#mandy 💌

[charlesleclerctv]

bonjour its been a while But i present my full ranking as of right now

i Know you're gonna block me for 29th but any other thoughts?

hiiii yes you are absolutely right i will kill you 😠 for 20, 24 too

top 6 tho yummy

[lcs-scar]

Mandi & also her bf

[wandaslovey]

omg i didnt see lizzie at the golden globes i didn’t know, unfortunately all the categories i was interested in are over so now im back to my yearning thoughts about a dom gf sigh

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relatableeeee😭

[honestlydarkprincess]

🚁💛💚💛💚 it's a love helicopter! send this to all the blogs you love! don’t forget to spread the love! 💚🌼

WEEEE thank you!!! mwah mwah mwah<3333333 ily!

[imrllytootiredforthis]

does your pfp and banner symbolize anything? Or did you just randomly put it? I was just wondering about it since it looks really fun and pretty.

honestly it's just random😭, i thought it looked cool and i think it fits my vibe/colour scheme pretty well.

i've thought abt changing it a few times but i actually like it so i haven't.

[candyheartedchy]

🍓 hiya chy ^_^ !!! ur a rly kind person and ur art is sooper cute n sweet. i alwayz smile whenever i see ur self ship stuff and when ppl try 2 guess who ur crushin on next X3

Hi!!! And I can say the same to you!! Your art is always a delight to see and I love seeing your original characters and your fanart! You’re really good at mimicking style, like really good!!

[honeyed-sunflowers]

💌 Send this to the twelve nicest people you know or who seem to have a good heart and if you get five back you must be pretty awesome. 💌

hii! awe, thanks a lot for sending this to me, means a lot! 💕🪐 hope you are having a great day/night! take care 💌

[little-miss-dilf-lover]

Hey I have a request for tan, if that’s okay??I was thinking one were tan is looking after his baby girl who’s 2 years old while his wife is out shopping and then lemon comes round to talk to tan about a mission and so when tan and lemon are speaking in the kitchen ,tan swearing during the conversation ( as usual) but he doesn’t swear when his girl is around, butt he says a swear word and his daughter walks into the kitchen and repeats it to him and lemon looks at him and says “ y/n going to kill you” and tan tells his daughter not to say it but when Y/n comes back she’s like mommy i learned a new word and tells y/n and the readers like and who taught you that word and she’s like daddy If that’s okay please 🙏🏻

so many things for dad tan lately and I love it!! thanks for requesting, hope you like it💌

BRIBERY.

dad tangerine x fem!reader — fluff

word count. 678

Tangerine was on parent duty for the morning while you were out food shopping, picking up things you'd all need throughout the week. To get through those few hours as easily and quickly as possible, you left Mandy behind with her dad - allowing them some extra time to bond while you enjoy some much-needed respite.

"Come on, madam, eat it. It's good," Tangerine huffs, scooping his daughter's yoghurt, trying to get her to eat. "It's yummy, see?" he pauses, trying a bit. "Mhmm, tasty. Come on, you try it."

Sitting in her highchair in front of Tan, she blows a raspberry, shaking her head with crossed arms. "No," she pouts, pushing her dad's hand away. "Yucky."

"I'll give you a fiver," he bribes, reaching into his pocket for his wallet. "Don't tell mum."

Her face lights up, her eyes wide. "I want sweets."

"Yeah, well, I want you to eat," he playfully debates, trying to sneak a spoonful into her mouth. "I'll get you some if you eat this."

She takes a bite and spits it back out, speckling Tangerine's hand in light pink yoghurt. "Not nice," she shakes her head, playing with the strawberry on her plate - squeezing it, making even more mess. 

Terrible twos.

Saved by the bell, he hears jingling in the front door, his brother making his way inside. "Alright?" Lemon calls out from the foyer, kicking off his shoes.

"In here," Tangerine responds, directing his brother into the kitchen.

"Ready to talk work?" he asks, setting his bag on the dining table - sitting opposite his brother. "Hiya, Mands," he waves cutely to his niece, frowning playfully when she ignores him. 

Tangerine meets the gaze of his brother, shaking his head with a soft sigh - clearly frazzled. "Pass that shit," he nods to the papers, his other hand holding the spoon, unable to reach across the surface. "Is pickup sorted?" he asks Lemon, turning his attention back to his daughter - trying to sneak in another mouthful. 

"You said you sorted it."

"No, I didn't," Tan protests, looking over his shoulder.

"Yeah, you did. You sent me a screenshot," Lemon starts, pulling out his phone to show his brother. "See? Last Monday."

"Fuck," he huffs. "Yeah, I remember."

"So no pickup? Mission's in a few days."

