#aster's 1K celebration!
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uhhhh for daydreaming <3
[ NIPPLE ] * your muse licks my muses’ nipples.
— @inkluvs / ivy
♡ aster's 1K celebration ♡
pairing: steve harrington x fem!reader
wc: 0.6K
tags: what the request says lol, thigh grinding, steve being a reassuring sweetheart, some body worship
Steve's kisses leave tingles wherever they meet your skin, soft grunts and words of appreciation being elicited from him whenever they part from your neck.
You were supposed to go out, but you'd been feeling so icky about yourself. The dress you were so excited to wear suddenly didn't look all that nice on you anymore, your hair wasn't cooperating, your makeup didn't look right. Everything was just... Off. So much so that you told Steve you didn't even want to go anymore.
He knew that wasn't true. You'd been raving about this party for days now, and he wasn't going to let your insecurities stop you from going. So, he did what he does best; worship you until you feel better.
You're sprawled out onto the bed, dress pulled down your chest and shuffled up your thighs to give him better access to your skin. He's hunched over you, leaving little love bites all over your neck, shoulders and collarbones.
"So pretty, you're so fuckin' pretty baby... 'M never gonna let you talk about yourself like that." He hates when you talk down on yourself, even though he knows you can't help it.
"Steeeeve..." His name comes out in a long whine, thighs squirming as his frame keeps them spread for him, the fabric of his jeans creating the perfect bit of friction for you to get off on.
"I mean it doll, I won't stop until all you can think about is how much I appreciate you..." He comes up to press a soft kiss to your lips. It's gentle, but assertive. He'll make you love yourself, even if it takes him getting you all stupid on his fingers and tongue, he wants those bad thoughts out.
"And you look so pretty in this dress too, fuck... S'a shame I was bound to take it off you sooner or later, hm?" His fingers trail over the lace on the edge of your bra. "Want me to take this off? Give these pretty tits some lovin' too?"
"Please..." You manage to get out, his thigh between your legs almost being enough to send you over the edge entirely. Steve had this way of consuming all your senses when he was with you like this. Even if you tried, you couldn't possibly think of anything else but your boyfriend.
He obliges, big hands sneaking behind your back, unclasping the last piece of cloth coming between your chest and his eager lips. It slides off your body so easily, discarded onto the wooden floor next to your shared bed.
"God..." He takes a moment to take in the sight of you, hand coming up to cup one of your breasts. "You're somethin' else, doll... You're somethin' special." He leans in, pressing a kiss between the valley of your tits, looking up at you with a loving gaze.
You feel a shiver go through your entire body at the sight of him like this. You know he loved looking at you when making you feel good. And you loved seeing him just as much.
He opens his mouth, tongue dragging from the underside of one of your tits, up to your nipple, giving it a kitten lick or two before closing his mouth around your nipple.
Your back arches off the mattress, hand gripping the pillow behind your neck, a soft whimper leaving your lips that only spurs him on further.
"Hm? You like that honey?" He asks, as if he can't tell.
"Yeah, keep... Keep doing that." You shift your hips, continuing to grind over his thigh. He nudges it further into you, making you gasp and clench over him.
"As you wish." He grins, going down to give the same attention to your other nipple.
Yeah, you've long forgotten about that party. Now you have better plans.
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1000 DOWNLOAD CELELBRATION PT 3
The final iteration of our 1k Downloads celebration!
I'm sorry it's taken so long, it's been a wild month for me personally and professionally and that definitely got in the way of finishing this in the timing I'd hoped, but finally it's here!
Thank you all so much for your interest in our game!
Gorgeous art by @minthe-drawings!
FINALLY
by Cath
You pace, retracing your path across your studio over and over, and over. The sun is setting, the light cast across the walls shifting to an orangey-pink, and casting long shadows that cast the room in an eerie, comforting glow.
Waiting sucks. It's never been your strong suit, but for some reason that's eluded you, it's worse today. You feel antsy down to your bones, like your blood is caffeine and your muscles electricity, pushing you to keep moving. But still, no matter how you comb through the tangles of your thoughts, you can't find the source of this damned anxiety, if that's even what you're feeling.
