#handmade❤

[mushroom--eater]

His name is Alex, he is a long crochet snake I made. He got his name after a college student came up to me, asking if it had a name, I let her name him since he didnt have one. :)

[panpukin-amigurumi]

Poppy the pixie y Colette la bailarina Tejida con kartopu Amigurumi ♡ ♡ Patron @amourfou_crochet #amigurumischile #amigurumis #amigurumidoll #crochet #handmade #kawaii #ganchillo #panpukinamigurumi #instachilea #bailarina #hechoamano✔ #hadas #hechoconamor❤ #hechoenchile🇨🇱 #hechoencasa #hechoamano #kawaii🌸 #emprendedoreschile #muñecas #doll #amourfoucrochet (en Santiago, Chile) https://www.instagram.com/p/Co-gCx_OxPP/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[bestersbridalboutique]

We loved the 1st fitting we had with the bride Magdalene. It's lovely to see how the bride's dress takes form and shape into a gorgeous one-of-a-kind bridal dress. ✂️💯🪡©️ #thejoy #handmadewithlove #handmade #handmadeinknysna #handmadewithlove❤ #custommade #customdesign #bridalgown #leaflace (at Besters' Bridal Boutique) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cpt8qorKnv5/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[yuleehandmade]

Ваші відгуки❤️ Гортайте карусель..  💌Коли я отримую обраний зв'язок від вас - то це надихає робити щось далі.  ❤️І не просто робити, а з любов'ю та гарними думками. Завжди дуже хвилююсь, отримуючи замовлення, з'ясовую разом з вами усі деталі, разом ми обираємо кольори та камінці, резиночки чи заколочки. 😍Після відправлення - отримую повідомлення, і радію разом з вами.  🥰Роблю все з великим з задоволенням, з Божою допомогою! Щиро дарую маленькі приємні сюрпризи разом з замовленням!  Хочу, щоб у вас були приємні спогади та радісні емоції!  А вам подобається отримувати несподівані подаруночки разом з замовленням? 🧸 #handmade #handmadewithlove #подарунки #відгуки #вашізамовлення #відгукиклієнтів #сюрприз #маленькімодники #український #зробленовукраїні #зробленозлюбовю #зробленовукрaїні #зробленозлюбовю❤ https://www.instagram.com/p/CoWtTrygsUy/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[artsystudiofinds]

Valentine’s gifting with handmade silver ring with Heliodor gemstone having ‘Eye of Horus’ protection symbol ~

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[ideecapricciose]

Che mondo sarebbe se nn esistesse la fantasia? Come ci consiglia #beccalliforlife! Vivi nella fantasia e spiega le tue ali al cielo 💕 Lo sanno bene Daniel, Marika, Valentino & Valentina di #mydoll #mydollofficial #bambolefatteamano #bambolafattaamanoconamore #handmade #handmadewithlove❤ #ilcapricciodisilvia #sulmona #love #idea https://www.instagram.com/p/CoCelKoogSE/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[master-muffinn]

Shadow x reader, Rouge x reader. Relationship headcanons

No warnings, just some fluff <3

Shadow the hedgehog

🏍️ I feel like a relationship with Shadow would take time, with a lot of trust and knowledge between you two. Of course you will always learn something new about one another, but even if you're his soulmate that he recently met, he wouldn't be lovely dovely and date a stranger out of the blue. Unless you account it as dating when he is slowly trying to get to know you. 

🏍️ Even if you've been together for a while and physical touch starting to become a thing, he sees himself as the big spoon .always. because that's what the strong one does to keep their lover safe. Until you take the opportunity to hug and hold him when Shadow is exhausted.

Kiss his forehead and caress his cheeks! 

Of course Shadow would blush the whole time but also realize how nice it actually is and wanting more of it! Touch starved Shadow discovered!

🏍️ I can't see Shadow as a ‘buy you flowers and go and eat at a fancy restaurant’ kinda dude. More like shutting yourselves inside each other's house and doing whatever and minding your own business and not caring wtf others do. As long as he can be with you it doesn't matter to him. Like a Quality time type of hedgehog. 

🏍️ A ‘fancy’ date to him would be going outside under the stars in the late evening, holding hands and having deep conversations and afterwards going to his/your home, warming yourselves up with tea or hot chocolate. Those dates are what Shadow would love the most.

Rouge the bat

💍 Rouge will prognose you with the dear and honey language. “Y/n dear~” “What do you think, Honey?” 

💍 Fancy restaurants and nicely dressed up with a bouquet of roses, yes! Her favorite types of dates!

💍 Is a gift giver and a gift receiver. As we know, she loves gems and shiny things and receives these gifts from you, her lover? It would mean so much more for her and you will know it! 

But of course, she also loves your homemade gifts made from your own hands. A drawing? Wood Carved necklace? Home made sweet's? Poems?

Rouge loves the fact that you think about her and would take so much of your free time and make her something special.❤️

(Honestly tho, who wouldn't love handmade gifts from your lover?)

💍 Rouge would also give you lots of gifts with gems, rings, necklace, earrings depending on what you seem to like the most and yes, you have to wear some of them too! Because that shows her that you appreciate what she does for you! 

Unless you tell her you don't want to lose them because it's too precious for you. Then she might accept it as long as you wear something on your days off or when you are spending time with her, so that Rouge can cuddle with you. Playing with your rings and admiring them.

“It looks very lovely on you dear~!”

