#they both look absolutely fabulous in those dresses

[sweeetberries]

Matt stone Monday!!

[solalunar-eclipse]

To everyone in the comments begging for a fic about this: PLEASE go read Heart of Gold with Blood-Red Eyes!!! It’s by this artist and features Shadow in a similar dynamic with Fleetway Super Sonic, and it is fantastic.

[dovesdreaming]

Boutiques and bionics

Summary: Chase’s girlfriend loves to shop and is a bit of a diva but fits right into the davenports with her loving attitude towards them.

Request

Masterlist

Warnings: none

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Chase Davenport sat in the middle of the sleek Davenport mansion's spacious living room, his eyes glued to the tablet in his hand. The holographic projection flickered, showing a complex blueprint for a new bionic enhancement he'd been working on. The numbers and diagrams danced in his mind, but his concentration was abruptly interrupted by the sound of heels clicking on the marble floor. “Chase! There you are!” a melodic voice chimed, filling the room with an energy that was both captivating and, at times, overwhelming. Chase looked up, his expression softening as he saw his girlfriend, you, walking towards him. You were a vision of glamour, as always, dressed in a perfectly tailored designer outfit that complemented your flawless style. Your dark hair was swept back in a sleek ponytail, and you wore a pair of oversized sunglasses perched on your head like a crown.

“Hey, y/n” Chase greeted her with a smile, setting his tablet down on the coffee table. You, the epitome of fashion and flair, had an aura that could light up any room. Despite your diva like tendencies, your love for shopping, designer brands, and everything luxurious. You were kind-hearted and adored the Davenport family. You had a way of making everyone feel special, even if your enthusiasm for the latest fashion trends sometimes overshadowed the more mundane aspects of life.

You sauntered over to him, your eyes sparkling with excitement. “Guess what I just found at the mall? The most fabulous dress! It’s perfect for that gala you’re dragging me to next week”. Chase chuckled, wrapping an arm around your waist as you showed him a picture of the dress on your phone. It was a stunning piece, all elegance and sophistication, just like you. “I’m not dragging you anywhere. You were the one who said you’d be happy to come”. You smirked, leaning in to give him a quick kiss on the cheek. “True, true. But we both know you’re the one who’s really excited about this whole sciencey gala thing. I’m just there to look pretty on your arm”. Chase laughed, knowing you were only half joking. He loved how different you were; where he was analytical and logical, you were vibrant and spontaneous. But it worked. Somehow, it just worked.

“And how are my favorite couple doing?” a voice interrupted from the entrance. You both turned to see Donald Davenport, Chase’s adoptive father and the genius behind the bionic technology, walking in with a grin on his face. You instantly brightened, stepping away from Chase to greet Donald with a hug. “Hi, Mr. Davenport! I was just telling Chase about the amazing dress I got today. You’ll love it, it’s absolutely to die for!” You exclaimed, your enthusiasm infectious. Donald chuckled, patting your shoulder. “I’m sure you’ll look fantastic, y/n. And please, call me Donald”. Chase watched the interaction with a warm smile. You had been part of his life for almost a year now, and in that time, you’d become close to his family. You had a unique way of winning people over, even Leo, who was usually skeptical of most people.

“By the way, y/n” Donald said, as they all moved toward the living room, “Tasha wanted me to ask if you could help her pick out an outfit for the gala. She said you have the best fashion sense out of anyone she knows”. Your eyes widened with delight. “I’d love to! Tell Tasha I’ll be over tomorrow to help her out”. Chase’s heart swelled with affection as he watched you chatting animatedly with Donald. Despite your love for all things glamorous, you never hesitated to go out of your way to help those you cared about. You were kind, compassionate, and brought a vibrancy to the Davenport household that Chase hadn’t even realized was missing.

After a few more minutes of chatting, Donald excused himself to go back to his work, leaving Chase and you alone again “So” you began, turning to face him with a mischievous glint in your eyes, “I was thinking we could have a little date night tonight. Maybe dinner at that new rooftop restaurant downtown?”. Chase hesitated, glancing back at his tablet. He had planned to spend the evening working on his latest bionic project, but one look at your hopeful expression and he knew his work could wait.

“Sounds perfect” he said, slipping his hand into yours. “But I’m picking up the tab this time. You always insist on treating me, and I want to return the favour”. You giggled, squeezing his hand. “Deal. But only if you promise to let me drag you into a few shops afterward. I saw some shoes that would look amazing with my new dress”. Chase rolled his eyes playfully but nodded. “Alright, but you’re going to have to explain to me why you need another pair of shoes when you already have a closet full”.

You laughed, pulling him towards the door. “Oh, sweetie, there’s always room for more shoes. Now come on, let’s go. We have a date with the stars and some fabulous cuisine!”. As you left the mansion, hand in hand, Chase couldn’t help but marvel at how lucky he was. He had his family, his work, and you-a girl who brought color into his meticulously ordered world. And for once, he was more than happy to let go of his logical side and just enjoy the adventure. Because with you by his side, life was anything but predictable and he wouldn’t have it any other way.

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Thank you for reading!

[theoneandonlyneonleon]

Honey, Honey

Mmmmwah ty @fizzywashere87 for the prompt <333

Fem!Reader x Donnie

I might make a Masc!Reader version at some point

Prompt: Donnie and Reader are slow dancing at a wedding, and they have a deep talk (reader is emotionally constipated btb)

Fluff, minor angst?, happy ending (im terrible at tagging)

Anywhizzle enjoy <333 (+please reblog!)

@nuncscioquidsitamor-14 bc pookie wanted to be tagged <33

Word count: 1,409

The wedding was beautiful. No doubt about it. Mikey did a wonderful job with the floral arrangements, and April and Cass looked absolutely wonderful. And even more, your date. Hot damn.

Donnie didn't really wear clothes all that often, so you had no idea what you were missing out on. But seeing Donnie, all dressed up like that? You nearly lost your damn mind. The black slacks on his long legs, the white button down that he couldn't button all the way, the jacket, all of it.

"Y/N!" You hear a voice call out, and you recognize it as the bride herself, April. "Y/N c'mere!"

You walk over to April and give her a hug.

"April! You look fabulous!" You exclaim, looking at her positively gorgeous dress. "Why thank you~" she says, doing a spin to show it off. "You look great too!" April compliments, and you strike a little pose.

"More importantly," April starts, "Donnie."

You raise an eyebrow at her.

"What about him?" You ask, curious as to what she means.

"I'm talkin about how you're practically drooling every time you look at him" she places her hands on her hips, raising an eyebrow at you.

"I cant help it!" You say. "He just looks so goodddd."

"And how long have you been dating for now?" She asks, crossing her arms.

"Uhmmm.... Justttt one or two orrrrrrr eightttttt months?"

"Have you said the 'I love you' yet?"

"Mmmmmmmnnnnooooo?" You say, or rather- ask. Aprils eyes widen and her jaw drops a little.

"Eight months and you haven't said 'I love you'?? Girl-" She starts, ready to lay into you.

"I know I know- I'm emotionally constipated, okay? I'll tell him when I'm ready." She narrows her eyes at you before promptly walking away.

You suddenly hear her in the speakers, announcing something.

"Alright party people! Lets get all those couples out on the dance floor for a slowwww dance" You look at her to find her holding up two thumbs ups pointed in your direction.

Your attention is pulled from April as you hear the familiar sound of your boyfriends voice behind you.

"May I have this dance, darling?" He asks, holding out a hand. You take it and he leads you to the dance floor as some cheesy love song plays.

He places a hand on your waist, you place yours on his shoulder, and you both intertwine fingers best you can. You sway to the beat, not really knowing how to dance.

"You look gorgeous tonight." Donnie says, causing you to blush and look away. You werent the best with taking compliments.

"Look at me, would you?" He requests, squeezing your waist ever so slightly. You still dont, your gaze resting on your hand perched on his shoulder rather than his eyes.

"Is everything alright, darling?" He asks, raising a drawn on eyebrow at you. You shrug, and he momentarily lets go of your waist to gently move your chin so you look at him. You meet his eyes and blush. The corner of his mouth quirks up in a half smile as he cocks his head slightly.

"You okay?" He asks again, waiting for verbal confirmation.

