N. “Miguel, trust us. We really wanted you to get with Y/N, but Nathan got to her first.” Dimitri told him. “But I loved her first!” Miguel said still frustration his voice. He let out a sigh as he ran one of his hands through his hair.

“It’s no one’s fault but mine.” Miguel said in a calmer voice. “If I would’ve just told Y/N my feelings sooner, that would be me out there with her.” Miguel added. “Come on Miguel, you’re being way to hard on yourself.” Hawk told him. “I’m just going to go home.” Miguel told them and walked away. Hawk and Dimitri called out to Miguel, but he just kept on walking.

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Ever since prom Y/N hasn’t seen or heard from Miguel which has made her very worried about him. She would text or call him, but no response. She feels like she did something wrong.

When Y/N was walking the halls, she saw Hawk. “Hey, Hawk.” Y/N called out as she jogged up to him. Hawk stopped walking and turned around to face her. “Y/N, what’s up?” Hawk said in a curious tone. “Have you seen or heard from Miguel?” Y/N asked him. “Yeah, I was actually just talking with him.” Hawk answered her. “Oh.” Y/N said with a frown.

“Why, is everything okay?” Hawk asked her with concern in his voice. “Ever since prom he seems to be avoiding me.” Y/N told him with sadness. “Did I do something wrong?” Y/N asked him. “Of course you didn’t do anything wrong.” Hawk said reassuring her. “Then why is Miguel ignoring me?” Y/N asked with a hint of frustration in her voice. “Ugh, fuck! Miguel is going to kick my ass for this.” Hawk said with a groan. “What?” Y/N asked him with confusion.

“Miguel is in love with you.” Hawk told her. He really wanted Miguel to be the one to tell her, but seeing the state Y/N is in, he knew she deserves to know. Y/N felt her whole body go into shock. Miguel has feelings for her. Not just a crush but love, he loves her. “Fuck, I shouldn’t have told you that.” Hawk said with regret. “No!” Y/N said quickly. “I’m glad you told me.” Y/N said reassuring him. “I have to go find him.” Y/N said and walked away from Hawk.

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It was nighttime and Y/N was at the drive-in movies with Nathan. She tried all day to find Miguel, but she had no luck. She’s been thinking about Miguel all day. In her classes she kept losing focus. As she sat in Nathan’s car all she could think about was of course Miguel. She was barely watching the movie.

“Hey.” Nathan said getting her attention. “You, okay?” Nathan asked her. “You’ve been quiet all night.” He added. “Sorry, I just have a lot going on in my head.” Y/N told him. “Does it have something to do with Miguel?” Nathan asked which took her by surprise. She knew not to lie. “Yes.” Y/N said with a nod.

“You have feelings for him.” Nathan said taking her by surprise again. “What?” Y/N said in a surprised tone. “Y/N, I don’t know if you noticed, but all you talk about is Miguel.” Nathan told her.

Right when he said that is when she realized that she does having feelings for Miguel. “Shit!” Y/N said. “Nathan, I am so sorry, but you’re right. I do have feelings for Miguel. I didn’t realize it until now.” Y/N told him immediately feeling bad for him. “Y/N, you have nothing to be sorry about.” Nathan told her in a reassuring tone. “You feel how you feel.” He added. Y/N just gave him a nod. She doesn’t know what else to say to Nathan.

“Can I give you some advice?” Nathan asked her. Y/N gave him another nod. “Next time you see Miguel, just come out and tell him how you feel.” Nathan told her. “I will.” Y/N told him. “Thanks, Nathan.” Y/N said to him with a small smile. “It’s no problem.” Nathan told her returning the small smile.

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After Nathan dropped Y/N off at her house she got into her own car and drove to Miguel’s apartment. Even though she knows Miguel feels the same way she still couldn’t help but feel nervous. She’s scared that it might be too late.

Y/N parked her car and turned it off. She got out of her car and walk to Miguel’s apartment door. She knocked on the door lightly with her knuckles and waited patiently. When the door opened there stood Miguel.

“Y/N?” Miguel said surprised to see her at his door. “What are you doing here so late?” Miguel asked her. It was little bit after nine-thirty. “Sorry for showing up late and out of the blue, but I really need to talk to you.” Y/N told him. Miguel noticed the seriousness in her eyes. “Oh, okay.” Miguel said stepping out of his apartment. He closed the door behind him.

“What’s up?” Miguel asked her. “Nathan and I broke up tonight.” Y/N told him. When those words came out of Y/N’s mouth Miguel wanted to do a back flip in excitement, but he knew not to. “Oh, um I’m sorry to hear that.” Miguel told her. Y/N saw right through his lie, but she wasn’t mad about it.

“Nathan actually helped me realize something.” Y/N told him. “What was it?” Miguel asked her in a curious tone. Y/N took one of his hands into hers which took Miguel by surprise. “You’re the one I have feelings for.” Y/N told him looking up into his eyes. “I have feelings for you, too.” Miguel told her taking her other hand into his. “Shit, I’m actually in love with you.” Miguel added as he stared back into her eyes.

Y/N wanted to tell him that she knows about his feelings, but she didn’t want to throw Hawk under the bus.

“I’m sorry it took me this long to realize my feelings for you.” Y/N told him. “Hey, it’s okay.” Miguel reassured her. “You’re here now and that’s all that matters.” Miguel told her with a smile forming on his lips. Y/N lips turned up into a smile, too.

They both leaned in at the same time and connected their lips together. Their lips fit perfectly together. As they kissed Miguel’s hands landed on her hips while Y/N’s arms wrapped around Miguel’s neck.

“Fuck yeah, Miguel!” They heard a voice yell out which made them release from the kiss. When they looked over, they saw that the voice belonged to Johnny. He was standing outside of his apartment door.

“Damn it, sensei!” Miguel said with a mixture of embarrassment and annoyance in his tone. Y/N couldn’t help but let out a giggle.

[alwaysmoncheri]

𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐝𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐧 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫

summary: in which best friends, y/n henderson and steve harrington get caught up in their feelings while paranormal activities occur in the small town of hawkins, indiana

𝐬𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐧𝐞

I - the vanishing of will byers 1.9k

II - the search 2.1k

III - the weirdo on maple street 2k

IV - the house party 2.1k

V - the body 2.4k

VI - pictures 1k

VII - the woods 2.4k

VIII - don’t turn off the lights 1.7k

IX - monster hunting 2.5k

X - the kiddie pool 2.7k

XI - let’s kill this son of a bitch 4.1k

XII - happy holidays 2.7k

𝐬𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐰𝐨

XIII - mad max 3k

XIV - new kids on the block 2.4k

XV - halloween night 4.6k

XVI - tension 1.9k

XVII - episodes 2.3k

XVIII - the cellar 2.3k

XIX - sexual electricity 3.1k

XX - the junkyard 3.3k

XXI - hawkins lab 2.3k

XXII - the spy 1.8k

XXIII - together again 3.4k

XXIV - the fight 2.6k

XXV - tunnels 3.1k

XXVI - the snow ball 3k

𝐬𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞

XXVII - scoops ahoy 3.3k

XXVIII - suzie, do you copy? 2.7k

XXIX - the code 2.4k

XXX - evil russians 2.6k

XXXI - the air ducts 2.1k

XXXII - child endangerment 2.4k

XXXIII - booby traps 2.8k

XXXIV - the gate 2.4k

XXXV - caught 2.9k

XXXVI - drugged 2.1k

XXXVII - escaping evil russians 101 2.8k

XXXVIII - interrogate me 3.6k

XXXIX - the bite 2.4k

XL - the mind flayer 2.1k

XLI - scoops troop 3k

XLII - the battle of starcourt 4.5k

XLIII - new beginnings 2.7k

𝐬𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐫

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XLV - the nightmares 5k

XLVI - the game 2.5k

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[obsolescent]

The Necessity of Saints - Part Two

Part One

Pairing: Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley x SingleMom!Reader

Author's Notes: Um. I went in LMFAO. I literally had to cut myself off from writing anymore for this. I hope you enjoy!

