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kerryshifts · 2 months ago

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I’D RATHER GET HIGH FASHION,

that girl reading a book next to sofia coppola? oh, that’s kerry colt.

kerrylyn magnolia colt (born 24 october 2003) is an italian and albanian actress, singer and philosopher. born to luxury brand ‘paradiso’ owner roselyn paradis and owner of luxury car company ‘carvaya’ elia colt, and with martin scorsese as a godfather, she began her acting career in major film as a co-star lolita (2016) and later on pursued a career as a singer with her rock band, their debut album being detention diaries (2019). she also appeared on some of her mother’s fashion runaways, the most known are: paradiso 2020 spring collection & 2023 autumn collection.

in 2022, colt starred in the critically acclaimed film drama saint joan dir. by christopher nolan, winning her first oscar as best actess in a leading role, and making her the youngest female academy award of that category, at only nineteen.

EARLY LIFE.

kerrylyn magnolia colt was born on october 24, 2003, at the gemelli university hospital, to billionaires roselyn paradis and elia colt. her godfather is martin scorsese, who colt later on says ‘is the man that introduced her to cinema’ and the one who told her to follow her own path instead of doing what her parents wanted her to do. on her father’s side, colt is italian, while on her mother’s side, she is of albanian descendants, even if colt claims to have a love-and-hate relationship with that part of her lineage.

when she was three years of age, her parents made the decision to move from rome to new york city, where kerrylyn colt grew up alongside her childhood best friend and self-proclaimed cousin, james potter. her penthouse in manhattan is known by the public as the luxury 80s dream so many people aspire to have. as a child, she often watched films directed by family-friends and barbie movies, and thanks to scorsese, she secretly started having acting lessons. colt later on says that her parents wanted her to use her privilege to do something more important in life instead of acting.

colt first attended the edelrose academy in manhattan from age to 12 until graduation at 17, where she was very popular. her circle was made of the children of some of the most affluent families of europe and united states. since her birth, she has been the subject of tabloid and media reporting, including birthdays, attendance at society events, and reviews of her fashion choices; and this resulted into the public speculating on her friendships and personal romantic interests. at age 16, colt was on covers of magazines who explained in detail her outfit choices, and gossiping about her complicated relationship with the most beloved students at edelrose academy, now writer and director, regulus black.

as a teenager, colt said that the social-media apps such as tumblr made her open her interests in numerous things. at age 15 she anonymously started a blog about spirituality, astrology, showing her love for stevie nicks, lana del rey, nirvana and david bowie, and philosophy; she has said that people seemed interested in reading her takes on death and the universe, (and her humor), so she started researching more, and more, about the meanings of everything. here’s a later-found post of her tumblr when she was still anonymous, before deactivating, and later on used as one of her lyrics:

we are souls with a body not the contrary.

after her first acting role at twelve years old, colt later on says that her parents were very disappointed in her for choosing that career, and, just out of spite, colt lied to her headmaster at edelrose academy and said that her parents were okay with her being part of the edelrose-project-short series baby directed by luca guadagnino, as a lead actress in the role of ludovica. years later, her parents still wonder how the fake documents looked so real.

after graduating at the edelrose academy at 17, colt proceeded with an higher education at the new york academy as a philosophy student, and after completing her advanced studies, becoming a philosopher-scolar.

CAREER.

colt, controversially, made her acting debut in 2016 with a major role in the thriller and psychological horror film lolita. in 2018 she started another major scandal by acting as co-star in the edelrose acting project baby, and almost got everyone involved with the project sued by her parents. in 2019, at age 16, colt began her modeling career as a brand ambassador for the fashion house paradiso. as an act of rebellion against her mother, colt found a way to have a partnership with miu miu, who’s founder had historically a hateful relationship with paradiso’s founder. colt has also modeled for the brands on runways and in numerous fashion magazines, including vogue, glamour, elle, harper’s bazaar, wonderland, love, madame figaro, w, and v.

in the same year, colt and her alternative rock/grunge/desert rock band THE INKSTAINS, signed under the geffen records, made their debut album detention diaries with their producers; dan nigro, jack endino and butch vig. five of their songs peaked number 1 on the billboard hot 100 charts, and surpassed 1 billion streams on spotify. their single my killer became a world-wide sensation. at the v mas, they won: video of the year, best new artist, best rock. while at the grammys, they won: best rock album. during early 2020 they started their ESCAPE TOUR.

in 2020, at age 17, colt had a leading role in the film unholy, dir. by sofia coppola. for her performance in the film, colt was nominated and won the screen actors guild award in outstanding performance by female actress in a leading role. in the same year, she closed the show for the paradiso spring collection runaway.

in 2021 colt got the lead female role in the movie badlands, alongside austin butler as lead male role. colt was nominated and won the marcello mastroianni award. later that year, she dropped her second rock album under the inkstains, rust&ruin, who performed even better than the debut and later on started the IRONWORLDTOUR.

everything changed for colt in 2022, at only 19 years of age. she got casted as lead female role in the movie saint joan, dir. by christopher nolan, and this being her very first taste of respect in hollywood. she won a BAFTA award for best actress in a leading role, and SAG award for outstanding performance by a female actor in a leading role, and academy award for best leading actress. ‘so, uhm, what the fuck’ the famous words of kerrylyn colt with the oscar in her hands.

she reunited with director sofia coppola in 2023 for the shakespeare adaptation romeo & juliet, and later that year lisa frankenstein directed by anna biller. months later, colt stated that lisa frankenstein was her favourite movie she had ever been in.

in 2024, colt starred as ellen hutter, a young woman traumatized by the vampire count orlok, in robert eggers’ gothic horror film nosferatu. terming it a ‘transfixing performance’ the hollywood reporter's david rooney added that "the movie belongs to colt, whose performance is a revelation". nominated for her second academy award, she later that night lost.

in the same year, at age twenty-one, colt got casted alongside some of big & new stars in the industry, for the fantasy tv show mélusine’s ballad. after the success of game of thrones, everyone was looking for a new fantasy adaptation that was about to shape pop culture once again; and directors robert eggers, guillermo del toro, peter jackson & regulus black listened. from 2024 to 2030, colt worked on this masterpiece that got her many emmys. during that summer, THE INKSTAINS released their third studio album. dirtunderglitters and later on started their world tour.

filmography.

discography.

public imagine. (coming soon!)

PERSONAL LIFE.

colt is trilingual in english, italian and albanian, and has italian, albanian and U.S.and citizenship. she has been known by the public since she was younger as the rebellious daughter, not surprising anyone once she started her career as a rockstar. before revealing herself on her tumblr account, colt has been using instagram on-and-off since 2018, gaining a cult following.

even if very private about her personal life, gossip magazines and paparazzi never failed to catch her partying and breaking the rules with her now band members.

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royal-hair · 4 months ago

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SWEDEN - Peter Hägelstam, Johan Hellström and Matthias Lavesson

I will start with Peter Hägelstam, who has been the hairdresser of Queen Silvia for more than 40 years, him and Johan Hellström are the owners of Björn Axén, and both took on the task of styling also Crown Princess Victoria and Princess Madeleine.

Thank to the recent release of the book "Björn Axén – Haute Coiffure" and the round of interviews and podcasts, Peter has been giving a little insight behind the scenes of the updos we all love. Like how he clears his schedule when the Queen calls or that they do have a hairdresser station in the palace for him and his team to work his magic.

Peter Hägelstam is behind most of Queen Silvia's Nobel looks (apart from her regular tiara hair), even my absolute fave, 1991's Silvia with red orchids in her hair (he assisted Björn Axén on it).

According to Peter, they plan the hair so it interacts with the dress, if the dress is big and has volume, the hair is also big and with volume. The hair must be a continuation of the tiara, so his hairstyles are always well integrated in an harmonious styling. Peter also talks about how this Nobel looks fixes the wearer's posture, as they tend to have their back strighter so the hair don't come undone with all the movement.

