#cute seaside cottage

[superkursunaskr]

[fairytaleprincessart]

[uykucubirkaplumbaga]

[meezoidd]

opened da2 yesterday to take screenshots and he looks SO cute here i had to make a picmix or i think id die

[juniperandjustice]

What a cute idea for a pet bed! 😍

Man’s best friend

[lunasilvis]

Why wait?

I got my dirty flirty 30s up first in a month bud

[aziraphales-library]

Hello!

Do you have any bookbinder Aziraphale/ gardener Crowley human au's??

Thank you!

The only fic I know of and can find that is specifically book restorer Aziraphale and gardener Crowley is the very popular and well-known...

Petrichor & Parchment by MrsNoggin (E)

“Mr. Crowley, I presume?” Aziraphale asked in lieu of an introduction, which was not forthcoming. The guy hadn’t even removed his sunglasses. Oh God, he had a tattoo on his face. Aziraphale wasn’t one to judge, but… what kind of gardener had a snake tattoo on his face?

But here are some gardener Crowley fics in which Aziraphale works with books in one way or another...

The Easter Petting Zoo by MM2022 (G)

“Didn’t you hold a duckling?” “Er,” said Aziraphale, looking up from where he was kneeling on the ground, trying to entice to most energetic of the kids frolicking around to get into his lap (he watched it attempt to climb a resting sheep earlier, and then the hay feeder, certainly his knees wouldn’t be much of a stretch?), and promptly losing his gift of speech. Addressing him was one of the animal handlers, the gorgeous red-haired man Aziraphale noticed as soon as he walked up to the mobile pen. Whickber Street Shopkeepers and Traders Association brings in a petting zoo for Easter, and bookseller Aziraphale stops by. A human AU meet-cute.

Turn To Face The Sun by his_infinitevariety (G)

Five times Crowley watches Aziraphale picking flowers, and one time Aziraphale is given flowers by Crowley.

Please Stay by curiouswriterkr (E)

Did the angel just insinuate-? Crowley grinned at him. Might as well take the invitation. “Well, I’d love to hear it one day over a glass of wine, then,” the gamble worked because Aziraphale beamed and wiggled. His lips parted and his eyes focused on Crowley’s sunglasses. “That would be delightful, Crowley,” his name rolled off Aziraphale’s tongue like it was a delicious chocolate raspberry truffle. In short, Crowley moves in next door to Aziraphale and sparks fly. And then so much miscommunication begins to happen and assumptions are made and things get very rocky indeed. (Because sometimes these two share a brain cell.)

Almost Heaven by pilatesandpinot (E)

English literature professor Azra Fell finally decides to go on sabbatical for a semester. If he were smart, he’d probably spend his time in the Mediterranean, go hiking across Europe or America, or perhaps learn the power of prayer and meditation. Instead, he settles into a seaside town called Abel’s Point, also known as “Almost Heaven”, hoping some time away from London will help him rejuvenate and write his memoir. Little does he know that the town will prove more than he bargained for. Not to mention his next door neighbor, Anthony Crowley, who happens to be the most flirtatious yet neurotic man in town.

and now all of my garden is grown in lavender by ilikeblue (E)

Popular queer romance author, A.Z. Fell, has been lying about having a husband and a happy marriage for years. Longing to escape a string of failed relationships and looking for a fresh start, Aziraphale moves into the cottage left to him by his Great Aunt Agnes. When a TV adaptation of one of his books leads to sudden popularity and throws him into the limelight, his fans (and the press) are eager to catch a glimpse of Aziraphale's own mysterious leading man. Unfortunately, he still has to cast someone for that role. Enter the handsome gardener… Under Crowley's meticulous care the cottage's neglected garden slowly comes back to life, and Aziraphale finds himself writing the most important love story he'll ever write: his own

- Mod D

[mochinomnoms]

Ok so this is totally inspired by the Ruggie being sick thing but sick Ptm Jade and Yuu taking care of him!!! I feel like somehow Azul would trick them into taking care of Jade (say he was busy or something with housewarden stuff). And when asked why Floyd can't take of his brother he'd butt in and say he hates how whiny Jade gets when sick. Idk I just have a feeling Jade would play up the dramatics when he's sick. And poor Yuu! Stuck watching the sick eel while endless fantasies go through Jade's head about a domestic lifestyle with them! And hopefully (but not likely) they won't have to see any nsfw thoughts this time!

-✨👀

Jade rarely gets sick, so when he does it's a whole ordeal of figuring out who takes care of his usual tasks and who will wrangle in Floyd (despite him and Floyd both stating that he's not Floyd's keeper and he thinks he's hella funny when he's up to shit.)

If we're setting this in ptm, then I can state with confidence that a second-year student named Marino De Reyes takes over Jade's tasks at Azul's request. And he does so beautifully. However, having someone to wrangle Floyd is a whole nother issue. Our sharky friend Tony is pushed to keep Floyd in check, as they're friends and Tony is typically more level-headed. However, when the two get together, their collective brain cells kinda die out and the two become menaces that actively encourage the other to get into shit. Honestly, Azul shouldn't be surprised, last the two were left to their own devices without someone to properly supervise, Floyd and Tony got tangled by a jellyfish's tentacles because, “they kinda looked like kelp and we wanted to see if they tasted good”. They got stung for over 15 minutes before Jade found them and had their fathers get them untangled.

