#felice button

[minisinmedia]

Felice Schachter as Nancy Olson wearing a baggy button-up sailing sky blue shirt on The Facts of Life

[toko-in-the-90s]

[gracies-blorbos]

1. Miguel would absolutely refuse, would definetly admit to being a coward and stuff, he would *not* do anything violent ever.

2. Anna would be confused most likely, but she'd put her hair up and accept the challange.

3. Ginette would shake her head in disappointment and just wave the person off.

4. Felicity would legit just go find James and tell everything to him. She's so.

5. Karla would accept, no second thought given. Might even win too, but would definetly take a few hits.

6. Ceyda would leave. That's it. Refuses to accept the challange.

7. René would probably decline, but if the person said anything bad about her family, she'd break their nose (has done it already)

8. Muna would try to ignore it, but if peer preassured she'd give in. She might even win said fight.

9. Vija would be genuinely scared. Would not accept. Might cry.

10. Eli would ignore the person. Unless she was drunk. Then she wouldn't hesitate to accept the challange.

11. Lili would be sad and confused. Like why do you want to fight her. She never did anything wrong. Ever.

12. Emmilie would be offended. Wouldn't accept the fight. Cannot fight at all.

13. Helle would throw a punch without hesitation.

14. Aistis would also throw a punch without hesitation. Would probably get dragged away by his frustrated wife.

15. Sabina would hesitate for like 12 seconds before going like hell yeah, come at me, mate.

16. Sima would not fight without a reason, but one mention of a sensitive topic and she's throwing hands.

17. Gloria wouldn't. Best case scenario she walks away. Worst case - she starts crying.

18. Victoria would kinda just stare at said person confused and vaguely disguisted.

19. Tae Sho would be so over confident. Would throw a punch. Get punched back and go ouch what the fuck??

20. Lotje, would just stare also. However younger Lotje would would throw hands with no hesitation.

how would your oc react if someone challenged them to a fist fight?

[animegirlspongebob]

slivering circus plot

[nyc-looks]

Felicity, 22

“I’m wearing a Zara button up, Maje tie, Adidas shorts, and my mom’s old Cole Haan loafers. I’m inspired by certain colors that I like to match or combine in an outfit. I try to go for looks that have both elegant and laid-back elements. I am a fashion designer and I sew a lot, so I’m attracted to clothing based off of the way the fabric feels.”

Aug 31, 2024 ∙ SoHo

[sprunkisunshinesuburbia]

Resident List pt III

Clukr Electrum

Age: 25

Gender: Male, He/Him

Height: 4’7

Color: Silver

Him and his husband make alot of the technology around the Sunshine Suburbs (Thus them and us council members work very closely together!- Heck, one of the council is their robot daughter.) Clukr is pretty lively- Almost a bit too much for me as he darts around working on projects and such that I’m too afraid to go near. (He tells me that potentially any button on there is a “Orphan crushing machine activation switch”- I know he’s joking but… A small part of me is terrified it actually is and that every orphan in the vicinity is in danger.)

He does mean well with his inventions despite his brash nature and strange jokes that often involve things being obliterated in some fashion. Also I think his music taste is nice (It’s um Punk Rock- Which I never thought I liked but hey! New things to listen to aside from recorded cave ambience!) He’s also a bit more comprehensible when it comes to getting explanations on how him and Garnold’s machines work.

Garnold Electrum

Age: 26

Gender: Male, He/ Him

Height: 6’5

Color: Gold

He’s… Odd��� Like I mean everyone is in some way but I just cannot get a good read on him! Even without the robot suit, I legitimately can’t tell if he has something on his mind or… maybe nothing at all. He’s got this sort of mildy bored expression he has like almost all the time. What I can glean from hanging out with him and Clukr is that he really likes arcades and animatronics (I’ve never seen either of those before meeting the two of them… I didn’t live anywhere near any cities.)

He’s also real quiet- Shows up when you least expect him and goes “ooga booga” and it spooked me really bad at first (I’m a little bit of coward…) but I think thats one of the few times I’ve seen him smile so I assume he’s about as mischievous as his spouse.

He also does of the more dangerous tasks down in their laboratory due to the suit he made… Which he wears all the time! And its to the point where I kind of need a moment to recognize him without his suit on- Kind of like when you see your friend without glasses for the first few times. (I’ve been on the opposite end of that situation before-)

“Funbot” Felix Funsie Funnington Electrum

Age: 3 (Operational years), 13 ( Mentally)

Gender: None , It/Its

Height: 4’5

Color: Dull Gold

The first of Clukr and Garnold’s kids! Its very hyper and loves to play games- Like tag! (I can never keep up… I get so tired so fast.) I assume its so hyper since its solar powered (like almost everything here! It only makes sense since the sun’s always here-) It’s also very adventurous too- Along with its friend Laffy! Probably too adventurous because someone usually has to reign them back in and get the two back home. (Usually Tunner since he lives a bit on the outskirts, Sometimes Syno and Nymn when they get really far like, Practically out of town.)

Overall it’s a good kid! I’d offer to babysit it if I wasn’t so busy with sorting out papers inside most of the day- It gets pretty sluggish and sleepy (Can a robot get sleepy?) after like awhile indoors.

“Mr. Fun Computer” Felicity Electrum

Age: 3 (Operational years), 20 ( Mentally)

Gender: Female , She/He/It

Height: 6’5

Color: Velvet Blue

She's my co-worker! One of the council members (Though she'd rather have her info here alongside her family's than in a separate page-) . She was made specifically to help the town (Which she does so well!- Couldn’t have imagined getting all the documents sorted in a day without her or like… Uh she’s actually also the whole electric transmission system too- And other things- It’s alot-)

She’s generally pretty friendly to everyone though more so to the residents in the town registry (She says it’s nothing personal, It’s how she was programmed. Security reasons and all.) She also likes telling random fun facts like “A Blinker takes about 3 to 4 hours to mow a lawn.” and “The color of a sprunki, While dependant on genetics is also effected by environment.” kind of sometimes feels out of the blue but I suppose thats how she starts conversations without someone asking her for help . Speaking of that!- If you do need help she’s almost everywhere in her booths in town. All you need to do is ask!

I will also warn that she kind of got her dad (Garnold)’s habit of popping out and scaring the living lights out of people but!! It’s all in good fun! Don’t take it personally when she does it— She’s just having fun!

