#haley beads

[snuize]

Finally finished making half the romanceable villagers

started this probably a year or two ago but got into stardew again before the recent update

[arc-lynn]

Recently got into candi! Made my Haley art into stickers and did some summer/sunflower themed candi projects.

[secretly-tumb1r]

Roadtrip - hotch x reader part 2

part one

summary: when hotch finally sheds his stubbornness, he decides to drive back to Quantico from New York, in an attempt to rest his punctured eardrum. You couldn’t leave him without company, so you join him.

warnings: 18+ MDNI, age gap (hotch in his late 40s reader in her late 20s), unprotected sex (p in v) oral (fem receiving), no mentions of haley

a/u: thank you guys so much for the support on the first part of this, you’re all so so sweet💞 i truly hope you enjoy this part too💞 xoxo

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You’ve kissed people before, but never like Aaron. It was almost like you had been starved of his taste, and him of yours. The kiss was so rough and angry, angry at the fact you didn’t do this earlier. If you knew it would be this good, you would’ve jumped his bones the minute you saw him.

There was no doubt he was more experienced than you, he was a lot older too, but right now, you were both just as starved and as messy and impatient as the other.

The kiss was so impactful, you could feel your arousal start to pool in your panties. Looking for any sort of relief, you start grinding on his crotch, giving you easy access to it since you were straddling him while he was laying down. You could feel him get harder by the second and that only made you moan in his mouth.

He gently bit your lower lip as he moved down to kiss your jawline and lower to your neck, finding that sweet spot that made you arch your back and drop your jaw in a silent moan.

His lips explored your body as they reached your covered breasts. Big hands cupped both your tits as both index and thumb fingers pinched and rolled your nipples.

“fuck a-aaron”

“i know baby i know”

“please please” you were a moaning mess above him. He flipped you on your back so now he was on top of you, a coy smirk plastered on his face.

“what is it baby hm? cmon use your words sweetie”

the pet names made you wetter (if that was even possible) you needed him now.

“please f-fuck me aaron”

he chuckled deeply, laughing at how desperate you were. His hands moved down from your breasts to your lower stomach. He lowered himself on the bed on his stomach as he began to kiss your inner thighs.

“awh poor baby” he rubbed a finger on your clothed cunt, arousal seeping through it. “so wet” he looks mesmerised by your glossy panties. “all this for me huh baby?” you shook your head frantically and moaned, giving him the answer he wanted.

“don’t worry sweetie i’ll make it better” his big fingers hooked around the hem of your panties as he ripped them off in a sudden movement, the cool air hitting your weeping cunt, making you clench around nothing.

He pecked your swollen clit, and looked up in your eyes to see your reaction. Your head was thrown back, your hair messy. A bead of sweat rolled down your forehead, your body already so hot even thought nothing had happened yet.

He ran his tongue up and down your slit, gaining a hiss from your throat. He groaned. “fuck honey, you taste amazing” He started flicking his tongue up and down, he was a starved man and this was his last mean. Suddenly he put his finger up to your lips “suck” you gladly took it in and swirled your tongue around the tip of his finger, he let out a shaky breath as your spit coated his finger. He took it out your mouth with a ‘pop’ and teased your entrance.

Just as you were about to complain he he inserted his finger in your cunt, knuckles deep. His fingers were far bigger from yours giving you a pleasure you were never able to give yourself.

“you think you can take another one baby?” you nodded frantically and a low chuckle escaped him. He stretched you open when he added another finger, pleasure building deep inside your stomach.

His head lowered to suck on your clit, his touch was addictive. “fuck- ‘m close!” he started to pump his fingers faster as he looked up at you making eye contact. He looked too pretty between your legs, hair messed up and nose up aganist your pelvic bone. You could come just at the sight. Your hand flew to his hair as you started grinding on his face. Suddenly you felt it. You let go all over his face.

When he came up, his face looked delicious soaked in your arousal. He licked his lips and fingers clean as he kissed you deeply, allowing you to taste yourself, “please aaron need you inside” you managed to croak out between kisses.

Your hands flew to his pants button, undoing it quickly. “someone’s eager” he laughed and you could only moan.

You could see his bulge through his boxers, he looked so big.

Your mouth watered at the sight as you pulled down his boxers, his cock springing out proudly, leaking with pre cum.

“lay down baby” his gentle voice awakened something inside you, and you couldn’t help but do as he said.

His lips found your neck again as he aligned his tip with your entrance making you tense up. “relax honey” his hand started circling your nipple.

He finally thrusted into you, letting you accommodate to his size. He was massive, bigger than anyone else you’ve ever been with.

He started to move, picking out his pace, slow but steady. “aaron- faster please” you pleaded.

“oh you like it rough huh?” he cocked his eyebrow up. He flips you on your stomach pressing his large hand on your lower back to make your back arch.

You were a moaning mess. He rammed his cock in your pussy at an ungodly pace, hitting that spongy spot inside that made you mewl.

