#Written by Mod I ✨

[anonymous-rendezvous]

Redamancy

💛 Luca Kaneshiro x GN!Reader

✦ — Written by Mod I ✨. Beta Read and Edited by Mod S 👿.

✧ — Contains: Established Relationship, fluff, spicy 🔞

✦ — Word count: 5.8k+ | Ao3

redamancy | pronunciation - ‘red-a-“man-sE(n.) the act of loving someone who loves you back; a love returned in full. — After a night out with friends, Luca can’t stop thinking about his relationship with you. You are his world and he wouldn’t trade it for anything. But he can’t help but wonder, would you want to take your relationship a step further?

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“Wait–wait,” Mysta’s eyes blink repeatedly, eyes hazy with alcohol. “Wait. You’re telling me the two of you have been together almost a year and haven’t had sex yet?” From across the table, the mafia boss's hands twitch, eyes locked anywhere but on his friends. 

“Mysta.” Ike immediately chastises the detective, shooting him a disapproving look.

Said brunette nearly yells back, “What!? I’m just surprised! Yeah, they’ve been in a relationship for a year, but he’s had feelings for them long before that. Hell, he’s known them longer than most of us have!” Blue eyes lock back onto the large blonde. “To be clear, I’m not like judging or anything. Just curious. Have you ever asked or talked about it?”

The novelist shakes his head, sighing at the direction this conversation has taken. “There’s always the chance they’re on the ace spectrum, Mysta. You can’t just assume these things.” He raises his drink to his lips. “Or it could just be something neither of them is interested in. Not everyone is interested in sex.”

When Luca finally raises his eyes from the table, ears all red, he finds Shu silently watching him. “We can change the subject if you don’t want to talk about it.” He sends the sorcerer an awkward smile, raising both hands as he starts to speak.

“No, no! It’s, uh it’s fine! We’ve just…” His eyes dart back down to the table again, his face no doubt red as his flush refuses to go away. “We’ve never really talked about it. And I didn’t–.....” Luca paused as he reflected on of his next words. “I didn’t want to seem disrespectful, ya’know? So I figured if they ever wanted to discuss it, we would.”

The Brit across the table scoffed, waving his hand dismissively. “Oh please, you’re incapable of being disrespectful Luca.” He raises a hand to point a gloved finger at the blonde, lips curling into a teasing smirk. “Himbo.”

“What!... I’m not a himbo!” Luca immediately denies. “I’m mean and evil! A big scary mafia boss! I'm not a himbo...” He pouts, eyes looking off to the side as his last statement trails off. 

“I mean… you do check off all the credentials though…” Shu smirked into his glass, trying his best not to choke on a laugh as the blonde’s head turned quickly in his direction, shooting him a betrayed look. “Just saying!” Ike shakes his head with a laugh. Taking pity on his friend, decides to move the topic to the new series he was reading, making the aforementioned mafia boss extremely grateful as the topic finally shifts away from his sex life. Or rather lack, therefore of. Relaxing back into the faux leather of the booth seat, he cradles his drink between his hands, crossing one leg over the other as his eyes trail around the bar.

They had rented the place out for the evening so that they could relax and share a few drinks without having to worry about being recognized. No matter how casually they dressed, it was hard to miss the mystical creatures that the majority of girls were; being so easily recognizable and all. Currently, those same girls were scattered in groups around the bar. Some were tucked away in booths, while the majority were enjoying themselves on the dance floor. Luca can’t help but giggle as he watches Uki quite literally drag Fulgur and Sonny to join the girls dancing; both looking extremely awkward as they’re pulled along. Lilac eyes continue their trek across the room before finally, they come to a stop on you.

He watched as you stood with Vox in front of the sound system, arguing over music choices. “No. Nonono, Vox, you don’t understand–”

“I don’t understand!? You can't simply play ‘Party Rock Anthem’ this late into the night! We either all have to be completely sober or shit-faced to enjoy that song in its entirety!” The voice demon argues.

“And yet you wanna play a song by ‘Queen’? The perfect karaoke band? How is that any different!?”

Before Vox could speak another word, Nina appeared beside the duo. “Alright babies, since I've already collected the next round by myself and you still haven’t decided on a song, it’s mommy’s choice.”

Luca can’t help but laugh as the two of you comedically groan in unison, “But Moooom!”

“Sorry honeys~”

The pair retrieve the trays from the ex-goddess before shuffling their way back to the tables. Once you set your tray down, your hand affectionately reaches up to squeeze your boyfriend's arm. "Doing okay, love?" You wondered aloud, thumb running soothing circles over the fabric of his dress shirt. It's such a simple action, yet every time you do it his heart still skips a beat. He reaches up, clasping his hand over yours before taking your hand and intertwining your fingers together. He gives a soft 'mh-hmm' drawing your hand closer before pressing a light kiss to your knuckles.

His eyes flicker up to you, "How 'bout you? You okay? Hmm?" Your expression softens further, nodding your head with a smile. A disgruntled groan draws both of your attention back to the rest of the group.

"Wow, thanks for reminding the rest of us how painfully single we are." Mysta pouts as he slumps over the table, the only one that actually looks bothered by that fact. The sound of your laughter fills the air, causing an immediate grin to tug at the blonde's lips.

"Awww don't worry Mysta! You'll find the perfect person, eventually; you're an absolute catch after all, despite what you think." You finish with a wink in his direction, which causes the detective to jokingly sob before facing Luca.

"Dammit, man! Why’d you have to steal them away first? Unfair."

Luca can't help but smirk as he leans further back into the booth. "Of course, I had to steal them away. I'm the mean and evil Mafia boss, remember? But…" Lavender eyes trailed up to lock on yours, a flush creeping over his cheeks as he pulled your still-clasped hand back to his lips. “...they stole my heart first. So it's only fair that I pay them back by stealing theirs." Mysta groans again causing Shu and Ike to laugh, the sorcerer patting the detective's back while Nina and Vox coo at the two of you.

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A couple of hours later, the pair of you stumble through the door of your shared home, hand distractedly waving the Lucub that was your Uber, goodbye. Your hand skims the wall in search of the switch as you try to catch your breath, laughter continuing to shake through you; struggling but being able to close the door with your other hand. Your boyfriend was in no better state.

"Can–can you believe it? I didn't think he would actually climb up and dance on the table!" Luca laughed, clutching at his sides.

"You literally told him he didn't have the balls to do it! You have got to stop being such an enabler!" Wheezing, you place a hand on your chest and try to slow your breathing. The blonde only laughed harder. "We're so lucky we'd rented the place out, we absolutely would have gotten kicked out!" After briefly catching your breath, you use your feet to fumble with your shoes but let out a startled sound when you're suddenly swept up in muscular arms. "Ah–Luca!"

Said man continued to laugh as he pulled you into the living room and out of the entryway, beginning to dance you around the furniture; humming a tune of his own. You struggled to keep up with his sudden movements, but not once did you attempt to stop the impromptu dance. His exaggerated movements eventually slowed before he pulls you closer to him, watching as the smile never left your face. He wraps an arm around your waist to draw you flush to his chest, the other clasping one of your hands in his. Your free hand slides up along his shoulder before resting at the nape of his neck. His face and ears are warm as he feels your fingers play with his hair softly. 

Luca continues to dance you around the room slowly before lowering you in a dip. The way you ease your body into it, trusting him fully not to drop you, sends butterflies fluttering in his stomach. For a moment he feels like he’s in a dream – the way moonlight peaks through the window, bathing your skin in a soft glow. Or maybe, he half thinks, it’s just the residuals of all the drinks he’s had. Yet he just can’t help the way he stares down at you, holding you suspended in that pose; this kind of feeling can’t only be explained away with alcohol. Only he gets to see you like this – completely comfortable in his arms. You are his, and his alone, and he couldn’t be happier with that thought. 

