#Solsken

[kibolino]

🐾🐶Solsken had soooo much fun in the water🐶🐾 Have a beautiful day full of wonderful moments everyone❣️❣️❣️

[villaodinslund]

Ännu en solig dag ☀️☀️☀️ Dagsljuset flödar in i matsalen & vi förbereder för god lunch som vanligt 😃 Välkomna! #villaodinslund #dagenslunch #lunch #essgroup #vårsol #solsken ☀️ (på/i Villa Odinslund) https://www.instagram.com/p/CpSEvN-omAj/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[wileys-russo]

pretty little mornings II f.rolfö (18+)

part of the colourblind universe pretty little mornings II f.rolfö (18+)

your eyes fluttered awake as you felt a body settle down on top of you, warm and soft with a mess of blonde hair obstructing your vision, the smell of roses invading your senses from her shampoo. 

with a small chuckle your hand snuck its way up her shirt to rub her back, the other entangling itself in her golden locks, nails scratching softly against her scalp as you felt her weight bare even more into you as she settled with a content sigh and a lazy kiss to your shoulder blade.

"good morning solsken." you mumbled with an amused smile, closing your eyes again and feeling her exhale tiredly into your neck with only a small grunt sounding in response to your greeting.

the defender had stumbled through your front door not long before midnight last night, having been away in the states for barcelonas pre season tour for the week and insisting you wait for her at home rather than meet her at the airport given their late flight time.

knowing she was jet lagged you did your best to stay up with her, but fingers carding fondly through your hair as she rambled on about everything she'd been up to (that you already knew given whenever she wasn't busy she was on the phone to you) it didn't take long before you were out like a light and fridolina was carrying you to bed.

"and here i was thinking you were the early riser in this relationship min kärlek." you teased, feeling her fingers pinch your hip in a silent warning before she slowly lifted her head a little more and you cracked one eye open.

"this marriage." your wife corrected and you melted at the tired rasp to her voice, the girl poking your nose with a sleepy smile and flopping right back down on top of you making you let out a laugh.

after what felt like years being engaged, you and your long time lover had finally said i do and tied the knot during the off season.

you'd gotten married in sweden at the same little vineyard that the two of you had met at, ironically also at a wedding, surrounded by your closest friends and families.

and not long after you disappeared off the grid to bali for a two week honeymoon where not a single second seemed to pass that you and your wife couldn't keep your hands off of each other.

"mm now i get to tell people my wife is finally home." you hummed happily, wincing a little as her cold hands sought out the warmth of your bare sides.

"if i had to wake up alone in bed one more day i might have retired." fridolina grumbled, words muffled against the skin of your neck where her head was tucked away.

"baby you were gone for a week! we used to do months apart when you were first playing in germany." you laughed again, moving your hand from where it sat tracing circles up and down her back for all of a millisecond before you heard her huff indignantly and wiggle herself in a silent demand you continue.

"i was scratching my nose fånig." you chuckled, short nails again soothing up and down her bare back as the taller girl settled.

"well vacker you weren't mrs rolfö then, and i still used to miss you like crazy. i miss you when you're just in another room." your wife confessed and you melted significantly at the tired but soft admission, the blonde always at her most mushy at the start of the day.

"fridolina!" you whined as suddenly a finger invaded your nostril, craning your head back and smacking her hand away, spoke too soon.

"you are such a child sometimes." you huffed, pulling both your hands away from her body as she was quick to catch them in her own, wrapping them back around her as your eyes rolled.

"did you just roll your eyes at me?" of course she'd know without even having to be looking at you, it was as if she had a sixth sense when it came to you, especially when you weren't doing what you knew was expected of you.

"...no." you lied, smiling innocently as her head popped up, golden blonde hair falling around you like a curtain and water colour eyes bore down into your own, puffy from the lack of sleep but still narrowing.

"jag älskar dig." you puckered your lips expectantly, flashing the cutest look you could muster this early in the morning, watching as the older girl faltered for just a moment, and you could almost hear the cogs turning in her head about where she wanted to go with this next.