Your pacing continues.
You've been dressed for an hour. When has that ever happened?
You check the time, again. 6:31 PM.
It's not unlike Aster to come and go, and it's rare you truly know where it is he's gone, but he is undeniably a creature of punctuality. If he says he'll be there at a specific time, without fail he would appear between the breaths marking one minute to the next. He was never late. But now... He said 6:30 pm, so where--
"Searching for me, Little Scorpion?"
His voice, always so calm and smooth and dark as a frozen laze, makes you spin on your heel. You set your eyes upon him then, leaning against the wall, a slight smile curving his pale lips. His eyebrow is arched in a way that makes you briefly question how long he's been standing there, if he's been watching you in that quiet way of his, and you simply hadn't noticed.
But it isn't possible. You always notice him. You feel him, a prickle on the back of your neck, whenever he's near.
Aster's smile held a shark-like edge, the glint before a true smirk. It was masking something else, though, a feeling you had not seen before, and could not identify.
"I was." You return his smile and adjust the collar of your shirt. The way he looks at you, his eyes fixed on your face like he can see nothing else, makes you feel uncomfortably warm.
"You look lovely. Are you ready to leave?" He asks, pulling himself from the wall in one languid motion. You look around yourself, trying to gather your thoughts.
"Uh... yeah, yes. I'm ready." You smooth down your front, pressing the wrinkles out with your hand.
Aster's eyebrow quirks once more, and his smile grows. He takes a step towards you, gliding forward as if his feet didn't even touch the floor.
"You seem nervous, darling." His voice drops into the purr he knows flusters you, the one he likes to use to get your heart racing.
"I'm-- I--" You sputter for a moment, wanting to deny it, and Aster's smile stretches into a grin. A laugh escapes you, a nervous sounding thing much higher than your voice normally is. "I guess... I am? I don't know why."
Aster takes another long step towards you, and as if pulled by a magnet, you mirror the movement so you stand only an arm's length from each other. Aster's smile, the wickedness of it, softens to something gentler. Kinder. He often looks at you like this when you're writing, or when you're trying to work out some complex turn of plot.
You smile back, and the action soothes your racing heart. Your thoughts clear a bit, and you notice, for the first time, Aster's outfit. He's wearing a proper, honest-to-goodness suit, with a golden yellow bowtie that makes his eyes appear to glow.
"You look gorgeous." Your words are more breath than voice, and although you feel a flash of embarrassment, it's immediately mitigated by the wash of pleasure you feel when pink colors Aster's cheeks. It's fantastically rare to see him blush, and you relish each moment.
Aster schools his face into something controlled and predatory, his grin wide, but the blush doesn't fade.
"Thank you, little Scorpion." He takes your hand and leads you in a slow, luxurious turn, so he can admire every angle of you. "I undeniably pale in comparison to you. You look..."
"Delicious?" You ask as you come face to face with him once more, beaming. It's his favorite compliment for you, and his own expression morphs to something devilish as you finish his sentence. Sinful. Delighted. "Well, you asked me to dress up, so..." You gesture to your outfit, carefully selected to make your eyes stand out, although you can't hope to have the same illumination Aster manages. Not without his--
Aster's hand ghosts over your cheek before his thumb and forefinger latch onto your chin. He gives the slightest pull, and like a puppet on strings, you step forward, closing the distance between the two of you.
"Indeed. Delicious." He murmurs. His other hand rests on the side of your neck, the fingers curling around to tickle against your nape.
"Isn't our reservation soon?" Dammit, why did you say that? You don't want to go yet, you don't want him to let you go. You want him closer.
"Not so soon that we can't spare just a few minutes." He leans in, bringing his mouth nearer to yours, so your senses are filled with the scent of him. Aster smells of an incoming summer thunderstorm, ether in the air and the promise of rain. His lips graze yours, and you step in further, folding your body against his, slipping your arms around his waist over his coat, your skin gliding against the smooth fabric.
You press in closer to deepen the kiss and--
You freeze. You don't mean to, but you can't help it. Your mind stutters into silence, refusing to identify the source of your shock, refusing to seek further. Aster is frozen similarly,unmoving, not even breathing, his gaze locked firmly and unblinkingly on yours. His eyes mirror your surprise, which only serves to prolong your freeze response.
