#lace up platform sandals

[kimludcom]

SPECIFICATIONSsize: 34-43 Euro sizeproduct: Crystal Shiny Sandals Platformcustomized: acceptcolor: silver/blue/pinkWith Platforms: YesUpper Material: microfiberStyle: ROMESide Vamp Type: OpenSandal Type: Modern SandalsPlatform Height: 3-5cmPattern Type: SolidOutsole Material: RubberOrigin: Mainland ChinaOccasion: DRESS

[jius-sims]

Flats Collection 04

[Jius] Strappy Platform Sandals 01

28 swatches

11k+ Polygons

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[Jius] Lace Up Platform Sandals 01

30 swatches

17k+ Polygons

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[Jius] Ballet Flat 03

28 swatches

3k+ Polygons

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[Jius] Thong Flat Sandals 02

18 swatches

10k+ Polygons

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[Jius] Canvas Platform Sneakers 01

30 swatches

8k+ Polygons

HQ✔️ Custom thumbnail✔️ All lods✔️

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❤️Public release on 05 January, 2024 ❤️

[wanderingsimsfinds]

WanderingSims Fave CC - Female Shoes List

1, 8 - Rollo-Rolls - 4t3 Darte77 Vans Old Skool & Converse All Star HT Sneakers

2 - rasso - Vans Sk8 Hi

3 - Pixicat - Vans

4 - InLightOfDust - Vans Conversion

5 - satellite-sims - 4t3 Leosims Vans

6, 36 - JamiesPlayHouse - 4t3 Logan Shoes & 4t3 Bernard Boots

7 - Suteflower - 4t3 Jius Platform Heeled Boots 01

9-11 - Rollo-Rolls - 4t3 Jius Platform Canvas Sneakers 01, Jius Low Top Sneakers 12, Jius Platform Sneakers 03

12 - Rollo-Rolls -4t3 Elliesimple Nike Tanjun

13 - Semller - Adidas Superstar

14 - Rollo-Rolls - 4t3 Serenity Elphie Pump

15, 18, 25-27, 47-48 - Rollo-Rolls - 4t3 Jius Floral Lace Up Brogues, 4t3 Jius Canvas Wedge Espadrilles, 4t3 Madlen Harlow Boots Low & High, 4t3 Jius Platform Pumps 01, 4t3 Jius Platform Sandals 05

16-17 - Rollo-Rolls - 4t3 Trillyke Jelly Platform Sandals (Both Versions) & 4t3 MMSIMS Primo Sandals

19, 21-22, 40 - Ameriko-Steelie - 4t3 Jius Bowknot Platform Loafers 01, 4t3 Arltos Long Boots, 4t3 Jius Y2K Loafers With Leg Warmers, 4t3 Jius Platform Leather Sandals 02

20 - Ameriko-Steelie - 4t3 Astya96 Lolita Platform Shoes

23 - KotaJose - 4t3 Trillkye Antifragile Boots

24 - bellakenobi - 4t3 Madlen Dusk Diva Boots

28 - LeahLillith - Mulder Platform Boots (TSR)

29 - Semller - UNIF Choke Boots

30-31 - Rollo-Rolls - 4t3 Jius Leather Platform Ankle Boots & 4t3 MMSIMS Daydream Boots

32 - Suteflower - 4t3 Jius Leather Ankle Boots 04

33 - JamiesPlayHouse - 4t3 Suede Ankle Boots

34 - Rollo-Rolls - 4t3 Jius Ankle Boots

35 - yesod-sims - 4t3 MMSIMS Dr Martens Molly

37-38 - Anzuchansims - Usamarusims Carnival Scene Shoes V1 & V2

39 - Pixicat - JC Scully

41 - Ameriko-Steelie - 4t3 Madlen Sweet Harmony Melody Shoes

42-45 - Rollo-Rolls - 4t3 Astya96 Cross Strap Platform Heeled Sandals, 4t3 Arltos Shoes N7 & 4t3 Arltos Shoes N109, 4t3 Elliesimple Block Heels

46 - lillka - Pretty Summer Shoes (TSR)

[ratchet-ratch]

Favorites | Lavender Shoes (Part 1)

Wendy mid sneakers by @dissiasims

Adidas gazelle by @mysteriousdane

Bow sneakers by @dissiasims

Helen wedges by @sentate

Amos sneakers by @sentate

Sunrise sandals by @dallasgirl79

Alex sneakers by @arethabee

High society shoes by @joliebean

Cat platforms by @cloudcat

Platform leather sandals by @jius-sims

Lace up ankle boots by @jius-sims

Checkerboard sneakers by @jius-sims

[rafesangelita]

really really loved the john b drabble, it’s like ur in my brain xoxo — but i wanna know what ur readers got for xmas!! hope u had a good one <3

: 🧸

𓈒ㅤׂ 𝜗𝜚 bambi!reader:

a hefty barnes & nobles giftcard, calico critter sets, a fawn patterned throw blanket, lace lingerie tops, brown mascara, rilakkuma blind boxes (bakery keychains), a handmade dollhouse for her little trinkets to live in, and an apple pencil so she could start sketching on her ipad

𓈒ㅤׂ 𝜗𝜚 sheep!reader:

babydoll dresses + stockings and frilly socks, vintage barbie dolls, poodle figurines for her vanity, vinyls for her record player, old beauty magazines, hair rollers, ‘marie antoinette’ on dvd so she can watch it whenever she wants, rose scented candles, and some yarn for crocheting

𓈒ㅤׂ 𝜗𝜚 latina!kook!reader:

lots of chunky jewelry, cruise tickets, some embellished dresses she’s had her eyes on, lace-up floral heels, shimmery eyeshadow palette, a pair of sunglasses, some stuff from kali uchis’s ‘homebody’ line, bikini sets for weekssss, and pink tory burch sandals

𓈒ㅤׂ 𝜗𝜚 bitchy!kook!reader:

chrome hearts wallet (in both pink and black), dior heels, black chanel bag, customized chain, black fur coat, leopard print undies + bra, some wildflower phone cases, black silk pj’s, dior lippies, she definitely got some makeup pr, fancy furniture (she spoils herself too ofc)

𓈒ㅤׂ 𝜗�� bitchy!pogue!reader:

she’s been begging so she finally gets a pole installed in her room, bedazzled platform heels, playboy bunny necklace + matching bracelet and anklet, juicy couture baby tees, victoria’s secrets sparkly lipgloss, glittery makeup bag, fuzzy slippers, pink rolling papers and a little something something from dealer!rafe

𓈒ㅤׂ 𝜗𝜚 kook!sweetheart!reader:

lots of scrapbooking material, pink ugg boots, new hair curler + flat iron, chanel hair accessories, new digital camera, vintage chanel heels, her favorite foreign chocolates, swarvoski rings, new bed sheet set + comforters, dainty tea cup set, a few skirts, bath bombs and shower gels

𓈒ㅤׂ 𝜗𝜚 farmer’s!daughter!reader:

a new hat, boots with flowers embroidered on the sides, bootcut jeans, a belt buckle to add to her collection, an old doll that she thought she lost, pig plushie, baby chickies, quilted blanket that was made just for her, cherry chapstick + red nail polish, and a new lana del rey vinyl

𓈒ㅤׂ 𝜗𝜚 pogue!sweetheart!reader:

a new mixing machine, cutesy cookware + more baking dishes, customized apron, cupcake stickers, some added upgrades to her bakery, two new pairs of kitten heels, a charm bracelet full of goodies, pink lingerie sets, decoden picture frame, and some customized press on nails since she can’t wear long nails consistently

[thesimline]

Following on from the recent sad new that @jius-sims is retiring from making custom content for the Sims 4, I wanted to put together a bit of an ode to their incredible work. I don't think there's many lookbooks I've made that don't use at least a pair of their expertly crafted shoes. This post isn't exhaustive and I highly recommend checking out their back catalogue of work because their creations are truly next level. CC links under the cut.