<< Part II Pinned Post Part IV (WIP) >>

[doll-collector-by-day]

I went to an estate sale near me today, based on a single picture that showed me that they might have Susannah (Felicity's doll) and Clara (Samantha's doll)

I came home with this:

I'm not sure if the original owner had Speaking Rain's doll or if I overlooked it, but she had all 6 of the original glass eyed dolls, and most importantly, all the rest of the girls' dolls.

I wasn't planning on buying my Christmas gift all in one place, but I couldn't pass up the chance!

Susannah has a tiny chip on her chin but also she actually has wooden legs that move AND I DID NOT KNOW THIS? It never actually sank in that she's really made of wood! She was $2.

Nina looks almost exactly like the one of the wiki, other than the slant of her eyes. She was $15 because someone knew she was American Girl.

Sari is beautiful and I need to get out my other one so I can compare her. She had no price so they charged me $2. Kirsten had been holding her (I'm so sorry I had to separate you two :( ) but I was not going to pay $125 for each of the 18 inch dolls.

Ida Bean was my holy shit if dreams come true wish and now I have her?!?!? She is the best surprise of all. She had no price but instead of charging me $2, the lady looked over at some racist "Mammy" teapot another lady was buying, decided she was slightly more valuable and charged me $5. (I would have paid $25 but whatever).

Clara was snagged so fast. She's not the original version, but her face is matte compared to the one on the wiki.

Amelia was (unfortunately) in a case with GI Joes so they charged $25 for her. I almost lost her hat when they handed her over to me. :(

Molly's nurse doll was tucked over in a different case and I almost missed her. Her little hat kept trying to fall off and I can't wait to show her to my daughter because she was really excited for Molly to get a doll when we read the books.

Other than Kaya missing a button, the mini dolls are all there. Sending out amazing finds energy to everyone, because I surely did not deserve this much.

[agendabymooner]

MASTERLIST by agendabymooner

note: what i had done so far... i think?

legends/genre:

a = angst g = general fic hc = hurt/comfort h = humour

s = smut (minors, dni) mc = mature content (minors, dni) f = fluff

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alex albon (aa23)

keeper, smau: polly berkshire has obscure interactions with her thirsty boyfriend and it's safe to say that they love each other.

fernando alonso (fa14)

the breakup and makeup series

time to rock and roll, fic: the first time beatrice staedtlander and fernando alonso had broken up. (hc)

heaven, smau: back in 2000s, fernando alonso and beatrice anastasia 'trish' staedtlander were every racing and wrestling fans' couple. years after, trish alonso became a mother and a wife... and the grid's crush of the season. fernando was certainly not happy so what's a better way to remind everyone that he was hers? (f, g, h)

from the ground up, smau: tino and tiago alonso were the twins that trish had given birth to at the age of 40, and everyone understood now why she didn't make it to the 2024 canadian gp. (f)

bonnie and the fame

maneater, smau: bonnie catherine sutton was carlos sainz's ex-girlfriend who returned to the f1 scene as a different woman. turns out, she's fernando alonso's fiancée (f)

ego, smau: never underestimate a woman's self-esteem, it might end up wounding you more than it would her.

jenson button (jb22)

the mr. darcy type, smau: much like the popular love interest, jenson should have known better than to say things that wouldn't impress a woman he grew interested in. OR ada abbott made sure that he worked hard for her time and attention. (f)

affection, blurb: in which, jenson learned that he should just say it without being a little too drunk.

pierre gasly (pg10)

newsflash, smau: ensley soleil doesn’t like playboys. too bad, pierre gasly’s down bad for her (attention and love). (f, g, h)

lowkey, smau: fans thought that pierre moved on from ensley four months after publicly declaring his (love?) for her. funnily enough... (f, g, h)

indigo, chatfic + smau: there's really no reason for pierre gasly to be jealous over some man that ensley wrote 'high school in jakarta' about. not when she wrote one or more songs about the frenchman. (f)

high school in jakarta, fic: meeting ensley’s close friends would also mean that he’d have to meet her high school sweetheart, who he believed he couldn’t compete against until ensley ensured that his two-day attendance wouldn’t be spoiled by some guy who couldn’t let go of some memories she couldn’t even remember. 

dancing with the devil, smau: ensley soleil doesn't care about what people are saying about her relationship with pierre especially now that she's married to him. (f)

do i make you nervous, blurb: lesson learned: just date her first rather than being friendly in the bed.

lewis hamilton (lh44)

stevie and lewis (hearth sister!ofc)

thick and thin, smau + fic: lewis should know better than underestimating her and her capabilities to yearn for him for years. (hc)

where the bad girls are (kpop idol!ofc)

lifted, smau: lewis is married to a kpop idol who happened to be one of the girls to shape the image of female groups in the korean pop community.

melody series (x ofc)

summary: with her sharp eyes focused on her audience, a burlesque performer who went under the name of melody returned to rythme romantique, an entertainment lounge which exclusively caters to the wealthiest people of monaco — or in this case, to the people with a status that are recognized by all. her three exclusive performances were meant to be a closure for her connections in the principality. still, a certain formula one driver saw it as an opportunity to reconnect with his former flame after two years of her absence. felicity vos learned that this was a rich man’s world and that he could do whatever he wanted, but she also realized that the agreement they settled on years ago was corrupted the moment he expressed his love for her. 

one, million dollar man: monaco was a world of glitz and glamour that she left two years ago. returning to the principality clearly was a huge mistake as she found herself talking to the man who swore to nothing but his love for her.

two, this is what makes us girls: "decorum isn't something you can buy with money or fame." or what did lewis really want from her and why did he show up on the second night of her performance?

charles leclerc (cl16)

of long lines and names, fic: five kids with (almost) five names under six years. OR the three pregnancies that charles had witnessed told him how motherhood and memories could come in two sets of twins and a boy that looked so much like him. (f)

the leclerc daycare, fic: before his last set of twins were born, charles had to watch his boys on his own (not exactly by himself when he's got esteban and pierre acting as his right hand men). (f)

lando norris (ln4)

london boy, smau: nicola 'cola' alessandro moved to britain and what's a better way to introduce yourself to england than taking a trip around with a certain mclaren driver? (f, g, h)

i think he knows, smau: grazia nichols published her debut novel based off formula one, and a fan could have sworn that the the book bf - nolan langford - was based off of lando's character as a driver altogether. (f, g, h)

honey, honey smau series (x ofc)

summary: hannah-sue ‘honey’ lewis is so much like her sideman brother with the exception of the fact that she didn’t watch formula one as much as she used to back when she had her crush on mercedes driver michael schumacher in 2010.