They a little bit unhinged, to put it bluntly. So Azul and Aspen get busy wrangling their two friends from accidentally killing themselves parkouring on the roofs, So Azul, knowing that ptm!Yuu was taught first aid and care from the nurse, asks (begs) them to nurse Jade back to health. He can feel himself aging by the second, please Prefect, HELP.

So they do, and Jade is actually living in a delirious version of domestic bliss. Like, he actually thinks that you two are married and in your cottage by the forest and seaside. It makes the other students in the infirmary confused as hell, and the nurse giddy and teasing. Jade's not just wearing rose-tinted glasses, he got lasik surgery to have rose-tinted vision, because you can do no wrong. The fantasies he's having are actually quite sweet, just dreams of you two living together. You wake him up to take his medicine? He's visioning you hand feeding him breakfast in bed. Pushing his bangs away from his face to place a new wet towel on his fevering forehead? He's imagining you brushing your fingering through his hair. If Jade's sick enough to need someone else to take over tasks and have Azul owe you a favor to care for him, then he's just a bit delirious. For once, he's not filtering his words from his thoughts and just out right saying everything that his mind conjures.

“You're so pretty. A pretty, pretty pearl! Nurse Goethel, aren't they just beautiful? Ethereal, like seeing our galaxy in the night sky.”

“Pfft-oh? You're very correct Jade, wouldn't you agree, Prefect?”

“Um, well I—”

“I love your voice, my pearl. I can hear you speak all day…”

“Aw! How cute, did you know this Prefect? He's such a gentleman, you should go out—”

“You're so cute and sweet, I bet you taste sweet too~ I'd love to hear you moan for me as I—MmPH!”

Smothering a sick man with a pillow is not typically recommended by medical professionals, but you needed to preserve whatever bit of dignity you (and Jade at this point) had left. You thank the Seven that it was only you three in the room at that time. The week ends with Jade discharged and sent to his dorm with some antibiotics, but the nurse's teasing and swoons of young romance were just beginning…

(Now the real debate is whether or not Jade was actually delirious, or if he was pretending so he could say what he thought and gage your reactions. What do you think?)

[norel-ravenclaw]

Mine

Sanji • One Piece

Fandom: One Piece Live Action (OPLA)

Featured characters: Sanji

Genre: BDSM Erotica

Rating: 18+

Word count: 1900

Description: Requested by @kellerific93 … Dating Sanji has been a whirlwind romance. But now that you’ve been together for a while, he wants to introduce you to… new pleasures.

(I’ve only ever seen the live action One Piece, none of the anime or manga sorry!)

WARNINGS: | mxw | bdsm | collaring | light choking | begging | praise and reassurance, pet names | all the normal sex stuff | unsafe sex | not proofread |

“Finally, a break!” Sanji tosses our bags by the door of the lovely seaside cottage we’ve rented for the weekend.

The other strawhats are spending time in town, but we decided to spend some… quality time together.

And… something new.

As soon as the door is closed behind me, Sanji pushes me up against it.

“Oh!” I squirm against his much larger body as he presses himself fully against me.

He smirks down at me, leaning in close. One hand unbuttons his suit jacket. “Are you ready for this?”

I nod, my heart racing. “Y-yes sir.”

That’s all it takes to spark the flame in his eyes. “Good girl.” He strokes my hair and cheek tenderly, whispering, “I promise I’ll take good care of you. I won’t hurt you. Just relax and let me make you feel good.”

“…Mhm.”

“Remember the safe word?”

I chuckle. “Oregano.”

“Good girl.” He starts kissing down my neck as he unbuttons my shirt. “Tell me at any time to stop, and we can just do what we always do, alright darling?”

“Mhm.”

He roughly grabs my wrists and pins them against the door. “What was that? You will call me sir or master. Understood?”

“Ah!” His expression is dark and hungry like I’ve never seen. I see why he wanted me to try this with him. As much as we love each other, gentle lovemaking will never quite satisfy all of him. I agreed because, somehow, I wonder if I need the same thing.

He needs to dominate and be rough, and I need to finally listen to the secret urges within me - the need to surrender, to be forced and controlled.

“Yes master.”

He purrs, capturing my lips in a fierce kiss as he rips open my shirt and squeezes my breast. I’m not wearing a bra today, as he requested. His tongue pushes inside my mouth, stealing my breath.

I arch against him as he shoves a deliciously muscular thigh between my legs, forcing me to grind against him.

“Mmph! San- Ah! M-master!”

He briefly breaks the kiss, the air electric between us as he looks into my eyes, both of us already breathing hard.

“Keep your hands there,” he orders. Lunging in again, he kisses down my throat, impatiently pulling my pants down. His tongue and lips follow downwards between my breasts and lower as he kneels to pull my shoes and pants off.