1 - Flower Mary Jane Pumps 01

2 - Kitten Heel Lace Up Ankle Boot

3 - Leather Pumps 01

4 - Kitten Heel Shoes With Bow (TSR)

5 - Mary Jane Pumps 02

6 - Leather Pumps 05

7 - Mary Jane Pumps 01

8 - Suede Pumps 02

9 - Oxford Heels 01

10 - Platform Pumps 02

11 - Slingback Mary Jane Heels 01

12 - Canvas Wedge Espadrilles 01

13 - Velvet High Heels 01

14 - Leather Heeled Ballet Pumps 01

15 - Checkered Satin Bow Sandals 01

16 - Platform Knee High Boots 05

17 - Bowknot Heel Pumps 02

18 - Suede Sandals 01

19 - Chunky Platform Heels 01

20 - Velvet Platform Sandals 01

21 - Lace Up Knee High Boots 01

22 - Butterfly PVC Pumps

23 - Low Top Sneakers 05

24 - Heeled Jelly Sandals 01

25 - Platform Leather Sandals 02

26 - Star Platform Oxfords 01

27 - Leather Platform Ankle Boots 05

28 - Checkerboard Sneakers 01

29 - Strappy Platform Heels 01

30 - Platform Slippers 02

[nymphomatique]

doing the TikTok couple outfit trend with nerd!miguel

this just sent me to my early grave btw

cw: none! fluff with barely one instance of suggestive language. also maybe angst if you squint. gn!reader with a fem outfit!

wc: ~ 600

❤︎ a/n: this was so cute im :(((. if you haven’t see the trend nonnie was referencing, here is an example! proofread today yippee!! happy reading <3

*all pictures are just for scene setting! reader has no specific race, genitals, body type, or pronouns mentioned!*

put the timer on before you press play,” you laugh, watching miguel fiddle with your phone. as tech savvy as he is, you find it endearing that he can’t operate tiktok properly.

the two of you were on a park date, picnic basket in hand as the sun shines overcast, warming your skin, matching the warmth you’ve been feeling all day. after a rough week, miguel had offered to cheer you up, by way of picnic, and you agreed, albeit with reluctance.

it had been your idea to match, of course. the small unspoken ways you feel comfortable giving affection towards him without outwardly saying the three words that stir and uneasy feeling in you.

naturally for a picnic, you opted for gingham, red of course, sporting by way of a long sleeved off the shoulder crop top with lace trim, and a denim mini skirt to match. the shoes were less understated with the farmers look you had going on, your steve madden platform sandals bringing your more than necessary edge to your outfit. miguel, still hunched down finicking with your phone, matched with you, wearing a red gingham shirt, unbuttoned with a white tee underneath. his light-wash blue jeans sat well on his hips, held up by a black leather belt, the same color as the loafers on his feet.

you had seen an influx of videos of couples on vacations and regular outings matching outfits and chronicling it in form of tiktoks, and some part of you felt like it would make you feel all the more conflicted in your feelings, but the other part of you wanted to hold hands with miguel and show off your matching outfits to the world, and the former part of you won.

bringing you back to now, where miguel finally has managed to set up the timer for your tiktok, but not without muttering, “the user interface is stupid. anyone could have trouble with it.” you can only laugh, admiring his clean shaven face, pouted lips, strong nose and soft eyes as he looks at you and asks if he can press play yet. you fix his hair, looping the little piece in the front around your finger to fix the curl and look at him in the eyes, his face red.

“yes.”

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“miguel, you cross your legs, and then clap. not the other way around. this is the second time!”

“that’s not what they did in the video i saw..”

“that’s because it’s not the one i sent you. i suggested this, so we’re doing it my way, not yours.”

after three takes of miguel either crossing his legs the wrong way or completely missing his cue, you were sure this take would be it.

so when he presses play and the timer goes off, you watch the minuscule versions him and you in your phones screen, and by some high power, you’re both in sync. and can help but laugh and exclaim your joy, pull him in for a kiss at his success. a kiss in which miguel gladly returns, lipstick marks be damned.

you look away shyly when you pull away. “knew you could do it,” you say, gaze lowered to the gold chain hanging from miguel’s thick neck.

“only cause i listened to you, my love,” he returns, bringing your gaze to his by pushing your head up with his index finger at your chin.

you give him a light pec before slapping his chest softly. “should have been listening to me the whole damn time. i’ve been too nice to you lately.”

“teach me a lesson later,” he says, the look of mischief in his eyes not unnoticed by you. “first, we eat. c’mom.”

with his hand in yours, you stroll through the park. together, and happy.

[sxp3rpoet]

hey, boy!

black!swedish! mcbling! reader x katsuki bakugo.

sypnosis; you've always had a little interest for katsuki, and always wanted to meet the infamous attractive firecracker, so mina decides to take you as her plus one for one of the most known parties in college. katsuki's birthday.

warnings; not edited, college au! characters are aged up as well. cursing, fluff, mature! bakugo. kinda very ooc! izuku midoriya, more fluff, mcbling! mina as well, because who's gonna be mcbling with you? love at frist sight type shit, modern fashion for the boys. slight! attention bather mina and reader. confident queens. and I think thats about it. Enjoy!

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“So, what’s the plan?” Mina asked, her voice laced with excitement as she fluffed up her short, cute strawberry-toned hair, each strand bouncing with a lively sheen under the soft glow of the vanity lights. She leaned closer to the mirror, examining her reflection with a keen eye, making sure every strand was in its rightful place. Her lips curled into a sly smile as she glanced at Y/n, who was busy adjusting her sleeveless cheetah print top, the fabric hugging her curves perfectly.

Y/n let out a cute, infectious giggle, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “I’mma use my eyes, ja? So when he walks past me, I’ll hit him with the full blast of my charm. In a few seconds, he’ll be wrapped around my pinky finger. That cute lil shit.” She lifted her hand, showing off her manicured pinky, adorned with a thick, pink jade ring that caught the light and gleamed softly. Her confidence was unshakable, and Mina couldn’t help but chuckle, nodding as she applied a smooth layer of foundation to her already glowing skin.

“Babes, you don’t even have to look at him,” Mina said with a knowing grin, blending her makeup with expert precision. “You’re exactly Katsuki’s type. Just brush past him and don’t say anything. He’ll be hooked without you having to lift a finger.”

It was Y/n’s turn to laugh, the sound rich and melodious as she unscrewed the cap of her favorite lip gloss. The applicator glided smoothly across her plump, supple lips, leaving behind a glossy, irresistible sheen. Her pretty brown skin glowed, the warm undertones highlighted by the light of Mina’s vanity mirror. She posed slightly, tilting her head to admire her reflection, her fingers running through her curls that cascaded down her shoulders. Her style was effortlessly chic, and every detail of her look, from the subtle shimmer on her eyelids to the perfectly arched brows, screamed confidence.

“Done!” Mina exclaimed, her eyes shining with excitement as she got up from her seat. She grabbed her Juicy Couture handbag, its hot pink fabric shimmering as it caught the light. Y/n followed suit, reaching for her matching lavender handbag, the delicate gold chain handle gleaming as she slung it over her shoulder. She sashayed out after Mina, her hips swaying gracefully in the tight skirt that accentuated her curves. The fabric hugged her body in all the right places, each step in her platform sandals echoing a confident, rhythmic click-clack against the floor.

As they neared the sleek, black Audi parked outside, Mina’s older brother leaned against the car, his eyes narrowing slightly as he took in their dolled-up appearances. He opened the door with a smirk, watching as the two girls slid into the plush leather seats with practiced ease. The car roared to life as he pulled away from the curb, the engine’s low growl vibrating through the seats.

“Where is it you said you guys were going again?” Nuna voiced, smiling lightly at them.

“Katsuki’s birthday party, I told you this already.” Mina rolled her eyes playfully.

Nuna shot her a look through the rearview mirror, his brows slightly raised in mock disbelief. “Katsuki’s birthday party, huh? And you’re both dressed like you’re about to walk the runway. What are you two planning to do, steal the spotlight from the birthday boy?” His tone was teasing, but there was an undertone of protectiveness that Mina knew all too well.

Mina leaned back in her seat, crossing her legs as she waved her hand dismissively. Y/n let out a bemused chuckle.

“Please, Katsuki’s not even gonna notice. That boy’s too busy being all broody and intense. We’re just gonna show up, maybe steal a few hearts,” She said with a fleeting glance over Y/n, “have a good time, and make sure everyone knows we’re the best-dressed there.” She ruffeled her hair with a flourish, a playful grin on her lips.

“Where’s the venue, anyways? all you gave me was a google location.”

“It’s at his house,” Y/n chimed in, “It’s big as shit, he’s a lil rich boy,” Her voice lowered, “A fine ass one.”

Mina playfully hit her with the bag, smiling slyly, “Ouu, you hungry, hungry.”

“Shut up,” Y/n mummbled.

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“Birthday boy!” Kirishima called out, his voice cutting through the lively chatter of the party, instantly drawing attention to the tall, broad-shouldered figure of Katsuki Bakugo. Katsuki’s presence was impossible to miss; he stood out not just because of his height but also his unmistakable aura of confidence and intensity. He wore a slightly cropped white shirt adorned with a striking pink and grey skull graphic that seemed to sneer at the world, perfectly matched with forest green baggy cargo pants. The pants had the word “awaited” boldly stitched across the crotch area, adding a rebellious touch to his already edgy look. The fabric rustled softly as he moved, emphasizing his muscular build and the casual grace with which he carried himself.