"Fuck," the sweet voice of his daughter repeats, the word soft and distracted as she squeezes at the fruit on her plate. 

Tangerine and Lemon slowly turn to face Mandy, their eyes widening.

"No, no, we can't say that, darlin'. It's a bad word," Tan attempts to soothe it over - shaking his head at her.

Lemon holds back a snicker before helping his brother. Clearing his throat before continuing. "Saying that word will make all your teeth fall out, Mands."

"Fuck," she repeats, grinning. 

Tangerine gasps, hearing her say it yet again. "You're gonna get daddy killed, you know that?"

"She's back," Lem states, hearing your car pull up onto the drive. 

"Poppet. You listen to me. You can't say that word in front of mummy,  okay? She won't be happy," he pauses, thinking of what to say - something immoral coming to mind. "Remember we talked about sweets earlier, yeah? I'll get you whatever you want, just no naughty words. Promise?"

She nods, her toothy grin almost deceitful. 

You step into the house and fling off your shoes, kicking them with the others by the front door before joining your family in the kitchen. Tan greets you in his usual way, while Lem nods, again in his usual way before they stand, getting up to collect the bags from your car. 

And while they bring in the shopping bags, you make your way over to your daughter in her highchair, food all over her face and clothes.

"Fuck," Mandy repeats, smiling as she looks down at the mess. 

You inhale harshly, turning to face Tangerine and Lemon in the doorway, looking like deer in headlights. "Been teaching my baby new words?" you ask, looking between all three of them.

"Was Lem's fault."

[tsuga-of-mars]

Galladrabbles -Jail Bird Valentine 💌

Better get my @galladrabbles in by @look-i-love-u before my turn next week

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"Brown, Hillard, Milkovich, Sullivan! Mail!" Bellows the CO shoving envelopes at each teen.

"Who the Fuck?"

Mickeys left standing perplexed with a white envelope. Who the hell is sending him mail in juvie? Not like his family ever cared.

Back in the privacy of his cell, he slowly pulls out a simple card, with the Chicago skyline tinted shades of red.

Mick

Stay out of trouble in there

Like you better when you're out here

Your shIt heAd sister maNdy

He then quickly tucked it between the wall and bunk frame, not that he really cared who actually sent it.

[charlesleclerctv]

hi bestie I'm back now with the anthology initial ranking

its so good btw hello

YESSSSSS HOW DID IT END 🥲🥲🥲 justice for i hate it here but it's actually quite similar to mine!

[storm-angel989]

Heyyaa dear💌

I love all your Vees fics 😘. If I may request, can we have another Valentino x female SO?

Just anything you want, I am just craving it.

Hi friend, 

How about a pregnant reader x Val?!

Enjoy!

<3 Mandy

I laid on the examination table, my hand wrapped in Valentino’s. Unlike me, whose anxious heartbeat was displayed on the monitor for the entire room to see, Valentino looked calm. Relaxed, even. Usually, it was the opposite. He was the overly dramatic husband, and me? I was the cool and steady wife. 

“Settle, mi amore,” he said gently as he laid a hand on my slightly swollen belly. “Stress isn’t good for you or the baby.” 

“I can’t settle,” I replied anxiously. “What if she’s hurt, what if I ate something or did something that…”

“Bebita. Morning sickness is all part of it, we knew that going in, right?” He replied calmly. “Let’s let the doctor do her thing and see what she has to say.” 

As if on cue, the curtin pulled back and the nurse stepped in. I leaned back and closed my eyes as I took a deep breath. One of the many benefits of being Valentino’s wife. Private, in home healthcare just two floors down. 

“Hello Reader, how are you feeling?” The doctor greeted me as she washed her hands. 

“Nauseous, puffy, worried, need I say more?” I answered as I gripped Valentino’s hand a little tighter. 

“Nauseous and puffy are normal. We can give you something for that. Anything specific you’re worried about?” She asked as she sat down and wheeled herself closer. 

I didn’t answer. How could I explain the gnawing feeling in my stomach that something would go wrong? I had overcome my fathers death, Adam’s attempt at extermination, negotiated a deal between heaven and my Uncle Lucifer and now, here I was, five months pregnant, unable to put my feelings into words. Slowly, I shook my head no.

The doctor shrugged. “That’s normal too. Sometimes expectant mothers feel nervous. It's important to practice grounding yourself and talking about those feelings when they strike. You’re keeping up with your routine, yes?”

I nodded. How could I not? I just started to take over running Hell. It wouldn’t do to step off or to the side just as I started to slip into my Uncle Lucifer’s shoes. 

“I’m going a little easier at the gym. Not for as long, or as hard. Lighter yoga practices. A little less running,” I added.

