#for you my beeloved

[blorbocedes]

Evil unhappy ending ask for lolex please your honor

"Did you know? Did you fucking know?" Logan barged in. His voice gets more American when he's mad. What a shitty fucking way to get fired, to not even know that was your last race.

Alex stills for a moment, before packing his things from Logan's room. "No. How could I have?"

"Bullshit. You had those one on one meetings with James, the ones you wouldn't talk to me about. No one here fucking tells me anything. I'm shut out at the factory. What the fuck, Alex?" Logan is splitting at the seams. He thought he didn't have the anger, it had seeped into something broken, resigned. Losing Benny earlier in the year, Alex being so distant. The writing was on the wall. He knew it was final year in F1, but not like this.

"He asked a hypothetical. I answered accordingly. I don't decide anybody's contract." Alex is taciturn. Matter of fact.

Logan can imagine it, James' smarmy, smug face, posing a hypothetical, of whether a mid season swap is optimising the rest of the season. It doesn't make sense. It doesn't make sense because Logan told Alex late into the night, whispered into his shoulder all his insecurities. How fucking hard it's been, getting a handle on the car. Being thrown into this environment when he wasn't ready and trying to make the best of it, something Alex knew all too well.

"I thought you were my friend," Logan's voice cracks. "You wouldn't even have this seat if George didn't stick up for you. Why wouldn't you stick up for me?"

Alex's eyes narrow. He was going to let Logan keep the hoodie he stole as a sign of goodwill. His voice is cold.

"Sucking my dick doesn't make you my friend. George is my friend. But he, and nobody got me a fucking seat. I've kept mine because I performed. I am sorry you didn't, but you don't get to put that on me. Piss off."

Alex storms off, taking the hoodie with him.

Logan never wants to see his face again. When George kicks him out of the WhatsApp group chat, it's a goddamn relief.

[its-tortle]

my beeloved had flowers delivered to me!!!!!!!!!!!!

@lonelydncers i love u so much i might cry

[lifemod17]

The sunset yesterday looked like the clouds closest to the sun were truly on fire, almost like lava. Knew I simply had to share these with you <3

Sunsets like this really do make you just stop and stare in awe. It’s always better when you can experience it with someone else though, and who better than the sunset lover herself? Wish you could be there, ladybird. I’d stand right beside you against the railing of the landing outside, watching in silence as the sun goes down and the clouds and the sky briefly come alive. You could lean your head on my shoulder as long as you wanted to, I wouldn’t mind. If anything, I’d lean my head against the top of yours in response, or softly pet your hair if you’d be comfortable with it.

Happy timezones Tonee! I hope your day treats you well, or that you can find at least a moment of respite if you need one.

Hold please, let me collect my thoughts so I'm not an incoherent blubbering mess.

Aquaaaaa!!! The pictures were amazing as it is but your message with it is so very sweet I had to restrain myself from letting the dam of tears break so early in the morning when I caught a glimpse of this earlier 🥹🥹🥹

Your sky!!! Oh I am big fan of when the setting sun sets the sky ablaze. I love how even when it's almost buried behind the buildings and trees, her presence is still captivating, that even before you part ways with miss sun, she gives you one last gift. Her own way of saying "hey, I'll be gone for a while, I hope you don't forget me. Here's one last thing to remember me by- something to hold on to, until we meet again next time!"

And that first image, looks like it's a painting!! An actual work of art!!! Like WHAT is happening with those clouds up above??!! Idk, all I know is, I am ENTRANCED by them. I will never tire of saying how lucky we are that we never get the same sunset twice, each one carefully crafted for that day only.

And honey, there is nothing I would like more than to bask in the golden hour glory with you as we sit in comfortable silence and just exist in the moment. A moment where there are no problems or worries, just you and I and the setting sun 💛

[moon-and-stars-selfship]

🎃🍫🤠 for your choice?

Thank you for the ask! I'm gonna go ahead and do Rosaline for the first, the Howl (@virus-selfship's OC)for 2 and 3.

🎃 - Do you enjoy carving pumpkins together?

