#soleil☀️

[foxdemon-loser]

[sematarygirls]

how did sunshine!reader ans rafe met?

⠀     ♯┆Sunshine!Reader &&. Rafe's First Meeting.ㅤ  ۪ ୧

ᰋ. ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎they are my cutie babies. i love them sm !! ‎‎ ‎ : ‎‎ ‎ ‎WARNINGS . . . none!.   ̼ ₊

YOUR HEART WAS RACING, practically pounding out of your chest. Your hair was a mess, strands sticking out in all directions, some sticking uncomfortably to your forehead thanks to the thin sheen of sweat covering your skin and wetting your hair. Your clothes clung to your body, chest heaving as you tried to catch your breath.

It had been at least two hours since Biscuit, a little Cavalier King Charles Spaniel from the shelter, had taken off out the front door after one of the other volunteers left a door ajar, and you were starting to worry that something bad may have happened. The roads and water were your biggest concern for such a little dog who couldn't swim and wouldn't easily be visible in the road.

You were the first to jump up after her when she made her escape, but her little legs moved much faster than yours as she took off into the distance, leaving you in the dust. You'd been aimlessly wandering around, knocking on doors to ask people if they'd seen her as well as get permission to search their property.

Rafe stared at your wide-eyed expression, disheveled appearance, and heaving chest. You looked like you were on the run, your eyes gleaming with desperation the moment he opened the door. When he didn't immediately slam the door in your face, you reached into your pocket, pulling out a picture of Biscuit that was previously hanging on the shelter wall and holding it up for him to look at.

"You lost your dog?" He asked, quirking an eyebrow, though his tone suggested that he didn't actually care.

"Well, not my dog," you corrected him. "And, technically, I didn't lose her. Her name's Biscuit. She ran away. She's a very curious little thing, very adventurous—" you started to ramble, a bad habit you had that was often exacerbated whenever you were nervous.

"And this is my problem, how?" He cut you off, leaning against the doorframe and crossing his arms. He was being a bit rude, but you were just grateful that he hadn't dismissed you yet like some of his neighbors had.

"Well, I was thinking she may have ran onto your property," you explained, flashing a hopeful smile, clearly not deterred in the slightest by his abrasiveness. "I was hoping I might be able to take a look real quick. She could be hurt or worse."

Rafe let out a sharp exhale, resisting the urge to roll his eyes. This was the dumbest thing he'd ever been asked to consider in his entire life, but something stopped him from just telling you to shove it and get lost. It was the way you were looking at him, not like he was useless or someone to be avoided but like he was someone to be relied on—like asking him a favor was so natural.

"Yeah, whatever, knock yourself out," he shrugged, waving you off, but then, you beamed at him—actually beamed like a little ray of sunlight—as if he'd offered to give you a million dollars rather than begrudgingly, and rather rudely, letting you snoop around his property.

"Thank you!" You grinned happily, immediately bounding back down the steps, calling Biscuit's name as he watched intently. Then, before he could stop himself, he let out a heavy sigh, closed the door behind him, and followed after you. He didn't know why he was doing it, but he felt compelled to see this through, to find out if you found your stupid dog.

"Biscuit is a stupid name for a dog," he said to you, crossing his arms as he watched you search high and low for the missing pup. At this point, he just wanted to get under your skin, but it seemed like the only thing that rattled you was runaway animals.

You shrugged as you knelt down, peering under a deck chair near the pool. “I understand how it might not be everyone's tastes, but I think it’s cute,” you replied easily, your voice light, unbothered.

"Yeah, well, whatever makes you happy," he scoffed, leaning against a nearby tree as he watched you kneel down in the grass next to a bush.

"Oh, Biscuit!" You gasped excitedly when you saw her huddled up underneath the foliage, looking a little dirty but completely unharmed. Your voice showed only joy that you had found her and not a semblance of annoyance that it had taken hours of searching on foot through the heat. "Come on out, girl, it's me," you cooed softly, patting your lap to draw her out.

Rafe watched curiously with his arms crossed as you coaxed the dog out from her hiding place. He didn't know why, but he was suddenly invested in the outcome of this little situation. How utterly quaint.

"C'mon, Biscuit. I've got treats for you," you said. reaching into your back pocket and pulling out some small bacon-flavored dog treats. You held them out in your palm, letting her see and smell them.

The bribery seemed to work because she shuffled out from under the bush, her pristine white fur a little tangled and muddy. She happily took the treats before jumping into your lap. "Such a good girl," you giggled, nuzzling into her head as you petted her happily, relief flooding your being that she was okay.

Rafe watched you with a mix of intrigue and mild annoyance. You were genuinely happy. No sarcasm, no bitterness—just pure, unadulterated joy. Biscuit seemed just as pleased to see you as you were her, wagging her little tail and licking your hand, her muddy little paws now smearing dirt across your clothes, but you didn’t seem to mind at all.