introduction

one, who tf is lando norris: she knows who she idolizes (and have a crush on; mason mount), she knows that she’s looking forward to getting the hell out of the university after two years of her masters degree program, and she knows that she doesn’t care about the formula one teams that aren't mercedes amg - she also knows she cares about mick schumacher.

esteban ocon (eo31)

the royal wildcard, smau: the british media's good at getting the juiciest details of gossip from the palace, but much to their dismay, princess albertine spencer followed the footsteps of her brother harry and had done an amazing job at hiding her marriage with a certain alpine driver for three months. (f, g, h)

the royal resemblance, smau: albertine ocon lived to give her estranged family something to talk about because of her physical appearance that could be confused with her mother's ghost. too bad, ditty ocon was born into the world with the same heart attack-inducing features.

sergio perez (sp11)

she's beauty, she's grace, smau: in which carmella ayala perez, the miss universe 2018 winner, tied the knot with checo after their five years of relationship and the birth of their second child.

oscar piastri (op81)

jollibee, madrid and all that romantic fiasco, smau: paloma san pedro is carlos sainz's cousin-in-law who also introduced oscar to his newly found filipino fast food chain addiction. safe to say that he bought a ticket last minute just so he can obsess over her, too.

kimi raikkonen (kr7)

stop the world i wanna get off with you, smau: vera 'coppa' coppola-raikkonen is the only one who can make the iceman talk a lot. she's also the only one who can make the chatty versions of him as their three older children (romania, rooney and johann-lauri) make their presence known to the racing community. (f, g, h)

daniel ricciardo (dr3)

rush series (x måneskin member!ofc)

read your diary, smau: it's 2021 and everyone thinks that lester and daniel are dating. lesson learned: never underestimate a fan's investigation skills. (g)

mamma mia, smau: an interview with jimmy fallon gives a brief idea of how lester and daniel came to be. (g)

mamma mia (again), smau: a youtube playlist was created to compile clips of danny talking way too much about his beloved girlfriend (f)

gossip, smau: everyone thinks lester's only here to be a formula one girlfriend with a bad reputation. it's not her fault she's confident. (mc, hc, h)

kool kids, smau: lester and daniel are going to new york to see a musical... while babysitting their "kid" (feat. lando norris) (g, h)

timezone, fic: lester wasn't normally like this, but she's more than willing to pay twice the price just to get to the next flight to where he wanted her: his arms, her home. (hc)

if not for you, smau: messages exchanged between lester and others as she takes care of the wolff children and an ex with the poorest decisions to have existed. (feat. lando norris, max verstappen, charles leclerc and characters from a story) (f, g, h)

baby said, smau: many tweets are posted that they don't often mean. their fans thought that his marriage proposal was one of them. (f, g, h)

supermodel, smau: how not to cry when you're talking about the man who'd give you the wedding that you dreamed of? (f, g, h)

rush series: wedding special

london bridge, smau: the alessandro-ricciardo wedding week is nothing of a peaceful week, and the monday only proved that thought right. (feat. f1 drivers) (f, h) - wedding special 1

fergalicious, smau: the grid singles need to touch some grass… or in lando’s case, go swimming. (feat. f1 drivers) (h) - wedding special 2

l'azienda di famiglia (e le donnole dell'isola), smau + fic: the alessandro family arrived and lando and george found themselves alone with two of the sisters. (feat. lando norris and george russell) (f, g) - wedding special 3

rush: mrs. ricciardo special

part of you, smau: mrs. lester ricciardo asks her followers what to get her husband for his 35th birthday. little did danny know, she’s already got one ready to surprise him (f, g)

when emma falls in love, smau: as her pregnancy progressed, lester ricciardo made sure that her sanity wouldn't go the other way as she posted a thread of journal entries talking about her pregnancy. (f, h)

slipping through my fingers, smau: beau ricciardo was his dad's carbon copy and his mom's little heartbreaker.

george russell (gr63)

his family and her lover, smau: eleanora 'nora' alessandro was more than happy for george's willingness to step up as her children's father regardless of how people poorly reacted on their relationship.

carlos sainz jr. (cs55)

ride home, smau: the ferrari driver accidentally outed himself as a married man, so mona magdalena sainz stepped in to say hi to his loyal fans. (f, g, h) (extra)

dear, smau: nobody loved each other more than magda and carlos sainz. OR a series of tweets in which magda and carlos never took each other seriously. (h)

mick schumacher (ms47)

she's everything... and he's just mick, smau: barbara 'barbie' blanco is the vettel family's foster child that gradually turned to kimi vettel's nanny and mick's crush? (f, g)

"besties", smau: everyone swore that mick and barbie are more than "babysitting pardners" (f)

who is kenough, smau: mick nearly took the piss from arthur leclerc after the posts that the monegasque had of barbie. too bad, mick was already hers before arthur could even try.

kenergy unfolded, fic: written version of who is kenough OR arthur leclerc was only scheming just so mick could do something about revealing his relationship with barbie.

lance stroll (ls18)

gotta be you, smau: bora mckinnon made her presence known in the paddock one year after lance broke up with her. now, they're all over the media because of his presence in her three birthday celebrations. the question still stands: are they getting back together?

yuki tsunoda (yt22)

line without a hook, smau: pia ellis misses her mystery bf that everyone thought to be her delusions. it turns out he's a formula one driver who definitely misses her too.

max verstappen (mv1)

to loathe and to love series (x ofc) (wip)

summary: there is a massive difference between the two words, but sylvie was more than willing to blur out the line if it means for her to spend some time with what others called her soulmate, max verstappen.

one, it’s time to go: sylvie attended a christmas party and couldn’t seem to do what she normally did on the paddock: avoid max (a)

two, closure: her memories haunted her so much that the red bull team principal thought of her to be incompetent, so it was only ideal of max to face the music too. (a)

three, goodnight n go: she wasn't sure what was more surprising: toto's presence on her graduation celebration or max's expensive graduation gifts. (f)

four, gorgeous: there's nothing more satisfying than seeing christian horner own up to his own mistake. that, and max's office-warming gift that he dropped off in sylvie's new on-site office.