Thank you for reading! Have a good day! ❤ Reblogs are very appreciated 🥰

Post made by @master-muffinn

[vanilladove]

❤︎ ₊ ⊹ get free (bonus)

based off of an anonymous request to see what would happen if reader tried to escape because trust was lost🫣 this is also the 'bad ending' reposted bc 'read more' wasn't working the first time.

pic creds luvpngs | gif creds akashi-tetsuki

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ pairing: asylum patient!nikolai x asylum attendant!fem!reader; slight fydor x fem!reader🤫

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ genre: angst + fluff? w/ dark elements; one suggestive scene with nikolai🙈read at your own discretion!

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ content warnings: feelings of guilt, manipulation + violence, unhealthy relationships, slightly yandere nikolai, this is lowkey sad...😔

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ summary: you've become an accomplice to the doa. however, you've started to grow some doubts about your situation. are you really free or just in another man's cage? not to mention the demon lurking from a distance... ˚₊‧꒰ა read pt 1 & pt 2 & pt3 (good ending)໒꒱ ‧₊˚

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"So, what's your husband like?" Your coworker Juliette asked, sitting in a circle with your other colleague Anaïs, passing around a box of assorted chocolates.

It had been three months. You and Nikolai had successfully infiltrated Mersault, getting more information about the space-creating ability and honing in on potential ability users. Now you were alone, working for the government's IT department--your goal was to create a breach in their database for Fyodor to get into, so he could narrow down the Decay of Angel's targets and get their information.

Anaïs scowled and gave you the chocolates, muttering a word about how she was "low-sugar" before she primped her hair, preparing to brag, "Well, y'know, Louis takes me shopping and buys me new jewelry whenever I want. He just got me a new puppy, too, and he's the cutest little pomeranian!" You giggled a bit as Juliet pouted in envy, "Oh--and he's taking this weekend off, so we can go to the islands together!" You popped a caramel-filled square in your mouth as Juliet rolled her eyes playfully.

"You spoiled princess...Antoine spends all his money on the kids--plus he only gets one weekend off a month and always brings them to our romantic date nights..." Your coworker sighed dramatically, pretending like she wasn't equally as doting over her children, whose pictures and handmade gifts were all around her cubicle.

Ah, children, families, frequent romantic dates, marriage...those were all traditional things you gave up after running away with Nikolai.

You were lost in your thoughts as you popped another rich candy into your mouth--this one being filled with a creamy pistachio ganache that tasted a bit too artificial and made you cringe. Juliette called your name to snap you out of your daze.

"Well, what about you? What's your husband like?" She leaned forward and stared curiously at you, waiting for you to share your little gossip. You chewed slowly, trying to process the question as Anaïs nudged her friend's side lightly.

"Juliette, are you blind?! The girl doesn't have a ring on her finger--certainly she must have a man though--I mean look at her--she's a stunner." Your eyes widened at that as you twirled your wig hair and fixed your fake disguise glasses.

"Oh, well, Anaïs is right, I do have a...lover." Lover...you and Nikolai had never really put an official label on your relationship. You described Nikolai--dubbed as "Nikolas"--to the two other women, trying to stay as true as possible while not revealing his true identity.

Juliet winked at you, "Do you guys have sex? Is he rough, soft, kinky?" She giggled as Anaïs side-eyed her for her childish behavior.

You blushed, well, at least you could answer this question in earnest, "Yeah...he's good...really good." You covered your face briefly, feeling heat in your cheeks when you remembered your little Mersault moments. "But we haven't done anything in a while since he's away on a...work trip." You smiled sadly at that, despite missions being the new norm, you couldn't deny feeling lonely and missing Nikolai constantly.

"Ohhhhh?" Juliette and Anaïs exchanged coy looks, "You need that man to marry you before he leaves you...trust me, darling, I would know." Anaïs said, touching up her lipstick, "You wouldn't want to get knocked up and left alone, would you? Men are too unfaithful these days..."

Yeah, you knew all about that first hand.

You were about to interject until you supervisor knocked on the wall of the space you three were having lunch in. "Lunch break's over. Get back to work, ladies." You all got up slowly, and you held onto the box of chocolates, offering some pieces to Juliette before taking it back to your work desk and putting your headset on.

"You shouldn't eat so many chocolates, ptichka, you'll get a sugar crash." You straightened your back suddenly upon hearing the sultry, russian man's voice in your headset. Fyodor. He usually gave you instructions privately to hack into the system, but he normally only talked to you for mission purposes.

Rolling your eyes, you popped a sweet milk chocolate heart into your mouth, "Hush, I'm stressed. And how did you know? Are you watching me or something?" You looked up by the ceilings to glare into the nearby security cameras.

Fyodor only laughed on the other side. "Oh, milaya, I'm always watching you." Shivers ran down your spine as his voice faded out and you were back to staring at your log-in screen.

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You waved goodbye to your coworkers as greeted Ivan--your personal chauffeur--and stepped into the backseat of the car, staring out the tinted window. The car was stopped at a red light when you noticed an animated billboard broadcasting a clip of the news. It was your parents and your in-laws begging for any information about you or your husband's disappearances and the award for either of your safe returns. While that didn't bother you at first--after all, your parents just saw you as a pawn they could marry away for a sound investment, and your in-laws didn't treat you much better either--you couldn't help but feel some remorse from their desperate pleas.

You knew what had happened to your husband--you and Nikolai had killed him. As much as you didn't want to admit it, his death was starting to haunt you. The eerie silence after you'd pulled the trigger and the horrible state he was in before replayed in your dreams, and it didn't help that your lover wasn't there to comfort you anymore. Especially now that Sigma was busy managing the Sky Casino, and you had to work your 9-5 office job, you really had no one to talk to openly. No one...except for Fyodor.

