#Hope Valley events

[themaynard]

Join The Maynard's August Bank Holiday Garden Party with Live Music and BBQ

Celebrate the August Bank Holiday at The Maynard with our annual garden party. Enjoy live music from Stav, Jake, and The Money Duo, inflatable fun for all ages, and a delicious BBQ with an outdoor bar. Book your garden dining table in advance and soak in the stunning views of the Hope Valley. Don't miss out on this summer highlight.

[a-different-way-of-life]

“…Well, back to sleep.”

❤️❤️🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🩶🩶

[el-dritchknight]

what i’m saying is that i’m here for you and if the train comes please move. (x)

x - x - x - x - x

[jodismail]

higuys itz vincenti stole moms fone and sawthis kool ap so yeah imgona andsir sum asks 😁😁😎😄

{mod: VINCENT TAKEOVER RAAAAHH this will be a fun event for y’all :) these posts will be tagged with: 🧸vincenttakeover and vincent will answer all asks! have fun yall! all rules still apply :D}

[takadanobaba]

▲ Ingo's 2 Heart Event ▲

As always, thank you to @xdoctorsparklex for drafting the script for me to code in!

This event expands on a line from part 3 of the Subway to Stardew introduction events! Pierre upcharges them. Drama ensues.

[leifygreeens]

may i request something with Elliott? something fluffy, perhaps? I've had a bit of a bad week and need a pick me up, and your hc list for how the bachelors fell in love was so sweet :') I just had his post-marriage heart event and can't stop thinking about it, so maybe something like that? maybe the moment when he comes home?

I’m sorry you had a bad week, anon. I hope this helps cheer you up a bit, even if it’s a little late. And I hope this week is better! I still haven’t married any of the candidates in my (singular) save file because I love all of them and can’t choose. Ugh. Anyway! Elliott is husband material and I love him.

Warnings: 898 words. GN!Farmer, pure fluff. Not beta'd or proofread, sorry about that. I hope you enjoy it anyway <3

Elliott closes the front door behind him, nodding in satisfaction when the lock clicks into place quietly. The house is silent, and Elliott carefully toes off his stuffy dress shoes and abandons his suitcase by the door. He’ll unpack in a bit, but right now he has more pressing matters to attend to.

Slipping on his house shoes, he climbs up to the second floor of the farmhouse. Miso meows from the top of the stairs, greeting him with an eager flick of the tail. Elliott smiles fondly at the gray tabby and scratches under his chin for a moment, before straightening up and making his way to the bedroom. 

Impatience nips at his heels as he pushes the door open, and his breath leaves him all at once at the sight before him.

Yellow morning sunlight streams through the windows, bouncing off the white flannel sheets, and the whole room glows, edges blurred like an old polaroid. At the center of the world is the Farmer, curled up in the middle of the bed with their arms held tight around a pillow. 

His throat closes.

His pillow.

He presses the back of his hand, still chilled from the frigid morning air, to his burning face. The things they do to him, truly.

Collecting the scattered pieces of himself from the floor, Elliott shuffles across the room and kneels beside their bed. Affection ripples in his chest like the surface of a pond disturbed by a fallen leaf as he watches them sleep for a few moments, but then it gets to be too much and he’s moving.

He presses a kiss to the top of their head, and squeezes their shoulder in tandem. They grumble in their sleep, and he smiles into their hair. He leans away as they shift a bit, groggily untucking their face from where they’d smushed it into his pillow, and their eyes flutter open.

“Good morning, gorgeous. I’m back,” Elliott whispers, brushing the pad of his thumb over their cheek as they look up at him. They blink a few times, the sun glaring in their eyes, and he smiles softly, endeared by their initial sleepy confusion. 

He clocks the exact moment the realization dawns on them, and suddenly his arms are very, very full.

He chuckles, hugging them tightly as they bury their face into his neck.

“Elliott,” they whisper, tangling their fingers into his hair, and he sighs happily. Their weight against his chest is a welcome pressure. 

“My love.” He rubs his palms up and down their back, refamiliarising himself with the contours of their body. “Ah, I’ve missed you.”

“I missed you too.” Their arms tighten around his shoulders, and he presses a kiss to the side of their head. They pull away, eyes sparkling in the sun. They’re still soft with sleep, a little less alert than usual, and he tightens his grip on their waist. “How was your tour?”