Content Warnings: Explicit sexual content, P in V sex, multiple orgasms, protected sex, fingering, squirting, nipple play, cumming from nipple play, Simon is a gentle lover and always aiming to please, reader is touched-starved.

Word Count: 3,241

You let Simon know your availability, agreeing on a time–a date–something you haven’t been on in years. You’re filled with excitement, giddy at the prospect of dressing up and going out with someone, thinking of what all you two could do. Dinner, of course, maybe a movie? Oh! Maybe that carnival that’s in town for the week. You laugh to yourself, so many possibilities. So much anticipation bubbling, it has spilled over into your interactions with everyone around you.

“You’re chipper than usual, have anything going on?” A coworker asks. “Mama, you’re literally glowing, it’s so cute,” Your daughter says with a giggle, delighted to see you with a pep in your step this whole week. Friday night arrives, your excitement now mingling with nervousness. ‘Need something to wear, should I dress casually or should I be bold? Something slutty? Ugh, I don’t think I even have those types of clothes anymore.’ You don’t, you really don’t have much except for comfortable clothing now, some flowy dresses and skirts, and flats and sandals.

You pick out your fanciest dress. A long sleeved, empire cut, burnt orange dress with a sweetheart neckline. The length reaches mid calf, and you pair it with some comfortable, strappy flats. You fix your hair and makeup, looking sophisticated yet casual. ‘Probably the best for a first date.’ You and Simon spoke some more in regards to plans for that night, settling on a restaurant downtown to begin with. You agreed to meet there, not wanting him to know where you live just yet.

Your hands are sweaty as hell. You continue to wipe them off, pacing the living room while the time gets closer for you to leave. “O-M-G mama, relax! It’ll be fine. Just take some deep breaths and sit down,” Rhea says, having watched your anxious movements for the past ten minutes. “Ugh, I just…Don’t know what to do with myself,” You say, finding your way to sit next to her. She pats your shoulder, “Are you worried he won’t like the way you look? You look great, mama, I think he would think you’re pretty even if you showed up in a trash bag.” You guffaw, grinning at your daughter. She is a light in your life that you’re so glad to have, thankful for her reassuring words.

The clock reads 6:45 PM, fifteen minutes before your arranged time. “Reckon I better get going,” You let out a shaky breath, standing up and grabbing your purse. “Have a good time and have fun, love ya and be careful!” Rhea shouts from the couch as you’re opening the front door, “Love you, too!” You shout back, closing and locking the door. You get inside your car, backing out of the driveway and heading to the restaurant.

You arrive with five minutes to spare, giving yourself a pep talk. “If he doesn't like you, he can stick it! Go off on your own and treat yourself,” You say out loud, looking at your reflection in the visor’s mirror, making last minute adjustments to your look. You cut the engine and step out, locking the doors. Walking towards the entrance, you notice Simon standing off to the side, a bouquet in his hands, the other in his pocket. You’re internally screaming, face turning red at just seeing him with the flowers, in a black button up with matching slacks. 

He notices you approaching, giving you a smile, “Hello, love. Glad I didn’t scare you off,” He greets you, handing the bouquet over. A bushel of ranunculus, all varieties of color. “Thank you so much, these are beautiful,” You inhale their scent. “Could say the same about you, you look wonderful,” He says, his gaze following the contours of your body. You give a meek ‘thank you’ blush reaching the tips of your ears. “Shall we?” He asks, extending his arm for you to take. You nod, grabbing onto it, feeling him flex his muscles. ‘Good Lord he’s ripped.’ You both head inside, where the host seats you at a table in the corner, Simon taking the seat that faces out into the restaurant.

Light conversation begins, learning about one another. You find out that Simon is retired from the British military, which prompts you to ask why he’s here, of all places. “I like the liquor,” He says, causing you to laugh. Conversation carries on into dinner, your nerves far away from your thoughts, the wine Simon ordered helping to ease them. You’re honestly happy to have Simon’s company. He insists on paying for your meal, you opposing the whole time. ‘Let him treat you, he seems to really like doing it,’ The thought swimming through your mind. You bite your tongue, smiling and giving your thanks.

After the bill is paid, he escorts you out, once more offering his arm to you, which you gladly hang on to this time. You walk out into the crisp night air, feeling light and full of happiness. “Anything else you’re up for?” He asks, glancing down at you. You mention what you had been thinking about earlier, about the visiting carnival or a movie. He chuckles at your suggestions, “A movie sounds nice, yeah?” You nod, him leading you to his car. A sleek, black, Chevrolet Silverado is what he brings you to. Looking at it in astonishment, big and hefty. ‘Just like him.’ 

He helps you practically climb into the passenger side, settling in and buckling your seatbelt. He joins you on the other side, turning the ignition on and pausing, seeming almost nervous about what he’s going to say next. “If you’re comfortable with it, would you be opposed to watching a movie at my flat?” He asks, shifting in his seat, using your wording from your first proposition. “No, no at all opposed,” You respond, replying with his past sentence. He looks over with a grin, “Alright, love,” Is said before he pulls out of the parking spot, in the direction of his apartment.

He gives his thanks, sitting down beside you. He picks up the remote and turns on his television, scrolling through the selections. You had mentioned liking the horror genre earlier, him also in agreement. He seemed to be checking out the movies in that category, noticing one you had been meaning to watch, but hadn’t gotten around to it. You express your interest in that film, before he selects it.

The movie begins, you settling against the cushions to immerse. Simon shifts a bit closer to you, before putting his arm on the back of the couch, the warmth radiating from him. You give a slight shiver, haven’t been this close to someone other than your daughter in a long time. He notices, grabbing a throw blanket near the end of the couch before draping it across your form. You turn red, not having the guts to tell him the real reason why you shivered. 

As the movie progresses, you steal glances at his profile. Blond hair effortlessly tousled, stubble adding a rugged look to him, his pronounced nose slightly crooked, likely due to it being broken before. He’s quite the looker, with a great personality to match. He looks over at you, catching you staring. Your gazes lock, looking deeply into his honeyed eyes. He smiles, before clearing his throat. “Would you like some bourbon?” You weren’t expecting that, but agree, him rising from his seat and making his way to a liquor cabinet, pouring you both a glass.

He hands you yours, taking a cautious sip. It goes down smoothly, warming your throat. You hum, thanking him, while he settles back into place. Immersing yourself once more, you don’t realize how much you’ve drank until the glass is empty. You set it down on the coffee table, the warmth now spreading throughout your body. He sets his down besides yours, having finished his own. His arm brushes your own as he sits back. You contemplate on asking him to cuddle, worrying your bottom lip. ‘It’s just cuddling,’ you think, inhaling through your nose, taking a deep breath. “Could we, uh, cuddle?” You ask, grimacing at how unsure it sounds. He raises an eyebrow, “Is that what you really want, love?” Your body buzzes at the pet name, but you squish it down, nodding your head. He wraps an arm around your waist, pulling you close.