Aaron wasn’t the one to come quickly, but your sweet noises accompanied by the noises your sweet pussy was making around his cock was like a symphony, music to his ears.

His hands dug into your hips so hard he was sure it would leave marks. He wanted that. He wanted to mask you as his.

His strong hand moved to your front where he started circling your clit making you moan even louder.

“fu- aaron yes god! i’m gonna c-“ you interrupted yourself with pornographic moans.

“cmon baby let it go, make a mess on my cock.”

that was all you needed. You were sure you’d never had a better orgasm before, your pussy clenched around his cock making him cross the finish line too, you could feel thick spurts of come pairing your walls.

Aaron pulled out mesmerised by the mixture of your cums together. Two of his fingers collected the dripping come and pushing it back inside, groaning loudly. The overstimulation make you whinge.

After Aaron had cleaned you up and made you go to the bathroom (reid had told him about the dangers of utis after sex), you found yourselves cuddled in eachothers arms.

Your soft breathing acting like a sleeping pill for Aaron, and he was sure this was the best nights sleep he’s had in a while.

It became a problem that he tasted you because now he would never let you go.

OH MY GOD GUYS!! this was so hard to write😭 i love reading smut but writing it, not so much!! i gross myself out💔 HOPE YOU LOVED THIS PART please lmk down in the comments I LOVE YOU ALL SO SO MUCHHH💞💞 xoxo

@mrs-ssa-hotch

[lovesickletters]

💜𝒮𝒶𝒸𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓇𝒾𝓃ℯ 𝒮𝓌ℯℯ𝓉💜

𝒮𝓉𝒶𝓇𝒹ℯ𝓌 𝒱𝒶𝓁𝓁ℯ𝓎 | 𝒮ℯ𝒷𝒶𝓈𝓉𝒾𝒶𝓃／ℰ𝓁𝓁𝒾ℴ𝓉／ℋ𝒶𝓁ℯ𝓎 𝓍 ℛℯ𝒶𝒹ℯ𝓇 {𝒮ℯ𝓅𝒶𝓇𝒶𝓉ℯ𝓁𝓎}

𝒮ℯ𝒷𝒶𝓈𝓉𝒾𝒶𝓃

It was the usual time, on that particular night when you stepped onto the veranda and felt a wave of the warm spring air wash over you, that you saw Sebastian sitting on the edge of the patio, one leg hanging off the side as he leaned on his other knee tucked close to his chest. You could already guess why from the small white stick clutched in his hand and the small rectangular box sitting beside him. His head swivelled to greet you, nodding briefly at you with the look of someone caught off guard.

“Hey.”

He turned back to looking out across the rolling fields of crops and sleepy barns full of assortments of animals, something clearly playing on his mind he didn’t care to toss into the air. He liked to come out here to think, and have a smoke, occasionally.

You took a seat beside him, and raised your eyebrows in surprise as the writing on the package beside him became clearer with proximity.

“Yeah, candy cigarettes. It’s not much but I guess it’s something.” He smiled at you, placing the end of one between his lips idly like a real cigarette. A cruelly sweet idea popped into your head.

Unable to resist the chance to playfully scare him you leaned all the way in towards him, your hand sweeping up to take a hold of his chin and turn his face back towards you. The candy cigarette went limp between his limps as he flushed, looking back at you with a startled, flustered expression as you leaned in close…

And with a *crunch* you stole the end of his candy treat, moving back with a wicked smirk as you did so. His eyebrows knit together in cute yet annoyed confusion as he huffed, his blush going tomato red from the way your shoulders shook with the chuckle you were holding back.

“You’re sleeping on the couch for that.”

ℰ𝓁𝓁𝒾ℴ𝓉

With an overexcited grin you proudly thrust your prize in front of Elliot’s face, showing off a shiny new lollipop you’d won at The Valley fair earlier. It was far too large and bright red, like every stereotypical lollipop ever. There was a bow neatly tied around the top of the stick and a little piece of card attached to a string on it, reading in scrawled lettering;

*’To: Elliot’*

Despite the unorthodox manner in which you presented your gift to him, he took your offering graciously, and couldn’t stop the smile that fought its way to his face as he thanked you for the gift.

“I won this for you at the fair! I hope you like it, try it now!!”

“Well I suppose I could take a break from my writing desk for today. Better than staring at an empty page all day!”

With your pressuring and the tempting state of the lollipop Elliot smiled cheerfully and began removing the wrapper in a careful manner, taking care not to drop the wrapper on the ground. It was only when the plastic wrapping had been fully removed did you realise the consequences of your actions, as with a sparkle in his eye, Elliot began licking and sucking at the lolly with an agonising manner. Taking care to taste every bit of it as he lowered it down to the base of his tongue in the way one might hypothetically place something larger inside you were only too aware of the blush creeping across your face.