Silvia and Victoria like to wear jewelry on their updos, so that an apparently simple updo, can be elevated with a little bling.

He also talked about some tricks like after doing a bun and just before applying haispray one last time, they pull a bit the hair so it has a little bit of more body, or about why Madeleine is the best with he hair down, not my words, just Peter's:

"If there is anyone who can wear her hair down with full control, it is Princess Madeleine. She has the ability to move carefully so that the hair does not move. An open hairstyle demands a lot from the hairdresser and this time it was Ring Ljung who received that honor. He is fantastic at working in layers. You don't spray everything into one unit, but the hair is a little articulated while still staying in place."

And you all would think, how much time do they spend doing the hair? Because one would think that this kind of intricate work would take a few hours, but that's far from the truth, because according to Peter, there has been times where doing Silvia's hair took a whooping 20 minutes. Maybe hair pieces and extensions facilitate his work and shorten the time, but even when asked about it, he doesn't confirm nor deny that they use them, he just talk about a little bit of help after Silvia cut her hair short and that sometimes, the hair needs a little rest. So in Royal Hair talk it is a yes, but we'll keep his secret.

Peter was also asked about Victoria's hair being always in a bun. He says that Victoria is the most conservative and less adventurous with the hair, and while I don't agree with him I get where he's coming from as in recent years the style is always a variant of a bun.

Victoria prefers her hair out of the face so her features are showcased, and she also has that preference because she has curly hair and as a person on the curly side, I know that the weather can change drastically your hairdo, so that's why she mostly wears a safe hairstyle to not worry about how she's looking. But what Peter also says is that privately Victoria does wear her hair down often! In this blog I always celebrated like a wedding announcement when Victoria wore her hair down, and all I ask is to have more of those days because the looks stunning like in her 10th wedding anniversary photos.

If you want to see how Peter works, he gave a tutorial on tiara hair in 2020 when SVT released a documentary about the swedish tiaras, just go to around the minute 20 and you'll see:

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(@tiaramania I remember us being so excited about this when it was released hahaha)

Lastly, I don't want to forget about Sofia's hairdresser Matthias Lavesson, we don't have as much information about him like Peter Hägelstam as Sofia's time as a royal is just 10 years.

Matthias was trained by Peter himself, so it's not surprising that Sofia chose him as her hairdresser.

He was the man behind the beautiful updo with the black ribbon flowers in 2023 and that should not be a shock as he's also a head piece maker, so if we combine his two talents, all we get is combos like the ponytail with a huge ribbon headband on Julian's christening or a few headpieces on the opening of the Parliament:

As I said, there's not so much information on him and how he worked specifically with Sofia, I just found one interview where he talks about tips and products he uses (that's the last link if you want to read it). But what we do have is a testament of his work with Sofia's appearances.

Sources: x x x x x x x x

#royal hairdressers #swedish royal family #queen silvia #crown princess victoria #princess sofia #Björn Axén #Peter Hägelstam #Johan Hellström #Matthias Lavesson #sweden

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logansargeantsbabymom · 1 year ago

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Wide Awake

Lewis Hamilton x Fem!Wolff!Reader

Warnings: Cursing, Self-Doubt, age-gap (reader is 22), slight smut (just fingering) , oh and slight orgasm denial.

(SOFIA IS A RANDOM GIRL I MADE UP!)

A/N: This was supposed to just be a one off thing but I kept writing and writing and I'm 99% sure that no one wants to read a 25k worded chapter only for it to BARELY get to the whole point/plot of the fic. so there's going to be another chapter (3 at max)

(Also I promise Too Good To Say Goodbye 7 is coming but I was hyper fixated on trying to finish this which isn't happening ) 🫶🏽😊

Follow my instagram account (THATS STRICTLY FOR THIS BLOG) for updates on when i post and fun stuff like that!

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My dad’s always warned me about getting involved with the drivers. He told me that they’re all too young, naive and that all they’ll be good for is breaking my heart. For the longest time, I believed him. I’ve seen the way some of these young drivers were with girls.

Max cheating on Sofia with Kelly, Lando talking to 3 girls at once and George, well George hasn’t done anything. Point is, I’ve seen how they are and I don’t want to get with one of the young drivers only to have my heart ripped out. AGAIN.

I secretly dated one of the hottest drivers, Charles Leclerc for about 2 months. All was going well we were happy, we had secret dates and maybe I thought he was the one.

That was until one day In Monaco when I showed up to the paddock for Free Practice 1 & 2 I saw him hand-in-hand with Alexandra Saint Mleux. When I saw them together and I realized everything she had that I didn’t. She was at taller than me, skinnier, gorgeous, had flawless skin and had a modeling career. In other words, she was a goddess.

Seeing them together broke my heart and all I wanted to do was curl into a ball and sob, but I couldn’t. My dad warned me about the young drivers but I still went behind his back and did the exact opposite of what he told me not to do. I deserved this.

I had made a beeline for the Mercedes garage just to get out of the public eye but I was so focused on getting as far away from Charles and Alexandra as possible that I hadn’t noticed I was running straight into someone.

I hit this person's body with such force I almost went flying back and I reached my hands out in front of me to try and grab anything for stability and at the same time I felt two hands on either sides of my waist trying to balance me.

I was feeling so many different emotions right now I couldn't even think straight, clearly. I was so angry at Charles for cheating on me even if weren’t technically even dating, sadness because I actually thought Charles was actually capable of loving me, and full fledged embarrassment because I just ran full on into someone thinking about how Charles just ruined my life. And my makeup.

I looked up to face the person I just ran into and tried to profusely apologize for my actions, but when I looked up tho I was met with the most gorgeous brown eyes I’ve ever seen in my entire life. I wanted to stare into his eyes forever but in the half a second it took me to look up I also realized who it was that I ran into.

The 7x WDC Lewis Hamilton.

Even more embarrassment coated my face as I realized that not only did I just bump into someone while trying so hard not to have a mental breakdown but I ran into the Lewis Hamilton, my dad's best and most loved driver. “Oh my gosh Lewis, I’m so sorry! I wasn’t watching where I was going and I really didn’t mean to run into you. Please don’t tell my dad” Honestly, it sounded pathetic. ‘Don’t tell my dad’? what are you, 12?

I stared at him in silence for about all of 2 seconds which felt like an eternity until I saw his lips curled up into a smile and heard a small chuckle come from him. “I won’t tell your dad, cross my heart” Lewis said while making an ‘X’ motion over his chest “Who are you running from? I feel like maybe I'm obligated to know since you ran right into me trying to avoid them?”

My face fell in shock. How did he know I was trying to avoid someone? I mean it wasn't rocket science, if I saw a random girl running to an isolated area with tears streaming down her face, I too am going to assume she's avoiding someone. “I- Uh, Well. See”

“It’s okay, Y/N/N, I’m not going to tell anyone. You also don’t have to tell me if you don't want to but I’m willing to help you avoid them if you do.” Lewis said as he placed a hand on my cheek.

I’ve always found comfort in Lewis’ touch. Actually, I’ve always felt comfort whenever I was in the same room as Lewis. Something about his Aura screamed ‘You’re safe with me’

As much as I wanted to, I knew there was no point in lying because one thing about Lewis is that could read people like a book. Including me. With a long, loud and dramatic dragged out sigh I reluctantly told him the truth.

“I was seeing Charles behind my father’s back for about 2 months, everything was going well and I actually kinda thought he was my person but I just now saw him hand-in-hand and all cuddly with Alexandra.” Tears sprung in my eyes and threatened to fall as I recounted what I saw a few minutes prior to Lewis.