Your body ignites at the sensation, nerve endings buzzing at his grip. ‘Bless your heart’ you say to yourself. It never occurred to you that you would be touch starved after all this time, but it’s made itself known. His cologne, the fabric of his shirt rubbing against you, his breath fanning out over your hair, small touches that feel so immense. You then notice the brush of his thumb, slightly rubbing at your waist. Heat surges downwards, like you’ve been set on fire. 

You don’t realize you’ve made a noise until you feel Simon tense up against you. “Everything alright? Do you want me to stop touching you?” He asks, beginning to pull away. “No!” You squeak out, face aflame. “It just…Feels really good? Ugh, sorry, you’re not even…I haven’t been touched in a long, long time. I didn’t know it would affect me like this,” You try to laugh it off, beginning to fidget under his gaze. He nods in understanding. “I’ve been like that as well, nothin’ to be bashful about,'' He says, shifting to face you, his firm grip steadfast.

“Y-yeah, I’m just more…Sensitive? Than I thought, I hope it isn’t bothering you,” You respond. His hand slides up to cup your jaw, large hands engulfing the side of your face. Your breath catches in your throat, frozen in place. “Not botherin’ me at all, love,” he mutters, studying your face. This close to him, you notice more details. Faint scars scattered across his face, likely due to his field of work. Feeling emboldened, you bring a hand to his face, tracing one that reaches from under one of his eyes to the top of his upper lip. He tenses again, watching your movements. 

Reaching his lips, you let your thumb graze across them, a huff of breath leaving Simon’s mouth, warming your finger. “Somethin’ you want, is there?” He whispers, pulling you closer. Liquid courage coursing through you, you ask, “Never got to properly thank you for your help at the store. Could I…?” You trail off, hoping he picks up what you’re putting down. He does, but that open ended question isn’t the exact wording he’s looking for. “Could you what, love? You can ask for it, can’t you?” 

Needing words of consent, you take a deep breath. “May I kiss you?” He smirks. “There you are.” He allows you to close the distance. At first, you give a peck to his cheek, before pressing your lips against his. You tilt your head, deepening the kiss, clutching at his shirt. Simon threads his fingers through your hair, sighing against you. 

Oh God. You want him so badly, a profound yearning within your gut blooms throughout your body. Feeling desperate, your hands comb through his locks, a firm grip on them. He grunts, before tugging on yours, causing a rather loud moan to slip from your mouth. “P-Please, Simon. I want you,” You plead, breaking away to kiss along his jaw. He hums, “Good girl, using your words,” He pets your hair, his hand trailing from your hair down your back, fingertips light across your spine, sending a shiver through you.

His hand finds its destination, firmly grabbing your ass. You gasp out, arching against him. “Touch starved, are we?” He asks, chuckling. You whimper, grasping at his forearms, close to getting on your hands and knees to beg him to keep going, please please don’t stop. “Been needin’ someone to take care of you, yeah? Allow me, sweet girl.” You feel like igniting at his words, his sweet talk adding fuel to the ever growing heat inside your body.

His hands reach towards your upper back, locating the zipper on your dress. He hesitates, waiting for your approval which is given with a quick ‘yes yes yes’. Agonizingly slow, he pulls it down, before taking both hands and pulling at the sleeves to move the upper half away from your heated flesh.

Oh. You forgot you hadn’t worn a bra tonight, the dress having built in cups, you didn’t see the reason to, until now. Feeling bare under his burning gaze, you hunch over. “None of that now, love. S’just me,” He says, moving your arms away from your chest. Sitting upright again, you jut your chest out some, closing your eyes against his wandering stare, taking you in. “Gorgeous,” He whispers, fingers running along the slope of your left breast. 

Gasping, you stick your chest out more. You’re hoping he doesn’t need verbal approval, not trusting yourself to form cohesive thoughts at the moment. He continues, your reactions enough. His light touches are bordering on driving you feral, needing more. You squeeze his forearms, hoping he receives the message. He seems to understand, leaning down and taking a nipple into his mouth, his hand pinching the other. 

You cry out, sensation like lightning electrifying you. Your eyes roll back into your head, chanting, “Please please don’t stop, feel s’good, God, please keep going!” He obliges, sucking harder on your hardened nub while tugging on the other. You begin trembling. “W-wait, Simon, I think I’m–” A loud moan rushes out of you along with wetness, soaking your panties from suddenly squirting. A tug of your nipple between his teeth sent you careening over the edge into glory. Your orgasm spreads throughout your body, holding onto him for dear life.

Simon groans, pulling away. “Fucking hell. Cumming from me barely touching you.” He’s looking at you in wonder. He lays you back against the leather, pulling your dress off all the way. Left in just your soiled underwear, he soon pulls those down as well, moaning as he sees the mess you made. “Gonna be the death of me,” He mutters, pocketing the ruined panties. He quickly unbuttons his shirt, exposing his chest in all its grandeur. You bite your lip at the literal marble statue hovering over you, running your hands down his pecs and abs. 

You reach his slacks, tugging at his belt. He unbuckles said item, unzipping his pants and pulling them down. Now able to see his rather hefty cock straining against his underwear. You let out another whimper, legs automatically spreading open. “Goin’ to give you all you need, sweet girl. Being so good for me,” He says, running his hands up and down your legs, giving a reassuring squeeze to them. He kisses down your chest and stomach, touches soft and sweet. Reaching the apex of your thighs, his hands slot behind your knees, pushing your thighs against you, laid bare before him.

The passion in his eyes is so intense you have to look away, biting your lip. He tuts at you, “Want you to see this next part,” He says, directing your gaze back to him. He smiles, before suddenly a hot stripe of his tongue runs up, through your folds and to your clit. You toss your head back and yell, his chuckle vibrating against your pussy. Your legs are shaking even harder than before. Your words incoherent, you grasp at his hand, pulling him closer to your heat. ‘Good Lord, he’s a goddamn professional.’ Good to know your thoughts are still intact.

Your thoughts come to a standstill, Simon sliding a finger into your warmth. He swirls it around inside before adding another, crooking upwards while sucking on your clit. “Ah!” You’re thrown over that precipice again, legs clamping around his head. He pulls away, watching you shudder and convulse, wetness releasing from you once more. He grins, proud of his work. “Think you have one more in you, sweet girl,” He says, matter of factly, like he didn’t just remove your soul from your body twice in under ten minutes. 

He pushes your thighs further up this time, knees almost bracketing each side of your head. ‘Good God, this man is going to ruin me.’ You’re thankful your thoughts have returned for the moment, knowing your brain will be scattered again soon. He reaches down, pulling a condom from his wallet, slipping it on. “Ready for me?” He asks, lining himself up with your quivering hole, clenching around nothing for the moment. You nod. “Yes, yes, yes please,” you beg, shame be damned, needing Simon inside you now.

He slides in effortlessly, going achingly slow. The stretch is a lot, not surprising, though. It definitely matches in accordance with the rest of his body. He fully seats himself inside you, letting you adjust. “Please, move. Fuck me, Simon, need it so bad,” You’re able to form a coherent sentence, it rushing out of you near the end when Simon pulls out and glides back in. “Fuck, so tight, love. Feel so good, baby,” He moans out, picking up speed. Skin slapping against skin fills the quiet space, movie long over with. 

He’s hitting every single inch of you, rubbing just right. He leans over you, letting your legs drop. You take the opportunity to wrap them around his waist, pulling him flush against you. Simon brings you in for a searing kiss, rocking his hips into you, barely leaving you now. Your moans and panting are music to his ears, his own noises making you sing to the heavens. Reaching in between your bodies, he works your clit in unison with the grinding of his hips. “One more love, you can do it, there you go sweet girl, so good f’me,” He feels the rhythmic clenching around his cock and your squealing, reaching euphoria for the last time that night. He picks up the pace again, his thrusts soon stuttering as he reaches his own end, gasping and whimpering into your neck. 