Kirishima couldn’t help but chuckle as he made his way through the crowd, his fiery red hair catching the lights that danced across the room. His strong, confident stride drew appreciative stares from both girls and guys alike, but he only had eyes for his best friend at that moment. As they closed the distance, the two shared a hearty slap of palms, their bond evident in the easy camaraderie between them. A raucous laugh escaped Eijiro’s lips as he caught sight of the soft, almost contented smile tugging at Katsuki’s lips—a rare expression that he had learned to cherish.

“Enjoyin’ yourself?” Eijiro asked, a smirk playing on his lips as he observed his friend.

Katsuki mirrored the smirk, his sharp eyes gleaming with a mix of amusement and satisfaction. “Can’t say I’m not,” he replied, his voice low but carrying the weight of his approval. The energy of the party buzzed around them, the lively atmosphere clearly lifting his spirits.

Eijiro’s smirk widened, a glint of pride in his eyes as he glanced around at their gathered friends. “Hmm, m’glad you’re havin’ fun,” he remarked, leaning in slightly. “Whole squad’s having fun as well, you can always count on Denki to send out invites.”

Katsuki snorted, his usual edge softened just enough to show he was in a good mood. “Only thing he’s good for, the dunce.”

Before Eijiro could respond, a familiar voice interjected, laced with playful indignation. “I heard that!” Denki Kaminari stumbled in beside Eijiro, his bright yellow swimming shorts clinging to his lean, fit form, droplets of water glistening on his toned skin. His hair was still damp from a recent dip in the pool, and he exuded an air of carefree mischief. Wagging a finger in Katsuki’s face, Denki grinned cheekily, a playful sneer curling his lips as he leaned in closer. “Watch ya tongue, boy.”

Katsuki’s sharp gaze softened slightly, his lips curling into a low chuckle that bordered on a growl. It was a sound that spoke of both amusement and warning, a reminder of the explosive personality behind that smirk. He swatted Denki’s finger away with a mock scowl, his voice dripping with sarcastic menace. “Tch, keep those fingers to yourself, Sparky. Or I might actually bite ‘em off.”

Denki, unfazed by the threat, struck a pose, flexing his arms and showing off his defined muscles with exaggerated bravado. His skin glistened under the lights, a testament to the hours spent in the gym and the pool. “Yeah, yeah, whatever you say, King Explosion Murder. I’m just glad you’re not sulking in a corner somewhere.”

Katsuki rolled his eyes, the smirk never leaving his face. “Like I’d waste my time doing that. Ain’t my style. Besides,” he added, his gaze sweeping across the buzzing party, the vibrant energy of the crowd infectious, “this ain’t half bad. You lot actually managed to pull off something decent for once.”

The room around them was alive with activity—people dancing to the pulsing beat of the music, laughter and conversations blending into a harmonious symphony of celebration. The lights overhead flickered in time with the music, casting playful shadows across the room. The air was thick with the scent of various perfumes, mixed with the smell of snacks and drinks being passed around. Every now and then, a cheer would erupt as someone dared to do something outrageous, the atmosphere charged with youthful exuberance.

Eijiro grinned, his sharp teeth flashing as he clapped Katsuki on the shoulder, the force of his hand a friendly reminder of their shared strength. “See? Told ya you’d enjoy it! We just needed to drag you outta your shell a bit. Now, what d’you say we make this party even better?”

Katsuki raised an eyebrow, his curiosity piqued. “What the hell are you planning, Shitty Hair?”

Eijiro exchanged a knowing look with Denki, the two of them sharing a mischievous grin that promised nothing but trouble. “Well,” Eijiro began, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial tone, “there’s been a lotta talk about a certain girlie that Mina knows making an appearance tonight. Word is, she’s planning to steal the show.”

Katsuki’s eyes narrowed slightly, the flicker of interest in his gaze betraying his intrigue. “Who’re you talking about?” His tone was casual, but the sharp edge to his voice made it clear that he wasn’t one for games—at least, not when it came to surprises that involved him.

Denki leaned in closer, his voice dropping to a low, teasing whisper as if revealing a well-guarded secret. “You’ll see. Trust me, Bakugo, we figured you’d appreciate the company.”

Katsuki scoffed, crossing his arms over his broad chest, the muscles in his forearms flexing under the weight of his folded arms. The movement was casual, but the underlying tension suggested he was weighing the situation carefully. “I don’t need you two idiots setting me up with anyone. I’m here to have a good time, not to entertain your stupid matchmaking schemes.”

Eijiro laughed heartily, the sound deep and genuine as he clapped Katsuki on the back. “Relax, man! No one’s setting you up. We’re just saying, keep an eye out. You might be in for a surprise—and I don’t mean the kind that’ll piss you off.”

Katsuki huffed, the skeptical frown on his face making it clear that he wasn’t entirely convinced. Yet, despite his outward nonchalance, there was a glimmer of curiosity in his expression that he couldn’t quite hide. He glanced around the backyard, the vibrant party atmosphere in full swing—the bass of the music pulsed through the air, lights flickered like electric stars overhead, and the buzz of conversation mixed with bursts of laughter. His sharp eyes scanned the crowd with practiced ease, wondering just who or what Eijiro and Denki were hinting at.

Denki, ever the instigator, couldn’t resist adding one last quip as he playfully nudged Katsuki’s side. “Just don’t get too distracted, Bakugo. Wouldn’t want you to miss out on all the fun~!” His voice was sing-song, a clear indication that he was thoroughly enjoying the teasing.

Katsuki shot him a sideways glare, but the corner of his mouth twitched upward in a smirk that was impossible to suppress. “Tch, as if I’d let that happen. You two are underestimating me if you think I can’t handle a little surprise.”

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“Have fun, girls! Remember to use a condom!” Nuna shouted with a teasing grin as he sped away, his voice carrying over the rumble of the car engine. The taunt earned a collective eye roll from Mina and Y/n, though they couldn’t help the slight smiles tugging at the corners of their lips. The playful jab was typical of Nuna, always teasing, always protective in his own annoying way.

Mina’s hand immediately found Y/n’s, their fingers intertwining as Mina hooked her arm around Y/n’s inner elbow, pulling her close with a familiar sense of camaraderie. Together, they stepped forward in perfect sync, their movements fluid and confident as they approached the entrance to the party. The rhythm of their steps matched the pulsing bass that thumped from within, an infectious beat that seemed to vibrate through the air, setting the tone for the night.

The house loomed ahead of them, a sprawling mansion bathed in the soft glow of strategically placed lights that highlighted its modern, sleek architecture. The sound of laughter and conversation spilled out from the open doors, mingling with the music that reverberated through the ground beneath their feet. Every window glowed warmly, revealing glimpses of the vibrant party scene inside—people dancing, drinks being poured, and a general air of youthful abandon that made the night feel alive with possibility.

As they reached the entrance, heads began to turn, eyes drawn to the duo as they made their grand entrance. Mina, with her short, strawberry-toned hair perfectly styled, exuded an effortless charm that made her hard to ignore. Her outfit—a chic, off-shoulder top paired with a flirty mini skirt—accentuated her figure, giving her a playful yet confident vibe.

Beside her, Y/n was a vision of bold elegance. Her sleeveless cheetah-print crop top hugged her curves, the thin pink trim highlighting her silhouette in just the right way. The top was paired with a low-rise denim mini skirt, the dark wash of the fabric contrasting beautifully with her glowing brown skin. Her outfit was adorned with a series of sparkling accessories—a large, ornate belt with a silver buckle cinched around her waist, multiple bracelets clinking on her wrists, and a chain that dangled from her belt, adding a touch of edgy glamour to her look. The thick pink jade ring on her finger added a hint of mystique, perfectly complemented by her long, straight hair that flowed down her back with streaks of vibrant pink blending seamlessly into the dark strands. The shimmer from her belly button piercing caught the light as she moved, drawing even more attention to her already captivating presence.

The crowd seemed to part like the Red Sea, whispers following in the wake of Mina and Y/n as they made their way through the throng of partying college students. The ambient noise of laughter, music, and clinking glasses lowered to a murmur as curious eyes followed the duo’s confident strides.

Through the sea of faces, a familiar figure emerged—Eijiro Kirishima, standing tall and broad-shouldered, his red hair spiked up in its usual fashion. His brooding expression softened into a warm grin as he noticed the girls approaching.

"Hey Ei!" Mina called out, her voice bright and full of enthusiasm. She tugged Y/n along, clearly excited to make introductions.