"Welcome back, milashka." Fyodor greeted you as you slipped off your heels upon entering the base. You smiled awkwardly at him, freeing your hair from the wig and slipping your glasses back into your purse. "How was work today?"

"Good...as always...you would know that, though since you're always watching me." You teased, still a bit shaken by what he'd said.

Despite how cold and reluctant he was towards you at first, you'd somehow gotten closer since it was basically just you two at the base. He'd held up his promise and gave you plenty of books to read, so you often talked about literature, which usually lead to deeper conversations. Additionally, although he never addressed you by your name like Sigma, he started giving you russian pet names--some of which were uncannily similar to the ones Nikolai would call you. You tried not to pay it much mind--it was probably some weird power dynamic thing--but you couldn't help but notice how he hid the nicknames and subtle flirting around Nikolai.

Fyodor motioned towards the small table by the fireplace, "I made some tea. Would you care to join me, ptichka? He smirked as you sighed and sat down next to him--you swore the chairs were closer than usual. You pulled the box of chocolates out of your purse and set them down next to a blue and white porcelain tea cup. You poured yourself some black tea before taking another chocolate, this one being filled with strawberry cream. You sulked after seeing a drawing of a happy family on the box, drawing Fyodor's attention. "Is anything on your mind, milaya? You seem bothered."

You eyed him curiously, surprised that he cared to listen to you. You figured you needed to get it off your chest, though, so you opened up, "Well...it's just that I've been alone lately with Nikolai gone, and I've been feeling like maybe this life isn't exactly for me..." You trailed off, a bit panicked when you saw a blank, stoic look on Fyodor's face. You put your hands up defensively, "N-not like I don't want to be a part of the Decay of Angels anymore, but just that I want more out of my life in the future."

Fyodor crossed his legs and rested his chin on his hand, gazing down at you, intrigued, "Go on."

You gulped, "I get so jealous when my coworkers talk about their families and settling down, going on fun vacations, or having daily board game nights...How they can speak so freely about their lives, while I have to live a lie and walk past my missing posters every day...I-I don't have anyone to come home to anymore, either..." You could feel tears start to cloud your vision as you looked down, never speaking this passionately before. You were sure you looked pathetic.

Your eyes widened as you felt Fyodor's frail fingers come up to wipe away your tears and brush across your cheek before landing on top of your hands. They were cold, not as warm as Nikolai's but at least somewhat comforting.

"Perhaps it isn't a different lifestyle you crave, but a sense of belonging and security." Fyodor started, bringing his face a bit closer to yours. "Your heart desires a deeper connection with those around you. After all, you abandoned everyone you knew before and suddenly went into an entirely different life. It's only normal that you would feel distressed after a while. You need comfort--and I'm sure that some part of you wants to give your parents some closure about your disappearance."

Fyodor was being...sympathetic? It was almost scary how well he could describe what you were feeling, along with how surprisingly empathetic he acted. You had quickly learned that he had little regard for others or for defective subordinates.

You looked up at him, "It's not just that, though. Even though it's selfish, I want Nikolai to marry me--or at least make things more serious and clear between us..." You didn't notice Fyodor slightly frowning at that as you continued, "He's just been away for so long, and it's not like I don't trust him, but he really has no obligation to stay loyal to me, and I've already been cheated on before...There's no way I can fall in love with another man being a double agent, so I need to know if he plans on us being long-term or not..." Rambling out the rest of your feelings, Fyodor stroked your hand slowly, his smug smile returning on his face.

"You should tell him that, then. If you speak from your heart and tell him the truth, I'm sure he'll listen to you. After all, he'd fulfill your desires if he really loved you." You pouted.

"But it's Nikolai...at the end of the day, he lives by his own convictions and philosophy."

Fyodor clicked his tongue, "If he loved you, he'd compromise." You weren't quite convinced, but you flinched when he brought your hand up and placed a soft kiss to the back of your hand. "Good luck, milashka." As soon as it happened, he was gone as he dismissed himself and left you alone at the table. You didn't know how to think or process the conversation as you lightly slapped away the faint blush across your cheeks.

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Another long day of work had concluded as you wished your coworkers a good weekend and walked out the door. It had been two weeks since your conversation with Fyodor, but it was all that was on your mind. You really needed to talk to Nikolai soon.

Wait. Was that Ivan...holding a bouquet of flowers? Not just any flowers either--they were the same lavender roses you'd been gifted by your ex-patient in the asylum courtyard.

Ivan only gave you his usual twisted smile and laughter before handing you the bouquet as you shot him a questioning look. You muttered a quiet "thank you" as you got into the backseat and stared out the window again, smelling the fragrant roses and replaying Fyodor's words in your head.

It didn't hit you that the road you were traveling on was unfamiliar until the car suddenly came to a stop, and you realized you were in an abandoned alleyway. Uneasiness started to settle in as your driver exited his seat, shutting the car door behind him. "Iv--"

You were interrupted when the door to the backseat flung open and closed as Ivan crawled on top of you, pushing the flowers out of your hands as he pushed his body against yours and cradled into your neck, hysterically giggling. "I-Ivan--" You struggled to shove him off you, but he was too strong, "W-what are you---"

A familiar scent stopped you from speaking as your heartbeat increased. Wait, was that--?

Ivan pulled away from your neck before tugging off his bandages, his whole appearance suddenly fading away before being replaced by...