He had a sympathetic look in his face and I could tell he genuinely felt bad for me. The hand Lewis once briefly had on my face had moved down to grab my hand before he whispered, "How about this: Tomorrow we wear almost matching outfits and we come back here also hand-in-hand. We'd be together all day and we'll be cuddly too. You know, just to make Charles jealous and regret cheating on you."

Lewis was always putting people's well-being ahead of his and it made a shy smile creep onto my face. As much as I want to, maybe I shouldn't read too much into this though, he's probably just being nice to me to stay in my father's good graces.

"Lewis," I whispered as I placed my hand on his cheek "You don't have to be nice to me because I'm your boss's daughter"

he looked a bit hurt by my accusations. "Is that why you think I'm doing this?" his hand squeezed mine a little tighter.

"Why else would you, Lewis?" his hands came up to cup my face forcing me to look at him.

"Because Y/N/N, I-" he paused, almost like he was trying to find the right words to use. "I think you're the most beautiful woman in the world. I've seen you sneaking around with Charles and it took so much in me not to go over there and tear you away from him, to show him that you're mine. I know I'm older than you but I'm wiser and I'll treat you better than he can." My jaw dropped, there's no way that Lewis Hamilton, a 7x WDC is head over heels in love with me, right?

"Lew, I-" a voice interrupted me, turning my body into stone and my blood into ice.

"Y/N!" I knew that voice anywhere and if he saw the moment that me and Lewis just shared, we were both dead.

"Dad! Hi!" I tried to sound enthusiastic but I was so flushed from Lewis' confession.

"My baby," His hands cupped my face inspecting the red all over "Are you okay?"

"Oh yeah, I'm fine, I'm just hot. You know how the sun is in Monaco." I said with a shrug, trying to change the subject

"Oh you have to go in the AC! Lewis," my dad turned to face Lewis who was already facing in our direction

"Yes, Toto?" he said as he cocked his brow.

"I need you to take my darling girl inside. She has a condition where she can't sweat which causes her to overheat and pass out. I am too busy with this race and getting everything perfect to be worrying about my daughter having a heat stroke."

"Oh, jeez, thanks dad. Just send Lewis to do everything for you" I said in a playful tone

"Of course Toto, I'll take her in right now." Lewis said as he walked over to me and linked his arms with mine.

Lewis started guiding me through the garage and to his driver's room where he opened the door and gestured me in. Once inside he closed the door before facing me with unsure eyes.

"What's wrong Lew?" I said as I cautiously walked over to him.

"What were you going to say before Toto cut you off?" his voice so low, I almost didn't hear what he said.

"I was going to say," I stopped right in front of him, our chests were touching. We were so close I could feel his breath against my skin. "I think that you have to prove what you said about treating me better than how Charles did."

Lewis grabbed my face and pulled me into a searing kiss, our tongues fought for dominance but his won. Lewis picked me up and sat on his couch with me on his lap so I was straddling him all without breaking the kiss.

His hands found their rightful place on my hips and applied pressure forcing my hips down as I rocked my hips to apply more force against his hardening cock.

"Mmm, you taste so good. I can only imagine how much better you taste when I'm eating your pussy." Lewis mumbled against my lips as his hands went just a little bit lower to stop at the elastic of my leggings. I guided Lewis' hands under the fabric to release some of the tension building in my core.

He understood what I needed and quickly started to run his middle finger up and down my fold, collecting all my juices before inserting it in my pussy. Lewis slowly moved his finger in and out of my hole while using his thumb to rub circles on my clit. His movements were slow and sensual bringing me closer and closer to my orgasm. I started rocking my hips into his palm to add more friction to my core and to chase my orgasm which I really needed right now. I was just about to go over the edge until a knock at the door quickly halted both of our movements and caused Lewis to yank his hand out of me leaving me without finishing.

"Mate, FP2 starts in 15. They need us by our cars now" The voice of George could be heard from he other side of the door.

“Oh fuck me” I grunted as I pulled myself off of Lewis’ lap

“Trust me, I was planning on it” He said with a smirk on his face as his hand came to rest on my ass before giving it a smack.

Lewis poked his head out of the door to make sure no one would see us leave, after the all clear we quickly rushed out of his room, both of us going in opposite directions as to not get caught.

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The next day I heard a knock at my hotel door at the early hours of 6:00am. With a grunt I pulled myself out of the comfort of my warm and cozy bed and made my way to the door. Whoever was interrupting my beauty sleep was going to get a mouthful, I’ll tell you that.

“Do you know what time it is?!” I whisper yelled as I opened the door, not even bothering to look through the peephole to see who I would be yelling at. And boy do I really wish I did look because I was met with the tall, beautiful, muscular frame of Lewis Hamilton.

“Woah honey, I told you we were going to the paddock together. We need matching outfits” Lewis said while looking at me up and down "Do you by any chance have a matching Tommy Hilfiger set?"

"No?" I said, a little nervous

"Perfect, I bought you one that matches mine so put this on" Lewis said as he handed me a bag of 4 different sets.

"Lewis, there's four sets in here. Which am I wearing?" I said I let him in my room and watched as he took a seat on my bed right were I was once peacefully sleeping.

"Wear whichever one you want and I'll match it. I didn't know which of those four you'd like so I bought them all." My heart fluttered a bit at his confession.

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When Lewis and I pulled up to the race and got out of the car, we walked to the entrance hand-in-hand.

Charles and Alexandra were the first people to spot us and I took notice on how Charles dropped Alexandra's hand. When I saw that I squeezed Lewis' hand and leaned into him to tell him

"Lew, it's working. He dropped Alexandra's hand" I said with a smirk on my face.

"Wanna give them a show?" I cocked my brow at what he was suggesting but reluctantly nodded my head.

Without thinking twice, Lewis pulled me into a kiss, his hand finding their place to rest on my ass while mine traveled to the back of his neck to pull him deeper into the kiss.

I heard a strings of words which I'm assuming were curse words before I heard faint shuffles of feet echoing away from where me and Lewis were stood. Faint footsteps weren't the only thing we heard because next thing you know we heard clicks of camera shutters.

I pulled away from him with a horrified look on my face.

"Lewis! My dad might see those!" I don't think I was ever more scared in my life than I was in that moment. My dad can't know that I'm sneaking behind his back with Lewis. Well technically this is the second day of this 'sneaking around' but still, he doesn't know."

"Do you want to be with me Y/N/N?" He said dead serious while interlocking our hands

"Yes"

"So you shouldn't care about the pictures and your dad's opinion. Not everyone is going to accept our relationship but that doesn't matter because this relationship is between us. Not them"

"I need FP3 and Qualifying to end ASAP because I so badly want to suck your cock."

“I’m holding you to that” Lewis said as he swatted my ass. Surely the press people got photos of that and when those get out. I’m gonna have a fun conversation with my dad

It took us about 15 minutes to get the Mercedes Hospitality area because of all the fans asking for pictures, Press asking questions and other drivers asking what Lewis thinks he’s doing going out with me.

I almost took offense to that but quickly realized that they didn’t mean it in a rude way but more as a ‘you better be careful because if you break her heart, Toto will never resign you to Mercedes’ type of way.

When we entered, we were met with the angry eyes of my father.

“Lewis.” He said stern, fingers pinching the bridge of his nose “what are you doing with my daughter?!”

“Sir,” Lewis started but my dad cut him off

“Y/N/N, I told you not to go off with the drivers!” His voice raised, not too loud to be classified as yelling but a couple octaves louder than how it was before

“Actually, you said no messing around with the younger drivers. Lewis is older and more wise” I said as I grasped Lewis’ hand tighter.

“What are your intentions with my daughter?”

“Well sir, I intend to give your daughter the best life I can give her, I want to take her everywhere with me, I want to spoil her, I want to have her move in with me, I want to be her husband and I want her to be the mother of my kids.” Lewis squeezed my hand as he said that last sentence.