"Yeah.... I'm fine, I just-" you start, averting your gaze once again. He looks at you, waiting for you to finish. Gosh, he was so patient with you. The way he looks at you, everything thing about him, just him. You loved him so much. Now if only you could tell him that.

"I dunno..." Is what you settle on. "Its just a lot, yknow?"

"Are you overstimulated? Too noisy? Too bright? What is it, hon?" He asks, so patient and caring.

"No... Not that." You think carefully for a moment, searching for the right words. "I've been thinking."

"About?" Donatello questions and he spins you gracefully. 'What a talented dancer' you think.

"Us."

Don raises a brow, looking slightly worried for a second. "This isn't you trying to break up with me, is it?"

"Dont worry, its not." You reassure him.

"Relieved sigh. Thats good. I love you so much I don't know what I'd do if you left me." He chuckles, and you almost stop in your tracks, but don't to continue the flow of dancing, causing you to trip over your own feet. Luckily, Donnie holds you up.

"You okay?" He asks, and you half nod, mind occupied by something else. Those three words. The words you had not yet worked up the nerve to say.

He takes note of the expression on your face, and as if he was a mind reader, he says something.

"I imagine this is because I said the 'L' word?"

You glance at April and Cass, then back to him. "Lesbian?"

"No- Love, Y/N. I said I love you." He states, thumb rubbing gently against your waist.

"Right...."

"Yknow typically when someone says 'I love you', you typically say it back." He smirks that adorable smirk you love so much.

"Your hesitation issss...... Quite unnerving, Y/N. Do you not love me back?" You see the worry on his face and quickly deny it.

"What? Nonono- of course I do, Donnie, I just- I don't know how to say it." He looks at you quizzically as you try to explain.

"Its easy. Like this: I love you too, Donatello, love of my life. Simple"

You sigh. "Its not just that easy. I've never been in a relationship this long. Ive never said....... That.... To someone else before."

Donnie, being as sweet as ever, just listens.

"And its not like I dont love you, I definitely do. I guess I'm just scared that- once I say it, this- us, will become real."

He raises an eyebrow.

"Like once I say.... It..... Im admitting to myself that I'm in love with you, and that's only going to make it hurt that much more when this ends."

When you're finished speaking, you look away, trying to swallow the lump building so annoyingly in your throat. His hand releases yours and cups your cheek, brushing his thumb against your skin.

"What makes you think this is gonna end?" He asks, forcing you to look at him. "I dunno..... I just know that one day you'll find someone so much better than me, and you'll leave me behind. They always do."

The look that flashes across Donatellos face is a mixture of melancholy and love.

"Darling..... There is no one in this world I would rather be with. You're not perfect, sure. But neither am i. And I can promise you, that I will not be leaving you any time soon. Y/N I love you, more than anything or anyone, okay? And by Galileo that will never change. Understand? So, take your worries about me finding someome better and throw them out, because I don't want anyone else. I want you."

By the time he finishes you're nearly on the verge of tears. He pulls you closer into an embrace and you resist the urge to bury your face into the crook of his neck.

"God..... You're perfect...." You say quietly. He responds with "I know, dearest."

"I love you, Donatello, love of my life." You tell him, backing up from the embrace to look into his eyes. He smiles that beautiful smile at you.

He says "I love you too, Y/N. More than anything." before he captures your lips in the sweetest, softest kiss you've ever experienced.

The song ends and Mikey comes on the mic.

"Alllllright party people! Time to pump it up!"

The next song starts and you turn to Don once you recognize the opening. He looks at you the same, a grin spreading across his face.

He grabs both you hands and dances with you, singing along to the ABBA song playing over the sound system.

"Honey, honey how you feel me, uh huh. Honey, honey nearly killed me, uh huh. Honey, honey."

You look around, seeing Leo dancing with his boyfriend, April and Cass dancing together, Raph dancing a little on the side, Mikey dancing with himself by the laptop controlling the music, and Donnie. The love of your life, dancing with you, swaying to the music and spinning you around.

In that moment, you knew just how lucky you were. To be a part of a family like this, to have someone like Donatello. There was no where else you'd rather be.

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Since this is named after one of my fave ABBA songs I wanted to include my headcanons for the boys' fave ABBA songs

Raph: SOS

Leo: Dancing Queen

Donnie: Gimme, Gimme, Gimme (Man After Midnight)

Mikey: Lay All Your Love On Me

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Ty for reading! And please please please reblog, my writing won't get shown to people without it. (Reblogging is the very core pillar of Tumblr!)

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We agree that in any AU they are both absolute weirdos, so,,,,, Stalker!Hob + Dream

By Hob's count he's thwarted (with extreme prejudice & mostly his fists) three (3) kidnapping attempts on Morpheus Endless; his men have stopped like 2 additional ones - unfortunately sometimes Hob has to stop watching his love and run his business.

Hob does not like the term "stalker" - it's derogatory and pejorative! He would never hurt Morpheus, but obviously he can't take care of himself - so Hob had to watch and protect him!

Hob first saw the lovely Morpheus at some society event he had to go to, to make it look like he wasn't the mob king of the city.

Everyone at the party was scared of him, but Morpheus either didn’t know who he was, or didn’t care. He swanned into the party in this beautiful dress, only talked to his friends, then left.

The only interaction they had was - at some point in the evening, they were reaching for the same glass of champagne or Hob took the last glass from a passing tray that Morpheus wanted; in any event Morpheus walked up to Hob, looked him up and down, lightly lifted the full glass of champagne out of his hand, took a sip with a raised eyebrow, and walked off, with the glass; all without saying a word.

Hob was gobsmacked and absolutely smitten. Joanna and Matthew say he should man up and send flowers and talk to the man. But Hob knows who he is - he is not the man to love a beautiful flower like Morpheus Endless in the light.

Hob is dark and dangerous, and would never want to stain Morpheus with his dirty, dirty, hands. So he watches and protects. He will find out who is after his moonlit love and end them. No one will ever get a chance to hurt Morpheus on Hob's watch.

Dream knows exactly who he took that wine off (and he loves that he can still feels those fabulous eyes watching him) ,,, Dream thinks he would make a fantastic Queen of this crappy city. 😇

OOO i love this take on the mafia au!!!!! Hob being the big boss of the whole city but dedicating his time to protecting Dream from the shadows is very sexy of him.

And Hob knows that he could probably have Dream. He could throw money at him or even threaten him into a relationship. But for once, Hob wants to do the right thing. He'll leave Dream alone and protect him from afar, and make sure that he's so so happy. But he won't expose his darling to the dangers of the underworld. Dream deserves to be a queen of a brighter, more beautiful place.

And Dream is just so frustrated by this. For months his been trying to get Hob to make a move. He's hired 5 sets of people to kidnap him! And although Hob rescued him/sent someone to rescue him each time, he still hasn't approached Dream properly! Ugh!

Imagine Hob’s surprise and amusement when he looks deeper into the series of kidnappings and finds out that his darling is behind them. Seems like someone's been trying to get his attention, and seems like Hob’s been underestimating his beautiful diamond of a Dream. Well, if Dream wants a kidnapping, he'll get one.

Admittedly Hob’s men are excessively gentle when they take Dream by surprise and bundle him into a car. They're not gonna risk damaging the boss's sweetheart. So Dream is neither scared nor concerned when he's delivered (with his wrists bound in silk) to Hob’s office. Finally.

He isn't expecting to be bent over Hob’s desk, to have him pretty black t-shirt dress yanked up and his panties yanked down. Nor is he expecting to be thoroughly spanked by the king of the city right there and then. Hob tells him that he's a naughty brat and he made Hob so worried, he's going to be paying for a long time.

He can start by appearing on Hob’s arm at the gala tonight, sore bottom and all. Hob intends to spank him and fuck him until Dream can't sit anywhere but draped over Hob’s lap like a prized pet.

If he's very good, Hob might let him cum before their wedding night. But even if he doesn't, Dream isn't too worried. He's got a feeling that the nuptials will be happening pretty soon. He can read in Hob’s gorgeous eyes that he's been well and truly claimed.

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HIII i really love your writing!! and i was wondering if you’d be able to write smut of royalty!lisa minci (genshin impact) x servant!afab reader? maybe with a teeny bit of angst…

NO WORRIES IF U CANT i completely understand!!