We absolutely love it. We do at least five pumpkins every year, with at least one being a Luma. She leaves the guts to me but we both have our own pumpkins. She's a lot better at making cute faces, while the ones I make are more goofy. After we're done she works a little magic to make them levitate, and she's said that the candle inside makes the faces flicker like stars~

🍫 - What is their favorite candy/treat?

Starburst. The red ones. Because the red ones are the best. He would assume you're an idiot for not knowing this.

🤠 - What is/was their very favorite thing to dress up as?

He absolutely abhors the idea of dressing up and will not degrade himself by doing so. However, after a bit of pleading and 'negotiating' he finally just grabs one of his lab coats, throws it on, and says "There I'm a doctor." in a deadpan voice. You take what victories you can with him.

[punemy-spotted]

😏🤲🏻🌹🌹🌹💐

Friend I am smoochin' you. So many smooches.

Here's a snippet from Chapter 1 of 16 Tons, again!

You can’t help yourself, really — you smile at him right back, the corners of your mouth tickin’ up despite the cruel scene playin’ out before your eyes, at least until you remember yourself and blink away the vision, If I kept the same hours as you pit boys, nobody’d be gettin’ patched up. Now. You’d best not be tellin’ me you were lurkin’ out here in the pitch dark waitin’ for me to finish my notes an’ close up the Clinic, Curtis Everett. Maybe you ought not have put words in his mouth — or taken’ ‘em out, as the case may be — as he shrugs at you and flashes you a grin you cannot see but are certain of, Then I won’t, Doc.

for every "🌹" received in my inbox i'll post one random sentence of a random WIP i'm currently writing

[thehalfbloodedwitch]

theres no way in hell im apologizing but i love you honey and i hope you know that

Well, no way in the freaking universe am I apologizing cuz it ain't even my mistake, and I love you too, more than you'll ever know

[rexscanonwife]

A little concept sketch of my Gravity Falls self insert! And as you can see, she's a werewolf! 0u0

She's normally in her first form when she's out and about, and when it's getting close to the full moon she looks like her second form before going full wolf! During that time period she starts getting a powerful craving for raw meat and she gets really itchy as her fur starts coming in, then the ears and tail follow! (At first glance I'm sure most of the townsfolk would just think she was a furry 😂)

In general she's very cheery, and she exhibits a lot of dog-like behavior (getting excited when the doorbell rings, noticing and perking up when she sees squirrels, shaking her whole body when she gets wet) and she has a somewhat irrational fear of rabies so she's not a very good hunter and actually tends to AVOID wild animals in the forest and stray dogs/cats. When she moves to Gravity Falls she opens a curios and oddities shop with her partner in crime, which a certain conman sees as competition, leading him and the mystery twins to go check it out 👀❓️

Taglist♡: @me-myself-and-my-fos @tiny-cloud-of-flowers @sunstar-of-the-north @dearly-beeloved @adoredbyalatus

@changeling-selfship @crushes-georg @cherry-bomb-ships @rosieaurora @rejaytionships @sunflawyer

@in-true-blue-love @tropicalgothships @little-miss-selfships @hotrodharts @cupiidzbow @frozenhi-chews @limey-self-inserts @candyheartedchy

[its-tortle]

so much energy

that's good!!! energy generally means your body is doing well, and that's what we like to hear

[one-winged-dreams]

Bleach OC just because I was doodling around, and possible new platonic f/o because look how cute he is.

Tishaan Bantor, Arrancar 51 and Aaroniero's fraccion. Resurrección is Cocodrilo. Aaroniero likes to make it blatantly clear that he can and will eat him if he wants to, and so Tishaan is just kind of resigned to that potential fate. He's got a defeatist attitude, but he's diligent. He's not good at talking to people, he'll just kind of stare at you like <:I if you try to keep a conversation with him going.