He keeps himself propped up on his elbows while you both calm from the frenzied activity. As your breath evens out, he pecks your cheek, grinning. “Most proper thanks I’ve received,” He says, laughing at your widening eyes. “You–!” You swat at his chest, beginning to laugh yourself. He slides out, disposing of the condom before picking you up, carrying you to his bedroom. He sets you down on his silken black sheets, before laying next to you. You toss your leg over his before snuggling into his chest. He kisses the top of your head, feeling warm. You mumble a ‘Good night’ before drifting off, Simon not far behind you. Allowing himself to fall asleep cradling you in his arms. Feeling content and happy for the first time in a long while.

Tags: @dwkfan, spicy part two ♡

[ysaefinn]

Your brain is amazing, and your works are delectable (its like going to a very nice buffet) I loving it here 💕 also, reading the reaction of Satoru and Suguru to the "going back to work" was hilarious, but just because I love chaos and making their blood pressure high like a roller coaster, imagine like their darling went on with the job hunting, failing various time (It's difficult out there) and these two are like "I'm so sorry baby, you will get it" "don't worry, there must be various places who love to have you" while hugging your wet cat self who is sad that no one is hiring you while partying in their heads that you have to surrender this idea of working (they have to be supportive, well, at least on the outside) but their fears came true when you get back, happily hopping like a bunny with a new piece of lettuce, delivering the horrendous words of "I got hired !!!!" and they are like "that's amazing honey" with tight smiles in their faces, maybe this won't be that bad? Thought Suguru, maybe it's just a part-time job in a store, thought Satoru. But then they ask, "Where is your new working place?" and you answer with such a joy in your voice, "In a nightclub, there's a new place in a "very not so safe part of the city" that needed people. I passed by, saw the "hiring waitress," got in, and the manager hired me! The hours may be from 7 p.m. to 3 a.m. but is only on weekends, and the pay is good!"

THIS IS ACTUALLY A NIGHTMARE SITUATION FOR THEM ANON PLEEEASEEEE 😭😭😭😭

ok i just had to let that out but first of all TYSM IM SO HAPPY UR ENJOYINH MY SILLY LITTLE THOUGHTS AND EXCESSIVE AMOUNT OF TYPOS (they're a free gift lmao) plz stay for as long as you like you're always welcome here 🫶🫶🫶🫶

SO BACK TO YOUR DEMONIC MENACE BEHAVIOR, WHAT ARE YOU THINKING ANON???? TOT THEY WILL ACTUALLY DROP FUCKING DEAD RIGHT THEN AND THERE.

Look i know, you know, they know that it's selfish but they actually have to hide their disappointment and anxiety when you come home all jolly with a little pep in your steps all smiles and giggles excited to tell them about your new position TAT suguru is naturally gonna have a harder time keeping himself together and not collapsing on their expensive marble floors bcuz...come on....you're his little baby cat ...you shouldn't be working at all.,,, while dilftoru is excited for you, he's very fond of the youth (in canon that is) and while he does prefer you relaxed on their couch catching some Z's, at the end of the day he really admires your stubborn little ass and ultimately would support u getting a job.

,,,,,,just not at a nightclub TAT LOOK AT THOSE HOURS, in a sketchy part of town AND SOMEWHERE WHERE PEOPLE THINK STAFF ARE FREE GAME, they're not gonna try sugar coating this they're telling you point blank that this is a horrible idea, dilftoru just stares into the distance, completely loses his sweet goofy smile while dilfguru isn't trying to be sly anymore he isn't trying to gently coax you into his lap and tracing circles on your hips while whispering sweet little promises of always keeping you safe and happy, and how proud they are of you for landing this position, but how you don't really have to follow through, that maybe you should just keep relaxing now that you know you can get there, isn't that enough?

No, he's skipping the whole song and dance abs holding you by the shoulders, looking you dead in the eye, and telling you that you're not leaving this house for the foreseeable future TOT you'd usually look at satoru for help when suguru loses the plot a little but he's not helping you either LMFAO there's actually no chance in hell where you're going through with this they genuinely believe you'll never make it home to them and the thought alone is turning the rest of their hair gray (does satoru's hair go black?) They just get so serious really quick it's really scary you don't want this anon ;v;

They monitor you a lot closer for the next few weeks, I really mean this, they are mortified losing sleep and everything 😭😭 they typically rather talk things out but again, they are very prone to desperation and if you're still sticking to your guns, they will resort to scooping u up and dropping u on the bed to have you completely immobile by the next morning. Listen this is an outcome they would gladly choose over potentially never having you cuddle between them again TAT

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Uzi: My aesthetic is "would be suspected of witchcraft by small town citizens."

⋆.ೃ࿔:･.·͙̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩̥͙　✩　*̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩͙‧͙ .ੈ✩‧₊˚.·͙̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩̥͙　✩　̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩͙‧͙ .⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

N: If I were a drink, I'd be Cherry Nanilla Coke. If you were a drink, what would you be? V:Bleach. Uzi: Sewage. N: ...Please calm down, edgelords.

⋆.ೃ࿔:･.·͙̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩̥͙　✩　*̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩͙‧͙ .ੈ✩‧₊˚.·͙̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩̥͙　✩　̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩͙‧͙ .⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

J: Have I ever told you that you cook well? N:Awww, no, you haven't! J: So why do you keep cooking?

⋆.ೃ࿔:･.·͙̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩̥͙　✩　*̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩͙‧͙ .ੈ✩‧₊˚.·͙̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩̥͙　✩　̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩͙‧͙ .⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

N: Are you drinking enough water? Uzi: Sometimes my tears get in my mouth.

⋆.ೃ࿔:･.·͙̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩̥͙　✩　*̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩͙‧͙ .ੈ✩‧₊˚.·͙̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩̥͙　✩　̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩͙‧͙ .⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

Lizzy: Well, if you're not at least a little bit gay for your friends, then what kind of friend are you?

⋆.ೃ࿔:･.·͙̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩̥͙　✩　*̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩͙‧͙ .ੈ✩‧₊˚.·͙̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩̥͙　✩　̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩͙‧͙ .⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

Uzi: Do you have any idea what you’re doing? V: Why start now?

⋆.ೃ࿔:･.·͙̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩̥͙　✩　*̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩͙‧͙ .ੈ✩‧₊˚.·͙̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩̥͙　✩　̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩͙‧͙ .⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

Lizzy: What's your greatest fear? V: Being forgotten. Lizzy: ... Lizzy: Damn, that's deep. Lizzy: Mine is the Kool Aid man, but I feel kinda stupid about it now...

⋆.ೃ࿔:･.·͙̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩̥͙　✩　*̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩͙‧͙ .ੈ✩‧₊˚.·͙̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩̥͙　✩　̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩͙‧͙ .⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

N: Tommorrow's garbage day. J: I can't believe they made a whole day dedicated to you.

⋆.ೃ࿔:･.·͙̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩̥͙　✩　*̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩͙‧͙ .ੈ✩‧₊˚.·͙̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩̥͙　✩　̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩͙‧͙ .⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

J: You... you said I could trust you!! J: You said you were a GAMER!!! Tescyn: J... I only play mobile games. J: NOOOOOOOO!!!!!!

⋆.ೃ࿔:･.·͙̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩̥͙　✩　*̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩͙‧͙ .ੈ✩‧₊˚.·͙̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩̥͙　✩　̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩͙‧͙ .⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

N: Everything will be ok. You can not stop it. N: Everything will be fine. You have no choice. Tessa: What the fuck kind of pep talk is that? N: Ominous positivity.