five, cinema: sylvie was left feeling unsure when she and max did things that friends normally wouldn't do after she was broken up with by another man. (hc, mc, s)

six, satellite: max verstappen might've avoided talking about what they had done before all of this, but he was certain he wouldn't get out of his way just to ignore her as he swore not to her one way or another ever again. (a, hc)

seven, mean: sylvie found herself with a million and a half pounds and winning against the boys who brought her racing career to an early end.

eight, long story short: they're friends, they said. they bought a house and adopted a dog together, they definitely did.

nine, mastermind: max wasn't going to admit that he was jealous. he wasn't going to tell her that he sabotaged her blind date, either. not that she didn't know.

ten, comfort crowd: ah yes, the first monday of may. when everyone speculated that sylvie was merely using him and when she finally admitted to missing him for the past four years.

eleven, matilda: they don't know much, maybe, but they know how they'll raise their children away from the toxicity that they grew up in, all thanks to their fathers who did nothing but set expectations. (hc)

extra: matilda volume two, smau: set years after the tltl series in which sylvie and max have the most adorable set of kids called emilia, lila and maximilian. (f)

to loathe and to love: extras (x ofc)

lost in japan, smau: just two lost souls (with a tour guide) travelling to japan to make up for the childhood they missed. (f)

sebastian vettel (sv5)

crazy rich wife, smau: everyone (some twitter account) wonders where the recently retired german driver had gone to after the 2022 season. thank god for bel vettel, his fans now know that he’s still alive and is being spoiled and pampered by his wife. (f, g)

sweet spoiled husband (+ son), smau: mick schumacher is a grown man that both bel and seb treat like their own child. (f, g)

sweet spoiled schatzi, smau: bel and seb introduce the newest addition to their little family, and mick seems to love kimi vettel as much as a godfather loves his godchild. (f)

sweet little similarities, smau: bel and everyone could tell that kimi vettel was becoming more like his father, sebastian's, carbon copy as days went on. (f, g, h)

sebastian and sons (and soufflés), fic: day in the life of a retired sebastian vettel, featuring his kids kimi and barbie (and a nervous mick). (f)

toto wolff

colour me your colour series (x ofc) (wip)

summary: tilly marie nearly loses faith in her passion as she refuses to listen to everyone who told her to quit. everyone but one. and it’s the man she met years ago at a racing event she didn’t want to attend. who would have thought that her father’s partial ownership of three brands could take her to the zone of Mercedes and meet the love of her life?

one, what a beautiful sight that was: it was 2006 and she wanted nothing but to finish her research paper. their curiosity led them to a fifteen minute conversation that they would need to continue eight years after. (g)

two, tilly marie wants to go to hell: it's 2014 and she attended the british gp as a communication liaison for red bull. she didn't know that the man she met years ago was the team principal of mercedes, the rival team that her best friend drives for. lewis hamilton was more than amused to see her flustered, if you were to ask him. (g)

three, juliet's hit list: how can one give the heart eyes? daniel and lewis found tilly and toto flirting behind the cameras and behind the press audience and decided to mess with them. (g)

four, fast lane but not the race weekend kind: daniel and lewis might as well be attending a sleepover if they keep asking tilly about her relationship with toto. (g)

five, how to romance and cry in the same day: tilly goes on a date with toto for the first time and learns about her father's intention to pass ownership to her. (a, f, g)

six, love on camera: tilly and toto have a bad habit of flirting not so subtly.

seven, age is just a number and love is just a shame: tilly, while she believed her mother was right about the age difference between her and a certain mercedes team principal, is sure that she isn't falling fast and hard for him.

colour me your colour: extras (x ofc)

the paddock's resident it girl, smau: besides from owning three of mercedes' competitors in the track and being the mercedes team principal's wife, she's also known as the cool girl of the paddock for her taste in fashion and husband. (f)

the paddock's lucky husband, smau: with him being spoon-fed with love from his children and wife, toto really couldn't ask for more. OR tilly wolff liked to talk about fashion but her family? she might as well write a whole book about them. (f)

the paddock's resident menace and the dame, smau: tilly wolff was presented with a damehood and her daughter tia, the girl who tends to act on her mischievous way (all thanks to toto), celebrated her 7th birthday during the silverstone gp week. fans recall her best moments in sky sports and media overall.

f1 drivers (general)

9 to 5 series (x characters) (spin-off of cmyc and rush)

summary: lorelei hester ‘lester’ alessandro is a bassist first and daniel ricciardo's partner second. but it seems like another role is added to her resume as she begins her weekend in baku as toto wolff’s children’s babysitter.

the original five and the playlist

one, baby names and text messages: lester receives a text message from an unknown number, only for her to offer max verstappen's seat to her boyfriend.

two, max's lowered iq and linkedin profiles: max tries to defend himself as he experiences the morning wrath of lester.

three, the most toto coded children: toto gets ready for the baku weekend by styling his daughter's hair and thinking that he could just stay at home and talk business with his kids.

four, papa, soren and tia's promise hug: lester's more worried that she'll mess up her duties and upset the father of the two wolff cubs.

five, the little weapons of destruction distraction: the first half of her babysitting day consisted of reading too much, learning the word 'accident' and daniel ricciardo being a bad influence on toto wolff's shy son.

[bokunobashou]

AS CUTE AS A BUTTON !

Author's Note : i think this concept mod felicity did is just so full of personality i had to write for him first! written with a kind reader in mind, but it's not super important as these are more headcanon-y rambles. additionally, reader is not the mayor and is described as cute. bascially reader takes on the role i write our villager april as lol. otherwise, general yandere content ahead so you've been warned. mentions of involuntary age regression are also included but aren't super elaborated on.

YOUNGEST brother he is—youngest of four to be exact—Stitches took his time to move out of his parents' house. There was no need to rush, right? Of course, that all changed when he met you.

Truthfully, moving out seemed like a sudden whim to everyone around him. That's because it was. Maybe if someone had asked him about it they could've talked him down from moving just because his to be new home's native fruit was apples, but hindsight's twenty-twenty. Nonetheless, like any good neighbor you went to greet him the day he moved in. Small towns are close knit, and it never hurts to be nice. Moving anywhere is daunting no matter how many times you do it! Plus, Isabelle seems like she could use a break from being the town's personal welcome committee.