"don't do it again." with that she dropped back down on top of you, and foolishly you thought you'd gotten away with it.

but then you felt her shift a little, left arm sneaking up her jersey which covered your top half, and you smiled turning your head to kiss her.

but your lips never touched, a gasp instead leaving your mouth as her thumb and forefinger tweaked your nipple, large hand palming your breast as your head pushed back into the pillows.

you blinked and suddenly she was on top of you properly this time, strong toned legs caging your smaller body beneath hers as they squeezed your hips, her hair pushed to one side of her head as pearly white teeth grinned down at you knowingly.

you tried to speak but the words died in your mouth as her assault on your chest continued, the jersey quickly pushed up to pool in the column of your throat as you saw a flash of blonde hair and felt her tongue flatten against your sternum.

any attempt to protest was shut down in an instant at the intoxicating feeling of her tongue circling your nipple, sucking your breast into her hot mouth had your hips bucking up and a moan ripped from you instead.

one hand fisted the soft silk sheets of your shared bed, knuckles white and a guttural groan dropping from your lips, while the other entangled itself into her mane of golden blonde hair, the short sharp tug against her roots only spurring your wife on further.

"oh!" you managed out as her mouth remained switching between both of your breasts, hot and sensual as she sucked marks into your chest reveling in the fact that she would be the only one to see when they no doubt turned varying shades of red and purple.

you felt three long fingers drag slowly down your stomach, touch feather light but leaving goosebumps scattered across your skin in their wake.

your eyes fluttered closed when she reached her final destination, teasingly pressing against your covered sex, tracing circles atop your panties and you heard her groan feeling just how wet you were already.

it was almost embarrassing how desperate you were for her to touch you now she’d started, an entire week without her having been a cruel torture after you’d both just spent the last two weeks fucking like rabbits.

"more!" you just managed to demand quietly, eyes flying wide open as everything came grinding to an abrupt halt, every trace of her touch stilling bar from the feel of her thighs pressing against yours where she sat on top of you.

your wife never found you looked more gorgeous than when pink with a needy flush, squirming and writhing and making the most pretty little noises beneath her, ready and willing to do whatever she wanted.

"oh baby." the blonde chuckled cruely, mouth inches from your own as she leaned down, lips ghosting yours as her bright green eyes drunk you in, sharp as a hawk.

fridolina refused to remove the now soaked material of your panties, only tugging on the waistband a little to hoick them up as the way they rubbed made you whine.

it allowed her to stroke up and down the swollen lips of your pussy, but stopped you from actually feeling the pleasure you craved from the slender fingers of your blonde lover.

"i know i indulged you on our honeymoon älskling, but i thought i'd trained you to be patient above all else." the older girl tutted with a mocking pout, hand still continuing its torturous ministrations against your clothed clit.

"oh i missed waking up like this more than you know sötsaker. hearing your pretty little moans and whines, watching your body squirm and jolt at every little touch." sure enough your hips bucked as she slipped one single finger under your panties, pushing it in and pulling it out as you whined at the loss.

"mm i had to touch myself instead, but always thinking about you. about taking you apart piece by piece like a little puzzle, watching you wait oh so patiently for me to put you back together, to give you what you need. because who knows best what you need älskling?" you knew the question was rhetorical but she expected an answer anyway, lips curled into a cruel smirk you'd grown to be infatuated with.

"you. only you, always you." "exactly."

"did you touch yourself while i was gone? våga inte ljuga för mig." she warned sharply, and as always the way she switched so quickly from soft to stern had your head melting, and putting you right where she wanted you.

"no! jag lovar." you barely managed out, her lips attaching to your neck with a satisfied hum, immediately seeking out every little spot she knew drove you wild.

"oh such a good girl. min duktiga flicka." your cheeks somehow grew even redder at the praise, breathless and scrambling to cling onto anything as your wife nipped at your neck, skilful fingers still rubbing circles over your panties which were practically ruined with your need for her.

foolishly again you thought with the promise that you’d not touched yourself in over a week that she might properly fuck you now, giving you the release that your body was begging her for without you even needing to open your mouth.

this thought was helped by the fact you knew your wife had been waiting to, proven by the countless detailed and downright pornagraphic texts she’d send near daily while away, about where her filthy mind often wandered to when not occupied with football.

but no, again, you were dumb to think you’d get off that easily with how much pleasure she gave herself in making you wait.