When the Lord Steps Away (Lisa Minci x Reader)

𝗔/𝗡: 𝗶𝘁'𝘀 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝘃𝘆-𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗱 𝗼𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗴𝘀𝘁 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲'𝘀 𝗶𝗻𝗳𝗶𝗱𝗲𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘆 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗯𝗲𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗲𝗻 𝗮𝗱𝘃𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗮𝗴𝗲 𝗼𝗳 (𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗱𝗮) 𝘀𝗼 𝗵𝗼𝗽𝗲𝗳𝘂𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝘀𝘂𝗳𝗳𝗶𝗰𝗲! 𝗮𝗻𝘆𝘄𝗮𝘆𝘀, 𝗵𝗼𝗽𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗲𝗻𝗷𝗼𝘆!

𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚!! 𝘀𝗺𝘂𝘁, 𝗺𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿/𝘀𝗲𝗿𝘃𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝗿𝗲𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗽, 𝗶𝗻𝗳𝗶𝗱𝗲𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘆, 𝗻𝗶𝗽𝗽𝗹𝗲 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝘆, 𝘃𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗮𝗹 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴, 𝘃𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗮𝗹 𝘀𝗲𝘅, 𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗮𝗽-𝗼𝗻𝘀

𝙒𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚? ⇒ 𝙈𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩

𝙟𝙤𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙧?

𝙗𝙪𝙮 𝙢𝙚 𝙖 𝙘𝙤𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙚?

You haven’t seen Lord Minci around the estate in a while.

In fact, it has been a long, long time since you’ve last seen him. And even now, you’re having trouble recalling what he looks like despite the fact that you’ve been working with this family for so long. But Lady Minci started telling you to call her Lady Lisa. And that as Lady Lisa’s most faithful and most obedient servant, you didn’t have to worry about silly things about where has her husband gone or answering to anyone else who holds a title above you.

  No, you just need to be able to lift your skirt and spread your legs whenever she asks. Just like she taught you. 

  She tells you that you don’t need to worry about the other maids and servants and butlers too. She tells you that they’re just jealous. Envious even. Of your beauty. Of your grace. Of the attention that she spares towards you. She tells you to ignore their whispers and glances. She tells you to avoid speaking to them. To avoid talking to them. And for the most part, you listen. Because why would Lady Lisa lie to you? Why would Lady Lisa try to hurt you? She wouldn’t. At least, you don't think she would. Now if you can just figure out why everyone’s eyes turn so sad when they look towards you. If you could just figure out why…

  But to you, it’s no matter. At least, Lady Lisa makes it so that it doesn’t matter. After all, she’s very kind to you. She smiles at you so gently. And she feeds you good food. She brushes your hair with pretty brushes. And she dresses you in fabulous clothes too. The ones that you see in those fancy shop mirrors on the days you’re sent to the market. The ones with the expensive fabrics and jewels and gems sewn in. The ones that glitter and shine in both the sun and the moonlight. And Lady Lisa tells you that you look so beautiful in them. That you look absolutely gorgeous. 

  She tells you those same exact words when she takes them off you and sits you down on the hard thing that stands up in her lap. The makes your breathing unsteady and parts your legs in a way that’s unladylike- even for someone of your status. But Lady Lisa says it’s okay as long as you do this for her and her alone. 

  So you do.

  This time it was a purple dress. It had frills and lace and a low, low neckline. The type of neckline that made you feel like one of those ladies of the night. One of the ladies who you know all the lords fall for. The ladies who are always at the center of a big, big scandal. You giggled as spun in the mirror for her, letting the dress fan out around you. And Lady Lisa said you looked so, so pretty when you smiled like that. And so you smiled even harder at the compliment, waiting patiently for instructions as she walked up to take off your dress. But instructions never came. 

  Because somewhere in her attempt to pull the dress off of you, she started pulling the dress down on you. Enough to expose your bosom to the cold air of this spare bedroom. But Lady Lisa said that was fine. She had even asked you if your bosom had grown since the last time she had dressed you. You shyly answered that you didn’t know, but as reached out to hold and grab and play with your chest, she said that she could have sworn that you’d gotten bigger, but there was only one way for her to know for certain. And when you asked what that way was, she didn’t respond. 

  She just leans down in front of you, took off your nipples between her lips, and sucked. 

  Oh, how you squirmed and squealed! Lady Lisa’s tongue always felt weird against your body. She always moved it so strongly- so boldly. And always on the most intimate parts of your body. You remember when she dragged it up on down across your torso. You remember when she pushed it into your mouth as she captured your lips in a heated kiss. You even remember the time that she decided to push her tongue past your lower lips. How she got mad whenever you’d try to move your weight off of her face. And how happy she was when you sprayed that clear liquid everywhere- including her face, her clothes, and those brand-new sheets on the bed she had you on. You apologize so, so many times. She only asked if you could try to do that again for her.

  But now, it’s not her tongue pressing past your lower lips. Rather it’s her fingers this time. They snuck down your body while your attention was captured by the way she suckled at your breast. But now your mind is jumping back and forth and up and down between the sensation of your nipple being sucked on and covered with slick, slick spit and the loud, loud noises that your most intimate parts make as Lady Lisa takes two of her fingers and curls them deep inside of you. And after a while, you start finding it hard to stand still as she makes your hips shift and move and jerk in that way only she knows how. You also start finding it hard to think as she pulls soft gasp after gasp from your lips. And soon enough- that odd feeling starts to grow inside you. That tightening cord. That deepening pit. It starts to grow. It starts to become too much.

  But suddenly, she stops. 

  It’s instinctual how you whine at the loss of pleasure. But Lady Lisa pays you no mind she pulls her fingers out of you and releases your now-sensitive nipple from her mouth. Instead, she just stands to her full height and gives you one of those gentle, gentle smiles before she starts to pull off her own dress. And sure enough, the familiar little toy is there. Standing loud and proud between her legs- held up by the harness that wraps around her hips and bottom. 

  At the sight of it, you swallow nervously. But you don’t need to say much as she takes you by the hips and guides you onto the bed. In fact, you know you don’t need to say anything to her at all. You just let her lead you to bed and let her lay you down. And she hovers above you for a moment. She leans down and kisses your lips. Letting her tongue slide against your bottom lip a few times before deepening it even further. And when she’s had enough of your lips, she moves down. Pressing her mouth against your cheek and your jaw and your chin and your neck. Once again, her hands move up to your bosom. And this time, she starts massaging your breasts and her lips make their way down the valley between your breasts. And then all the way down your stomach. And to the top of your mound. Before place a few lingering ones against that extra sensitive little button you hide between your legs. 

  But before you know it, she’s standing up again. Pulling you to the edge of the bed as she instructs you to spread your legs just a teensy bit wider for her. And your breath starts to hitch as she takes a step closer, and runs that hard, hard thing against your wet slit. Coating it with your love juices, as she calls them. 

  At the sound of your sharp breath, Lady Lisa spares you a glance. Her eyes were bright, and her gaze was electric. And that gentle smile of hers and an underlying emotion. One that you’re not sure of what you should call it. But one that reminds you all you need to is relax and not tighten up so much now that Lady Lisa is sliding that thing inside of your eager little hole and filling you up so nicely. One that reminds you that she likes it when you squeal and squirm and cry out when she starts to snap her hips all rough and fast inside of you. That she really likes it a lot. But most of all? It’s one that reminds you all you need is Lady Lisa in the end. 

  And all she needs is you and that pretty little body of yours too.

[hibischush]

Ik we’re months away from the month of October and spookiness. but could you please make one where s/o is a huge halloween enjoyer, and takes juniper, celine, march, hayden, and adeline to those really fun but scary haunted house rides? 🎃

Oh, never fear, my dear, for the spooky month of October is always near! 🦇 (well, 4 months. close enough). Halloween is my favorite time of the year, so I do not mind indulging in it early haha 🌺

Juniper

Juniper's appearance and occupation literally screams Halloween

After getting to know you, she jokes that you only got together because she is a sorceress

Juniper also quite enjoys Halloween since she can literally just go as herself and the townsfolk don't suspect anything

However, being in a relationship with you means she is forced into stepping her Halloween game up

You two are THE couple on Halloween

You both look fabulous in costumes and you both put a lot of time and care in costume design

And while Juniper loves when you compliment her and smother her in love, she absolutely loves showing you off on Halloween

(Because you can show her off any other day, right?)

