#itsladyliv

[asirensrage]

👀

WHAT CAN YOU TELL ME ABOUT THE REAL KATE, THE ONE FROM BEFORE

Kate? Our dear Kate? Kate who went to sleep thinking of moving to New York to escape the drama of her family and the fact that she was cheated on...only to wake up as Tammy?

Fun fact, my fic This Means War (an MCU Matt Murdock/OC/Billy Russo fic)...uses Kate as the oc. A Kate that doesn't wake up as Tammy...

Kate was created second to the plot, technically. Because I came up with the idea of waking up as someone else first. @vixenofcourse helped me develop Kate into the person she is.

Send 👀 and I’ll tell you some OC Lore

[asirensrage]

OH MY GOD!!!!

This is INCREDIBLE!!!! IT FITS THEM SO WELL!!! I am in awe!!!

Thank you so much!!! You have no idea how much this means!!!

This is The Art of Seclusion series on AO3 by @asirensrage 💗

[lilacprose]

𝚒𝚗 𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚘𝚗 | 𝚜𝚞𝚒𝚝𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚟𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛

summary; In a dark, small cell on the Star Fighter, Vader enters. On his knees, his helmet off, eyes on her... word count; 1,040 words a/n; The indulgence is selfing. He's still Vader with the armour but not burned. ROTS-era hair. Yea... 😳 May or may not be inspired by this specific photo. oop-. Shoutout to the best of the best @itsladyliv who always got my back, and @crumblekitty who beta-read this fic (we sure had a Time™ brainstorming this). content includes; Vader on his knees doing you-know-what (oral) to fem!reader. Nothing too graphic, more atmospheric than smutty (but smutty nonetheless). Written in third person with no use of y/n. Minimal dialogue. Minors can look away, there's nothing to see here.

Smooth metal beneath the tips of her fingers. Nails and fingertips digging through the grooves others before her had created. Sensing a piece of them with each scratching motion. Scared. Terrified. Innocent. Guilty. Straightening out the fabric of her long white skirt, she contemplated which one of those belonged to her. Scared when they dragged her, terrified when her face got covered. A white masked “guilty” before doors closed behind her.

And then darkness. It lifted from her head only to engulf her again in the small cell. But instead of marching footsteps, the galaxy gently hummed outside her window. She couldn’t make out anything. A stream of white light illuminated the room, cutting it in two. A straight line between her and emptiness.

She draws a deep, questioning breath. How long was she going to stay here? Long enough for her vision to remember these four walls? Long enough for this bench to become a permanent piece of her? Her hands move on either side of her, her grip tightening on the edge of the bench for a moment. She taps her fingertips mindlessly on the cool metal surface and sighs.

Interspersing the galactic hum, there were sudden footsteps. Heavy. Leather boots sounding like they could be full of metal. Making haste to the door. When the door flies open, she sits up straight. Turns her head. It was only breaths she could hear. Echoing, echoing, echoing. Her eyes began to adjust to the towering presence in the room. Darth Vader was enormous, making the room seem so much smaller than it already was.

He walks to the corner opposite her, past the white light. Something clicks. The breathing suddenly stops. She sees Vader’s shadowy hands reach for the helmet and lift it off his head. Her eyes had gotten used to the dark by now. Adjusted to the outline of his body, the flow of heavy fabric a black waterfall down his broad shoulders. He throws his head back, soft curls gently cascading as he stretches his neck from side to side. Vader lets out a sigh.

The helmet crashes to the ground with a loud thud that makes her jump. Her heart races as he slowly turns towards her. He takes slow steps into the light. Parted lips illuminated, shiny with longing and starvation. His chest rises and sinks beneath the heavy armour. She notices the shallowness of his breaths—impatiently quick with lustful undercurrents.

Her heart thumps in her chest. He’s so quiet. She longs for the echoes of mechanical breaths instead of this. This deafening, deafening silence. Him not saying a word. Her not knowing what will happen next.

And yet…

The more she looks at him, the more she knows. The questions from before return to her like trails of a wildfire. Scared. Terrified. Innocent.

Guilty.

The cloak swishes. Heavy fabric thrown behind his back. Vader lowers himself, moving away from the light, his lips hidden in the shadows. The stream of white hits only his eyes. Closed, looking down, never meeting hers.

A furrow on his brow grows with focus. “Do you believe it?” The sound of his voice, an intoxicating deepness, sends a hot flash in her core. His hands slide, clothed and steady, over her sides. Caressing her hips, creasing her skirt. He grabs fistfuls of white fabric, hitching it over her knees. “That you’re guilty?” Vader looks up at her now, requiring only one look from him for her to lift herself so that the skirt can fall over her hips. Vader removes his left glove. His leather and her white lace float to the floor. Vader’s two hands stroke her thighs, the right clothed and the left as bare as hers.