With a pop, Elliot pulled the treat from his mouth, brushing his long hair out of the way as he looked at you, struggling to keep a smirk off of his face as you steamed.

“Oh my dear, is something the matter?”

ℋ𝒶𝓁ℯ𝓎

“Haley, look!”

Haley’s attention drifted from the lip gloss she was applying with the help of her compact mirror towards your grinning face. You were showing her something, a set of beads on a string around your neck. Upon further inspection as she looked closer, she could see it was one of those candy necklaces that little kids would wear years ago. She could recall wearing layers of them as a kid like they were fine jewellery, or at least until her sister Emily devoured them.

Refocusing back on your face, she could faintly hear you talking about some menial tasks you did that day, planted some new vegetables and milked some cows or whatever it is farmers do. She knew she should be paying more attention but she was distracted by a wonderful idea that popped into her head out of nowhere.

“…-And then I had to go see Marnie about this chicken of hers because- Haley? What are you doing?” You were pulled from your spiel by the sight of Haley’s eyes continuing to rest on your neck distractingly. “Oh yeah, if you want to try them I have some extra-“

She moved faster than you expected, placing her lips against your throat without warning. Your hands went to her shoulders on instinct, pressing back on them as you felt her nip at your skin, smearing lip gloss as she went. A shiver went up your spine as she licked and bit at your neck, letting out a sigh.

“Mmmm~ so sweet~!”

Moving away without any recognition of what she’d just done she pulled out her mirror again to reapply her lip gloss, crumbled bits of necklace still sitting on her lower lip. “You can continue going on about your chickens, or whatever-“

[noblehouseofgay]

My marauders Pride headcannons

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･

Regulus- trans man, he/him, gay, went to his first Pride with james and sirius. Sirius painted a little trans flag on reg's cheek. And reg had a little trans flag sticking out of his pocket bc its subtle enough and not too flashy. Sirius also painted his nails the trans flag

James- bi, he/him, the biggest ally ever, will fight anyone who's homophobic or transphobic. Always always goes to pride, even before he realized he was queer himself. Carries around little flags and pride bracelets to give out. Wears a bi cape ofc

Sirius- queer, genderfluid, he/they, will fight you. He's considered drag before, hell maybe he's done it. Flashy as fuck as pride, I'm talking glitter, a flag cape, Pride makeup, painted nails, the whole thing. Definitely rides around Pride on james shoulders while they cause gay chaos

Remus- gay (or bi, i go back and forth), he/they. Has a special cane he uses for pride month, it's painted a subtle rainbow and has some stickers on it (sirius added those).

Peter- he/him, could be fruity could be an ally, who knows. But he definitely goes to pride with his friends for a good time. Usually the driver bc he's the one who won't take too long getting ready so he'll for sure be on time

Dorcas- she/her, lesbian. Has t h e most gorgeous Pride makeup ever. Same with her nails. Her clothes are more subtle but they're hella cute. Probably helped pick out outfits for most of the group, especially regulus (both her and sirius helped him a lot)

Marlene- butch lesbian, she/her. Always has the ends of her hair pink, but for pride she does pink and orange. Wears a virgin killer shirt and boots with lesbian flag chains on then. Flag cape obviously. But said cape gets used like a leash by dorcas when Marlene tries to cause too much chaos (not in a kinky way but in a "my gf is basically my baby sitter" way)

Lily- lesbian, she/her. Originally identified as bi but later realized it was comphet. Subtle lesbian pride makeup done by dorcas. Lots of little bracelets she made for pride, has some to give out as well (james got the idea from her).

Mary- bi, she/her. Has the cutest outfit. Did her own hair and helped Lily with hers. Has pride flower earrings she made herself (made a matching pair for lily).

Pandora- pan, demigirl, she/they. Put little pan colored beads in her braids. Has a flower crown she made, she made some for the others too. Has the most fun outfit, super flowy and colorful. Pride butterfly themed makeup and she put jewels on her face

Barty- bi, arospec, he/they. Believes in kink at pride lmao. Wanted to wear a collar and everything but Evan said no. He wore it anyway. Has rainbow tears makeup under his eyes (Haley Williams as the reference if you don't get what I mean).

Evan- gay, aspec, he/him. Honestly only goes to keep barty in line but ends up having fun with his friends anyway.

[lucy-the-demon]

Ive been making sdv bracelets for days

They can't all fit on one arm

Im wearing my Shane bracelet proudly

Not making a Harvey bracelet, you can't make me!

And I spelled Hailey the way it should be spelled

Sorry Hailey stans, it's spelled Hailey not Hayley or Haley

It's Hailey

H-a-i-l-e-y

Ok I'm done with that rant

Only made her a bracelet because her color scheme is beautiful, whilst I like Shane WAY more than her (cyber sure does know) and they shouldn't even be compared honestly they're completely different people who just happen to be rude to you when you meet them. I can admit when a woman is beautiful. I wanted to use my pastels

And The shiny blue bead next to their names on all these bracelets represents the mermaid pendant which represents them being a marriage candidate. Makes sense? Good.