He rubbed the back of his neck, trying to hide the tiny spark of something that tugged at him. "You seriously look like you just won the lottery over a dirty dog."

You looked up at him, a soft, grateful smile playing on your lips. "She's not dirty. She’s just been having an adventure." Your eyes flickered back to the dog in your lap, and you scratched the spot behind her ears that had her eyes closing halfway and her tongue sticking out.

"Whatever you say, Sunshine," he said, his tone laced with something between teasing and genuine curiosity. It was the first time he had spoken to you, but the nickname fell so easily from his lips, as if it belonged there. “You usually get this excited over ratty dogs? I mean, what else do you do with your spare time? Collect rocks or something?”

“I, uh, actually do collect rocks,” you said, laughing a little and brushing your hair out of your face as you looked up at him “But also coins, buttons, postcards, records, stamps—lots of little things.” You glanced down at Biscuit, who was now happily snuggled against your chest, and you couldn’t help the soft smile that crept onto your face. "They all tell stories, you know? Just like this one. Biscuit’s probably got some wild ones from her adventure.”

"You're a weird one, Sunshine," he shook his head, trying to seem annoyed despite the smile that tugged at his lips.

You ignored his comment, holding Biscuit to your chest as you got to your feet. "Anyway, thanks for helping, Rafe," you thanked him, despite the fact that he hadn't really done anything at all.

He opened his mouth to ask how you knew his name—a silly question because everyone knew Rafe Cameron—but you caught him by surprise when you threw the arm that wasn't holding the dog around him in a hug.

He stiffened, clearly not used to being touched like that, especially not from someone who was little more than a stranger, but after a moment, he relaxed, hesitantly patting your back awkwardly. "Dont—uh—Don't mention it," he cleared his throat.

You pulled away, giving him one last grateful smile before heading back in the direction of the animal shelter. He watched you retreat, overhearing you talking to the small dog like it was a person, which he usually would have found an annoying quality, but something about you made it almost endearing.

[mlm-blues]

notice how the sun shines a little brighter when i think about him. that's how powerful he is btw

[fetefindannee]

[falseimmortalities]

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[mirror-cle]

the skies hold us together

[mizutoyama]

Sped up version of the eclipse (a bit before totality and a bit after). This was done with an iPhone so you’ll just see the sky getting darker and the sun dimming. (I was in the path of the total eclipse, so let’s just say I was glad I shoved my phone on a tripod and looked at that historic moment with my eyes through a pair of special glasses… and my sunglasses (I was afraid both of those layers wouldn’t work but it did!))

[sroufi]

[aeri-and-co]

A human with medium length blue hair streaked with red tumbled out of the mirror, landing on the floor with an 'oomf.'

Standing up, the human brushed down it's clothes and looked around, surveying the area.

A bunch of unfamiliar people wearing robes... Yuvi shuddered, though still attempting to appear professional.

"Excuse me, folks, where am I?" Muttered Yuvi, feeling rather out of place in it's slacks and and dress suit. It looked like NRC but it didn't recognise anyone.

I do hope randomly dropping into different worlds doesn't become a habit of mine, Yuvi thought.

Your Introduction- An open rp for any Yuu

"Aww damn. Another uneventful ceremony. What a drag... I'm just glad for the after party." A redhaired boy groaned, flopping back against the wall dramatically.

"Hush up, will you? Gods you sound like a monarch..." A lion beastman growled, his hood tugged over his ears as he fiddled with his frayed sleeve.

Behind them both lurked a quiet young man with pale gray skin, his robes loose and heavy, as if wet. "Octavinelle received the most new students... More work for Cazador..."

"You could learn to be a housewarden yourself Monty, instead of passing everything over to Cazador." Remarked a young man with a bedazzled headscarf wrapped around his head, dapping lip gloss to his pierced lips.

"And you could learn to be less vain, Medhat." Sighed a petite blond boy innocently, earning a glare from the boy with the headscarf.

"Alright, Alright, lets just get along!" Remarked a boy, one who was connected to his brother at the shoulder and hip, a conjoined twin. "It's hard enough getting altered robes these days..."

"Quiet." The tallest of them, a boy with multicolored hair, turned to the mirror. "I hear... something."

The group paused, watching with wide eyes as the Dark Mirror begin to shake and tremble, before spitting out...

You.

[aeri-and-co]

Figured I'd have my Yuusona as an oc too~

Name: Soleil Yuvi Nicknames: Usually just goes by Yuvi Pronouns: Any 💖 Sexuality: Pansexual Birthday: 4th January Homelands: Australia, Earth Height: 180cm/5'9 - Class: 1-A Club: Magical Shift Club (10/10 experience as a magicless human...) Best Subject: Certainly not the ones you need magic for! (P.E) - "... Y'know, for being randomly transported to a magical world, it isn't that bad. I'd rather be here than dragged to another family gathering, to be honest." - Likes: Writing, Foraging (is specifically a massive mushroom/fungi lover), Make-Up, Weird Scient Facts TM, Tarot Cards and Trying desperately to appear mysterious but being too friendly to actually come across as such

Dislikes: Not many things, it's too much of a bother to write them out.

