#dreamer legacy

[okmilli-sims]

Old Friends

Blythe and Gianna head out to hang and Gianna bumps into an old friend...

Journey! Off-camera, Journey and Gianna went to prom as friends! Journey asked her because admittedly he’s had a maybe not so small crush on her, but as you know Gianna has been fooling around with Kaci and Tomi so she just wasn’t available. He thought asking her (as friends) would be chill and Gianna was happy to go with Journey. Not only would it piss off Jolene, but Journey is one of her closest friends and always a good time, so she knew the night would be eventful. They go downstairs to catch up.

They haven’t spoken a ton since graduation which was a few months ago. Everyone has been so busy, especially Gianna, she hasn’t had much time outside of classes and her family. Journey is enrolled at Foxbury too, but Gianna isn't on campus much so they never bump into each other. Journey is a history major and wants to be a teacher! He rents a house in Copperdale with fellow Preppy, Jelani, who Gianna is also good friends with. Gianna and Journey sit and talk for hours until it gets to the point where Blythe heads back home. The night is still young so they go to the Jazz/Comedy club up the street. The ambiance of the club gets them a bit...flirty...

After talking really closely and tons of sly flirting, Gianna leans in for a kiss, only to get REJECTED?! Journey pushes Gianna away, scoots over, and says maybe they should call it a night. Gianna is completely embarrassed by this and gets up and leaves after a hurried goodbye. She goes to the pub in Britechester and makes out with the first person she sees.

[dcvina-claires]

i love it when a piece of media is like: is there anything more painful than knowing your sibling? is there anything more tragic than knowing they are the only person who will ever share the same experience as you? they were the only constant in your life. they were there since birth and now, no matter how they betray you, you will still love them. you will always feel the need to protect them even if you can no longer bring yourself to talk to them. will anyone else be able to understand? will anybody be able to love you and hate you and fear you the same way a sibling loves you and hates you and fears you? no, probably not

[cherrys-writings]

Do you have any idea when ur next fic is going to be out ?

18+ only

Missed You

You stumble through the dark halls of your family’s estate, the promise of your bed the only thing keeping awake now. You round the corner, there’s a light under your door. Silently opening the door and walking through the sitting area to your bedroom. Through the dim glow you can just make out Grayson under your blankets, fast asleep with the most adorable pout on his face. You tip-toe by, slipping into just a long t-shirt and watch him for a minute. Grayson shifts around groaning, “So wet for me. Dirty girl, you gonna let me have a taste?”

You stare, open mouthed, at your boyfriend; his mumbles pleas pushing away your fatigue momentarily.  

“It’s been too long, Dove, need you to come on my face. Won’t stop ‘til you’re crying.”

Before you know it, you’re on your knees beside his sleeping form, kissing his stomach where his shirt rumpled up. Grayson sighs, but shows no sign of waking. You lean down to kiss your way up his neck, quietly giggling at how responsive he is, leaning his head to the side asking for more. Slowly, you kiss and nip your way to his ear murmuring, “Wake up, Gray.” 

After an eternity, he stirs, hands tangling in your hair, “You’re home,” his voice raspy, “I wanted to be the first person to see you when you got back, Dove.” 

He kisses you long and slow, like he could make the moment last forever. You pull away, resting your forehead against his, “Were you having a good dream?”

Grayson’s eyes widen, instead of responding, he pulls you down for another searing kiss. Tongue sliding against yours, savoring the soft gasps that escape. He groans when you suck his lip into your mouth, softly biting him. His hands wander down your body, squeezing your ass, sliding down the backs of your thighs, guiding your knees apart until you’re straddling him. You feel the rumble of another groan against your mouth when he realises you aren’t wearing panties and immediately grinds your soaked core against him.

 “Awe sweetheart, did hearing my dream make you all needy? You gonna let me fix that?” 