Joking. She knows this is your day to shine based of how much you adore it

When it comes to the fun Halloween festivities like rides or haunted houses...

She's actually terrified of them

Of course she never tells you this, she has to keep her image up

But its also partly because she doesn't want you to worry about her when this day is so special to you

She'll act all tough going through a haunted house with you, but even you know that with the death grip she has on your arm that she's scared

She jumps, flinches, and will not hesitate to scream

If you are able to, she can and will jump into your arms

If you aren't able, she'll hide her face into your shoulder while holding onto you with great strength

Afterwards she enjoys the adrenaline high with you, and despite hating the actual going-through-the-attraction, she will continue to do it for years to come for you

Celine

Another Halloween Enthusiast

I hc that Celine like to make her own clothes

She 100% is crazy about making costumes

With you, that craziness is turned up to 1000%

You both spends days, even up to a week, preparing your costumes together at her cottage

You both make it a date and will talk and snack on treats she made while sewing

Couples costumes ✅✅✅

Since she enjoys gardening, she helps grow pumpkins and other autumn crops for the town's spooky decorations

Combined with your efforts, the town looks totally enchanted after you both help decorate

While Celine loves the aesthetics of autumn and "cute" spooky things, she does not enjoy being scared

That being said, she does not go out of her way to go on those intense rides

The most she'll do with you is a regular haunted house, but she'll have to hold your hand the entire time and won't look up from the ground

But that disappointment is made up for how much effort she puts in things like corn mazes and bobbing for apples

Literally you ain't never seen someone bob for apples quite like she does but you fall in love with her over and over again whenever you see her lmao

She loves the corn mazes too, even the ones with "spooky" things

"Haunted corn mazes and haunted houses are two very different things!"

It really just gives her an excuse to walk to you closer and maybe sneak off to give you a few smooches because you just look too dang good in that costume you made

March

Ah March. The resident hater

He's not that big of a fan of Halloween before you two met and began dating

But you indoctrinated him into the Halloween Lover's Club

March is still not nearly as passionate about Halloween as you are, but most of his enjoyment of the holiday is just seeing how much you enjoy it

Idk if movies exist in Mistria but March definitely would love watching horror movies with you

He would dress up with you, but he almost dresses, modestly?

Like not a bad costume, just decent

And it's not out of carelessness, he just wants you to be the one who shines

He really enjoys going on those intense haunted house rides with you!

Even though he's scared out of his mind (He tries not to show it) he loves the thrill of it

It makes him feel a lot better being there with you too

He's definitely the type to accidently punch a scare actor too LMAO

He's just trying to protect you he didn't mean it

March enjoys leaving the haunted house with you, the rush of relief is something unmatched, especially when holding hands with you

He just loves to look at you and see the wide, satisfied grin you have

At that point he'll have to pull you in to give you a gentle kiss on your forehead

He likes to eat caramel apples with you afterwards and maybe take a glass of spiced apple cider, too

Hayden

You though you were the biggest Halloween enjoyer? Hah

Hayden is insane with his love for Halloween

Your combined love for Halloween is what confirmed your soulmate status lol

Hayden goes all out with decorations, his costume, the vibes, the treats, and the scares

You two are going in and out of the most frightening attractions one by one like its no big deal

You two eat up getting scared

Side note, Hayden definitely laughs after being scared

He also loves to tease you if you do get scared

⬆️This often bites him in his ass because he will literally scream so loud if you sneakily tap his shoulder while walking through a haunted house

He is holding your hand the entire way through these attractions and would jokingly sweep you off your feet to "protect you" from the "bloodthirsty murder clowns"

He also loves the corn mazes and other things like bobbing for apples

Or sneaking kisses in at said corn maze

Basically just think about what you would do and Hayden is already five steps ahead and lovin' it

Adeline

Adeline is probably the only person who remains neutral about Halloween even after she begins to date you

Don't get me wrong, she will still respond warmly to you and your shenanigans and support you, but most of the festivities are just okay to her

With one large exception:

Adeline loves pumpkin carving

And she's crazy good at it

Like think Faberge egg type of intricate with her designs

She likes to set aside an evening where you two can carve pumpkins together near the fireplace in the manor, sipping on warm beverages and eating sweet treats

She thinks it's pretty fun to dress up with you, too, but her costumes are pretty tame compared to your extravagant costumes

She's hesitant to go into haunted houses but she'll go with you because she feels so safe with you

Adeline is hiding beside you most of the time

But after leaving she enjoys hearing about what parts of the haunted house you liked

She just likes listening to you, particularly if you're talking about your passions

Her favorite part about Halloween is being able to snuggle up to you in bed and hear you talk about everything the two of you saw and experienced that day, all the while thumbing the back of your hand lovingly

Y'know I was thinking while writing that it kinda seems weird to have those crazy haunted house rides in Mistria?? Like it doesn't make sense to have such modern engineering. Then I realized we can literally use magic in the game and all was resolved.

Also sorry if there are any spelling or grammar mistakes! It's later for me than usual while writing this and post-work brain sometimes can't comprehend English

[kaifougere666]

Pinwheeler siblings headcanons bc I'm bored

(drawing by me hehe)

● As stated in my Fender headcanons in a earlier post, they are both Algerian/french

● Genderfluid Fender 🛐 He is immune to gender dysphoria too

● both of them are pansexual

● They grew up in Algeria, moved to puerto rico and lived there most of their lives, then moved to brasil for a while and then went to France

● They speak French, a not that great Portuguese, Spanish and English

● Piper's fave song is bailando-paradisio (that song is just so good)

● Piper is around 15-16 yo and Fender is like, 23 yo

● Fender is a huge fan of the anime Kill me baby

● Fender likes to take accents for absolutely no reasons

● Piper is a huge legend of Zelda fan (especially twilight Princess)

● Fender likes the music of Gilberto Gil

Those headcanons now apply to my human AU (they were robots in this AU and got transformed into humans, they can go back to robots when they want also)

● Fender wear skirts very often in summer bc of how hot it is

● Piper def tried to wax her brother's legs.. Fender didn't feel so good after XD he'd much rather shave if he has to take off hair off of his legs.. but he prefer them hairy anyway (like his armpits)

● Fender has a great sense of fashion, Piper would def steal his clothes

● Piper dresses in a typical 2000s fashion, and Fender just rocks with any style tbh, masc or fem, as long as he look fabulous ✨️🙌

[dearausten]

jane austen heroines at the eras tour

(bc the spanish sale is tomorrow and i’m descending into madness so this is me manifesting🕯️)

- catherine is the biggest taylor stan out of all of them. she has a number 13 on her hand and glitter on her face. she tried to dress up as every era so her outfit is kind of messy but she’s absolutely the coolest dressed. she goes around giving EVERYONE friendship bracelets. her boyfriend henry was happy to tag along, he became a fan thanks to cathy and now they’re a swiftie power couple. eleanor is also there btw, she also likes taylor and loves to see henry and cathy blast to every song.

- emma woodhouse: she bought a VIP package for her and harriet. she’s gone full 1989 with her outfit and looks like she’s the one going to perform instead of taylor lmao. her tiktok live has 600K+ people. harriet’s outfit is a mix between debut and fearless bc she gives me those vibes idk.

- marianne and elinor: marianne absolutely dragged her sister to the show. she’s in her reputation era because i said so. she screams so loud she has all the karens complaining about her. elinor pretends she went against her will and only to babysit marianne, but she’s secretly amused and loves watching her sister have fun. also, she kinda loves evermore and folklore, and marianne eyes her when taylor sings august bc ‘he was never mine’, you weren’t mine to lose etc.

- lizzie: she loves taylor, she’s just low-key. she’s there with jane babysitting lydia and kitty, who are absolutely unhinged and scream at the top of their lungs for the whole three hours (they are so loud kids are kind of scared of them). bingley is ALSO there because he’s actually a huge fan and lizzie has to look away from them when taylor sings lover and tells them to get a room. her favorite album is midnights and you bet your ass she’s SCREAMING the lyrics to vigilante shit.

- anne is dressed with her folklore cardigan and the evermore braid and you can’t tell me otherwise. she cries silently during champagne problems and tolerate it (it reminds her of her family) but luckily fred is there to cheer her up. he went bc he knows anne is a big fan and actually tried to learn some of the lyrics. they both slow dance to lover and enchanted. taylor sang songs from debut as surprise songs and you can’t tell me anne doesn’t have that whole album memorized.