"Hey Minaaa!" Kirishima’s grin widened, his sharp teeth flashing as he opened his arms in a welcoming gesture. He was always happy to see Mina, and tonight was no exception. His eyes, however, quickly shifted to Y/n, who stood slightly behind Mina, her presence impossible to ignore.

"I'm guessing this is Y/n?" Kirishima asked, his voice a mix of curiosity and friendliness. His gaze roamed over Y/n, taking in her striking outfit, the way the cheetah-print crop top hugged her figure, and the undeniable confidence in her posture. She seemed to carry herself with such ease, as if she owned the space around her.

"Right you are, hunk!" Mina chimed in, her tone playful as she tugged Y/n forward a bit more, making sure she was fully introduced. Her eyes sparkled with mischief, clearly enjoying the moment.

Y/n’s lips curved into a confident smile as she stepped forward, her glossy lips catching the light. "I'm Y/n," she said, her voice smooth and composed, the sound of her name rolling off her tongue with an effortless charm. She extended her hand toward Kirishima, her eyes locking onto his. "Nice to meet you…?"

Kirishima’s smile widened, his sharp teeth flashing as he reached out to take her hand in a firm, friendly shake. "Eijiro, Kirishima," he replied, his voice warm and welcoming. "But you can call me Eijiro, or Ei if you prefer. I don't mind either."

Y/n could feel the strength in his grip, a testament to his solid, dependable nature, while Kirishima couldn’t help but notice the cool confidence in her demeanor.

Mina watched the exchange with an amused smile, sensing the connection that was beginning to form. "Ei's one of the best."

Y/n nodded, her eyes still fixed on Kirishima. "I can tell," she replied, her voice carrying a hint of something more, a challenge perhaps, or maybe just the promise of an interesting night.

Kirishima let out a teasing grin, smiling as he brought out his arm, for her to hook her arm through, he did the same to Mina, who happily interlinked arms with the boy.

"Let's go where the party's at, alright ladies?"

"Let's go!" Mina squealed. Y/n, on the calmer side, smiled.

"Take me away, pojke."

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Katsuki Bakugo stood near the edge of the pulsating party, his back against the rough texture of the wall, his sharp eyes trained on Izuku Midoriya. The relentless thump of the bass reverberated through the air, the sound waves vibrating through his chest, but it was a mere background noise to him, a distant echo compared to the intensity of the conversation at hand. The world around him, filled with swirling bodies and flashing lights, was of little consequence as he mentally replayed the key moments of the basketball game they were discussing.

Izuku’s voice, filled with excitement, cut through the ambient noise like a knife. "That last quarter was insane," Midoriya hummed, his green eyes wide with the kind of unbridled enthusiasm that always managed to irk Bakugo just a little. "I didn’t think they’d be able to pull off that three-pointer, but the execution was flawless. What do you think, Kacchan?"

Katsuki grunted in response, his arms crossed over his chest. “It was decent,” he muttered, though his tone was grudgingly respectful. “But their defense in the third quarter was shit. Almost cost them the game. If I was their coach, I would’ve chewed ‘em out for slacking.”

Shoto nodded in agreement, his expression thoughtful. “Their offensive plays were strong, but they left themselves open too many times. It’s a miracle they didn’t lose control completely.”

Izuku, ever the optimist, grinned as he adjusted his grip on the drink in his hand. “True, but you’ve got to admit, their coordination was top-notch. That alley-oop in the second quarter? That was a thing of beauty. It’s not easy to pull something like that off under pressure.”

Katsuki rolled his eyes but couldn’t help the small smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. “Yeah, well, it doesn’t matter how pretty it looks if you don’t win. They got lucky.”

Before the conversation could continue, Katsuki’s keen senses picked up on a shift in the atmosphere. The steady hum of the party seemed to alter, and out of the corner of his eye, he noticed a sudden movement in the crowd. His attention snapped toward the commotion, his instincts immediately on high alert.

Mina Ashido and Eijiro Kirishima were cutting through the throng of people, their faces lit up with mischievous grins that spelled trouble from a mile away. Katsuki’s eyes narrowed, a mix of curiosity and irritation bubbling up inside him. Whatever they were up to, he wasn’t in the mood for their usual antics.

"Oi, what the hell’s got you two all excited?" Katsuki barked, his voice cutting through the noise with its usual edge. His gaze flicked between Mina and Kirishima as they came to a stop in front of him, their breathless laughter only adding to his suspicion.

But before either of them could respond, something strange happened.

The world around Katsuki seemed to slow down, the chaotic noise of the party fading into the background. The pounding bass of the music became a distant hum, the chattering voices and laughter around him blurring into an indistinct buzz. His sharp focus zeroed in on the figure who appeared just behind Mina, a figure that seemed to draw all the light and energy in the room toward her.

There she was—Y/n.

Everything about her demanded attention. She moved with a fluid grace, her steps confident and assured as she made her way through the crowd. Her outfit was bold, the kind that made it impossible for anyone to look away, and the way she carried herself—shoulders back, chin up, a slight sway to her hips—exuded a kind of power that Katsuki couldn’t help but admire. The light played off her glossy lips, accentuating the curve of her smile, and in that moment, Katsuki felt something deep within him stir.

It wasn’t just attraction—it was more profound than that, something that resonated with him on a level he didn’t fully understand. Time seemed to stretch, each second dragging out as Y/n approached, her gaze locking onto his with an intensity that matched his own. His heart, usually steady and strong, hammered in his chest, each beat a heavy thud that echoed in his ears.

Beside him, Izuku noticed the shift in Katsuki’s demeanor and couldn’t resist a knowing smirk, though he wisely kept quiet. Shoto, ever perceptive, simply observed, his expression unreadable.

As Y/n came closer, the air between them seemed to crackle with electricity, a palpable tension that Katsuki wasn’t used to feeling. Her presence was overwhelming, her confidence almost tangible, and he found himself unable to look away. There was something about her—something that made him feel like she was the only person in the room worth paying attention to.

And in that moment, Katsuki Bakugo—the boy who prided himself on being in control, who never let anyone see past his tough exterior—felt the ground shift beneath his feet. Because as Y/n drew near, as her gaze met his with an intensity that made his heart race, he realized that she had managed to do something no one else had ever done.

She had made him hesitate.

And he wasn’t sure whether to be pissed off or intrigued.

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Y/n, sensing that this was the moment, took a step forward, her chin held high. "Katsuki Bakugo," she said, her voice smooth and confident. "I’ve heard a lot about you."

Katsuki’s eyes narrowed slightly as he took in her appearance, from the confident way she stood to the way her glossy lips curved into a knowing smile. He crossed his arms over his chest, his gaze sharp and unyielding. "Yeah?" he replied, his tone guarded. "And what have you heard?"

Y/n met his stare without flinching, her own gaze steady and unwavering.

"Come find out, du sexiga odjur."

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word count: I dont know guys. I'm tired.

[bebemoon]

which shoes do you think the sailor scouts would wear if they actually existed?

sailor moon | pretty sure she'd wear any/all of the sneakers from the vans x sandy liang collaboration, cutesy ballet flats in general, and also these mikiosakabe x pink house "jewelry" mohair trainers

{ also including the magical girl footwear, the gcds "bunny" boots }

{ bonus: neo-queen serenity would wear the melissa x y/project "court" point mules in white }

sailor mercury | unif "seph" black satin mary janes

sailor venus | versace "gianni ribbon" low satin mules in pink

sailor jupiter | prada wave leather heel sandals from the "fairy collection" (s/s 2oo8), fendi tan suede floral embroidered boots (c. 199o's)

sailor mars | prada "cloudburst thunder" low trainers in red and trippen "turbo f" asymmetrical sandals in black

sailor neptune | prada black leather mary janes (c. 199o's), christian lacroix heeled point mules in blue and gold (c. 2ooo's)

sailor uranus | either a nice pair of lemon pepper steppers or some kind of slick suede bootie. prada embellished leather lace-up derby loafer, marsell "gessetto" ankle-high suede boots in black

sailor saturn | maison martin margiela tall tabi boots w/ round heel (a/w 2oo3), (and the more tame option) unif 90's inspired "penny" platform oxford shoe in black

sailor pluto | masha popova wheelspin boots (a/w 2o23), giuseppe zanotti metal printed t-strap sandal

chibiusa | loveshackfancy x shelby mid ankle boot and city boot "cheek & bone" heart boot in pink

tuxedo mask | loewe black leather rose heel sandal

[shoesparadise]

[jius-sims]

Flats Collection 02      

[Jius] Floral Lace Up Brogues 01

15 swatches

18k+ Polygons

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[Jius] Lace Up Espadrille Flatform Sandals 01

30 swatches

10k+ Polygons

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[Jius] Double-Strap Mary Jane 03

6 swatches

9k+ Polygons

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[Jius] Suede Platform Clogs 01

30 swatches

8k+ Polygons

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[Jius] Strappy Gladiator Sandals 01

8 swatches

10k+ Polygons

HQ✔️ Custom thumbnail✔️ All lods✔️

Patreon ( Early access )

❤️Public release on 02 March, 2023❤️

[nessysims]

Lookbook Skin: santal @nectar-cellar Hair: IfcaSims Nails: GiuliettaSims Rounded Square French Medium Nails @rollo-rolls Earrings: Star Garland Earrings @bellakenobi Jeans: Drama Jeans @rollo-rolls Shoes: Jeffrey Campbell ‘Snick’ Platform Sandal _@pixicat Top: spectacledchic Back Lace Up Top (The creator's link does not work, you can download it from my link)

[lamaisongaga]

FASHION CREDITS: "FAT JUICY & WET" M/V

Bruno Mars and Sexyy Red team up with Lady Gaga and Rosé for their newest music video "Fat Juicy & Wet" where the quartet is seen popping champagne bottles. The music video was shot on December 18, 2024 in Los Angeles.