You nuzzle his neck, humming your assent and trailing open mouthed kisses along his jaw. He sits up, pulling his shirt over his head, ruffling his light hair. You let yourself stare and trace the familiar lines on his body. Grayson Hawthorne. Your Gray. It’s been too long since you’ve been this close to him. Though you memorised every inch of him, the curve of his shoulders and feel of his flushed skin against you, your sleep-addled brain needs to make sure he’s real. 

  “Now that you have me you can’t decide what you want.”Grayson gently lifts your chin with his finger, “How about you sit on my face, Dove? I need to feel you gushing all over me, taste you for real. Please.”

Your mouth collides with his, pushing him down on the mattress, hungerly silencing whatever filthy words were about to follow. He could make you come by his words alone. Pulling away and smirking at his lust blown eyes, you shuffle up his body, resting your hands on the headboard. Impatiently, Grayson hooks his arms around your thighs, tugging you down to him. Moaning at how tightly he presses you against his face, tongue slowly moving against your folds. Gray’s groans send sparks up your spine, arousal pooling against his mouth. He circles your clit with his tongue, the lightest touch making you writhe against his hold, it’s somehow too much and not enough. Grayson has an iron grip on your thighs, firmly keeping me seated when he seals his lips around your clit, sucking harshly. 

“Grayson,” you wail, nearly doubling over, your hands tangled in his hair. Tears pricking at your eyes at the tightening in your abdomen, moans falling from your lips. His name catches in your throat, white overtaking your vision. Grayson’s tongue teases your entrance, thumbs stroking your oversensitive bundle of nerves, as you fall apart above him.

“Taste better than you did in my dream, Dove,” Grayson murmurs against you. 

One isn’t enough for him. Grayson lazily drags his tongue along your slit, flicking your clit every time. You gasp, shuddering thighs clamping around his head. Vibrations from his groans send fire up your spine. Combined with his merciless tongue, you’re falling apart all over again, nearly going limp. Grayson manhandles your pleasure wracked body until you’re resting your head on his chest, unconsciously rubbing your overstimulated cunt against his bulge. 

“Fuck, I need you Gray,” you whine.

He chuckles at just how needy you’ve gotten, helping you clumsily take his pants off. Then he’s stretched above you, rubbing his cock through your folds. You watch as his leaking cockhead slides through your arousal, bumping your clit each time. 

Grayson pulls your hair back, forcing you to look at him, “you’re gonna look me in the eyes when I shove my cock into you.”

His eyes nearly black with lust hold yours as he pushes into you, groaning loudly, “fuck I missed this pussy.” 

Grayson rests his forehead against yours, grinding his hips slowly against yours. You wrap your legs around his waist, whining and pulling him tighter against you. Grayson continues the torturously slow rolling, barely pulling out before hitting that spot deep inside of you over and over. He bites and sucks along your neck leaving deep purple marks, pulling more broken moans from you. Grayson groans when your nails dig into his back, shallow scratches decorating his shoulder blades. 

“Love being inside you,” he pants into your ear, “never wanna leave.” 

You let out a long wail when his hand finds your clit, rubbing tight circles. 

“That’s it, Dove. One more.” he punctuates his words with several hard thrusts, punching the air from your lungs. 

“Grayson,” your words breathy, “Grayson, ff-fuck Grayson please. Pleasepleaseplease.” 

White overtakes your vision once more as you come, scream caught in your throat, clenching hard around Grayson’s dick. Grayson bites your shoulder, silencing the moans of his own release. He continues rutting into you, whining. He rolls to his back, pulling you with him to rest on his chest, fingers trailing down your spine. You let out a small yawn, fatigue creeping back in. 

“Rest up, Dove,” Grayson whispers, “I’m not letting you leave this bed come morning.”