Your eyes flutter open, meeting his awed gaze. The enormous smile that’s been on you since he began this impromptu waltz grows gentle as you take in his expression hovering over you. That fluttering feeling intensifies as he watches the sheer open affection dance in your eyes, and he’s speaking before his brain can even properly process – his tone full of nothing but admiration, “You look amazing.”

Laughing with a hint of shyness, you parrot back at him, “You look amazing.” Your expression grows cheeky as you grip him tighter.

He lets out a little flustered laugh as he shakes his head. “No, really. You look amazing.”

His tone is so serious it catches you off guard, eyes widening for a split second before you pat his chest, letting out a small chuckle. “Okay, we’re both still tipsy.” You pull yourself up while gripping his shoulder; trying to stand up as you regain your footing. Luca quickly realizes and helps with a supporting hand on your back. Though once you’re standing properly, he gets a better look at your face – a chance to see how flustered you are by his words before you duck away, head downcast to hide your sudden rush of shyness.

“Maybe, but–” he slides his hand down your back, pulling you closer by your waist to be against him– “you really are so pretty.” His free hand reaches up to grasp your chin, leaving you no choice but to meet his eyes. There’s definitely alcohol still coursing through his system. He was rarely this bold without some of it in him. As his thumb brushes against your lower lip, his voice gets softer and deeper the longer he continues to speak. “So damn gorgeous...” He leans into you, your noses brushing as his lips ghost over yours; eyes remaining locked. “And you're mine.” His words have weight to them, and it doesn't take long for him to depict it, lips feverishly pressing against yours.

You’re barely able to let out even a sound as his lips mold to yours. Every time your lips part to catch your breath, the more his lips seem to seek yours out. Luca’s chasing yours with something toeing the line of desperation and need. Strong hands clutching at you in such a way that you knew could leave bruises if he so wished, yet his strength was something he was acutely aware of – even with his alcohol-addled mind.

His tongue brushes against your lips and there's not a second wasted before you open your mouth to him, allowing your tongues to brush against each other. You can still taste the drinks on his breath as your hands trail to tangle themselves in golden strands. Pulling out the golden clip, you can't help the content sigh, leaving you at the feeling of his soft hair falling against your fingers. Luca’s own hands began shifting, his hands sliding over your form; slipping their way under your shirt to grasp at your bare skin. The cold leather of his gloves causing you to shiver, his hold on you growing tighter. Yet you suddenly realize where the two of you have been heading, when the hand you have in his hair tugs, and a moan slips from his lips.

You attempt to pull away. However, Luca chases after your lips. “Wai–” You can’t help the noise that leaves you as Luca’s hands grope at your hips, attempting to pull you further against him. Your hands fall from his hair down to his shoulders and attempt to nudge him back. And although he makes another attempt to recapture your lips, he allows you the distance. Breathless from his kisses, you finally say, “Luca wait…” You have a feeling he’s not even aware of the whine he lets out as he finally allows you to take a full step back, his grip loosening but never fully retracting from you. “We’re still tipsy we shouldn’t–I don’t want–” You let out a frustrated breath, head foggy from both the alcohol still in your system and the intense make out you just had. “I don’t want to be tipsy the first time we’re together like that.”

Lavender eyes go from half-lidded to wide-eyed, blinking owlishly at you as the words sink in. You watch as his face shifts from surprise to an emotion you can’t quite depict, before finally settling on serious. With the firm nod he gives, you’d almost believe he was sober if you hadn't seen him down a few glasses at the bar with your own eyes; not including what you could taste on his lips. He tugs at the hem of your shirt lightly, silently asking if you’d move closer. Taking a step forward into his space, he leans in to press another kiss to your lips – much softer than the ones you shared seconds prior. This time, he doesn’t chase after you when you pull away, his eyes looking at you apologetically. 

His flush deepens as you chuckle, lips brushing against his cheek before stepping back once more, lightly patting his chest. “Okay, we should drink some water, maybe get some food in us too.” One of your hands raises to tug the collar of your shirt away from your body; almost having to peel it off your skin with how warm your body has gotten. “Definitely take a shower. I’m so sweaty after all the dancing tonight.” You say with a light laugh.

Luca smiles lazily as he watches you make your way to the kitchen. His head still feels like it’s buzzing; mind racing as he thinks about how your body felt in his hands. As he idles there, still in the middle of the room, his thoughts drift back to his earlier conversation with the boys. He can’t help the way he shifts in place, feeling a mixture of nervous excitement. The conversation wouldn’t be as hard or awkward to broach as he initially thought it could be; the previous minutes playing through his head. Luca’s eyes follow you as you amble back into the room and pass him a water bottle. A quick ‘Thank you.’ escapes his lips before he uncaps it, downing about half of it immediately. There are simultaneous ‘Ah's’ as you both finish drinking, causing the two of you to laugh.

Meeting his eyes, you tilt your head toward the staircase, eyes going between it and him. “Do you want to use the shower first? As sweaty as I feel, I don’t mind waiting.”

The mafia boss tipped his head in contemplation. His eyes mimicked yours by looking back towards the stairs before meeting yours again, mouth opening before closing in hesitation. He takes another gulp of his water before nervously stuttering out, “We–we could both take one, ya’know. Together. Bathe together, I mean.” You're not even given a second to respond before he seems to start backpedaling, shaking his head aggressively. “We don’t have to! I don’t want to make you uncomfortable! You can just take one fir–” His jaw shuts with an almost audible click as your hand rests lightly on his forearm.

“I wouldn’t mind, Luca.” You soothe, looking at him with adoring fondness. “Are you sure you’d be okay with that? I know we typically change in the same room together but…” Your sentence trails off, but he understands what you mean, anyway. He shifts his arm, positioning it so he can clasp your hand.

“I am,” He says with a firm nod, “I want to. I–you know–” He swallows as his voice starts to shake from embarrassment, pausing to collect his words. “I like taking care of you; want to care for you in that way, too.”

Now you can feel yourself growing flustered as well. Taking a deep breath, you nod your head. “Okay.” The smile you receive could rival the sun’s warmth. He pulls your hand that’s still clasped in his up to his mouth, pressing a kiss to your knuckles before the pair of you part ways. Luca heads up to prepare the bath, while you grab extra water bottles, making the mental note to grab clean clothes to sleep in.

You can hear the water running as you walk up to your shared bedroom, the door to your bathroom wide open. Setting the bottles on the dresser, you start digging out some comfortable night clothes for the pair of you before joining him in the adjoined bathroom. Luca already has towels set aside for both of you, along with lighting one of your essential oil candles, filling the room with the smell of eucalyptus and tea. He was currently kneeling beside the large tub, one glove removed, as his bare hand dipped into the water to test its warmth. You’ve noticed he tied his hair back, likely not wanting to get it wet before bed; remembering he took a shower before you left to meet with your friends. Setting the clothes on the counter as the blonde finally turns the faucet off and stands. Though he must have not heard you enter the room, as he nearly jumps when he turns to find you behind him. A tell of how lost in thought he is considering how acutely aware of his surroundings he normal is. 

“Oh, hi–umm…” You can practically feel the nervous energy radiating off of Luca. His hands fidget with the glove he’s still wearing before taking it off. His nervous eyes can only look at you for a few seconds before letting them settle back on the tub. He's out of his element here – unintentionally causing a standstill between the two of you. The awkward seconds you both are just standing there become increasingly long in his head as he tries to think of a way to break it. Should he just start undressing? Should he help you undress? He doesn’t get very far into the thought process before you approach him, hands gripping lightly on his blazer, deciding for him. 