Slowly. He bends her left leg, his bare grip firm on her soft skin. Slowly. Warm lips begin to trace a trail down her inner thigh.

She gasps at the sensation of his mouth. Vader draws his tongue over her arousal, steady and slow. Tasting her like a starving man. She leans her head back against the wall, letting out a loud moan as he begins sucking her. Oh—she wants to touch him. To feel the strands of his hair between her fingers as he devours her. Her fingertips barely get to graze his hair when her hands suddenly become unable to touch him. All that comes out of him is a low “No…” as his moans reach deeper into her. Her hands move to the edge of the bench. He keeps them there, holding her down with a phantom’s touch. He hums into her, heated vibrations spread all over.

One look.

He denies it. Vader shakes his head, his hair tickling her inner thighs. She becomes unable to say anything. All that can come out of her are pleasured tears. In her mind she pleads and begs, but words don’t form—they only sigh and moan and cry for him.

Let me touch you.

Her knees buckle, and she writhes over him. Vader picks up the pace, adjusting his body so he reaches the parts of her that make her scream. Her legs rest on his shoulders. He lets out loud, deep groans.

Still without looking. Still holding her down.

Please—

The Force slowly lifts off her hands.

Lips lift from her too.

He catches his breath. “Tell me… What’s it going to be, then? Innocent…” He opens his eyes. “…Or guilty?” Vader looks at her for what feels like an achingly long time. The questioning hot gaze and his darkened eyes send her closer to the edge. Her hands glide up his head. She takes in the sight of him as her fingers, entangled with curls, massage his head. She hopes that his eyes never abandon her. To remain open as her hands carefully tug at his hair. To never break when she directs his face back to the throbbing spot between her legs. To stay with her until she comes undone before him.

His shallow, hot breath brushes against her. He waits. He keeps his eyes on her, but he waits. The anticipation, the hovering of his mouth over her.  The waiting.

His eyes stay on her as his lips return.

And he gives it to her.

taglist; @ladyanaschmidt @death-of-peace-of-mind @darth-jess @anakinstwinklebunny @orchidscurse @internallysalad

[lacebird]

ADAM DRIVER as COMMANDER MILLS 65 (2023) | dir. Scott Beck & Bryan Woods

for @itsladyliv ♡

[crumblekitty]

my personal favourite moments from my eras show ✨

Gelsenkirchen N1 | doing this as a way for me to preserve the memories and look back on it later! ❤

★ walking into the arena for the first time and getting my first look at the stage - seeing it in real life was way more overwhelming than i imagined it to be!

★ the cruel summer bridge right at the beginning, an obvious one but still needs to be included!

★ singing and dancing to you belong with me paying tribute to my 13 year old teenage self

★ during ATW hearing the entire crowd of mostly girls scream "fuck the patriarchy!" together

★ the 3 minute applause for taylor after champagne problems and her reaction to it that genuinely made me tear up

★ also me straight up sobbing and completely losing it during cardigan - somehow that was the one that really got to me

★ the way she said "why?" during LWYMMD

★ the entirety of the 1989 set that was just pure pop perfection and SO much fun live!

★ listening to "down bad" & "but daddy i love him" and specifically thinking of anakin skywalker and all of my lovely tumblr girls - @lacebird, @heartscone, @vader-anakin, @rvrsndrds, @itsladyliv, @gifsbysimplysonia etcetc!

★ the entire production of the TTPD set, clearly so much effort went into this and it was mesmerizing to look at, esp during fortnight and TSMWEL

★ the slut! x false god mashup as a surprise song - in particular the "we'd still worship this love" part sang by the crowd together that made me appreciate the song in a whole new way

★ when she did the little cat movements during midnight rain!

i might add more later but that's it for now i think! <3

[fkevin073]

manifestation moodboard for 2024

tagged by the lovely @hellshee

go to Pinterest, search your name + aesthetic + vibe/core and pick 4 pictures from the first 2 rows :)

no pressure tag @indistinctmumblings @lunasink @allbridgesburn @angel-starbeam @itsladyliv@teenagecriminalmastermind @fayesdiana @platalet

[preciouslandmermaid]

Rules: shuffle your ‘on repeat’ playlist and post the first ten track 🎶, then tag ten people 🍑 

Also, I haven’t been using Spotify since I got rid of premium LOL so I feel like these aren’t 100% accurate but alas here we are.

Tagged by @fastfan (ty for taggin!)

1. Send For Me by The National 

2.This isn’t helping by The National (ft. Phoebe Bridgers) (Can u tell I was listening to their new album??) 