“That’s good. Exercise is important, and you may find that as time goes on you’ll need to lighten the load even more,” she said. “But for now, it sounds like you’re doing everything right. Let’s see how baby is doing, shall we?”

I nodded and Valentino squeezed my hand reassuringly. The lights dimmed and I watched as she rubbed the cold gel on my stomach. The rhythmic line on the heart monitor jumped and a frown crossed Valentino’s face. Typically, heart monitors were not part of this entire process, but with my blood being angelic- albeit fallen, and Valentino’s being demonic, Valentino insisted on extra monitors and extra precautions taken at each and every doctor's appointment. 

I suspected he simply liked watching my heart rate. 

The wand moved over my belly, and after a few seconds, the doctor pointed at the screen. 

“Right there, that’s your baby,” she said. “Look, she’s doing backflips.” 

That lined right up with the fluttering I felt in my stomach. I turned my head to look at Valentino and to my surprise, he was watching the screen with an intensity I hadn’t seen before. 

“Look at that mi amore,” he said softly. He leaned over and kissed my forehead. “Our bebita princessa.”

“Is she okay?” I asked anxiously. 

“She’s doing just fine,” the doctor reassured me. 

Several clicks of her machine later, she handed a towel to Valentino and instructed him to wipe the gel from my belly. He did so gently, pausing for a moment to kiss my forehead. 

“You did so good,” he praised softly. “So, so good.”

“I didn’t do anything but lay here,” I mumbled. “I laid here, and got scanned.”

“You’re growing our baby, that isn’t anything,” he admonished gently. “Now give me your arm. Little poke.”

I grumbled but lifted up my left arm. There was one thing in the world I hated more than medical exams, and that would be blood draws. At the start of all this, I made Valentino promise to be the only one to draw blood, and within reason, be the one to put in any IV lines. Even though he only employed the best medical staff, Valentino had a talent that went beyond years of medical practice. One quick pinch and a purple bandaid later, we headed back upstairs. The unease hadn’t settled much and as soon as we got to the flat, I pulled out my laptop in an attempt to distract myself and settled on the couch.

“Bebita, you need a snack or something after the amount of blood I took,” Valentino’s voice came softly. 

“I’m not hungry,” I muttered as I pulled up my program.

“Juicebox and a cookie, that’s all I’m asking,” he prodded. “For the baby?”

I sighed in annoyance and snapped my laptop shut. I heaved myself to my feet and made my way to the kitchen. 

“I want coffee,” I grumbled as I opened the fridge. “I want a caramel pumpkin spice iced latte with extra cream and extra sugar. Oh! And a pumpkin cream cheese muffin. That would do the trick, right?”

The look on my husbands face almost made me laugh. Valentino didn’t get nervous, but watching him fidget as he tried to figure out the right words to respond left me biting back giggles. 

“Bebita, pumpkin spice coffee…I mean…it’s August,” he began slowly. 

I closed the fridge and slowly turned around as I put my hands on my hips. “So? The doctor said I can have one cup a day. It’s pumpkin spice season. And I want pumpkin spice.” I stepped closer to him and lowered my voice to a whine. “Are you really going to deny me what sounds good?”

“There are so many things wrong with what you just said,” he muttered as he pulled out his phone. “Regardless, if that’s really what you want…”

“It is.” 

Exactly sixteen minutes later, I was curled up with Valentino on the couch, sipping on my favorite autumn treat and nibbling on a warm pumpkin muffin.

“I got you your snack, now can you do something for me?” He asked as I ate. 

I raised an eyebrow. “Depends. What is it?” 

He laid a hand on my belly and rubbed gently. “I want to listen to the baby's heartbeat. Will you let me?” 

I looked at him in confusion. “How exactly do you plan on doing that? Will it hurt? Also, why?”

“With a stethoscope, it won’t hurt- I’ll even warm the disc in my hands, and because I want to,” he replied. 

I shrugged as I took another sip. “As long as it doesn’t hurt, fine with me.”

To say his eyes lit up was an understatement. He gently sat me up and hurried off in the direction of the bedroom. I took the final bite of my muffin and settled against the pile of pillows. He returned seconds later, stethoscope wrapped around his hand. 

“Just relax, I promise it won’t hurt,” he said as he knelt next to me.

“Valentino, you are weirdly excited about this,” I said as I laid back. 

“You’re not the only one who worries,” he replied as he pressed his fingers against my neck. “Even with the Voxtech watch monitoring your vitals I just…I worry.”

I frowned. “You didn’t tell me that, Val.”

He shrugged. “One of us has to relax. And it doesn’t always need to be you, especially since you’re growing our baby.”

I swallowed, guilt washing over me. For the first time, I noticed the dark circles under his eyes, and the tiredness that washed over his face.