Stitches expected a warm welcome, so it doesn't surprise him when someone comes to visit. Maybe it's the baby brother status ingrained in him, but he always expects to get what he wants. Oh, what a treat you are though! He's had a lot of nasty people comment on what they think of him before he's barely gotten to know him. His clothes in particular tend to be the source of that. Sometimes his own family was even behind it, but you don't bat an eye! Granted, when you have neighbors like self-proclaimed knight Colton and small town superhero Kid Cat it's hard to judge anyone for their eccentricities.

Call him a daydreamer, but once you've helped him unpack a bit and said your goodbyes for the day he can't get you out of his head! That has to mean something considering how good he is at forgetting everything else! He doesn't even realize how late it's gotten after a couple of hours of laying on his starry, playroom carpet. He really feels like a kid on Toy Day all over again! When he eventually tucks himself onto the bottom of his bunk bed his mind still won't stop thinking. Sure, you've only just met but he's sure things would be more fun if you were on the top bunk!

He can't put everything together in his head just yet, but with how happy you made him today the least he can do is pay you back. As he drifts off to sleep he's coming up with all sorts of fun craft ideas! He could get some supplies the next day at the town's main street. Maybe you like dolls? You were just as cute as one so it'd make sense! It's a miracle when he eventually falls asleep.

Stitches quickly ingrains himself into your life, and those roots are quick to grow deep. He's not whiny enough to push you away, but just needy enough to be off-putting. Speaking of off-putting, he's quite the little gift giver—all handmade to boot—but something about them feels wrong. You're not sure if it's the quantity of them, or just a feeling you have, but either way your shelf is starting to get a little too full of his crafts. You've started turning around some of the dolls at night to where they can't look at you.

When Stitches latches onto you his daydreamy nature gets the best of him, and he talks aloud a lot. Maybe it's a way to organize his thoughts? He'll talk about all sorts of things like his dream of becoming a lawyer—not that you're holding your breath on that—to anything else on his mind. Although, sometimes he seems a little more distant. Maybe a little more sensitive? You don't know the exact details, but that's no excuse to not be kind. It's a better use of everyone's time to be understanding rather than cook up some wild, inappropriate theory about why he is the way he is.

Ultimately, being a decent person is your pitfall. He doesn't even know what's going on himself, but the one thing he does know is that he can't pull himself away from you. Can't you just stay over a little longer? Indulge him a bit more? He'll play fair! He may not have the intent nor means to physically restrain you, but he'll have a sickeningly tight leash on you nonetheless with how easy it is to worry about him. Not to mention it's hard to say no to having some fun, right? He'll pull you away from all those other boring, adult places to have fun. Of course, it's his definition of fun.

"Hi! What's up, stuffin'? I thought I'd find you getting some coffee here. I wanted to ask if you wanted to come over tonight. I have aaaalll sortsa' new toys I wanted to show you, and a surprise too! I made it just for you. How about it?"

[saynomorefic]

You Kill Me (WIP)

41k, E

It's kind of funny that I've never promoted my oldest and longest fic on tumblr. It's one of those highly selfish and personal ones. But I just updated it for the first time in many months, and this fic is almost a year (!!) old. Boy how time flies. Tysm everyone who has been with me on this journey. Next update will be very soon <3

Simon was no idiot, either. He felt it when he would walk into practice (often late, with Felice in tow), Wille’s eyes burning the back of his neck. But really, it was nothing. There were no stalled conversations in the hallway, no real exchange. Simon had his head in the music; Wille, in his ass. Nothing, except for the night before the concert, where Wille stumbled into Felice’s parents’ kitchen, drunk out of his mind, muttering an “oh, it’s you,” and colliding into Simon, making him catch the both of them on the edge of the counter. He still remembered the electricity in his body that slipped around when he saw the corners of Wille’s mouth go wide, his eyes glinting in the blue light. Or, Wille turns up in Stockholm after moving back to America for years, and Simon still doesn't know what to do about him.

Ch. 10 up now! snippet below <3

Chapter 10: Is this the end?

Perhaps something came up, and Wille just hadn’t had the chance to respond yet. Simon mentally checked himself. It was a bit ridiculous to get worked up about no response after just a few hours. And yet, he had a nagging feeling that something was off. He scrolled up to their earlier messages, and realized he hadn’t heard from Wille since the morning prior. Simon closed out of his messages and pulled up instagram. Simon clicked on his DM page, and saw that Wille had been active two days ago. That was also quite odd; Simon knew that the guys’ group chat was on instagram. Simon closed out of instagram and opened their messages again, and his finger hovered over the call button before his will broke. 

It went to voicemail. 

Nearly instantly, Simon felt cold, his palms going slightly sweaty. That was unusual, a ringing, unwelcome familiarity that Simon hoped he would never feel again. Not on account of Wille, anyway. He didn’t want to assume the worst, but the floor started pulling at his feet. He tried to shove down the thought that Wille was ignoring him, the question bubbling up in his stomach. But then, a colder feeling replaced it. Suddenly, it occurred to Simon that maybe something had happened to him. 

[missmeganlee]

Take aways from the tiktok live stream Q&A

Mild spoilers for s3

Edvin's favorite scene to film is the football field scene

the lake scene in s3 e6 was the last scene they filmed

The scene that meant the most to film to Nikita was when Felice tries to talk about her heritage and her hair to her friends

Wille and Simon were supposed to share the lollipop Simon had in s3 e3, but it was cut cause it got too complicated for Omar to discreetly switch between 2 lollipops cause Edvin didn't want to share

Edvin's favorite Wille outfit is the red button down he wore in s1 e2

Omar's favorite outfit is the purple hoodie (obviously lol)

Frida's favorite outfit she wore is the Hillerska uniform

Nikita's favorite outfit she wore is the dress for the white party

A scene where Edvin was annoyed with Wille/Wille's actions was the tent scene

Frida was annoyed by Sara's actions in s2 (lol)

[reusedtvseriescostumes]

This Striped button down Shirt is worn on Emily Bett Rickards ad Felicity Smoak in Arrow: Training Day (2019) and worn again on Katie McGrath as Lena Luthor in Supergirl: The House of L (2019)

[willesredlights]

Sunday snippet

Uhm so you might recognize this scene but I might be doing something for faves fest with it. Also you don't want to know how many times I've watched this scene in the last hour to catch up on every little detail to write this.