“Need some help there, big guy?” He can practically feel his mind stop working, letting out a flustered noise.

“I–” He pauses, letting his brain process before continuing. “Yes? But shouldn’t I–”

Your hands help ease the white blazer off of his shoulders, letting it slip down his arms before turning and laying it nicely over the counter. When you turn to face him again, his lips are parted in surprise, brain trying to catch up with your actions. “Luca, you already do so much for me. Let me do this for you. Okay, hun?” He’s clearly still flustered, but nods his head in agreement, letting out a shaky breath as your fingers find the top button of his dress shirt. You refrain from making any comment, not wanting to cause your boyfriend to go on a tangent, but you can’t help but admire his pecs as they’re slowly exposed to you. Eyes tracing the lines of the tattoo you’ve seen a hundred times. Once it’s fully unbuttoned, Luca gives a small roll of his shoulders, helping the silky fabric slip down his arms. Before you can catch it, as it slips down to the floor, the blonde's hands move forward, lightly tugging at the bottom of your shirt. Without any preamble, you raise your arms to allow him to pull the fabric off of you.

The Mafia boss can’t help the way his eyes immediately trail down to your chest before coming to a stop at your hips. His hands subconsciously reach out and brush the tips of his fingers along them and he can feel the way your body shivers at the almost ticklish sensation before pulling his hands back as he realizes what he was doing. He’s so unsure of how to proceed, not used to being this intimate with someone. Yes, this is far from the first time he’s seen you in some state of undress. Except this was the first time he’s ever helped undress you. This is one of the very few situations where you are more experienced, Luca never having gotten this far in a relationship before. Hell, this is his first proper relationship. Though he didn't have the time to casually look for lovers when it came to his line of work. He's thankful because you even accept him for who he is, and what he does.

He’s jolted back to the present once more when he feels your fingers tug at the belt on his pants. “Can I take these off too, darling?” Luca lets out a heavy breath, not realizing he had been holding it.

“Yeah. Can I also–” He brings his hands up to thumb at the button of your pants. Giving your consent, you both undo the other pants. Once they were as far as you each could take them, you both stepped back to finish removing them until the two of you were left standing in your underwear. To speed this part up, you both removed them yourselves; placing them in the clothes hamper to clean later.

Once those were set aside, Luca offered his hand to help you inside the tub. Smiling, you thank him as you step in. A satisfied sigh leaves your lips as you sink into the warm water. Making yourself comfortable against the back of the tub, you reach your arms out – gesturing for Luca to join you in the tub. You can practically see the gears start turning inside his head, his mouth forming a small ‘o’ as he connects the dots. There’s a stutter to his movements. However, you can tell it’s from embarrassment rather than hesitation. He joins you in the bath, eyes so focused on the water it almost makes you laugh. Luca sinks into the water and makes himself comfortable between your bent knees; facing you. 

One of your hands rests on his upper arm as you ask, “Is it okay for me to wash you?” The tips of his ears are still a bright red as he gives a quick nod of approval. Picking up the small cup you keep here for baths, you fill it before pouring the cup over his shoulders. You can’t help but watch the way the water rolls over his skin, eyes tracing over his chest and tattoos. Once his skin is damp enough, you reach over to grab his body wash before pausing as an idea strikes you. “Luca, could you turn around for me? I think it’d be easier to start with your back.”

“Oh, uh, okay like–” He does his best to turn around without sloshing the water too much, making sure as well to not bump into you. Once his back is to you, he looks over his shoulder at you and asks, “Like this?”

“Mhm, perfect thank you.” Finally picking up the body wash, you pour a bit of it onto your hand. After you place the bottle aside, you lather the soap between your hands before reaching up to massage it into his shoulders. He grows a bit tense instinctively before relaxing into your touch, his eyes closing briefly in contentment. Working the soap into his skin, you ease the knots out of his shoulders. By the time you reach his lower back just above the water, he's completely relaxed under your touch. You rinse him off before placing your hands lightly on his shoulders, leaning your head forward to speak. “Lean against me, please?”

He looks at you again, a small crease between his brows. “Like against you?” When you nod, he continues. “But won’t I be too heavy?”

“No, it’ll be fine, I promise. Besides, I like it when you're against me.” Your hands gently urge him to lean back against you, rubbing small circles into his shoulders. It takes a moment before his toned back is resting flush against your chest. The warmth of his skin causing you to smile. Luca swallows, still red in the face, and if anything it grows darker. He can feel the way your heart beats against his back and it makes his own feel like it skips a beat. Not to mention the feel of your bare chest against him makes him glad that you couldn’t see his face, knowing there's no way you wouldn’t tease him relentlessly for it.

You pick up the body wash again, soaping up your hands before slowly bringing them to hover over his stomach. His breath hitches even as you just barely brush him before they fully settle against his warm skin; spread fingers dangerously close to his pelvis. When he doesn’t pull away, you allow your hands to start rubbing the soap into his skin. Your fingers edge towards his elevated thighs, swiping lightly over the place where his hips meet said skin. The effect it has on the blonde is instantaneous; letting out a shuddered breath before dropping his head back on your shoulder. His breath fans against the side of your face in quick pants as your hands massage down his thighs, digging your fingers into any soft skin they can reach. Turning your head allows you to press soft kisses against the side of his face; watching him sink into your soft touch.

Luca felt like he was melting, eyes becoming half-lidded as he relished in your touch. Between the warmth of the water, your chest pressed against his back, your mouth– your hands– you. All of you. He couldn’t help but crave more. One of his hands grasps your wrist lightly, resting there as his other hand reaches up to cup the side of your face, turning his so he can meet your lips. Feeling your smile grow against his mouth makes him kiss you deeper, hand moving to the back of your head as he takes in your lips. Luca could kiss you for hours, the taste of your lips intoxicating to him. He wanted to be engulfed in the feeling completely, drinking in the entirety of you, and only you. Of course, he’d be too embarrassed to ever tell you this to your face.

The water shifts as he turns his body towards you, the blonde’s heavy breaths fanning against your lips every time you separate from each other's mouths. He fully sits up, causing you to tilt your head up as he towers over you, your back remaining relaxed against the tub. When his kisses start to grow feverish once more, you break away with a light laugh, pressing your free hand to his chest and pulling back enough to look him in the eyes; voice hushed as you speak.

“Luca, I haven’t even finished washing you yet. Come on big guy,” Your smile widens at the quiet whine he lets out, watching him pout.

“Can I help you?” When your head tilts in question, he clarifies, “Wash you? I want to wash you too.”

“Sure let me–” Your words are cut off as Luca’s large hands grab your waist, lifting you out of the water enough to switch places with you. He settles back against the tub before setting you in his lap, facing him. You shake your head with a fond laugh. “You didn’t even let me finish.”

“I know, sorry, but,” He blinks, pausing to think for a moment. “This way you can finish washing me while I wash you, yeah?” His hands shift from your waist to rest lightly on the top of your thighs. “What do you think? Hmm?”

Instead of responding, you pick up the cup once more; filling it before tipping it over his chest. He takes the cup from you once you're done with it and repeats the process with you. Pouring more soap into your hands, you pass him that bottle as well before finally bringing your hands to his pecs. Although he knew it was coming, a gasp still left his lips as your hands cupped his chest. Part of yourself is slightly jealous of how soft and large his chest is – though that thought is all but overwhelmed by the content feeling of knowing that this man was yours. Your fingers dig more into the muscle, practically groping him at this point, drawing out a huff mixed with both exasperation and shyness from the blonde that's your in the midst of feeling up. “They’re not that big,” He grumbles.