after all your wife adored nothing more than the control she had over you, and your orgasms. seeing just how far you’d let her bend you without breaking, touching you and toying with your body like she owned it, with false pouts and insincere coo’s as you’d call out her name dripping with need.

and evilly you knew she got the most pleasure from prolonging your eventual release.

making you hold eye contact with her as she ruined you, one little glance away all it would take for her hand to wrap around your throat and have you seeing stars.

despite knowing the answer until fridolina was ready would be no you’d beg for it anyway, your wife drunk with power that the only person who could give you what you needed was her, and she was in full control of when and how and if that happened.

you withheld the urge to scream as once more her touch disappeared all together, whatever discontent noise you did make swallowed by her lips engulfing yours.

her hands then fell to your cheeks, deepening the kiss as her tongue returned home shoving its way into your mouth, tracing ever little bump and dip as if mapping it out in her own head.

you exhaled shakily as her teeth clamped down on your bottom lip, sucking it into her mouth and pulling back causing it to stretch and snap back toward you with a pop.

“don’t forget to breathe sötnos.” her tone was teasing and light as her lust filled eyes raked over you, lips curling into a smile of utter satisfaction at the fresh love bites and bruises littering your tanned skin.

“good girl.” the blonde praised as you took a deep breath, near floating as her thumbs stroked the curve of your jaw and a few much sweeter kisses were dusted along your now swollen and plump lips.

“would you like a coffee?” and there it was, the dismissal of your current state as if you weren’t laying beneath her bright red, clammy and panting, body burning with a desire for a release that felt as if it may never come.

all you could manage was a nod but the slight raise of her eyebrows was all the reminder you needed that she expected verbal responses, forever warning you to use your words especially when she was midway through stealing the very breath from your lungs.

“yes please.” you sighed as she nodded with a much softer smile, thumb tugging down your bottom lip and eyes glimmering at the way they parted for her, expecting her fingers to slip past them and into your mouth.

but to your surprise her digits never came, instead you watched as she sucked the remenets of you off of her own fingers, even daring to give you a wink at the way your chest deflated beneath her.

“du ser så vacker ut på morgonen.” the blonde smiled, a more tender look across her face as she shuffled off of you, allowing you to pull yourself into a slightly more seated position with a wince, the uncomfortable but undeniable wetness coating your panties dripping down your inner thigh.

something which of course did not go unnoticed by your eagle eyed lover. “stackaren. let me take care of that for you.” she cooed, leaning down to kiss you and you felt her smile against her lips as her hand trailed downward again, hips bucking but this time her touch was gone as quick as it came.

your soaked thong hanging off of her pointer finger she was up and off of you in a blink, feet hitting the floorboards she was half naked and stretching out with a grunt as you heard her back click.

“you should take a shower älska, maybe a cold one?” she grinned wickedly and it took all of the self control she’d drilled into you over the years not to roll your eyes at the cockiness which radiated off of her at your dishevelled and dissatisfied state.

“i will go make breakfast and coffee, but neither will taste even half as sweet as you min ängel. now go clean yourself up, snälla.” and with your jaw hanging open and a tender kiss to your forehead she was gone, footsteps thumping down the landing.

you groaned and flopped back down in bed, tugging down her jersey which was still sitting against your neck with a huff.

when you were wed and both agreed until death do you part, you should have known that each day your wife would test just how much she could be the eventual death of you.

[desperate-gay]

how about: stina, your shared bedroom, & “i didn’t know i could love someone as much as i love you”

My Sleepy Girl

Stina Blackstenius x fem!reader

summary: have to read and find out!

Stina watches as you stifle your yawn for the tenth time that night. You continue to watch the movie in front of you with your head resting on your wife’s shoulder, pretending that you’re into the film when you’re realistically just trying to keep your eyes open.

The past few weeks have been exhausting from traveling back to Sweden for euro qualifications and then back to England to get ready for the game against Bristol City. The two of you have barely gotten breaks, including your first off day which was today.

With your jobs taking up so much time, you both wanted to go out and get all the things you needed done right away which turned out to be a lot of things.

You still wanted to spend a little time tonight with your wife so you offered to watch the movie Stina has been begging to see. You didn’t realize you were so tired until your eyes began to feel heavy and the screen started to become blurry.