They’re tossed aside carelessly, and his large hands rub up my thighs and hips, squeezing and massaging. Blonde hair tickles my chin as he stands.

I gasp as he roughly pushes my shirt off my shoulders. He throws it aside along with his jacket.

His eyes lock onto mine as he unbuckles his belt, slowing a little as he approaches again, taking my wrists and binding them with it.

“How’s this, hm? Gonna be a good girl for me and let me make you my captive?” His lips ghost over my ear, making me shiver. “I am a pirate after all. You’re my treasure.”

I swallow hard and nod. “Yes sir.”

Again his lips are on mine, and suddenly he’s throwing me over his shoulder. He carries me to the bedroom, and I catch only a glimpse of the phenomenal view upside down before being thrown down on the bed.

He kicks off his shoes, never breaking eye contact as he tugs off his tie and unbuttons his shirt. Those predatory eyes watch every movement, every change in my expression as he crawls onto the bed.

Giving in to instinct, as he had encouraged before, I back away from him. He smirks dangerously.

“Trying to run? How cute.”

He moves up to straddle my hips and makes a show of taking off his shirt, filling my view with his broad shoulders. Out of his pocket, he takes out an object I’ve seen before.

Sanji used it to propose this whole… game.

A collar.

We picked it out together in a red light district market. The sight of it makes my heart race even more.

In contrast to his domineering and rough treatment thus far, his touch is gentle, tender, as he brushes my hair aside enough to slip the collar around my neck.

Voice raspy and low, he hums in approval. “Gods you’re so pretty, kitten. Look at you.” He ties a thin ribbon to the collar ring, and gives it a tug. “All mine to do with as I please. Surrender to me completely.”

I mewl as he tugs me up for a kiss. Wrapping the leash around his fist, he uses his other hand to take off his pants. Little sounds come between us as I’m pulled about.

Then his hand is snaking up my thigh to pull down my panties. At last I am completely bare beneath him.

Sanji sucks in a breath. “…Fuck.”

Leaning down, his tongue latches onto my nipple.

“Ah! Master…!” I squirm as he touches and kisses me. He knows all my soft spots.

“Stop moving,” he orders. “If you don’t, I’ll just take you here and now.”

Keening under his ministrations, I desperately try to keep still. My body jerks and shudders with every touch, every hot breath, every brush of his hair against my skin.

“Such a naughty little pet, aren’t you?”

I whine, shrinking back. “I-I’m sorry, sir. Please don’t punish me. I’m trying to be good for you…”

Sanji bites his lip. “I know you are, darling. But you need better training, don’t you?”

I nod. He grins, finally taking off his underwear. Already hard and leaking pre, I can see exactly how much he’s getting off on this.

A gasp is ripped from me as he tugs on the leash. “I suppose since you’re just getting started, I’ll have mercy.” His long fingers brush between my legs, dipping into my slick entrance. “So wet for me already, hm? You like being manhandled and ordered about like this, do you?”

I bite my lip and arch against his hand. “Yes sir! Ahh…!”

“Mm… That’s it. Let me hear everything. You can scream and no one will hear you here.” He smirks and flicks my nipple with his tongue. “No one will come to save you.”

Moaning as he pushes three fingers inside me, he bullies me relentlessly. Twisting, rubbing, curling inside me, he loosens me far less gently than normal. His thumb rubs circles on my throbbing clit.

He shifts, using his thick thigh to push mine apart. Moving between them, I can feel his hardness against my leg.

The sounds my body makes as he works me open grow louder, and he watches with glazed eyes as his thick fingers sink into me over and over.

“I can hardly wait to have a meal of you, kitten. But I’m starving for more after such a long trip getting here.”

He removes his fingers and holds the up to my lips. When I hesitate, he says, “Go on. Clean them for me.”

Slowly, I obey. Opening my mouth, he presses his wet fingers against my tongue. I shiver as I lick my essence off, running my tongue between his fingers and sucking.

He shudders. “I have so much to teach you, my pet. I so look forward to your training~”

Impatient and in the mood to punish, he moves over me, aligning himself with my already dripping entrance.

I hold his intense gaze, my heart pounding out of my chest as he slowly pushes himself inside me. He doesn’t give me nearly as much time today to adjust to his thick girth, but seeing my discomfort, he strokes my hair.

“So good. Taking me so well, aren’t you? I knew you could do it, kitten.” He sucks in a breath as he bottoms out, groaning loudly. “I love you so much. Fuck, so much. So good for me.”

His large body cages me in, tugging on my leash as he arches into me. Pulling back, the tight muscles try to repel him before sucking him in deeper.

We moan and keen in each other’s ears as he quickly settles into a rather desperate rhythm.

“Finally. I’ve been dying to be inside you for so long.”

I choke a little and writhe beneath him as he fucks me, my tied hands resting between us on his chest.

“M-master! Agh! Mm!”

While his pace is faster than he usually starts with, he’s not brutal in the strength behind it, allowing my body the chance to adjust a bit to the large intrusion.

