#Chapel Street Shopping

[prancentral]

Top Chapel Street Shopping at Pran Central

Experience the best of Chapel Street shopping at Pran Central Shopping Centre. Located in Prahran, this heritage-listed gem offers a unique blend of stylish boutiques, modern conveniences, and diverse eateries. Discover an array of specialty shops and enjoy a vibrant shopping experience in one of Melbourne’s iconic retail hubs. For more information, visit our website!

[robthepensioner]

An alley off the main square of Poulton-le-Fylde leading to a row of isolated shops that mostly specialise in food and hair.

[bellaswan2003]

shopping and eating (my favourite things)

[hepdenerose]

Ambling Round Ulverston

Going on a short break in Ulverston, a combination of factors led to cancellations and lengthy waits.  Although the train staff we encountered tried their best to help and suggest alternatives, the nightmare journey wasn’t helped by overcrowding.  On the first train, fellow passenger selfishly stowed luggage on seats and on the second, a large man reeking of booze pushed through crowds of…

[rabbitcruiser]

Santo Domingo de la Calzada, Spain (No. 3)

The population of Santo Domingo de la Calzada was already a small village in the eleventh century. After the death of Domingo on a Saturday in 1109, in the Archive of the Cathedral of Calahorra, 3 documents from 1120 are preserved. the 1st, where Alfonso VI, grants Dominic the land to establish a church and a Burgo. The 2nd in which the "Cofrades de la Casa de Santo Domingo de Río de Ohia" donate said house to the bishopric of Nájera. The 3rd., is a testament of a woman, where she donates her properties to the Monastery of Santo Domingo, to take care of the poor. He is also mentioned in the cartularies of 1136. This small nucleus received the privilege of population in 1141. It concentrated its population around the church and the hospital that had been set up by the hermit Domingo García. The town will be under the rule of the abbot until 1250, when it will pass from abadenga to realenga, that is, under the government and administration of the king. By then, the population has already grown along what is known as Barrio Viejo; all the part of the Camino that, coming from Logroño, reached the Cathedral and that was formed by the first houses that emerged in the village, and the New Quarter; the rest of the road that goes from the Cathedral to the exit to Burgos and that is the result of a planning designed to facilitate the settlement of the new people who arrived in the population.

This demographic growth occurred as a result of the privileges that were granted by Alfonso VIII in 1187 and 1207, to enhance the growth of the town. At the end of the thirteenth century, the neighborhood of San Pedro, at the foot of the Cathedral, and the suburb of Margubete in the north had already appeared.

Source: Wikipedia    

[harrysfolklore]

new year's wish - blurb

a/n: happy happy new year loves ! wrote this little blurb about one of my favorite tropes and i hope you like it, let me know your thoughts <3

gif by @harryisart

MASTERLIST | MY PATREON

2011

It was a tradition between your friend group at this point.

For the last two years, you've been celebrating New Year's Eve at Jonny's place, all of you getting together to celebrate and reminisce about your memories together.

You loved your friends to pieces, your group wasn't exactly huge, but you've made a bond so special over the years that no one could easily break.

However, you surely had a different and deeper connection with your best friend, Harry.

You met Harry the first day of middle school, and ever since your first interaction you've been inseparable. As time passed and you got closer to Harry, you began noticing some changes in how you felt. His laughter made you feel happier, his support meant a lot more, and being around him felt different—like something special. Sometimes, you found yourself admiring him in a way that went beyond just being friends. You started to realize that your feelings for Harry were growing into something deeper than friendship, something you hadn't felt before. It was like a secret you kept in your heart, waiting for the right time to figure out what it meant and terrified that making a move would ruin your friendship.

"Hey! I was looking for you." Harry's voice interrupted your train of thought, making you move from the fireplace you've been standing for the last few minutes.

"I got cold outside, wanted to catch some warmth." you said, looking at your curly haired best friend.

"The countdown is about to begin," he let you know, "Let's go with the rest."

You followed him to where your friends were hanging out, sitting next to him.

"What's on your mind? You're really quiet."

You took a moment before replying, "Just thinking about how everything's going to be different next year, we're barely going to see you."

"What do you mean?" Harry asked, a frown appearing on his face.

"You know, the band is taking off and you're going to be so busy," a confused look took over his face, "Don't get me wrong, I'm so proud of you, we all are. I'm just going to miss all of us here together, at Jonny's place."

"Come on, none of that," he said as he noticed a pout making its way to your face, throwing his arm around your shoulders and pulling you to his side, "I'm always going to be around, you won't get rid of me that easily," you laughed at this, "Next year we're all going to be right here together and nothing's going to change."

And as the clock counted down the seconds till midnight you wished for one thing: I wish he doesn't forget about me

2013

"Hey, stranger."

"Hello to you too, miss"

Harry's voice echoed through the speakers of your car, making you laugh as you drove the streets of Holmes Chapel, heading to your favorite wine shop.

"Are you coming to Jonny's place for New Years or are you going to spend it with your famous friends." You joked, and even though you couldn't see him you knew he was rolling his eyes.

"Of course I am, that's every year," you smiled at his words, "Besides, I need to see you so I can tell you all about this girl I'm seeing," and just like that your smile quickly faded, and you were glad he couldn't see you because you could swear your face dropped along with your heart, "I'm super thrilled, we hit it off right away and I honestly can't wait for you to meet her."

You weren't sure how many seconds passed in silence from you,but soon enough you heard Harry's voice asking if you were still on the line.

"Yeah, just got distracted by the traffic," you lied, "I can't wait to hear all about it, I'm glad you're happy."

New Year's was days away but you already had your wish in mind: I wish to be the girl for him someday

2015

There was just one thing in your mind as you sat on the bar stool with a drink in your hand: this year sucked.

That year, Harry had a super busy time with lots of success. He kept in touch, but it wasn't like before, your talks became shorter, and you didn't hang out much. You understood he was busy, but it felt different, you missed him and the fact he didn't show up for New Year's hit hard

On top of that, the headline "Spotted: Kendall Jenner and Harry Styles Getting Handsy on a Yacht" was the first thing you read in the morning, and it hurt.

You weren't even celebrating at Jonny's place, which made the night even more depressing for you, your friends insisted on trying something different and celebrate at a rooftop bar instead.

Maybe you held on to nostalgia too much, but you missed the old days when everything was simpler and you had Harry next to you.

"Hey! Countdown is about to begin, what are you doing on your own?" Ellis, one of your closest friends, called for you making you hop off the stool and join them.

"Everyone has their wishes for the new year?" Jonny asked the group, and you knew exactly what was the only thing you were going to wish for: I wish things would to go back to how they were

2019

"Look who finally showed up!"

Jonny's voice made everyone turn their heads towards the door, where a cuddly looking Harry stood with a bottle of wine.

"Hello to you too, mate." Harry said, making his way toward his best friend and giving him a hug.

After letting go of Jonny, he locked eyes with you and wasted no time to pull you close and wrap you around his arms.

"I missed you," he mumbled against the crown of you head, where he placed a small kiss, "I'm sorry I haven't texted, you know how chaotic album releases are."

You smiled with a tingle of sadness, Harry had just released his second album 'Fine Line', one that he described as having sex and feeling sad and that mainly talked about his most recent breakup.

A breakup that you helped him get through even though your own heart was being obliquely broken by him once again. But at the end at the day, he was still your best friend and there was nothing in this world you wouldn't do for him.

"It's okay, you're here now." You let go of him and squeezed his arm one final time before joining the rest of your friends in cheerful conversation.

Like every year, the night flew by and before you knew it you were a few minutes away from midnight, so you took that as a cue to look for Harry who had been absent from the room due to his phone ringing.

"H? Are you done with your phone call?" you asked, getting close to him, "Is everything okay?"

"It was Camille," he said, turning to look at you and showing you a small smile, one that gave away his contentment about it, "She said she wants to talk in person, to work things out."

"Oh that's, that's good I guess." You tried your best to give him a fake smile.

"It's more than good, this is great!" his smile widened as he moved from his place and wrapped an arm around your shoulders to give you to where your friends were calling for both of you, "Never thought this year would end like this."

His words echoed in your head as you stood with your friends who counted down the seconds until midnight, and a single wish came to your mind: I wish loving him didn't hurt so much

2023

The familiar setting at Jonny's place made you feel comfortable and at ease, no matter how busy your lives had been that year, your friends would always show up to celebrate the new year together and that was something you deeply cherished

This year had been extra special, with every aspect of your life blossoming, but there was a certain thing that made 2023 a great year: your relationship with Harry.

You two had become even closer that you were before, you had always been best friends who shared everything but things felt different now.

Maybe it was the way you exchanged looks that lasted a bit too long, the accidental touches that sent shivers down your spine, or the things you both didn't say but felt.

You couldn't shake the feeling that maybe, just maybe, Harry finally felt something more too. But your intrusive thoughts, the fear of ruining your friendship and the amount of times you've been heartbroken over the years kept pushing these thoughts away every time they popped up.

"Praying to the God's above that Harry finally kisses you at midnight?" Ellis' voice almost made you jump on your spot on the couch, she plopped next to you with a beer on her hand and a cocky smile.

"Ellis! What are you on about!" you complained, making her roll her eyes.

"Come on! We all know that's what you wish for every birthday, and we've noticed that he can’t keep his hands off you tonight, walking in hand in hand and all."

It was your turn to roll your eyes, but you could feel your stomach twist at her words.