“Älskling, let’s get you to bed.” Stina finally gives in, having watched you accidentally doze off for a minute. You quickly sit up and fix your posture so you don’t look so slumped.

“No. You’ve been wanting to watch this so we’re finally going to sit down and watch this movie.” You say determinedly, blinking your eyes a few times to adjust them.

“But you’re tired, min kärlek. You need to sleep.”

“I am not tired. See, my eyes are wide open.” The blonde rolls her eyes seeing you staring at her with a piercing gaze. She wraps her arm around your shoulder and pulls you back into her in a soft embrace.

“Whatever you say.”

Not even 10 minutes later your soft snores can be heard as your head is laying on your wife’s shoulder. Stina looks down at you with an adoring smile, watching your nose slightly twitch as you peacefully sleep.

She gently slips out from under you and moves to pick you up so she can take you to bed. You sleepily hug onto her body like a koala and allow her to walk you into the comfort of your guy’s room.

“But we didn’t finish the movie.” You mumble softly while your wife places you onto the soft sheets of your shared bed. The tall girl smiles and places a sweet kiss on your forehead, making you hum in joy.

“Don’t worry about it, solsken. We can always finish it another day.” She whispers, watching you get curled up into a little ball and snuggle up into the blankets.

Once Stina slips in next to you, you drift over close to her. So close the tips of your noses touch.

“I’m sorry about the movie.” You whisper, breaking the comfortable silence. Stina’s soft hand reaches over and brushes your hair behind your ear, soothing you even more into slumber.

“I didn’t know I could love someone as much as I love you.” She murmurs as her eyes trace over every freckle and beauty mark on your exposed skin.

You lazily smile at her with your eyes still closed before nuzzling your face into her chest while wrapping your arms around her comfy form. Stina sighs in bliss as she rubs your back up and down before slowly drifting off along with you.

Stina never knew love could be as powerful as it is until she met you.

[olijida]

Meet Solsken and Måne

Nickname: Sol and Mo

They are butlers/assassins. They keep their main image as a loyal butler to whoever they are serving while keeping their other professional job hidden. They are also in a poly relationship with @kaithefox10 character Marshall.

Sol likes to play the piano, paint and read.

Mo likes to play the violin, hike and practice knife throwing skills.

With their other job Sol prefer far distance while Mo prefers up close to get their job done.

Sol height is 11' with rays

Mo height is 10

[petterbrorson]

I solsken, akvarell, 36x26,5 cm

Som alltid blir jag klar i elfte timmen. Det här är min sista målning till sommarutställningen på Laxholmen Kulturhus. Alla tavlorna var inramade och klara samma dag som de skulle lämnas in.

...

In sunshine, watercolour, 36x26,5 cm As always I finish in the eleventh hour. This is my last painting for the summer exhibition at Laxholmen Kulturhus. All paintings were framed and ready on the same day as they was to be handed in.

[bisexualrobertlowe]

"Off me. I'm leaving, right now." With any characters of your choice 👀 also there's no rush to answer this /gen!!

oooooh thank you!! the Moment i saw this prompt i knew what i was gon do with it >:3 also, assume this takes place in an au other than our main canon divergence one.

~ 💢📿🍂📿💢 ~

it's tense from the start. neither of them know quite what they're going to achieve with this, wrestling with each other through every angry kiss. if it could even be called that; it's more like their mouths crashing against each other, still locked in a stalemate.

leif tenses each time, with each touch. he can't show robert how affected he is by this. it's so much different with mappe, the other swede is so much gentler.

robert growls and sits up, as best he can, from the sheets where leif's holding him in place. trying to hold him in place, anyway. he's not anybody's subby bitch and he's not going to let leif win.

"you know you want this," leif growls back. "behave, now, is it so hard? then you'll get what you obviously need."

the swede then reaches to pin the texan down by his wrists, only to be forced on the mattress, on his back and cut from air for a split second.

robert's climbing on top of him and he's smug, too smug. "who's got to behave now?" he sneers, his evil laugh nowhere close to suggestive as much as condescending. "you know you ain't getting your way that easily. now, will you shut up for even a minute? be good like you always want?"

that stabs something within leif. his heart pangs with - with what, he doesn't know, the rage is too blinding to put a name on anything. he snarls in frustration and every last bit of arousal is gone.

he wants this man out.