The bright room is filled with all the maddening sounds of sex, and I am just losing myself to the cadence of his thrusts when he pulls out entirely.

With a sound as much of pleasure as frustration, he looks down at me, his wet cock throbbing. “I have so much planned for you, little one. I hope you’re ready.

I am left to his mercy as he manhandles me into a different position. My leg is hauled over his chest, leaving me open and dripping before he pushes back in.

Tugging the leash again, Sanji starts back up.

I moan and gasp, grasping desperately at his arm as he goes faster, pounding into me at a new angle that makes me see stars.

“S-Sanji! Ah! Master…!”

He curses under his breath. Adjusting the way his hips hit mine, his pelvis rubs against my clit enough to send me closer to the edge.

I can see through the tears pricking at my eyes enough to see his smirk. “Go on, I want you to cum for me, girl. I’m going to overstim you for the rest of the night until you’re begging me to stop.”

Suddenly his thrusts are mercilessly fast. Holding my leg against his chest, he keeps me from being able to move my hips away from the onslaught of overwhelming pleasure.

The sound of wetness and his panting is enough to propel me over the edge already.

“I’m g-going to- I’m coming!”

Looking up at his face, half hidden behind his hair, he nods. “Cum for me.”

The feeling of the collar cutting off a little of my air is a novel sensation, and I gasp and moan, surrendering to the sheer feeling of it all.

Hot pleasure seizes me as I cream all over his relentlessly thrusting cock, squeezing him so hard that he has to push a little harder to keep his tempo.

A loud moan echoes through the room along with the sound of my wetness. Sanji curses and flips me fully onto my stomach, pulling me into his lap. Hardly breaking his rhythm, he continues ruthlessly.

“Ah! W-wait!”

He chuckles darkly. “You’re mine to do with as I please, right? You’ll have to beg much, much better than that to persuade me to do anything, kitten.”

I whimper into the sheets as he leans down to pepper my trembling shoulders with kisses.

“I look forward to seeing just how much you can take, my love~ When we’re done in a bit, let’s go to the beach. I’ve always wanted to try fucking in the ocean~”

[superkursunaskr]

[rwrbficrecs]

September Faves

Enjoy these September recs from the team 🥰

Best Bar in The World by @pridepages (book-verse)

@heybuddy-drabbles: Well, I can now confirm that I'm 100% cerified a pridepages fan. The way she picks the themes of the original source and uses them in a different setting is just absolutely flawless, the same happens in Little Pages. It's gives you the same feelings of reading rwrb but also reading something new and different all at the same time.

My Brother’s Keeper by @indomitable-love (book-verse)

@janetical: Written in Philip’s POV, it tackles all the canon events in a frustrating yet heart-wrenching way. I knew what I was getting myself into when I noticed the POV, but I really did hate Philip less at the end of this fic. Everything is entailed in this little story: unresolved daddy issues and grief, internalized homophobia and Philip acknowledging Henry’s first time. It will make you cry, and it will end on a somewhat happy note.

For all the world to see by @everwitch-magiks (book-verse)

@suseagull04: This is a fic I couldn't put down! I'm always a fan of Henry being a writer in fics (so the description alone caught my eye), and the mix of cute moments with firstprince (and David) and plot twists had me hooked! It's also such an interesting look at the life of a writer and how difficult it is for them to have anonymity, which was especially interesting to me because of the writers strike in Hollywood.

he looks up grinning like the devil by @coffeecatsme (book-verse)

@read-and-write-: Also known as the frat boy AU, if you want some hurt/comfort that really does what it says on the tin. Don't be afraid because it is completely worth it!

written in the stars by @indomitable-love (book-verse)

@heybuddy-drabbles: This is just so beautiful. It's basically about Henry mostly. I didn't expect the "past" part would hit so hard but it did. I had to put it down a few times because it was truly heartbreaking but it has a happy ending. Don't be fooled like I was about it being all fluff. It's not, it's very nostalgic and they are apart for a long time but I still recommend it because, like I said, it's really beautiful.

Deep Blue by @myheartalivewrites (book-verse)

@thesleepyskipper: This was just a stunning piece of writing that does such a wonderful job of evoking images of the seaside cliffs, swimming in the cove and spending lazy days in the cottage above. At the same time, we get all that delicious pining and FWB to lovers fun within that beautiful setting. The spicy bits are beautifully done too! Highly recommend!

Rae of Sunshine! (series) by @three-drink-amy @indomitable-love @clottedcreamfudge @everwitch-magiks @the-amber-fox @villiageidiot @athousandrooms @welcometololaland @dustratcentral

@rmd-writes: I couldn't choose just one fic from this series gifted to me so I'm recommending them all, but every fic very much deserves the recommendation! Nine food-themed fics featuring everything from an exploration of Henry's life through food to chef!Henry to craft services trailer!Alex to matchmaker!Pez to the world's most cursed coffee habits from some of my favourite authors (and people)

What Do I Know? by @three-drink-amy (book-verse)

@babiemonk: The angst is so good I cried

Screw Your Courage to the Sticking Place (and forget macbeth is a fucking tragedy) by @celaestis1 (book-verse)

@babiemonk: So amazing, I didn’t want it to ever end. The angst was so good. The kidfic element was perfect. Possibly the perfect fic.