Edit: LMAO IT'S BEEN SO LONG SINCE I POSTED ART I FORGOR ABOUT MY TAG LIST

Tag list: @dearly-beeloved @adoredbyalatus @kylilah @dorothys-wife @the-sleeping-city

@goldenworldsabound @dear-gambler @little-miss-selfships @sunstar-of-the-north @mahitosoulmate

@faerie-circle-ships @heatobrienswife @tireddovahkiin

[its-tortle]

bee!!!! help this is SO CUTE and i adore you 🩷🩷🩷🩷 thank you 🥹

a pessimist by nature but in you, darling, i trust ᡣ𐭩 •｡ꪆৎ ˚⋅

for @its-tortle 🌷 happy birthday my darling

[gerrystamour]

you are my destroyer [gift fic]

Explicit★OMC Ship★1924 words★Complete

Hey remember that really sad fic I wrote a while back with two OCs? Well those characters are back and you get to see some of their epic lovestory for the birthday of my beeloved Bee @tboygareth!

Happy Birthday Bee!!!!

Sam: mine

Dom: @patchworkgargoyle

CW: Rough sex, idiots in love (they're so frustrating)

Sam sat on the patio of a small cafe, across from a post office where he’d tracked the PO box he’d been sending letters to for two years. He had landed the day before, got himself a hotel room, and had a fitful night of sleep. The plan was to wait until his mark arrived, and then engage. That was it, and yet Sam’s stomach was in complete knots about it.

It was risky, going to Cuba and finding Dom. D’Amore would have his head if he found out, that was for sure. Worse, Dom might side with his father on that. The fact that Dom even went along with this forced exile meant that he agreed on some level that Vincenzo D’Amore had a good enough reason to send him here.

Vincenzo Junior had other opinions on the matter, and Sam always liked following Vinny’s gut feelings more than his own.

He was about to flag down a server to order another coffee when finally, Sam saw his mark.

The man hadn’t changed at all, and yet Sam almost didn’t recognize him. Dom’s dark hair was longer, falling to his shoulders in curls that Sam wanted so desperately to tangle his fingers in. He was still pale, too, despite the sunny locale, and Sam couldn’t help the chuckle that bubbled up in his chest as Dom slipped into the post office.

With an excited grin, Sam stood up and tossed a pile of bills on the table and crossed the street, following Dom inside.

By the time Sam crossed the threshold, Dom was already standing at the wall of mailboxes, his lockbox still open while he rifled through the mail he’d received. Sam watched him for a moment, taking a silent, fortifying breath when Dom’s shoulders seemed to slump.

Reaching into the breast pocket of his own coat, Sam pulled a letter out and leaned close to Dom. “Excuse me, sir, I think the mailman dropped this,” he said, tone teasing and yet far more earnest than he would have liked.

Dom’s reaction was quick, and the world spun until Sam was slammed back against the wall of lockboxes. His free hand barely caught Dom’s other hand before the man could sink one of his favourite knives into Sam’s gut.

“Watch where you put that thing, Kitten,” Sam purred, smirking down at Dom as understanding and disbelief dawned on his expression. “Unless I’ve been reading your letters completely wrong, I don’t think you want me bleeding out all over the floor, yeah?”

Dom backed away quickly, almost as if he had been burned, looking Sam over as he tucked his knife away somewhere hidden. “How the fuck are you here?” he asked, and Sam was pretty sure Dom intended the question to sound sharp, cutting, but it missed the mark a bit.

Sam smirked, stepping closer to Dom. “Well, you see, Dom, we have these amazing contraptions called airplanes, right?” he said slowly, his mouth splitting his face with a proper grin as he towered over Dom, who was trying very hard not to smile and failing. “You get on them? And they fly you across oceans and shit? Surely, you’ve heard of them?”

“You asshole. Fuck off,” Dom bit out, the corners of his mouth ticking upward.

“I would rather fuck you, if given the choice,” Sam teased, and Dom’s eyes looked him over again.

This time, his gaze was hungry, especially with the way it lingered on Sam’s shaggy hair and beard. Stepping into Sam’s space, Dom grabbed the front of his shirt and pulled him down, just enough to growl in his face, “Come with me.”

Without further ado, Dom let go of Sam and spun on his heel, leaving the post office with a huff. Meeting the curious looks of the post office workers behind the counter, Sam winked and hurried after Dom, following him to a house that looked far too large for just one person to live in alone. Something sad and lonely twinged in Sam’s chest, a painful moment of empathy that had him wanting to hold Dom. The man would never allow it, so Sam would do the next best thing.