 “Val, I…I wish you had told me. We could have handled this together instead of worrying separately. We’re in this together, after all.” I hesitated. “What is your plan here anyway?” 

He studied me. “I was going to listen to your stomach. The doctor said today I could probably hear the babies heartbeat if I put the stethoscope in the right place.”

As much as I hated being poked and prodded, the concern for the tiredness he wore outweighed the disdain. I stretched my arms back. “Val, if it makes you feel better, listen all over.”

He squeezed my hand and leaned over and kissed my forehead. I felt the coolness of the disk against my chest. 

“Val, that’s probably my heart,” I said patiently as I put my hand on top of his. “Baby is down here, in my tummy.”

He rolled his eyes. “I know where the baby is. I’m listening to your heart, mi amore. Making sure it sounds okay. Lucifer said…”

“He said that us having a baby will put a lot of strain on my body, I know,” I filled in. “Fine, listen to whatever you want. But I promise you I’m fine.” 

Under his touch, I took a deep breath and tried to relax as best I could. Eventually, he lifted the disc up and settled it just below the left side of my ribcage. 

“Valentino, that’s probably my stomach,” I began. “You’re not going to hear much except my snack.”

He shushed me and after a few moments, slowly moved the stethoscope down, finally settling on a spot on my swollen tummy. 

“Here,” he said after a few seconds. “Right here. Want to listen?” 

Without waiting for an answer, he settled the stethoscope in my ears. The sound of a heartbeat filled my ears and I quickly removed the device. 

“Nope, Val, that’s weird. I can already feel the baby moving inside me, listening to her too? It’s weird,” I told him. “But if it makes you feel better. Listen all you want.” 

“Invitation accepted,” he said, draping the stethoscope over his neck. 

In a sweeping motion, he lifted me up. I squealed and wrapped my arms around his neck.

“Valentino! I am too heavy for this, you put me down right now!” I scolded as I leaned into him. 

He ignored me and carried me down the hallway to our bedroom. He settled me down on the bed and handed me the remote. 

“Watch what you want, I’m going to settle myself right here and try to get some sleep,” he told me. “Get comfortable first.” 

I settled myself against the pillows and turned the television on with the volume on low. He snuggled next to me and I felt the pressure of his head snuggle against my chest. 

“I’ll be okay Val,” I said softly. 

“I know,” he replied as he closed his eyes. “I know you will be. But…” he paused as he adjusted himself. “There is something about reassuring myself by listening to your heart that…I don’t know, makes me feel a little more secure.” 

I snuggled into my husband and kissed the top of his head. He closed his eyes and in minutes, his breathing slowed. I smiled and settled down. Who would have ever guessed the overlord of lust would be so damn soft? I laid my hand on my stomach and a thought flittered through my mind.

Valentino would make a great girl dad.

[wandaslovey]

im good now hehe the golden globes are on and all my favs looked sooo good 🤭🤭

i love milfs

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ugh the pics of lizzie 😫😫

[honestlydarkprincess]

💌 send this to the twelve nicest people you know or who seem to have a good heart and if you get five back you must be pretty awesome 💌

MWAHHHH<33333333

[miazims]

Here is my CC townie makeover of Baby Ariel.

CC links under the cut.

Hair: The Sims Resource - Lisa Hair

Earrings: The Sims Resource - Heart Earrings

Necklace: Whimsical Project: 1st Pack - Mandy | Patreon

Eyeshadow: Glow Makeup set | Patreon

Eyeliner: Bonus gift - Graphic Eyeliner | Patreon

Blush: BABY FACE KIT 💌 | Patreon

Lipstick: The Sims Resource - Nimmo Lipstick

Jacket: OCTOBER ISSUE: Denim on Denim Look (Public Release 8th Oct '22) | Patreon

Pants: Elouise Jeans | Patreon

Rings left hand: The Sims Resource - Lux V2 Rings

Rings right hand: Rougarou Set by simstrouble | Patreon

Shoes: The Sims Resource - Heels with jewels / 125

[gloomyfilm]

Mandy Moore's fashion style as Rebecca Pearson, This Is Us. ✨💌

[mugtoast]

stamp! 💌 🏷️

❀01:

hair | earrings | necklace | top | jacket (tsr) | jeans | boots (ea)

❀02:

top | bag

❀03:

sunglasses | tank | outer shirt

❀04:

beanie (ea) | top (ea)

thank you + credits to these talented cc creators ❀ @aladdin-the-simmer @serenity-cc @marsosims @dissiasims @sentate @daisy-pixels @ikari-sims @nell-le @sssvitlanz @mandy-ccfinds @mmfinds