⋆.ೃ࿔:･.·͙̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩̥͙　✩　*̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩͙‧͙ .ੈ✩‧₊˚.·͙̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩̥͙　✩　̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩͙‧͙ .⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

Cyn: *pulls back the curtain while N is showering* Cyn: Hey did we - stop screaming it’s me - did we run out of Cheerios?

⋆.ೃ࿔:･.·͙̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩̥͙　✩　*̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩͙‧͙ .ੈ��‧₊˚.·͙̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩̥͙　✩　̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩͙‧͙ .⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

N: That sounds super! Doesn’t that sound super, Uzi? Uzi: No. N: I think I speak for Uzi when I say it sounds really super.

⋆.ೃ࿔:･.·͙̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩̥͙　✩　*̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩͙‧͙ .ੈ✩‧₊˚.·͙̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩̥͙　✩　̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩͙‧͙ .⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

N: When Uzi & Cyn was born, the gods said, "They're too perfect for this world." J: Please. When they were born, the devil said, "Oh, competition."

⋆.ೃ࿔:･.·͙̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩̥͙　✩　*̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩͙‧͙ .ੈ✩‧₊˚.·͙̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩̥͙　✩　̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩͙‧͙ .⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

Lizzy: I have a problem. V: Kill it. Lizzy: Can you chill for like, two seconds?

⋆.ೃ࿔:･.·͙̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩̥͙　✩　*̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩͙‧͙ .ੈ✩‧₊˚.·͙̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩̥͙　✩　̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩͙‧͙ .⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

Uzi: It’s Pride Month, you know what that means! N: I get to eat as many Skittles as I want? Uzi: What? No! What has Lizzy been telling you? Lizzy, walking in, pouring Skittles into their mouth: Taste the rainbow, bitch.

⋆.ೃ࿔:･.·͙̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩̥͙　✩　*̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩͙‧͙ .ੈ✩‧₊˚.·͙̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩̥͙　✩　̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩͙‧͙ .⋆.ೃ࿔*

Uzi: The ‘how the fucks’ and 'why are you so dumbs’ don’t matter. All that matters is that I have a new gun.

⋆.ೃ࿔:･.·͙̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩̥͙　✩　*̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩͙‧͙ .ੈ✩‧₊˚.·͙̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩̥͙　✩　̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩͙‧͙ .⋆.ೃ࿔*

J: I'd roast you, but my mom says you can't burn trash. J: *slow-mo walks out of the room*

⋆.ೃ࿔:･.·͙̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩̥͙　✩　*̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩͙‧͙ .ੈ✩‧₊˚.·͙̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩̥͙　✩　̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩͙‧͙ .⋆.ೃ࿔*

Toddler uzi, lying on the floor, depressed: I'll never be a cop. I'm gonna have to be a robber.

⋆.ೃ࿔:･.·͙̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩̥͙　✩　*̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩͙‧͙ .ੈ✩‧₊˚.·͙̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩̥͙　✩　̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩͙‧͙ .⋆.ೃ࿔*

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[piastrinorris]

wheelingham for the ST ships game!

WHEELINGHAM <3

there are so many different personality dynamics between them that i absolutely adore. like early s1 nancy who kinda loves that she's pulled steve harrington despite being Not Like Other Girls (bc she's a teenage rebel trying to not be like her hyperfemme mom) and. ik usually i super advocate for nancy losing barb to be a canon event for her character development but maybe it doesn't have to be death, maybe she's getting so wrapped up in how "unconventional" her relationship w steve is, instead of jon calling her out on that bit, barb does. and chrissy finds + comforts barb and starts hanging out w her, which makes nancy all kinds of jealous, but mostly of barb weirdly?? anyway she takes it out on chrissy at first by being like "barb and i, we're not like Normal Girls, you're taking that away from her" and chrissy's like "a) barb chooses to sit w us, and b) i am Just Like Other Girls and it's great, girls freaking rule, you should think about who'd really have your back the next time tommy h makes a dig at your supposed friend" which makes nancy realise steve only ever intervened when nancy felt attacked, not anyone else important to her. and she dumps his ass, apologises to the girls, and starts to realise as she's hanging out w them more that she really likes chrissy, and her NLOG phase was just over-comphet rather than facing her own bisexuality, + then kiss kiss fall in love

(lol can u tell that i'm a v firm believer that s1 character flaws deserve to be recognised as teen angst and actually resolved before romance takes precedence. @ duffers i'm better than u incels)

ANYWAY or even s4 bc there's that point where nancy is so psyched to be watching the game, but there's no way nancy "get me out of this hellhole town" wheeler has JUST got the school spirit and nothing else. and maybe that's bc whenever she writes things up about pep rallies and games and stuff chrissy's always willing to help her by pointing out the seat where she'll get to see everything best, and giving her the inside scoop on things. nancy acts as though she doesn't care much for idle gossip at first bc of her journalistic integrity, but then she starts realising that little drops of tea here n there actually all link up to this massive expose, and so she starts hanging out w chrissy way more so that she can find out these new developments as soon as chrissy does. and chrissy isn't a fool, she kinda knows why nancy is really hanging out w her. but soon nancy's asking to make weekend plans w chrissy, who's lost bc that's usually prime gossip-retrieval time and nancy wants to take her away from that source?? and nancy tells chrissy that she finds it hard to make friends, esp with girls, but it seems easy w chrissy and she wants to make sure that's not just bc of what they usually talk about. and then kiss kiss fall in love

i just think nancy's personal journey w forming female friendships vs chrissy naturally being a girls' girl makes them as a pairing make a lot of sense, either as them learning the other's perspective through conflict or from them opening up to each other

send me a stranger things ship and i'll tell you what i think about them!

[sookegill1]

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3. Car lot, Scott Rd, $2.8 MM

4. House+Com lot, Old Yale, $1.8 M

5. Churches

a. Lease/Buy, 100+ peps, Cath

b. Buy, Acreage to build Hindu

6. 3 Condos 2 Burnaby + 1 Surrey

a. 1b+1b, 05, 20th fl, $587k, HighGate V, $269/m

b.1 b+1b, 2020, $735k, Metro-Town, 11th fl

c. 1 b+1b, new, $699k, King G, Lib, 26th fl

7. 3 bd TH, Granisle, BC, $135k

[clarklovescarole]

November 1940: Clark the Photographer

November 1, 1940 – The Cincinnati Enquirer 

With the election only a few days off, Hollywood is in a political frenzy, the likes of which I’ve never before been seen in the giddy-city. Actors are taking a part in politics, which several years ago was unheard of. People like the Bob Montgomerys, Clark Gable, and Carole Lombard are lined up for Candidate Willkie, while James Cagney, Humphrey Bogart, Melvyn Douglas, and others are fighting hard to tear down the American tradition of a two-term limit for any one President by supporting FDR Roosevelt. 

November 1, 1940 – Santa Cruz Evening News

Carole Lombard always stays home when Clark Gable broadcasts over the radio. They have an agreement that she may attend rehearsals, but not actual performances…

November 1, 1940 – Saint Albans Daily Messenger

As soon as they finish their current pictures, “Comrade X“ and “Mr. and Mrs. Smith,“ Clark Gable and Carole Lombard are heading for Wheezer, Idaho, on a hunting trip. It is about the only definite plan that they have for their vacation.