[sdv-confessions]

To the anon that has Haley in their wallet. I see you. I see you. I have Shane made out of perler beads up on my bedroom wall. Above my bed actually.

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[ddaz3d-and-cc0nfused]

𝙳𝙰𝚈 𝚃𝙷𝚁𝙴𝙴: Decorating the Tree w/ Aaron Hotchner

a/n: omg i am so sorry that i'm three days behind on this challenge, ao3 messed up my tags on all 103 fics so i've had to go back and relabel all of them. thank you so much for your patience, and this challenge has now officially begun!

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You were sure that ninety-nine percent of the time, you were babysitting little Jack Hotchner while his dad was out saving lives. You had entered the single father's life when he needed your help the most.

You knew Haley's sister, and she had recommended you when she couldn't watch the boy. At first, you were hesitant, seeing as though how hectic his work hours were, and you were still in college. But you were well graduated by now, and more than willing to watch Jack for days, even weeks on end, and it wasn't just because of your admiration of his father.

Was the whole 'babysitter having a crush on the father' thing a bit cliche? Of course it was, and you would feel ashamed if it wasn't for the way that he looked at you when he had gotten home.

Jack was sure that this would be another December without his father, and you were determined to distract the saddened boy by showing up to the apartment with all sorts of fun arts and crafts, and tonight, you guys were going to make some ornaments. Of course you didn't give him the glass kind, but the cheap wooden ones that were shaped in either a star or a tree, there wasn't much variety, but Jack seemed hellbent on putting as much detail onto the tree that he chose as he could.

"Do you think daddy will like it?" You heard him pipe up from besides you. You were working on an ornament of your own, your fingers wet with glue as a piece of a pipe cleaner stuck to it. The tree had a poorly drawn star on the top that was then filled in with yellow glitter glue. Beads were glued in place of the bulbs, some ranging from red, blue, to purple; it was a colourful mess and you loved it so much.

"It looks great buddy!" You praised him enthusiastically. You gently wove your finger through the white string that would soon be used to hang it up on the tree. "Once it dries, you wanna put it right next to your dad's FBI ornament?" You asked with a smile. He nodded with a small pout, beginning to rub his eye in a attempt to wash away the tiredness.

"Yeah." He said quietly. Your smile softened, gently setting the piece down as you gripped his tiny hand, "C'mon," You said, "Let's put you to bed."

He went down without a fight, you tucking him in as you placed a warm kiss to his forehead.

You wished that it could always be like this, you putting him to bed as you treated to you and Aaron's room, but it wasn't right, and you knew that it wasn't, but why did you want it so bad?

You began to decorate the tree that you had managed to get out from the hall closet that it was stuffed into. It wasn't anything too impressive, but it was good enough for you as you did as you promised, putting his father's FBI vest ornament near the very top. Your ears piqued when you heard the front door quietly open, shutting with faint click as you listened to Aaron kick off his shoes.

You knew the man must've been tired, and with all of the lights off, the only thing illuminating the entire apartment being the Christmas lights, you wouldn't be surprised if he just straight up passed out.

You watched as Aaron's eyes fell on to his messy dinning table, which had all sorts of fun things scattered on it. He picked of Jack's tree, examining it.

"Be careful," You called out to him softly, "It might be wet still. I hadn't put Jack down that long ago, if you want to see him. There's also dinner in the fridge, it should still be warm, but y'know, it's cold and all that." You rambled aimlessly. "Thank you." Aaron had finally said, stomping over to you.

"You didn't have to do this." Motioning to your splurging of Christmas decorations. You just shrugged, grinning at him. "It was the least I could do, Aaron. Plus, I like doing this, and it was totally worth it, because Jack had a fun time too." You could see a grin of his own tugging at the corner of his lips. "Is that so?" You nodded, "Yep. Who do you think that tree is for?"

And you could've sworn you saw his eyes light up.

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[stardewremixed]

I saw your post about NPC pairings!! I really like the idea of Sam and Emily as a pairing. One loves to play music, one loves to dance. They’re both high-energy and quirky in their own ways! I would love to see a list of headcanons for them, platonic or romantic! Exploring the dynamics between the NPCs is so much fun!

Hi. So sorry 😭 for the ridiculous long delay.

Sam & Emily headcanons

Emily only brings Sam root beers on the nights when he plays pool at the Saloon. He doesn't really drink, and he wants to be on top of his game. He still fails. Emily added a scoop of vanilla ice cream at the end of the night to cheer him up. 😋 🍦

Emily's parrot gets loose once and Sam notices it while he's out boarding. 🦜 He goes out of his way to rescue the bird, endearing himself to Em.

