#restrained romance

[closet-of-nikki]

Restrained Romance

This is Restrained Romance, one of the earliest Fairy Bottle suits. It was released September 2020 during the second run of the Fairy Bottle event, called Heroic Romance, and is paired with High Sword, which has a breakdown available here. For clarity, I will be tagging these outfits as #fairy bottle event and #fairy tale category, but none of the other names they're variously known as.

You can pick which suit you'd like to get first, and your chosen suit will be cheaper. Without free tries, it costs 2850 diamonds for the first suit and 4344 diamonds for both. This suit comes with makeup, posed hair, a posed dress, and two moveables. The completion reward includes two handheld items in addition to diamonds.

Individual items after the cut!

Bonus handheld items, available on completion:

And here's the posed dress and moveables! I finally wised up and put the huge ground item on a black background for stitching together.

The posed hair is, like, identical to the unposed hair. Here's both of them side by side for comparison.

The posed hair has the bangs that dangle in front listing slightly to the side. When combined with the posed dress, it makes it look like the hair is resting on her shoulder, and the right bang is behind her upraised hand.

[shakespearian-love]

Taking control with you ❦

[forged-in-kaoss]

[darthluffy]

I have decided that Imogen is too gay to know what to do with her girlfriend. She’s the dog that caught the car and now doesn’t know what to do next

[reaiiygoodusername]

I don’t like this one that much but I made it out of pure rage last night so. Idk take it

[lavandulalurker]

[Image ID: a digital sketch of Sym from I was a Teenage Exocolonist. It’s a portrait from the bust up in a 3/4 angle. He is smiling with his right hand under his chin and his left hand resting on his right forearm. The lighting is slightly warm and the background is a solid teal. ]

I’m so normal about this man

[tyrianludaship]

is it fair to call people like this "hack writers" if the only way they find a relationship interesting is when it involves pedophilia, incest, cannibalism or necrophilia?

[fallershipping]

I imagine that Pokemon husbandry is difficult in various ways, easier in unexpected places, but one of the more challenging aspects is what if your Pokemon wants a romantic companion? And this can range from all sorts of courtship rituals.

Alakazam and Lucario are Pokemon that can be voluntarily celibate, and not be interested intimate or mating companions. The familial / platonic relationship with a trainer and the rest of the party can often be just perfect and just as fulfilling. After all, most of the Abra and Riolu family are actively choosing whether they want to remain within wild socieites or to live amongst humans.

Salamence is a more feral kind of Pokemon. Dragon types, beastly looking Pokemon, can become more aggressive during breeding seasons. I do believe that there are Pokemon that are spayed/neutered ranging from pet-like species to horse-like species etc etc. Dragons are probably... Maintained? Maybe given a special diet that suppresses courting behavior or that there is an ongoing debate to spay/neuter dragon types and whether or not it's ethical. Regardless, Anabel's Salamence is sterile due to past abuse and neglect.

Sometimes, Pokemon do not need to be in the same egg group to find a "mate." ... Anabel's Weavile and Looker's Croagunk kinda have a thing going. Despite Croagunk thinking for the longest time that Weavile wanted to eat him, they seem to enjoy each other's company.

Mismagius is a ghost.

Latios are numerous, but not often trainer owned for various key reasons. Latios and Latias pair for life. They will have several hatchlings throughout the course of their lives, and the trainer companionship just cannot replace this. However, there are exceptions. Latios/Latias could be very young and prefer a trainer life before they leave their trainers to find mates, they could be asexual and prefer a trainer life instead, or, in the case of Anabel's Latios, their life partner dies and they find solace in another form of companionship. Anabel's Latios had already raised several chicks, and considers Anabel to be yet another hatchling that he permanently looks after. And wants to look after any "hatchlings" she has of her own!

Entei and Raikou can find mates, but do not feel the need to, and if they do, they will only court for a while before going their separate ways. Raikou thinks of Looker as Anabel's "particularly annoying, persistent, and aggravating mutt of a mate."

Snorlax are a bit like pandas. No, they are not "failures of nature," they are just specialized to get into season based on diet and the status of their environment. In their home region, Snorlax would need a special kind of fruit that would begin the breeding season. Regardless of their sexes, all Snorlax's angrily get into loud, roaring fights during season, so no one can really tell if they're in love or hate each other. Or both. Anabel's Snorlax recognizes this fruit and chooses to ignore it, showing a preference to competitive combat instead.