They barely cleared the threshold before Sam was slamming the door shut and crowding Dom against it. In a moment of blind, desperate desire, Sam dipped his head as if to kiss Dom, and the other man seemed to tip his mouth upward to accept it. But Sam caught himself, stopped short and rested his forehead against Dom’s, letting their breath mingle in the small, nearly nonexistent space between their mouths. Sam glanced down at Dom’s lips before meeting his eyes. Or he tried to meet Dom’s eyes, but the other man was also looking at his lips.

The fragile moment shattered as Dom sucked in a sharp breath and shoved Sam to his knees. “Put that mouth to proper use.”

Smirking, Sam reached up and literally ripped Dom’s pants open, letting them fall in a tattered heap around his ankles. “As you wish, Kitten,” he said, leaning in as Dom kicked one of his feet free to sling a leg over Sam’s shoulder, sealing his mouth around Dom’s perfect little dick.

From there, it was all heat and desperation, Sam wetly sucking Dom’s dick and licking into his cunt while Dom’s fingers twisted painfully in Sam’s hair. Above him, Sam could hear the thump of Dom’s head against the door as he let it fall back—high, shattered moans exploding from his throat.

Sam lost track of how much time he spent on his knees, as was often the case when he got to have Dom at his mercy like that. He couldn’t even be sure just how many times Dom came before he was being pushed away, Dom gasping a broken little, “Samuele, fuck, need your cock.”

“As you wish, Kitten,” Sam replied thickly, surging to his feet and picking Dom up.

They didn’t make it far, with Dom clinging to him and biting at Sam’s throat. As he stumbled past the living room, Sam turned abruptly and bent Dom over the back of the couch, one hand holding him down while he got his own belt and fly open with the other. When his cock was finally free, Sam wasted no time in lining up and shoving his cock into Dom’s cunt, bottoming out with a slick slap.

At Dom’s sharp hiss, Sam waited, trying to let Dom adjust to the intrusion, but it was certainly a test of patience. “Fuck, Kitten, you’re so fucking tight,” he gasped, hips twitching. He didn’t remember the fit being this snug before.

“Haven’t been fucked lately,” Dom admitted shakily, his nails digging into the leather seat of the couch. Sam tried not to think too much into that statement— it’s not like Dom was waiting for Sam, or that Dom was too hung up on Sam’s cock to have flings in Cuba— but there was still a part of him that was thrilled that he had no “competition” for Dom’s pleasure.

“Well,” Sam started, grabbing Dom’s hips tightly and slowly pulling out. “I’m gonna fix that for the next two weeks.”

The pace Sam set was punishing, brutal and relentless, chasing his own release at that point. He was close, desperate to spill his load inside Dom, hungry to watch his spend drip out of his cunt and down his thighs. Beneath him, Dom was noisy with almost shrill, punched out sounds as he just took what Sam gave him.

Leaning over Dom, Sam propped himself up with his hands on the seat of the couch and pressed several biting kisses to the back of Dom’s shoulder. When Dom threw his head back, Sam shifted his weight so he could gently wrap a hand around the base of Dom’s slender throat, making him arch his back dramatically. Grinding his cock into Dom’s cunt, Sam leaned as close to his face as possible and pressed a gentle kiss to his cheek.

At the soft caress, even as Sam ruthlessly ground his cock down into his g-spot, Dom turned his face toward Sam. With each roll of Sam’s hips, their lips would brush against each other. Not a kiss, but so fucking close it had desperate tears springing to Sam’s eyes.

Blinking the tears away and hoping Dom didn’t notice them, Sam moaned, “Dominik.”

“Samuele,” Dom whined back, his eyes half-lidded and hazy as he tried to meet Sam’s thrusts before he tensed up and clenched almost painfully hard around Sam’s cock.

Dom’s orgasm was intense, the wet heat of him becoming impossibly tight while a hot gush of water spilled around Sam’s cock, down both of their legs, and onto the floor. It wasn’t long after that Sam followed him noisily over the edge, pumping his seed deep into Dom’s cunt as he held their hips flush together.

“Christ, almost fucking forgot how fucking good of a lay you are,” Dom said hoarsely as he shuddered through the aftershocks of his release.