"K-Kolya! I-It's you!" Relief washed over your face as you looked up to see your lover staring back at you, clearly satisfied from whatever prank he'd just played on you. He kissed away the tears that had formed instinctively from your fear while laughing maniacally.

"Hehe~ Did you miss me, dove? I wanted to surprise you since I just came back. Your reactions were a nice little treat~" You pouted as you looked away, embarrassed that you'd lost yet another one of Nikolai's mini games. His features softened, "I'm afraid I may have gone a bit too far though. I really missed you, myla." His warm, gloved fingers traced over your bottom lip slowly.

"M-missed you too, Kolya. So much..." You sniffled as you pulled his head down to yours, tangling your fingers into his fluffy white hair and capturing his lips in a deep kiss. Your back pushed into the car cushions as Nikolai's hands roamed your body, needy to touch you again after so long--especially since he couldn't contact you. He fumbled with the buttons on your thick coat, hands working fast to get you out of all of your layers.

He groaned into the kiss as you tugged on his locks and wrapped your legs around his waist to press him further against you. By now, he had unbuttoned your light blue blouse to reveal your pretty skin. Nikolai pulled away from the kiss gently to take you in--the sight of you all flustered in just a thin lacy bra was turning him on, evident from his growing arousal that was pushing against your tights.

"Fuck, dove, you're so beautiful..." He dipped back to leave messy hickeys on your neck, whispering in your ear before slowly working his way down, "Your skin's so soft...were you touching yourself while I was away, pryntsesa?" You moaned at that, whining when his hand starting rubbing circles from your hips to your inner thigh, getting dangerously close. The trail of wet kisses traveled down your collarbone and your breasts to your stomach and eventually stopping where the waistband of your black skirt and tights laid. He was panting lightly at this point, devoid of air from worshipping your body. "It wasn't enough, though, was it? You need me to feel good, myla~" He heaved, his face pink and strands of hair falling over his eyes. His fingers hooked around your clothes and he resumed his trail of kisses, about to strip you.

"If he loved you, he'd compromise."

Fyodor's words hit you as you stopped Nikolai, lightly pushing yourself up again. "W-wait, Nikolai, I want to talk to you about something." He grunted, annoyed like a little kid, his bulge still pressing against you.

"Can it wait? I didn't bring you to this abandoned, sketchy alley for nothing, ptashka." You pulled away further, to his disappointment, and pulled your knees up against your body, pouting sadly.

"I know, but it's something that's been on my mind since you've been gone", Nikolai only sighed impatiently as you pleaded, "I promise it won't take too long..." You put your hand over Nikolai's, and he obliged reluctantly, sitting up a small distance away from you.

"Cockblocker...make it quick." He muttered, and you tried not to be immature and giggle. This was supposed to be a serious conversation.

You cleared your throat, "Well, I was just wondering about us...and our relationship..." You flinched when you saw Nikolai's eyes bore into you, "I-It's not what you think---I love you and want to stay with you, but, are we..." You trailed off, suddenly feeling embarrassed and unsure about what to say next. You looked down, mind a muddled mess, but you tried to remember Fyodor's advice.

"A-are we ever going to get married? Settle down and maybe start a family? Move somewhere nice and peaceful, where we can just enjoy each other's company?" Your mind went back to Anaïs and her husband, as you slowly started to look back up, "Go on a vacation together to the islands? Or your home coun--"

"No." Nikolai's dark gaze cut into you, stopping you from speaking any further. "Why would you want that, dove?"

You could feel your heart shattering. This wasn't how you thought he would respond. He was supposed to understand you, to listen to you, to compromise.

"I want a future with you, Kolya, that's why..." You started sadly, throat feeling constricted.

"But we're already together right now, myla. Isn't that enough for you?" Nikolai replied apathetically, his expression stoic and unreadable.

"It's--but my husband cheated on me, so I have to know if you're serious about us. I don't want to be in an unstable relationship anymore." Tears pricked your eyes, threatening to spill out as you could feel your heart breaking, "Anyways, you could just cheat on me, too. You're barely even around anymore, and I'm sure that you're always surrounded by beautiful women...All my coworkers are already married and in a happy relationship, so I feel so behind..."

"Oh, so that's why? Because society's telling you to live that way? Because you want to be accepted and imitate everyone else? That's the exact life I was trying to escape from, dove." Nikolai butted back, smiling cruelly.

"N-no! That's not--" You cried out, not being able to hold in the tears. Nikolai frowned and looked up from your face, reaching up towards your head.

"That hat? When did you get that?" He glared up at the white ushanka on your head. It resembled a certain someone's too closely.

You sniffled, "T-this? It's a gift from Fyodor. 'Cause it's getting cold out." Nikolai furrowed his brows in jealously upon hearing that name.

"From Dos...he's the one who planted those ideas in your head, didn't he?" His fists tightened at the thought of Fyodor wrapping you around his finger; it was his specialty, after all.

You wiped your tears sadly as you lowly shook your head no. At this point, Fyodor seemed to be the only one who understood you. He was the one who'd told you that Nikolai would compromise if he loved you. But he didn't. Did that mean...?

"Tch. Look, myla, stay away from that man. Dos may be my friend, but I don't trust him." Seeing your sad face and lack of response angered him more and he raised his voice a bit, "Stop talking to him, dove. I'm warning you--don't you dare even look in his direction."

Your sobbing resumed as you pulled your head back into your knees, hearing the backdoor shut as Nikolai left and started driving back to the base. You heard the sound of rain in the background as you clutched the white ushanka in your arms, the fluffy hat offering you some comfort.