After a few more drinks and not so subtle teasing from your friends about you and Harry, you slipped away for a bit, needing a break from the noise. Soon enough Harry spotted you by the window, looking up at the stars.

"Hey," Harry said standing next to you, you smiled as you felt his arm wrap around your waist, "The countdown is about to begin."

"Let's go join them then." You moved from the window and tried to head towards the living room, but Harry's hand grabbing yours made you stop on your tracks.

"Actually," he avoided your eyes, focusing on the scenery outside for a moment, "I've been wanting to talk to you about something, I don't even know if this is the ideal time but-"

"Hey," you cut him off, finding his eyes and giving him a tender smile, "It's okay, you know you can tell me anything."

"I've been doing a lot of thinking lately, about this year and everything that changed, especially between us," he began, his voice soft yet determined, and your face full of confusion and anticipation.

"These past years have been a whirlwind," Harry continued, "But in all the chaos and changes, there's been one constant, You. And I've been blind to not recognize what that means."

Your breath caught in your throat and you could swear you felt your palms drench in sweat.

"I've wasted too much time not acknowledging it, not admitting it to myself and hurting you in the process," Harry spoke again, his voice laced with a tingle of sadness. "I cherish our friendship deeply, but I've come to understand that what I feel for you goes beyond just friendship. It's something deeper, something I've been too oblivious to see clearly for my own selfish reasons."

His words hung in the air, you could hardly believe what you were hearing, the words you'd secretly longed for so many years, spoken by the person who meant the world to you.

"I guess what I'm trying to say is that I love you, I've loved you for longer than I realized, and I don't want another year passing without telling you."

Tears welled up in your eyes and without a word, you wrapped your arms around him, pulling him into a tight embrace. It felt like the weight of the years of unspoken emotions was finally lifted, and in that moment, everything felt right.

"I love you too," you whispered, your voice filled with a all kinds of emotions. "I've always loved you, Harry."

From afar, you could hear the cheers and celebrations of a New Year, the clock had reached midnight and your friends already made their wishes.

And as you finally kissed the man you loved after he confessed that he loved you too, there was nothing else you'd rather wish for.

[taylorswiftstyle]

The 25 Best Taylor Swift Gifts Will Never Go Out of Style

Curated with the help of a Taylor Swift style expert

With every Taylor Swift sighting in 2023—out to dinner, at a football game, out to dinner with the guy from the Chiefs—the singer gives fans a window into her personal style and inspiration for holiday shopping. According to Sarah Chapelle, creator of the fashion identification site Taylor Swift Style (@taylorswiftstyled on Instagram) and author of a forthcoming book on Swift's relationship with fashion, Taylor Swift's style is defined by three pillars: a high-low mix of luxury designers and more accessible, high-street brands, a habit of rewearing the same pieces multiple times, and a love of supporting small businesses alongside globally recognized brands. "This trifecta works in tandem and, I believe, supports her natural inclination and taste in style but also helps to project [her] friendly, approachable image," Chapelle explains.

It's also highly shoppable. The high-low mix in Swift's wardrobe and beauty routine means there are plenty of Swift tested-and-approved gifts to purchase ahead of the holiday season. "In addition to official merchandise—there are a few rare pieces that have their own cult-like status—Swifties are typically motivated when one of Taylor's fashion exacts is priced more accessibly than the haute couture designer goods," Chapelle says.

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If you really want to put in the research for your favorite Swiftie, consider shopping secondhand for a piece Swift wore in a past era. "[I]f someone managed to find a secondhand exact piece from Taylor's fashion archives that I've loved," Chapelle notes, "that would be such a great gift for someone like myself who has a highly detailed fashion index going back years." (For any friends reading, Chapelle's most wanted are a green Elie Saab bag and a Topshop coat Swift wore in 2014.)

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Ahead, shop the 25 best Taylor Swift gifts for fans of every era, onstage and off. The lineup ahead includes Chapelle-recommended pieces worn by Swift, my personal favorites from Swift's recent street style, and items inspired by Swift's expansive musical catalog.

[atruththatyoudeny]

Happy 28th! Here are all the amazing fics I read this month:

Hiding Green Smiles | HoldingOnToChaos | [45k] Louis’ heart is racing in his chest. The idea of temporary bonding—letting Harry bite down right on that spot without it being a real bond—makes his mouth go dry. He didn’t even know something like this existed! His mind fills with all the possibilities and questions. What’s it going to feel like? How will it affect his orgasms? How will it affect Harry’s knot? What parts of a bond does it simulate? When Louis goes with Liam to a hidden sex shop, he discovers a new sex toy, the BiteMat, and he can't believe his luck. He loves being bitten, has a biting kink, even, and now he can be bitten over his bonding spot without the fear of anything permanent. He hastily buys it to try with Harry, his friend and roommate, and his regular heat/rut partner for the last eighteen months. They've been friends-with-benefits outside heat or rut for eight months now, and Louis' been desperately in love with Harry for at least five of those months. -- Or the BiteMat fic

Secrets in Winter | softfonds | [82k] If Harry Styles thought he was going to have a peaceful winter while staying far away from the rake who lived across the street, he was sorely wrong on two fronts. A Victorian AU.

Don't Change Me | Sharyn28 | [157k] Once in every fifty years, the moon shines brightly over the town of Holmes Chapel for 24 hours. The moment it turns red, any alpha pack leader becomes incredibly and outrageously powerful. For approximately two hours until it subsides, the alpha has the power to change any secondary gender. For example, an alpha can turn another alpha into a beta or omega and so forth. It doesn't matter if the chosen person agrees or disagrees, they have no choice. Once the decision is made, there is no turning back. All it takes to seal the deal...is the alphas howl to the moon, proclaiming their intentions as they stand around a bonfire, where the change will take place immediately. How is Louis going to react when his best friend and alpha leader retracts his alpha status, turning him into an omega so they can mate? Especially when Harry doesn't talk to him about it first.

Drop and Draws - What a feeling | Elmeiko88 | [50k] Ever since he presented as an Alpha, Harry can't stop drawing the same person over again. Louis, since long before he presented as an Omega, has always had behavioural problems... When Niall sees one of Harry's drawings, it becomes clear that these two must meet, and quickly. Everything should be easy, shouldn't it? Except, perhaps, Louis is on the other side of the Atlantic, firmly attached to Ricky...

You Could Give That Aspirin the Headache of Its Life | LetTheMusicMoveYou | [3.6k] Louis had once heard that the chances of being struck by lightning are 1 in 700,000. He wonders now, how those odds compare to randomly being seated next to your ex boyfriend on a 10 hour flight. Honestly, if the universe is going to insist on ruining his life, he really would have preferred the lightning thing. (Or the one where Louis is a football player who gets stuck on a flight with his ex-boyfriend Harry. The universe might be conspiring against him, or is it?)

The Room Thief | 2tiedships2 | [12k] Louis: Can I come over? Need your help. Niall: Did someone die? I don’t need to help you bury a body do I? Wait, did you behead one of your alpha flatmates? I hope it was the one that smells like cherries. That is such a weird scent for an alpha. It’s disturbing. And I can’t even smell it. Louis: I’ve just been kicked out. Can I crash on your couch? Niall: Zayn’s in class. I’m here so get over here NOW. Louis: Thanks mate. Gonna pack a few things and will head over. Be there in about a half hour. --- When Louis comes home and is confronted by his knothead alpha flatmates, he knows it won’t result in anything good, but he didn’t expect to be left homeless, effective immediately. He definitely didn’t expect to fall for the specific knothead who stole his room.

i would know you from touch alone | staybeautiful | [73k] They had never been face to face before now. They’d never touched, skin to skin, until Harry landed a punch to his face, high on his cheekbone. Louis shoved him off and was pulling his fist back from Harry’s abdomen before he realized his face wasn’t tingling because of the pain. It pooled out from his cheek, over his face, down his neck and spine. A shiver in the late September night. Heat, sparks - whatever you wanted to fucking call it. or The Tomlinson and Cox gangs have hated each other for over forty years. Harry Styles, the grandson of Gritty Cox, was freshly back to the city after uni when, on his first night out, he punched the Tomlinson heir in the face. It shouldn’t have mattered, their gangs have done worse to each other. But all it took was one single touch to recognize your soulmate. Louis was adamant that being soulmates changed nothing, not who they were or which family they were loyal to. Or, at least, it shouldn’t have.

In Jest | LadyLondonderry | [4.8k] Louis, who smiles at Harry as he reclines in his chair. Louis, whose soulmark is visible thanks to his low-cut top. Louis, Harry’s soulmate, who seems to either be blissfully ignorant of that fact or maliciously ignoring it. Harry would really like to know which.

find a way (to send me a sign) | we_are_the_same | [666] Everything is dark, and Louis feels like he can’t breathe. For a moment, he is unsure what woke him up, until he hears it again. The soft buzzing of his phone on the bedside table. He pushes down the duvet that’s been covering his face and squints at the clock, the red digits telling him it’s exactly 3:00 AM. Rubbing at his eyes, Louis swallows back a yawn and reaches for his phone, intent on swiping the call away until he notices the name on the display. His heart jumps as he brings the phone to his ear. “Harry?”

Into The Mist | babyhoneyhslt | [63k] Sneaking on board the famous pirate ship Compass Arrow to get a story for his journalist father, Harry must do everything to keep a low profile. But when one of the crew discovers him, hiding from the ruthless Captain Tommo becomes almost impossible.