Gaga's styling was done by HARDSTYLE.

For her cameo, Lady Gaga commissioned emerging designer Luis de Javier to create an one-off creation based on his signature silhouette fur coats — a floor-length deep crimson faux fur coat with oversized, square-shaped shoulders, large lapels and a silk charmeuse lining.

Gaga, Bruno, Sexyy Red and Rosé all wore matching suits from Alexander McQueen's Resort 2025 collection. They went for the single-breasted jacket ($2,690) and straight trousers ($1,360) in black and burgundy pinstriped wool.

Shop:

Alexander McQueen Pinstripe Blazer ($2,690.00)

Alexander McQueen Pinstripe Pants ($1,360.00)

Berlin-based avant-garde eyewear label Kuboraum confirmed to me that Gaga is wearing a pair of their yet-to-be-released piercings-embellished Mask E21 Crossover sunglasses from their "Eyecouture and Precious Materials" collection!

ln terms of jewelry, LG styled her look with an iconic Dior by John Galliano Spring/Summer 1999 black beaded Masai choker with long strands.

Two of Gaga's interestingly coiled sterling silver rings were created by Freya Douglas Ferguson for emerging designer Christina Seewald's Spring/Summer 2023 collection!

Her other ring is her previously-appreciated DOSIS G6C The Host white-gold and diamond ring ($4,668).

Shop:

DOSIS G6C “The Host” Ring ($4,668.00)

Gaga is seen wearing two pair of shoes in the video. The first and most obvious choice are these black vinyl platform thong sandals with striking red sole. They're by an exotic footwear label titled VIP and were once sold via Etsy.

The other pair, she wears while strutting, is a pair of Le Silla's trending Colette pointed-toe leather booties with corset-inspired lace-up front ($1,315).

Shop:

Le Silla "Colette" Boots ($1,315.00)

[ateez-himari]

Hi bb!!???? You just made me crazy with your last post so I'm here to yap like usual😪

Ummmmm first question DO YOU WANT ME D€AD?? LIKE SHAKE THAT BOOTY COUPLE CHOREOGRAPHY WASN'T ON MY BINGO CARD(but I'm glad you did it hehehehehe🤫🤫🤫)

I have questionsss (literally brings a smile on my face everytime you reply🫣)

Sooo first question do you have any certain idea about hima's styling in iomt era?🫠 Cause I can picture her wearing similar clothes to kiof in igloo but more classy ig?

Did mimi do any iomt challenges with hobi and jin? And did she do the running wild trend (it was so funny for no reason😭)

3rddddddd during yoongi's enlistment has hima ever sent him any of the songs on the album for advice?or even hearing the finished version? 👀

And lastly are you able to tell me a specific voice claim for mimi?

Love you bb mwahhh💓💓

Omg Mina! 🥹🌸💕 I swear every time I see your name in my inbox I get excited, you always have so many new questions and I love it! (I made myself crazy too bc Mafia Himari ??? Hello ???)

It's actually Mingi that wants you dead because it started out as a solo break but he wasn't satisfied, so he choreographed a little couple moment 🤧This is their first comeback as lovers (officially) so he wanted to show it. (He's also jealous of the amount of 'intimate' choreography she has with San so he has to assert his claim yk 🤭...but he has to try really hard to not grab his gf's ass on camera-)

• I had general styling ideas before you asked that but you made me want to get specific (that's why it took so long to reply 😔) so I got to researching and this is the draft I got from it;

Solo Scene [1]; Black Lace Bustier. Black Suit Pants. An Unbuttoned Medusa Biggie Single-Breasted Blazer (Versace) - slightly customized since it's a man's suit jacket. Medusa '95 Satin Sandals 115mm (Versace) Jewelry (Versace); Barocco Leaf Chain Bracelet. Bind Choker & Medusa Greca Necklace. Assorted Rings - From Chrome Hearts & Cartier. Claw Rings

Solo Scenes [2 & 3]; I ♡ Baroque Bathrobe (White). White Lace Trim Cami Slip Short Nightgown (Handmade by Donatella). Garavani EveningGlam Platform Sandal With 120mm Crystals (Valentino - only for scene 3) Jewelry (Ephemeral Collection); Lariat & Choker Chain. Assorted Rings. Angel Wings Ear Cuffs. Thigh Chain

Group Scene; Off Shoulder Contraption Blazer (Custom YSL). Pants in Grain De Poudre (YSL). Medusa '95 Lace-Up Boots 35mm (Versace) Jewelry; Cross Necklace (Gift from Yunho). Assorted Rings (Unknown Collection). Juste Un Clou Hoop Earring, Small Model (Cartier). Safety Pin Earrings (Versace)

• Jin actually dragged her into the trend before he called J-Hope as 'payment' for not calling him enough during his service, and he kept the scene of her tripping and falling flat on her face- 😭. She's done the IOMT challenge with Jin but not J-Hope since he's in L.A (I'm not sure if he still is)

• Hima has sent all of them to Yoongi but never before the draft was finished, not so much because she wanted advice but because she still needs confirmation from her older brother. She always seeks his approval when she does something right so it was mainly for this. She also technically TECHNICALLY leaked the album by sending him the finished versions a week before the release date 🤫

• I think I said this in another post but I'll say this here too! Speaking; Natty (Kiss Of Life). Singing; Suhyun (AKMU). Rapping; Yeeun (El7z Up - Former CLC)

Love you too sweet, MMMWAH 😘🩷🎀

[aurora-darling]

Be mine

Zevlor x F!Reader/Tav

Working on zevlor/tav/astarion love triangle but I wanted to write a second meeting with zevlor x reader

NSFW warning; oral sex

It took two days, but you convinced Astarion to stay at camp with Gale. In truth, you did want alone time, mostly to bathe. Asterion beamed when you confessed your privacy reasons. You stated it would banish you from your coven if Astarion saw you naked, but it was a lie. Heading back from the spring, you decided to confront Zevlor about Kagha alone. You would need another plan. You walk into the tiefling refugee camp, your golden hair cascading down your back and drying in the wind. You donned a loose cotton shirt and tightly laced pants with leather sandals. Nothing like the armor you had grown used to as a cleric. You felt like you could fly. You were able to walk so quickly without armor. You looked through the crowds, your heart lifting and falling when you thought you saw him. You asked around and tried to get attention from any tiefling you could find until you heard him. “ Aria?” You turn to see Zevlor above you on a platform chopping kindling, and wiping the sweat under his horns. “How are you?” He asks. The sounds of the crowd disappeared with his voice. 

Did you need me? You hear from his heart. 

You were staring up at him, your mouth slightly open. 

I missed you. You hear from his mind. 

“ I’m fine I -” You reply as he jumps down in front of you. He was so close you could see the beads of sweat on his neck, his cotton shirt open at his chest. It was baggy and patched together. It was too large for his toned body. You knew the facts of war. Battlefields contained goods for the taking. Your heart broke as you thought about your commander needing shirts from fallen enemies or worse, his comrades. “I’m glad.” He says, propping the axe against the platform and now wiping the back of his neck with a hand cloth. “I wanted to thank you again for defending us against the goblins. “ He added and fiddled with the cloth in his hand. “Why? They attacked me first, I was just trying to stay alive.” You simply say and he laughs while you sit on the steps. “ I appreciate the honesty. I’ve never met a soldier who fought for their King.” He pauses to look at you “They fight to see their loved ones again.” He smiles and you can see the age of this tiefling. Fighting had ravaged him. Broke him. You push a rock with your sandal and look at his armor next to the platform. 