“They totally are.” You snicker. He opens his mouth to protest, but you cut him off by swooping in for another kiss. It’s nothing more than a peck, yet you begin trailing these light kisses from his lips to his cheek, his chin, down his throat, before finally coming to a stop over his fast-beating heart. “I’m not complaining, though. Do you have any idea how beautiful you are? How damn attractive you are, physically and otherwise?” He gasps as your kiss turns into a nip, leaving a pink mark over the place where his heart rests. “I’m so lucky to call you mine.”

He’s unsure how to respond to your words immediately, feeling overwhelmed by his emotions. Biting his lip, he tries his best to return to his initial task; pouring some of the body wash into his hand before setting it aside and bringing his hands to your waist. They hesitate there for a moment before he starts to massage the soap into your skin. He flinches slightly when you cup the side of his face with one of your hands, your thumb forcing his teeth to release his now-swollen lip. His hands tighten their hold on your waist and the resulting groan that falls from your lips stokes the heat twisting in his stomach. 

“You’re so beautiful.” The words are out of his mouth before he can even think. Leaning into you, he buries his face in your neck, brushing his nose back and forth against your collarbone. “So damn gorgeous.” Leaving a trail of kisses, he makes his way to your shoulder. “So gorgeous.” He mutters again. His hands slip further down, gripping the plush of your thighs. Luca feels your hand trail to the back of his neck, playing with the few short strands that have slipped from his ponytail. “You're so sweet to me. Sometimes I really don’t know what’d I do if I didn’t have you. And even if I get embarrassed and don’t have the words to give back to you, you always know how to read me like a book…” He brushes his nose against your skin once more before pulling back to look into your eyes, his gaze glimmering with nothing but pure affection. “I love you…. so, so much.”

Leaning your forehead against his, you smile warmly, returning his gaze with just as much vigor. “I love you too.”

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The two of you stay in the bath until the water starts to turn cold, wanting to get properly cleaned but also not wanting this new experience to end. After giving yourselves a proper wash, you both drain the water, reluctantly get out and dry off. Pulling on your sleep clothes, the pair of you fall into bed together, getting comfy under your big blanket. Luca takes up his usual position; lying partially on his side with you tucked into his chest, one arm wrapped around your waist while he runs the fingertips of his other hand along your back. One of your arms is tucked under your head while your free hand plays with the now loose strands of his hair.

“Would you really want to?” He suddenly asks; voice lowered into a whisper, believing if he spoke any louder, you'd somehow be overheard. You hum in question, giving him the sign to continue, “Y’know, want to be–” he stops for a moment, before looking down at you. “Do you want to be intimate with me?” 

You're silent for a moment, searching his eyes. He looks utterly serious about his question and, after a moment, as you throw his own words back at him, “Do you?”

“Y–yeah?” His immediate response is hesitant before responding again, firmer this time. “Yes.” He lets out a shuddering breath, focusing on the feel of his hand trailing over your back. “I’ve thought about it for a while, but I know I’m pretty inexperienced. I–” his eyes dart away from you as his expression grows hesitant. “I know it’s dumb since we’ve never really talked about it, but part of me was worried that it would…” His voice trails off, leaving his sentence unfinished. You, however, could pick up what he couldn’t say.

A frown tugs at your lips, wanting nothing more than to shoo those thoughts away. “Luca, please look at me.” His lips purse for a second before he meets your gaze. Leaning forward, you press a soft kiss against his lips. He returns it, sighing contentedly as the tension melts from him. He’s much calmer when you pull back. “I don't need sex to have or want to be with you, hun.” You press another kiss to his lips. “I didn’t fall in love with you with the thought that I’d eventually get sex out of you. That would have just been a bonus. If you had even wanted that, of course.” You say with an easy shrug.

He swallows, before nodding, a small smile finally returning to his face. There’s a quiet moment before he whispers once more, “I’ve never done it before.”

“And that’s alright.” You acknowledge as your hand brushes his bangs back. “That’s why I don’t want to rush into any of this. Or be potentially inebriated.” Snuggling deeper into his chest, you rest your ear against his heart. The consistent thump of his heartbeat is the perfect song to lure you into sleep. “We can talk more about it tomorrow, okay? I’ll answer questions you have.” He agrees with a short hum, pressing a kiss to the crown of your head. “I love you, Luca.”

“I love you too.” He buries his face deeper into your hair. “More than anything.”

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It might take a while, but there will eventually be a part 2. I'm just a very slow writer lol.

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It takes a while for their gazes to meet, but it doesn't mean they weren't always looking.

My giftee was @dodgerkedavra! It was very serendipitous, because dodger had written a fic earlier in the year based off of my prompt for the HD Hurt/Comfort fest. It felt like a good way that I could get her back, so... I tried my very best to!

She asked for: "kissing, intimate times, gorgeous light, when they’re looking at each other and so in love" and "intensity? of color" and "manbun", all of which I tried to deliver on. So yes, everyone thank her for the manbun.

A bit about it

I wanted to see if I could do the equivalent of a pining/slow-burn longfic with just a sequence of illustrations--and not even big, flashy ones with varying compositions--just relatively consistent shots that focus on them and the gradual shift in feelings towards one another.

The main concept was, as the title suggests, that they keep looking at each other when the other is not looking back. Visual yearning! In each illustration, the observer and observed swap. They seem to keep missing each other's glances, until the very last illustration, where they are gazing domestically at each other hahaha.

For each illustration I also tried to work with different color schemes, lighting, and moods, depending on what was happening. Draco's hair also goes on a bit of a journey, which was fun! It was my first time giving him long hair! My favorite length is just right before the manbun, when it's probably long enough to be annoying but not long enough to be put up.

The fest/exchange was all the right things for me - fun, inspiring, and challenging. Thanks to the lovely mods for all their hard work, and for making everything run so smoothly. And thanks to everyone who already left me really nice comments.

View on AO3

[belladovah]

Another 50 Brand New Mods for The Sims 2!

Let's look back at all of the mods released for The Sims 2 at the end of 2024! I've I’ve compiled every single mod I found for The Sims 2 released in October-December 2024 and showcased them all in a video and written a list on my website!

Check out the Video:

✨Check out my website post✨

Thank you to all the creators that shared their mods this past quarter and made this video possible💚 @jellymeduza, @episims, @pforestsims, @jacky93sims, @vegan-kaktus, @simnopke, @emskisims2, @siknoy336, @andrevasims, @freezerbunny-sims2, @picknmixsims, @gummilutt, @tvickiesims, @equinoxts2, @deedee-sims, @simstralia, @zena-dew-drop, @celestialspritz, @crispsandkerosene, @2fingerswhiskey, @suratan-cc, @isimchi, and more!

[teapartycryptid]

i'm feral atm, the friendable mr qi mod is SO good. I'm only at three hearts with him so far, so not deep friendship yet, but he is sooo well written. He doesn't feel out of character at all, and love how difficult he is, like just in general. trying to find him every day is a fun little activity, even when you have his schedule.

and i have to say, seeing him on the friendship page, with his status as "single" has me giggling and twirling my hair, like. not for long, you're not ✨✨

[fallenwithoutgrace]

NEW FIC: Netflix & Chilling Encounters

Written for Good Omens Spooky Bang! @spooky-bang-good-omens (AO3 Collection here - go check it out, so many fab fics and art!) Huge huge thank you to the wonderful mods who made it a fantastic event to be involved in!

My most sincere thanks to @lexarturo for guiding me through my first fandom bang event, brainstorming weird and wonderful monsters and contributing the most beautiful art to pair with my fic. I am beyond grateful to her for THREE stunning works of art that I am beyond excited to share with you in the coming days!

I also cannot thank @kneelbeforeyourdogbabylon enough for beta working this and making it read so so much better, as well as the fab conversation along the way.