The ride back was silent.

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Fyodor awaited you both when you finally arrived back at the base, the same sly smile on his face. "Welcome back, you two." Nikolai only glared back, holding your hand tightly. He let go suddenly and walked past Fyodor into his stone room, implying for him to follow suit.

Once Nikolai's back was turned away, Fyodor gave you a soft, concerned glance. Your nose and eyes were swollen and red from all the crying. "I'm guessing it didn't go well, milashka?" You shook your head softly, and he whispered about leaving some cookies and tea in your room. He tried to approach you, but a strong voice cut him off.

"Dos, let's talk." Nikolai menacingly called out, crossing his arms and leaning against the doorway. You'd never seen him this stern or angry before. He never took anything seriously, certainly you weren't an exception, right?

Fyodor shot you one last empathetic look and went into his room. You shuddered as the sound of Nikolai slamming the door and immediately yelling loudly bounced off the walls. As much as you wanted to eavesdrop, you were worn out and tired.

You retreated to your and Nikolai's shared room slowly, too exhausted to even try the tea and cookies Fyodor had thoughtfully left for you. You barely stripped off your disguise before crashing onto the bed, just wanting the day to be over.

Things with Nikolai could never go back to normal again. You wished you'd just kept your mouth shut, but you also wished Nikolai had been more open to your desires. What were you to him, anyways? And you didn't understand why he was so mad at Fyodor. He'd kept you company while Nikolai was gone, and he'd been nothing but respectful and attentive.

You groaned and tried to shut your eyes to drown out the conflicting thoughts in your head. Everything was way too complicated now. You wished things could be peaceful again. You wished you could escape.

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"You want to go back home, ptichka?" Fyodor asked. You nodded in response. The next day, Nikolai was gone on another mission, never coming to your shared bed the night before or saying goodbye to you before leaving.

The russian man sighed, "That's a bad idea. You'll get caught before you know it, and once the press gets a hold of you, it'll be hard to rescue you. Plus you still have your job that could arouse suspicion."

"I know..." You started. "I just...have some amends to make...and I'll only be gone for a day or two...and stay in disguise." Liar. You didn't know why you wanted to go back, and if you were homesick or just trying to self-sabotage yourself. Either way, you knew you couldn't stay here and look at Fyodor or Nikolai any longer. Things were too tense, and you didn't know who was genuinely there for you or just manipulating you.

You couldn't trust either of them. Your plan was to either go back and get caught for your crimes or retreat to the Sky Casino for as long as possible. You bet that Sigma didn't like or trust the two men either.

Not to mention, you'd already left Nikolai a parting text, writing,

"I'm sorry. I'll always love you, Kolya. Thank you."

Not that you even knew if he'd see it, but you still wanted to say something.

"I'll help you." Fyodor finally said, making your eyes widen in surprise. "But I want to tell you something first." He took your hands and held them, running his thumb over your fingers. His touch was cold. "I admire you for wanting to confront your feelings and follow your heart. The rest of us have forgotten such feelings of humanity." He continued, "To see such a lovely, well-read woman like you leave pains me. I'll truly miss you and our intellectual conversations, milaya. So much so that I'll be awaiting your safe return."

You blushed as he kissed your gentle hands, "T-thank you, Fyodor, I'm flattered." Lying again, but you figured you would have to use your 'feminine charm' a bit to fully convince him.

He smirked subtly, "Escaping from another man's cage of lofty ideals and freedom into the outside world...Would you care to do me one last favor, milashka?" You nodded with doe eyes as he leaned into your ear.

"Give me a goodbye kiss." Shocked and flustered, you pulled away and broke contact.

Fyodor only stepped forward and held your face, his soft smile seeming more sinister now, "What's wrong, dove, you just have to kiss me, and I'll help you escape. Not a bad deal, no?" He got dangerously close to you, his hot breath fanning over your glossy lips.

You froze for a second, "I-I can't--" Fyodor only traced your lips ominously, like he was taunting you and asking you why.

"I'm still in love with Niko--"

"Dove? Dos?" Your heartbeat stopped when you heard your lover's voice behind you. Why was he here, and how'd he get here so fast?

You turned around, hoping he would save you, until you saw him holding a gun--the same one he used on your husband.

"Kolya, w-wait, this isn't..." You stopped talking when you heard the gun cock. There was no way you could explain your way out of this. You and Fyodor were just about to kiss, and you were trying to escape indefinitely.

Nikolai narrowed his eyes and pointed the gun at Fyodor, "This was your doing, wasn't it?" Fyodor only remained calm, however, and twirled a strand of your hair while smirking.

"No, quite the opposite actually. Our little dove here was just about to escape and go back home to 'make amends'. It seems like she may still be grieving over her husband and their traditional life together..." Nikolai's grip on his gun tightened, still pointed at his friend. "Actually, she was just seducing me to help her escape. A goodbye kiss, that's what you wanted, right, ptichka?" Your ex-patient's eyes narrowed after hearing the similar pet name.

He turned to you, "Is he telling the truth, dove?" You were shaking, still trying to process the situation in front of you.

"N-no! I was trying to escape with Fyodor's help, but that's it! I swear, I still love you--please believe me, Kolya!" You pleaded, practically begging for your life. Nikolai looked at you regrettably before removing the card over his right eye and laughing bitterly.

"And here I was, rushing back to see you once I saw your text because I was worried about you and wanted to talk things out properly. I'm quite the fool aren't I, dove?" He started laughing maniacally, scaring you. He then stopped suddenly and pointed the gun at you, "But I guess this decision was from your own free will. I was wrong for thinking you were the same as me..."