The silence stretches, a rubber band over the moment. Then, just as quickly, your thoughts snap back into your mind, filling it with thoughts that all point to the same thing.
The feeling of a box, small and square, perhaps the size of the palm, tucked into Aster's coat pocket.
It couldn't be. It couldn't possibly be what you think it is...
But Aster's expression is shifting, narrowing, and his smile sliding to the left side of his face, crooked and daring you to say it.
Go ahead, Little Scorpion.
Say it.
You swallow, and your throat is dry, and you're trying your hardest not to look at the pocket to try and get a visual to confirm what you feel under your hand. And you know. You're certain.
It's a ring box.
"Do you wish to... discuss it? Or shall we go to dinner?" He asks. His voice has an odd warble to it, a cracking quality that sounds almost like... if it were anyone else, you would say it sounded like nerves. But this being before you has never shown signs of being anything close to uneasy before, let nervous. It gives you a thrill, to know you have that kind of effect on him.
The power it gives you, however, disappears quickly when you try to speak again.
"Y-yes. I mean. No. Um..." You clear your throat. Pull it together! You're already trembling, and although you have no idea how you'll possibly eat your dinner at this point, you shake your head. "Let's go to dinner."
He drops a feather light kiss on your lips, barely a brushing of skin, before pulling you into a hug. Your hand slides away from the ring box and fixes itself against his back. The embrace steadies you, ebbing the sharper edges of anxiety into a blooming excitement. He releases you sooner than you'd like, but it's always sooner than you'd like, and it leaves every point of contact feeling cold. Then he's taking your hand and tilting his head towards you, looking eager and mischievous.
"Then let's go. We wouldn't want to be late."
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This is a collection of stories based off classic fairy tales or featuring heavy fairy tale elements
A Marvelous Night for a Moondance by @flowercrown-bard | T | 1k
There was a warning every child living near Oakwood Valley knew.
"Don't go out at night, or you'll disturb the Moonlit Dancer."
No one truly knew who the Moonlit Dancer was, but everyone agreed on two things: The Dancer must be dangerous. And he must be oh so lonely.
so can we pretend, sweetly by @redjewelsforeyes | T | 2k
Jaskier is a regular human bard, and Geralt could swear that yesterday he’d had regular human teeth. They’re just a little bit too long for his mouth, now- too white, too sharp. A predator’s. Jaskier clicks them together, experimentally, and winces when he bites his tongue. “Fuck anyone you weren’t supposed to?”
“I don’t fuck anyone I’m supposed to,” Jaskier says, a little proudly.
the gleam in your eyes by @dear-galileo | G | 3k
jaskier's been cursed to fall asleep every time geralt is not touching him. they try to make it work.
Like a Flower of Gold by @kimikocha | M | 5k
When Jaskier sets out to visit an ancient castle reputed to belong to a legendary Beast, he assumes the place will be abandoned. The Beast, after all, is a children's tale.
But then, so are the healing powers granted certain people by the magical sundrop flower, and Jaskier himself is anything but a children's tale. The castle he finds is less abandoned than he thinks, and it turns out that the Beast might not be so mythical after all.
Petals All Plucked by @rebrandedbard | G | 10k
Poppy, Lily, Aster, Rose
Ask them not where true love grows
Nothing lost or gained by those
Ask the daisy stem who knows
When Jaskier inadvertently breaks the heart of a witch in his youth, she curses him with a blessing that whenever he plucks a daisy's petals, it will decide his love until the day he finds a love that is true. All his years, Jaskier never realizes that the blessing is a curse, manipulating the content of those hearts he seeks to know. When he meets Geralt, the temptation to ask the daisies grows stronger and stronger ...
Once Upon a Wine by @inexplicifics and @bounce-a-coin-off-your-witcher | T | 10k
Yennefer is very tired of Jaskier and Geralt pining at each other, and after a little too much wine, the solution seems obvious: a curse that can only be broken by true love's kiss.