@dot524: I absolutely loved this one. Such a ride and I enjoyed every bit of it. I also really enjoyed the character of Alex’s daughter. Lots of complexity, great story arc.

God Save the Blessed American President Mom by @zipadeea (book-verse)

@babiemonk: This fucking broke me I cried for at least an entire day

@suseagull04: This is such an introspective look at Alex and Ellen's relationship (and Ellen as a character in general) and it's so good!

like father by rizcriz (movie-verse)

@indomitable-love: A really lovely and sensitively told conversation between Oscar & Henry, where Oscar catches Henry sneaking out of the lake house. This one got me right in my emotions. Very healing.

Bite Your Tongue On Purpose by Woodsarelovely (book-verse)

@darwinsfinchesx: Coffee Shop AU with a twist. This fic has some of the best dialogue I’ve ever read. It’s delightful, funny, and the characterization is on point. It leaves a big smile on my face every time I re-read it.

seldom what they seem by @jumpinginmuddypuddles (book-verse)

@gwiazdziarka: Sleeping beauty AU, where they don't need to fight with witches or dragons but there are... other problems. I love modern-day solutions to fairy-tale problems and here it actually just makes everything more complicated.

Mr. Bodypillow by @inexplicablymine (book-verse)

@gwiazdziarka: Yes, I recently recommended this one as wip, but now it's complete and I just need to bring it up again, because it deserves all the attention. Alex and Henry have the most amazing relationship here that goes outside of usual norms. It's also the warmest and the sweetest thing that I've read in a while. And it has great ace representation.

@read-and-write-: Is Ace!Alex very special to you? Do you want to feel like someone is wrapping you in a soft blanket? Then Mr. BodyPillow is for you! It's beautiful and will leave you feeling all warm and fuzzy inside

come pick me up by @smc-27 (book-verse)

@suseagull04: This fic will both make you laugh and give you all the feels. An awkward first interaction when Henry requests an Uber ride leads to an instant connection and sizzling chemistry, all leading to a conclusion that, although satisfying, will leave you wanting more of this verse!

the winner takes it all by @dumbpeachjuice (book-verse)

@myheartalivewrites: A Tour de France, rivals cyclists AU! Keeping a lot of the book dynamics, Alex and Henry find themselves competing against each other on the Tour — and then falling into bed. This has everything: thrilling sports passages (even though I haven’t ever watched the Tour in my life!), romantic tension, a great read.

Love-Love by @smc-27 (book-verse)

@myheartalivewrites: a tennis AU set at Wimbledon, which obviously holds a special place in RWRB hearts. Alex and Henry as rival tennis players who’ve hooked up once, and then end up as doubles partners. A quick read that left me all warmed up from the inside.

a flicker, a spark by acastle (book/movie-verse)

@daisymae-12: Wow I don’t have the words to truly convey how much I loved this fic. It diverges from canon at Kensington and the events that follow are so beautifully written. This fic made me cry over an OC, made me feel seen when I recognized parts of my own cultural background woven into a story, made my heart ache for everything Alex and Henry have been through and made me tear up some more. This is one of the most heart-wrenching canon-divergence fics I’ve ever read and I know I’m going to be thinking about it for a long time.

Baby, All At Once (This Is Enough) by @iboatedhere (book-verse)

@daisymae-12: This fic is such a lovely look into Alex & Henry’s life post-canon and had me absolutely melting from the softness of it all.

Will You Brie Mine? by @cha-melodius (book-verse)

@daisymae-12: A fic featuring cheese and Henry being the one to sell it, what’s not to love? This was such a sweet fic and I loved the interactions between them! @cha-melodius always writes such amazing fics, and this was no exception.

[humblemooncat]

Crystal (pt. 1)

Sit back and kick your feet up a while, we have a lot of places to go through!

So much so, this will need a reblog with a part 2!

@entropytea - Crystal, Balmung | Mist W13, P42

This house's layout was stunning! Despite it being a small, the use of lofts and partitions made the space seem so much larger!

Not to mention, it's all very beautifully furnished! It looked like I was walking into a designer home! Also, very big fan of the gazebo leading into the house. What a clever use of it!

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Crystal, Balmung | Goblet W9, Sultana's Breath Wing 1 Apt 39

The apartment was similarly gorgeous. The layout is beyond amazing, and really makes you feel like you're stepping into some sort of woodland hut that maybe you should not have. Cozy, but a little ominous at the same time!

@cadrenebula - Crystal, Balmung | Goblet W21, P60

He was trying to blend in with the flowers. Silly boy.

What a lovely FC hall! Very spacious, but at the same time very cozy!

I love all the facilities and how thoughtfully they cater to the company's residents. Even down to the little dressing room leading to the stage downstairs. Very cute.