November 2, 1940 – St. Louis Globe Democrat

Clark Gable and wife, Carole, are polishing up their guns for a hunting trip in Idaho. They’ve been polishing up those guns for quite a while now, but they are still optimistic about eventually getting away. 

And that reminds me, Clark is doing some additional scenes in “Comrade X“ with Hedy Lamarr. It’s amusing to listen to Clark “pep up” Miss Lamarr, who hasn’t been feeling too well. Before a “take” I heard Clark say, “Now, come on Hedy, let’s go to town on this.” 

“But I feel tired,” says Hedy. 

“Forget it,” commands Clark. “Now here we go!” 

November 3, 1940 - Richmond Time Dispatch

Ann Sothern and Pa Gable rehearse a radio script as Ma Gable (Carole Lombard) sits in a front row seat, heckling her husband. “The big moose,” says Carole, “always gets jitters when he goes on the air.”

November 4, 1940 – Indianapolis Star

Betty McLaughlin, pretty 24-year-old air stewardess, has returned to her duties with the American Airlines after spending a month vacation with her parents. …  

Miss McLaughlin spent three days with the movie stars, accompanying them to the showing of “Gone With The Wind.” 

Miss McLaughlin has had to answer the question many times: “Tell me, what are Clark Gable and Carole Lombard like?” 

“They are a gracious, humorous, and vivacious couple,” is her brief description. 

November 9, 1940 – Post Bulletin

We expect you’ve heard the rumor that Clark Gable and Carole Lombard came to town this week and are patients at Saint Mary’s Hospital, but you probably didn’t know that the hospital had in the neighborhood of 2,000 calls concerning their reported presence there. Well, probably not 2,000, but that’s about the number it seemed to the clerks. 

One of the calls was our own, and now we pass on to you the clerk’s assurance that Mr. and Mrs. Gable are not at the hospital. According to the rumor, Gable was supposed to be up at the hospital, having a slipped disk operation, and Miss Lombard was supposed to be receiving treatment for anemia.

November 9, 1940 – Daily News

Clark Gable and Carole Lombard are taking four months off, and the first part of their holiday will be devoted to hunting in Idaho – hunting and shopping for a ranch. The other night, Clark was recalling the first time he took Carole hunting in the early days of their marriage. He had coached her in shooting and gun handling, and on a foggy morning, they went for geese. 

Flying low in the mist, a big V of geese came by. Gable said “Mark” and Miss Lombard swung up her gun and knocked down the leading bird. 

Huntsman Gable swung his gun, too, but before he could pull the trigger, he was knocked flat on his face in cold mud – by Miss Lombard’s stricken trophy, a goose weighing 31 pounds.

November 10, 1940 – Omaha World Herald

A day with the Gables

November 10, 1940 – The Atlanta Constitution

… And already other stars who have the right to make pictures for independent producers are reported to be negotiating similar contracts. Clark Gable and Carole Lombard, for example, are toying with plans to finance and costar in their own picture, but, so far, having encountered a stumbling block in Gable’s contract with Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer, which gives that company the exclusive right to his services.

November 11, 1940 – The Atlanta Journal 

Carole Lombard‘s latest gag gift to Gable has just arrived from Boston. It’s an old-fashioned New England double sleigh, complete with brass bound harness and jingle bell horse collars. Carole saw it in a catalog and couldn’t resist ordering it. She figures Gable will go nertz trying to find a place to try it out.

November 12, 1940 – The Algona Upper Des Moines

A party of 10 that will include Bob Feller, famous Iowa hurler on the Cleveland Indians baseball team, was scheduled to arrive in Algona today to go pheasant hunting in Kossuth County.

And, reports circulated here were to the effect that Clark Gable and Carole Lombard, who happen to be man and wife, were in the party of 10 for whom reservations have been made. However at the Hotel Algona, all that was definitely known was that a party of 10 was expected, and that no definite knowledge as to whether or not Gable and Lombard were in the party was available. But if you see a crowd around the hotel in the next day or two, you can bet your bottom dollar there is only one answer – Gable and Lombard are here. Both are known to like hunting, but neither should lack for company if they decide to just loaf around town instead.

November 14, 1940 – Free Lance

Clark Gable and Carole Lombard deserting their ranch long enough to have dinner at the Brown Derby, attend the Follies Bergere and visit Ciro’s…

November 15, 1940 – The Daily Breeze

Clark Gable and Carole Lombard are packing for a trailer-trek to Nebraska, where they’ll visit her relatives…

November 19, 1940 – News Pilot

Carole Lombard becomes an aunt

Carole Lombard and her husband, Clark Gable, became aunt and uncle today. A 7-pound son was born to Mr. and Mrs. Frederick Peters Jr. Peters is Miss Lombard‘s brother. The two stars were at the hospital when their nephew arrived.

November 17, 1940 – Press of Atlantic City

Carole Lombard wishes she had never seen a speed graphic camera. Clark Gable has acquired one – and has turned into a camera fiend. Mrs. G can’t do a thing with him. He insists that she stay up until all hours of the night and pose for him while he experiments with timing and flashlight bulbs.

November 17, 1940 – The Philadelphia Inquirer

Here is the latest photograph of Mrs. Clark Gable with two of her pals on the Gable–Lombard ranch in San Fernando Valley. 

November 19, 1940 – Henryetta Daily Freelance

If Carole Lombard carries out her present intention, she’ll make only one picture a year in the future or, at the most, two every three years. The star has not signed yet to do anything in 1941. She and Clark Gable are interested right now only in their vacation plans. 

Here they are, as Clark outlined them to me the last day he worked on “Comrade X.“ He and Carole will drive to Idaho for some hunting. Then, if the weather isn’t too bad, they will motor on across the country to visit the James Kimberlys in Nina, Wisconsin. He’s the wealthy paper products manufacturer, and the family is related to Carole’s.

As matter stand, the Gables may spend the holidays in New York. Their Christmas shopping already is completed – just in case.

November 21, 1940 – The Adams Weekly Globe

Carole Lombard thinks of a lot of funny things to do off screen as well as on, but when her friends see their Christmas greetings and unsealed envelopes, they recognize this as Carole’s pet economy and lift eyebrows accordingly. 

“I hate to spend my money for stamps,” unblushingly confesses the star of “True Confession” and other high-powered comedies.

November 21, 1940 – The Los Angeles Times

Thanksgiving

Clark and Carole Lombard expected to get up early for a duck hunt near Bakersfield, returning to the Encino ranch in time for an old-fashioned to dinner.

November 23, 1940 – Springfield Evening Union

When Clark Gable and Carole Lombard reach Beatrice, Nebraska, Robert Taylor’s hometown, a brass band, screaming banners and the populace will welcome them. It is a gag devised by Taylor.

November 24, 1940 – El Paso Times

Since Clark Gable became a camera fiend, Carole Lombard has turned a guest room into a picture gallery of the “World’s Worst Photographs.” Gable’s alibi is that he’s “experimenting.”

November 25, 1940 – The Morning Union

Clark Gable comments on his hamishness after every emotional outburst, and Spencer Tracy and Carole Lombard make a point of agreeing with him.

November 25, 1940 – Richmond Times Dispatch

Gossip around Tucson, Arizona, is that Clark Gable and Carole Lombard are bidding on a swanky swimming pool and cattle ranch 22 miles out on the desert…

November 26, 1940 – Harrisburg Telegraph

Clark Gable and Carole Lombard together must have one of the largest acting incomes – about $10,000 a week. The operating cost of their home is reported to be $350 a month, and they are said to live on a scale that could be afforded by a businessman making $20,000 a year.