Sam just chuckled and pulled out, dropping to his knees behind Dom to pull his cunt open with his thumbs. “I’m not even close to being done with you today, sweetheart,” he said before licking a firm strip up the messy seam of Dom’s cunt, from dick to taint.

The sun had set by the time they found themselves on the bed, sweat cooling on their skin as they caught their breath. Sam was stretched out on his back, eyes closed with one arm tucked up under his head while the other was wrapped around Dom’s lithe body. The other man was pressed up against Sam’s side, his chin resting on his hand on Sam’s chest. Sam didn’t have to open his eyes to know that Dom was staring, and if the grump was staring he was probably overthinking something.

“Can smell those gears in your head overheating with all that thinkin’,” Sam grumbled, laughing and squirming away when Dom harrumphed and bit one of his nipples.

After they settled again, Dom asked, “Seriously, Sam, how are you here?”

Grunting, Sam shrugged before squawking when Dom bit him again. With a sigh, he kept his eyes closed as he said, “Vinny.”

Dom frowned. “Vinny?”

“Your old man went to Italy for a funeral,” Sam elaborated, shrugging. “So Vinny sent me here.”

There were several beats of silence, and Sam could feel Dom’s gaze on him. It went on long enough that Sam was about to open his eyes to finally look at the man in his arms, but then he felt Dom’s lips against his chest. It wasn’t quite a kiss either, but it was close enough to make that part of Sam that was in love with Dom ache.

“I’m glad you came,” Dom mumbled against his skin, and Sam finally opened his eyes to look down at him.

“Yeah?” he asked, smiling lightly.

“Yeah,” Dom hummed before rolling his eyes with a huff. “It was getting boring here.”

At that, Sam laughed. “Happy to be of service, sweetheart,” he said, and Dom smirked.

“Mm, like the sound of that. Service…” he purred, reaching down and wrapping his hand around Sam’s soft cock, squeezing until Sam hissed. “How quick do you think you can get this back up?”

With a sighing groan, his cock twitching already in Dom’s grip, Sam rolled them so that he was on top of Dom, his hips slotting between pale thighs. “As quick as you want it, sweetheart.”

[idyllic-ghost]

hello my beeloved a certified love of my life (real) i'm finally here for my vernon request after going through the emotion trenches (don't worry about it)

can i have a fluffy blurb of soulmate!vernon with prompts 2 and 3 please?

ilysm btw never forget that ♡♡♡ you're such a wonderful writer and person and i'm so happy to know and be friends with you ♡♡♡♡♡

- @aceofvernons

a/n: ilysm xannnnnn !!!!!!!!!!! i hope you enjoy this very very much !!

title: a promise between soulmates

prompts: 2. "I had a dream about you." 3. "I'm sorry if I gave you the wrong impression."

pairing: vernon x reader

warnings: none

word count: 0.5k

Requests are closed

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"Listen," Vernon said suddenly, awakening you from staring blankly into nothing.

Before you could process, he put his headphones over your ears and pressed play on his computer. You watched the screen, watching the the lines indicating the volume go up and down, while you listened to the first draft of a song which he had just finished.

"It's good," you murmured and took off the headphones.

"... that's it?" he asked. "Are you okay?"

You knew he'd be suspicious if that was your only reply, you always had something to say about his new tracks, but you couldn't bring yourself to think of something.

"Just tired... I didn't really sleep last night," you admitted. "Weird dreams."

Dreams of him. You never thought it would happen to you, but you finally had your soulmate dream. A once in a lifetime experience; if you were lucky, you'd get a dream of your soulmate. The person created for you, your other half. Not everyone got one, it was suspected that only one of the soulmates would get the dream - but no one really knew.

"Soulmate dreams?" Vernon joked but stopped laughing when you got quiet. "Wait, seriously?"

You stayed quiet, looking at his screen. Vernon didn't push for an answer, he knew better than that, and instead put his headphones back on. He continued working. His small studio suddenly felt like a vacuum chamber - the air around you left you stranded. You tugged his shirt, bringing his attention back to you. He took off his headphones. When you looked him in the eyes you realized you might have to tell him what could ruin your friendship forever. The dream was of him, yes, and it was a soulmate dream - you could feel it. However, just because you dreamed it didn't mean that he would accept it. What if he didn't want you as his soulmate?