He hums, running the tip of his finger over a loose stitch on the hem of their shirt. “Nothing I didn't already say in my letters. But one drop of the big city and I’m quenched. I much prefer being back here with you.”

He pecks their forehead.

“I really did miss you,” they whisper, cupping his jaw with a calloused palm when he’s settled back. “I couldn’t stop thinking about you.”

Elliott shakes his head with a smile. “You know well enough it was the same for me.”

“I do, but—”

The shrill call of the rooster echoes outside, cutting the Farmer off sharply. They frown, a displeased wrinkle appearing between their eyebrows.

Elliott smiles and smooths out the lines on their forehead with gentle fingers. “Don’t be so disappointed, my love. I’m home, but we’ve both got chores to catch up on, hm?”

He makes to pull away, but their arms keep him firmly locked in place. 

“Stay?” They brush a loose strand of hair behind his ear, and tingles shoot down his spine. He nearly shivers. “I already took care of everything.” 

“Of course you did.” He chuckles, petting their side. “But Darling, I must insist. I have to at least feed Miso.”

“All of his bowls are full. I filled them last night, and we can go to the saloon for a late breakfast if you come back to bed with me. When did you get up this morning? Wasn’t your train at four?” Their lips pillow out in a pout, tempting him. Elliott swallows hard. “Please? I almost forgot what sleeping next to you feels like.”

“Well now you’re just playing dirty,” Elliott mutters, reaching to pinch their hips softly. They jerk against him, and the tip of their nose brushes his own. 

“Is it working?” They ask, grinning.

God help him, he is a weak, weak man.

“You know it is, just—let me change.” The farmer hums, smiling like the cat that got the cream as they bring their hands down to grip at the lapels of his suit jacket. He stares at their lips.

“Hurry up then. I wanna cuddle.”

"Yeah." He nods stiffly. “Anything you want.”

[kaedehara--kazuha]

[whereimnotme]

Photo taken during climate action protest in Canberra, January 2020, featuring another of ScoMo’s tone deaf quotes - ‘thankfully we’ve had no loss of life’ - from that ill-fated small town PR tour.

"Yes, two, that's quite right. I was thinking about firefighters really," said Morrison, before expressing his "sincere condolences" for the 27 lives lost during the ongoing disaster.

Officially, 33 people were ultimately killed directly by fires that summer with another estimated 445 people dying from smoke inhalation.

Meanwhile the PM fucked off to Hawaii on holiday.

I am still incandescent with rage.

I just spent some time scrolling through this blog and am suffering from sever laughter. Thanks so much for collating the countries craziest moments. One of my favourites is when Scott Morrison was in Hawaii while the bushfires where burning.

December 2019: As Australia's east coast is engulfed in the worst bushfires in living memory, rumours begin to circulate that Australia's Prime Minister Scott Morrison may have secretly fucked off for a holiday in Hawaii.

Keep in mind, this is what is going down in Australia at the time:

The Hawaii rumour is initially written off as a fringe conspiracy, because surely nobody could be that fuckin tonedeaf, and it was quickly forgotten about... until an Australian man visiting Hawaii UPLOADED A SELFIE ON THE BEACH WITH THE PM THROWING A SHAKA.

At which point all hell broke loose.

Overnight the formerly popular "Scomo" became the most despised man in all of Australia. Think "firefighters shouting out of their windows to news cameras" level of despised.

After about two days of radio silence and pretending like he was still at home running the country, the Prime Minister's handlers finally dragged him onto call with an Australian radio station, where he pinky promised to return to Australia as fast as he could in an attempt to calm things down.

Unfortunately Scott's empathy consultant (a real job) then had to watch Scott pour more gasoline on the dumpster fire by uttering the now famous phrase "Look I don't hold a hose mate" when asked by the radio interviewer why the fucking fuck the fuckhead wasn't fucking in Australia doing his fucking job during a massive fucking crisis.

Testing just how much worse things could get, Scomo then proceeded to NOT rush back to Australia as promised, instead attempting to complete the rest of his holiday, a fact that was exposed when a passerby snapped a picture of him still lounging on the beach two days later.