November 26, 1940 – Los Angeles Evening Citizen News

Hollywood and the film world are 100 per cent preparedness conscious. More than 1500 persons from the movie industry have joined gun clubs to improve their marksmanship, as an aid to home defense. These include Clark Gable and Carole Lombard, Henry Hathaway and wife, Fred, McMurray, Gary Cooper and Sandra Shaw and John Barrymore.

November 27, 1940 – The Miami News

Husband: “All right, honey. Now don’t get excited. I’ll be waiting right here for you…“ 

And that’s the reason Clark Gable was sitting all alone at the Wilshire Brown Derby while Carole Lombard was across the street at the Ambassador Hotel attending a luncheon in honor of Schiaparelli, the famous French couturier.

November 28, 1940 – Kenosha News

Cop Guards Gable Vs. Wife’s ‘Ribbing’

There is a cop at the door of the sound stage where the “Comrade X” company is working, the first time in Hollywood history that a Clark Gable set has been closed.

With Gable, it’s a case of self-defense. Ever since the Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer star sent a sound truck down to the Pathe studio in Culver City to razz Carole Lombard when she made scenes there the other day for “Mr. and Mrs. Smith,” he has known that a comeback was as sure as death and taxes. 

So the cop is at the door to keep out any strange characters who don’t belong.

“Mrs. G has been very quiet,” said Gable, “and that is a sure sign she’s up to something. I feel like a condemned man. I know it’s going to happen, but I don’t know when.”

November 29, 1940 – Fitchburg Sentinel

News comes from Hollywood that Clark Gable will not make another picture for at least six months. The actor has worked so hard recently that he feels pretty tired. The same report says that Carole Lombard, who is Mrs. Gable, will not make a picture during the time her husband is on vacation, having passed up a number of offers. The Gables plan to spend their idle hours in traveling.

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@inkedmuses sent ❛  be naked when i come home.  ❜ from Reggie

❝fuck.❞

the word was breathed out sharply, Betty glad that he couldn't see the way that just his voice had her pressing her legs together over FaceTime. it never ceased to amaze her the effect that Reggie managed to have on her - whether it was because he was her first or something else entirely. but rational thought seemed hard to come by in these circumstances, something he was all too aware of given the smirk on his face.

❝yes, sir,❞ she replied cheekily, sitting up from where she had currently been laying on her bed to take off her shirt in plain view. ❝just...let me know when you're close because otherwise I might get kind of cold.❞

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Reviews from Last Week

Ignite - Aarti V. Raman ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ 🏎️ It's crazy to me that this is not more popular. I'm sure I stumbled across a small snippet of this on TikTok and immediately added it to the TBR. The problem is that it's been so long since I added it, I had no idea what I was jumping into. Thus, I started Ignite completely blind. And I was so pleasantly surprised.

The characters are so richly unique with this own petty (and not-so-petty) issues. Mili is such a badass FMC. She isn't a simpering, whiney woman that needs anyone. And honestly, that's so freaking refreshing. In almost every aspect of her life, she had it together. Even the portion that, to her, felt out of control, was just a small set back. We all have daddy issues, Mili. Just ask Nihaal. 

And you know what? I liked Nihaal too. Even when he was being a dirt bag, I liked him. The only part that I felt iffy on was his first chapter because I have to be frank with you, he sounded like Lightning McQueen giving himself his pre-race pep talk. But he was hound. He didn't think of women like they were objects before he met Mili. And I mean, he even was interested in Mili until he found out that she was friendly and working with his dad and then he let his own daddy issues bloom. Haven't we all been there, though?

The pacing was fantastic. The suspense plot was both amazingly well done and unexpected when I started this. I am soooo looking forward to more writing from this author.

Still Mine - Nadia Lee ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ 💍 This is not the first book I've read in The Lasker Brothers series, and I can't say that it's my favorite. But that being said, it was pretty good. I really loved the dynamic between Bobbi and Noah. Bobbi was so put together and sure of herself (outside of her relationship with Noah), she had her life on track. All through hard work and manifesting. I just love how bad ass she was without being portrayed as bitchy. And Noah played a goof ball really well. Even if it wasn't completely him, it really did help the story and the romance flow so well. 

The only real issue I had with the story was the pacing. It really felt like it started to drag in the last 30 percent. I can't say what would have helped it from dragging, I just had a hard time staying interested. Otherwise, everything else was good. I loved all the characters, mains and sides. I really love this universe. This story was a bit more over the top compared to the other's in the story I've read but still good.

Mountain Boss - S. J. Tilly ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ 🏔️ ARC review posted separately

Daydreamer - Susie Tate ⭐️⭐️ 📚 You know, Susie Tate has always been a little hit or miss for me. She typically (from the books I've read) has FMCs that are either severely traumatized or not neurotypical. They tend to be unique enough that they stand out as far as characters go. The problem with this formula is that sometimes these FMCs come across more as caricatures of these issues rather than real people. 

Lucy was one of the caricature FMCs in my opinion. This girl has anxiety bordering on agoraphobia but she up and moves from her mother's house in her small town to living on her own in a London apartment. She gets a job working for a finance firm (of which she admits she has no interest and thus leads to her being a really bad assistant) and lets the man who she has a crush on talk down to her, make her dress differently, and go against her own medical needs. She does all this without therapy or medication. I know I have minor anxiety compared to her but even I couldn't manage all that. It was just so disgustingly unrealistic.

And while I'm here, let me talk my piece about Felix. He is the absolute worst. Just a typical sexist finance bro. The way he talks to Lucy even before they start a relationship is downright deplorable but then Lucy supposedly "betrays" him and he acts straight up heinous (don't come at me for spoilers, this is in the synopsis). I don't care how in love she is, in her shoes, he would be essentially dead to me at that point.

The pacing is decent and some of the side characters aren't terrible. But honestly, the characters that will be in the sequels in this series are some of my least favorites. I can't see myself continuing with this series at all.

Enigma - RuNyx ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ 🏰 ARC review posted separately

Sunshine and the Sheriff - Alina Lane ⭐️⭐️⭐️ ☀️ I wanted this to be better. I know it could have been better. The problem came mainly with the side characters though. I get the point of having 6 boys in a family, what better way to start a series than to stuff as many dateable hot guys into one family. But they didn't all need to be as loud as the mains. The brothers ended up taking as much space in the story as both Maisie and Harlan and at that point, the plot ended up being drowned out with the potential of sequels.

As far as our main characters go, Maisie and Harlan were okay, not great but they were there. However, there didn't seem to be much chemistry between the two and maybe that's due in part to a lack of buildup. Harlan went from 0 to 100 within an hour basically, and Maisie didn't really act like she had any trauma other than a few flinches. I can't think of any abused woman who, without therapy, can almost immediately be comfortable being surrounded by several large and loud men. She went through some major trauma and was basically on the run and in hiding for a year and a half, but the moment she stops she's pretty much cured? It not only came across as unbelievable, it bordered on goofy.

In fact, the majority of this book was just goofy and over the top. From the dialogue and character reactions to the background plot lines. If you're looking for something low stakes and fairly light hearted - despite the triggers - this is the book for you. It just wasn't my cup of tea.

Wishing on a Daisy - Whitney Miller ⭐️⭐️ 🌼 I need to start this off by saying that for a debut novel/novella, this was pretty good. The unfortunate issue that I had was that this felt like a very rough first draft rather than the final product. Wishing On A Daisy was in sore need of an editor for both the grammar issues and typos, but also for some of the content.