Anxiety settling in, you couldn't react. What was Nikolai going on about? Had Fyodor said something to or manipulated him, too?

"We got rid of your husband, but now you want Dos, too? You're aren't really mine, are you, dove?" He walked closer to you and pressed the cold metal barrel to your hip. "I'll be nice and let you play one last game, though~" He had a crazy look in his eyes--one dark and emotionless, and the other streaming tears; you were sure every feeling was spiraling through his brain.

Nikolai giggled as he pushed you out of the door onto the floor. You were about to get up in fear when you heard a shot in the background. Did he shoot Fyodor?

Deranged laughter was heard behind you as Nikolai peeked his head out the door, "Better start running, dove. Otherwise the next shot might hit you~" You backed up in terror, standing up and stumbling over to Nikolai, wrapping your arms around him and crying hysterically.

"K-Kolya, you're s-scaring me. I-I love you, s-so let's go back t-to n-normal." Nikolai paused against your shaky body and lifted your face up to his. Tears were falling out both of his eyes now, contrasting the wicked grin contorting his lips. You gasped as he wiped your eyes and licked away your tears.

"You look so pretty when you cry, angel. I'll give you an extra ten seconds for that. Ten...nine...eight..." Realizing you had no way to convince Nikolai to spare your life, you ran, not daring to look back behind you. The man you loved was gone, driven mad by his obsession over you. Your skin crawled as you heard his voice reverberating through the hallways.

"I thought you loved me, dove, but it seems I wasn't what you wanted. I got too attached to you, though, and you know too much, so it seems I can't just let you go or give you to another man. You won't escape my cage."

[fangirltothefullest]

I feel like you will understand my pain but it is SO hard to find cute clown merch 😭 especially as casual wear or home decor! Like I don't want a scary clown blanket! I don't want a scary clown hoodie! I want a cute one! Where are my cute clown socks and pj's! Why is it all scary!

You came to the right person!!! ETSY IS A GIFT FOR CUTE CLOWN MERCH!

[ultrademonkiller737]

Can you draw V1 and Pegasus? I would like to see them interact more often :3

V1 has the habit to pick him up as soon as they see him

And they also like to bring little handmade souvenirs of their journeys in Hell ❤

[anbaisai]

On the morning after Lydia's birthday, Mayu opens the door of Ramshackle to find a bag sitting on her doorstep. Wrapped neatly and with care, she opens it to find a card, along with something hidden by tissue paper.

Dear Mayu,

Thank you so much for the birthday gift! I couldn't believe you guys planned me a surprise party, it was so much fun ♡ (Though I feel sorry for whoever has to clean the Lounge after the "cake fight" started...)

While it's not much, I hope you enjoy this gift. Consider it a party favor lol ♡

Your friend,

Lydia ૮꒰˵• ﻌ •˵꒱ა

P.S - I may have... gotten some help...

After reading the card, she unwraps the tissue paper to find a handmade plushie, resembling a certain snake man from Scarabia. The plush was small, holding it in one hand easily. It was well-made, so many little detailed stitched on. His uniform, his hair, even his face, all embroidered with care.

As she was examining the plush, she was surprised to find a small magnet in his hand, silently wondering what it was for.

Little did she know, Jamil had gotten a similar plush, created to resemble Mayu. There was a magnet in the hand of her plush as well, allowing their two plushes to hold hands when together. There was even a plush of Grim, though it wasn't as well-made as the others, resembling more of a puffball than the tuna loving beast.

Meanwhile, at the abandoned dorm known as Ramshackle in Lydia's world...

Lydia sits on the dirty floor next to Ryuumi, doing her best with the needle in her hand. A laptop sits between them, with a video paused on the screen. The delinquent watches her in a mix of amusement and frustration, doing his best to make sure she doesn't hurt herself.

"Lyds, your hand is shaking. Give me the needle an' I'll finish it up." He says, leaning over and taking it from her hand before she could answer. He starts the video over, holding the fabric close as he squints his eyes.

"At least wear your glasses..." Lydia asks, moving to hand them to him. He immediately shakes his head, pushing her hand away.

"I got this, don't worry! I can see!" He reassures her, his eyes still squinted as he moves the fabric even closer.

He stays this way for a moment, unmoving, before reluctantly mumbling out, "... Give me the glasses." Pouting as his cheeks dusted in pink.

AWWHHHHH IT'S JAMIMAYU AS PLUSHIEESSS ❤❤❤❤ this is an excellent continuation of their plushie kingdom after mayugiri and jamicurry

You can guess that I couldn't help but draw them, look at them your honour they're so cute as nuis 💥

Lydia didn't have to gift anything back for her own birthday and yet she did, she's so sweet (just like her name!)... also I am very intrigued by this Ryuumi character 👀 I read your post on him and his addition is making things very interesting with Lydia...

And of course, the plushies can hold hands by popular demand

[panpukin-amigurumi]

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[iskratempestmadness]

good afternoon/evening/or night, I have a request for you. Can you please write the reaction of 5 prisoners (antagonists of season 3 of "Baki") to the fact that S/O confessed in love to them ?? I hope you're doing well. Have a great day/evening/or night, and all the best !!! ❤

Hi, let's try to do it.

Yanagi:

• He will have a long process of acceptance and reflection. So get ready to wait, not forever of course, but for quite a long time.