Eventually, holiday complete, Morrison did reluctantly slink back to Australia, and in an attempt to calm things down, he decided to pay a visit to a small town that had been destroyed by the fires.

Which was a big mistake.

Scomo still had not registered how absolutely and totally he had screwed the poodle with his Hawaiian beach vacation, and he walks into what is now taught in PR classes as one of the greatest examples of "what not do do in a crisis" in all of history.

Scotty from Marketing, as he is now dubbed by the nation, spends a painfully cringe-inducing hour wandering around a burned down town with TV news cameras in tow, having to FORCE PEOPLE TO SHAKE HIS HAND in what is some of the most awkward footage you will ever see.

At this point it's probably also worth mentioning that, before becoming Prime Minister, Scott Morrison's biggest claim to fame in politics was being the guy that was so far up the coal lobby's arse that he literally brought coal into parliament and waved it around, claiming it doesn't hurt people.

So when a protest was organised it turned out to be one big national fuck you to the Prime Minister, the likes of which the world has never seen before or since.

Needless to say, at this point Scomo's career was dead in the water, but thanks to the rules brought in to stop Australian political parties from knifing their leader every two weeks (a popular Aussie passtime) Morrison basically couldn't get fired until after the next election.

And so, when the election rolled around in 2022, we decided that was an opportune time to travel over to Hawaii to erect this bad boy tribute to the Prime Minister, on the very beach where Scomo had sat and drank margaritas that one fateful week in December as Australia burned (thanks to @chaser for funding the ticket)

[the-ashford-arms]

Friendly Activities in Hope Valley: Fun for All Ages

Discover year-round family-friendly activities in Hope Valley, Peak District. Enjoy wildflower walks in spring, cycling the Monsal Trail in summer, hiking Mam Tor in autumn, and festive fun in winter. Plan your visit and experience the outdoor adventures that Hope Valley has to offer. Book your stay now!

[thegeorgehathersage]

Corporate events are an essential part of any successful business. They offer a unique opportunity for employees, clients, and stakeholders to interact, bond, and align with your company’s objectives. However, in a sea of monotonous PowerPoint slides and drab networking sessions, how can you ensure that your event truly stands out? Here in this article are some crucial tips that will not only elevate your event to the next level but will also leave a lasting impression on your attendees.

[azuneekun]

STARDEW VALLEY BACHELOR/BACHELORETTE (personal) HEADCANONS:

Maru

Is a registered nurse, but is working to become a medicinal and environmental researcher like her father (Professor Demetrius).

Robotics, Electrical engineering and Astronomy are just a few of her hobbies and passions. 

Afraid of getting real piercings, so Sebastian gifted her clip-ons.

Doesn’t trust newer computers, unlike her brother.

She is nearsighted and has astigmatism.

She goes stargazing in hopes of finding signs of extraterrestrial life. Or just to see if she can spot a certain flying robot.

Used to follow her brother Sebastian around a lot when she was very young, but his troublemaking behavior made Maru distance herself. She still cares about him.

Loves helping the farmer with building farming machines.

Loves spending time with her best friend Penny and talking about books and trivia together.

Other than tinkering with gadgets, she also enjoys doing puzzles.

Penny

Could not afford finishing her teaching course in college due to financial troubles.

Saving up money in her tutoring job to become an elementary school teacher.

Her father abandoned them due to feeling ‘trapped’. It happened around fall—so she feels melancholic during that season.

Likes cooking but is a novice at it.

She and Emily do arts and crafts together in the library and or the (fixed) community center. (For the kids and for event decorations.)

She has a slight southern accent.

Elliott and her like to swap book recommendations.

Loves listening to Maru infodumping about her trivia and interests. She teaches them to Jas and Vincent in return.

She likes to do crossword puzzles under the tree near the graveyard.

She prefers to wear skirts.

She influenced Jas and Vincent to have an interest in archeology, thanks to her own fondness of it.

Abigail

Pets every animal they see. Sanitizes herself right away before going home due to Pierre's allergies.

Sometimes helps her dad with the general store. Pierre gives her some money in return.

Abigail loves to draw and sometimes likes to join art competitions.

Enjoys the occult and fortune telling. Has some magical ability, but is not fully aware of it.

She plays the flute and the drums.