Talents: The most unique one would be mortuary science~ Otherwise, stuff like writing, make up (<- which sorta comes with working in a morgue lol) and making things.

[urblackcatfamiliar]

a musical offering to the sun ☀️

a musical offering to the moon 🌙

[sematarygirls]

ada sonny with an age gap relationship?

i wasn't 100% sure what exactly to do, so i'm just gonna do some headcanons; i hope that's okay !!

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is definitely very, very insecure about the age gap. he worries that he's too old for you, and one day, you're going to realize you want someone closer to your age. it does make him feel better when you reassure him (his love language) that you love him in spite of his age and aren't going anywhere.

he's also always the butt of the joke because of his age. you'll lightly poke fun and call him old when he references something that's before your time, and your friends all refer to him as "grandpa."

you two do not share the same humor. he'll make a joke and die laughing while you're sitting there completely lost (and vice versa).

he claims he's always right because he's "older and wiser" which makes you roll your eyes. he usually is always right, but that's besides the point!

date night is hard to plan because you want to do fun and exciting stuff like party, but he wants to do relaxing and romantic stuff.

you tried to do a cute cooking date once, but he got frustrated because he's such a control freak in the kitchen.

you two argue like an old married couple. looooooots of bickering because he's too mature, and you're very immature.

talks about stuff and asks you to do things that he expects you to know and gets very bitchy when you don't (he's got the sass of a teenage girl)

tries to get you to come to court to see him win at least once, but you find it boring. all the legal jargon and having to sit quietly the whole time makes you want to fall asleep.

finding a show or movie to watch is sooooo difficult because your tastes are so wildly different.

same thing with music. you'll put on a new song you like, and he'll roll his eyes and tell you to put on something actually good (even though half the time he ends up actually liking the song)

he's very worried about what other people will think of your relationship. he loves you and wants to show you off, but he worries that the age gap (completely 100% legal, of course) will rub some people the wrong way.

sometimes, he gets insecure about his grey hairs and wrinkles, but when you tell him how much you love them and how sexy they are, he immediately feels a million times better.

constantly tells you how lucky he is that someone as attractive as you loves an old man like him. he's seriously bewildered why, but he feels so grateful for you. you're everything to him

you make him feel young again, and he loves it.

[phoenixdyne]

been steadily picking away at my metaverse costume redesgin concept second picture unrelated but the vibes fit

[fetefindannee]

[falseimmortalities]

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√ Video file attached; Translated from Kalosian to Unovan; Lumiose City, Kalos; 23.14 √

The video begins with Val, sitting on the floor, leaning against a wall with a closed door on his right. His outfit has been undone slightly, and he's fallen asleep. There's a silence, save for the sound of water running before abruptly stopping. Then the door opens, causing Val to jump awake. In the doorway, stands Augustine, with only a towel wrapped around his waist, hair wet and dripping. He looks down at Val with a blank expression, then blinks a few times before speaking. "I am still a man…" "And…?" Val sighs, hands dropping to rest on his knees. "That's it." "That's it? That's it??????? My dear, we missed our reservation for you to just tell me that you're a man????" Val huffs and presses a hand into the bridge of his nose, pushing up his glasses. Augustine stands there for a bit before nodding slowly. "Yes…?" "Baise… Putain de Sinnoh…" He sighs and buries his head against his knees. Augustine lightly taps the doorway and looks away slightly. "Ah… Is there a way I can make up for missing it?" "No… Just, let me be mad for a bit…" Val mumbles, muffled by his dress. "I still love you, mon Soleil…" "I love you too, mon Lune… I'll. Let you go." And with that, Augustine closes the door while Val lets out a soft whimper.

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[mperosx]

☀️ Soleil || Amaros

Continued from this lovely reply with my dear @amaterasuxmp

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    His wife presses closer to him and Eros smiles before placing a kiss to the dark collective of her hair. These moments weren’t few and far between with them for they are in the practice of stealing as many as they can but each one was sacred. The current chills for a second and Eros stretches his wings to let it breeze over them. The pair of them dips just slightly before going up again a little higher than before. From their vantage point now, they can either watch the sun fully set or follow it down slowly and if the way his beloved stretches is anything to go by, they will take the path down in not but a moment.

     “My sentimental girl,” he says softly and lets the current ease them down again a little so that she can chase the day. Its last rays paint themselves over her back and on his arms that circle her as they hover above their home. “I am made for the night and all its wonders but you make me feel at home even in the light.”

   They sink a little more after a moment and Eros kisses her temple before he muses, “Sunspot, what would you like for dinner tonight? I think I should hurry to cook it soon before Evander decides we have waited too long again and makes us all peanut butter and jelly sandwiches with pickle chips.”

    It’s Evander’s favorite, bless him, but Eros can’t stand pickle chips!