Geralt and Jaskier would just like to know why their lives have suddenly gotten so very strange.
a dream is a wish the heart makes by @dear-galileo | T | 12k
the last thing geralt had expected to do was meet a prince in the woods. no- the last thing that geralt expected to do was fall in love with the prince, and make a deal with a witch to see him again.
(cinderella witcher retelling)
home is nowhere, therefore you by @et-in-arkadia | E | 18k
"Right, well," Jaskier says, when he halts before Geralt. Up close, he looks much more nervous. There is sweat on his brow and his collar is damp with it, and his teeth keep catching on his lower lip. "True love's kiss. There's—ah—there's nothing to it." And he bends, the utter imbecile, and kisses Geralt full on the mouth.
Tale as Old as Time by @goodheavensgwen | E | 25k
Fresh out of Oxenfurt and beginning his bardic career, Jaskier yearns for adventure. Following the whispers of a story, he finds himself in a crumbling old keep inhabited by an odd yet delightful group of enchanted furniture. As Jaskier celebrates finally finding something worthy of a song, his joy is cut short when a giant wolf-like beast emerges, thunderously forbidding Jaskier from ever leaving.
Now trapped in a strange enchanted castle, Jaskier finds himself growing closer and closer to its inhabitants, including the mysterious beast, who may not be as monstrous as Jaskier first thought.
Will love break the curse, or are things more complicated than they seem? After all… who could ever learn to love a beast?
The Spectre's Wreath by @rebrandedbard | M | 28k
Geralt is wrongfully hired to dispose of a vengeful spectre that haunts a lake, only to discover it is the town's unknown guardian and the very spirit of Yule itself. Yule curses Geralt with a wreath atop his head. If he does not receive a kiss before the lake thaws in spring, he will turn to ice and die. With the pass to Kaer Morhen closed up, Geralt decides to spend his last winter in Oxenfurt with Jaskier. But it may not be his last after all if Jaskier has anything to say about it.
Show love to all these authors by leaving kudos and comments, and happy reading!
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ari's 1k celebration!
this is so unreal. there's a thousand of you. i've never done a celebration before because i'm way too nervous, but i think 1k followers calls for it. thank you for sticking around. you're all deeply beautiful people, and i'm beyond grateful for your support.
ASTER: tell me about yourself + give me a fandom and i'll ship you with a character!
DAHLIA: send me a character + prompt and i'll write you some headcanons!
IRIS: send me a character + prompt and i'll write a blurb/fic!
PANSY: ask me anything :)
prompt ideas: kisses, relationship scenarios & romantic gestures (feel free to send in your own though!!)
rules:
i'll write for any character as long as i know enough about them (check my m.list for ideas if you need to)
please make sure you specify the readers gender in your asks.
please remember to include the characters fandom in your ask.
the celebration will be active from 1st Dec 2022 to 1st Jan 2023, but you can start sending in requests now :)
tagging some mutuals below the cut in case they want to participate/help spread the word!
@katsu28 @unstablecaffeinatedmind @spring-picnics @bellatheslytherclaw @scram1326 @mystic-writings @georgeweasleysimpsblog @special-i-guess @shysneeze @perksofbeingjas @nam-rasgirlfriend @pvvnsies @writing-fanics @ittybittygreek @introverteartquake @aphroditelxver @an-idiot-in-fandoms @lcahwriter @lucasnclair @wrenwreads @karate-adjacent @carvle @willbyers-mygoddess @samssluttybangs
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# . . . FAUNA’S FLORISTS!
this is part of my 1k celebration ! <3
status: [ paused — may reopen later ! ]
make a bouquet to send to your favorite character !
below is a list of flowers, each with something (tropes, scenarios, etc.) assigned to them. to request a drabble, please send a character alongside whichever flowers you wish to send them.
characters i will write for: albedo, ayato, beidou, childe, diluc, itto, kaeya, kokomi, mona, scaramouche, thoma, yae miko, yelan, zhongli.