What are you thinking about? Your mind hears from him.  

“Kagha won’t agree to your terms. Or any. I’m so sorry. “ You admit, your head in your hands. The idea of children, women, and men being executed by pathetic green creatures tore at your heart. You couldn’t dare imagine Zevlor being hurt or else you would show everyone your true power. Before you knew it Zevlor had moved to squat in front of you. 

Babygirl I don’t expect you to take care of my problems. I’ll handle it. Worry about me though. I crave you fussing over me. You heard from his mind, looking down at your commander while he held your hands in his. 

“I appreciate what you did. It was brave of you, thank you. “ You gulp watching his lips as he spoke. “Avccase. “ He says moving your curls away from your face. His smile was dangerous, the light brush of his fingers on your face was enough for you to do anything for him. You stared at him and blinked slowly before you realized he said your name in your native tongue.  “You practiced?” You whisper, your eyes beaming over him taking in every infernal curve of his face. “I did.” He whispers back and chuckles his voice now back to his normal tone “I had to ask your wizard companion for help. It took me a day but.. How did I do?” He asks. 

Avccase. He moans in his mind. 

You swallow your passion and try and address what you came for but you fail to change the subject.

 “ It’s perfect- “ You say. 

You’re perfect, you hear. Too good for me. 

You wanted to kiss him desperately. His gaze was on your delicate hand in his, his long nails circling the back of your hand. He was focused on the freckles covering you. He smiled still circling his fingers over the back of your hand. He could see the calluses covering your knuckles. He knew the wear and tear sparring with your fists have on the skin. He would maul anyone who dared to touch you. 

My pretty little warrior. He moans in his mind. 

He brings your hand to his lips, a low primal growl comes from his mouth. His nose pressed on the back of your knuckles now, his mouth moving slightly to a light kiss. Your skin is also soft and delicate, the feeling was making Zevlor burn hot on the inside.

 I’ll bet you fight like a Goddess. 

Your fingers rub over his nose while his lips are pressed hard into them. He unravels at your caress. He could feel the coolness of your skin against his infernal heat. He takes a deep breath, his mouth opening slightly to rake his fangs against them. You had to do something before your passion got the better of you.  “What should we do about Kagha?” You break the connection and the question resets Zevlor to his soldier mentality. “I learned that Kagha isn’t the true leader. A large elf named Halsin is. “ He lays your hand in your lap and clears his throat. He stands and you feel the insatiable need for his touch to return but you stay seated and watch him reassemble his armor. His hair is tied in the back, and his long ears are pointed high. Every part of his features were sharp and strong. His face was flushed as you watched him assemble his armor in silence. You continued your thorough observation of his features. His hair was a soft brown in the sunlight, highlights of red and strands of silver. There were curls at the base of this neck, and different layers throughout. Almost like he cut his hair with a dagger. You look down his back to the red tail swinging freely under his shirt. His face looks focused but his tail flickers excitedly. You giggle and your commander turns to you eager to see if he is the reason for your happiness. “ I’m sorry?” He asks joining you again with his breastplate on, now working to tie the shoulder pads as he sits next to you. “Nothing." You flirt, waving it away. Keeping a silly secret from him was exciting. Pleasurable. You watch as his fangs rake over his bottom lip. “Nothing you say?” He hooks a strap and slaps the pad into place on his shoulder. He looks at you with his eyebrows raised and a smirk on his lips. “I doubt anything that serenades me with your laugh is nothing.” 

Laugh for me, baby girl. Make me weak at your knees, I want to worship you. 

It took everything to keep him from leaning in to kiss you. He would beg you to tell him your secret as he kissed his way down your neck. The thought was strong in his mind and making your body hot. You could feel him sitting closer, breathing you in. His tail flickers behind your back, his body leaning close over yours. You hear a commotion and you snap back to reality. “I’m just curious who cares for the commander when he protects everyone?” You thought he was magnificent. Of course, others would think so too. You look down his throat slowly and to his armor. He watches your eyes devour him. You continue staring at his armor, the images of people throwing themselves at your hero make you jealous. Your hand brushes over the strong plate covering his chest. “You probably have lots of people flocking to be with you.” You say and Zevlor shakes his head in disagreement and sits back. His face frowns but you continue talking failing to notice. “ I’m sure you have a lover or two. You’re so strong." Zevlor turns his head away from you to watch a couple of tieflings flirting with a soldier. His elbows move to his knees and he sighs. “No one-” He clears his throat and laughs at his pathetic love life. “No lovers for a solider like me I’m afraid.” He chuckles and you scoot closer. “That’s ridiculous, I’ll bet they’re in the crowd somewhere. You’re hiding them, aren’t you?" You flirt, pretending to scout the crowd for his ‘lover’ tiefling. He looks down at you while you look at his people, describing how beautiful they are. You smile and continue to flirt but what you say next tugs at his heart “ I bet they see what I see in you.” His eyes are soft and observing your every movement. You smile just for him and push your hair behind your small pointed ear. You can feel the heat rising to your face at your next confession. “How strong you are… I bet they love you.” You whisper and Zevlor is once again leaning closer to you, his eyelids heavy. 

Could you love me Aria? I would fall apart if you loved me. Please love me. 

“Zevlor?” You ask and he can’t bring himself to tell you about his past. What he was. He is- was a Hellrider. His horns never felt so heavy on his head. He knew the tieflings wouldn’t follow him unless they were desperate. He was a failure twice over. A Hellion. A devil. Evil. What kind of man is he for you if no one wants him? It shows how undesirable he is. He can’t compete with any man woman or monster. He’s nothing. He isn’t good enough. 

No one is good enough for you, he thought. 

Let alone that sickly elf following your every move like a cat looking for tit. He scoffs, shakes his head, and looks at the ground remembering the elf’s tongue on your neck. He cracks his knuckles and says nothing. You break the silence to share your world with him “Back home our Generals are worshiped like Gods." You tap his shoulder with your fingers. “It’s true. Seelies, pixies- a Satyr or two. Even dryads worship them.” You smile and look at his lips wondering how they would feel on yours. "I’m sure the fairies would love you. “ You add, blushing. You could love him. He laughs and your heart melts. He sniffs his nose looking down at the steps below his feet. “I’m never one to want anyone fussing over me I’m used to being alone." He admitted the truth. Loneliness. Craving a touch. Not just any touch. Your touch. He breathes in deep looking at you. His breath shakes and he shivers. 

Stop looking at me like that. You are so beautiful it’s consuming me. You hear from his mind, his gaze looking over your face, down to your chest, he’s even looking at your thighs. 

His tail now curving around your hip, the infernal tip caressing your stomach. 

What could I do to get you to touch me? I don’t have much gold but I’ll pay anythin- You hear from his mind.

 “Could we go for a walk?” You ask in a whisper, trying to keep your commander from behaving badly in public. He closes his eyes leaning in to you, your scent sending your commander into a heated trance. “ Zevlor?” You ask and he growls, he would never deny you. “Of course." He says and stands to offer you his arm. You stand and step forward. His eyes widen as the sunlight casts a bright aura around you. Your blue eyes brought out the pink in your lips and Zevlor’s heart sank. He felt your touch on his arm finally. You were airy and light. Soft. He had a hard time walking at first, his eyes glued to you. How you look on his arm, you’re ethereal. There was a prismatic glow to you. The shimmer of gold in your hair, your skin covered in freckles, and pink blush on every tip of your body. His mouth watered at the thought of your soft pale and pink body. He imagined you on his bed while he undressed you, taking the time to explore every part of you while he sniffed and groaned into your undergarments. He regained his composure as you spoke again “ -mostly singing but I heard this plane has different instruments and I’m curious.” He pats your hand on his arm. “I know a bard to introduce you to then.“ He says as he realizes he has walked you out of the Grove and near a creek. “Bard? I would love to meet them!” You exclaim and notice Zevlor has dropped his gaze to the clear water. He stays quiet as his body tenses and you drop your hand from his arm. He scoffs and kicks a stone into the water. “Are you alright?” You ask, your hands fumbling with a loose thread on your shirt. “ I have to ask. Why are you still talking to me?” Zevlor continues to look at the water. He has already made up his mind what you’ll say, nothing about loving him or being his. No, you wanted something and he was a fool to think of you as anything more. 

I’m sorry I touched you. I know I’m worthless.

 “ Why?” You scoff and his face drops. He’s on the verge of tears. ”Because I missed you and I’m worried about what’s going to happen to everyone... To you-” You broke off to see your commander rubbing his face with his hands. “ UGH. Why. Just- don’t.” He sighs and looks at you. “ You deserve someone better than an old man like me. I’m a reject, I’m not strong enough for you. I’m not good enough for you-” You step forward and are only tall enough to yank his neck to reach him for a kiss. You stand on your toes and push hard into his lips. He’s stunned and his eyes are wide but he doesn’t pull back. 