Sam once asked Emily to watch Vincent in a pinch. His mom was gone and he needed to get to work. She, of course, agreed and proceeded to pull out a big chest of costumes to play dress up with Vincent (and they had a blast). She had to make adjustments so the clothes could fit the little boy. This inspired Sam to ask Emily for help making his Spirit's Eve costume. 🎃

Emily twisted her ankle at the Luau one time, dancing on the beach. Sam gave her a piggy back ride home. 🌴 💃

Sometimes they close the place down, trying to beat the next level of the arcade games 🕹 🎮 at the Saloon. Emily is surprisingly competitive but it's all in good fun!

Jodi always cooks a feast for her growing boys. Sometimes Sam brings leftovers to the lovely neighbor girls. Haley doesn't like cooking and she's picky and Emily doesn't always have time between work and her projects. Emily always appreciates a hot meal (even if it's lukewarm by the time Sam remembers to bring it by). She doesn't mind because it's an excuse to enjoy his warm smiles. 😀 🍽

Jodi isn't great at sewing. When Sam rips his jeans or cargo shorts again trying to do an epic kick flip, he brings his pants to Emily to fix. She is a bit flighty too, but Sam always forgives her absent-mindedness. He's that way too. 🪡 🧵 And she sometimes stitches something in a fun color.

These two always volunteer to host face painting 🎨 at the Stardew Fair. Often there's more paint on their hands and ears and arms and clothes than their actual faces. Usually because they're laughing and teasing each other too much. 😏

Emily would teach a yoga/meditation class 🧘‍♀️ 🧘‍♂️ after the Community Center is renovated. And Sam is her enthusiastic first participant. Of course, he has the hardest time sitting still, but he would try for Emily.

They would build the best sandcastles on the beach. ⛱️ 🏰 I'm talking EPIC! Maybe even would challenge others to a contest.

Once Sam starts working at the movie 🎬 theater, he would always make sure they stock items for kale smoothies. He might hate the "green stuff" but he knows how much Emily loves it. 💚 For a "first date," he'd use his employee discount and take Emily to her favorite movie.

Sam doesn't like venturing in the mines, but he would commission someone to keep an eye out for Emily's favorite gemstones. Then he would find a craftsman to turn it into a pretty necklace or bracelet or pair of earrings (not Clint). Even if it meant saving his pay for months... it's worth it to make her happy. 💎

Sam would totally invite Emily to join his DnD circle. 🎲 She would make an awesome elf, I think! Even if it takes her a bit to learn the rules. Sam is a surprisingly patient and enthusiastic teacher.

Cloud gazing and picking out fun shapes in the clouds ⛅️ would be a fun shared experience. Was that a mermaid floating by? 🧜‍♀️ 🧜‍♂️ Or a fire truck? 🚒

Emily would regularly give Sam a tarot readings. She would give him little crystals and beads 🔮 for positive energies, which he would keep in his pockets. And pull out the Ouija board every October. And he would be totally into it. 👍

She would be in the front row dancing and cheering at every one of his concerts. 🎸 And she would encourage Sam to pursue his music. 🎶 It's a beautiful dream and she would fully support him! ❤️ And Sam would work hard so Emily could spend more time making clothes, her real passion. 👕 👗 🥻 👚

Their home would be vibrant - full of color, music, and life. 🏡 A beautiful, messy, and sometimes chaotic space, but you can feel the love when you walk inside. It's so uniquely them. ❤️ 💙 💛

[blackquillchillin]

Okay for Simon romancing people in Stardew Valley, we gotta evaluate the potential relationship with each of the characters, so, starting with the Bachelors!!

Alex: gives young person vibes, similar to how Sam does, but more then that i just don't think he's Simon's type. Cocky Jock with Gridball on the brain, eh. I don't know they'd have anything to talk about, really.

Elliott: Aesthetically quite nice, though I don't know if I picture Simon as being very appearance focused in partnerships. Very Artsy. Could work, though I think Simon would be pretty neutral towards him initially.

Harvey: Huge Bonus is that he does not appear as young as some of the other Bachelors. I'm also biased, as He and Sam are the only two I've gotten to marriage to personally. (and quite liked both of them) That said...I don't think he has enough Confidence for Simon. He's dedicated to being a doctor, sure, but he's also nervous, with huge amounts of anxiety at times. He talks constantly about the health and safety of the town, but when other topics do come up, particularly in dating, he's easily flustered. As cute as i find him (and his mustache) I don't think Simon would be interested.

Sam: Reads as too young. everything's still about skateboards and music. Not too young for romance, mind, I romanced him, but too young for Simon. does have golden retriever energy though, which is nice, and really loves his younger brother, also a plus. and he does grow a little once married, But I think it would feel weird. Better match for someone Athena or Apollo's age.