Tea Thyme | Fandom_Larry | [10k] In a town where omegas are expected to mate young, Harry finds himself still single. Instead of finding love, he chooses to live his life pining away for an alpha far above his class. That is until a mysterious courting gift shows up at his shop. What happens when he lets go of his dream and holds out for reality? Is it possible to still get everything he wants? Only the fates know.

Something About You Feels Like Home | MarWritesStuff (Ta_Ma) | [40k] When Harry starts paying attention, he feels his tummy fluttering. The singer is gorgeous in an almost ethereal way. He can tell that the man is an alpha just by looking at him, and he’s shocked to feel himself getting slightly wet. or The one in which Harry is a sheltered and inexperienced omega, brought up in a very traditional family, who just moved alone to London to finish his studies. There, he attends a concert by indie band The Rogue. Louis is the lead singer of The Rogue and is a bit tired of not finding a connection. Harry wants to let go of his family's rules and restraints, and Louis wants to find an omega to cherish and take care of.

[mischiefnevermanaged89-blog]

Love Me Like You Do~Part 2

Juice Ortiz X Reader

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Clay, Jax, Opie, Bobby, Tig, Piney and Juice all arrived back at the Clubhouse, signaling for the others to join them in Chapel.

Happy and Chibs left the shop to follow. Inside, Clay hit the gavel to get started.

“Chibs, Hap, you guys remember Piney’s daughter (Y/N)?”

“Aye.” Chibs replied. Happy nodding.

“She’s back. Settling down back in Charming. She’s opening a little roadside bar on the outskirts of town. I want a protection detail on her so no one messes with her. She’ll be living there, too. Said there’s an apartment type house out back.” Piney said to the group.

“Agreed.” Everyone said.

“What cut will we take for the protection?” Clay asked.

Opie and Jax scoffed. “Really, Clay? She’s family. You expect her to pay us a fee for watching over her?”

He shrugged. “This Club is in the business of protection.”

“Then take my part. I’ll pay to protect my daughter.”

“No disrespect, Pres, but I don’t feel right asking her to do that. Like Jax said, she’s family.” Tig chimes in.

“Put it to a vote. Protection for (Y/N) free of charge?” Clay asked.

All hands went up. He sighed. He slammed the gavel down. “Any new business?”

“Things with the Irish are on track. All looks well for awhile longer.” Chibs said.

“Books are straight. Still in the black for a few more months.” Bobby replied.

Clay nodded. “Good. Meeting adjourned.”

Opie, Jax and Juice walked to the bar where the Prospect, Half-Sack, was.

“Listen, Opie’s little sister is back. I’m going to need you to go with Juice tomorrow and give her a hand with anything she needs. She’s got crews coming in but she needs things moved out.”

“Yeah. Sure.”

“I’ll go, too. Don’t have any repairs due tomorrow.” Happy said.

“Juice, do me a favor. When you help her set up the security cameras, make sure to set some up around the back facing her apartment. I want to make sure she stays safe.” Opie got close.

“Of course. I’ll see what system she wants and set it all up. I’ll make a backup location for all feeds to my laptop here, just in case.”

“One more thing. The two of you are close in age. Besides my wife and kids, she’s everything to me. Don’t try any funny business with her. Understand?”

Juice nodded. “Yeah. Got it.”

Jax stood behind them smirking. Opie slapped the Puerto Rican’s back. “Good. Now, I’ve got to get home and let Donna know to cook extra.”

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As I drove to Donna and Opie’s for dinner, I couldn’t help but look around at how much things changed around Charming over the last three years. Taking note to try out the coffee shop, I turned down the little street that led to my brother’s.

As I neared the house, I seen Kenny and Ellie out front playing. When I pulled in, they instantly started yelling.

“Aunt (Y/N)!”

“We missed you!”

I hugged them both to me. “I missed you guys! My goodness y’all have grown!”

Kenny looked behind me. “Whoa. Cool car! What kind is it?”

“This my little man is a 1970 Dodge Challenger in special order Purple. My Grandpa had this restored for me for my birthday last year.”

“Can I drive it?”

“I don’t think so.”

I turned around and smiled. “Hi, Donna!”

She smiled back and held her arms out. “Hi, (Y/N). It’s good to see you again.”

“Come on. Let’s washed up. Dinner is almost ready.”

Dinner was a wonderland event. Catching up with my niece and nephew on school and sports. After dinner and dessert, I helped get Kenny and Ellie ready for bed and then joined Opie and Donna on the porch.

“It’s good to have you back. Opie hasn’t stopped smiling since he came home. Kept trying to get it out of him why but he just told me it was a surprise.”

I sat back in the rocking chair. “It’s good to be back. I can’t wait to get started on the bar tomorrow.”

“Juice will be there with Kip and Happy. Later on me and Jax will come by.”

“You still stay at home?” I asked Donna.

“Yeah. Sometimes I think about going back to work though. I usually sit here bored when Al the housework is done and kids are in school.”

I gave her a smile and leaned over. “Well, I’d like to make an offer. You can take it if you want. Discuss it with brother dearest here. I’d like to offer you a job working with me. I’d pay you $10 an hour, make your own hours around the kids. Weekends if you want and you keep all tips. Plus I have an apartment out back the kids can hang out in if you don’t have a sitter.”

She was speechless. I looked at my watch and stood. “I’ll leave you two to discuss. If you want the job, it’s yours. I’ll be up early tomorrow to get ready for everyone to show up to work. So come on by if you do.” I gave them a hug before I left, and a kiss to the side of my head from Opie.

“Thank you, sis.”

I gave him a wink before I headed off.

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“Juice, we’re ready in ten.” Happy stuck his head in my dorm room.

“Yeah. Im coming.” He zipped his backpack up and slug it on his shoulder.

Juice couldn’t think of anything other than (Y/N) since he met her yesterday. His heart pounded in his chest at the thought of seeing her again. He couldn’t help but think she was the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen. What drew him to her the most was her curves. She had curves in all the right places and she knew how to carry herself. A smile crept on his face at the thought of spending time with her setting up her security cameras and being close to her.

It didn’t take long for the three bikers to pull up to the old bar. Juice couldn’t help but eye the car that sat out front.

“Damn. If that’s her’s, little girl has style.” Happy spoke.

“As a matter of fact, Hap, it is. A birthday gift last year from Grandfather.”

(Y/N) stood on the steps, hands on her hips. Juice’s breath caught as he looked at her. She stood there in a purple sequined tank top, blue jean shorts that showed her thick legs and biker boots. Her (y/c/h) was pulled up away from her face.

“Hey, little girl.”

She smiled as she came down the steps. “Hey, Hap. Good to see you again. It’s been ages.”

Happy nodded. She then turned her attention to Juice and Kip. “You must be the Prospect, Kip. I’m (Y/N).”

“Nice to meet you.” Kip said, hands in his pockets.

“Good to see you again, Juice.” She smiled at him.

“You, too.”

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“Well, let’s get inside and get started. I got coffee and donuts inside for you guys. Let me show you two what I need done then Juice and I have some business in the office.”

I waved the guys inside and gave Happy and Kip instructions to what I needed. Before they could get started, Donna walked in.

I smiled. “Does this mean you want the job?”

“I want the job. Ope and I talked about it. Making my own hours could help and the extra money would be a plus.”

I gave her a hug. “I’m so happy.” I put my hands on her shoulders. “Now, I’ve got security business to work on. Could you keep these two in line and make sure they don’t take too many coffee breaks? I need all this cleared out so we can get repairs done.”

“You got it.” Donna put her bag on the counter and started helping Kip and Happy.

I turned to Juice. “Looks like we’re together. The office is this way. It’s big enough to store all the monitors and such. I had the best security system delivered. I just have no clue on how to set everything up.” I chuckled.

Juice chuckled and smiled. “That’s what I’m here for. I can get you set up in a jiff.”

The two of us sat for a few hours, discussing every angle inside and out where to put the cameras. One on each corner on the outside, both sides of the bar for multiple angles and facing the bathrooms and in the kitchen. Lastly, he told me my dad and brother wanted one facing my apartment. I agreed.

As I watched him put up all the cameras and angle them, me looking down at the laptop every once in awhile to make sure it was set, I couldn’t keep my eyes off of him. The way his biceps moved under his shirt and the sweat rolling off his tan skin.

“Alright. I think that does it. Let’s go take a look at all of them.” He climbed down, bringing me from my daydreaming.

We walked back into my office and he showed my how to switch the cameras and how to back them up.

“Now, this here is where all feeds are stored. I also made a backup file that goes directly to my laptop as a precaution in case something should happen. It’s always with me at the clubhouse or my place.”

I turned to him and smiled. “Thanks, Juice. I really appreciate it.”

He gave me a breathtaking smile and looked down. “No problem.”

“(Y/N)? Jax and Opie are here with the others.” Donna said from the office door.

I gave her a nod and Juice and I walked out to the main bar. Opie was unloading bags of takeout for everyone and Jax was passing out drinks.

“Well, there’s my favorite Lass!”

“Chibsy! My favorite Scotsman!”

We hugged each other tight before we all sat down to eat. Opie brought my favorite from the Chinese place and Jax remembered my favorite beer.

“So, sis, any names for this place?”

I nodded. “Pop quiz time, big bro. Let’s see if you can guess. What’s my favorite color?”

“Purple.”