Baaaby girl. He groans in his mind. 

He wraps his arms around you and opens his mouth for a deeper kiss. He pulls you up into his chest. 

You taste like fruit. I’m going fucking crazy. 

His teeth part to lick under your lips. 

Avccase. 

Your mind goes numb at his confession. He picks you up and your legs instantly wrap around him. He carries you behind a rock and into a crevice for privacy. He would kill anything that tried to look at you like this with him. He is the only one to see you act this way. You acting hungry, inappropriate, and possessive of your lover. It’s a tight space but enough room for the two of you. He pushes you against the rock, pressing hard against you as his mouth moves to your neck. He doesn’t kiss, not after Astarion licked you. He bites, licks, sucks, and scratches his talon-like nails down your thighs. Zevlor has to devour you, to mark you. To make you all his. His lips leave tiny bite marks across your collarbone. You squeal in excitement and he freezes thinking he hurt you. You laugh and pull his head back to your neck begging for more. Zevlor obliges, his tongue licking long strokes up to your ear. He would never admit it, not even if he was under torture but you were the first person to make him feel wanted. He never knew what it felt like to be desired. To have someone love him. No one had ever touched him before without a transaction. Something in the way you moaned from his touch made him feel possessive. His breath is hot on your neck. 

I could have killed that fucking elf. 

He moves to your collarbone again. He licks his lips smelling your breasts over your shirt. 

How dare he act like that in public to you. 

You smile and redirect his mouth to yours while he pushes his hips between your legs. 

Smell like me, my love. Wear only my scent. 

“ Yes… please Zevlor” You moan and it awakens a deep hunger in him. Your commander sits with you in his lap. “ I’ll understand if you want to sto-” He says but you interrupt him with a kiss. His hands move under your shirt to touch your back. The heat from your skin was enough to set him on fire. He removed his breastplate again while placing your hands on his shoulders. “ Touch me, beahat. My Zev." You call him an endearing word in your fae language added with a nickname. Calling him yours, he becomes undone. His hands are now under your shirt playing and squeezing at your breast. You giggle at his open mouth and remove your shirt for him. He wraps his arms around you, afraid to share you with anything, even the wind. He closes his eyes, a tear forming at the corner of his eyes. He’s never had anyone go this far with him without asking for more payment. Now he had his goddess in his lap, her heat grinding into his crotch. If this was a dream he didn’t want to wake up. If he was in heaven he would gladly stay dead. His lips are quivering, you can feel him sobbing. It turns into you holding him. 

Please never leave me. Be mine. My Aria. My Avccase. Mine only, my only.. 

He kissed your neck lovingly while tears streamed down his cheeks. His lips move down your neck to your collarbone. 

Please don’t let him touch you anymore. 

His mouth is now at your breasts, his lips over your nipple. You arch your back and roll your hips into his. Zevlor hisses at the pleasure of you rubbing against his hard member.

 Fuck, baby. Don’t do that. 

You smile at the challenge. You’re about to roll your hips again when you hear him say “Did you know I dreamt of you my whole life?” He looks up at you. “Are you real? How could you be real? You are so beautiful." He confesses, his hands on the sides of your face. You don’t know what to tell your commander. It isn’t uncommon for mortals to see visions of Fae but never more than a fleeting thought. Multiple dreams of a Fae are rare. “ Shhhh.” You comfort Zevlor as he sobs into your neck, clinging to you. You twirl his hair in your fingers as you look down at your commander. Your leader. “ Zevlor.” He lays his face on your chest. He whines thinking he has to let you go. “ …please not yet. I’m not ready to let go.” He whimpers, breathing in your scent over and over. The perfect balance of lavender and honey. He was sure you would push him off, scream how dare he touch you but instead, you stayed. He was just about to apologize and return you to your camp when he looked up at you. Your once pale blue eyes were flooded with tears, it was your turn to break. You had heard how vulnerable this man was. He was broken and afraid. “Aria?” He asks softly, his hands on your bare back. You knew no words would convince him you wanted him. No, it was actions he needed. He needed proof. You wipe your tears away and take control, your lips on his kissing over and over. You are hungry for him and Gods be dammed you were going to prove it to him. “I want you Zevlor. Can’t I have you please?” You were going to break him free of his torment. You bring his fingers into your mouth to suck. "I need my strong commander. I need to worship him." You move his fingers in and out of your mouth, sucking on them. Zevlor is speechless, he doesn’t utter a thought but a deep guttural groan. You roll your hips into his member, your hand bringing his wet fingers out of your mouth and to your pink nipple. He takes over pinching it and the pleasure causes you to arch your back and you start grinding against his cock. You both still have trousers on but he can feel how hot your pussy is. He bites his hand to avoid biting into your flesh. And you take the opportunity to drag your teeth against his neck. You hear him growl. Fucking hells. You laugh at your commander cursing again. You pull his shirt above his head and Zevlor yanks it over his horns, tearing it. He cannot have anything blocking his vision from you, ever. You giggle again and his confidence returns. His hands are now groping your ass so your hips roll into his. 

I shouldn’t take you here baby girl. You deserve to be courted. To be adored. It should be special. I want to claim you in my bed. 

He stopped kissing you to stare at you while you played with his hair. 

You deserve something better than this. Our first time should be special. 

You are too drunk with passion to hide that you can hear his tiny confessions. “But I want you.” You plead. It doesn’t occur to him you can hear his mind, he thinks you are confessing to him. “ Not here baby. You deserve more than that.“ 

I want to make love to you Aria. 

Zevlor is unable to move as you kiss your way to his chest, to his stomach, and stop at his hips. His hand cups your chin. “Don’t waste your time on me." He says to you. You look into his eyes for his thoughts. You’re unable to read them until he sees the hurt in your eyes. 

I’m sorry baby. I just meant I’m not worth you fussing over. 

He moves his fingers over your lips. 

Fuck your lips feel so soft, I wish I could taste myself in your mouth. Would you swallow your commander pretty girl? 

You nod your head and Zevlor is shocked thinking you agree that he’s a waste of time. “I apologize Aria- “ 

Oh, Gods. I knew it. I fucking knew it. He swallows a sob. 

You sit back and bring your hand to his pants, reaching for his member. “Stop. Apologizing. Commander. “ You push your thumb over the head. “I want to taste you.” His gaze is on you, his mouth hanging open. You can feel his cock throbbing under his pants. There was a wet spot at the end. You reach up to remove his cock free from his pants and wrap your delicate fingers around it.  Zevlor growls, the flame in his eyes bright and hungry. You see his fangs as he nods in agreement while your hand begins stroking his cock. His head throws back and he growls low. He’s at a loss for words, his mind blank. He succumbs to his infernal beast. You drool over the head to moisten his cock, rubbing your palm and fingers over the head. You would show him real desire. 

Baaaaaby. 

He moans, leaning back against the rock. You finally realize the true size of his cock. It is long and thick at the base, curling up toward his abdomen. You stare in awe, unaware of any words from Zevlor. “You don’t have to-” He starts, you respond by taking him into your mouth. Long and deep strides with your mouth, you want him to feel your need for him. Zevlor slams his fist into the ground before quieting a groan.

Gods be dammed baby. 

You swallow and tighten your mouth around his cock, the sides rubbing against the inside of your cheeks. 

Fuck. You suck so gooood. 

You smile at your praise and work your mouth up and down his length. “Aria..” He moans, his nails grazing your head. 

Yes, love me. I love you, I love you, I love yooooou.. He cries silently. 

There is a salty taste accumulating on your tongue. You instinctively roll your tongue over the tip, tasting the small bead of his seed.  Zevlor moans, his fingers curl over your head stroking you sweetly. He finally looks down at you and it’s enough to send him over the edge. "Baby girl, what are you doing to me..” His fingers stroke your cheek, taking in your beautiful face, his cock sliding in and out of your mouth. Your lips are messy, any paint you had on them is rubbed off and mixed onto his cock. Your hair has fallen around your face, sweaty curls sticking to your forehead. Your eyes are glazed over with lust for him. No one has looked at him like that before. His feral growl excites you and you suck harder and faster. Your head is bobbing on his cock and you aren’t scared of being loud anymore. Anyone approaching could hear the sinful sounds your mouth is making on his cock. You were milking him of his seed. Seeing his angel behave carnally for him sends him spiraling. Having her taste his cock, and behaving so perverse gives him an ego boost. Zevlor’s mind goes blank and before he can warn you, spills into your mouth and down your throat. He is still aware of his strength and keeps his hands from you. His nails could tear flesh apart if he’s not careful. You drink him down happily, his salty and thick seed burning your throat as it goes down. You keep going back and are stopped by Zevlor who cups your chin. “Hells.." He groans, wincing at pulling his member out of your mouth. It is limp but still throbbing and dripping seed. He chuckles at your eagerness to clean him. “Ah- Ah, shhhh baby. It’s too sensitive now. “ He chuckles and wipes his sperm from your lip. Zevlor stands looking to cover you. He picks up your shirt, covered with mud in some spots. He frowns and tries to dust off any dirt. You watch him as he turns to you. “Lift your arms, baby.” He commands and you follow his order. He slides your shirt over you, pulling it down over your belly. Zevlor adjusts his shirt back in his pants, looking at the entrance for any prying eyes. Your commander was protective of you. 