"stop," leif snarls. "you've lost all your chances, i'm not wasting another fucking minute with you."

robert jumps back a bit, startled by this drastic of a change. he doesn't know if this means he's won, but he finds he wouldn't be satisfied with even that. the texan furrows a brow, "hold on, do you really-"

"did i stutter?" leif doesn't withdraw a bit of venom from his tone. "off me. i'm leaving, right now."

there's no fun to be had in this fight. leif glares daggers into robert's eyes, and robert seems to have the same thought, as he pulls back from leif and quite easily steps back from the bed.

"sheesh, that's one way to end it," robert tries to joke.

leif is having none of it, still. he huffs and rolls over to lay on one side, refusing to meet the other's eyes anymore. robert shuffles on his feet a bit, discomfort rising for him all too quickly as he hurries out of the room.

the swede only observes the pattern of his footsteps. he's never heard robert leave a room like that.

good riddance, leif supposes.

but it's cold. too cold. the anger's still bubbling and he needs someone, anyone, to soothe him again.

leif sighs. he thinks of mappe. sweet, beautiful, gorgeous mappe, a longing and inviting presence at once in his eyes. always there for him at a moment's notice - even when leif hasn't met him with the same courtesy.

anger begins folding over into regret. something wistful. leif rolls out of bed and straightens his jacket, he's got to find his solsken.

[drenchedcollar]

Inte Gammal

Hon är på toppen och ingen kan komma i närheten av henne

Eftersom hon är en Space föräldralös

flyger och vakar över oss som en pelikan

Hon fängslar alla och allt med sin unika aura

Magiskt hur hon bygger upp ett band

som ger känslan av att hon ser in i din själ

och förstår ditt inre, som om ni smälter samman

Det får dig att känna dig

sammankopplad och förstådd

Hon skapar en atmosfär

Av vänlighet och lycka

Aatt du fäller glädjetårar när hon ger dig detta

Och om du ibland tror att det är något fel på dig

Då tro mig, du är perfekt som du är och allt med dig är rätt

Den mest älskvärda, snällaste och sötaste personen

Eller varför annars kan vi inte leva utan dig?

För en värld utan dig

Är ingen värld för mig

Vi vill finnas där för dig och ge dig vår tid

med vilken du kan fylla i vad du saknar

Alla saknar dig när du inte är där

Och alla tänker på dig hela dagen lång

Och när du kommer tillbaka

Kommer du att få ett leende på allas läppar

Som ingen annan

Och alla berättar för dig hur mycket de uppskattar och älskar dig

Och är fulla av glädje när du dyker upp igen

Även om de ibland inte visar det

Eller så verkar det som om de inte saknar dig

För ibland saknar de orken

Men innerst inne kan de inte leva utan dig,

Undrar ständigt vad du håller på med

Hoppas alltid att du är lycklig och trygg

Så de kommer alltid tillbaka

För bara DU är svaret

På frågan "Vem ger mig mening med livet?"