I truly hope you enjoy this as much as I enjoyed writing it. 🖤✨

[klaus-littlestwolf]

A List of my Fav. Fics I’ve Written

For the person who asked if I had any Fics of mine that were my favorite: I’m not really the type of person to think my writing is amazing, I prefer to be (what has apparently been called) Overly Humble-However, I have made a list of the Fics that I am proud of for one reason or another

(The fics with ♥️’s in front are the ones I’m especially proud of that I often reread myself just to be happy)

Smut-🔥 Fluff-🧸 Series-⚜️ Headcanon-🧨 Dark-🥀 Dd/Lg-✨ Wolf(Smut)-🐺 A/B/O-♎️

♥️•Can’t Live Without You-Yan!Bucky Therapist🥀🔥

•Buckys Girl on her Period🧨🧸

•All of Me Loves All of You (WS)🧸✨

•The Chase-Alpha!Aemond���🔥

•Never Ending Obsession-Mod!Stalker!Aemond 🥀🔥

♥️•As You Wish Sister-Aemond 🥀🔥🧸

♥️•Joining the Pack-The Lost Boys🥀🧸

•Happy Anniversary Little Wolf-Eli/Klaus🧸✨

♥️•Mafia!Mik x Little!Reader 🧨🥀✨

•Yan!Mikaelson Bro’s HC’s 🧨🥀

•Klaus being Obsessed w/ You 🔥🧨🥀

♥️•It’s Not a Big Deal-Klaus 🔥🧸

•Daddy Instincts-Klaus 🔥🧸✨

•Nap Time-Klaus 🧸✨

•Mafia!KlausxFBI Agent 🧨🧸

•Human!Viking HC’s-Klaus 🧨🧸

♥️•The Viking Wedding(Hum!AU-Yan!Klaus)🔥🥀

♥️•Let Me Hear You-Klaus 🔥🧸✨

•The Newest Member-Klaus 🔥🧸♎️

♥️•Religious Teachings-Yan!Klaus 🔥🥀✨

♥️•Adopted Werewolf-Yan!Klaus 🔥🥀

•What a Complex Organ-Yan!Klaus 🔥🥀✨

•Alpha!Klaus Mates the Last Omega 🔥🥀🧸♎️

•Sex Pollen Spell-Klaus 🔥🥀🧸

♥️•The Art Nerd-Klaus 🔥🧸⚜️

♥️•One Little Trip to the ER-Klaus 🔥🥀⚜️

[ffhdiscord]

HELLO INTERNET!! ✨🎙️

It’s me! Your loyal fan! Well one of your loyal fans… there are actually quite a lot of other fans on this blog! The Fanverse sure is a ginormous place!!

But nevermind that! There may be other fans but there is indeed one and only me!

I am known as Computer Fan! I was given this name since I seem to always carry around this computer where ever I go… some people call it a problem but you never know when something has to urgently be written about!!! Tis a life of a fan….

This blog was made on behalf of the Fans Fantastic Hangout Discord server! An amazing discord server where fans of all kinds can go and hangout! (Previously known as the ii arg server, yes indeed the sever that figured the arg out in 43 minutes)

Anyway I am mod Computer Fan! My sign off is -💻🪭 I go by she/her I love drawing, fanfiction, cartoons, talking, video games, music, theorizing, and ironically being a fan of many fandoms! If you know of a fandom… I may indeed be a fan of it!!

If you have a question for any of us or any suggestions don’t be afraid to ask/ suggest! Also check out the other mod intros!

Farewell fellow fans!

-💻🪭

(Computer fan better known as Krystal on the FFH server)

[aethereyez]

… ✨ loving me is pretty dumb of you, isn't it? ✨…

i had the privilege of participating in the @aawlwminibang this year!! thank you to all of the lovely mods, organizers, and participants for such a lovely event.

i and @art-stuff-by-goose made respective art pieces for a franmaya fic written by @exquisitefrogprince. it’s a sickfic where franziska and maya both go through periods of illness while the other comforts her 💜.

here are the links to goose’s art and andromeda’s fic! —

goose's art: 💜 andromeda's fic: 💜

[nyx-umbrakinesis]

This is a Hazbin Hotel Blog.

🛑 Minors, Do Not Interact. Please. This blog’s target audience is those of 18 years of age or older.

❤️ Fics may contain sexual content, violence and other triggering and/or adult themed content. Please read trigger warnings and remember you’re responsible for your viewing.

💜 You will find my own fanfiction works on this blog, as well as audiowork I’ve done of others works with their consent, as well as reblogs, and sometimes random ramblings and updates.

🧡 I have tags for my short Quips for ease to find them as they don’t go on my masterlists just follow #Nyx’s Quips for some snacks.

🚨 Any hate speech, basically anything that makes you look like a giant hateful dick will not be tolerated. You will be blocked immediately. Be a decent human being is all I ask, please and thank you. I have a no tolerance policy on bullies. 🚨

🧡 All written works will be uploaded on Ao3... eventually.

❤️ Thank you @redvexillum for making my banners and ask sign!

💙 Join us in the VoxTek Discord server for a Vox themed Hazbin place to hang and get teasers for upcoming chapters! This is a server where I personally am a mod and we foster a chaotic but welcoming environment and eagerly support fic writers and artists big and small, and everyone in between!

✨️ Request Rules: The more detailed, the better. Requests accepted for Hazbin Hotel, I endeavour to write any request or pairing (I do specialise in Alastor, Vox, and Lucifer), I tend to stick to smut, fluff, and crack but I can write dark/angst. Requests are typically written oldest to newest unless one snags my inspiration sooner. Turn around time is... long. I reserve the right to reject a request but it will be rare if I do and with good reason. ✨

💜 (I have a lot of health issues and as such my ask turn around can be long for such a reason just know I do already have a fair few asks waiting for answers and I haven’t forgotten about any of you and intend to get them done, the majority of my asks are for longer one shots so will take me time given my capacity. If you really want to be informed when your anon ask gets answered just drop me a DM which one's yours and I can shoot you a message when I post it, I won't disclose identities and I don't judge.) 💜

~ Masterlists: FIND THAT FIC ~

*Hazbin hotel Written works Masterlist*

*Hazbin Hotel AudioBooks Masterlist*

~ To go on my taglist, please comment here! ~

*A/N about how I write Ace Alastor, Gender, Sex, Race, and Sexual Orientation (it's a little longer than I planned but hope it explains things for those who want to know a little more)*

[hptriadfest]

PROMPTING FOR HP TRIAD FEST 2024/25 IS OFFICIALLY OPEN!!!!

Finally, we are at the official start of this year's HP Triad Fest!!!

Prompting is open from DECEMBER 16TH - JANUARY 16TH.

✨THE PROMPTING FORM✨

Some prompting FAQs/need-to-knows:

How to prompt?

When you open the prompting form you will find the welcoming page so to leave your prompt click the [next] button at the bottom left corner. In the prompting form you can write which triad you want to see in the fic, the prompt the fic should be centred around, the maximum rating you wish the creator to follow for your prompt, as well as your likes and dislikes. At the top of the form there is an option for you to write your AO3 username as well, but you can totally keep your prompt anonymous.

How many prompts can I submit?

You can submit as many prompts as you wish! Just make sure that every prompt gets its own submission i.e. follow the instructions in the form where you will be given the choice to enter more prompts after you complete the form for the first time.

What types of fanworks are allowed? Can I make art?

Yes, go wild! We accept both written fanworks such as stories and poems, and visual fanworks too! Art, moodboards, edits—whatever your heart desires!

What is the 17+ rule?