I never thought about being a mother, I never felt like it was an obligation of mine. I never thought that I wanted kids but hearing Lewis admit to my dad that he wanted me to be the mother of his kids sparked something in me. Lewis made me realize that deep down, I longed to be a mom and now I wasn’t going to be happy if I wasn’t.

“I will kill you if you break her heart.” My dad stated as he stared in Lewis’ eyes as if to try and intimidate him.

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It's not the best but I promise the plot is to die for!

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linopls · 2 years ago

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kinktober day fourteen

orgasm denial felix x fem!reader warning: SMUT MINORS DNI. use of sex toys, bondage-ish, sir kink (kinda) 0.4k words

you tug at the restraints that are holding your arms above your head and try to close your legs, but felix’s strong hold on your thighs have you moving nowhere. felix is face-to-face with your cunt, holding your favorite vibrator to your sensitive bud. he’s been keeping the toy on the lowest setting and bringing you to the point where you are just about to spill over the edge before abruptly pulling it away and stopping the oncoming orgasm.

“what number was that, love?” felix asks, looking at your flushed face through his fluttering eyelashes.

“f-five? six?” you whisper unsurely.

“did you lose count?” felix lifts his head to look directly in your eyes. his eyes are full of lust and his eyebrows furrowed in frustration.

you had sent your boyfriend some scandalous pictures while you knew he was at the studio working with his members. he opened the pictures unknowing of what they were and two of his members saw them and teased him the whole night. he came stomping into your apartment and tied you to your own bed frame with his own belt and began taking his anger out on your. he got to ruin you ten times, each one for each “slutty picture” you sent to him.

“i’m sorry!” you cry out as felix cranks the toy to the highest setting and places it back on your clit.

felix sighs, “i guess we have to start over then, hm?”

you lay your head back on the headboard as moans, whimpers, and cries pour from your mouth. you try to squirm out of felix’s grip but he’s stronger than you are at the moment. when you both play wrestle you are usually able to wiggle free from his strongest holds, but he has all your limbs going numb with the extended sexual torture and his muscular arms are wrapped firmly around your thighs.

“sir, sir,” you whine. “please can i cum? please?”

felix laughs and teases one of his fingers at your entrance. you squirm at his gentle touch as he pushes the finger into your wet hole. you try to move your hips down to feel more of him but felix’s arms are wrapped so tightly around your thighs you can move.

“stop trying to move, you aren’t getting anywhere,” felix hisses.

you feel yourself reaching your high and clench around felix’s finger, trying to feel more of him. but before you can release, felix pulls the vibrator and his finger away from you and you feel your orgasm fade for the millionth time that night.

“count, baby,” felix commands.

“o-one,” you whisper.

felix smiles and you swear all the pent up anger you have for him goes away in that moment.

“good girl, only nine more to go.”

the mix of soft dom but also hard 🥴

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ice-man-goes-bwoah · 3 months ago

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Christmas movie marathon||Dad!checo Perez x mom!reader

Summary— there’s no way to close out the perfect Christmas Day then a movie marathon with the family

A/n- another old fic form me old blog

The living room was a picture of holiday perfection. Twinkling string lights wrapped around the Christmas tree cast a warm glow, their reflections dancing on the ornaments that you and the kids had hung just days earlier. The scent of fresh pine mingled with the lingering aroma of the evening’s peppermint hot chocolate, and the faint hum of holiday music from the kitchen radio provided a backdrop to the crackle of the fireplace.

Sergio was stretched out on the couch, dressed in a cozy sweater and flannel pajama pants. His hair was slightly tousled, a testament to a long but rewarding day spent playing outside in the snow with the kids. Your youngest son, barely old enough to form full sentences, had already given in to sleep, his tiny body curled against Sergio’s chest as his hand softly rubbed his back in rhythmic circles.

You were tucked under his other arm, your head resting against his shoulder. Your middle child Sofìa was pressed to his side, her blanket pulled up to her chin as her wide eyes followed Rudolph’s red nose flickering on the TV screen. In your lap, your oldest Luca clutched his stuffed Rudolph toy, his face alight with the wonder that only came during the holidays.

“Why does Rudolph’s nose shine like that?” Sofìa whispered, breaking the comfortable silence in the room. Her voice was soft but full of curiosity.

Sergio smiled, his thumb absentmindedly brushing over the soft fabric of your sweater. “Because he’s special,” he said, his voice low but warm. “Sometimes, the things that make us different are the things that make us great.”

You glanced up at him, your heart swelling at the way he always seemed to know just what to say. Moments like this—seeing him not as the fast-paced, always-traveling racing driver but as the patient and loving father and husband—were the ones you cherished most.

As the familiar ending credits of Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer began to roll, your youngest stirred slightly in his sleep, letting out a tiny sigh before settling back into Sergio’s chest. He adjusted his hold on him, his movements so gentle that it was clear this wasn’t the first time he’d had to master the art of not waking a sleeping child.

“Can we watch another one?” your oldest asked, his voice barely louder than a whisper as he hugged the stuffed Rudolph closer.

“Please?” your middle child added, her wide eyes darting between you and Sergio.

You laughed softly, reaching over to tuck the blanket around their shoulders. “Alright, but just one more. Then it’s straight to bed.”

“Frosty the Snowman!” your middle child declared, her energy momentarily revived at the thought of seeing the cheerful snowman again.

Sergio grinned, carefully shifting your youngest to lay across his lap before grabbing the remote to queue up the next movie. The opening notes of “Frosty the Snowman” filled the room, and both kids let out squeals of delight.

“I love this part,” Luca whispered as Frosty sprang to life, his jovial “Happy Birthday!” ringing out on the screen.

As the story unfolded, you found yourself marveling at the scene around you. Sergio’s free hand was laced with yours, his thumb brushing over the back of your hand absentmindedly. The kids’ laughter rang out in perfect harmony with Frosty’s antics, and the soft crackle of the fireplace completed the idyllic picture.

When the credits rolled and Sofia immediately piped up with, “Can we do one more? The Year Without a Santa Claus this time?” you exchanged a glance with Sergio.

“One more,” he relented, chuckling softly at the enthusiastic cheers that followed. “But after that, we’re all heading to bed. Even me.”

As the kids settled back into their spots, Sergio leaned closer to you, pressing a kiss to your temple. “I think this is my favorite part of the holidays,” he murmured, his voice low enough that only you could hear.

You smiled, squeezing his hand as the Heat Miser and Snow Miser burst onto the screen, their catchy song drawing laughter from the kids. “Mine too,” you whispered, your heart full to the brim with love for this little family of yours.

The night stretched on, the room filled with warmth, laughter, and the magic of Christmas.

#f1 x reader #formula one imagine #formula one x reader #formula one x you #formula one x y/n #checo perez fluff #checo perez one shot #checo perez x reader #sergio checo perez #sergio perez #sergio checo pérez #checo perez

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ilona2nerrie · 1 month ago

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Superbat: Mer au: part eight.

‘Clark loves Bruce. Bruce glows.’

People who are tagged:

@jojos-mundane-adventure

@ancientdreams-in-a-modernland

@pettitneko

@random-generated-name

@sofia-gosth-blog

Parts before this:

Part one linked: Clark finds himself a friend. Bruce finds himself a meal ticket.

Chapter Two: Clark almost gets caught. Bruce tries to communicate with him.

Part three linked: Bruce shows off his pup and Clark learns to communicate.

Chapter Four: Clark meets the family. Bruce needs a nap.

Part five linked: Bruce is gone. Clark has to find a pup, and Jason gets netted.

Chapter Six: Bruce starts to heal, Clark is firm about his family.

part seven linked: Clark has some explaining to do. Bruce struggles with feelings.