3. Judas (80s Version) by Gabriella Raelyn 

4. Biden by Bo Burnham (Imaoooo)

5. After Dark by Mr. Kitty 

6. Crumbs by Rebecca Black 

7. Lavender Haze by Taylor Swift 

8. Nightcaller by Kavinsky 

9. Arrow by Half-Alive 

10. Enjoy the Silence by Trevor Something 

That was....something for sure LMAO 

tag list (I don’t know ten people): @thelittlesundancekid ; @yeehaw-djarin ; @itsladyliv ; @skeletoncowboys

[lacebird]

@itsladyliv

they match each other’s freak to a degree that is dangerous to the public

[asirensrage]

girl i read the art of seclusion in two days, what the hell???

Yesssss hahaha. I've been LIVING reading your comments. I'm so glad you liked it. It's one of my favourite things I wrote.

Your image seems accurate for everyone who's finished it based on reviews I get 😂😂😂😂

[lilacprose]

MECHANICAL MIND // MECHANICAL BODY — a star wars story

There he’ll awake, with a clear mind and clear direction. Black cloak drifting over his empire. This is what he wants. There he’ll stand, atop manmade planets surrounded by explosions of stardust. Breathing in power, exhaling out fear...

Read my new short story MECHANICAL MIND // MECHANICAL BODY on ao3.

I wanted to get a little sappy below the cut for a bit. First of all, thank you if you decided to read this note and Mechanical Mind // Mechanical Body. This story means a lot to me. The idea for this story came to me in a dream. At first, I didn't intend to make anything out of it. But the images of that dream stayed with me in my mind for a long time until I simply had to put them down to paper. I started writing it in November 2023 and it's been a labor of love for the past six months. Dear reader, I sincerely hope you enjoy this story.

Finally, I would like to express my deepest thanks to my best friend @itsladyliv who took the time to beta read Mechanical Mind for me. Your feedback and sweet comments mean the world to me. Couldn't do this without your support 💜

[asirensrage]

Any advice on choosing the name/last name of an OC?? asking because I'm desperate. 🫠

Oh god, @vixenofcourse can tell you how much I avoid naming characters. When I have to, I usually use behindthename.com (I think that's the site...and they have a behindthelastname one too. Or they used to...) and/or look at baby name websites. If I have an idea of the character, I can usually tell what will fit them. Sometimes I look at name meanings, sometimes I take names from ppl I know or have heard of (but that's rare).

Wikipedia is your friend for looking up names because they'll list ppl who have done certain things before (like voice actors, famous ppl, scientists...) and those are usually good places to get ideas from.

Hope that helps!

[lacebird]

@itsladyliv

no one supports you like an internet friend you never met

[marvelocks]

Oi, eu usei algumas imagens do seu blog pra fazer uma capa bonitinha pro meu perfil (sem intenção nenhuma de postar e sempre te dando os créditos quando perguntam)... espero que esteja tudo bem pra você?

tudo bem meu anjo!!

[preciouslandmermaid]

tagged by the wonderful and amazing and talented @itsladyliv ✨✨

last song: moon’s song in c by nowt (from this youtube video)

last movie: lord of the rings, return of the king extended edition (disc 1)

last show: warrior nun! (only the first ep tho)

currently watching: i’m not really ~actively~ watching anything, tbh. it’s super sporadic. 

currently reading: dark places by gillian flynn and being very mentally ill about it

currently working on: revisions for my original novel, part 3 of the ghost/reader fic, beta-ing my friends fic :3

favorite color: dark green 📗

sweet/savory/spicy: FUCK. all of them. maybe sweet by 1% more.

coffee/tea/cocoa: tea ~ 

craving: a crazy lucid dream 

tagging:  @give-every-lesbian-a-sword , @hustle1rosee , @lafantasiaworld & anyone else who wants to do it  👀👀

[perrydowning]

I WANT #9: Are there any fics you’d love to see but don’t want to write yourself? What are they? AND #24: Which fic of yours do you wish people would ask/talk about more? FOR THE FIC ASK!

Hey there, m'dear! Sorry for the delay! <3

Fics I'd love to see but don't want to write myself ...

There are certainly fics I desperately want to write but have to choose from the plot bunny hutch sparingly. So, as egotistical as it is, if I want to read it, I want to write it. If I could make money from it, I would happily write Reylo fic for the rest of my life. I'm sure it would spin out in some wild directions in order to stay fresh, but man, that would rock. I could write my take on Senator Ben/Jedi Rey, Warrior Monk "I must stay chaste" Kylo Ren, Priestlo Ren ... honestly, I want to write it all.

Which of my fics to I wish folks would as/talk about more ...

I've been supremely blessed by a wonderful group of readers who have always kept me well fed. What I miss is something that's simply gone--the vibrant tumblr community. The energy was intoxicating.

Sorry to be such a dud, @itsladyliv since my answer to both was basically, "Nah, I'm good." *grin* You're the best, my friend!

[lacebird]

@itsladyliv @crumblekitty 💜💜💜

born to be a sitcom roommate duo forced to be tumblr mutuals