Loves adventuring, but feels guilty killing monsters (even out of self defense). Will make graves or offer prayers to put their souls to rest.

Very interested in monsters and loves reading about them.

She has a sweet tooth; minerals taste like candy to her. She also loves spicy food from time to time.

Gets sunburnt easily.

Leah

Used to be hired as an illustrator for books in Zuzu City.

Is under apprenticeship with Robin.

Loves using different painting mediums. Current favorites are charcoal, oil painting, and watercolors.

Experienced forager—she adores making vegetable/fruit salads and stir-frys out of them.

Likes to drink the wine sold by the farmer and the saloon.

She is left handed.

She makes her own special homemade vinaigrette.

Has her own mini-garden.

Loves to help the farmer with crafting artisan equipment that involves wood (eg: kegs, preserve jars, casks, and etc.)

Emily

The unofficial hair stylist (and barberess) of the townies. (HC adopted from @/moon-boat)

Has some real spiritual power and foresight.

Her prophetic visions mostly appear in her dreams.

Knows supernatural beings and Junimo exist (and has seen them) but opts not to tell anyone directly for the creatures’ safety. (Likes to give subtle hints, though.)

Can genuinely communicate with birds and flowers.

Is very good at arts and crafts and helps decorate the festivals often.

Vegetarian. Likes to cook vegetarian dishes.

She's a very talented dancer, and she likes to do her choreography in secret.

Sandy sells the clothes she makes. Haley advertises them on her blog. 

Loves all animals—especially birds.

She likes clowns and circuses.

Is very meticulous about cleanliness and housework.

Is incredibly scared of watching horror movies.

Haley

A talented cook that loves baking sweets.

Is a social media influencer. She has a popular Instagram account called StarfruitHaley and a Youtube channel named Cooking Junimo.

Likes drinking peppermint coffee and eating cupcakes.

She is a picky eater.

Learned to dance from Emily.

She and Emily are taiwanese-americans.

Her hair is dyed blonde and she wears contacts.

Freelance model, but likes doing photography more.

Does photography gigs sometimes.

Secretly admires her sister's dancing, but doesn't want to lose to her during the Flower dance.

Likes to go surfing during the summer time. (HC adopted from @/sofiaruelle )

Closeted lesbian, but came out proudly once she started to live in the valley.

Bunnies and Ponies are her favorite animals.

Shane

Prefers keeping people at a distance (so it doesn’t hurt him if he loses them), but is weak to persistent people. (eg: Emily, Sam, the farmer)

Is very good friends with Emily. Likes to joke around and share chicken stories with her. 

Lost a sports scholarship in university due to injury, so he dropped out. (He took a course in multimedia arts, hence his 7 ♡ event.)

Likes to collect funny printed boxers.

Wears old clothes until they tear apart.

Doesn't bother combing his hair much.

Takes care of the animals when Marnie's not around, and teaches Jas about the ranch while he’s at it. 

Most of his savings are for Jas and Marnie.

Has calloused hands from hard work.

He likes to use nicknames. Both derogatively and affectionately. (e.g. Sweetheart, Chickadee, Doll, Buddy , Asshole, Jockstrap (Alex specific), Dickhead, Kid)

Shane has excellent upper body strength due to lifting heavy boxes at work, and sacks of feed at the ranch.

Jas’ mother is his older sibling. Marnie is his father's younger sister.

In the future, his beautiful blue chickens will become recognized as a standardized breed by the farming community. 

Harvey

Used to be a surgical oncologist. Left this position due to emotional distress.

Came from a prestigious family of doctors, lawyers, and professors.

Has a twin brother. ( HC adopted from @/coinly )

Loves science, history, and the documentary channels.

He used to be in a long term relationship but it ended due to LDR.

He can cook but doesn't feel happy eating by himself—so he just heats up frozen meals.

He smells like nice soap and hand sanitizer.

Has a wonderful singing deep voice. (HC adopted from @/hannahstumble )

Likes to drink wine every once in a while to relax.

Jazz music is calming to him. He owns many cassettes of the classics.

Elliott

Was a music professor in a private university.

Is from a wealthy family, but left to become more independent.

Humble and isn't very materialistic, but is very strict with his well-kept appearance. 

Keeps his pencils so sharp it might as well be a weapon.

Isn't very good at taking care of plants, but is learning how to. 