For this fest we only accept ships and scenarios in which all characters in the main triad—and any side-ships which may appear—are over the age of 17 which is the age of majority in HP canon. No adult/minor pairings are allowed within the story. This rule also applies to any real-life people whose photos may be used in edits and moodboards! You can find more about this rule here.

Can I do a self-prompt?

Yes! BUT!!! We advise you not to prompt it during prompting because you will have the choice to self-prompt during the claiming. Of course, you can still do it now, but if you submit a prompt you wish to claim yourself through the prompting form we cannot guarantee that it will be available to claim for long as someone else might claim it before you. The safest option is to claim it through the claiming form so keep that self-prompt close to your chest until January 20th!

What if I have more questions or concerns?

You can send us an ask here on Tumblr, shoot us an email at hptriadfest@gmail.com OR contact the mods on the Discord. We'll do our best to help you out!

Now that that's out of the way, I once again invite you to fill our prompt list to the brim! Lets give our creators so much inspiration they get dizzy!! As a reminder, prompting is open for one month - until January 16th 2025, so you have plenty of time to fill and submit that form again and again and again!

We wish you loads of inspiration and if you need some people to chat with while you get all your ideas straightened up: join our Discord! See you there and happy prompting season!

✨PROMPTING FORM✨

HP Triad Fest is an anonymous fest celebrating triads — romantic relationships between three equal parties of any gender, binary and sexuality — within the Harry Potter universe by inviting participants to create prompt-based fanworks centred around them! It's hosted on Archive of Our Own and supported via Tumblr and Discord.

[anonymous-rendezvous]

He Comforts You - Ike 💙

Ike Eveland x GN!Reader

✦ — Written by Mod I ✨. Beta Read and Edited by Mod S 👿.

✧ — Comfort & Care Masterlist | 💙 You comfort him

✦ — Contains: Established Relationship, fluff, & comfort

✧ — Word count: 446 | Ao3

Snippets of time showing how you and your partner care for each other.

─── ⋆⋅☼⋅⋆ ───

If you could only choose one word to describe how you were feeling after your day at work, it would be 'done'. Not only had your boss called out today, but they had also left you with the amount of work that would normally need three people to complete. Which meant you had to stay long after your shift had already ended. And you wouldn't even be paid more for it. You'd quit in a heartbeat if you could afford it.

You were all but stumbling as you entered your home. The door shutting behind you with a little more force than intended as you leaned your weight back against it. You don’t even have the energy to lean down to properly remove your shoes; toeing them off and leaving them haphazardly in front of the door. However, you don’t get even two steps further into the house before Ike emerges from the hallway. His expression softens at the sight of you, giving you a sincere smile. “Welcome home, darling.” You return his smile, albeit yours being a tired one.

He’s by your side in no time, taking your hand in his. The novelist starts leading you down the hallway and before you can even ask where you're going; he pushes the bathroom door open. The soothing smell of eucalyptus and spearmint fill the room thanks to the candles he’d lit beforehand; giving the room a soft glow. The tub was filled, and you eyed it longingly, no doubt that the water was still warm. Your attention is drawn back to your loving boyfriend as a hand lightly rests on the small of your back, the warmth radiating through your clothes “Come on darling, let's get you in, shall we?” His hand glides up to help slip off your jacket. “I have the kettle on if you want a cup of tea while you soak.”

“Ike you didn’t have to do all this–”

He silences you with a gentle peck to your lips, “You’ve had such a rough day hun, just let me treat you.” He helps remove the rest of your clothes before helping you into the tub. As you sink further into the warm water, you can’t help but release a sigh of contentment. He chuckles affectionately, kneeling beside the tub so he can brush aside a few stray strands of hair before placing a kiss on your forehead. “I’ll be back with your tea in a moment. Take as long in the tub as you need.”

Just before he leaves the room, you call out to him. He pauses with a questioning hum. “Thank you, Ike. I seriously appreciate it.”

“Of course, my dear.”

─── ⋆⋅☼⋅⋆ ───

Likes are nice and we do appreciate them. However, comments/feedback is what really motivates us to continue writing. Even just a keyboard smash or emojis are a joy to see!

We do not allow our stories to be translated or reposted/shared anywhere. The only places our stories should be found are on Ao3 or Tumblr. Nowhere else.

[vividfae]

On Annie

(This post is going to assume you have like 500 years worth of extremely specific stupid streamer context, so if you don't, I will have a list of places at the end of this post for you to check for the relevant context.)

A few days ago, Annie Gallagher of Guardian Acorn went on an extremely healthy and not at all bordering on psychotic posting spree in which she spent a couple days weaponizing the financial needs of a vulnerable trans person trying to escape TX as a bludgeon against Milena.

Her reason? Milena signal boosted the GoFundMe of Dusk, one of the former mods of Zena & Poppy's Foundation server, as well as the Ko-Fi of Spawn, Poppy's estranged adult child, who are both in need of financial support. Milena didn't donate to either of them this round of sharing (to my knowledge anyway, anon donations or donating privately are a possibility and would be impossible to know for sure), she simply signal boosted asking others to donate. This is a routine action that people do for GFM's. Except to Annie. See, Annie decided that this was proof of hypocrisy on Milena's part because of the fanfiction that Annie has written in her head about Milena's wealth, and so after donating herself, she instigated a 2 day campaign of using a person seeking financial support as a way to both jerk herself off for her good deed and attack Milena for doing something entirely unremarkable (and well within character as this is not the first time Milena has shared donation links for these two).

Pictured below, a healthy adult using social media:

Now, I'd better slow down before I give the impression that (regardless of what I write after this point, Annie, Zena, Poppy, & their circle will still say) I'm posting this as any kind of defense of Milena. I don't give a shit about Milena's part in this story, it's simply ✨context✨.

See, Annie made a mistake during this screed. Prior to all of this, I happened to see the links Milena shared & I, for full disclosure, decided to donate $200 to each, as I could afford to do so & these were the first GoFundMe's I'd seen on my TL in a while. Prior to this, Dusk & I had not spoken to each other since her split with the Foundation, & I have still not spoken to Spawn since the last time I saw them in person at Zena & Poppy's place two years ago. I have no interest in reaching out to them, nor do I expect either of them to reach out. I won't turn them away, but I simply wanted to help them out because they needed it, I have no desire to force reconcilation that is not wanted.

After making the donation to Dusk, I noticed that the prior donation on the page was from Poppy, and prior to that Annie. Curiosity got the better of me & I saw the posts of hers in looking into it all. Annie saw my donation and posted a screenshot of it. This screenshot contained my real life last name, a name that I do not use in these spaces for privacy reasons. I was not aware that the GoFundMe account I donated with had that as my display name, as I would have preferred to keep it to the name I go by publicly. Her post also contained a dig at my IRL job, saying that I am "working a job I hate."

Now, contrary to popular belief, I'm not a fucking idiot. I know how easy I am to doxx. I use my real first name online like a dumbass. That said, I intentionally don't use my last name on my channel social media for at least one layer of protection/separation.

In seeing all of this I was angry. Partially because of the name doxxing, partially because I am extremely careful to separate my job from my online presence, but mostly because of the cynical weaponizing a trans person's plight in a highschool drama esque bitching match.

I chose to respond (Tumblr is cockblocking me on adding images unfortunately):

Oh my god we're doing the virtue signal posting over donating to gfm's aren't we

Thank god I thought things were going to be normal for a day 🙄

Can we stop weaponizing trans people needing help as a cheap stab at The Bad People™️©️®️

I'm going to drop the vagueposting for one second & get into the shit just this once because I think it's important. All of this is unhealthy.

I'm glad Annie & Poppy gave money, but it really sours the act when you're trying to bludgeon another over the head when we all fucking know neither of you would've donated if you didn't see it bc Milena signal boosted first.