- fanny: oh fanny. she went alone because no one would go with her. luckily for her, she runs into one catherine morland and they exchange friendship bracelets. henry, eleanor and cathy adopt her and fanny has the time of her life. she also has a hard time during the folklore/evermore set, but when she sees cathy and henry having so much fun, she just can’t feel sad anymore. her outfit is very simple, but she lets cathy paint a number 13 on her cheek and spread glitter all over her and now she looks fabulous.

[bunbeeplays]

The Lemon Legacy: Generation 1, Chapter 34 - A Wedding With Pizzazz, Part 2

Miko: We’re not supposed to see each other until we walk down the aisle!

Penny: When have I ever cared about tradition? You’re more important to me than some lame superstition. You look absolutely stunning.

Miko: I mean, you do too, of course.

Miko: You’re wearing white. Why?

Penny: I know for a fact you’re not a virgin either, hon.

Miko: No no, I just mean… you hate wearing white.

Penny: Did you expect me to wear a dress made of peacock feathers on our wedding day? … Actually, don’t answer that.

Penny: I know I dress a little wild on the daily, but today is about celebrating us, Mimi. I wanted to match my beautiful wife.

Miko: Oh, sweetie.

Penny: We’re a team. A united front. We both get to shine today, and for the rest of our lives.

Penny: I don’t ever want to hear you doubt how much I love you ever again, do you understand me?

Miko: I-I…

Penny: I have lived a blessed, amazing, fabulous life, and the best damn thing that ever happened in it was meeting you. You’re the most kind, selfless, and positive person I have ever met. You’ve celebrated my highs and picked me up during my lows. You were there for me when all my fake ass Simstagram friends never were. If I kept listing what I see in you we’ll miss the whole damn wedding.

Penny: I love you, Miko. And you know when I love something, I love it to the max. I’m the one who asked you to marry me, y’know. You’re never getting rid of me. Deal with it.

Miko: I love you too, baby.

Miko: Oh Watcher, I feel like a mess

Penny: A beautiful mess.

Miko: I’ll go see if the makeup artist can help me freshen up.

Penny: I'll be right behind you in a second, Mimi.

Ophelia: How much did you hear?

Penny: Enough. Thank you for being there for Miko. She struggles with her self-esteem a lot, and that PlumBright piece didn't help. Despite everything that’s happened, it’s nice to know there are still decent Sims out there. Needless to say, the band will be getting a big tip tonight.

Ophelia: I didn’t come find Miko or say that stuff because I was worried I wouldn't get paid or tipped.

Penny: I know. That’s why you’re getting it.

Penny: Let’s keep in touch. You have my personal number, but I'll send you my business contact info later. I like you, and that’s a rare thing to actually mean in my line of work. I don’t have a ton of music connections but you’ll be the first person I call when someone asks.

Ophelia: That's so sweet, thank you!

Penny: You got dragged because of me, I owe you something.

Ophelia: Hey, friends stick by each other through thick and thin. And like the article said, I'm your talentless friend!

Penny: What more could a tacky, self-obsessed girl ask for?

It's not so lovey-dovey up in the Laurents' office.

Tiff: You can’t blame me for Ty’s work!

Hilary: There’s no way he would have known most of that without you telling him.

Tiff: Anyone could tell that those women are total disasters!

Hilary: Enough! Your disrespect has been tolerated for far too long, but you will not disrespect my clients and their privacy. Penny and Miko no longer feel comfortable having you participate in the wedding, and I don’t feel comfortable having you as an employee. You’re fired.

Tiff: You can’t be serious!

Hilary: You have been given several chances to curb your attitude. You failed every single time. Security will escort you off site.

Tiff: Forget it. I’m out of here. You’ll regret this, Hilary.

Hilary: Goodbye, Tiffany.

As Ophelia walks back inside to ready herself before her performance at the reception, she's unfortunate enough to run into Tiff, who can't even be escorted away by security with any humility.

Tiff: I hope you’re happy. You and your friends may have won the battle, but this war is far from over.

Ophelia: This wasn’t a battle. You’ve been the only one fighting and you fought so hard you gave yourself a black eye!

Tiff: You’ll see! YOU'LL ALL SEE!

Hilary: I apologize for my former employee’s behavior. I hate to ask this of you, but would you be willing to fill in on the violin? Anaya will cover Tiff’s portion, you would just accompany with Alice.

Ophelia: I know the song. I’ve got this.

The violin trio starts the processional song, along with Moses on the piano. It's go-time.

Penny: Last chance to bail.

Miko: And give up having the last name Pizzazz? You're dreaming, sweetie.

Penny: That's my girl.

It's now or never. Let's do this!

You may now kiss the bride!

Penny and Miko Pizzazz walk back up the aisle, feeling more in love than ever before. The hate, the panic, the chaos of the past 24 hours didn't matter.

This feeling is what they'll remember in their elder years.

[cilldaracailin]

I Was Born To Love You

Hello my Tumblr Lovely's

Here is the last part to this Robyn and Taron story. I will be back with another one in the future. I an currently writing it and as soon as its done I will post it.

Thanks so much for the love and comments

Suze xx

15

“For the two of us, home isn't a place. It is a person. And we are finally home.”

Taron took his hands from Robyn’s pockets and grinned towards his stylist. “Well Stella, you have impeccable timing as always. I thought you were not coming until four.”

“Taron it is four.”

Robyn looked to her watch. “It is actually three fifty three.” She corrected. “You are seven minutes early.”

The stylist, dressed in a gold pleated long skirt and white sleeveless blouse walked towards them. “Better early than late I always say and seven minutes? Not a lot of time.”

Robyn chuckled. “Seven minutes is plenty of time, believe me.” She loved the rose blush that quickly filled Taron’s cheeks. “But I guess we should let you in seeing as how you are here. It would be rude to leave you in the hallway.”

“Robyn Quinn I have missed you.” Stella stepped over to her to hug her tightly, kissing both cheeks. “A tan suits you so well. You look fabulous.”

“Thank you Stella. It is always lovely to see you too.”

Taron took the card key from his pocket and opened their hotel room door, holding it to let them in. “No Miles today?” He asked.

“Oh Miles is here and Millie.” She informed him as she walked into the room. “They are getting the bits from the car. Now, let me take a proper look at the two of you.” Once they had the door closed, they stood together, Stella walking around them both. “That is going Taron.” She said with a disapproving look, gently cupping his chin.

“Can’t some of it stay?” Robyn asked hopefully.

Stella shook her head. “Absolutely not. It may not be Taron’s red carpet but it is still a red-carpet event and a clean save is essential for a red-carpet.”

Taron lightly laughed on hearing Robyn’s sigh. He was used to those words by his stylist and knew she would always insist on a clean shave for an appearance. Robyn definitely loved his much scruffier look and he had enjoyed not having to shave for the last few days.

“You both look wonderful and that new love glow definitely suits the two of you.” She walked around them once more. “Two hours? What was I thinking. Nearly not enough time to get you ready. Right, Robyn go and sit at the make-up table, Taron in the seats by the window.” There were four quick raps on the hotel room door and Stella walked over to open it. “Come in, come in.” She called and Miles and Millie walked in, Miles carrying two garment bags while Milie pulled a case behind her. “And why are you both still standing? Shoo!” She gave the couple a little push with a smile.

“Do I get to see what my outfit is?” Robyn asked, her eyes on the garment bag which was hung up on the outside of the wardrobe door.

“Doubting me Miss Quinn?” Stella asked her arms folding over her chest.

“Never.” Robyn answered quickly. “But I would like to know what I have gotten myself into.”

Stella’s grin grew. “Taron has a suit.”

“Well I didn’t think he was going to be squeezed into a backless dress.” Robyn joked. “And me?” She asked a little worried. “It’s not another backless dress, is it?”

Stella shook her head. “Not for a few years.” She replied. “I always style my clients in something different each time and never repeat the same look for at least two years so no backless dress this time.” She walked over and picked up one of the garment bags. “I do believe the last time I saw you, I promised you a pants suit.”

“A pants suit!” Robyn’s eyes lit up. “Really?”