A little clumsy with housework and repairs, but tries to keep tidy.

His favorite pastime with his father was fishing. 

Likes to drink, but can’t hold his liquor at all.

 In his youth, he has gotten some recognition for his published short stories and poetry, but  has yet to make a full length novel.

Commissions and collaborates with Leah on art and ideas for his books.

His piano actually came from Robin's. Sebastian used to own it but preferred playing the synth now.

Sebastian

Is very skillfull at using a knife (for fish and seafood).

He is a lazy genius. 

His Korean name is Seojun. His biological father tried bringing him to his home country when he and Robin divorced, but Sebastian opted to stay with his mother.

He loves cats as much as frogs and bats.

Sleeps very messily. Ends up in weird positions on the bed, with pillows dropped onto the floor.

Loves exploring the mines and wants to join the Adventurer's guild in the future.

Does his (and his friends') piercings.

Has a long deep scar on his left leg due to a rock crab.

The town go-to mechanic, alongside Maru.

He’s jealous of Maru, but doesn’t hate her. Doesn’t know how to express himself, so they end up fighting. He thinks he’s not the best older brother to have.

Insomniac. Needs medication to help sleep, sometimes.

Likes to tease and scare people.

Also gets sunburnt easily—but in return doesn’t get affected by the cold weather as much.

Best billiards player in Stardew.

Alex

Has dyslexia, but is not aware of it (until the farmer points it out).

Likes to help cook with his grandma.

Makes and sells his own icecream.

Is the local town mailman.  (HC adopted from @/ryllen )

Childhood friends with Haley, but pretended to be her boyfriend in HS to shield her from men (as per her wishes).

Not only was he a varsity quarterback for gridball, but he was also an ace baseball player.

One of his favorite pastimes is watching the gridball game every Sunday.

Thinking about saving money to go to a vocational college or getting a scholarship. 

Interested in becoming a physical fitness coach if his dreams to go to the league fall through.

Afraid of being vulnerable to people, because he wants to be seen as strong and reliable.

Sam

A popular boy in school. 

Was influenced into loving music due to Sebastian. 

Likes flowers but has severe hay fever.

Has a scar on his eyebrow from a skateboard accident.

Loves his mom's largemouth bass fish casserole.

Thinks being a submarine captain might be cool as a job (thanks to the night market), but would prefer being in the music industry.

Likes to DJ and compose his own music.

A little forgetful, so his wrists and hands are full of scribbles and rubber bands as reminders.

Likes cactuses and the flowers that bloom from it (and especially loves cactus fruit).

Him and Alex both like to collect branded sports shoes, and talk about it together sometimes.

[themaynard]

Enjoy Breakfast with Santa at The Maynard on December 14th and 21st 2024

Join us for a magical Breakfast with Santa at The Maynard on Saturday, December 14th and 21st. Enjoy a delicious Peak District breakfast, meet Father Christmas, and receive a special gift. Book your 8 am or 10 am sitting for a festive family treat. Early booking is advised for this popular event.

[egophiliac]

What do we think, will we get Briar Valley Event somewhere in the future? And WILL WE SEE PRESENT PEEPAW ZIGVOLT? I wonder what Sebek meant that he looks older and I really wanna see Lilia and his relationship after retirement. What do you think?

god I hope so, I desperately want to see Briar Valley and whatever family member they throw at us. and if it's Baul I hope he's the exact same sprite but with, like, a mustache crudely pasted on. that's how he looks in my head and in my heart.

my entire KINGDOM to see one or both of Sebek's parents though, they are the best characters in all of Twst and they haven't shown up even once. 😭 though I think I might prefer his dad, because 1) show me the noodley dentistman, and 2) Mrs. Z is such a mythical figure in my mind at this point that reality could never compare (w-what if she gets a canon design and she isn't a hundred feet tall and could crack the earth by flexing her thighs, how could I go on) (jk jk she's so great that I would love her no matter what) (but also...)

of course based on past Twst events if they go to Briar Valley it's just going to go basically like this:

[vhaos-chaotic-writing]

ahhhh hi!! If your requests are still open, could I please have Yandere hcs of transformers prime Optimus and Megatron(separate) with a gn reader? If you want you can also add in a random character for Yandere hcs as well! Thank you for your time have a good one!