"I had a dream... about you," you whispered.

His eyebrows shot up to his hairline, and his eyes widened. You could see him process it as his lips pursed together and he nodded. For each breath either of you took, your heart sank a little in your chest. As you pulled away your hand, Vernon grabbed it. The small act of affection quieted the running thoughts in your head.

"That's okay with me," he said, "I'm sorry if I gave you the wrong impression. I think being your soulmate would be pretty cool."

He gave you a soft smile and squeezed your hand. The two of you chuckled at his wording. He left you feeling less tense than you were when you first met up with him today. You intertwined his fingers with yours, and leaned over both his and your armrest to put your head on his shoulder.

"I don't know what this means," you said softly, "But we'll figure it out, right?"

"We'll figure it out."

You nodded, feeling very content with your sudden confession. He had always just been a friend to you. Someone you could talk to and someone who made you feel understood. You could've never imagine a relationship with him. Soulmates didn't mean romantically involved, of course, but it was a nice thought to play around with. Either way, you knew you'd be there for each other - and you'd help each other in any way you could. The idea of soulmates was a promise of being with you no matter what, and that was enough for now.

"Can I listen to that again?"

[vampfiire]

Challenging you all!

Put your music library on shuffle, then list the first five songs that come up in a poll to let people vote for which one they like the most!

Then tag Tumblr friends to keep the game going!

thank you @cachow-it for the tag <3

tagging (no pressure): @beeloved @likegoldintheair @magentamee @foreverwithatinygoat @grapehyasynth @midnightmoon27 @isitcasualnow @ineffablecollision & anyone else that wants to participate <3

[thehalfbloodedwitch]

Love it love it love love it !!!!

it caught on in a flash

<33 love youuu my munchkinss

beware! bee scared!

[camilladerricoart]

It's #WorldBeeDay today! 🐝🐝✨ Did you know I have an obsession with bees? They're one of the cutest creatures I could ever paint or draw for the rest of my life. Their hardworking nature and the way they contribute to our ecosystem inspire me endlessly. 🖌️🎨 Here’s to celebrating these tiny heroes! Share your favorite bee facts or artwork in the comments! Let’s spread the buzz about how important they are. 🐝🐝🌸💛

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#BeeLove #SaveTheBees #ArtInspiration #PollinatorPower #BeeFacts #BeeArt #camilladerroart #beeday #happybeeday

[chanrizard]

GIF REMAKE CHALLENGE! ✨

📩 remake someone's else coloring, sharpening, slowing, and resizing. do your best to get close to the original and share how you did. make a new gif to challenge those you tag to recreate. share the source video if possible! try not to tell those you tagged anything to help them: see what they can figure out and how close they get on their own! if you're tagged in several, you can do one or all, whatever you like! if they have a giffing tutorial, shared actions, etc., you can use that to aid your recreation!

@changbeens​ bee my beeloved 💗

i had so much fun trying to recreate your pretty gif but i think i coined a plethora of new curse words in the process adhjsda i couldn’t figure out how to add that pink hue to the gif and i had to remake the psd twice

then when i thought i was finally done and i was reasy to export the gif i noticed the speed didn’t match at all, i was ready to rip my hair out one by one lmao

now your bin has a... well maybe not a twin but a close cousin i hope :]

@minzbins​ mel mel mel... your seungmin made me despair quite a lot, i think it’s the gif that took me the longest? and there’s still something a little off with the reds, this was so hard 🫠 started making it had a breakdown bon appetit this is the final result i hope i did your beautiful gif justice <3

@chalamst​ ahhh thank you for choosing a shot of squishy lino!! those stage lights were a nightmare to color and your gifs looks so so nice, surprisingly enough it’s the one i finished the quickest, maybe because it’s the closest to my own style of coloring <3

im tagging @yang-innie @woodziecup @yonglixx @bangzchan @leenope @babycatlix and @cheekyquokka ​ no pressure of course! my challenge for you is this stage, 00:03:22