asters — thigh riding
bluebells — first time
buttercup — spanking
camellias — fingering
carnations — marking
crocus — teasing
daffodils — outdoors sex
dahlia — breeding
daisies — car sex
forget-me-nots — childhood friends to lovers
gardenias — friends with benefits
hibicus — professor au
hyacinths — cybersex
iris — caught in the act
lavender — rough sex
lilies — semi public sex
marigold — praise
orchids — porn-making
pansy — brat taming
peonies — bondage/restraints
petunia — morning sex
poppies — hatefucking
roses — mutual masturbation
snapdragons — overstimulation
sunflowers — edging
sweet peas — toys
tulips — blindfolds
violets — degradation
feel free to include anything else in your ask (i.e. an au that you wish to see, or any other kinks)! all posts will most be dom!character and sub!reader. please specify if you wish for a gn reader rather than a fem reader! (i do not write for male readers.)
please note that though i will try not to, i retain the right to refuse any requests that violate my rules or that i do not wish to write for other reasons.
© ayatonomy.
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Congrats on all the people finding your game (which is a really good game btw)! I made a mood board! At least I hope it's one. I even tried my hand at Artbreeder.
So, there is a portrait of Ethan, an armor which represents Constantine, Fenris the wolf, and flowers and books to represent his interest in knowledge and nature, specially using both to heal/solve conflicts. The books can also represent F as his past love and current librarian. He is also loves baking/cooking! But I didn't add it. And finally I put a line that represent my MCs so well.
I don't know if it will come up in game, but I picture most MCs of mine specializing in daggers/knife throwing. I love having an apparently harmless innocent face who becomes deadly when no one expects it, two big daggers on his hips and several small ones hidden in his body. Nothing better in combat than being underestimated.
And like I said before, he is mostly polite and level headed, with a soothing smile and almost melodical voice. I'm sure the Queen must love him having those qualities since he is suddenly thrown the responsibility of ruling, but even before that he was ready to support his brother by becoming an ambassador/diplomat/advisor or something of the sort.
Hmm idk what else to add. I will put a couple random facts then:
Fav flowers are: lavender and mint for soothing properties (he keeps a pot of both of them in his room), specially black tea with mint. For meaning are forget-me-not, violet, aster, lotus, and magnolia.
Love language, giving and receiving, is physical touch. Cuddle bug.
Fav color is blue, although he mostly wears red and green, to match his hair and eyes, or black.
Spicy facts🔥: loves wearing lingerie and corsets for his lover. Mostly red and black. Very good boy ;) (coffpraisekinkcoff)
I may be forgetting something but I don't want to type all of this again so 🤷
Thank you!! Also, you've been an earlier follower, so thank you for that! omg, there are SO many things I want to say but I'll try to keep it short! I love this and it was so fun learning more about Ethan.
Your mood board skills are impeccable. Chef's kiss!!
I do believe there will be some opportunities for Ethan to show off his dagger/knife skills and/or interest in flowers and/or cooking. I have some ideas planned to help make certain scenes more unique to each MC.
Constantine is going to love cuddling with Ethan, among other things 🔥
Thanks so much for sharing and enter the 1K Celebration!! I really love hearing about people's Harbingers and this was a true delight. <3
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DAILYFLICKS' 1K FOLLOWER CELEBRATION → FAVORITE MOVIE BY GENRE
HORROR → Diana (@thewonderwoman)
↳ MIDSOMMAR (2019) DIR. ARI ASTER
Dani, do you feel held by him? Does he feel like home to you?
#midsommaredit#horroredit#bbelcher#cinemapix#userfilm#userstream#movietvetc#userhorroredits#underbetelgeuse#userreeshika#usernums#tuserdana#usersjenn#tusershay#usermarwan#tuserrobin#horror#2010s#*#by diana
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1k celebration!
so i recently hit 1k followers which is absolutely insane and i want to do a few things as kind of a thank you to all of you guys!! seriously, i didn’t think this was possible and i’m so so so so so thankful for all of you!
i still have a bunch of stuff going on this week but i eventually want to get around to posting another fic, having a sleepover, a low key identity reveal (lol) and maybe even a giveaway if i have time! i’m going to be tagging everything with #tonystarkdadmode 1k celebration if you want to follow along :)
in the mean time, i set up a ko-fi if you wanna pop by and buy me a coffee! it’s also in my bio :))
seriously. i love you guys. i’ve made some amazing friends on here and i’m so happy i don’t have words.