(Turns around the with the most evil smile of them all) Now we getting freaky!! (•ˋ w ˊ•) Hue-hue-hue !

Yandere!Optimus Prime & Yandere!Megatron (TFP) Headcanons!

WARNING: Yandere behaviour, stalking, typical violence from the series and a little bit more, kidnapping, a lil mention of body horror (not sure if it counts). Reader is Gender Neutral.

OPTIMUS PRIME

I will classify Optimus as a Protective, soft worshipper yandere that has a little hint of uncanny valley (I'll talk about this in a moment).

Optimus' life is sadly surrounded with tragedy as he tries to keep a hopeful light on top of his helm for the sake of not giving up and letting down the Autobots.

We now how Optimus is always mourning and yet keeping his helm up, being strong for the others, being idolized by others and having the fate of "the chosen one" written all over him when... he never asked for it.

And he is tired. It's like he is always walking in the middle of the darkness with not a single path to take - lost, feeling like he is losing himself piece by piece... until You arrived.

As a beacon of light.

He has lost too many loved ones - friends, teammates... but deep down, silently, always thanked Primus to have taken anyone else and not You.

I think Optimus' yandere personality would be like Akemi Homura's love for Kaname Madoka - everytime he sees you, he sees nothing but light. Hope. Perfection. Your existence brings nothing but pure happiness and warmth.

The yandere to always kneel in front of you and hold your hands, thanking you for existing and deem him worthy enough of having your presence near him.

If you are a cybertronian, he would pray to Primus for the day to come he finally confesses his love for you, and you share said feelings too and become his Conjux Endura, in this life and the next one.

If you are a human, he would feel this burning need to become your guardian, your protector. His little safe space from the war and battles, always asking you things about your world and about you, promising you with every breath he takes he is going to keep you safe.

Either as a cybertronian or human, he is not letting you anywhere close to battles. He can't lose you. He won't lose you.

Remember the Uncanny valley thing I said? I see Optimus as this kind of yandere that forgets that he is existing in the same place as you - and stares. Just... stares.

The only thing that is giving out he is still living is how his optics move little by little, remembering everything about you again and again, his systems replaying his promises to you and why he keeps fighting, why he is willing to sacrifice the others and himself - to protect you.

Imagine the Yuri stare moment from Doki Doki Literature Club. Yeah, that is the Uncanny Valley I'm talking about.

Following you, stalking you - and you don't actually see him at first (How when he is just the size of a giant?). You move, you go from place to place, room to room. Until you finally find him, peaking from somewhere. Staring at you as you are swallowed by the shadow he casts upon you.

"My spark... my deity. My one and only." He whispers as he gently snuzzles his helm against your helm/torso as he holds you closely to him.

MEGATRON

Megatron gives me the vibes to be a yandere that changes from a type to another.

Definitely an aggressive yandere, but transitions from sadistic-possessive to delusional-paranoiac with the past of times and the events you live with him.

Megatron can see as much as he wants that he only wants a 'strong significant other' by his side and that he 'will not stick to a weak individual' - if he falls and falls hard it is done for him.

You are going to be in this situation of being seen as an equal but also as a pet or possession he owns in his optics.

Definitely kidnaps you - no matter if you are a human or cybertronian, either part of the Autobots, neutral or a Decepticon.

Is not afraid to threaten you or even hurt you (but not that much, he wants you still alive, after all - he can't love you if you are no longer breathing).

Actively reminds you he owns you.

"You are MINE. I will tear any bot's throat if they ever think they can take you from me - so you better think carefuly the moment you open your mouth, dear. Unless you want to see energon or blood all over the place."

The transition I told you about would happen only if your life is put in danger and actually get too close to die.

Imagine if you are hurt, bleeding and bruised but still breathing, totally gonna survive and live another day. Megatron is not a mech to feel fear. But Primus - he felt a dread and despair as he kept processing what happened, hugging you against his chestplate as his system spirals deeper and deeper, his need to possess you becoming paranoia.

If you are a cybertronian, Megatron is going to start having ideas about... merging his spark with yours - but in a sense fusing, becoming literally one - you'll be his spark as he becomes your body.

"You'll become the energon running inside of my system, my software and system, the spark - that way, no one will take you away from me."