I liked the characters for sure. Ariel and Teddy were pretty well done as far as romantic mains go. But I felt like some of the reactions just didn't fit with how the characters were being built up. Ariel was fleeing an extremely abusive relationship. She was pregnant and battered. It didn't make sense that she was already comfortable being around Teddy, especially with his dour attitude. But whatever, we can look past that for the point of the plot. The biggest problem came with Teddy. He goes from hating the idea of Ariel being on the ranch to immediately changing his tune and wanting to take care of her. But then the end of Part 1 happened (this next part is kind of a spoiler) and it just felt like his entire character was assassinated. What was the point of the build up? And if the point was to start too fast then scale back and grovel, better ways could have accomplished that. What Teddy said absolutely destroyed whatever good will I had towards him.

Regardless, I can see potential in the author. By no means am I writing Whitney Miller off as a bust because frankly, I think that even this story wasn't bad. I just really hated Teddy.

Be My Muse - Chantelle Blake ⭐️ 👜 This was not it. I wanted to like this so much. The TikToks I had seen that first drove my interest looked so enticing. The problem lies in the characters and the pacing. 

As far as the characters go, Mila had such a child-like behavior to most everything that, especially during the sex scenes, made me so uncomfortable. I can get behind a 23-year-old virgin that's never been kissed (I guess, if I must) but during the first spicy scene, it just made my skin crawl with how she reacted to him. And Hendrix's violent behavior when anyone even looks at Mila, while I guess can be hot, just came across as abusive. Like, dude, get yourself a therapist. All this and the dialogue is just so clunky and stilted. None of it flowed like a conversation, rather it felt like a really poorly written B-movie with even worse actors playing the parts.

And maybe Hendrix's over the top behavior just comes across as bad because the pacing was so weird. We raced through the story to the point that even if there was chemistry between Mila and Hendrix, you wouldn't know because nothing was really built up. I stopped caring about the suspense of the stalker because Mila was just so flagrantly stupid about it. On top of her stupidity, there was just too much going on. Too many side plots, too many hissy fits and crying, too many brawls. 

Just not my jam at all.

Howl - Meg Alivien ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ 🍋 I was in a rut with mediocre or just plain bad books for the past few days, and when I started this (knowing full well that I found it on TikTok) I did not have high hopes. Color me surprised. This was such a great read. I love cozy monster romances so much. Raegan and Jamie just worked so well together, both as best friends and as a couple.

No notes. No complaints. This was fantastic.

Chaos - Luna Mason ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ 🏍️ I've read a couple of Luna Mason's book from an earlier series and honestly did not care for them. So deciding to read Chaos did not come lightly for me. Thankfully, this was a pleasant surprise at how much I liked this. The writing was good. The pacing was on point. And I really liked both Sofia and Jax. 

The fact that we were given a story that held the struggle of depression in a man was pretty refreshing. It wasn't the man that was "saving" the woman this go around. Instead we were treated with Jax's struggles as the main obstacle. 

I really enjoyed this. I'm glad I didn't write off Mason entirely.

Sicilian Sunset - Nikila Rose ⭐️ 🌅 This is one of those books that makes people think that all BookTok recommends is garbage. I'm seeing that a lot of the 5 stars reviews are rating it that high based on the entire trilogy and I am not about to read ~1000 pages to get a decent story after 400 pages of crap. The characters were annoying. The writing was amateur. And the pacing was like fighting an army of sloths in the middle of a pool of cold molasses. My goodness was it exhaustingly slow.

I will not be continuing the trilogy. I can protect my mental health better than that.

All Rhodes Lead Here - Mariana Zapata ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ 🥾 Man, I love a good slow burn romance. Like, really. And Mariana Zapata manages to get me every time with it. I have no notes for this book.

Aurora and Rhodes had the absolute best chemistry together. Even when Aurora was sure that Rhodes hated her, they just worked. And even on their own, they stood strong as unique and wonderfully written characters. Aurora had gone through it, both in her childhood and lately in her adulthood, but she wasn't whiney or needy. She had her shit together and it was so nice that she just dealt with what life threw at her. And Rhodes? The perfect silver fox. I loved him

Listen, this is the slowest of slow burns. It's not meant to all come together at the 50% mark. And that's what makes this book so good. It's a romance, you know you're getting a HEA. You just don't know how it will all work out.

Also, Amanda Ronconi and Sebastian York were the perfect narraters for the audiobook. Chef's kiss.

Frisco - Tijan ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ 🏍️ You know what? Hell yeah.

I can see the Sons of Anarchy inspiration in this. I'm not sure how much that actually enhanced the story for me (I've only seen portions of the show) but this was pretty good. Honestly, I'm pretty relieved that 1. Kali and Shane had some legitimate chemistry and 2. Shane didn't remain a piece of shit. My biggest beef with this was that the ending just didn't satisfy like I wanted it to. It didn't feel finished very well, almost rushed even. I was happy enough with it, I guess. But there were a lot of questions left unanswered in my opinion.

I still really like Tijan's writing. This just wasn't better than what I've already read from the author previously.

Dating and Dismemberment - A.L. Brody ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ 🐙 I love me a good monster romance and I love a rom-com. I'm going to be 100% honest, the only reason I decided to purchase and read this book was because of the TikTok's the author made mocking how male authors write female characters. I figured if he could make me laugh at something so stupid, then he might be able to get a giggle out of me in a rom-com.

Now, I can't say that I actually laughed out loud. I did forcefully blow air out of my nose on a couple of occasions. I really, really liked this. Both Darla and Jarko were just great characters. They were well-written with unique characteristics (both with their personalities as well as with their physical attributes), and they had actual backstories that made sense for why they were doing what they were doing. I loved them. 

The pacing was fantastic. The world building was meh, but this is a monster rom-com that's less than 300 pages (before you count the epilogues) so I would think you shouldn't expect much on that front. I loved it. I'm so excited to continue the series as it comes out.

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Burnley vs Aston Villa LIVE: Premier League updates

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The 2023/24 Premier League season is already underway and you can follow every game and every goal right here with The Independent.

This year, Manchester City are trying to defend their crown and claim a historic fourth consecutive title. Pep Guardiola’s conquering City, who also won the Champions League and FA Cup last season, will have to beat Arsenal, Chelsea, Manchester United, Liverpool and the rest to claim a sixth league title in seven years, something unprecedented. precedents.

Meanwhile, Luton Town are making their first Premier League appearance, having been promoted from outside the league in an incredible decade of progress. They followed Championship winners Burnley and second placed Sheffield United to gain promotion to the top flight.

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Burnley vs Aston Villa LIVE: Premier League updates

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Luiz takes another corner from Villa looking for Carlos, but O’Shea gets up well to remove the danger from Burnley.

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VAR quickly reviews a hand from Amdouni, but does nothing and play continues.

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CHANCE! Straight off the bench, Zaniolo has a great chance to find Villa’s fourth, as he finds himself in a two-on-one situation with Watkins next to him. The Italian chooses to go solo but his shot deflects back to a corner.

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Prior to this game, Villa had won two of their last three away league games against Burnley (L1), as many wins as they had won in their previous 29 visits to Turf Moor combined (D6 L21). Could they be on their way to three in their last four?

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SAVE! A massive save from Trafford but Watkins has to score! It’s a great job from Diaby, who fires a low cross from the left right at Watkins’ feet. The Englishman is within six yards but shoots straight at Trafford, who makes a clever reaction to keep his team in the game.

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A vital Villa goal which he scored with his first shot on target in the second half to respond to that onslaught of pressure from Burnley at the start of the second half.

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Veronica ‘Ronnie’ Lodge 💜💄💵 Aesthetic by me @void-ty

Love Veronica’s character lately , especially last ep of S3 ❤️