“And my favorite gemstone that’s purple?”

“Amethyst.”

“Correct. Now, where is this place sitting?”

“Outer edge of Charming?” He asked questionably.

I raised my brows and waved my hands at him.

“Amethyst Edge?”

I turned to my new favorite Puerto Rican and pointed. “Brownie points to Juicy Boy! Yes. Amethyst Edge. I was approved for the name. My business license will be in soon and all I need is a fancy schmancy sign and I’ll be set.”

“I can draw you up some designs. Find one you like I got a guy who can make it.” Happy spoke up.

“Thanks, Hap.”

The rest of the day went smoothly. The guys finished getting all the old booths and tables out, the crew was halfway finished redoing the kitchen area and me and Donna worked on a menu for food and sending out an ad in the local paper for help.

The day was winding down and everyone was heading home, promises of seeing me again the next day. As I was locking the front door, I heard my name being called.

“Hey, (Y/N). Listen, if you need anything, you know, security system wise, here’s my number. Don’t be afraid to call or anything.”

I took the paper with Juice’s number on it. “Thanks. I’ll send you a text later so you can have my number, too.”

He gave me a smile that sent a shiver down my spine. I watched as he climbed on his bike and drove away. I went to my little apartment, grabbed my pajamas and showered. Once done, I laid in my bed and grabbed my phone and the slip of paper beside it.

*Hey, it’s (Y/N)*

*Hey. Got you saved. :)*

*Awesome. See you tomorrow?*

*Yeah. I’ll be there after work.*

*Okay. See you then. Goodnight.*

*Goodnight, (Y/N)*

[registerednoirgaming]

📍Brindleton Bay | Montauk, New York

Whiskerman’s Wharf The Polo Bar, by Ralph Lauren by noirgaming 20x15 Whiskerman’s Seafood by simkhira 20x15 Whole Foods Market by simkoos 20x20  Nantucket Village by farfallasims 40x30 Brindleton Bay Yacht Club by simmermya 40x30 Sable Square

Coastal Town Street (multi-purpose lot) by catsaar 40x30

          - The Office of Noir Bendel, MD - Psychiatry - office - by noirgaming

          - The Montauket - restaurant - by noirgaming

          - Starbucks - cafe - by noirgaming

          - Salty Hair Salon - salon - by noirgaming 

          - Lighthouse Ballet Studio - dance studio - by noirgaming

          - Nantucket Cycling and Fitness Studio - by noirgaming

          - Cape Cod Nail Company - by noirgaming

Brindleton Bay Shops (multi-purpose lot) by sarahamina 40x30          - Vineyard Vines and Lilly Pulitzer - retail - by noirgaming          - Bayside Gelato - restaurant - by noirgaming          - The Law Office of Olivier Laurent, Esq. - office - by noirgaming          - David’s Kosher Eatery - restaurant - by noirgaming

Cloud Nine Apartments by farfallasims 30x20

The Huntington Townhouses by farfallasims 30x30

Carnegie Family Home by bojanasims 40x40

Cavalier Cove

Archibald Family Home - by bojanasims 40x40

New England Chapel - by missamelies 30x20

Lauren Family Home - by bojana sims 30x20

Paulk Family Home by farfallasims 20x20

Hilton Family Home by sarahamina 64x64

Deadgrass Isle

Martha’s Vineyard - restaurant - by noirgaming 30x30

[copperbadge]

Some shots from my trip to Cambridge today! They are definitely not in the order I took them, but they're scenic and/or quaint as fuck. We wandered all over the grounds, looking at some epic trees and some beautiful gardens. (There's at least one college that grows its own edible flowers!) We toured some of the shops, which was especially good because I had forgotten to pack a few things, or rather thought I packed them and then discovered I had not. Also, as a companion to yesterday's book bought from Atlantis Books on Neil Gaiman's suggestion, I found a copy of his Norse Mythology in a thrift shop and picked that up, so those are hanging out together in my backpack, and probably matter for tomorrow's study while I'm en route to Amsterdam.

Also mad at myself I did not take a picture of the Very Tiny Gate we went through to get out to the shops, but it was pretty magical. And that fountain photo with the path leading up to it is in the Botanical Garden, where we ended the day. All round a great time.

Two more posts from the trip coming up -- one about how I almost died and also saw some cool art of the Virgin Mary (I did not take a picture but I'm sure it's online so I'll find a link) and the other about how I almost died on a cool bridge. Both deaths were incited by tripping over bumps in the ground and I recovered handily but I definitely need to keep an eye out for Renaissance architecture as it clearly wants me dead. Look, if JK Rowling's curse couldn't keep me from the bus, King's College Chapel, you aren't going to cause my death in front of the Adoration of the Magi.

[ID: Five images; top image is a long walk facing one of Cambridge's academic buildings, lined with tall, bare trees that form a sort of cathedral arch over the walk. The next two are both images of streets in Cambridge full of shops, which look very period but also house like, underwear boutiques and cool bookstores and restaurants. Last row, a photo of apple blossoms in a courtyard, looking gorgeous against the lush green of the grass, paired with an image of a long gravel walkway leading up to a fountain with multiple spouts shooting water into the air.]

[prancentral]

Chapel Street Shops: Your Ultimate Guide

Chapel Street Shops: Chapel Street is one of Melbourne’s most vibrant retail strips, known for its eclectic mix of shops, cafes, and boutiques. At the heart of this bustling area lies Pran Central Shopping Centre, a heritage-listed gem offering a unique shopping experience.

Why Pran Central?

Pran Central stands out for its blend of historical charm and modern retail convenience. Located at the corner of Chapel Street and Commercial Road in Prahran, it provides a perfect mix of specialty stores, health services, and eateries. Here’s why Pran Central should be on your shopping list:

Heritage Appeal: The centre is housed in a beautifully restored building, preserving its historical architecture.

Variety of Stores: From fashion boutiques to wellness services, Pran Central has it all.

Central Location: Its prime spot on Chapel Street makes it easily accessible, contributing to the area’s vibrant atmosphere.

Stats to Know

Foot Traffic: Chapel Street sees over 30,000 visitors daily, making it one of Melbourne’s busiest retail areas.

Visitor Count at Pran Central: Pran Central alone attracts thousands of shoppers each week, thanks to its unique offerings and central location.

What’s Inside?

Fashion: Trendy boutiques like SportsGirl, Sussan, etc.

Health and Wellness: Services include Prahran Medical Clinic and Pran Central Pharmacy.

Dining and Breakfast: Enjoy a dinner at Sakana Japanese Cuisine or a breakfast meal at Sandwich Chefs.

Conclusion Pran Central Shopping Centre offers a unique blend of historical charm and modern retail in the heart of Chapel Street. Whether you’re after fashion, wellness, or a great meal, Pran Central has something for everyone. Explore this iconic spot and experience the best of Chapel Street shopping!

[oflights]

Hi! I’m actually going to Montreal for the first time next week for a wedding, but am staying a few extra days to explore. I’d love any recommendations if you feel so inclined to share any! I also love tearooms and books if you feel comfortable sharing your faves!

god i have been so excited to answer this lol, very pleased to be home and comfy and have the time!!

i'm probably going to give you too many and this is high recency bias but here we go:

drawn and quarterly (bookstore in the mile end, a very cool neighborhood; for coffee/pastries in a beautiful spot, try pastel rita on boul. st. laurent a few streets away!!)

the word (bookstore on rue milton; this is right near mcgill's main campus and it's cash only!!)

mccord stewart museum (my fave museum right across from mcgill; the current exhibits are absolutely stunning, cannot recommend enough; the gift shop also has great stickers and postcards)

notre dame basilica (skip the light show, it's not really worth the money, but go during the day and make sure to see the wedding chapel if it's open! it's absolutely beautiful)

old montreal (it's great to just walk around here and pop into little shops, plus some of the best restaurants in the city. right by notre dame)

high tea at gryphon d'or (this is a bit out of the way in monkland village/ndg, which is where i used to live, but it's worth a trip. the tea selections are incredible [highly rec the cherry almond] and the sandwiches/desserts/scones are great. they give you a bunch of spreads for the scones, including the best caramel i've ever had in my life. bring cash here too, and make a reservation)

for restaurants, i'm going to rec mostly old montreal ones because that's where i was just staying and they're fresh in my mind!

gaspar brasserie (classic yummy french food, the duck is so good)

helena (portuguese food, great if you like seafood, and get the pastel de nata and the churros for dessert)

brasserie 701 (good for brunch/lunch; the 701 burger is stunning and so are their oatmilk lattes)

dinette marcella (really good italian food)

la banquise (for every kind of poutine you can imagine; this in the plateau, which is another great neighborhood to walk around in)

chifa (fun peruvian tapas!)

okay i could go on and on lol i'm sorry, i hope this is helpful!!

[joanquill]

SFW Alphabet

Billy the Kid/Henry Atrim

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

EXTREMELY affectionate. Pet names, holding hands, greeting kisses and hugs, flirting, pick-up lines, EVERYTHING. While you're walking down the street, you two are holding hands, Billy always asks for a kiss or a hug when you two have to be apart, and he even gets offended when you call him by his name and not his nickname. Even when standing while Sherlock reads out the mission, Billy is hugging you from behind and resting his head on your shoulder as you two listen. At one point, Sherlock got so fed up he pulled you two apart when Billy went in for a hug when they came back from a mission.