“Of sorts.” She placed the garment bag on the bed and zipped it open, taking out the item of clothing inside. “I picked this stunning pale pink colour, knowing you were going to have this gorgeous tan which would suit it perfectly and it is more of a jumpsuit then a pants suit.” Stella laid the jumpsuit on the bed. “Wide trouser legs with a fitted waist, it has a sweetheart neck line which I know suits you so well and the thin spaghetti straps keep it up, so you don’t have to worry about invisible tape.” Stella winked.

“It’s beautiful.” Robyn ran her hand down the trousers leg, the material a gorgeous soft satin.

“I knew you would like it.”

“You always get it right.”

“And if I didn’t I would be terrible at my job. I have paired it with some simple open toe heels and I really need to ask you now about tan lines.” Her face turned serious. “Because if you have bikini tan lines, I am walking out of this room now and will never style you again.”

Robyn laughed and shook her head, hearing Taron chuckle beside her. “Not even one on my back Stella so you don’t have to worry.” The stylist rose an eyebrow her way. “I hate an obvious tan line. Some are not avoidable but others, very easily so.” Robyn replied to her look of doubt. “See.” She pulled at the v neck of her t-shirt bringing her bra strap with her. “Not one in sight.”

“You are a dream!” Stella exclaimed. “I had another dress just in case but I desperately wanted you to wear this.”

“This is perfect.”

“I agree.” Taron said. “On both counts. The tan lines and the jump suit but maybe I can have a peak at what I have to wear too?”

Stella turned to Taron. “Mr Egerton, do you have any tan lines that I need to be weary of?”

“None that should stop me wearing whatever is in that bag.”

Stella gave his cheeks a playful pinch and after hanging Robyn’s outfit up, took down Taron’s bag. “A suit.” She confirmed as she opened the bag. “Dark grey trousers and waistcoat to match, a pale pink shirt which matches Robyn’s outfit and a darker pink tie. I left the jacket off as the weather is a little warm.”

Taron nodded with a little smile. “It’s perfect Stella. Thank you. As always, you get it right.”

“Of course I do!” She beamed. “Now, enough chit chat. We have a red-carpet to get ready for.” She ushered Taron to the chair at the window, leading Robyn to the chair at the make-up table. Standing behind her, she ran her hands through the Irish woman’s hair. “I am thinking an up style tonight. Last time it was curled and down. Maybe a side plait?”

Robyn nodded. “I love a plait.”

“And make up, not much needed at all. You Miss Quinn, are golden already with this sun tan.”

Her words made Robyn’s smile grow wider. “It will last about a week and then fade.”

“Then we had better show it off to the world.”

Stella distracted herself getting set up with pallets and brushes, placing them all on the table in front of the mirror, Robyn watching Taron’s reflection as Miles covered his shoulders in a black cloak. She knew exactly what it was for and her heart sank a little at the thought of his clean-shaven jaw and while she loved Taron with stubble or no stubble, she just wanted to have one more kiss with him before it was gone. On her feet quickly, ignoring Stella’s calls of protest, she walked over to him and grabbed his hand, yanking him up from the chair, his face in surprise.

“Robyn…” His voice was drowned out by Stella’s which was then drowned out by Robyn’s.

“I need two of my seven minutes.” She said firmly opening the bathroom door and giving Taron a push inside. “Maybe three.” She winked to Stella, closing the door behind her.

Taron’s smile was stunning, his eyes bright in the lights of the bathroom. “You are terrible Miss Quinn.”

Robyn pulled on his cloak, making him step closer to her. “I need one more kiss before you are red carpet ready.”

Four minutes later, Robyn sat back on her chair, shrugging at the stylist. “I took liberalities and an extra minute.”

Stella gently took her chin in her hands. “So much for no make-up Robyn. I now have some red marks to cover up but you may have saved me from picking a lipstick. You must stay put. I only have one hour and forty-five minutes now.”

“I won’t move.” She replied but her eyes were locked on Taron’s as he smirked at her in the refection of the glass mirror. “Not a peep either.”

Satisfied when Robyn zipped her lips, Stella nodded towards Millie, who came over to start on Robyn’s hair, while at the window, Miles was starting the process of Taron’s shave.

Exactly one hour and forty-four minutes later, Stella added one last spritz of hair spray to Robyn’s hair, then brushing some invisible specks from Taron’s shoulders, stood back to admire the couple. “First appearance together as a couple?” She asked.

“First one.” Taron confirmed as he held out his phone to her. “Would you? I am sure Robyn has a space she needs to fill on her photo wall.”

Stella snapped a quick photo of Robyn’s smile at Taron as he looked sideways at her, before she made them pose over and over, the phone ringing in her hand stopping her.

“That’s our ride.” He said taking the phone from Stella and answering the call.

“You two go and have fun. We will clean up here and it will be like we never step foot in the place.”

Robyn gave Stella a tight hug, despite her protests of creasing her jumpsuit and once she had her clutch and double checked it for what she needed to bring, took Taron’s hand and they made their way out of the hotel and into the blacked-out car.

“I don’t have to do any interviews cariad.” Taron said as they were a block away from the theatre. “A photo or two and then done.”

“Sounds perfect.” 

“Then we can just go inside and find our seats. Hugh made sure we had ones right in the centre of the theatre.”

“Sounds even better.”

“The perfect view and optimum position for singing along.” He chuckled.

“There will be none of that.” Robyn blushed. “There was plenty earlier on.”

“Robyn…” Taron turned in his seat to look at her. “Really? No singing? You?”

She gently gave his thigh a poke. “Ok maybe quiet singing.” She turned to him so she could fix his tie. He looked very handsome in his waistcoat and pink shirt, his jaw smooth, his hair neatly gelled back.

Taron laughed at her. “Quiet singing indeed.” He kissed her temple, his lips lingering on her skin. “Love you.”

“Love you too.” She replied as the car stopped.

They had already decided as they travelled to New York on the plane, that they were just going to be themselves, and hold hands and let whatever happens happen. They had such luck with the media over the last year, they felt no need to hide anything when they were in public, knowing at some point, photos were going to be posted and questions were going to be asked, so getting out of the car, Taron held his hand out for Robyn and didn’t let go until they posed for a photo in front of the RENT sign, his hand slipping around her waist instead. Many photos were taken as they stood together and Robyn’s hand tickling his side, made his smile last longer than his patience for the constant calling of his names, their pace easy as they strolled towards the entrance of the theatre.

In their seats, Robyn was buzzing with excitement and the performance did not let her down. The cast were phenomenal in every way possible and she told Hugh so when they went backstage to congratulate him, still on a high as they got back to the hotel a few hours later. She kicked off her shoes and threw herself onto the bed, grinning as Taron copied her, his tie long gone and top buttons of his shirt open. She snuggled into him, her right hand gently stroking his left jaw.

“Best night.” She whispered.

“It was pretty great.” He agreed, his left hand running around her back slowly.

“So tomorrow I get to plan everything right?”

“Robyn…” He lightly tickled her side. “Yes tomorrow you can plan everything and we will go the ticket booth to see if we can get to another show.” He giggled as she lifted her body so she could place little kisses all over his face. “I guess that’s a yes then?”

They blended into the busy streets of New York the next day, no one paying them any attention at all and even when the photos appeared online of them hand in hand together at the opening night of Rent, Taron didn’t feel the usual guilt and nerves that came when their picture appeared on social media. Instead, his stomach turned with butterflies and a beautiful feeling of love for the woman who made the smile permanent on his face. Lindsey had given him a quick call about the photos and gossip and rumours online, surprised at how calm her usual panicked Taron was, telling Lindsey that he was ok with it all, asking her opinion about posting a photo on his own social media.

“It’s a beautiful photo, love.” Tina told him, two days later when her son and Robyn sat in her kitchen in Aberystwyth, catching up with each other.

“It’s the first one we ever took with each other.” Taron explained to his mam, his hand reaching for Robyn’s hand across the table. “It just felt like the right one, and the right time.”

He hadn’t even thought twice about it, asking Robyn if she was ok with his photo. Her kiss told him everything he needed to know and as she started to pack up their cases to leave New York, Taron sat on the bed and thought long and hard about the words he wanted under the photo. He had typed up an essay before he erased every word and wrote ‘My best friend, my love, my cariad’ under the photo instead. He still cringed at how bruised his face was in the picture, the black eye and steri-strips on head his head a reminder of how they met, what they had been through and how far they had come and how much love and respect he had for Robyn. It was why he wanted to post the photo. To let the world know before the speculation started, to stop hiding and to trust in what he had with Robyn. Pressing ‘done’, the photo uploaded in an instant and the comments came in even quicker.