• At first, this little varchunishka won't take your confession seriously. Well, think about it, he is a man of quite advanced age, who has killed many people in his path, completely devoted himself to martial arts. And then he confesses his love to such a peaceful and defenseless (for him you will be like that, even if it is not so) person like you. It's weird for him... And it's not entirely clear...

• and you'll have to convince him of your love with actions. Still, words mean little to him. Actions are much more important. So be sensitive to him and get ready to take care of him.

• Once he accepts your feelings, he will need to think about everything. And it will take a long time again. But you can also understand it. In the end, given the circumstances and his character, he may reject you corny out of pity.

• if he reciprocates you, then he will already take care of you. He is very sensitive, and will constantly analyze you to understand what you need (sometimes it may seem that he reads your mind)

• but the pitfalls don't end there either. Since you love each other, he perceives it as your merging. So his problems are your problems, his personal space is your personal space and vice versa. Sometimes he is jealous and moody.

• but if you talk to him, he will change his behavior, after all, he is not stupid, he understands you and can be sympathetic.

Dorian (before and after the injury) :

Before:

• Oh, believe me, this man is a true gentleman, so he will listen to you with all courtesy and attention.

• He needs a little time, but only a small amount. He just wants to make sure one last time.

• if your feelings are not mutual, he will politely inform you about it and offer to stay friends, which in his opinion is also a good option.

• If they are mutual, then he will not leave you in the unknown. He will talk about it a lot. He will also not leave you without a bouquet. It is difficult to call him a romantic, but he will try to be one. He's gentle and sweet to you.

• The only problem is that he is in prison, so you rarely see each other. But he always miraculously manages to give you gifts even while behind bars.

After:

• eeeeeeeee... Everything is more complicated here

• if you confess to him, there are two possible events:

1 he will not understand

2 he will perceive love as parental.

(most likely the second one)

• he perceives "I love you" from you as well as from his parents. It will make him happy, but no more. However, if you hammer it into him, he will take it as an axiom.

• if you start taking care of him in addition to words, then you will cause him affection, but no more. It's hard to call it love.

• although he will give you gifts in some way. He will share sweets, give handmade crafts. Maybe even draw you. However, I repeat, it is difficult to call it love.

Doyle:

• He is the easiest to deal with. He will immediately tell you his attitude towards you, he knows himself. Although... Even if he doesn't feel love for you, he will still try to date. And it is not clear what drives them curiosity or pity.

• he will be sweet, he will be easy, he will be gallant, he will be someone in whom it will be natural to love. It's kind of weird not to like your caring, charming boyfriend.

• but this candy-bouquet period will last a long time. He will take care of you for a long time, even too long. After all, he knows that he is not perfect and that his pitfalls will sooner or later be discovered.

• Sometimes his insides come out. And it is expressed in an emotional swing. One minute he's sweet and affectionate with you, the next he's distant and rude.

• you will also need to talk to him about this. And it's the hardest to fix. He's as stubborn as a sheep.

• but this trait of his character manifests itself quite rarely, so that most of the time he's just your sweet guy.

• and yes, jealousy... This guy is jealous as hell. Any man's look in your direction is interpreted incorrectly by him. And it's even worse if he talks to you. This infuriates Doyle. But this problem is solved much easier than an emotional swing. You just have to explain it to him a couple of times and it will stop.

Spec:

• poo-poo-poo... Heavily. He won't take it seriously. Like seriously? Him? He'd rather take it as another joke of yours than the truth. But he's going to try anyway.

• Although he will not always understand the situation during the relationship. He still won't realize that you're dating.

• However, there will be twice as many jokes and banter in your direction. Just think of it as his love language. But he also doesn't mind that you put it in too. He just likes to have fun.

• He will definitely bring you a couple of buns.In terms of your health and nutrition, he turns into a super caring mom. And it's very cute, but it doesn't quite fit his image... He really doesn't care much about it, he'll just keep spooning you and joking about how you look like a hamster after you eat.

• however, a person like him may have problems in a relationship. It's his brusqueness. He can come home covered in blood and say that just five minutes ago he killed a man and... He won't understand your scared reaction. He may well kill in front of you, and to be honest... He won't care about your reaction to this. He just does it and accept it that way.

• You know, this guy can be cunning and devious, but he can also be simple. So he doesn't really care about dates and gifts (they will most likely be stolen).

Sikorsky:

• well, like... He's a simple guy... If you tell him that you love him, he will answer right away... And there are only two options, and there is no "I'll think about it" option among them. He'll just talk about his feelings. Of course, in case of refusal, it will sound rude, but it will be true.

• if he answers in the affirmative, then this is a 100% guarantee that you will start receiving a lot of gifts. This is his love language, so welcome.

• in fact, if it may seem that this is a guy who will try to impress you and somehow stand out, then this is not quite true. He's a pretty calm guy with his family, it's enough for him that you tell him how pumped up and strong he is while he was helping you around the house.

• This guy is Russian. Yes. Everyone knows that. But it's important now. And like an ordinary Russian guy, he definitely has a car that he inherited from his grandfather or from a friend of his grandfather, which he drives. It may seem to someone that this junk is unlikely to be able to leave the garage, but in fact he takes good care of the car, so it is in excellent condition... So the most intimate moment for him is when he lets you into his car, when he shows you his passion. And for him, the height of romance is when the two of you eat on his understated six, to the store or on a picnic.

• and he will definitely come up with a nice nickname for you in Russian. For example, "Мое маленькое счастье" or "Зефирка". By the way, if you're eager, he won't mind teaching you Russian at all.