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

You two are partners in crime. When you two look at each other, there's an unspoken language, and you both instantly know what trouble you'll cause. However, you keep a close eye on him during missions, knowing how self-sacrificing he can be during dangerous situations, keeping him out of danger when needed. You two met most likely when he moved into the big city and became partners for jobs. You two were rough around the edges at first and may have clashed here and there, but now you work together effortlessly as if you can read each other's minds.

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

Loves cuddling, whether it's after a long mission or he just woke up and saw you making breakfast in the kitchen. Whether on the bed, couch, or just on a chair, he's always down for a cuddle. He loves surprising you with hugs as he snuggles close to you. He also has a habit of teasing you. While you were walking by, Billy pulled you down to his lap and cuddled you, making Sherlock grimace and throw the mission papers on Billy's face. If you're on the bed, he's usually the big spoon. But he also loves being the little spoon as you massage his scalp, making him sleep soundly.

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

I don't think settling down has ever crossed his mind a lot, especially if your relationship has just started. He loves the time you're spending together now, and Billy's happy with what you have together. He's in no rush to settle down with you and just wants to enjoy the time you have together now. I would imagine Billy's decent with housework and pretty good with cooking. While Billy likes cooking for you, he would always say he prefers your cooking. He doesn't complain when doing house chores, but he prefers doing those tasks with you, and unfortunately, it usually ends with you two playing and forgetting about those chores.

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

He would try to let you down gently, not wanting to hurt you more than needed. He'll probably pull you somewhere you can be alone, not wanting to drag Sherlock and William to your personal affairs. He'll be honest with you and apologize for it not working out. If you two are still friends after the breakup, he'll try to be as normal as possible, not wanting it to become awkward between you two. Sometimes a little too much. Like when you start moving on with someone, he'll try his best to keep smiling, but Sherlock and William could tell he was faking it all.

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

He thinks weddings are sweet, but he's in no rush to tie the knot with you. But the moment you accidentally called Billy your husband instead of boyfriend, it looked like your brain malfunctioned, and you were shocked yourself. Sherlock never let you live it down, though. While Sherlock was teasing you and William joining in with him congratulating you, Billy just had a large smile on his face the whole time. After that, his eyes would drift to wedding shops, jewelry stores, and even chapels. He'd even tease you, saying your name would sound nice with Atrim or Bonney at the end.

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

He's pretty gentle and subtle about it. While walking down the street, he would smoothly change sides with you so that he's on the roadside without you noticing, or he makes sure you don't get soaked in the rain even if his shoulder gets wet. He also has a habit of holding your hand when he sees you're uncomfortable or upset. Billy always tries to read your emotions, making sure he says the right thing, and he lets you know he's always there when you need support emotionally or physically. Whenever you need to vent, he listens intently and wipes your tears as you let your emotions out.

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

LOVES hugs. Billy refuses to go on a mission until you give him a hug. He likes hugging you even when doing mundane things, like while one of you is cooking, lazing around the couch, or just standing while listening to Sherlock and William about the next mission. He does them often, too often if you ask Sherlock. His hugs are usually a surprise, warm, and with him swaying you both from side to side. But sometimes, after a mission, especially when he sees you injured, his hugs are tight, desperate, and shaky.

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

He says it as easily as he breathes. Just kidding! But really, if he falls for someone, I don't think he'd have a hard time saying or showing how much he loves them. However, if his partner is uncomfortable with him saying it, he will just show how much he cares about them through his actions. One random day after dating for a while, while you two were going home, he says I love you while you open your apartment door. He reassures you that you don't need to say it back to him, and he just wanted to say those words to you.

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they're jealous?)

He's not much of a jealous type, more on the protective side. If someone compliments you genuinely, he'll agree and join in, listing more things he adores about you. However, if someone is being inappropriate, he'd try to be civil, but there is a dark aura around him. If he catches someone trying to make creepy advances on you, he's immediately by your side, calling you pet names and snuggling. If someone still doesn't get the idea and starts getting touchy with you, he'll grab them by the collar and throw them out.

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

Loves kisses, especially when you pepper his face with kisses. If you kiss him on the cheek and your lipstick stays, he won't clean it off and wears it like a badge of honor. His kisses are usually short and sweet, wishing you good luck and goodbye before a mission. But when you two are alone, he takes his time to kiss you, being more gentle and soft than usual. He loves kissing you on the lips, on your nape while he's bugging you from behind, or on the back of your hand before he goes off on a mission. He loves being kissed on the cheek, nose, or lips while you're cuddling.

L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

He likes children. He thinks they're adorable and doesn't mind playing with them when they ask him to. Definitely knows how to play along with children, whether it's playing pretend, tag, or any other children's game. He has definitely taught some kids old games he used to play when he was a kid. He's also good with entertaining babies but not so much with babysitting them. He thinks they're cute but knows how big of a responsibility they are.

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

Mornings with him start with Billy groggily saying good morning as he rolls over and cuddles you in bed. If you two have a day off, good luck getting him out of bed. Let alone get out of his death grip. Most mornings with him are lazy and slow unless you two have work. If you had a long night, Billy will take it upon himself to make breakfast for you two and help you prepare for the day. If he was the one who had a long night and got home late, he'll most likely sleep in and not wake up to any alarm or noise.

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

It depends. If you're both out on a mission, you'll hear a bunch of space and night-themed pickup lines while waiting or before sleeping. Billy has definitely used the "The moon looks beautiful tonight" line once. If you're at home, you two usually decide whether to eat out or make dinner at home. While eating, you two usually catch up if you had different missions or one of you just came back home. Afterward, Billy likes to cuddle in bed, clasping your hand and enjoying your presence before sleeping.

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

He is usually open, but you notice he keeps some things about his past to himself. If you ask him simple questions, he'll happily answer you. But if you ask deeper questions, he keeps some things out, specifically about his past and old best friend. However, during the mission with Sherlock, he started becoming more open, sharing everything from his childhood--both the good and bad memories with you.

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

He doesn't really get angry, especially when it comes to you. He has really long patience. Even when you're in a bad mood, Billy tries to be understanding and help you. Usually, he's the one trying to annoy you to get a reaction. There was one time he got sulked and ignored you for hours, and it was because you got revenge by switching his water with strawberry-flavored water. Ever since then, he doesn't trust his flask with you. If he does get angry, it doesn't last long, and he tries to communicate with you.

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

He remembers a lot of things, like your favorite restaurants, food, flowers, dates, occasions, and others. He even plans surprise gifts a few days before your anniversaries or birthdays. However, if you say something to him while he is doing something, it will most likely not stick with him. If you ask him to take out the trash while he's working on something, he will forget you even mention it. However, if you mention a play you've been wanting to see, he will plan to buy you both a ticket.

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

His favorite moment in the relationship was when you two went on a carnival date. He won you a bunch of prizes with the shooting games. Some were even too big for you to carry. When you both went on the Ferris wheel, you surprised him with a small toy you won on a shooting game while he was buying you two food and drinks. You told him how you applied what you learned from him but missed a few shots since the game was rigged. Since then, he kept the toy in his pocket as a lucky charm.

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

VERY protective. If possible, Billy doesn't want you anywhere dangerous or alone while you're on a mission, even when he knows you can fight. He has no problem throwing himself in front of a bullet for you. Which makes you anxious every time you two are out on a mission. If you two are out fighting, you're usually back to back and cover each other's blind spots. If someone manages to hit him, he would want you to get out of danger, but he gets a sense of pride when he sees you defeat your enemies with ease.

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

He puts in the effort. If you're sharing an apartment, he does his share of chores. When going on a date, he makes sure it's something you'll both enjoy together. It ranges from a home date, where you'll just enjoy each other's company, or something extremely eccentric and new. For gifts, it's either something that he thinks you will like, something you suggested, or something that reminded him of you. It can be flowers or a random trinket he found in an antique shop. For your anniversaries, he makes a plan before the occasion, making sure it will be memorable and fun for you both.

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

One of his bad habits would be putting other people before himself too much, especially his friends and you. As generous as this is, his self-sacrificing attitude does make you worry and frustrated. Another bad habit would be smiling or laughing off his problems, making them not a big deal, even if it bothers him. He has a hard time staying serious about his problems, sometimes even making jokes about it to lighten the mood.

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

He is not concerned with his looks, but he does get giddy and smiley when you compliment him on his hair or outfit. If you suggest a hairstyle, he'll try it for you. If he notices you seem more shy when he's in a certain outfit or style, he will tease you in no end while still wearing it. You might catch him keeping the hairstyles and clothing that made you shy, which made you ruffle his hair back to normal and hide those clothes, saying he's handsome enough as he is. At most, he would like to be presentable and look good enough, but that's it.

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

He tries to keep a distance, knowing already what it feels like to lose someone important to him. Even when he met you, he tried to keep some distance between you two despite his friendly nature. However, you slowly became a part of his day. Even when you would only see each other occasionally by accident or for business, he would smile when he saw you. Now that you're dating and sharing an apartment together (for looking after Sherlock and William, of course), he couldn't imagine how he would spend his days without you.

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

He has definitely tried square dancing with you. You were clumsy at first, learning as you go, but it slowly became a fun activity for you both. Especially after you practiced with him after hours. If you don't know how to shoot or ride a horse, he uses that as an excuse to flirt with you. He wraps his arms around you while teaching you how to shoot and always offers to ride the horse with you. Unfortunately, the road becomes bumpier when you ride with him, or the horse will randomly run faster, making you cling to him tighter.