Sebastian: Now here's where we get into the fun stuff!! I think Sebastian would NOT like Simon, who in turn would be....very neutral towards the young man, and completely unaware of the one sided rivalry brewing. See, a lot of the problems Sebastian faces are concerns about not being able to establish himself. He's living in his Mom's basement, with his Step Father he dosn't get along well with, and half-sister who he sees as being favored over him. He also feels no one takes his job seriously, (example, in his two heart event we learn Abigail plans to come visit regardless of him working) but one thing he IS is the town's resident Goth, even more so then Abby. So, imagine, just imagine, how frustrating it would be for him when Simon rolls up, Grumpy and Standoffish, Shock of black hair, dressed all in black, hawk perched on his shoulder, already having his own space with a job everyone recognizes and not having to answer to anyone. If we wanted to count who's edgier, Simon's even been to prison. Heck, in this world he might even have prison tats, anything could happen. And Simon? not the least bit concerned about this, or even aware.

Shane: On the one hand, no one should romance Shane. Shane needs a friend, absolutely, but he also needs therapy, and is not ready to commit to marriage. I might feel differently about this if he wasn't returning to drinking after tying the knot, or reacted to you giving him Beer after quitting. On the other hand, they're both deeply troubled, and I absolutely pair deeply troubled fictional characters, both romantically and platonically. (Bobby Lives! Blackbright whomst, on both counts) They could be deeply troubled.....together..........

And that's the Bachelors! Next up, Bachelorettes..... Abigail: One of her Big character conflicts is growing pains and tension with her Dad. Too young for Simon.

Emily: Too new age-y. I do think they could be friends, though. She'd gift him crystals to "help him absorb negative energy" and he'd get caught in anything she's hung from the ceiling, like dream catchers or beaded curtains. She would be brightly optimistic even as he grouses about life, though wouldn't always appreciate his sarcastic ways.

Haley: Okay hear me out, same energy as Blackmahdi, or NyQuill as I prefer to call it. Sure, it's missing the Ying-Yang color scheme, but consistently arguing? taking pot-shots at each other? both being complex characters with real human motivations underneath their cruel exterior? yeah. It could work. Emily wouldn't be thrilled that that's how they talk to each other though.

Leah: Don't have a reason for it other then I just don't see it. Like, sure, it could happen, but I just don't think it would, you know?

Maru: Simon would be immediately put off by her dad, like that's a big no. Also, she reads fairly young, being at least younger then Seb. also, while he may be reasonably fond of her as a person, (or maybe not, i dunno) I think growing up with Aura may have killed any interest in inventors in general.

Penny: Okay, I know I said Harvey was too timid for Simon, and Penny doesn't exactly exude confidence, but it's not the same. She's a lover of children, who's actively trying to teach the only two children in town. She's aggressively helpful, and trapped in rough circumstances. Also, he could sweep her up in his arms and hold her close and she could gently help him through his anxiety attacks and no I'm not projecting-

Lastly, It's not Romance, but Platonic,

Krobus: No notes. Sweet little guy. Perfection. Simon would share his house with him, as would anyone.

And that's the list!! let me know if you want to hear potential dynamics with the other townsfolk, I may have more thoughts about some of them then others, of course.

[tea-with-evan-and-me]

no need to apologize! do you mean the black string bracelet with the bead? he’s been wearing it for a while now, but i’m not sure the origin or if there’s any significance behind it.

Pretty sure the bead is an “evil eye” meant for protection. (I don’t believe in it but my friends do) Frances wears them a lot and I’m pretty sure he’s worn it since he was with her 👀

i think people first seemed to comment and take notice back in february or so of last year. people speculated it was from haley lu, but it could’ve been from the frannie era.

[hypnolurker]

Haley gets a Ride

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Walking to work in her smart clothing, Haley was not really paying attention to the cars passing by her. It was a shock when one particularly nice black car pulled up next to her in the street and a male voice called her from the back seat.

“Excuse me miss, would you like a ride?” The stranger asked from inside the car as he opened the door and beckoned her towards him.

Haley wasn’t really interested in a ride with a strange man and she initially considered just walking past and trying to ignore them. Of course her curiosity got the better of her and she approached the car to see who the man was. Perhaps it was actually someone she knew, even though the voice and car were both unfamiliar. Either way it couldn’t hurt to get a look at the man’s face and if she didn’t recognise him she could just say no and walk away.

Once she was stood in front of the open door she peered inside and saw a fairly handsome twenty-something man looking back at her expectantly as he offered her a seat.

“You look like you could use a ride. Don’t be shy, hop in.” He said kindly.

Haley wasn’t sure about this whole thing. Strangers didn’t just offer you lifts. Especially not rich guys with nice cars and chauffeurs. She wondered what exactly this guy must do if he has an expensive vehicle like this, but more importantly she worried that he was trying to abduct her. If she got in his car he could drive her off to some secluded location and murder her or something. She definitely should not get in that car.

Yet…looking at the man’s face she found herself uncertain. He was genuinely attractive and his smile seemed sincere…plus his eyes…his eyes were wonderful. Like little saucers of colourful liquid shimmering in front of her. It was easy to get lost looking at his eyes, the pale green colour was rather beautiful and there were all these flecks of light and slight details that somehow captured her gaze so marvellously.