“And the comments have been really lovely to read.” Robyn said avoiding Taron’s eye and looking to Tina. “The fans have been so nice and the photos from New York…”

“Where you both looked fabulous as always.” Tina interrupted, ignoring her son’s eye roll.

Robyn chuckled at his face, giving his hand a squeeze which she was still holding. “The photos from New York were fabulous.” She agreed. “And hopefully any future appearances will be just as positive.”

“I am sure they will Robyn.” Tina comforted. “You two have had this connection and understanding with the media since you met and together you two, as corny as it sounds, you can do anything.”

A little shy smile filled Robyn’s lips, while Taron’s cheeks blushed slightly, both saved from giving an answer when Mari rang into the kitchen.

“Robyn, you promised me the next time and now is the next time so can we please practise together?” She held up the tin whistle.

Getting to her feet, Robyn leaned into given Taron’s temple a kiss. “We will take it outside. Don’t tell your mam everything we did on holiday.” She winked leaving hand in hand with Mari.

Taron watched until she out of his eye line, a little sigh leaving his lips, turning to look at his mother who was beaming at him. “Ah mam, stop it.”

“Stop what.”

“That! That look. It’s just Robyn.”

“Well love when you get that look from your face, I will get the one from mine.” She covered his two hands with her own. “Have I told you how much I adore her?”

Taron shook his head. “Only three times since I got home.”

Tina laughed. “So how was it? And contrary to what Robyn suggested, I want all the details.”

“It was the most perfect holiday.” His smile grew. “To get that time together and alone was everything and more.”

“And the 7/11?” Tina cautiously asked.

Taron’s eyes closed and he felt his mam’s grip on his hands tighten. “It was horribly terrifying but such a weight has been lifted from both our shoulders. I feel like we can actually move on now.”

“And you went swimming, in the pool.”

Taron shook his head with a grin. “It was a holiday of complete healing.”

“And you and Robyn?”

“Mam…”

“What? I am your mother. It is my right to ask and know and be nosey.”

Taron leaned in to kiss her cheek, his arms wrapping around her for a hug. “She is the most beautiful person inside and out and I am the luckiest man in the world to have her in my life and her love and I do not want her to go on Sunday.”

Tina hugged her son tight, feeling his body sag a little. “The distance is always hard love, you have known that from the first time you said goodbye to her, and of course this time will be much more emotional but the love you two have for each other will always be strong enough to see you through and I am sure you will have another visit planned before you know it.”

Taron nodded into his mam’s shoulder. “I know, I know.”

Tina took her hands from his back and as he left the hug, placed them on his cheeks. “You have always managed to see each other and you still will and each time will be even more special.”

“Thanks mam.”

Tina placed a kiss on his forehead. “Anytime.”

“Mam I did it!” Mari came running into the kitchen. “I played the song and I played it with no mistakes.” Robyn was strolling after her, Rosie by her side.

“Well of course you did.” Tina beamed, giving her daughter a hug. “You have the best teacher.”

“I wouldn’t say that.” Robyn replied. “She knew most of it herself. A few tricks along the way helped her out.” She stood beside Taron, her hand on his shoulder. “She’ll be a pro soon.”

“So are you two going to stay for dinner or do you have plans for the evening?” Tina asked.

“We would love to stay for dinner.” Robyn answered, Taron’s concentration engrossed in his phone. “It would be nice to have a family catch up.”

“Love?” Tina rapped the table in front of her son. “Anyone home?”

Taron looked up from his phone, to see four faces staring at him. “Oh sorry. Elton was messaging me.”

“Dinner, tonight?” Tina asked, ignoring his words about Elton.

Taron looked over his shoulder to Robyn. “I have already accepted the invite.”

“Perfect.” Looking to his mother, he nodded. “Please.”

“Great.” She sighed as her son’s attention was in his phone again. “Taron…”

He looked up and bit his lip. “Sorry, sorry. I was just…” His phone dinged and he looked down, then turning his chair to Robyn. “So, any plans for October?” He asked. “Because, we have been invited to Elton’s AID’s foundation party and this time, he wants to make sure you can come for the whole weekend and is giving ample notice.”

Robyn’s smile grew. “Date?”

“October 6thth.”

“Tell him I would love to.”

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Both Queens look so happy that is nice to see. But those dresses! The blue cape thing especially awful.

Max's is better by far and she has the innate talent of looking fabulous in the absolute worst things haha

It is nice, the European royals all seem to be such good friends and I really wish we'd have more UK/European state visits like they seem to have frequently. It's not a lot of travel, it would be nice to have some quick 2/3 day visits like Catherine did to Denmark not long ago (although she and William seem to get on quite well with the scandi heirs, I suppose it's because they're all a very similar age)

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Episode 3: “I Know Where I’m Going” / “The Resurrectionists”

I’ve slept for about two hours, so it’s episode 3 liveblog time! Spoilers under the cut.

- Goob gets his own hand-stencilled mug and hot chocolate powder. What a life.

- The mysterious Mrs Sandwich...! I know nothing about her whatsoever, and I still don’t.

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- When Muriel sits down with the box visible over their shoulder, it feels less like they might see it and more like it’s watching them. I think the box itself is a good deal more important than any characters seem to be aware of.

- And now Aziraphale and Crowley have left Muriel alone with the box. HMM.

- “I don’t know how you lot have managed to stay in charge all this time.” “I’m not sure we have, have we?”

- “That’s how you lot measure miracles? How many times you could have brought someone back from the dead?”

- (Re. Nina and Maggie) “One fabulous kiss and we’re good” HMMMM. Something tells me Crowley is going to attempt one fabulous kiss himself and things afterwards will decidedly not be good.

- What was Muriel going to say about humans falling in love? They started to say, “Oh yes, especially -” gesturing back into the bookshop, and then Crowley finished the sentence for them. Especially what, Muriel? What opinions can you have already formed? Did you read all of Pride & Prejudice in the last three minutes?

- Crowley is so whipped it is actually embarrassing for him. Anyone less nice than Aziraphale would tease him about this until he disintegrated.

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- Number of people meddling in Nina’s love life in first three episodes: Aziraphale + Crowley + Maggie  + Mrs Sandwich + Muriel = 5. She is the world’s foremost meddled-with woman.

- AZIRAPHALE DRIVES WORSE THAN CROWLEY THIS IS NOT A DRILL

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- I realise that Aziraphale is very English (as am I), but it was still jarring to hear him pronounce it “A - Zed - Fell”. I have to admit A Zee Fell flows much better.

- Did. Did Aziraphale just shoot a dirty look at Crowley because he described Gabriel as beautiful. Guys. You cannot both be jealous of the same terrible man. No-one has ever been less of a romantic threat to your relationship.

- So far, in all the scenes set in the past, Crowley has been having a whale of a time, while Aziraphale slinks along miserably under the weight of one moral crisis after another. Meanwhile, in the present, Aziraphale is darting around absolutely having the time of his life while Crowley sulks and fumes in the background.

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- Aziraphale gets to pick the tunes, and he immediately goes for Danse Macabre. Neither of them are beating the goth allegations.

- Ooh, Crowley taking over the radio and twisting it just like Hell used to do to him.

- The yellow Bentley: perfect no notes.

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- Beelzebub seems surprised that Hell has no news about Gabriel. Admittedly that’s a dent in the theory that they want Aziraphale and Crowley to successfully hide him.

- Aw. Beez is having an emotional crisis. And confiding in a random demon about it. And not punishing him. You’re in charge, Bzzbzz. If you want people to have more job satisfaction in Hell, the change starts with you.

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- My Best Games Of Chess. That is definitely a book that Gabriel can get nothing out of besides demonstrations about gravity.

- Crowley carefully carrying armfuls of books around the shop, only to toss them over his shoulder when he loses focus. He’s as much of a menace as Jim.

- Is this the most dressed-down we’ve ever seen Crowley? It’s a good look, tbh. Very slinky.

- Are those. Elbow slits. To show off his elbows. ?

- Crowley. My dear one. Please stop saying “Vavoom”. Even Jim is mocking you now.