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn't like, either in general or in a partner?)

Someone who isn't open-minded, too rigid and serious. Billy also doesn't like someone who is easily angered or annoyed, especially since he likes to tease people. He might also not be compatible with someone who hates physical affection since I think that's one of his top love languages. Anyone with a bad personality like very selfish and only cares about themselves. While he does like to do things for his partner, he also wants them to be capable.

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habit of theirs?)

He definitely snores. Not to the point where you can't sleep because of the noise, but he snores. He also likes cuddling with you before and after sleeping. However, I feel at times, he is a messy sleeper. So, there might be a chance you'll be on the floor while he's sprawled all over the bed, maybe with him slowly descending from the side of the bed until he falls. Usually, if you spoon him, you'll be all right the morning after. He might get nightmares once in a while, but he usually calms down after talking with you and cuddling.

[justagirlwholikesadam]

Reunited

Summary: He finally found you and he won’t let you slip away from him again. 

Warning: mentions of death, vampire sex, stalking, being a bit of a creep, smut, dubcon a bit, blood blood blood, a dash of necrophilia i think. a bit of grammar error. Used a line from Bram Dracula the movie.

A/N: I wrote this because Adam Driver needs to play Dracula. Enjoy!

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You knew someone or something was following you. You could feel a presence near you for a while now. It’s been weeks with the same feeling. Whenever you were out, shopping or even going to work you felt like you were being followed then the dreams started to occur. The dreams would start off with you being inside of an old, decaying chapel with the walls and pews rotting. The dream would be so vivid that you can feel the cold air in the chapel as you walked to the altar. There was a man by the altar, you could never see his face but he was always there giving his back to you. Whenever you were about to face him, the dream would shift. 

The white ceiling and bright fluorescent lights would be beaming down on your face. You were being rolled on top of a gurney. Shouting and the sound of machines beeping bounced off the peach colored walls of the hospital made you feel uneasy. The dream will shift quickly to another scenario. You were running with someone in the woods. You would look behind your shoulder to see a group of men chasing you in the woods. You were pulled closer to the man you were running with when a gunshot was fired. 

The dreams had gotten so violent and horrific you started to wake up in a cold sweat and tears streaming down your face. After the second week of these dreams, you started to notice things around your apartment were missing or certain things would be out of place. Clothes or jewelry would be missing then your bed would be made. It was the fourth week when your coworkers had invited you out for drinks. You immediately accepted wanting to have a drink and try to forget everything going on. You didn’t tell anyone about these dreams, you just hoped they would go away. 

You let out a sigh as you walked down the street, you should have gotten a ride back home after drinks with your coworkers but you had told them that the fresh air would do you good. Crossing the street into an empty alley you came to a halt. You always took this shortcut to your apartment but tonight something was off. You held on tight to your shoulder bag. The feeling was starting again. You had the feeling of someone staring at you but nothing compared to the night before. You felt a presence in your bedroom, rolling on to your side in your sleep. You opened your eyes and sat up right away when you saw a figure at the corner of your room quickly turning on the lamp on the nightstand. You looked back at the corner and saw the figure was gone. 

The feeling in your gut screamed at you to go the other way but all you wanted to do was to go home. You took a deep breath and quickly walked inside the ally. There were only two lights, one from the beginning of the alley that you just passed and the other one at the end. You can see cars passing by and a few people walking by as well. You felt a bit at ease when the street light provided you with a bit of light so you wouldn't trip on your face. You were halfway through the alley when you stopped. You heard  footsteps behind you. You felt your heart drop at the sound. You held your breath when you looked down at the pavement and saw a shadow next to yours, it was bigger than your shadow.

“Don’t be afraid.” Your eyes widen at the sound of the deep voice behind you. You felt a hand grab your upper arm making you cry out. The person behind turned you and pushed you against the brick wall of the alley. 

Before you can shout out, the person covered your mouth with his hand. You looked up at him, he was tall and he was handsome. Skin like a porcelain doll, beauty marks were scattered all over his face. His nose was large, below you saw a pair of pink lips. He had a bit of stubble over his chin. You looked back at his lips.  You have never seen such inviting lips before. Looking up, you saw his eyes were almost black. You knew his hair was a dark color, it blended so well in the dark

“Finally found you. I was looking everywhere for you.” He said softly, making you flinch when he got closer to you, his hand was still over your mouth as he leaned down. You frowned at his words.

“Don't shout, okay?” He tells you. You nodded, he removed his hand from your mouth. 

“Please don’t hurt me. Please.” You told him, making him shake his head at you. You whimpered as his cold hands cupped your face. You were shocked when his thumbs glided over your cheeks. His touch was so gentle but yet his large fingers were cold.

“Look at me.” He pulled you from the wall with your face in his hands. You clenched your hands on his forearms. Your nails digging into the leather jacket he wore. He dragged you into the middle of the alley where the light was a bit brighter. 

“Look at me.” He commanded. You started to feel a sense of comfort as you stared into his eyes. You saw a hint of red glowing around his iris. 

“Sleep now.” Your body obeyed him, you shut your eyes and fell in his arms. He leaned down to pick your lower half in his arms. He began to walk down the alley. You wanted to shout, you wanted to cry but all you can do is let out a whine. Seconds away before falling into the abyss of a deep sleep, you heard him speak. 

“I finally found you, my love.”

The sound of wood crackling welcomed you out of your sleep. Opening your eyes you saw a large collection of pillows around you, all of them were different shapes and colors. You sat yourself up on the bed pushing the blanket off of you. Your eyes widened by how enormous the bed you laid on. Carefully you began to push yourself off the edge of the bed, moving the pillows to the side. You shivered as your toes touched the cold concrete floor. You walked away from the bed and let out a shocked gasp by the room around you. Room looked like it came out straight from a catalog of the medieval age. The fireplace at the end of the room burned providing some kind of warmth. You looked around your surroundings, hundreds of candles were lit around the room. The candles were placed around the bedroom. The wax of the candles softly dripped onto the gold trays that were underneath. You couldn’t find any window, there were enormous red velvet curtains covering the walls of the room. 

‘What the fuck is this place?’ You told yourself as you walked to the fireplace. You jumped at the sound of a door unlocking. You noticed a door near the fireplace opening. 

You froze when you saw him, the stranger. He leaned against the door frame as he stared at you. He was barefoot and wore a black tee along with dark jeans. You blushed under his gaze, no one has stared at you like him. He looked down to your chest then to your bare feet. You just then realized as you looked down at yourself, you wore a nightgown. A gown that was completely see through. He had changed your clothes while you slept. 

‘What kind of nightgown is this?’ You told yourself as he stared at your breasts through the gown. He could see you trying to cover your breasts with your arms as you looked at him with a red face. 

Without noticing from your embarrassment, his eyes lowered to the patch of hair that rested on your mound. You heard him inhale loudly, his jaw clenched hard. He could smell you. He can smell the fear and excitement running through you.

“It’s your favorite nightgown.” You looked at him with curious eyes when he spoke. He pushed himself off of the door frame and shut the door behind him with a bang.

“The nightgown. You were thinking what kind of nightgown it is. It’s your favorite.” He said it so nonchalantly that it scared you. 

“I think you have me confused.” You said looking around, trying to find a way to escape. 

“No.” The man said, shaking his head as he walked toward you.

“It’s you.” He said as you walked away from him but failed. He was too fast for you to even get away from him. You gasped when he push you against the cover curtain walls. His hands gripped your hips hard making you wince. You placed your hands on his chest trying to push him off but he didn't budge. 

“Who are you?” You asked looking up at him. You instantly regret asking him that. He was staring at you with those black eyes again. 

“I've been called many names.“ He spoke as he leaned against you. You felt his lips against your forehead, you gasped when his hands went down to your ass as he pulled you against his chest. He squeezed your ass giving it a slight shake. The gesture sent shockwaves throughout your whole body. 

“Names?” You asked as he pulled his lips away from your forehead. You tried to ignore his hands on you.  

He hummed as he kept touching your ass. You whined under your breath by his action. He started to lift the gown from behind, all the way up to your hips. He let out a satisfied groan when he felt bare ass. 

“Adam, Kylo, and Ben.” He mumbled under his breath as he bunched the gown into his fist and held it against your hip. 

“The list goes on and on.” He continued. 

You were about to push him away when he grabbed the back of your legs. You cried out when he lifted you. Your legs wrapped around his hips he leaned you against the wall. 

“Please.” You let out a sob when you felt your bare cunt against the front of his jeans. You move your hips trying to get away from him but all you did was rub more against his now hardened cock. 

“Your pussy is so warm.” He told you as you kept moving your hips trying to get away. He dropped his mouth open slightly and without a word he leaned down to your chest. You can feel his wet tongue; the thin fabric of the gown was wet from his open kisses. Your hands wrapped around his shoulders in fear of falling. He gripped your ass harder when he felt you shift. His long dark hair covered his face. You saw it reach down to his shoulders as he stood up a bit to lean over to your other breast. His teeth nipping at your nipple make you wail. 

“Fuck.” You cried out. He moaned as he pulled away from your breasts and began to kiss your neck.

This was wrong. Completely wrong. Your mind was telling you to push him, hit him. Make him free you at once. You needed to leave. You wonder how long you have been here. How long have you been asleep? Was your family looking for you? Your friends?

“Relax, my love.” You froze when you heard a voice inside your head. 