I natten är du ljuset

Och solen är avundsjuk

På att du får människor att lysa starkt även i mörka tider

Även på den dystra, molniga himlen

Kan du ses som den enda glödande och lysande stjärnan

När någon tillbringar tid med dig

Försvinner all smärta

För inget skiner mer gyllene än ditt hjärta

Vi tinar upp, den inre kylan försvinner

Elden önskar att den kunde

Ge lika mycket värme som ditt hjärta

Fängslande med hur du är

Vi är fångade i din förtrollning

Men vi skulle inte vilja vara någon annanstans

Du är välsignad med alla möjliga talanger

Som finns inom dig, låt dem flöda fritt

Fascinera oss med din konst, poesi och musik

Din röst och dina tankar förtjänar att höras och ses

Så ropa högt eller skriv ner vad du tänker på så tar vi en titt

Utan dig är vi vilse, vi springer bara i cirklar

Men du ger oss riktning för att komma på rätt väg

Med vilken vi kan springa in i vår lycka

För utan dig förlorar många saker

Sin mening och sitt syfte

Du ska veta att du är störst

Inte ens Gud ger någon så mycket

Motivation, hopp, lycka och tillflykt

Om du känner dig trött eller svag är det inget fel

Med att vilja ha lugn och sova lite

Om du vill kan du vara den starkaste att när du är

Nere kan du alltid stå upp för dig själv

Ge aldrig upp, gör det som gör dig lycklig

Tänk på dig själv först och följ dina drömmar

Även om ingen tror på dig

Inte ens dig själv, för du kan faktiskt

Åstadkomma allt vad du vill

Så plantera dina frön, för en dag kommer de att blomma

Till vackra gulfärgade maskrosor

Jag saknar dig

Fin

[Bonusbarer - framtida]

Inte för mycket längre, så tappa inte modet

Slumra, i sorgens säng

Överleva till slutet av februari,

under tiden mantis, grön thai curry och grönt te

limma in telappar i böckerna

vakna sedan upp och gå kungligt in i über-livet

Bli vinnaren i ligan av legender

Ta förstaplatsen, eller kör bara söderut

Utlandsresor, instax polaroids av allt

Missa ingenting,

Gå in genom alla dörrar

Stå vid hummerbuffén på kvällen

Upptäck så många platser, dolda skatter,

Horder av människor på fina torg

Soliga stränder, dina bekymmer är glömda,

Visas av ditt ljusa, roliga leende

Du är försedd med tonvis av solsken

Snart kommer världen att uppenbara sig för dig

[naturalswimmingspirit]

yogi.satu.lii

🍂🍁🍂1 oktober 🍂🍁🍂 Solsken, skogspromenad, presenter, äppelpaj, glada skratt runt fikabordet och ett riktigt svalkande bad på min dag 🙌 Tack alla som uppvaktat mig på ett eller annat sätt idag 🧡 Glad & tacksam ! 🧡 🥳

[technicallycleverdetective]

shuffle your “on repeat” playlist & post the first 10 songs and tag 10 people!

I got tagged to do this by @candy-loverockr. Thank you, I like music games :)

1.       Walk by Kwabs

2.       Cha Cha Cha by Lord of the Lost (cover)

3.       Pretty Devil by Alessandra

4.       Metulji by Joker Out

5.       Confrontation (Jekyll and Hyde soundtrack)

6.       Omaljeno telo by Joker Out

7.       Valikuolema by Kaarija

8.       Federkleid by Faun

9.       Efter solsken by Panetoz

10.   Surface Pressure by Jonathan Young, Caleb Hyles and Annapantsu (cover)

I will tag @occhi-verdi-come-il-mare @selznick @nemovanilla @diari0deglierrori @misograce @bunny-banana @dreamers-queen @wednesdayday @caella-v and @crazy-minded-girl. If anyone else would like to do it, feel free to say I tagged you :)

[simpinforrolinskin]

EFTER SOLSKEN KOMMER VÄRSTA REGNET DU DUDU DUDUDUDU DU DU

[kibolino]

❤️❤️Love to you all❤️❤️Have a beautiful day full of wonderful moments together❣️

[villaodinslund]

Underbart när solen äntligen tittar fram! 😃💛☀️ Välkomna på lunch 🍴 Menyn hittar ni på vår hemsida: www.villaodinslund.se #villaodinslund #dagenslunch #lunch #solsken #vårsol #essgroup (på/i Villa Odinslund) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cn4BpOQIqio/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[forislynx]

Det är kontrasten mellan solsken och storm som är mest tilltalande; glimten av solsken mitt i stormen är mest minnesvärd.

Henry David Thoreau, Dagboksanteckningar 1837-1861

[vickidashie]

efter solsken kommer värsta regnet blir dåligt väder tidvis snöbyar och stormar blir halt på gatan fast ej på gotland blir ingen vind åska mygghatt behövs ej lågtryck och högtryck i svealand

[usersewis]

I know you've already done ☮ but I want more and ☪ <3

☮ : translate the first lines of your favourite song in your language

I'll pick another song if you don't mind

cool cat by queen

du tar bort all solsken second line is hard to translare för att du är en cool katt steppar på tårna med en ny hatt

☪ : what do you hate about your language? sometimes when you need to write really formally for uni