If you are a human, will get Soundwave, Knockout and Shockwave to work on a project - to build you a cybertronian body and fuse you with it, defying the laws of your lifespan and finally making you one of his kind.

"There you are... stop crying, my dear. You are perfect now - and as long as I live, you will live. My conjux endura."

My baby brain hurts, had a headache for like 3 hours. (っ´Ι`)っ Vhaos out!

[tbaluver]

A Slow Night

pairing: rafayel x fem! reader genre/tags: MDNI, 18+, oral, unprotected sex/ slow sex a/n: this was requested by a couple of my anonnies requesting a slow and soft smut for raf but i can't find the requests so if your the anonnies that requested this i hope this finds you (╥﹏╥) this was sitting in my drafts for weeks....i hope this doesn't disappoint and you all enjoy ! if it does then this def does not exist okay ദ്ദി ༎ຶ‿༎ຶ ) i plan on writing a soft smut for xavier soon i'm not sure yet ! but it might also take a while tho hehe (ᵕ—ᴗ—) any likes and reblogs are always appreciated! enjoy!

⋆｡‧˚ʚ♡ɞ˚‧｡⋆

After finally escaping the art exhibition, you both celebrated, eager to savor your time together alone. You enter his room, your lips remaining entwined with his, not breaking the contact as he gently guided you inside.

Both of you had matched elegantly for the event, but you two barely had a moment to enjoy the event together as a swarm of art collectors, critics, and journalists surrounded Rafayel. The only real contact you shared the rest of the event were stolen glances across the rooms. As if reading each other’s minds you both had managed to slip away out of the event and back into Rafayel’s studio.

A wave of emotions washed over you. Watching him across the room, stealing glances at each other as you watch him engage in conversation with countless people about his work, has stirred something deep inside of you. After what seemed like an eternity of waiting, you were finally alone with your boyfriend, yearning for him. Breathless, you break the kiss to catch your breath, “My boyfriend is so talented.”

“And what else?” He smiles with a playful glint in his eyes and draws you back into another fervent kiss. His hands slowly unbuttoning his dress shirt before completely removing it. His sculpted torso displayed so closely to you as if inviting your hands to hungrily explore.

“And he’s so handsome,” you murmur, your voice breathless as you run your fingers through his soft hair. Your hand slips to the back of his head, pulling him in closer as you deepen the kiss. Your lips dancing in rhythm, hot and needy.

You feel the back of your knee press against the edge of his bed and he helps gently lead you down onto the bed without breaking the kiss. You continue to keep praising him in between the slow kisses as his hands run along your sides.

As your bodies were pressed against each other, instinctively your hips began rolling against his lower half, feeling his hard cock over the thin material of your dress.

He presses a couple more kisses to your lips before he trails a path of wet kisses to your jaw and down to your neck until he starts sucking on your collarbone. His hands glide over the fabric of your dress, quickly finding the zipper and easily slipping it down with eager anticipation.

“Gonna give you anything you want, cutie,” He cups one of breasts, his thumb thrumming over your hard nipples as a groan leaves his lips. He takes your nipple in his mouth, running his tongue through the bud while massaging the other nipple with the tip of his finger. He switches, giving the other the same attention with his mouth and finger.

He continues to pepper your body with wet kisses, traveling down the valley of your breasts and over your belly. Your breathing is already labored, your hands snaking their way back into the locks of his hair.

He lays down on top of you, head resting on your belly as he begins kissing it. He holds onto your waist so you wouldn’t move. He goes further down to reach the waistband of our panties and you lift your hips up instinctively.

Slipping the fabric down slowly, he places a kiss on your hip bones. ”s’ pretty” He whispers before diving right into you. He explores your pussy with his lips, lapping from your labia to your clit. “Taste so good, how do always I survive that long without you?” He attaches his mouth to your button, sucking it gently, wanting you to enjoy the pleasure and giving you all the pleasure he could.

Your hands tug his hair gently, feeling his tongue explore and flick around. His hands lift your hips as if you were his feast and your thighs wrapped around his body to keep him in place.

He removes his hands off your body, bringing them to your pussy, swifting entering you with his two longer fingers, taking them in and out patiently. “Raf, don’t tease…..” You whine.