For all my critiques of Milena's actions, sharing someone's GFM without donating to it isn't on that list. Grow up. All of you.

A couple side notes: 1. Please don't post screenshots containing my full name. 2. I give money when I can & when I see GFM/Kofi's posted because it is something I can do, not as a power move or a virtue signal & I would appreciate not having this used in the game you think you're playing.

3. Please do not post about my job. Ever. I do like my job & I'm grateful for the opportunities it has given me despite stresses & occasional frustrations.

Annie decided this was worth going nuclear over.

Now, I know that you know Annie is a pathological liar, but I still feel it is prudent to show it, especially when she is so utterly stupid as to show this screenshot as "evidence."

First off, those who read my post about leaving the Foundation & my breakup with Zena & Poppy will know exactly what that post meant, because I said the exact thing in it:

You see, throughout the final stages of my relationships & associations with Zena, Poppy, & their server, I found myself feeling betrayed, abandoned, discarded, & frankly, mistreated. As one by one the people who only a month ago reached out to me to check in on my mental health & said they would forever care about me began to distance from me or block me, pressured by Poppy & Zena into some false test of loyalty (read: compliance), I felt an immense anger bubble inside of me. Rage began to fuel a desire to force the people I once considered my closest circle to see the pain & despair they had left me in, & more importantly, to ensure they knew exactly how I was made to feel.

I pretty plainly explained what I meant. I may not condone many of their actions, but I finally get it. I get the rage that led to this campaign, the desire to take back control over your life, story, and situation after feeling broken down from the manipulation & abuse. All it took Annie to do in order to not make this mistake was read something, but what a silly thing to expect from someone who makes a living off of writing, right?

Additionally, in that discord server, owned by streamer & professional Guy Who Makes Being the Least Liked Person in Every Room Part of His Personality Goddamnit Malcolm, if you literally scroll to the next fucking week, you will see me doing the exact opposite of what Annie says that I did.

But of course, Annie isn't satisfied with only this lie. Go big or go home right?

Two things, but I want to start with the first. The conversation she is referring to is an argument when the final split happened between me and the Foundation members that I had with Twisty in DMs.

As you can see, I never once used the word disgusted towards her. I expressed anxiety over what I felt was broken trust by someone who I had invited to my home IRL for dinner with my family due to Twisty helping me with a school project. I was highly emotional and in retrospect I wish I'd handled this conversation better but I stand by my sentiment because the lack of good faith being given to me by everyone because of Poppy demanding Twisty cut ties with me was extremely distressing.

Secondly, I want to address the suicidal ideations in the room. For months everyone in the Foundation took great care to cry crocodile tears about how so many on Milena's side of things were making fun of my suicide attempt or accusing me of faking suicide attempts or ideations for attention.

Remember this post from White Nervosa of White Forest? I do.

Now compare to the way Annie, someone who literally posted on her site criticizing this exact post

talks about me now:

Annie literally talks like reddit incels. Lovebombing you until you reject her in some way and then turning to making the most nasty, meanspirited comments that go against everything said before just as a petty way to get back at you.

Now, I don't wish to make this the point of the post, but unless I address it, this will be the only thing brought up in response.

I have never defended Hayleigh. I have always supported Poppy as a person coming forward with a claim of SA, & I continue to do so, because, regardless of your feelings on whether Hayleigh actually assaulted Poppy or whether rape via deception is a valid argument, I don't think those things matter as much because I know from being close to them that the pain and trauma that Poppy experienced is real.

You don't have to believe me, and if I'm being honest, I don't know my thoughts on it because of the messy nature of things, and I choose to stay out of the legal implications of Poppy's claim. But I don't doubt her experience, so I don't believe that what you call it is what matters.

And as for the rape accusations against Milena, my official word on that is that I choose to remain neutral until I've seen all side's cases. Annie lies so often that if she posted the sky was blue I'd still look out my window to verify first, and there are three sides to every fucked up story, so until I am informed, I choose to believe in Schrodinger's allegations. If it turns out they are valid, I will criticize those and demand accountability from Milena, but until I see that evidence and see the counter claims in full, I cannot in good conscience continue the cycle. The more reasonable people had the same reaction to my incident with Aztec, and I neither fault nor blame them for taking that stance, as I cannot prove it happened and have no desire to, especially because I wish to avoid Aztec taking any harassment for it. I wish to be believed, but I will settle for "I believe Saige's pain is real but cannot confirm the story happened, bad if it did tho," which is how I'm treating the Milena ones. Will that be good enough for Annie? Nothing ever is.

Finally, I want to address the implicit doxxing threat:

Threaten to doxx me and threaten my job one more time, Annie, and you will come to regret doing so. I know you made fun of me for telling you that I will explore my legal options (despite Poppy & Zena going $10k in debt hiring a defamation lawyer so bad at his job he couldn't even spell his client's names correctly in the demand letter he took months to send out, but I forgot, Poppy & Zena can do anything & it's justified), but I'm being serious. I am not threatening to doxx you, because doing so is immoral, especially under a Donald Trump presidency.

But I have a family that your actions would be harming, a partner & a best friend (that I know you say you will not go after, but forgive me for not trusting a single word you say), all that I love & care for very deeply that, should you choose to make them collateral, is crossing a line you cannot walk back from. And I have a job that I am very protective of and attached to that I in fact do enjoy, and if you begin to cause issues for me at work, I will respond in kind. That is not a threat. That is me telling you exactly what I will do, in plain English. I said it before, but I am not the person you want to do this with, and I guarantee you Poppy & Zena know that a lot better than you apparently do.

This is my final word on the subject. I don't know all of the shit surrounding Annie that she has been cancelled for in the past, and really I don't care, but I don't need it to know that she is an unhinged liar who is dangerous to any community she is in, especially when she is being used to shield Zena & Poppy from the responsibility of their actions.

Context list for people who don't have it:

My original post

My follow up

Zena & Poppy

Annie Gallagher

Milena

The Poppyandzena tumblr blog

Goddamnit Malcolm

[belladovah]

60+ Brand New Mods for The Sims 2!

Another quarter of 2024 has passed, so I’ve compiled every single mod I found for The Sims 2 released in July-September 2024 and showcased them all in a video and written a list on my website!

Check out the Video:

✨Check out my website post✨

Thank you to all the creators that shared their mods this past month and made this video possible💚@jellymeduza, @lamare-sims, @jacky93sims, @episims, @pforestsims, @simnopke, @tvickiesims, @curiousb, @crispsandkerosene, @picknmixsims, @gummilutt, @angelapleasant, @hugelunatic, @latestfire, @morepopcorn, @antisocialbunnysims, @zena-dew-drop, @renalp96, @applewatersugar, @lordcrumps, @dystopianam, @andrevasims, and more!

[bookie-bookdust]

Hi Bookie!!!

Just a quick question 🤨 where is LUCIA’S APPRECIATION POST😤😤 WE WANT TO HEAR ABOUT HER TOOOOOOOO♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️

(of course if you don’t have the time ignore this🫶)

♥️myokk

AHGIELAGJIWALHAFEKAGEKAGHURKGAHURAGIHERGUAERIHGAEUUWEIGAHU @myokk omg wait thank you 😭 😭😭😭🥺🥺🥺🥺 I feel like I never talk about her on tumblr besides posting screenies so I probably should 😂

okay okay so

LUCIA COMPARI ✨😈

She's my one and only Ravenclaw chaos gremlin with a penchant for dark magic, binge eating, and is a kleptomaniac.

In SSFS, her name nor backstory are ever brought up. This was mostly because I hadn't planned for it to be that long of a fic LOL. But ya know how that goes. MC is unquestionably her. I do plan on bringing her whole story into a future fic (which all of this is subject to change at any notice because I'm indecisive lol).