“You hear me, don't you?” You realized Kylo had stopped kissing your neck and looked at you from the corner of his eye. 

“Yes.” You answered inside your head. Kylo let out a wide smile, showing his white slightly crooked teeth. He was quick to carry you towards the bed. He threw you to the bed like a rag doll. You quickly turned around and started to crawl away from him. 

“Noo!” You screamed when you felt his hands on your ankles. You gripped the sheets as he pulled you to the edge of the bed making a few pillows fall over to the floor. 

You began to kick and waved your arms. 

“Stop!” He yelled at you as he grabbed your wrists with one hand and held them behind your back. You groaned from his large frame over you. The edge of bed sank under his weight. He moved his hips as he gripped your wrists tightly making you cry out. 

“Please. Don’t. Please. I’m not who you think I am. I’m Y/n. Please. I’m Y/n.” You cried to him. You gasped when given a harsh thrust against your ass making you curl your toes. 

“It’s you, my love. You promised you would remember. It’s been so long. I haven't had a woman’s touch in so long. I only want you.” The stranger whined to you as he kept grinding against you. You shut your eyes when thrusting against you once more. You could feel you cunt getting wetter. 

“It’s me.” He said pushing himself off of you and letting your wrists free. You gasped when he grabbed your legs and flipped you on your back. You frowned when you saw he was naked. It was impossible that he removed his clothes so quickly. You stared at his broad shoulders and toned stomach. You can see his happy trail leading to his cock hanging between his lean thighs. 

He was thick with neatly trimmed hair around. You saw a visible vein on the side already throbbing. You quickly closed your legs so he wouldn’t see your wet cunt through the gown. Wincing at his rough touch he grabbed the hem on the gown. The sound of fabric was so loud it scared you. You were open to him. He spread your legs, his hands lower to the back of your legs. He pushed the back of your legs to spread over. He had you in a mating position. 

“Please! Please!” You cried out as you felt him lower himself on you. He looked at you with a smile. You shook when you felt his cock against your cunt. 

“Draga mea, eram atât de singur fără tine.” (My love, I was so lonely without you.) He tells you before moaning to you as he places a hand next to your head and uses the other to stroke himself against your cunt. 

“What?” You cried at the foreign language he spoke. You didn’t understand him. 

He slapped the head of his cock on your cunt a few times. You licked your lips at the wet sounds he made as he slapped against your cilt. He groaned as he saw your clit peeking out of your folds. He bumps the head of his cock against it making you moan. He played with your slick.

“Kylo.” You yelled remembering it was one of the names he told you. He looked at you when you shouted the name. He froze and stared at you. 

“Lubirea mea.” (My love) He whispered as he placed both hands on either side of your head. 

“Yes.” You told him, looking up at him. You had no idea what he said but by the look of his face he looked so happy. 

“Please, Kylo. Let me go.” You begged as your hands went up to cup his face. Moving his hair out of his face as you begged him once more. You thought probably by doing this gesture you will make him stop. Kylo slowly dropped down over you. Your hands never left his face as he used his arms to cage your head. Those black eyes stared at you again. It scared you and you  looked away from him. You stared at the curtain walls ahead of you. He took a deep breath as he kissed your cheek. You dropped your hands and gripped the bed sheet. 

“It’s been too long since I last saw you. I missed you. Your face, touch, body. Your soul.” He whispered looking down at you. Your brows knitted together when you looked at his face. He looked like he was about to cry. 

“Please.” He begged you. 

“Please. I need to be inside of you. I want to feel you..” He said as he started to kiss your neck. You let out a gasp when licked the side of your neck and made his way to your face. 

“I missed you.” He told you as he kissed the corner of your lips making you cry. He stopped when he saw the tears. 

You begin to sob louder when you feel him licking your tears away. You didn’t understand why you felt so heartbroken by his words. His large body was between your legs. His cock rested against your cunt. Your cheeks and eyes were red from crying but your lower half had a mind of its own. You knew it was wrong but why? Why was your body reacting in a different way? 

“Please.” You whispered to him, grabbing his face harshly making him look down at you. 

“I’m scared. Please.” You said looking into his eyes. Hoping that those words will get through him and stop this craziness. 

“Kiss me and you won’t be.” He told you. 

“I won’t stop. You told me to do this. Don’t you remember?” He questioned as he moved his hips making you gasped when you felt his cock slide between your folds once more. 

“You're so wet.” He groaned as he leaned down to your face. 

“Your body remembers.” He tells as he bumped your nose against your cheek.

“Kiss me.” He pleaded as you looked at his eyes, your heart started to slow down and your mind started to go blank as you kept staring at his eyes. You didn’t get scared when you saw red glow around his pupils. 

“I have crossed oceans of time to find you. Now that I have you. I won't ever let you leave.” He told you. 

You met his lips with yours and kissed him, opening your mouth to let him in. You felt it. Pure adrenaline and warmth spread deep in your chest. He was rough and needy with his kisses almost like he was dying. He kissed you like you were his only salvation. 

You cried out when you felt him nip your bottom lip. You pulled away when you tasted cooper. You looked up at him. His lips were stained red with your blood. You saw his tongue lick his bottom lip. He let out a low moan after licking his top lip.  

“Fuck.” 

You shouted when he thrust inside of you without warning. You threw your head back as he stretched you out. You grabbed his shoulders tightly, holding on for dear life. You felt him pushing more into you. He moaned loudly as he gripped your outer thighs. He looked down to see your pussy wide open on his cock. 

His eyes darken as he could hear your heart beating faster, your sweet blood rushing through your veins as you moved your hips. He could see your breasts bouncing from his movements. 

“Fuck..oh.” You cried, bringing your head up to look up at him. He was surprised when you held on his neck and pulled him for another kiss. He gladly kissed you back. His tongue played with yours as he began to pull out and push himself back into you. 

His chest puffed in pride with every whimper you pour into his mouth. He began to thrust repeatedly into you at a harsh pace.

With no strength left to push him away, you let him consume you. You let him use you. It felt too good with every thrust you could feel him deep inside of you. His balls slapped against your ass, his grunts above of you made you clench tightly around. You whine when you pull the back of your legs towards your chest. He grabbed your legs, letting it dangle on the crook of your arms. 

You looked at him and saw he was staring at you with hooded eyes. His mouth parted open as he moaned. 

“Feel so good! Missed you. Missed this pussy.” He moaned as he dropped a leg down to bring a hand to your chest. He tweaked your right nipple with his thumb and index finger. 

“You’re so big.” You cried out with a whine as you felt the head of his cock hit your g-spot. Your toes curled as he hit it again. You felt his fingers go up to your lips. Without thinking you grabbed his wrist and opened your mouth. You welcomed his large fingers into your mouth. He let out a whine when you started to suck on his large fingers. You sucked his index and middle finger in as he fucked you. Whimpering and drooling on him, he felt himself about to cum. It’s been too long. Too long since he fucked, too long since he felt a woman’s touch, your touch. 

You look just as beautiful as he remembered years ago. You haven't changed a bit, hair was a bit different but same eyes and the same pretty lips. You took him the same. 

He looked down at you, he let his fingers slip out of your mouth and dragged his fingers down to your chin, to the middle of your throat then between your breasts. He laid his hand flat on your stomach. You were about to cum too. He can feel your stomach tighten with every thrust he gives you. He found your pussy, his fingertips touching the soft hair. He groans under his breaths as he touches your throbbing wet clit. 

“Please.” He heard you cry out as you began to move along with his thrust. 

“Doing so good, Iubirea mea. You take me well.” He praises you. 

The sound of your wet sopping pussy was loud. He started to breathe loudly when he felt you dripping down his balls as he swiped your clit under his thumb. 

“Oh..Oh..Kylo. Yes, Iubirea mea..” You cried out with a nod when you felt your orgasm coming near. 

His eyes shot up to you and saw you with your head thrown back as you gripped the sheets beneath you. You told him, Iubirea mea. 

He quickly rubbed your clit faster and harder making you cry out. He was going to make you remember. He’s going to pound the memories of both of you together. He’s going to cum deep inside of you so you can remember everything. He knew he had to turn to you now. He wasn't going to lose you again. Not like last time. 

Not again. Never again. He won't lose you this time. 

Moaning loudly as your orgasm hit you like a ton of bricks, your eyes widened as you came over his cock. Clenching around his cock so tightly you felt him lean over you. He let out a ghastly growl and let his mouth drop open, his canines grew into sharp fangs. His eyes turned into pitched black, his large fingers turned into sharp claws as he gripped the bed sheets, ripping the sheets. 

You let out a scream as you saw the man in front and inside of you transforming into a creature. His face was the last thing you saw before he went for your neck. His fangs sank deep into your neck. Your cries turn into moans of pleasure as he keeps sucking your neck while he thrusts slowly into your sensitive cunt. 

Nails rank down his bare back, all you can hear was the sound of ringing. You felt like you were high, your bones turning into jello, arms and legs felt heavy. All you felt was his thick cock sliding in and out of you. The bed moving from his harsh thrusts. Your clit rubbed against his pelvic bone.  

You felt weaker, your hands dropped on to the bed as sweet pleasure from between your legs disappeared and the pain from your neck grew. 

Unable to say anything or move you just stared at the ceiling. You felt the bed shift underneath you as he moved you into the center of bed. Tears pool in your eyes as the pain grows stronger. It felt like your body was on fire.