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- This is a contender for being the worst thing Aziraphale’s ever done. Just. Piously, obliviously cruel. Didn’t undo any of the ‘wickedness’ Elspeth committed that night, just ensured she wouldn’t get paid for it. I expected her to splash him with a good dollop of pickled herring-corpse soup.

- Ohhh we’re acknowledging that only Crowley is capable of stopping time. I’m prepared to wait patiently for an explanation of why he and only he has that power.

- Aziraphale won me back by tearfully rocking the jar with the tumour in. He just loves so much, and he lives surrounded by mayflies.

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- OK this is a lot of clues all at once!! The publican mistook Gabriel for a mason (why a mason specifically??), and assumed so was the person he was with. And of the two of them, Gabriel was the most memorable. Who’s that going to be then? Not Beelzebub, surely? The Metatron, perhaps??

- When I paused the video, the notes on Amazon say re. the jukebox, ‘This is a Multi-Horn High-Fidelity Record player. Another definition of fidelity is “degree of exactness with which something is copied or reproduced”.’ So, Nice And Accurate, then?

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- The laudanum is sold by “C.M.O.T. Dibbler”. Haha, nice.

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- Crowley what in the world is this Alice in Wonderland shit.

- David Tennant is doing his utmost, but I cannot handle the cringiness of laudanum-drunk Crowley, I’m sorry. This is like “ETERNITAAAAAAAAY” on crack.

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- Oh noooo oh myyy they’re walking along and Aziraphale has his arm around Crowley’s waist hellllp this is cute as all get out you guys stoppp I mean it

- Oop there he goes.

- “And then I never saw Crowley again (for many many years)” ERM. Oh God. That’s a bring-down. How. How long did Hell torture Crowley for this. ...Is this minisode set before the Victorian holy water scene in S1. Is it. ???

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- I LOVE Aziraphale sweetly and with great prepossession handling himself like a boss around skinheads. Yeah he has nothing to fear from Mr NO RECEPTS. I wish good things for the grindr guy, though.

- All he’s doing is calling Crowley? No selfie with the Gabriel statue?

- Considering it was the whole point of this Edinburgh excursion, Aziraphale has been MISERABLE at bringing back clues. He didn’t ask anything useful about the jukebox or about the statue. This was basically just a nice holiday for the Bentley.

- He is the MOST cute though. His little face. <333

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- Nina. How can you resist Maggie’s beautiful blue eyes.

- “Did they vavoom?” No Goob. They vavoomn’t.

- EEP, the one-two punch of Gabriel doing a creepy possession speech and Shax banging on the window got me. Whose voice was that underlying Gabriel’s? It didn’t sound like God - it was American and female, but different to anyone we’ve heard so far, I think. Tempests? A Leviathan reference, maybe...? We haven’t seen any weird weather so far except caused by Crowley. And God and Satan in the Job episode.

- The shot where Gabriel’s eyes go back to normal *chef’s kiss*

- The thing about Shax, is that even though she is an antagonist, she is completely honest and straight-up about everything she’s doing. There is no manipulation here. She is not just honest about her actions, but her limitations, too. She freely acknowledges she can’t enter the bookshop. (Or fix the boiler!) I still find it quite endearing.

- Also. Is Shax a vampire???

- Another puzzle piece about Beelzebub... after being told by another demon earlier in the episode that there was no new intel about Gabriel, Shax turns up with the apparent news that Beelzebub knows Gabriel is in the bookshop. Either Shax is bluffing (which she doesn’t seem capable of doing), or... Beelzebub is lying to other demons but letting Shax into their confidence. Not all the way in, I imagine, but more than Demon Bob or whatever he was called.

- Oh god. Crowley being so protective of Aziraphale, and at the same time so fatalistic. “It’s always too late.” That’s the third time he says “too late” this episode, and it’s clearly a reference to the time it always is in Hell. I guess it makes no difference having the ability to stop time, if it’s already too late.

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- Bagpipes theme song is another winner.

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General thoughts... I wasn’t really feeling this minisode, to be totally honest. I found it a bit cartoony. I think I prefer when Crowley and/or Aziraphale drive the action rather than tagging along behind someone. I greatly enjoyed the bits set in the present day, though.

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It represents the artistic capture of essence and intimacy of femininity. These sessions are usually staged in a casual, relaxed setting that opens up a softer, sensual aspect of the person. The best part about boudoir photography? There's no need to be a supermodel to enjoy it: it's for anyone who seeks empowerment and beauty in the camera lens.

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For an expectant mother, a boudoir approach could make the pregnant beauty something celebrated, and maternity photography near me can help celebrate those moments. Intimate sessions tend to bring about the glow and roundness of pregnancy in a woman's body so she can feel great about how she's changing while creating keepsakes priceless. Photographing these moments not only celebrates your journey into motherhood but also makes you see yourself in different light-a light which empowers you.

Preparations for Your Boudoir Shoot

Once you have finally chosen the perfect photographer for your session and have confirmed the date, preparation is going to be the thing that really allows you to make the most of your experience. Here are a few things to consider:

1. Carefully select your outfits; choose those that make you feel absolutely amazing. Is it fancy lingerie or just something even more casual? Wear whatever makes you feel confident, such as that favorite oversized sweater.

2. Indulge yourself: On the eve of the shoot, treat yourself to a day of pampering. Make sure to get your nails done, a fresh hairstyling, or a lovely facial that will bring your best features onto the camera.

3. Communicate: Be open with your photographer about your comfort levels, insecurities, and expectations. Together, you can create a vision that reflects your true beauty.

4. Relax and Enjoy: Just remember this is about you. Don't rush around, be sure to absorb the ambience and, most of all, have a good time!

Celebrate Your Beauty

More than taking beautiful photos, this is a chance to celebrate your beauty, tell your story, and live as yourself. You might have interest in glamour photography, bridal photography, or even maternity sessions, but the fact that you could capture such memories leaves you feeling empowered and inspired.

Now, if you are ready to get into full appreciation of the self, then start seeking "boudoir photography near me" today on this beautiful journey of loving the self and expressing it to you deserve it!

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Festive Flair: Amplify Your Diwali Look with the Perfect Handbag

With Diwali marking its arrival, the enthusiasm to go on a festive shopping spree begins to build up. Be it pretty dresses or quirky accessories, it is the season when everyone wants to look their absolute best at the joy. And what better way to complete your look than the right handbag? Be it Diwali parties, family gatherings, or even the office before the festival begins, a stylish handbag remains an essential accessory to your formal wardrobe and works well.

Best handbags for women this Diwali

The festive season calls for many more varieties for women while they try to select the correct handbag. Holidays are all about blending in with tradition and modern style, and that's what your handbag should be like. Whether it is a delicate evening cracker for a Diwali party or a great shopping tote, choosing a handbag to complement your festive outfit is vital.

Great bags with elegance and functionality must be in your books to easily move from office to Diwali celebrations. Seek those bags that are in festive tones, gold, or maroon, or classic blam, among others, so that subtle Diwali glams may be added to your everyday work look.

Get your hands on the best deals and buy handbags online 

Buying the perfect handbag during Diwali from the Internet has several advantages. Online stores come with their festive discounts, which makes it easier for people to find the perfect style or budget for a flawless bag. Conversely, nobody can imagine the kind of variety available on-line-from classic embroidery to up-graded leather. Thus you are able to get that perfect handbag matching with your Diwali outfit without the hassle of a crowded market.

Stay trendy with in vogue handbags for women

Diwali is also the time to experiment with your style, and the latest fashionable handbags for women are perfect to do just that. This festive season, you shall find the most colorful, metallic finishes and many novel designs in handbags to complement both ethnic and contemporary outfits. Whether you are adorning the traditional sarees or sporty the contemporary fusion outfits, trendy handbags for women will enable them to hit the top at the time of the celebration

Handbag to complete your sleek Diwali look

Let this Diwali be that ideal touch to your entire look with a handbag. May it be a handbag for office on the busy festival days or a stylish clutch for an evening celebration, the right handbag will take your style up as soon as you get everything in it. Shopping handbag online will give you all options at one place and most of the festival deals, too, thus making it a win-win situation.

Celebrate Diwali in style with the perfect handbag, one that not only fits the festive season but makes your festive outfit look absolutely fabulous!

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Introduction

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