BACKSTORY: Girlypop's family is from Italy, though her status-conscious Halfblood family has been in the British countryside for two gens now. Her parents were having difficulty conceiving and used some unsavory methods of magic to have her, but she ended up being a squib as a result. They're deeply ashamed of her, and she's a bit of a Harry-type that she lives in their basement, isn't invited to social events, and just does chores and keeps out of their way. She's deeply obsessed with magic though, studies it, steals books on it, etc. Until one night while hunched over a tome, ancient magic bursts out of her and burns the entire basement to soot. And then she gets her ass shipped off to Hogwarts (seventh year - not fifth). Her parents try to shower her with attention and praise once she becomes magical, and uh, no thanks. I'll just say it doesn't end well.

PERSONALITY: Known to wear slightly mismatched clothes in a variety of patterns, colors, etc as so much of what she owns (during her time at Hogwarts in particular) is from her over-zealous use of alohomora around Scotland lol. I'm working on some clothing mods for her!! She loves collecting random things and hoarding as she was never allowed to as a child. She's very intelligent but extremely reactive which continues to put her in the line of fire (she's an Aries, after all). Almost everything that happens to her is her fault (or Sebastian's lol). She loves to complain about wanting some peace and quiet and then proceeds to do the exact opposite. She has difficulty expressing her feelings, but everything she's thinking is written all over her face. She looks at magic in a gray zone and is a clever duelist. To her, it's about survival.

AT HOGWARTS: She holds the record for worst attendance in Hogwarts history lol. In most of my AUs, she doesn't ever graduate her seventh year 😏 (maybe that's a spoiler but oh well LOL). She enjoys charms, runes, and arithmancy. Her ROR is a massive mess of stolen books, trinkets, pie tins lol, and melted candles with wax dripping onto every surface. She avoids the professors, ditched the Keepers, and refuses to be a quest solver for everyone in the damn castle.

Sebastian takes a liking to her immediately after she outsmarts him in the DADA duel. Their relationship is uhhh...LOL. They're a chaos couple that have the same stubborn personality. In almost all of my AUs (in my head because they're all hiding on my computer) he's taught her sooooo much magic that she missed out on. He took the "my charge" thing seriously lol, and even if she says she hates him (she doesn't), she thinks he's the most brilliant person she's ever met. They bond heavily over murder, trauma, and the Dark Arts and are extremely protective of each other. He absolutely loves getting under her skin, and she loves to scowl at him. 10/10 would sacrifice herself for him - they always go down together. It's basic, I know, but they're my OTP🥰

OTHER SHIT: Loves pie and pumpkin pasties. I have an AU where she's sent to Azkaban for ancient magic and Solomon's death, and Seb's a bit loony after using a time turner so many times trying to save her. If she had a job at the Ministry, she'd be a cursebreaker, but I see her more so living a happy life in the middle of nowhere with Sebastian running a questionable business together as for-hire cursebreakers/artifact hunters/sellers lololol. She cannot stand Cressida Blume. DESPISES HER. Her closest friends are Poppy Sweeting and Samantha Dale. Honorary mention to Imelda Reyes as well. Her hair is always wild and knotted and everyone has accepted it at this point. Without fail, she'll forget her gloves when its cold. The things that come out of her mouth would make an old Victorian woman have a stroke😈

OKAY I WILL STOP YAPPING FOR NOW. I can't think of anything else. I was up until almost 3 am last night and my brain is fried hahahaha. Thank you so much for asking about her 🥺

If you read all this, thank you I love you 😂💙

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Stella Goetia rp/ask account!

-blog owner is @smolomega-9 and is 18+

-will probably be rude or mean given it’s a character blog. It’s just in-character, please don’t take it personally or seriously! Stella is kind of an offensive personality

-Stella is pan/bi on my blog

-ask me your questions!

-will probably use the ✨💘 emoji combo for mod notes

-it doesn’t hurt to specify if you’re asking the mod OR Stella a question or statement in your ask

-I’m going to play Stella both in canon and for AUs, so I might take DRASTIC creative liberties with her personality (aka I might make her kinder than she is canon at times)

-if you don’t like how I handle Stella, PLEASE I empower you to find another blog who suits your fancy, be happy ❤️🫶 light and love and all that

-OC friendly

-mod is a strella shipper!

-because I’ll be utilizing this blog for AUs and alternative interpretations of the character, I MIGHT lean some what on HB critical because I think Stella was written kinda unfairly at times, but at end of the day I’m still a fan! I’m just very passionate about Stella and have lots of opinions about her as a woman myself

-this blog is for fun! It’s meant to be for fun, so let’s just keep basic common sense and manners in mind when we interact with each other and have fun ❤️

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names Robbie. Thought this would be... Cool or something. Dunno how much I'll be here.

Don't be weird. Just dont.

Toby you freak, i KNOW your here. Get the hell out

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BOO!! stole Robbie's phone again, loserrr~ I'm Hilda Xb Hilda V!! Yeah!!

hilda reference:

robbie literally looks the exact same lmao

🐦‍⬛💊 I MADE ANOTHER ONE LMAO.

Quick cw- this blog will cuss ALOT. It's a teenager, what do you expect? AS A TEENAGER, I also cuss ALOT lmfao

here's some rules.

-appropriate asks. Flirting and innuendos is fine, funny even, but like. He is like. 16. So. Yk.

-do NOT flirt with hilda. She's 11 years old for Pete's sake!!!

-no hateful shit like. Cmon man. No terfs, Nazis, homophobes, etc etc

-you can bully Robbie, but please don't bully me, ill cum/j but seriously don't be a dick. Not just to me but other mods too.

I made this blog on a whim after being inspired by @iceb4gw-c and also seeing literally NO Robbie blogs. Where's my emo (he's technically goth-punk) teen son???

HCs that will be used (updated as we go along):

-VERY bisexual. Probably in the closet about it though (I'm allergic to happiness can't you tell)

-him and tambry broke up. It wasn't anything crazy, and it was a mutual choice so dw.

-still has his band, tho they barely play anymore

-has a shitty yt channel with Thomson where they do ghost hunts.

-hes still a little bit of a dick. Who am I kidding, he's alot of a dick, just less so.

-HE HAS. A GUN. WHY? WHY NOT.

-secretly really likes girly pop must like several timez. Will NEVER admit it tho

-SOMEHOW ended up working in the local bar? Usually a bar tender, but is a bouncer from time to time too. His boss's name is Mr. Russo and he's ✨ Italian ✨

-also for some reason helps with the local paper (yk, the one written by Toby?). Probably because how unsorted everything is actually drives him nuts, so now he helps as a journalist. If you ask him about it, he will deny it though.

-maybe thing for Thompson? (@thom-thunderstruck) He can't tell if he mildly hates him or not

-birthday is June 15th. Don't ask why he just feels like he was born in June to me

Edit: if you read the HC above, uhhh- yeah when I wrote it i completely forgot the Stan twin's birthday was June 15th like. Entirely. Just go with it lmao

HILDA FAX!!! :

-shes Robbie's little sister!

-CHRONICALLY lonely. Give this girl a friend

-has fought half of gravity falls and WON

-has a weird skull collection <3

-goes out of her way to annoy Robbie

-wendy is her favorite of Rob's friends <3

-she KNOWS her brother is gay asf...

-11, ALMOST 12.

-birthday is February 14th!

-diagnosed with ASD and POTS

Anyway that's all have fun

My other blogs: main- @/thecluelessdoctor, @/weirdmageddon-mabes, @/imbackbilly, @/mistamysterystan, @/the-undead-doctor-rp, @/deprogrammed-ford-pines, @/cipherjuice-bioexorist