“I know, lubirea mea.” He whispered as he gently removed himself from you. He was back into his normal form. He looked down at your cunt. You were dripping, plump lips slick with your cum. He couldn't help but lean down to licked your slit, sucking your clit clean. He gave a kiss inside your thigh and quickly got up to work.

His large frame quickly placed pillows near the headboard of the bed. When he was done, he gently grabbed you. He hummed to you and kissed your cheeks. Your vision grew weary. Spots began to appear, you were losing breath. You moaned from the pain. 

He groaned as he leaned against the pillows where the headboard is. He had pulled you on top of him. His hard cock still stood up as he saw your blood dripping down from your neck to your breasts. Your legs were on either side of him. He lets out a groan as he slips into you. He pulls you chest to chest. Your head laid on his collarbone. 

“You’ll feel better.” You tells you as he started to fuck you from underneath. 

He wraps an arm over you keeping you in place as the other hand squeezed your ass. He continued to fuck you and the pain was disappeared by pleasure but you were still feeling out of breath. Your vision was going dark as he fucked you hard. He heard your heart stop when he came inside of  you. He let out a loud moan as he held you. He looked down at you to see you, your eyes were closed, lips parted open. He shut his eyes and enjoyed his orgasm. His hand gave your ass one last good and hard squeeze before going up to rub your back softly. Your dead body laid on top of him as he still remained inside of you. 

He opened his eyes and waited as he stared at the fireplace ahead of him. He held you in his arms. He brought his hand to his blood stained lips. He let a small whine as his claws grew. Bringing a claw to his lip he scratched his bottom lip. Dark blood ran down his chin to his bare chest. He brought his hand to your face. You’re already getting cold, it’s working. He lifted your face up as he stared down at you. 

“My beautiful love.” He said. 

He pressed his bloodily lips against yours. He kissed you. He sucked his bottom lips letting the blood pool in his mouth. He opened your mouth to let his blood drip into yours. Proud of his work, he finished it off with another kiss. Swirling his tongue with yours coating it with his blood. 

You knew you were dead. You had to be dead because why would you be standing in front of a chapel. You stood in front of the entrance, tall wooden doors were in front of you. You can see the crosses engraved in the wood. 

You've been here and seen these doors in your dreams before. Pushing the doors open you stood in awe at the chapel. It was different from the one in your dreams. Your eyes roam at the pews then at the walls it wasn’t decaying anymore, everything looked brand new. Magnificent biblical paintings hang from the walls. The clerestory windows near the paintings were lit up from the sunlight. You looked ahead and saw a man at the altar. He had his back towards you again but he wore silver armor, his helmet was by his feet along with his sword. 

You walked to the altar and stood next to the man. It was him, the stranger, the guy who fucked you and bit you. He had tears running down his face. He was dirty and bloody. He looked like he just had to come back from a battle. You saw him sob as he looked away from you then to the ground. You followed his graze and gasped. 

There you were on the floor of the chapel dead. The gown you wore was wet with blood. You saw him fall down on his knees and let out a scream. You look at him as he picks up your body and hugs your dead body. You cried out as a pain shot through your head. You knelt to the ground due to the pain. You shut your eyes tightly as memories came back to you. 

You were young when you met him, he was called Adam. Heir to a throne, you were his betrothed. You were happy with him until he had to leave for war against his rival. You killed yourself when you heard the news that Adam was not found when the war was over. He had died, everyone told you. Two weeks had passed and you couldn’t take the pain anymore but Adam came back, he was alive and survived. People told him you were spending your days in the chapel, praying for his soul. He had gone on a treacherous journey to stay alive and one back to you. He had to tell you right away that was alive. He had run into the chapel to find you. He found you on the ground with your throat slit open, knife still in your hand as you bled on the ground. The guards and the priest found him wailing over your dead body.

Adam desecrates the chapel and renounces God right then and there. He had prayed to God to keep you safe while he was making it back to you. He grew angry at God and made a deal with the devil to give him powers to avenge your death, to kill all those people that told you he was dead. He sold his soul for you but of course when making a deal with the devil it came with a price. He became a blood thirsting vampire.  

You laid your head on the ground of the chapel screaming as you remembered 200 years after your death he found you again. He found you in England. You were about to be wed, he couldn’t let that happen. He introduced himself as Phillip. He made you remember about your past life with him but he didn’t turn you in time. Your husband found both of you in bed. Furiously, he gathers a group of men to kill Phillip in the woods but before he could kill Phillip you jump in to save him. Once again you lay dead in front of him but in your final moments you beg him to find you again and make you remember no matter what. 

About 7 decades later he found you once more but in the states.  He found you in the southern states working in a diner. He introduced himself as Ben and to his surprise you fell in love with him without the need to remember. So he didn’t say anything about the past until he felt horrible for not telling you the truth. One way or another you were going to figure out his true self. So the following night, he was going to tell you the truth and ask if you wanted to be like him. 

He had asked you to come to his place. He wanted to pick you up from your house but you told him and you didn’t mind the drive. He waited but you never came, hours later he received a call from the hospital saying you were brought in. Ben rushed to the hospital and was told you got hit by a drunk driver. He cried when they took you to surgery. He was sitting in the waiting room waiting for the surgeon to come out. He stood up when he saw the surgeon enter the waiting room. He knew what had happened when the surgeon approached him with a face. He can hear the surgeon's heart pounding. He can smell your blood mixed with hibiclens soap. You had died on the operating table. They were unable to bring you back, you bled to death. He wanted to see your body. Ben had learned from others like him that he can transfer you even after death but it was the sound of crying that made him stop. He noticed your family walking into the waiting room and asking the nurse for you.

Ben stood a few feet away from the funeral, your family did for you. Ben couldn't do it, he couldn't take your body. He left the funeral as they placed your coffin on the ground. He kept walking away vowing that the next time he found you. He wasn't going to let you slip away from him. 

It took him a long time to find you again. Too long. He was growing restless every year. He traveled through states and countries for you. He couldn’t find you. 

He went back to his hometown where he had resided years ago. He was driving down the street one day, he stopped at the light and froze when he saw you crossing the street. He felt his chest was about to explode. There you were. You had a smile on your face as you talked on the phone while walking. You quickly walked across and began to walk through an alley. 

So he stalked you for a few weeks, found out where you lived, and where you worked. He often found himself standing in your room at night staring at you. He liked watching you sleep, the sound of your breathing and light snores. He would walk towards you and hold his hand out above your head. Manipulating your mind so you can dream about your past life. 

He would walk around in your apartment. He would touch everything you own. He would lay in your bed to smell your sheets. Pressing your pillow deep into his face. The first time he laid on your bed, he started to sob as he brought your comforter and sheets close to his face so he could smell you. He noticed you were catching on. You would look over your shoulder every now and then. He had to act fast. He didn’t know how long he could control himself. 

He stared at the fire as he held you in his arms. You are safely tucked under his chin. Hands touching your bare back. It’s been a while now, he kept touching you, holding you in his arms. He let out a toothy grin when he felt your body starting to move. 

He did it. He turned you. 

You opened your eyes, feeling so sore you gently pushed yourself up. Groaning when you subconsciously clenched around his cock. He bit back a moan as you opened your eyes while moving your hips. He stares at you as you let out a yawn and look around. You had dried blood on your mouth and chin. Your eyes are larger now, he can see the red ring around your pupils.  

“My love.” He calls out to you softly. His hands were on your hips as you looked around. You looked down at him, Kylo stared up at you with a smile. He was mesmerized by you, his eyes were wide as he stared up at you. You were about to speak when you let out a cough, you felt your throat dry. You were so thirsty. You shut your eyes when you felt him shift under you, the head of his cock was rested on your sweet spot. 

“Thirsty?” Kylo asked as his hands went up and down your body, he couldn't stop touching you. 

“Mmmm.” You moaned as you nodded, placing your hands on his chest moving your hips back and forward. 

“Come here.” Kylo said, grabbing your wrist to pull you down to his chest. You watched as the nail of his index finger grew into a claw. Kylo had dragged the claw over his chest. 

“Hurry.” He says, pushing your head to his chest. You knew what to do. You moaned as you licked his cut. Your hips swayed in happiness, licking up his blood. 

“Good.” He told you as you rose up from his chest. His cut was already healed, he brought one your hands to his lips kissing your knuckles then your palm. 

“I missed you. I couldn’t find you for so long.” You gave him a nod and leaned over to kiss him. You licked the dried blood from your lips. 

“It has been too long,” You mumbled against his lips. 

“What should I call you now?” You asked, pushing his locks of hair behind his ears. 

“It’s been Kylo for years now. Kinda got used to it.” He said kissing the side of your temple. 

“Kylo.” You repeated his name with a smile. He grinned when he saw your own fangs growing. 

[simmora]

'Old Town Little Italy' is what I've named this lot in my save file, literally no words I just love it so much. #obsessed! I know I often say I'm obsessed but with this one I reallyyy am!

It looks so good anytime of the day too thanks to @softerhaze lighting mod!! I use Sunblind in Oasis Springs.

This is on a lot I can't remember but it's a big one. It has a restaurant, chapel, cafe, ice cream shop, market, souvenir store, photography studio. It's an official vacation spot for my sims. There's so many screenshots but I couldn't post them all.

Heavily inspired by the Old Towns you find in almost every European country, specifically Southern Italy with the small streets, bricks, vines and cramped buildings.

Unfortunately not up for download but we can admire from afar!