[sleepfight]

WAY AHEAD OF YOU BOSS

[haridraws]

✦ My webcomic finished this year ✦

Here are some of my favourite panels: secondary characters I got overly attached to

[desolyx-xvii]

Madness Combat - sona backstory or smth

✦ AKA something something "oh i hope my boss doesn't see me, a brilliant prodigy scientist, as a material object and a possession" or whatever was going on between those two. [it was NOT good]

[partially-controlled-chaos]

Finally finished my solo Halsin romance run and I’m so happy 😭 I’ve seen the cutscenes before a dozen times so it wasn’t new, but just seeing them with my Durge made it so much nicer.

Time to start a new run and repair the urge to romance this man all over again.

[death-by-mercury]

@hammill-goes-fogwalking thank you my beautiful friend 💖💕🌷🌸✨this game was so fun! I’ve been submerged in movies more than music lately so this is perfect.

My Seven Comfort Movies are:

1. The Clock (1945)

100/10 - Joe and Alice are so cute. Simple but beautiful and sweet romance story. No misery or negatives to it. You feel on the edge of your seat because of the time crunch they’re in.

2. Seventh Heaven (1937)

100/10 - same vibe as The Clock: simple and absolutely the sweetest. Chico and Diane are so tender and cute. Beautiful and innocent love story set in Paris 1914, unfortunately there is a sad turn, but I will not spoil it (although I will say, everyone survives - don’t worry) still very sweet.

3. It Happened One Night (1939)

90/10 - very cute. Another sweet romance. It’s not lovey dovey but you can still tell that they like each other for the majority of the movie. Nice ending. Funny too. I love it very much 😊😌.

4. The Good The Bad and The Ugly (1966)

100/10 - my goodness. This classic western is the king of westerns for me. I also really love Once Upon a Time in the West. Clint is breathtaking and badass. Tuco is fun and crazy and Angel Eyes is cool, they all fit perfectly in the film. The aura is absolutely spot on, the stunning score by Ennio Morricone just make the movie perfect, along with the scenery and the classic style of the movie. It’s beautiful. Always my fav.

5. Dirty Dancing (1987)

9.8/10 - cute. Me and my sister’s summer movie. Patrick Swayze is the beautiful centerpiece in this. The dancing is captivating. The songs are nostalgic and catchy. Only things I’m not fond of is the guy that owns a hotel that calls baby “kid” and Penny because I find them both so annoying and they are unfortunately in the movie for considerable time. Baby herself and her sister are kinda annoying too. Oh well…

6. The Mission (1986)

110/10 - heart breaking. Beautiful. The piece where Gabriel plays his oboe for the native people is so profound and beautiful. I love this movie. The historical portrayal is beautiful and the religious focus meaningful. Sad ending but I won’t spoil it. For me, Gabriel makes it the most sad 😭.

7. Mr Smith Goes to Washington (1939)

100/10 - captivating and beautiful. So inspiring and wholesome. Jimmy is so beautiful in here (as always). Mr smith is just a beautiful person entangled in the corrupt and rotten government politics. He shows what a good politician/senator should be like: he has strong morals and will fight until he drops for what’s right. It may be 2 hours but doesn’t feel at all that long. Great acting in this film, especially from the wonderful James Stewart.

I would like to honourably mention The Shop Around the Corner (1940)

because I love it so much as well ♥️

Also 100/10 - ah yes, another sweet romance movie with Jimmy. What’s there not to love but the bitterness that Ms Novak shows the lovely and Classy Mr Kralik until the end. Very cute and sweet with a lovely ending.

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Give me your top 7 comfort movies

[orangeboulevard]

Judging Books By Covers (Oneshot)

Day five muchachos!! Smut (near the end), ocs. wlwlw!! cuz there's three of them, get it? get it? yeah... anyway! Dynamic: slight dom/sub, wlw, pet? (they call her kitty alot?, one sided enemies to lovers sorta? Content: forced proximity -> dirty talk -> oral Word Count: 1618

"Truth or dare, what are we? Twelve?" Katrina scoffed, she had to speak loud to be heard of the fast-beat pop music. 