Felice is barely out of sight or Wille feels how Simon pushes him against the lockers, attacking his lips with his. Simon wraps his arms around Wille's neck, kissing him eagerly. Wille's hands find their way to Simon's waist and he kisses him back with as much eagerness. Their lips are barely parting during the kiss. Simon's tongue slightly brushes against Wille's and Wille's hands slide down to Simon's ass, his fingers dipping in for a light squeeze. A soft moan rolls over Simon's lips and is muffled by Wille's tongue slipping into his mouth. Wille feels how Simon stands on his toes to reach him a bit better. His hands going from his neck to his cheeks and back. He missed this, he missed him. He doesn't care if someone can see them, not anymore. He loves Simon and everyone can see it. There is a smile on both their faces as they pull back. Simon pulls Wille closer again, his lips moving to his neck. “Did you really quit rowing?”, Simon asks a giggle following his question. His lips press a soft kiss in Wille's neck that makes Wille's insides burn. His question makes Wille smile as he thinks about their conversation earlier that day. Simon wanted him to find something that he likes to do and he did, although it might not be what Simon had in mind when he said that. “Hmhm”, Wille hums in affirmation. His eyes are closed as he takes in Simon's all too familiar smell. He pulls Simon closer, his hands grabbing his yellow button up shirt.  “I didn't know you like singing”, Simon asks. “I don't like singing”, Wille answers him.  Their faces are still so close and all Wille wants to do is kiss Simon again.  “You don't?”, Simon asks. “No”, Wille answers, brushing his nose against Simon's. “No”, Simon whispers back. He closes his eyes and their lips softly brush over each other. “I like listening to you singing”, Wille says, meaning every word, remembering that awful fight they once had in the changing rooms. That fight made him promise himself that he would always make sure to let Simon know he loves his singing or actually that he loves everything about him. He loves him.  Simon hums in response, his lips curling up into a smile. “And I get to see you outside school”, Wille adds. At this point he would literally do anything to see Simon outside school hours. They barely have any time together, especially not with the curfew. “Hmm”, Simon hums, his lips brushing against Wille's again. “Hmhm”, Wille hums in affirmation making Simon laugh. “You're crazy”, Simon says as he pulls Wille closer again, into a hug.

[mentatemulator]

A Clockwork Mirror

Written for Vamptober prompt number 6 (yes, I'm doing them out of order)

Vampire who can't thrall your mind, but can thrall your body. It is approximately 1900 words long, or about 3 pages. It contains: Implied Violence Power Imbalance Dom/Sub Dynamics Dolls! Please enjoy!

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Great tapestries adorned the walls of the Dollmaker's home, each depicting scenes of service and humility, as one might expect from the products of dolls. Felicity stared at them as she and her Master were led through the impressive estate, wondering how long it must have taken to create so many, and how many dolls were dedicated to the task. Perhaps they were fast with a needle.

She glanced past her Master's shoulder, at the doll who escorted them. They were fascinating creatures, but they made Felicity uneasy. There was something uncanny about them, she thought, in the way they moved, the way their faces could emote only so much within the limits of their artificial construction. And there was the question of how artificial they really were. One could, as a vampire (or near enough), detect the vital essence, the life within any given doll. Was it all magic, or...? It gave her goosebumps.

The doll stopped at a closed door, and gently knocked. The voice of the Dollmaker came from within.

“Yes, my dear?”

“The Lady Marie Hartley, and,” the briefest of hesitations in the doll's response, “companion to see you, Mistress.”

Felicity tried not to smirk. How indeed, to introduce your guest's thrall?

“Very good, show her in.”

The doll pulled the door open and held it for the Lady. Marie did not look back at Felicity, but only gave a mental command as she strode through the door:

Stay here. Behave.

And so Felicity found herself alone with the doll. She stuck her hands in the pockets of her trousers, and looked the thing up and down. White porcelain and lacquered wood beneath an absurdly frilly dress that made a halfhearted attempt to evoke a maid's uniform. Hands clasped at its waist. A head of auburn hair. Felicity wondered if it was real hair.

“Mistress' honored guest may wait in the parlor, if she wishes,” the thing spoke, its glass eyes respectfully downcast.

“Sure,” Felicity said. Master had said to stay, but Felicity didn't think she'd mind.

“This way.” The doll turned on its heel and led her down another corridor, past several more dolls busy with their own tasks, and through a larger set of double doors. The parlor contained a massive fireplace, currently glowing with a few meager embers, and a collection of luxurious chairs all arranged facing each other. Felicity dropped herself heavily into one of them. A grandfather clock sat against the wall ahead of her, ticking away.

“Would Mistress' honored guest like any refreshments?” The doll had taken up position to her left, near the wall. Felicity chewed on her lip while she stared at it. Something in her wanted to test this thing's limits.

“Call me Felix,” she finally said.

The doll seemed to consider that for a moment.

“Would Felix like any refreshments?”

“No, she would not.”

The doll gave the slightest of bows, and went silent. Felicity continued to stare while undoing the top button of her shirt. It was stuffy in here.

“Do you have a name?” she asked.

“This one does not have a name,” the doll stared straight ahead while it answered.

“What does your Mistress call you, then?”

“'My dear.'”

“What do the other dolls call you?”

“'That one.'”

“Fuck's sake,” Felicity said under her breath. She started rolling up her sleeves, trying to think of some way to push the doll's buttons. Assuming it had any. An idea came to her.

“Did you used to have a name?”

The doll hesitated.

Aha, I've hit on something! Felicity thought with some excitement.

“This one... does not understand the question.”

Felicity frowned.

“Before you were a doll, did you have a name?”

A longer pause.

“This one does not know.”

“So you weren't always a doll, then?” she prodded.

“This one does not know.” And yet there was a look on the doll's face of... concern? Confusion, maybe?

“You can't remember? From before you were made?” This could be so juicy, if she could just pry a little something out of the doll's clockwork mind.

“This one... this one...”

Yes, yes, think those existential thoughts for me, you creepy little bastard. Felicity leaned forward excitedly, ready for the revelation. The moment dragged on, the only sound the ticking of the grandfather clock.

“This one does not think Mistress would like it answering these questions,” the doll finally answered, its tone more certain. It gave a little smile, as if it was satisfied that it had resolved the conundrum.

Felicity grunted in frustration, and relaxed back into her chair. She put her chin into her hand.

“How boring.”

“This one apologizes.”