I also had a toot around the rooms that were open, and I must say, there are a lot of pretty, creative rooms in there! Each one had its own distinct personality, and I loved looking through them all. <3

@alannah-corvaine - Crystal, Balmung | Mist W17, P18

All I have to say is wow

The interior of this house is so well-done, every nook and cranny is filled with decor that really brings the whole thing together! Along with the BGM, you'd think you were walking into an Ishgardian manor, not a seaside cottage!

Definitely worth a look if you're in the area! <3

@wayward-hatchling - Crystal, Coeurl | Goblet W23, P13

I was NOT expecting to be invited to an in-game pizzeria of all things! That said, it was VERY cute!!

It really does give off hometown pizzeria vibes, from the brick interior to the wrought iron-backed chairs. It's extremely charming, and I will definitely be coming back sometime.

But before I left, I had to give my husbuns a little dinner date. <3

HIGHLY recommend everyone to visit at some point! It's a very fun little place! And it even has an arcade!

Just mind the mascots. We've seen too many horror games to trust them...

@disaster-husbun - Crystal, Goblin | Empyreum W26, P42

First off, hello hello! Nice to see you as I rolled through! <3

You made such good use of the space and slots provided in a large! It's hard to do effectively without blocking off a good chunk of it, but it looks very nice! Spacious, but in a cozy way!

I loved how you decorated each space inside, though the warm, cozy study was my favorite.

My second favorite though, was the basement. The floral walls leading to the tables was very nice, and the walls would be a beautiful space to gpose if you need a patterned backdrop.

Overall, very beautiful home! I would highly recommend stopping in if you're in the area!

@cadrenebula - Crystal, Goblin | Empyreum W25, P59

Another cute FC hall!

I love the look of the cafe downstairs! It's bright and open while still feeling communal and cozy. I could see myself whiling away the time with a good book and a cup of tea down there.

Very clever with the bookshelf upstairs btw! It's a nice way to make the place cohesive while still giving everyone a little hideaway to their rooms!

Speaking of; both of the rooms are nice! The second room having only the bath is amusing, but I also totally get it. Sometimes you just need a hot bath and no thoughts. xD

I only had time to get to so many today, unfortunately, but I plan on getting the rest of Crystal and Primal done tomorrow!

Thank you all for allowing me into your beautiful homes so far! I can't wait to visit the rest!

[onpointedfeetandbrokendreams]

Day 3 - Painland Week

Day 3 of Painland Week 2024: August 5th - August 11th by @painlandweek

Prompt: First Kiss

Tags:  Alternative Universe, High-School AU, Summer Days, Everyone is alive

TW: None

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The car left Edwin in front of his uncle’s cottage by the sea just as the sun disappeared behind the horizon. He sighed self-deprecatingly, like every year, his parents loved to ship him out there on his own and forget about him for three months.

“About time you showed up!” A voice called out from the garden.

“Good evening, Crystal, what are you doing here?” He replied courtly.

“I was waiting for you, obviously, and you’re late.”

Crystal smirked, putting the book she had been reading in her bag and moving closer. She offered her hand to shake if not a bit mockingly, having finally given up on trying to hug him after many arguments on the matter. There was a group of people he met there every year, and she was probably the only one of them he respected enough to consider his friend, not that he would ever say it to her face.

“I assume you already have something planned for tonight?” Edwin asked.

“You know I do.” 

Being the only one of his friends that sometimes stopped by the house, Edwin’s uncle had always assumed Crystal was his girlfriend, no matter how absurd the idea was to both of them. The truth was, they had bonded over a shared interest in mystery novels and making fun of other people, but more often than not, they bickered because they liked the same boys. It was all in good fun, never serious, they had actually made a game out of it the second time it happened. The relationships born at the seaside were never meant to last, after all.

After dinner, Crystal dragged him to the first bonfire of the season where the rest of the group and some new faces were already gathered. Edwin didn’t hate bonfires, there were worse ways to spend an evening, but he hated being surrounded by too many people, so he took the drink they offered him and moved to the sidelines to sit down, leaving Crystal to dance on her own for a while.

“Not a party person?” Someone said, sitting next to him.

Edwin looked around, trying to understand if the person was talking to him. Since there was no one else, he replied:

“I am accompanying a friend.”

“Same, I don’t know anyone here. Name’s Charles,” the person offered his hand and Edwin introduced himself, shaking it.

He was about to give Crystal the signal to start another one of their challenges, but his eyes locked with Charles’, and he stopped. He found himself captivated by the way the fire danced over his skin and his smile softened his entire face, making his eyes sparkle. He had the distinct feeling that something was different this time.

“So, what do you like then?” Charles asked, oblivious to Edwin’s internal turmoil.

“I am not a very interesting person, I am afraid.”

“Oi, let me decide that.” Charles’ smile, if possible, grew even wider, and Edwin felt on the verge of a precipice about to swallow him whole.

Edwin tried to force an answering smile then, even if he knew it could not compare to Charles’. “Well, I read a lot, watch true crime documentaries, and I wish to write my own novel some day. What about you?”