tag list (let me know if you want to be added!): @starks0n @ironmanismydad @resiclury @starkaroos2034 @keep-a-bucket-full-of-stars @mynightfuryblr @tacodog360 @whatschooldoesntteachyou @aster-weaver @pufflypuffle @avengersslay @the-regal-warrior @breadknee @sweetlyprofoundphantom @veryconfusedsblog @arrow-shadowwolf @zoynxedo @yourfairyqueermother @just-a-flower-in-spring @justicefortonystark @adoringpparker @imnikyall @galaxygaydreams
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Heyy y’all so my bff irl @nymphadorcas has 500 followers and i just hit 1k. First of all we both wanna thank you all for getting us here, you guys are incredible! So we thought we would celebrate this with a *drum roll please* TUMBLR AWARDS. (thank you @nymphadorcas for the banner) categories are named after our favorite flowers (i was gonna suggest memes but she thought we should make this aesthetic) Here are the categories:
✿Delphinium award: best url
✿Dahlia award: best mobile theme
✿Magnolia award: best icon
✿Plumeria award: best desktop theme
✿Zinnia award: best navigation page
✿Camellia award: best hp
✿Lotus award: best myth
✿Anemone award: best edits*
✿Rose award: rising blogger**
✿Orchid award: nicest blogger
✿Aster award: ilgim’s favorite
✿Petunia award: reynie’s favorite
How to Join:
Reblog this post
Follow the meme lord and marvel trash
* = put your edits tag in the tags
** = send us a screen shot of your followers to prove you have under 500 followers(only for the rising blogger award)
NOTE: There will be 1 winner and 2 runner-ups
We won’t be accepting anyone after 22/09 12:00
Prizes:
Winner:
✿A follow from both of us
✿Our eternal love and friendship
✿2 edits upon request ( total edits= 4)
↳ for hp related — @nymphadorcas
↳ for myth related — @zeuxs
↳ for other — you can ask either of us
✿2 promos upon request ( total promos = 4 )
Runner-ups:
✿a follow from both of us
✿Our eternal love and friendship
✿1 edit upon request ( total edits= 2 )
↳ for hp related — @nymphadorcas
↳ for myth related — @zeuxs
↳ for other — you can ask either of us
✿1 promos upon request ( total promos = 2 )
Good Luck!
#i still cant believe i got 1k !!!!#also congrats rey!!#join pls cuties#tumblr awards#ilgim does stuff#1k celebration#celticlight#melqomene#thewinedarksea#apeollo
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hey aster, happy 1k!!! love your work and you fully deserve all the love💗💗
so i’m sending in a prompt from idiots to lovers (“you’re so cute.” “what did you just say?” “i said you look like a boot.”) for robin buckley because this literally SCREAMS her
aww tysm that’s so sweet, hope you enjoy and ty for sending in a request! <3
♡ aster's 1K celebration ♡
wc: 0.9K
tags: lovestruck robin, crushing, fem!reader (duh), just some pining lol, not rlly proofread! normal sized font below
Robin is a girl that tends to fall hopelessly in love. She can’t simply have a crush, or think someone is cute, no, she always falls head over heels, straight into a vat of hearts and sappy confessions.
And usually that’s fine, that works for her. Her crushes give her a reason to go to school, to get stuff done, to put extra effort into her appearance. But she tends to admire from a distance. She knows how much she talks, and how hard it is to stop talking too.
That’s why she usually just sticks to looking at you from a distance, cheek leaning against the palm of her hand as she daydreams about the dates you could go on. In the timeline where she musters up the courage to talk to you.
But it seems that the universe has other plans. The universe being your English teacher, and the plans being a duo project about a country of your choosing.
You couldn’t choose your groups, which you didn’t mind, you could work with just about anyone. You’re smart, you could probably do this whole thing by yourself.
But to Robin, this was a huge deal. She’d never even talked to you before, besides the one time she had to apologise for bumping into you in the hallway. She still dreams about that interaction.
And now she’s gone for embarrassingly daydreaming about you to sitting in your room, surrounded by books about Italy, writing down interesting facts and discussing the order of the presentation.