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transcript:

1 - and life goes on... 2 - new bonds... 3 - new loves... 4 - new hobbies... 5 - new realities... 6 - meeting new people... 7 -and a terrible weather :P

[daisycoloredsims]

venessa jeong, upcoming & coming starlette ♡♡♡ dirk dreamer, professional baseball player for the yankees

venessa sporting the evelyn top & lorelai pants from @serenity-cc CAMELIA COLLECTION

[berrycactus]

The romance festival has come around and Alysia scored a cute date for the evening! Alysia and Jejomar had a splendid date and Alysia could not be falling harder for him, a new relationship has bloomed 🥰

[depictingdrew]

[simplyamazingsims]

Indi's maternity shoot 🫶🏾🥹

[therichantsim]

Stallworth S16.Ep:12

[belsasim]

The siblings took some selfies together :-)

[pleasanttaleswithkaityb]

In the whimsical world of Pleasantview, Orion Pleasant-Dreamer stands out as a beacon of childhood dreams and dynamism. With his mane of curly red hair and glasses perched on his nose, he's not just any child; he's a Capricorn destined for greatness in the esteemed ranks of Llama Scouts. As hyper as a hummingbird and generous as summer days are long, Orion's days are a flurry of activity, from the gallant pursuit of scout badges to the heartfelt sharing of his daydreams with anyone who'll listen. In this playful realm, his aspirations are as towering as the tales of the heroes he idolizes, each day a new adventure, each deed a step closer to his goal: to be the most illustrious Llama Scout the world has ever seen. Behold the saga of Orion Pleasant-Dreamer —child prodigy, generous spirit, and daydreamer extraordinaire.

[okmilli-sims]

MESS!

Y’all this is a side story, but do you remember Arthur’s uncle Eros? Well I happened to look at our family tree and saw he had another kid ?! WITH ARTHUR’S FRIEND, HER VERY MUCH MARRIED FRIEND! She’s the blonde one, I don’t know if I’d have any pictures of her but I will let you know if she shows up in a future post. They had an affair?! Mind you Arthur’s friend is her age and Uncle Eros is the same age as Arthur’s dad (obvi) omg messsss.  Her Uncle Eros has been engaged for truly going on 21 years (the age of his oldest kid with his fiancé Blaire Miranda). When she found out about the baby, she immediately broke up with him and moved to the city with their daughter, while their younger son Stefan stayed with his dad. GIRL, I was weak when I found this out. 

Stefan smiling because his unhappy parents are finally breaking up with each other. 

In other news, Arthur’s dad and Eros’ brother builds a treehouse for his grandkids. Saturn (Arthur’s brother) lives with his parents and his wife, Laila, and kids, Julien +Janie, in his childhood home. 

[isimbecauseofreasons]

They are a couple of cuties NGL.

[we-are-inevitable]

jack is the one who believes in zodiac signs and astrology. davey is the one who thinks it’s complete bullshit.

but davey is also the one who searches up taurus and cancer zodiac compatibility when he’s first developing his crush on jack, just on the off chance that the stars really do have something to do with his love life. and davey is also the one who is so much of a realist that he thinks jack’s ramblings about star, moon, and sun signs are stupid, but god if he doesn’t love listening. and davey is the one to secretly look through the astrology memes that jack posts to his instagram story, just to learn more insight on how jack sees himself, based on which memes he relates to.

and davey doesn’t believe in astrology. he doesn’t think that the stars can dictate who he loves, how he loves, what he loves- he doesn’t think that his life can be tied to something as lofty as space and birth.

but listening to jack ramble on about it, and realizing that jack believes in this because it helps him make sense out of the world- helps him make sense out of himself- makes davey realize that maybe he can make an exception to the belief.

[sockssimsstuff]

Gotta update the Simstagram first, though! The fans are waiting for Millie's next picture.

[daisycoloredsims]

WHAT'S IN MY BEACH BAG - venessa dreamer

beach bag w/ vogues ❀ water bottle ❀ rolled towel ❀ lotion w pump

oribe anti-humidity spray ❀ tanning spray ❀ conch shell ❀

gucci memoire ❀ silk scrunchie ❀ airpod pros ❀ cold brew bottle ❀

hand creme ❀ sunglasses ❀ wallet w/ ferrari key ❀ hair brush ❀ nintendo switch

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