“‘m not teasing cutie, preparing you m’kay?” Rafayel fingers you softly, kissing your inner thighs. When your legs become shaky and you tug his hair a little harder, he decides to stop. Taking in one more kiss on your clit, before leaving the place in between your thighs.

He looks up to see your mouth slightly open, catching your breath. You couldn’t tell if the stars you were seeing were real through the expansive glass roof or if they were a pleasurable illusion he had conjured in you.

He tilts his head, a playful smirk curling up his lips looking at the sight in front of him. He carefully and slowly moves on top of you. “You still with me cutie? I’m not finished with you yet.” You respond with a lazy smile and nod.

You helped loosen the belt on his pants, unbuttoning and unzipping them as he slid them off completely. You bring your hand to his underwear, freeing his cock from the strained material.

He settles himself comfortably on top of you, slotting his lips back into yours as you take his cock in your hands. Your back was arched as your hands worked on his length, his veins can be felt on the palm of your hand, and his girth fitting into your fist perfectly.

"t's too good, gonna cum on your hands if you keep doing that." He murmurs, pulling his lips away from yours.

He sits up, fully taking off his boxers, his stiff cock stands tall and proud with a large amount of pre-cum on its head already.

He lowers himself to meet your gaze once more, pressing his forehead gently against yours as he softly asks, “How would you like it, my love?”

“Let’s go slow tonight Raf?”

"Anything for you."

He teased himself a bit by rubbing the tip of his cock at the entrance of your cunt, making you even more aroused. “Raf....” You whined, becoming impatient.

“So eager” Rafayel murmurs, slowly sinking his length inside of you. “F-fuck” He inhales sharply, “‘s warm and tight for me baby.” He lowers himself on top of you, brushing his lip on your ear as he slowly fills himself up inside of you.

“‘m so lucky to have you. to have you like this and see you like this.”

You hold onto his arms for support as Rafayel slowly rolls his hips inside of you, hearing you moan for more. With every thrust, he buries himself deeper and deeper in your body, wanting to stay in there forever. His lips are soft against yours as he kisses you, stifling your small whimpers as he pushes slowly into you, filling you up before stopping to catch your breath and adjust to his size.

To be inside of you as you hold him so tight and uttering his name over and over again with pure longing for him, it was perfect.

He kisses your jawline, the side of your neck, every part of your body he could. “‘m gonna go faster now mkay?” He whispers seductively in your ear, his warm breath fanning your skin as he waits for your response. Your eyes were fluttered shut and your mouth was slightly open as if you were lost in a trance. “p-please.” You breathlessly mustered up to say and that was all he needed to continue.

He whispered sweet words into your ear as your body trembled around him. His pace and thrust was much faster this time. “don’t hold back, wanna hear ya.” With his free hand, he squeezes one your tit, making you moan. He can feel your walls closing more and more around his cock.

“I’m so so close Raf,” You whimpered, gripping on him more tightly as your nails pressed more into his skin. “fill me please”

“Hmm? Want me to keep you full?” The lewd noise of your skins slapping filled the room as you began to meet your sweet release. “‘s good raf-you feel s-so good.”

The warm feeling of pleasure took over your body, starting from your chest and spread around your thighs, which began shaking with blissful waves. He continues praising you, working to meet his own release.

He was so close, ready to fill you up. “Fuck,” He groans, holding you closer to him as he slams your hips together, milking himself dry inside of you. Rafayel’s thrusts become sloppy before stopping. He collapses into the curve of your neck, breathing heavily. He stays inside of you for a bit as you both breath in sync, holding onto each other as if it were to be your last moments together.

Rafayel lifts his head, his eyes sparkling up at you and rolls you both over so you are now on top of him. A satisfied smirk playing on his lips. Your cheeks painted in a rosy color and you were both glittered with sweat. He draws you down for another passionate kiss, his hands glide over your soft curves, savoring every touch.

He pulls away from the kiss, gazing at you as if it you were a masterpiece yourself. “Gods,” He sighs contently, “I love you so much.”

[swerellind]

Yesterday I was so lost in thoughts about a game that doesn't even exist that, well, yeah...

Valley Batter also gives such Shane vibes SO there's two heart event or something

@tanblaque what have you done.. (I really love your artwork and hope it's okay to post)