Are you mad at me? He turns again to look at you. I’m sorry I finished too earl- 

You stand immediately to kiss him. “Stop thinking so much.” You tell him. He laughs, his hands on your hips. “What?” He smiles, his tail playfully wrapping around your leg and up to your ass. You lay your head on his chest and he immediately holds you. He’s warm, you feel safe in his arms. “You mentioned Halsin?” You ask, his face buried in the top of your head. He closes his eyes before responding. “ Mhm.” He sighed as his reality returned to him in an instant. How he wished things were different, that he found you in Baldur’s Gate and he was free of any responsibility. He could bask in this moment forever if things were different, He would take you for a stroll in the market or pick you flowers. He doesn’t want this moment of bliss to end. You try to listen for his thoughts but fail, so you settle to listen to his heartbeat. His face doesn’t lift from your head, he buries himself further in your hair. “ He’s the real leader of this Grove. He could stop Kagha from completing the ritual if we can find him. They’re trying to seal the grove from any outsider. Permanently. “He says, the flame in his eyes weakening at the thought of having to depart.

Would you come with me? You hear from his heart.

He couldn’t leave you now. He finally found you.

I don’t have anything to offer. Please stay next to me.

“ Where is he?” You ask, your head still against his chest while he cradles you. “The last report was the Goblin Camp. That human from before was on a mission with him. I guess he abandoned Halsin when things got tough. “Zevlor clears his throat, his member still throbbing from your pleasure. “ So Halsin is trapped at the camp?” He pulls away to place hands on your shoulders and lean to face you “ Aria I don’t want you to go there.” He sighs and straightens his posture.“ It’s too dangerous. You could get hurt and I-” He rubs the back of his head. 

I would kill anything that hurt you. 

You shake your head, Goblins were practically target practice to you. He cups your chin, looking at you daring you not to disagree with him. You open your mouth and his thumb grazes your lip. His nail pulls your lip down and he can see the pink color of your tongue. His thoughts are on how amazing your mouth just felt. “I’m stronger than you think, commander.” That did it. That brought out the beast in him and Zevlor pushes you against the rock. His lips hurriedly kissed your neck and chest. His hands caress your breasts again while he pulls your leg to hook around his hips. “ Say that again.” He orders you, his voice deep and lustful. “I’m your what?” He demands, his member pushing into your thigh. “Say what?” You reply smiling up at him. He smiles wickedly at you, his talon dragging up your neck. You shiver at his touch, he is in control now. ���What am I to you?” He asks, his lips close to your ear. He takes the piercing on your lobe into his mouth. 

Tell me baby girl. I want to hear it. 

You moan, “You’re all mine.” You say and your commander growls, sinking his teeth into your neck. 

Fuck baby. Yes, I’m yours. 

You can hear his mind reeling over your words. 

If I see that elf touch you again I will skin him alive. His member is thrusting into your heat, grinding into you. 

“ Zevy..” You moan, spreading your legs for him. 

“ Commander?!” You both freeze as you hear a shout from toward the Grove. “ Commander!?” Shouts another, their voices coming closer. “Shit.” Zevlor curses, dropping your leg. He grabs his breastplate and hides you behind him. You compose yourself as well, smoothing your hair and shirt. There is no mirror around so you look to Zevlor for approval. “You look beautiful my love.” He whispers watching the tieflings walk in the other direction. “Just a tad dirty.” He laughs and shakes his head. “Always beautiful.“ He reminds you and walks you out from behind the rocks. “I just bathed." You say and his eyes flicker with lust. “ Maybe you need another?“ He jests, looking for who called for him. “ Maybe. “ You shrug. “Maybe I want to smell like you.” You jest back, knowing his desire. He stops in his tracks and looks at you. “Gods..” He moans, biting his lip before shaking it off. “ Commander!” You see a tiefling running toward you both. “ Ah, you’re with our savior. Hello.” The young tiefling greets you and is careful not to look at you for too long in front of Zevlor. “I’m sorry to interrupt but the druids are asking for you. They’re demanding we start packing. And soon.” 

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Rating MILGRAM shoes because- what are those?!

Inspired by a post I stumbled upon talking about Kotoko's T1 shoes I decided to go to check all of them and rate one by one both the drip and how pratical they are for a prison. (This is satire please guys don't cancel me over shoe opinions)

1-Haruka Sakurai T1 Shoes

Ok....bro has that psych ward drip. Honestly they look comfortable for a prison, I'll give him that. 7/10

T2 Shoes

He's not even wearing one of them- how did I never notice that. He clearly doesn't know how to tie the laces either but anyways, still comfortable and to be honest, I like the shoes. He loses points for not wearing one of them so- 7/10 (Mu teach this poor kid how to wear shoes pls)

2-Yuno Kashiki T1 Shoes

Typical school shoes, not bad but still boring, they also start to hurt after a while. I've seen how you dress girl, come on you can do better than this..... I'd say 4/10

T2 Shoes

(Why did she have to split her legs so much....have one of them) There was an upgrade i guess, it's more stylish but still uncomfortable to stand on for days on end in a prison. 4/10

3-Fuuta Kajiyama T1/T2 Shoes (man didn't even bother changing shoes)

What are these bulky ah shoes.....I'll give him the benefit of the doubt and say they must at least be comfortable since they look like sports shoes. (can we talk about those socks tho-) 6/10

4-Muu Kusunoki T1 Shoes

Ok first of all, who the fuck goes to a prison and wears high heels?! Like- out of everything you could wear, you use the LEAST comfortable or pratical choice possible?? She really said slaying first, comfort second alright..... 3/10 im not sorry

T2 Shoes

.......I'm not even going to say anything.......it got worse. 2/10

5-Shidou Kirisaki T1 Shoes

Uhm...ok grandpa shoes i guess.....still comfy tho. By themselves they don't look bad but with the actual fit- my guy what the fuck where you thinking.... 5/10

T2 Shoes

My guy really looked at Kotoko's T1 shoes and thought they looked cool. Still better than hers but thats for later. What on earth are even these tho, they are like crocs but with normal shoe soles??? He's clearly one of those guys that get dressed by their wives and can't do it by themselves because jesus.... 4/10?

6-Mahiru Shiina T1 Shoes

Ok, nails done, I see you. Grandma shoes mixed with platform shoes.....she's smol so I get it. They actually look comfy but what about winter girl- 7/10 No T2 because.....well....wheelchair (txs Kotoko)

7-Kazui Mukuhara T1 Shoes

What are these shoes, they have belts on the side?? thats a belt right- From the front they look like fisherman boots, what is this man wearing. At least they don't look uncomfortable. 6/10

T2 Shoes

Alright he got comfier, very solid. I'd wear those in prison, 9/10 great upgrade Dad!

8-Amane Momose T1/T2 Shoes (dam girl change a bit)

School shoes same as Yuno but this ones.....I've worn that and god do they fuck up your toes.....Is she ok? 3/10

9-Mikoto Kayano & John T1/ T2 Shoes

Ok my guy Vans i see you, he went for the comfy option but the color....could be better. 8/10 But can we take a moment to talk about how John can't tie shoe laces??

What is that- He's going to trip on that thing and fall face first on the floor. Those look one step away from unlacing.

And finally, the one that started it all,

10-Kotoko Yuzuriha T1 Shoes

(again, what are those socks) I don't even know what these are supposed to be?? Are these a normal version of those beach sandals or something?! They look ugly as hell (god that random ass circle on the side- it looks like a black and white pokeball tho) and uncomfortable too. 1/10 burn these things (you are lucky you are hot)

T2 Shoes

Now we are talking, the biggest glow up ever!! They are literally just military security boots, go off queen, slay (perferably not literally, we've seen that enough) Comfy, fashionable, she can step on me with those- wait what? 9/10