She was so lost in his eyes she barely noticed that she was already leaning half way into the car and as she continued to be captivated by his stare he reached out to grab her hand and pulled her inside gently. The door shut behind her and the car began to drive away. Poor Haley only snapped out of her daze once the car was driving away and realised what she had gotten herself into.

“Oh um I didn’t mean to…well it’s just your eyes…ah anyway you can just drop me off here I really didn’t want a ride anyway so…” A slightly anxious Haley stammered to the handsome passenger.

“Oh but you do want a ride.” The man told her. “Can’t you feel your body aching?”

Haley’s eyes widened and her mouth opened as if to respond but all she did was exhale calmly as she gazed back at the man’s eyes and whatever response she had intended was lost.

He was right. Her body did ache. Not from the walking. She wasn’t tired or worn out. It was a different kind of ache. Transfixed now on the man’s features, his jawline, his stubble, his lips…ugh…Haley knew the ache he was talking about. She hadn’t taken notice but it was true. She was yearning for something and every part of her body was telling her exactly what she wanted. Somehow he had just revealed her urges and she could no longer ignore them.

The car was so stuffy. She felt a bead of sweat drip down her brow as the heat slowly bubbling up inside her own body wasn’t helping matters.

“Please, get comfortable. I don’t mind of you take some things off.” The man told her.

Haley was now feeling dizzy from the heat…or his eyes…she honestly couldn’t tell. Her body was burning with this need to be touched and the way the man was simply sitting there contently looking at her made her furious. What is he doing?!? Why is he not touching me? I thought he was gonna take me by force in the back seat here…god why do I want that so badly? What is happening to me? Just a minute ago everything was normal and now I’m fucking going crazy!

Haley angrily pulled at her shirt and undid several buttons exposing her cute bra and ample cleavage. The handsome passenger still watching patiently as Haley stifled a soft grunt and shifted nervously trying to adjust her skirt as she felt her panties beginning to soak up her juices.

“You’re so needy aren’t you?” He asked with a sly smile.

Haley could only nod and blush as her hips began to wriggle uncontrollably and her mind felt like it was melting.

“You need a ride don’t you?” The man asked.

Her pussy clenched when she heard him say it. It felt like it was crying out for a cock to just slide inside her…fill her up…plug that emptiness that was suddenly so unbearable. She hadn’t realised she was this desperate, in such urgent need of a proper stuffing. She nodded her head quickly and squeaked out a “yes”.

Without saying anything more the man undid his pants and patted his lap as a signal for her to get on. She didn’t hesitate to pull down her skirt and puts aside her dripping panties as she jumped on top of him and eagerly pulled out his hard cock.

Her legs twitched and she moaned deeply as she grasped his fleshy, stiff rod in her hands with joy. Pussy glistening and practically opening up for him as she straddled his waist and pushed his cock head up against her entrance.

“Ohhhhh God!” She yelled as she slid down on top of his fat, throbbing cock. Her brain shut off for a moment as the sheer pleasure of feeling her greedy hole filled with his hot cock hit her so hard she shivered and moaned and writhed like a helpless slut. The man grabbed her waist and held her still as she wriggled and slid all over his cock.

“Ffffuck I needed this!” Haley exclaimed, her whole body tingling and glowing as she bathed in the pure delight of being fucked. It didn’t take long before she had worked up a rhythm and was happily bouncing up and down on his cock and whimpering blissfully.

“I knew you needed a ride.” The man remarked. Haley was too preoccupied riding his dick to really notice though. “I think you need a few more things too, like a new job. One that can satisfy your urges. Isn’t that right, slut?” He asked.

A cockdrunk Haley looked into his eyes and gasped as she felt her need grow even stronger. She nodded obediently back at him and then locked her lips around his in a long, sloppy kiss as she continued to hump his cock like a horny slut.

As the man grasped her waist hard and grunted into her mouth, he shot out several thick loads of cum deep into her horny, drippy pussy and Haley could only spasm and moan in a mindless response. All the while she kept looking into his eyes. Feeling every part of herself slip away. As she came around his cum soaked cock she let her will drain away entirely until she was no more than his wet, horny, eager puppet. Ready to do whatever job he told her.

[pqnnier]

Daphne ( @swimmingblues ) tagged me 💓💓💓 ILYILYILYILYILYILYILYILY ‼️‼️‼️ [starts singing 80s love ballad]

Last Song 🎶 I Need More — Haley Bennett (Cyrano Soundtrack)

Currently Watching 📺 I’ve almost finished Hilda Furacão 😭

Currently Reading 📖 Antarctic Navigation by Elizabeth Arthur — I’m taking a break from it though because the main character said she saw the guy I wanted her to end up with as a brother 😵‍💫

Current Favorites 💓 Beading, Marroncream, growing my hair out, lip balm, snow!!!!