Wally west: Striped marlin

(This is one of the fasted fish in the world! From the same family as Barry’s one, but this one is a bit slower. Still top five fasted in the whole world! I thought of it for this character and look at those stripes. So cute!)

Bart Allen: Black marlin

(I think this one works for him, one of the fastest in the world, is in the same fish family as Wally and Barry, and if this picture is anything to go by, adorable.)

Enjoy your read!

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With his arm wrapped around Bruce, the two drifted in the current. Bruce lay on his chest as Clark floated in the waters, feeling himself doze off to the soft, swaying rocking current. Bruce flashed softly, and it was softer than normal. It was a bit less bright than his normal ones. And he was clearly relaxed when he did this soft light.

Clark watched him doze off, threading his fingers softly through the other’s hair as he floated, the currently softly drifting them along.

“We should probably get back to my place.” Clark murmured softly.

“Your kids have been alone a while.”

Bruce clicked, still on Clark’s chest but nodding slightly. Clark stroked his cheek before cupping it lightly.

“Bruce?”

Bruce gave Clark his attention, flashing to tell him to keep talking.

“Remember when you actually said my name? When I found you?”

Bruce nodded slightly, looking at Clark.

“I didn’t know you could even talk till then.” Clark murmured. He wrapped a few strands of Bruce’s hair around his finger, giving him a smile.

“It was the most beautiful thing I’ve ever heard.”

Bruce’s soft flashing turned a shade brighter at his clear statement, he opens his mouth slightly and tilted his head.

“Mhm.” Clark hummed, looking up to the sky. “I never want to go without that again. Without you.”

He looked down at Bruce, tucking some hair behind his ear and giving him a soft smile.

“I don’t want to ever stop being with you Bruce.”

Bruce actually fully lit up. His tail, which had been flashing stated that way, but small circular like patterns traced his torso going up him and down his arms to dots on his fingers. From his collar bone and up they turned into more wispy markings, switching up. On his face there were small lines under his eyes that glowed, along with multiple others around his face. And they glowed a soft blue.

Clark’s mouth fell open slightly, as he traced the others now present marks. His touch was reverent, and worshiping as he took it in. Taking in the normally invisible hidden bioluminescence under the night sky before pulling Bruce higher up him.

He booped his nose against Bruce’s, before closing his eyes and turning his head slightly, muzzling his cheek again Bruce’s temple, sliding his eyes and watching the soft blue light dance behind his eyelids. He tilted his head a bit more, so his cheek rested against Bruce’s soft hair, the cool feeling settling him.

Clark open his eyes slightly, just looking over Bruce as he stroked his lower back area, running his fingers over some of the blue glowing lines a small smile gracing his face.

“I can’t wait to get to know you,” Clark murmured while his eyer met Bruce’s.

“Bruce? Would you like to be my boyfriend?”

Bruce looked up at Clark, ears going slightly pink. He did nod though, before unsmiling Clark’s chin and inserting his head underneath Clarks chin as Clark’s hand rested on the side of Bruce’s head, scratching his scalp. “that’s good.” Clark murmured, “I’d have to try not to be too embarrassed as you said no.”

And so, the two floated for a while, before Clark took Bruce’s hand and led him back to the apart mint, tucking the kids into bed before taking Bruce to his own room. When Bruce was in Clark wrapped his hands around Bruce’s waist and pulled him onto the bed while the water swirled around him. Bruce initiated his full body glow as a kind of highlight for Clark as Bruce slept, letting Clark find comfort in him.

And Clark couldn’t have been happier.

#bruce wayne #batman #clark kent #superman #mer au #mer diana #mer batman #mer clark kent #mer clark #mer superman #mer bruce wayne #mer bruce #mer superbat #superbat #au #clark x bruce #clark kent x bruce wayne #bruce wayne x clark kent

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bleep-bloop-boo · 3 months ago

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☆ hi!! im honey!! tho im always open to ANY nickname!! ★ gerbil!! to @fairyycoffin & @i-eat-grass ★ Honey Honeyington!! as declared by @graysonhawthorneswife ☆ she/her pleasee ☆ i am a minor so pls be respectful (NO NSFW PLEASE!!) ☆ PST timezone!! yes, i am a california gurl whos very ✨magical✨ DNI: NSFW blogs, porn blogs, bot accounts INTERACT IF YOU DARE: homophobes, transphobes, radfems, zionists, racists, trump supporters (my inclusivity and pride will make you barf 😊)

omg!! hi!! i havent updated my intro post in like a yearr, its wildd here's my old intro post!! its so chaotic and messy and just a yappicino AND I LOVE IT check it out if you wanna!!

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maybejj · 4 months ago

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FRACTURED TIES PART 11

► masterlist◄

social media au, 18+ mdni

pairings: jj x kook!reader, rafe x kook!sofia

warnings: swearing, mentions of blood (once),

summary: By the time Charlotte Langley was 24, she was a proud mom of two sons, Rafe and JJ. While the two boys had different dads, that didn’t stop her from raising them together and teaching them that a blended family could still be a family. The two boys grew up inseparable, always looking out for the other. Life was perfect. But when Rafe turned 7 and JJ was barely 5, Charlotte found out she had a fast growing cancer. The death of the boys’ mother sent the town reeling and what use to be a happy blended family was no more. Ward cut off all contact with the Maybanks and Luke followed suit. Without their mother there to bridge the gap, the brothers grew up resenting the other. Now the two brothers constantly face off in Kildare’s motocross races, the one thing they still share from their childhood. It’s also starting to piss Rafe off that JJ keeps eyeing his childhood best friend. Two brothers. One island. Here we go.

Part 12

Notes: kicking my feet and giggling so bad rn. i have too much fun writing this story. forever loving rafe & readers friendship as well. let me know your thoughts/theories/concerns! 🧡

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floral-incantation · 3 months ago

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Is the Sofia the First fandom… slipping away?

This fandom means the world to me. It’s more than just a place to share art or ships—it’s where I found friends, laughter, and a little corner of magic in the chaos of everyday life. But lately, the tags feel quieter. The Discord servers that used to buzz with chatter about Amber’s sharp wit or James’s clumsy charm now feel almost empty, like a castle after the celebrations have ended.

I miss the interactions with everyone. The late-night Discord chats that turned into mini celebrations whenever someone shared a new theory about Miranda’s past or posted another meme about Baileywick’s quiet heroism. I miss seeing the tags filled with debates over Amber’s redeeming moments, or people sharing how much James’s antics made them laugh. Those moments felt special because they brought us all together, and I really do miss that warmth and excitement.

I know people are busy, and things naturally fade—fandoms aren’t immune to time. Life happens, priorities change, friendships can drift. Still, the suddenness with which people disappeared and the way some friends blocked me without warning has left a kind of ache I never expected. Sometimes I wonder what happened—was it something I did or didn’t do? There haven’t been explanations, just the silence that settled in its place. Their absence feels like cracks running through stained glass: the colors are still beautiful, but the pieces don’t fit the same way anymore.

I’m not trying to center this on myself, though I know I’m sharing how it feels from here. I just want to speak for everyone who has ever felt that chill, who has come back to the tags and found less and less of the community that used to be there. This fandom isn’t just my story; it’s ours. It’s built on all the voices and friendships and wild ideas that made the Sofia the First world shine beyond the screen.

I’ve been doing everything I can to keep that spark alive. I post whatever I can—fan theories, edits, thoughts about the characters, anything that might help reawaken the connection we used to have. But sometimes I worry I’m just shouting into the void. Am I using the right tags? Is #sofiathefirst enough? Should I be adding more, like #amberofenchancia or #jamesdisasterprince, to reach the people who still care? Maybe my posts just aren’t reaching anyone anymore, lost in the flow of bigger fandoms and endless feeds. I honestly don’t know. I just want this space to feel alive again.