"Don't be such a party pooper," Bellamy laughed, he was already grabbing an empty glass coke bottle to spin, "Come on, sit down." 

Katrina rolled her eyes before reluctantly taking a seat beside the twins, two very blonde and very gorgeous girls, tonight they were dressed in black silk. This was their house party and naturally, being who they are, seemingly half the school had been invited and shown up -evident by their house's state of disarray.

Katrina didn't care much for their company, she had been dragged to this party by Bellamy. Okay, who was she kidding? She hated them. Them and their stupid big fancy house, them and their vintage cherry-red convertible that they drove to school every day, them and their dedicatedly freshly manicured nails and dyed platinum blonde hair, them and their totally picture-perfect figures, them and their stupidly hot names: Amélie and Monique, them and- 

"Hello, Katrina?"

The girl in question blinked. Bellamy was grinning at her, the grin that he'd always have when he had thought of something dastardly clever. Katrina knew that that bastard was scheming up something awful. 

The bottlehead was directed at her, "Truth or dare?" Bellamy repeated. 

He probably thought she'd pick the safe option: truth; thus, the grin was because of the question he'd thought up; she wouldn't play into his trap, "Dare." 

His grin widened. Shit. "I dare you to be handcuffed to the twins for the rest of the game." Complete and utter dickhead. 

Bellamy whipped out two pairs of handcuffs from his back pockets, how- what- why the hell did he have those? The circle, consisting of people from school that she recognised purely from their faces, erupted in laughter upon seeing Katrina's face. Katrina sheepishly glanced at the twins to see them grinning at her; of course, they'd jump at the opportunity to make fun of someone, bitches. 

Subsequently, Bellamy cuffed both of her hands to one of the twins, the cold metal dug into the supple skin of her wrists. Katrina sat awkwardly between the two girls and tried to ignore their grating shrill giggles.

She flinched back when a drink was shoved into her face, Amélie was offering it to her, "Would you like some?" She didn't seem put off by Katrina's annoyed countenance and instead went on to bring the glass to her lips, tilting it sideways, forcing her to drink. 

"Mmph-!" Katrina tried not to choke. Especially when Monique rested her chin on her shoulder. Bitches. 

The game continued despite her predicament, some were asked about previous relationships and other equally as juicy and scandalous subjects, some were dared to wear their pants on their heads or their socks on their hands or both for the rest of the game, some made to drink strange milkshake concoctions made by Bellamy (they all had mayonnaise in them) and some people got the absolute fun (sarcasm) of getting dared to play seven minutes in heaven with a stranger (the sounds were disturbing). 

When the bottle slowed to a halt on Amélie, Katrina prayed to God that she'd pick truth, but of course, she was God's bastard daughter and he'd stopped picking up the phone years ago. 

"Dare." There was a devious grin on her red-painted lips. 

Bellamy thought for a second, his eyes glazing over their surroundings, his eyes locked onto a small ornament upon their mantlepiece, "Okay, I'm gonna hide this-" he stood up and grabbed the little wooden lion, "in one of the rooms upstairs and I dare you guys to find it in under ten minutes. Oh, and in the dark." 

"Ooh, that sounds fun actually!" Amélie grinned and stood up, pulling Katrina and then Monique up with her. "What happens if we don't find it?" 

"Three shots of vodka, each."

There was a collective hiss, that would not be fun at all.

"No worries," Monique shrugged, "We'll find it."

"That's the spirit!" Bellamy hastily went upstairs, quickly hiding the figure, he came back downstairs dramatically flipping his hair, "Tis hidden." 

He returned to his place in the circle as the three girls stood up and walked to the stairs, Bellamy opened the timer on his phone, "Okay, on five. One, two- I started it."

Amélie gasped before charging up the stairs with a laugh, Katrina yelped at the sharp pull on her wrists before matching the other girl's speed, she could hear Monique's chuckles behind her as she too ran with them. The game carried on behind them, the echoes of boisterous conversation and cachinnation continued in their absence. 

"Let's check our room first," Amélie looks back at them, "This way, Katrina- can I just call you Kitty? That's easier, come on, Kitty," Katrina is too bemused to even argue.