[dokjadreams]

When you ask a gothamite what the "shot that changed Gotham" means to them, their answer usually gives you an idea of how old they are.

The boomers, the gen x, and the older millennials would say it has to be the gunshots that killed the Waynes. The gunshots were enough to awaken the sleeping gentlemen in the opera house and the blood of the royals never washes out easily.

The earlier millennials and the younger generations mention the death of the Graysons. See, the strings, when cut by pressure, makes a sound that's gun-like. For many younger generations, they remember seeing their deaths live and it was loud enough to awaken all sleeping babies.

It's no wonder Bruce Wayne sees himself in Dick Grayson. It's no wonder the night of the Haley's, Bruce hears it as a gunshot. He sees the stage as the ally. He sees a boy with two cooling corpses he once called parents.

The beads of sweat looks awfully similar to pearls that night. However, he doesn't smell sweat.

He smells the gunpower in the air.

[stardewremixed]

I adore! 😍

Haley, I think, is my favorite! I like that she's not a tiny pixie girl here. I love the shoes too!

Emily's outfit is so fitting her vibe. Cottagecore! Abigail's too. Punk rock princess!

Also how is little beads in Maru's hair not canon??!

i drew the stardew valley bachelorettes. btw. not to procrastinate writing or anything i swear.

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[jc-lambert]

Thoughts

It's Wednesday? Humpday?

Last I knew, that meant a humanist monkey orgy at Elway Motors, the kind that always involved Tammy Von Denver. I have 185 emails, most of which are my phone having gone off due to random employers, many of whom had to be sued and/or killed in a massacre. We do not politically clique well with Kansas. Too, as a Lambert who has been unlawfully as well as rudely educated to read: I have automatically won lawsuits against any and all persons in society who attend church, ever. This win is under the Obama Administration and ACLU humanist activities called "one must pay the devil his dues". I perhaps might like Obama. Even if he was just a skinny nigger from Guam and a family corporate attack against the United States of America on behalf of Erikssonlund, Gaelonia, Algonquia and Mohawk Nation. That reminds me: while Princess Charlotte, Caesar remains a corporate asset of Mohawk Nation, we need to send someone to tax the lady of her laurels as well as her panocha and her purse. But do, give her some .925 silver poncho beads made of Murano glass. She's a simple creature, easily amused and entertained by shiny objects. They don't have to be expensive. Such beads can be purchased 5 for a dollar off eBay from Chinese sources. Too: offer her zygotes from the Lenexa Clinic in Kansas. She might like to grab more attention from the news and the world at large by birthing an endangered species of primate or perhaps a clone of Adolf Hitler.

That reminds me, where is Karl?

Has he been properly managed? We mustn't have clones of Adolf Hitler running around all willy nilly, especially one with military and political training. Could someone hunt him down? He operates solely off credit. Mjr. Karl E. Schill US Military: location of birth: Addis Ababa Ethiopia. He was one of 5,000 clone zygotes as part of global efforts to clone a human to preserve humanity if in the event of racewar between Romance, Humanity, and Judaica. As Adolf Hitler was the head of a humanist regime, his DNA was selected as part of the cloning projects.

To put a monkey in that girl's twat...

We would have to start by taxing her family for her.

Said monkey could always be sent to Asia, and be used to remind enslaved smaller nations that the ape socially outranks them, and is allowed to slap them there godawful little midget chinks if they do not properly pick and roll their jasmine tea pearls.

Said monkey, would hold the position of Emperor or Empress, as well as dictator and slave driver over whatever goddamned folk are there picking tea on the monkey and dragon estates.

While Charlotte just sits there just being Caesar, with all the wicked witchcraft from wichita and all the voodoo, vous dous, e vieux dieu thrown at she and thrown at she harderest.

Where is my paycheck? Where is my car? Why am I being slave driven by you bitches, many of whom call theyself das authoritae? Why am I still sleeping under the Amidon bridge that my family trustfund had to pay for to be built?

When is that nigger wench Andrea Jones aka Tiffany going to die and magically manifest in my bottle of whatever human byproduct I decide I might possible want to abuse as a drug and grow addicted to, in ways that result in further massacre?

For real: that fat catholic anti-semetic nigger killed Haley Hulnik for being a Jew. Slap that woman for being antiblonde while continuing to speak English (or any other language of angels for that matter) and slap her hard.

Let's continue to pester Elway, look him up, write him directly: and let him know his sales team are shit and that they are not doing their jobs. They also probably forgot to invite him to the hump-day office orgy.

You know what...

Elway....

Gimme a car. Brand new Cooper Clubman. Used or new...

Black interior and paint with dark tinted windows.

I could also use a pistol. Could you drive down here and pick me up or send someone to me cuffed to a steering wheel with a resource card after a series of multimillion dollar lawsuits?

How much do you want? How would I pay you?

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