They talked for the rest of the evening, about their favourite books, and their plans for University, and about anything, really. When Edwin said goodbye to go back to Crystal, he felt like he was floating on air.

–

“Oh my god, that guy was so cute, why didn’t you introduce us? You’re not trying to cheat by getting a head start, are you?” Crystal complained the following day while they were walking towards the beach.

He didn’t know how to explain it. This had never happened before, to either of them, and they didn’t have rules he could apply to know how to proceed.

“Nothing happened,” he settled for. “You were dancing and I didn’t want to bother you.” It was a lie, he knew she could probably tell too.

She raised a brow. “Edwin? Spill.”

“It’s nothing. If I see him again, I’ll introduce you, okay?”

If she had any suspicions about Edwin’s real motives, she never mentioned it, but he should have known introducing them was a mistake. The three of them spent a blissful week together, laughing, playing cards, and exploring the city, but he could see Charles and Crystal growing closer as the days passed. And how could he not be infatuated with her, she was so full of life and happiness, while Edwin was a lonely bookworm who couldn’t stay for too long in the sun because he burned too easily.

After a while, he stopped going out. He wasn’t mad at Crystal, at either of them really, but he couldn’t stand the thought of seeing them together.

“Edwin, please, just talk to me, what happened?” Crystal asked for the umpteenth time. She had called him, tried to talk to his uncle, and even sent him a letter, of all things, but he didn’t know what to do. How could he explain that twist in his stomach he had felt watching her and Charles playing in the sea.

“Please, Crystal, leave me alone,” he replied, in the same way he had replied for three days now.

“I miss you,” she admitted. They had never been explicitly affectionate with one another, it had always been a silent agreement, like many others, so the phrase was like a punch to his gut, because, if he allowed himself to be honest, he missed his friend too.

“I’m sorry,” he said instead, his voice breaking a little.

He heard some shuffling noises, so he imagined she had sat on the floor in front of his door. “You were there every time I cried because my parents ignored me, and when David turned out to be super toxic, let me be here for you now, tell me what I did, please, I really don’t understand.”

Great, now we’re both crying like idiots from the opposite sides of a door, he thought, hating himself a bit more.

“I will get over it, Crystal, I just need some time,” he whispered, hoping she could hear the honesty in it.

“Is this about Charles?” she said it like it had just occurred to her, like it had not been written on Edwin’s face since the first time he met him. “Because, sure he is cute, and he would make a fun addition to my body count, but that’s it.”

Edwin’s world suddenly began to spiral, the wallowing turned into anger, and he slammed the door open. “What? How can you call him a fun addition to your body count?”

Crystal looked torn between shock and relief. “What do you mean? We have been playing this game with new guys for years!”

“I know, but I-” he stopped himself, he didn’t know how to finish that sentence.

“It’s true then, you like him for real,” Crystal brought her hands up to her mouth. “Why didn’t you tell me?”

He sat down next to her, their arms almost touching. “I didn’t know how. I was afraid to ruin our friendship by breaking the game,” he admitted. It was too honest, too raw, but Crystal had been the first to admit she missed him, so he felt like he owed her one.

“I don’t like you just because of that, you know?”

Edwin’s lips curled in a tentative smile. Still, he had to know. “So… Did something happen?”

He knew the answer from the way Crystal didn’t meet his eyes. “It was just a kiss.”

Edwin buried his head in his arms, so that his next words were muffled:

“I could never compete with you…”

Crystal bumped their shoulders together, her tone turning more aggressive:

“I don’t want to hear any of that, what happened to my friend? The one who never refuses a challenge and who thinks he is better than anyone else? Wash your face, wear your prettiest shirt and come back out there with me. He’ll never choose you if you run away to hide in your room. We make fun of people who do that, remember?”

“But,” he tried to complain, and was immediately interrupted again:

“It was one kiss, and it was messy, we were both upset. You know it meant nothing, I would tell you if it did.”

He couldn’t admit she was right on the same day he had apologised to her, but he did go back to his room to do exactly what she said, which was an admission in itself.

–

Edwin fixed his hair again, looking at his reflection on the door, earning an elbow on the ribs from Crystal. He had never felt that nervous before, usually his annoyance came from boredom or disinterest. He bit the inside of his cheek.

“Welcome, welcome!” greeted Monty letting them in. He was another new acquisition in their usual summer group, and he had been accepted instantly because he had a big house and he was allowed to throw parties in it.

They mingled with the crowd, pretending not to be searching for a very specific pair of brown eyes, but Charles still found them almost immediately, like a magnet.

“Hey Edwin, haven’t seen you for a couple of days, we missed you!”

“He wasn’t feeling well,” supplied Crystal before he could say something stupid like ‘I doubt that’. 

“Glad you are feeling better now.”

“Thank you,” Edwin replied, then, taking a deep breath, he added:

“Would you like to dance? With me?”

Charles’ eyes widened before moving for a moment to Crystal, who shrugged, and back to him. He grinned. “Yeah, mate, sure.”