That’s why I created @floral-incantation—not to be a ship blog, but to add something new and fresh to the fandom. She’s an OC inspired by all the things I love about Sofia’s world. I hoped she could be a small spark, weaving together Amber’s golden fire and James’s wild sincerity, a gentle reminder that even as things get quieter, there are new stories waiting to be told. My hope was that this would give us, together, another reason to share, to interact, to imagine again instead of letting the silence win.

But sometimes, even that feels like tending a garden no one visits anymore. I think about the friends who once messaged about their favorite episode or who came up with wild alternate universe ideas late at night. I wonder if they’ll ever wander back through this garden, or if I’m just one voice in an empty kingdom. The blocks still sting.

The loneliness is real, and so is the longing for the kind of community that made this fandom so special.

I don’t want to go back in time—I want the Sofia the First fandom to be real now, for all of us. I want those connections back, the laughter, the chaos, the messiness, and 5 that made this feel like a family, even for just a little while. I want the tags to be filled with inside jokes, new memories, and shared appreciation for a show and a community that deserved so much more.

So if you’re still here—if you feel even a piece of this—please, say something. Reblog, reply, send an ask about your favorite episode, your wildest headcanon, a moment when the fandom made you smile. Tag a friend you miss. Let’s remind each other that this corner of the internet still has magic left in it. Let’s show that the Sofia the First fandom is still here, still together, and still worth holding on to.

Because without all of us—without the friendships and creativity and kindness—this isn’t really a fandom anymore. It’s just a story waiting to be forgotten. And I’m not ready to let that happen.

#sofia the first #stf fandom #amber of enchancia #james of enchancia #reverseenchancia #@floral-incantation #missing my friends #fandom grief #lonley in the fandom #am i using enough tags #Let's bring the magic back

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imahgined · 6 months ago

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the rosy blog project - episode 2:

꒰ঌ pt. 2 on how we made 2024 actually feel like 2014 ໒꒱

hey there, honeybear! ໒꒰ྀིᵔ ᵕ ᵔ ꒱ྀི১

i loved doing this series so much, i literally couldn't end the year without writing even more ways our beloved rosy blog era got its way into 2024. you can check out part one here!

༊࿐ ⊹ ˚. my take on how we made 2024 really feel like 2014, part 2

| section 2: movies, trends, and nostalgia

ig dumps feeling like the og instagram posting style: omg, literally all i see on ig nowadays are people's photo dumps in so many different ways. this feels so much like the carefree vibe we had for posting when we first opened our ig accounts. i love the way it is slowly turning into a more relaxed and casual app.

reading and bookstagram came BACK: even though this has always been around, 2024 really brought back reading as an it girl hobby, like it was back in 2014. i feel like booktok blew up—there's a creator for every type of genre and style! i have been watching recommendations nonstop and started buying so many books, secondhand or new, to fill my shelves.

book-to-movie/tv show adaptations: also, there were so many book adaptations coming to the cinema, from it ends with us to uglies and the idea of you. i love that we're going to the movies again, dressing up, and being excited to see our favorite stories on screen. last year, we had the ballad of songbirds and snakes in theaters, that was the IT comeback from 2013 in 2023. we also had a teen wolf movie??? that is actually my fav show ever.

the sofia coppola obsession: there is literally nothing better than watching a sofia coppola movie. in 2024, i saw people all over pinterest and tiktok acclaiming her (which is absolutely necessary). and can we talk about the bling ring? it's THE most 2013-2014 movie i've seen. the story is crazy—i was so invested in it, i kept reading about it weeks after i saw the movie! also, not related to coppola, but i would recommend watching spring breakers if you like the 2010s look and feel in movies. it's not much of a good story, but i promise the visuals are insaneee.

actual romcoms slowly becoming a thing again: we had movies this year like we live in time, one day, and turtles all the way down (a john green novel adaptation, so 2014!). i think the industry is trying to bring back those romantic movies we girlies love so much. last year, we even had anyone but you, which became really popular!

substack being the go-to platform for bloggers: this is actually SO cool. everyone these days is writing articles, reflections and overall just sharing their thoughts on substack. this is such a cool way to bring back the blogger era from the 2010s in a modern way. let me know what you like to read on the app! i personally love twirl magazine by @i-miss-2013, go check her out!

girly content trending everywhere: this year, it felt like everyone was posting aesthetic cute vlogs, pink hauls, girly fashion, and beauty tips! i'm SO here for that. i feel like girls are becoming more confident and comfortable embracing their femininity on social media, and i love that for us. so much like the rosy blog days!

quizzes on tiktok: i don't know about you guys, but i LOVED taking quizzes on books, magazines or even buzzfeed back in the day. this year, i saw so many tiktoks with these type of relaxing and cutesy tests, but in a more much visual way, with themes such as "plan your dream wedding" or "plan your dream vacation". this is so 2014 girly magazine coded—i loved it when these popped on my feed!

source: https://vm.tiktok.com/ZMkSuhfyN/

"challenges" on social media: this is what i mean when i say that social media is getting back on track with actually being fun and giving us a good laugh! we had such funny "challenges" like the hear me out cake trend, the we listen but we don't judge videos, and even the pretending our DOG got into harvard for no reason trend. ugh, i loved these so much—they were giving the same feel as the challenges we did back in the day in 2014 on social media.

i hope you liked the second post from the series! part 3 will be up tomorrow as my closing for 2024 ೀ hope you're having the lovelist day/night, sending you warm wishes! xx

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halsteadlover · 2 years ago

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A New Milestone

*Gif not mine credits to the owner*

• Pairing: Jay Halstead x Fem!Reader.

• Requested: no.

• Summary: your daughter just started kindergarten and both you and, especially, Jay didn’t imagine how difficult seeing her grow up would be.

• Warnings: none, just fluff and ugly ass writing as usual.

• Word count: 2631.

• A/N: I was just craving some Dad!Jay fics so here it is one. I’m sorry if there are any mistakes. I hope you’ll like this fic, please let me know what you think and comment, like and reblog if you want. As always, thank you so much for everyone who supported and who’s supporting me ❤️ I love you all.

The big day had arrived.

Needless to say, neither you nor Jay were ready and, nothing, no instructions, no manuals, no googled blogs, would’ve prepared you on how tough this moment was going to be.

Your little girl was starting kindergarten and you couldn't be more desperate than you already were.

You tried not to get carried away by emotions, not wanting to be one of those oppressive mothers or always with teary eyes in front of your daughter – you’d do that later – but Jay didn't seem to be doing a very good job.

The situation was tragicomic, because on one side there was your little Sofia who was running left and right, excited and overjoyed to start kindergarten, and on the other there was Jay, who was on the verge of a nervous breakdown and having a crying spell.

“What does my beautiful girl want to eat for a snack?” you asked as she was giggling with her dad. Jay wouldn't let her go, he held her as long as possible like he was going to never see her again. They were standing next to you and he didn't even seem to notice you were there as he showered her with kisses on her plump cheeks and cradled her in his arms.

“Lots of chocolate chip cookies!” she exclaimed, her green eyes shining as she toyed with her favorite puppet, a little Frozen doll obviously brought by her father.

“Nah-ah miss, you tried it, you already ate a lot of them,” you replied approaching her and leaving a kiss on her cheek before starting to prepare her snack bag.

“If my little girl wants chocolate chip cookies, she's going to have chocolate chip cookies,” Jay interjected, and you rolled your eyes, knowing you weren't going to win this debate. Sofia let out a little scream of excitement, throwing her little arms around her father's neck who hugged her even more and caressing her back. “My precious big girl.”

“Incredible,” you mumbled, trying to hide the smile that threatened to grow on your lips.