Their room, she can tell even by her shrouded vision, is spacious. The dark wooden panel floors are covered by orange and red rugs that if she squints she can see patterns off and an array of tropical plants litter the windowsill, it's artistic and definitely not what she envisioned their room would be like. Her analysis is halted by Monique closing the door behind them, the dim light is completely gone and Katrina finds herself stumbling into Amélie.

"Wow there, Kitty, careful," is Amélie's sultry response, "You'll twist an ankle and what a shame that'll be: you wouldn't get to wear those pretty little heels you're wearing."

"Oh- uhh, yeah, okay," Katrina is becoming increasingly confused at these girl's behaviour.

She's even more confused at Monique's fingers brushing down her spine, her open-back dress giving the other girl easy access, "I love this dress, by the way," Monique whispered as they continued following Amélie's lead, "You've got such nice skin, so soft."

"Thanks?" Are these girls trying to kill her and use her skin as a lampshade? That thought seems more plausible than the one that comes up next: they're flirting with her. 

"I bet you get a ton of guys asking you out, huh?" Amélie commented. 

"No, actually," Katrina answered.

"No boyfriend?" Monique piped up.

"Haha, nope." She laughed awkwardly, was this an interrogation? 

Amélie seemed to turn towards her, evident in the feeling of her breath fanning Katrina's face, "How? Excuse me for being frank, but you're kinda really fucking hot."

That wording stunned her, "You think so?"

Monique pressed up behind her, her chin on Katrina's shoulder again, "Oh, we know so, Kitty. Anyone with eyes knows so."

"Almost makes a person wanna hide you away from everyone, keep you locked up, little kitty," Amélie's hand started to ride up Katrina's thigh unknowingly mirroring her twin's movements: Monique had her hand on the back of Katrina's thigh, gripping the warm, soft flesh.  "Don't you agree, Monique?"

"Oh, yeah."

Okay, so these girls were everything but what Katrina expected them to be and if the growing wetness between her thighs is any indication, she was certainly enjoying it. The first time she'd ever enjoyed being wrong; maybe she should stop being so judgemental. Damn she was glad she wore the cute underwear today

"Would you be up for that?" Amélie whispered into her right ear. Monique is at her left, her teeth grazing Katrina's earlobe as she says, "Want to be our cute little kitty?"

"... Yes." 

The girls are seemingly very happy with that answer because their hands begin wandering further up, soon Amélie is fondling her breast, pinching her nipple and Monique is kissing her neck, her hand grabbing Katrina's ass. Katrina can't help the quiet moans escaping her lips. She lets the girls guide her onto one of their beds, their footsteps more assured than hers and their hands getting rougher. 

Amélie captured her lips in a kiss, her tongue swiping across Katrina's lower lip before biting down slightly. Monique sat on the bed first, pulling Katrina to sit between her legs with her back to her, "What a pretty kitty, she makes such cute sounds." She giggles into her ear.

Amélie pulled away from the kiss, panting slightly, "Kitty, tell us what you want us to do to you."

"W-what?" Katrina stuttered, dazed from everything that was happening.

"You gonna have to learn to ask for the things you want," Monique explained sweetly between gentle kisses to her neck, "We don't wanna do anything you don't want. So come on, Kitty, tell us what you want us to do."

"I want, I want Amélie to uhh..."

"Go on, pretty kitty, ask."

"I want you between my legs, uhm using your tongue and mouth, uhm, on me? I want Monique to touch my breasts and keep kissing me like- yeah, like that." Katrina bit her lower lip as the girls started to do exactly as she said. 

Katrina leaned against Monique's chest, Monique's hands played delicately with her breasts and she bit at her nape whilst Amélie settled between her legs, her fingers brushed against the wet spot on her red lace panties. 

"God, Kitty, you're so fucking wet for us," Amélie tugs her underwear to the side, her cold fingertips made Katrina jump slightly, Monique chuckled, "Easy, Kitty." 

When Amélie finally touches her with her tongue, licking and sucking on her clit, Katrina can't stop the loud moans and curses that force themselves from her mouth.

[vaultsixtynine]

ok i'm gonna play the if where you play as a detective (there are many but u know which one i'm talking about. probably. i forget its name rn) bc i am Feeling detective time

[only-finch]

Everytime I watch a new (probably gay) show it just bounces around my head like a ping pong ball and it literally can't get out