“Shut up!” Felicity snapped. The doll went dutifully silent. She hated talking to these things. Hated being here, surrounded by them. Perfect little clockwork slaves, is what they were, toiling away without a thought in their empty, porcelain heads. She didn't know why, but they made her angry.

“You're so pathetic, it makes me sick. Mistress this, Mistress that. You can't even think without your Mistress! Can't do anything! What good are you, eh?” She glared at the doll, but it remained silent. “Well?”

“May this one speak now?”

“Yes!”

“Does Felix not also have a Mistress?”

Felicity's stomach tied itself in a knot, and she shot to her feet.

“It's not the same thing at all! What do you know! Master- my Lady doesn't...” she stumbled, unsure what she intended to say.

“Is this one mistaken? This one apologizes, it believed you were Lady Hartley's thrall.”

“I am!” Felicity said with instinctual pride, “But we're nothing alike!” She started pacing back and forth, glowering at the doll all the while. “You think you have even a tenth of the pride and strength of a vampire?”

“Felix is not a vampire,” the doll said bluntly.

Felicity balled her fists and bit her lip hard. She felt unexpected tears sting the back of her eyes.

“And you're not even a person!” she shot back.

“That is correct,” the doll said with perfect serenity. It only made Felicity angrier.

“Such a perfect little clockwork cunt! So satisfied with being a soulless toy for Mistress.” Felicity stepped towards the doll, stood less than a foot from it. “What if I made you my toy, huh? Would you be my personal marionette?”

The doll looked oddly pained. Felicity's heart danced at the sight.

“This one is meant for Mistress. This one can only serve Mistress.”

“'This one,'” Felicity mocked, “won't have a choice,” and she projected her will through her eyes, throwing all of her borrowed power at the poor thing.

Only it did nothing. When she tried to clamp her psychic hands around the doll's mind, they merely slipped off and grasped at nothing. She tried again, staring into the glass orbs that passed for a doll's eyes. All she got for it was a glimpse of her own reflection. Was the thing protected, or was there nothing there to control in the first place? Felicity couldn't tell.

The doll was staring back at her quizzically. It seemed to sense that something had transpired.

“This one can only serve Mistress,” it repeated, “This one's mind is Hers.”

Felicity fumed.

“I don't need to control your mind,” she grabbed the doll's arms, “I have strength. Real strength.”

She forced the doll backwards, shoving it into the wall with a hard thump. One of the dollmade tapestries swayed above them, this one showing a doll defending its Mistress from a faceless assailant.

“My Lady gives me power,” she said through gritted teeth. “Power enough to handle a toy like you.”

The doll went very still. Felicity breathed hard, angry breaths. The ticking of the clock seemed very loud to her now. There was something within the doll that also ticked in time with the clock, she could feel it through the thing's limbs.

“I could tear open that piece of pottery you call a body,” she slid her hand down the doll's unyielding chest plate and took a hold of the front of its dress, “Have a look at whatever makes you tick.”

The doll shook in a way that must approximate a shiver. Felicity felt her outburst of rage dissipating with the simple pleasure of physical domination.

“Take pieces out, one by one,” her voice dropped to a hostile whisper, “To see how long you can keep tic tic ticking away,” said in time with the clock. Their faces were nearly touching. “How long you could keep defying me with your body bare, open to me. Broken.”

She began to pull on her fistful of dress, slowly, anticipating how it would tear open and reveal what was underneath. But in that moment, Felicity's entire body froze, locking her in position. Even her breathing stopped. She felt the familiar touch of her Master's mind.

“My, my,” Lady Marie's voice sounded from Felicity's left, but she couldn't turn to look at her, “Making trouble with the dolls, are we?”

Felicity made a strained groan in response, unable to to control her vocal chords, and only barely able to make her own lungs push air out. She heard her Master's footsteps approaching.

“Did I not tell you to behave, young lady?”

Control of her body returned to Felicity, and she immediately felt blood rush into her face, and her limbs shake. She released the doll, and spun to face her Master, head down, hands clasped in supplication.

“F-f-forgive me, Master, I didn't mean to... that is, I wasn't, uh...”

“Wasn't obeying me,” there was ice in Lady Marie's voice.

Felicity nodded. She bit down on her lip again, her head swimming with the force of her Master's disappointment.

“You will apologize to our host.”

Felicity glanced up, and realized to her horror that the Dollmaker was also there, standing with arms crossed, eyeing her. Felicity fell to her knees.

“Begging your pardon, my lady. I... I am deeply regretful, and beg your mercy.”

The Dollmaker looked her doll up and down, and then back to Felicity.

“Your apology is accepted.”

Felicity let out the breath she had been holding, “My lady is merciful.”

But I shall not be, Lady Marie's voice sounded in Felicity's mind. Her Master would wait until they had returned home to punish her. Felicity shuddered.

“I shall be taking tea with the good Dollmaker,” Lady Marie said aloud, “You shall wait outside.”

“Yes, Master.”

Master and Mistress strode away together. Felicity was again alone with the doll. She glanced at it, shame making her ears turn red. The doll stared back, unphased.

“This one must apologize again. It did not mean to insult Felix. It will walk you to the door.”

Felicity got shakily to her feet. She remained silent all the way to the door.

-

“Did she damage the doll at all?” Lady Marie asked as her glass was filled with bloodwine by a kitchen doll.

“No, not at all,” replied the Dollmaker after a sip of her own, more mundane, drink, “In fact, I rather think it enjoyed itself.”

“Oh?” Lady Marie mulled that over. “Could she have harmed it?”

The Dollmaker smiled.

“Perhaps. If it were amenable to the idea.”

“And if it were not?”

“I rather think the poor girl would have more than just a bruised ego.”

[ferfan14]

FORMULA One ace Fernando Alonso spent all night testing a stunning new model... and ended up coming second.

The supercharged Spaniard drove foxy Felicity Jaine wild in a marathon romp just hours before racing at Silverstone.

But when Fernando, 25, had to perform on the race track the next day he had nothing left in the tank.

"His stamina in bed blew my mind — he could literally go on for hours," said Felicity, 24.

"I wasn't looking at a watch, but at one point we'd been doing it for so long I considered stopping because my thighs were aching so much."

Felicity also revealed how the pocket hunk insists on wearing ‘lucky' Y-fronts for every race. And he should have kept them on that night—because he was beaten in the 2005 Grand Prix.