With everything prepped, it was time to drop her off at kindergarten, and needless to say neither you or Jay were ready.

You noticed how quiet he was, not speaking unless absolutely necessary. During the car ride, little Sofia kept saying how happy she was to start, to make new friends and to be with her friend Lucy. She was so exuberant you sometimes wondered where she got this side of her character from.

Jay said almost nothing, just glanced from time to time at his daughter in the rearview mirror, while his heart tightened with sadness at the thought he’d soon have to leave her.

“We're here honey,” was one of the few things he said after pulling into the kindergarten parking lot.

“Okay baby are you sure you don't want to go home with mom and dad?” Jay asked as he knelt down next to Sofia.

“Jay!”.

“Hey I'm just saying... There's still time if you want to think about it princess okay?”.

“No papa I want to go! I see you later, don't be sad,” Sofia tried to confront him and you internally bite your cheeks to prevent you from crying in front of her. She was only four but she was so emotionally intelligent.

“I'm not sad princess, I'm just very proud of you. You're a big girl now,” Jay replied, trying to keep himself calm as well. He stroked the girl's hair, then leaving a kiss on her forehead “Dad loves you very very much you know that right?”.

She nodded vigorously. “I love you too much dada and I love mommy too. But can we go?”.

“Give me a hug first.”

She hugged her father, who held her as if she was going to war and not coming home for a long time. He tried to savor every second of that hug, aware his baby girl was getting older, that the more time went by, the fewer hugs he’d receive, and this broke his heart.

When it was your turn to say goodbye to Sofia you couldn't hold back your tears, squeezing and stroking your little girl's hair as you hugged her. “I love you so much baby always remember that, and if you need anything mom and dad are always here.”

“I know mama, I love you so much too!”.

Seeing her run inside her kindergarten was a scene that generated a series of conflicting emotions.

On one hand you were so happy, knowing she was growing up, that she was starting to taste some independence, that she was going to make friends and start exploring the world. On the other hand… Damn it, it was so hard because all you wanted was to have her always with you, forever.

You glanced at Jay who was staring at the kindergarten, a melancholy and sad expression on his face.

“Are you okay baby?” you asked him as you intertwined your fingers with his. He brought his eyes to you and looked at you for a moment before nodding. “We can go.”

You walked back hand in hand to the car but he didn't utter a word and, after so many years you've been together, you knew when he was so quiet it was because he tried to suppress his emotions.

When he got into the car, he took a deep breath trying to swallow the lump in his throat before starting the car but the moment he glanced at the back seats and saw Sofia's empty seat, he couldn't control himself anymore and tears began to running down his cheeks.

He felt so ridiculous, he cried when his daughter was only few feet away and she was totally fine.

But he couldn't control it, she was his little girl, his precious princess and he was still so in disbelief she had reached this new milestone. He remembered as if it were yesterday when he picked her up for the first time as a newborn, how afraid he was of accidentally hurting her and now she was grown up, she had even started kindergarten.

He felt an immeasurable love for his daughter, a love that cannot be described in words. He would’ve given her the world if she wanted, the moon and the stars if she asked and knowing he wasn't there with her in that moment, that if she fell he wouldn't be there to dry her tears, that he wasn’t going to feed her, to help her with her hair, to play with her… Man, he felt an abyss in his chest.

You placed a hand on his arm and caressed him before hugging him to try to comfort him. Seeing him cry like that, for his little girl, did nothing but make you even more sure than you already were that you couldn't have made a better choice, you couldn't have chosen a better father for your children.

“It's okay baby, cry all you want,” you whispered, your voice broken by the tears that you too had been shedding continuously for at least half an hour.

“I don't want… Man… I don't want her to grow up so fast,” he mumbled. He pulled away from the hug, and as soon as you looked at each other you chuckled through tears, noting the condition you both were in.

“Oh God…” he sighed, handing you a handkerchief and taking one for himself with which he dried his tears.

“How is it possible she’s already in kindergarten Jay?” you shook your head in disbelief.

“Tell me about it… Our baby is getting so big.”

You nodded, sniffling as you tried to pull yourself together and regain control of yourself. “How about we go home and watch videos of her as a new born and keep crying?”.

Jay burst out laughing, giving you a kiss on the lips. “Sounds like a great idea to me love.”

And that was exactly what you did for the next few hours, with ice cream and tears in full super drama style.

When it came time to pick up Sofia, Jay looked like a kid about to go buy his favorite toy, he couldn't wait for his baby to finish and to be able to hug her again.

It was the first time he had been separated from her for so long and God only knew how much he hated it.

You couldn't stop looking at him and smiling, watching how happy he was as he packed her snacks with all of her favorite treats. No wonder why he was the favorite parent and you the bad one.

“Don't you dare take anything away,” he warned you and you threw up your hands in surrender. “My little girl deserves to be pampered after today. Do you think she’ll be tired? Did she eat? I swear to God if they didn't feed her...”

“Babe, stop,” you grabbed his face as you chuckled “She's fine, she's even forgotten about us.”

The expression of pure horror and dismay with which he looked at you as you said these words made you burst into laughter. “My little girl didn’t forget about me, I’m her father, don’t you dare ever again say such things.”

“Oh Jay, c'mon! Of course she’s fine and she’s happy, I’m sure she’s enjoying herself and all the teachers are taking care of her.”

“I hope so or I'm going to burn that place down with my own hands,” he retorted and something told you he wasn't kidding at all.

But you weren't wrong.

When Jay picked Sofia up and saw her come out with her biggest smile as she ran towards him, he calmed down, setting aside the momentary idea of blowing up the building.

“Dada!” she yelled almost literally jumping into her father’s arms, who grabbed her and spun her in the air.

“My princess!” he exclaimed, delighted to finally be able to hug his daughter again. He showered her with kisses, tickling her as she giggled and laughed. “How are you? How was you day?”.

“Where is mommy?” she asked, looking around.

“She is waiting for us at home, she had things to do but she can't wait to see you, you know?” he hugged her tightly to him with lots of affection and love “Oh baby I missed you so much”.

“I missed you too much dada! You know we played with paint on our hands! Can we do it too with mama?” she looked at him with puppy eyes that weren't even needed that moment, Jay would’ve dug with his own hands and panned for gold if she'd asked.

“We'll do whatever you want baby, ask and I’ll give it to you,” he replied smiling and stroking her cheeks after caressing her hair “So, did you have fun? Have you made any friends?” he asked as they walked towards the parking lot, Sofia still in his arms as she talked about everything she did.

“Do you want to see a surprise?” he asked once they got close to the car and after setting her gently on the ground.

She nodded and let out a little squeal of delight as she jumped and clapped her little hands.

“Close your eyes then. And don't cheat, otherwise no surprise.”

She covered her eyes with her small hands. “No I don't cheat dada.”

Jay made sure she wasn't peeking and opened the passenger side door, taking the small bouquet of flowers from the seat before tucking it behind his back and kneeling in front of his daughter. He brought the flowers before arriving in kindergarten, wanting to somehow give his daughter a small prize and show her how proud he was of her.

“Okay you can open your eyes baby.”

He showed the bouquet to Sofia as she took her hands away from her eyes and the little cry of joy she let out and the look of pure happiness on her face made his heart melt. In that very moment he wished he had bought the whole flower shop, just so he could forever look at the joy the little girl was feeling.

“They are my favorites! Are they all for me?”.

“Obviously they’re all for you honey. Dada is so proud of you, you're becoming a young lady now.”

“Thank you daddy! I love you so much!” she hugged him, squeezing him as tight as she could with her little arms. She smelled the flowers, lilac tulips, her favorite color and flower. “I like them a lot dada”.

“I'm happy you liked them baby, I love you too so much,” he smiled as she tried to hold the flowers in her arms without dropping it. “What you say if we go back to mom now?”.