“You know, I had almost given up,” Charles said with a chuckle when they were left alone. “I thought I had read this all wrong and you were not interested in me.”

Edwin had to force himself not to flinch. “Quite the opposite, actually,” he took a moment to put his thoughts in order, “I was confused because I have never felt this way about someone before, and it scared me.”

He tentatively raised his eyes to search Charles’ expression, but the other was still grinning brightly. Emboldened, he took one step closer, and then another.

“We’ll figure it out together, yeah?” whispered Charles.

Edwin nodded, bashful, before closing the remaining space and brushing their lips together. Suddenly, the prospect of spending another summer at the seaside didn’t sound so bad.

[soaps-mohawk]

With all this angst, im coping by picturing mega finally getting her seaside cottage dreams (ToT) The pack spoiling her by letting her paint her room whatever color she likes and decorate her own space outside of military regulations

All the shenanigans plus omega getting all domestic <3 little things like swimming together, cuddling during thunderstorms, cooking together. Holidays together like christmas, new years, halloween <3

Maybe she gets really into cooking for her pack. Maybe she has a sourdough starter on the counter that gets forgotten and spills out everywhere. Kyle thinks its an eldritch being that wants to devour the house.

Ghost freshly mopping the kitchen after a flour fight breaks out and playing guard until the floor is dry like an irritated grandma xD no walking on the bloody floors or hes gonna GET you.

(This is the only thing keeping me sane heLP)

That is a great way to work through it. Them finally retiring to give 'mega what she wants. Her little cottage that she can decorate and be all domestic in with her pack. No stress, no worry, no fear anymore 🥺

Not the sourdough starter 😂 I'd so do that though I thought about it and then decided I'd forget it so easily lmaoo

You'll get whacked (playfully) if you try to walk on Simon's clean floors mhm

This is so cute though 🥺 what a great way to work through the angst.

[hollyhomburg]

Ahhhh I would love cottagecore fit inspo pics from you, I just know you look so cute ❤️

This was what I wore yesterday to go to the grocery store!!! It’s giving omega who lives in a seaside cottage and hears something mysterious in the night only to find an injured alpha (it’s jungkook) and nurse him back to health~

[aziraphales-library]

hi!! do you have any soft crowley fics through aziraphales pov? could be either fluff or hurt/comfort, and maybe some ineffable wives if you could find any?

and thank you all so much, you are carrying this fandom!!!!! i appreciate all the hard work that goes into running this blog ❤️

Hello! Here are some soft Crowley fluffy and/or hurt/comfort wives fics for you...

two snow angels (demons) against the world by Flores_De_Junio (G)

“Do you want to make a snow angel with me? We can have them hold hands.” “Oh angel, I'm not sure I could.” “Why do you say that?” “I'd be so overwhelmed with the urge to kiss you I would destroy them completely.” In which Crowley wants to make her girlfriend's birthday special and she is also head over heels in love.

Meet-Cute In A Ditch by die_traumerei (G)

Aziraphale takes a header into a ditch. Crowley hauls her out. They fall in love. That's it, that's the story.

This is Beauty by ShesAKillerQueen98 (G)

Aziraphale wants to get a short, tight skirt, because she thinks it'll make Crowley happy, but she only succeeds in making herself uncomfortable. Luckily Crowley is there to comfort her.

Depth of Beauty by Lady of Prompts (G)

“I’ve been wanting to…experiment a little…” Aziraphale tugged at her new dress. She’d thought it very fetching in the shop, belted tartan with wide lapels, short skirt and sleeves, neckline a little daring. But compared to Crowley, she looked…dull, uninspired. “You have? Since when?” “Ah. Well. A month or so. Since…since we moved.” Aziraphale waved her hand vaguely to indicate the entire cottage. “I thought it might be nice to – to try something and…” She pulled at her hair. The plan had been for shoulder-length curls, tighter than Crowley’s, but as they’d grown, they’d simply become more unruly, transforming into a frizzy, tangled mess. A disaster. A nightmare. This was why it was better not to try. -- Aziraphale needs a change. She wishes she felt beautiful, confident - more like her wife. Crowley, though, sees the beauty within her. She just wishes Aziraphale could see the same.

Good Luck, Angel! by Baeruto (M)

Only Azira carries the burden of her truth. Only she has the ability to dig into the dusted vault inside of her mind and pull out memories best left untouched. Despite that, she digs them out anyway. Not often – never often – but consistently enough that they may never be forgotten. Ribbons of scarlet curled hair between her pale fingers, the image flashes behind her eyelids, Azira remembers. *** After seven years of unhappy marriage, Azira finds herself in a cottage by the seaside with an achingly familiar face for a neighbor. Will she finally allow herself to feel the emotions she worked so diligently to keep locked inside?

Serendipity by Dukeofnone, MagpieWords (T)

noun. a development of events by chance in a beneficial way. College is about finding yourself, but how do you find something you haven't defined yet? A music student and a culinary student have no reason to meet, and even less reason to become friends. Somehow, something that wasn't meant to happen leads them to finally define what their lives will become.

- Mod D