"When he got out of the car he shook his head at me, then gave me a knowing look," said Felicity.

"For Fernando the only place to finish is first and I knew he blamed our non-stop love-making the night before. But he thought the sex was worth it."

The relationship lasted two months but just three weeks ago the driver, now dating a Spanish pop star, texted Felicity asking her to join him at his hotel in Woking — near his McClaren Mercedes team's HQ.

Felicity, a film graduate from Shropshire, first met him at Goodwood Festival of Speed. He left with her number and days later took her for a meal in London with friends.

Then he invited her back to his place in Oxfordshire—and things started to move up a gear. "We were in the back while his Spanish mates were in the front and we snogged the whole way home," Felicity giggled. "I remember having really sore lips because of his stubble.

"Fernando was getting really turned on. He undid my shirt and slipped his hands underneath my pink Topshop bra. His friends were sat just inches away in the front seat and that was pretty sexy.

Belly

"I never expected him to be like that because he was so polite and reserved. But on that back seat he said goodbye to all manners.

"At one point, I was leaning against the door and he was laid down on his front between my legs.

"He tugged down the zip on my jeans and kissed the bit of skin above my knickers, just below my belly button. It was very sensual. We only kissed, but if the journey had been longer, more would definitely have gone on."

Within moments of arriving at Fernando's apartment the pair went into overdrive. Felicity said: "He closed his bedroom door and undressed me. It was slow and so sexual.

"All I could hear was his soft panting as he unbuttoned my shirt, unhooked my bra then pulled down my jeans. Sex with him was never animalistic—there was no ripping off of clothes. Everything was romantic and loving."

And Felicity admitted: "I'm usually a wildcat in bed, but because he was so sensitive I held back a bit. I didn't want to scare him off.

"I was nervous sleeping with him for the first time. When I was younger I'd read my dad's Grand Prix magazine and wonder how girls got drivers as boyfriends.

"Suddenly that was me. I thought, ‘Bloody hell, I'm in bed with Alonso'. It was like a dream." World champ Fernando, favourite to win today's race on home territory, also likes taking risks in bed. Felicity explained: "Once, his friends were in the other room and in the morning we had sex with the door open. Fernando loved the fact he could be spotted at any moment. He was dangerous like that and that turned me on."

His physique also left her in awe. "Fernando's short, about 5ft 6ins, but he's built like a muscle machine.

Hair

"And his chest is funny because only half of it grows hair." She admits it was his accent that turned her on the most. "I asked him to talk in Spanish during sex because I love the accent —it's so romantic," she sighed. "I've not got a clue what he said but it sounded gorgeous."

But the language barrier was a problem at times. "He'd say, ‘There's so much that I want to say to you but I can't translate them'. That frustrated me so much so I tried to teach him as much English as I could.

One time I asked him what he thinks about when he drives. He said, ‘The next corner ...but when I'm on a straight I think about you'."

During their months together, Fernando introduced Felicity to his dad, Jose Luis, but she never met his mum, Ana—a woman the multi-millionaire ace secretly thinks is a jinx.

"When he was at the Hungarian Grand Prix, Fernando told me that his mum was going to be there and he wasn't happy," said Felicity.

"He told me she's bad luck." And he was right—he finished 11th.

Fernando dumped Felicity and is now with singer Raquel del Rosario— but three weeks ago came the text asking Felicity to visit his hotel.

She refused. "Part of me wanted to but I didn't want to make it easy for him," she said. "He really hurt me."

In fact, if she had to do the same again...she wouldn't, Fernando.

[tailsbeth-writes]

🗺️ for Wilmon! Bonus points for background Felice/Sara, bonus bonus points if Felice is the one throwing Wille’s bachelor party. Please and thanks lol

Your wish is my (late) command! Read on Ao3 here.

‘To Wille and Simon!’ Felice toasts with a fierce grin. The crowd gathered echoes back the sentiment, Simon gathers Wilhelm by the waist as he nuzzles into his chest embarrassed. ‘Why are you embarrassed? This is to celebrate you.’ Sara asks, arms folded over her chest as she lazily sips champagne. She's a little wobbly on her feet, the fizz got to her quickly. ‘I’m just having flashbacks to state dinners where I feel like I'm being eaten alive,’ Wille retorts. Simon chuckles and kisses Wille’s forehead. Felice finishes chatting with some guests and storms over to the trio. ‘Sara, you need to get people on the dancefloor.’ she commands through a gritted smile. Sara rolls her eyes before tending to the guests. ‘So is this the bachelor party you dreamed of boys?’ Simon and Wille knew they didn't want separate parties, it seemed like an unnecessary expense and they had the same friends anyways. Felice was the first person they thought of to organise, knowing she'd pay attention to all the details and Sara could help curb her spending. The boys smile at each other and then back to Felice. ‘It’s perfect honestly, thank you for everything.’ Wille breaks from Simon’s hold and pulls Felice in a tight hug. ‘Well, the best is yet to come Wille!’ Felice winks at Simon and wanders off amongst the guests. Wille looks at Simon quizzically. ‘What are you up to?’ Simon shrugs with a smug smile. ‘Don’t know what you mean…’ Wille tugs Simon in close by his collar, his mouth hovering close to Simon’s. ‘I have ways of making you talk, Eriksson.’ Wille speaks in a low voice and Simon shivers. He breaks his stare, looking around. ‘Nobody’s paying attention to us… We could wander off and they wouldn't even know.’ Wille whispers in Simon’s ear. Simon’s face flushes as he takes Wille’s hand and hotfoots it out the room. *15 minutes later* ‘Where are they? Simon was supposed to sing! I've got the choir lined up.’ Felice snips at Sara who is using the wall to help stay up. Sara shrugs her shoulders, Felice legs out a long sigh before striding out of the room, all fake smiles. She passes the kitchen which smells of the most divine chocolate cake. She's about to turn off to another corridor when she hears a crash to the right. She slowly turns around. The sight is something to behold. She wants to scream but she bursts out laughing. Wille is on the floor, his fly undone and hair sufficiently unstyled. On top of him, Simon’s bowtie is undone, his shirt buttons half undone, his entire demeanour undone. On them and around them are toilet rolls, clothes and other cleaning supplies. The boys look up at Felice like two lost deer. ‘I thought you two got out the closet years ago…’ Felice said with a smug grin, making the boys’ panicked gazes crack into fits of giggles.