But her mind is only halfway there. It’s hard to focus on wine, Rome, and pasta when you’re sitting right in front of her like this. The sunlight coming through the window is hitting your skin just right, she can smell your perfume, and your PJ shorts are the cutest she’s ever seen.
“So, do you have anything to add, or can I start writing out my part of the presentation already?”
“You look so cute.” The words leave her lips before they can even register in her own brain. It’s like her body has decided it needs to tell you how adorable you look, without her mind being able to pull the brakes at all.
You look up, quirking an eyebrow, clearly confused by what you’ve heard. “Sorry, what did you just say?”
“Ah! I, uh—“ She sits up straighter, her eyes averting to the papers scattered in front of her, cheeks tinging pink from embarrassment. She’s not great at coming up with excuses, but she doesn’t exactly have a choice right now.
“I said you uh… You look like a boot.”
Shit.
She could have slapped herself right then and there.
'Seriously, Buckley? A boot? That’s the best thing you could come up with? Not fruit, or something else nice?'
“Oh,” You look up, scratching the back of your neck for a moment. “Well, like a nice boot?”
“What qualifies as a nice boot?”
“I don’t know,” you smile, leaning backwards onto your hands. “I like cowboy boots. And gogo boots are cute too.”
“Huh. I see.” She tries not to make it seem like a big deal, but she enjoys learning small things like this about you.
A few moments pass, and she’s already got her nose shoved back into a book while you try to write down a good introduction.
“Did you actually have something to add though?” You ask, looking up from your paper.
“To the presentation?”
“Yeah.”
“Oh, I don‘t know.” She puts the book down, thinking it over for a moment. “Maybe that the word America comes from the Italian language?”
"Huh, seriously? That's really cool." You smile, and it makes the blood rush straight to her cheeks again. You're already noting it down under the 'fun facts' section of the presentation, your pen scribbling away as Robin tries to compose herself.
"Yeah, uh, Vespucci came up with it. Italian explorer." She fiddles with the bit of frayed fabric at the hem of her shirt to keep her hands busy.
"You're really smart, aren't you?" You flash her another smile, and she thinks it actually might kill her this time. There's no way someone could look this pretty.
"Oh, uhm... I-- I guess." She chuckles bashfully. "You're pretty smart too, though. You always know the answers to like, every question in class. Even though you never raise your hand."
You grin, knowing damn well that's out of pure laziness and not shyness at all. "Yeah, I guess so. 'M glad I got stuck with you on this assignment though. You're full of interesting facts, Buckley."
She smiles, averting her eyes in hopes of not looking like the complete lovestruck fool she is. "Yeah, well, maybe I'll teach you some Italian here and there too."
"Wait-- you speak Italian?" You sit up straight, eyes practically sparkling after finding out this new juicy bit of information.
"Well, only halfway so, but I like learning languages. Keeps the brain juicy, you know?"
You chuckle at that, leaning your elbows onto your knees and letting your cheeks rest on your palms. "You're somethin' else, you know that Buckley?"
"You're one to talk."
"Well, you did say I looked like a boot. I guess that counts as 'something else'."
The both of you start laughing, and suddenly she doesn't feel so bad about her slipup from earlier anymore. Or this project. Bless the universe for putting her in your room that day.
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next stop; aster's 1K celebration.
₊˚⊹♡ you guuuuyyys, we hit 1K! that's amazing! i'm so grateful for every single one of you silly followers, whether you're here for my writing or my dazzling personality, i appreciate you all so much. that's why i've decided we must celebrate!
this celebration will run for an undetermined amount of time, basically; until i say so, or until requests run out! feel free to send in as many as you like, i'll try to get to all of them! again, thank you so much for being here, it means the world to me. ₊˚⊹♡
♡ daydreaming; send in a prompt from one of these prompt lists, along with a character, and i'll write a blurb / oneshot about it!
♡ love letter; mutuals only, send this in for a bit of appreciation about your blog and yourself!
♡ heart eyes; send in a prompt / idea / aesthetic / song along with a character and i'll make a moodboard based off your request!