• His pitfalls? Mmmm... If you look at him closely, he doesn't express much emotion. He will never ask for your help, he will never tell you about the problems. In a good way, he needs a person who will help him, but ask for help... It's a weakness for him. Of course, you can help yourself to cope with this, but it's better to take him to a specialist.

[wxnheart]

*running footsteps rapidly approaching*

CRASH-- THUD--

yeah hi I'm here for a continuation of "Just Kingly Things" for horny husband König *fumbles with a piece of paper* let me see... ah! here we go: König seems like the type of househusband who loves to bake and wears a frilly apron that was handmade by his grandmother, and I'm begging for a scenario/headcanon where he's in the kitchen scraping a bowl with leftover chocolate ganache, we come in and leave him naked except for the apron and eat the ganache off his body, I wanna choke on him while he's death-gripping the counter, his lips kiss swollen and covered in chocolate - bless your soul, love your works, ok g o o d b y e e ❤

𝐉𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐲 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬, 𝐖𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐌𝐞 𝐔𝐩 𝐁𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐂𝐨𝐜𝐨𝐚 𝐄𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

note: yeah, I used this pun. lmaooo. hope y'all enjoy.

Your lovely giant of a husband likes to keep his hands busy; it also helps keep his mind at ease. And what better way to knock out two birds with one stone than with one of his favorite pastimes: cooking?

Of course, it serves you well in the long term. König keeps you fed and you have the honor of admiring that juicy ass of his as he works his magic.

And TODAY was the day you managed to catch him in all his glory. In his favorite apron. Butt ass naked. Is that chocolate, love? Oh... Yessss.

And of course he'd be naked. You two spent the better part of the day in bed making each other very, very happy. You're surprised you're even standing what with the way König fucked you silly. (You'll keep the fact that you actually stumbled out of bed to yourself, though...)

And König, lovely chap that he is, thought to surprise you with some chocolatey goodness in bed but you have other ideas. Preferably involving him and his wonderful frame. You were never ashamed about openly admiring battle-hardened muscle and scars each telling their own unique story, stories that you'll never tire of hearing. But... later, darlings.

König who snaps out of his reverie when you smack his ass. Hard. König who, when he turns around, turns beet red with embarrassment at the realization of it all. Mein Gott, he's naked in his favorite frilly apron and you weren't supposed to be up just yet and shit, he needs to keep stirring the chocolate, and Schatz, you're supposed to still be asleep, dammit—"Nice apron."

—Huh? "...Cute, actually. But, uh... I know what'll look even cuter." König, who doesn't even register the apron is gone until he feels your bare skin against his, your fingers leaving goosebumps in their wake.

König, who gets one of the biggest shocks of his life when he sees the creamy goodness of what was your melted chocolate running down his chest in a steady stream. Wait... when did you—how did you...?! Goddamnit, Schatz! He could never stay mad at you long. Especially not now. Especially with the way you're eyeing him. His cheeks are burning.

König who should be embarrassed. And upset. That chocolate didn't come cheap. But he can't be. Not when you're looking at him like he's the most delicious thing you ever laid eyes on. And his interest is piqued.

König who shivers when you dip your head to savor the taste of chocolate against his skin. You lick a line up to his Adam’s apple and before he knows it, your tongue has made itself home in his mouth.

König who instantly melts under your ministrations, intoxicated by the taste of you and chocolate and shit. You're squeezing his ass. Hard. You're so turned on.

König who stifles a groan when you pull away and admire your work. And fuck, it's delicious. "Just like I like it..."

König who, lips swollen and aching for more, dives in and consumes you, chocolate-covered kisses galore.

König who laters marvels at the fact he didn't crack the counter he was gripping it so tightly as you licked every inch of chocolate from his body.

And yeah, you'll have one hell of a mess to clean up later but it's worth the fine delicacy you're sampling right now. Just like you like it...

[ts4wishbuildercc]

Ts4 Night elven grove from World of Warcraft (CC) 🌙

(Updated) !!!!

(functional build)

by Ts4wishbuildercc

functional night elf kitchen

+handmade treant, swimming pool and diving board XD

and magic healing relaxing in moonwell.....i know I'm horrible druid

Treehouse

stairs are in the trees (but functional, so you just have to send your sim to go upstairs someplace in the house and he/she shall find a way by themselves. (In trees are also hiding special efects from the game - so if you turn on the autumn leaves effect, it will bring you close to magic forest atmosfere.

♥

Large elven house ♥

(full functional)

Down stairs:

sry I'm not good in interiors , so do your magic. :)

First floor:

Sorry for light, i took this pictures from game in the morning.

A bedroom with functional cradle for your little elf . (I have my suspicions that the baby is a half orc..) XD

Only my Rare doesn't care... she's a well-mannered lady and here takes a bath in clothes. In the bathroom is also small bath tub for your toddler elf.

Second floor:

office of the High Priestess of the Moon and grove, sentinels room and children's room.

In the Night...❤

I have an old version of the game and I must reupload. But if you are interested in my ts4 buildings and this build, I'll try to add tray filles soon. Never done this before for another game so give me some time pls and check for changes. Then I must ask for permission of custom content authors or make a credits list with cc or download links. Sorry I am new in this entire thing. My wish is to build your favorite builds. People must have joy. That's what games are about.

Hope you like it. If you intersted in my other Ts4 fan and full functional builds from World of Warcraft , there is a link to another done: Undead Lordaeron house ! 🎃 :

And it's not the end of the collection of World of Warcraft fan mades.

PS: I'm not a creator of cc. I just build with them. Many thanks to all amazing creators.❤️