She nodded happily and after they got into the car and settled her into her seat, Jay started the car and drove home. He listened to all the stories and events happened today that Sofia told him, with attention and joy, realizing how much he loved hearing her talk. She was definitely talkative and Jay loved it so much, mostly because it was something little Halstead definitely got from you.

He took the opportunity to stop at a toy store to buy the paint and brushes his little girl wanted. And of course how could he say no when his daughter asked him to buy some toys and a dollhouse with that sweet little voice and puppy dog eyes?

He blamed you for this. She got from her mother this ability to make him give up so quickly and the way of using her puppy dog eyes to make him do whatever she wanted.

He blamed you because he didn't want to admit she had him wrapped around her little finger and she knew it, that little devil, she knew how to play on her father's feelings because he loved her more than himself.

So when they got home and Jay was carrying a huge bag of dolls and toys with a dollhouse in his arms, you weren't even surprised. Honestly, you wouldn't have expected otherwise.

As Sofia played with her new toys, you didn't waste time admonishing Jay about how much he was spoiling her. “It's not good spoiling her too much baby…”

“Luckily, you're here to play the dictator and restore order in this house,” he replied with an amused smile. “Asshole,” you tossed him the shirt you were folding, but not being able to hold back your laughter. He was too handsome and adorable to even pretend to be angry with him. “What are you hiding behind your back?” you asked as you noticed he had one arm hidden while with the other took the shirt you had just thrown at him and laid it on the bed.

He held out his other hand, revealing a beautiful bouquet of flowers, more precisely your favorite flowers, leaving you speechless.

“Jay...” you whispered in amazement as you took the bouquet from his hand and smell it. “Why the flowers? Did I forget some special event?”.

“Because you deserve it baby and honestly it's the least I can do,” he replied. He looked at you and the way your eyes sparkled and the way you were smiling made his heart melt, a flock of butterflies gripping his stomach just like the first day. “Because you gave me the best gift I could ever ask for, you gave me our little girl and our family and I’ll be eternally grateful to you. Because I’m in love with you in a way I’ve never thought I’d be with someone and because you make me the happiest I’ve ever been every single day. I’d honestly be nothing with you. So thank you baby, for everything.”

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shychick-52 · 8 days ago

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What I liked and didn't like about Cedric in the series finale - Part 3

(OMG, IT'S BEEN MONTHS SINCE I DID THE LAST ONE).

The graduation from Royal Prep

What I liked:

First of all, the fact that Cedric was at the graduation ceremony at all (especially since during the opening song 'A Big Day', it didn't seem like he was going to attend, given how the episode excluded him from the family shot of them all headed towards graduation to watch the children, which I talked about in my last post)!

THE SWEET, ABSOLUTE LOOK OF PRIDE AND PATERNAL/FAMILIAL LOVE CEDRIC SHOWS (after Sofia gave her big speech about how far she came in the years since she became a princess/first arrived at Royal Prep, and led her classmates in singing the school song):

Not only was Sofia's inspirational speech and singing the school song a beautiful callback to the pilot 'Once Upon a Princess' when she was brand-new to royal life and uncertain how she would fit in (and her classmates and the Good Fairies welcomed/introduced her to Royal Prep by singing the Royal Prep song), but the inclusion/closeup of Cedric in the audience was symbolic of his own character journey from the pilot movie all the way up to this moment (when he first met Sofia, all he cared about was getting his hands on her amulet and taking over the kingdom, and only pretended to show concern when she expressed how difficult a time she was having fitting in after her first day at school; but now he cares deeply about her and is completely loyal to both the royal family and to the kingdom)! They both came full-circle!

I also imagine his pride was not just for Sofia (though probably the majority of it was), but also for the twins, and even for all of their classmates since he had the pleasure of teaching them all in s2's 'Substitute Cedric' (and he was very proud of how much they learned in that episode, and was deeply touched when they all told him they wouldn't have saved the school from the Hexley Hall pranksters without him and that he was a great sorcerer; 'Substitute Cedric' was also important for his character growth).

I love the detail of Cedric and Baileywick being right next to each other in this scene-

-because it not only allowed them to share a moment of feeling deep pride for Sofia and the children, but it also indicated they'd grown closer after 'In Cedric We Trust' (when Roland finally forgave Cedric for his treason from DotS, and gave him his trust, respect, and friendship; and I think it goes without saying that the rest of the family officially did the same once they heard how Cedric saved Sofia's life in 'In Cedric We Trust', and that he became closer and closer to the family ever since then).

And yes, it absolutely sucks that Cedric wasn't in any more episodes between 'In Cedric We Trust' and the finale.

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vivelareine · 1 year ago

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I’m really sorry that people jump to conclusions about you being a royalist. You seem to be quite nice and your posts are informative.

And it’s true that clergy and aristocracy at large benefitted from the rigged system. Also apparently the economy was already screwed up before, but Frev just had this specific set of precursor circumstances that lit up the powder keg, which was going to blow up eventually.

There is definitely a discussion to be had about all the nuances here, as Frev is a complicated subject.

Thank you! People can be... something, that's for certain.

I love nuanced discussions! I think they're especially fascinating when it comes to this era.

Like I love the fact that we can discuss how Marie Antoinette was personally charitable and kind, but that her personal charity and kindness existed in this almost incomprehensible vacuum of extreme wealth vs poverty.

To use an example I talked about on Twitter, there was an assistant gardener for the hameau de la reine who became ill shortly after being hired, and Marie Antoinette ended up spending almost 2000 livres (a hefty sum--the annual salary of the head gardener was considered a respectable 1500 livres per year, with room and board) on his medical care alone. When it became clear he would not regain his health, she paid for him to return home to England, with a large sum so he could set himself up somewhere.

This assistant gardener's annual salary, had he stayed to work at Versailles? 50 livres, which did include room and board, but still, 50 livres per year.

Now to take an EXTREME example, the infamous bracelets that Marie Antoinette purchased and her mother harassed her over cost 250,000 liveres. It would take 5000 years of this assistant gardener's salary to buy a pair of bracelets that she purchased on a whim. (Now this is an EXTREME example, because everyone considered these bracelets horrendously expensive and extravagant, and it was purchased during her short yet very significant 'wilder' days.)

So it's this fascinating contrast of, her being personally kind and thinking nothing of making sure he had medical care and personally seeing to it that he's not just kicked out of France with nothing and no way to live... and realizing that this personal kindness and compassion existed within this system of massive inequality.

It reminds me of the scene in Ever After (listen I will use any excuse to bring the movie up) where Danielle-in-disguise, after the prince frees the servant from the cart taking them to be indentured servants until they die: "You gave one man back his life, but did you even glance at the others?"

And not in the sense that I think Marie Antoinette would have been like "free this one man!" and ignored everyone else, but the sense that she gave charity, compassion, cared for others, paid for the upkeep of various families and watched over their children's well-being etc etc on a personal level... but she did not comprehend the need for systematic change outside of that very limited scope.

Re; Nuance...

Nuance gets lost a lot, on both sides.

IMO, I don't think people should expect to be taken seriously when talking about history if they are either huffing and puffing about Marie Antoinette being a bitch tyrant who got what she deserved, or if they're wringing their hands and saying Louis was perfect and the revolutionaries were devil worshipers who are burning in hell for daring to revolt.

(And like, I GET... if you just glance at my blog, you might go, oh wow, this person is really Marie Antoinette themed. Must be one of those people who thinks her life was the Sofia Coppola movie. But if you think that and you haven't bothered to read my blog or any of my social media, don't come up at me with some random BS like that and expect to be taken seriously. It's basic common sense and respect.)

#even the things that are horrendous (like Louis Charles abuse) need nuance. Not to excuse them but so that when you're studying #the history itself you understand the why and how it happens

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