♡ cupid's arrow; send me a short description of yourself (also personality) , along with a fandom and gender preference and i'll tell you who i'd ship you with!
♡ mirror mirror; mutuals only, send this in for a moodboard based off your blog!
₊˚🖇️✩ ₊˚ tagging my mutuals!
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#aster's 1K celebration!#tysm for being here#feel free to send in as many as u want#mama is feeling inspired#and happy ofc#teehee
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♡ love letter; mutuals only, send this in for a bit of appreciation about your blog and yourself!
— @inkluvs / ivy
♡ aster's 1K celebration ♡
IVYYY MY BABY MY SNOOKUMS MY SWEETIE PIE
you were one of my first mutuals in the st community, and i've treasured you for every single moment since you followed me. you're so silly and funny and i love seeing pictures of harvey, they always brighten up my day
i love that we can talk abt anything and i love always getting to see snippets of stuff you're working on, it's so motivating and inspiring,,
i love your writing because it's just so easy for me to read, like i can just turn my brain off and enjoy it, it's like ur writing just,, takes care of me
anyways ily and i hope you never forget that! ♡
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tysm for your request! hope you enjoy <33
♡ aster’s 1K celebration ♡
tags: established relationship, flirting, mentions of sex, richie cameo
The restaurant is calm, for once. Well, calmer than usual. The regular outside viewer would still think the kitchen is a chaotic, stress inducing environment, but not to you. This is home. And tonight, it is peaceful.
Normally, this would make Carmen even more nervous. Is there a lack of customers? Is business going badly? But no, he’s stirring sauce as he usually would, though this time, there is less of a furrow in his brow. Less tension in his jaw. He’s in his element.
A family has rented out the entire restaurant for a birthday, and paid very well for it, no less. You have to do a fraction of your work for double the payoff, so needless to say, no one is complaining. Not even Richie.
It pleases you to see Carmen like this. It resembles how he cooks at home, for you. Less frantic, but just as calculated. He’s enjoying it, and so are you.
You can tell by the little things. He glances over at you more, quirking a smile every now and then. When he passes by with a curt “behind”, his hand lingers a little longer onto your lower back, a little more tender. He doesn’t shout, he doesn’t have to this time, he speaks firmly. He’s even taking less smoke breaks.
You work together in the kitchen, it’s how you met, and that can be… Challenging. Dating your colleague is hard, dating your boss and head chef is even harder. You make it work though.
Your station is a little more secluded from the others. You focus on presentation and garnishing, as you’re the most precise person out of everyone. If not for that, you help out wherever you can. Your distance from the rest of the crew makes it a little easier for Carmen to sneak a kiss every now and then. Normally they’re few and far in between during work. Tonight, you’ve been getting plenty. You’re almost starting to think he’s getting distracted.
You’re garnishing a few plates at once, delicately dressing a sauce over the dishes as you suddenly feel a presence looming over you. A familiar one, at that. Maybe it’s his cologne suddenly overtaking your sense of smell, or the sheer warmth emanating from his body, but you know it’s him.
“You making sure I’m doing my job? Or are you just trying to make me nervous, chef?” He doesn’t have to see your face to know you’re smiling, he can hear the playfulness in your voice.
He leans in a little more, chest pressed against your back, his head peeking over your shoulder. “Just like to watch. You’ve got a special technique.” He kisses your cheek. “And pretty hands.”
You can’t help but giggle like a shy schoolgirl at that. It’s not that he doesn’t compliment you, he’s just rarely that outright with it.
“Something gotten into you?” You turn your head slightly, his moving along so he can look at you.
“S’just never this calm in here. It’s like we’re in our own kitchen.” His voice is low, not being able to me masked under orders being yelled and pans clattering this time.
“Well, that’s not true. There’s usually jazz being played, you have to get my cat away from the stove every 10 minutes, and…” You look behind you to make sure no one is listening. “I’m pretty sure having sex on these counters counts as a hygiene violation.”
His eyebrows raise and he scoffs out a laugh. “I wouldn’t even wanna fuck on these counters. Who knows what they’ve been through.” He pauses, looking at you with a quirked eyebrow. “Would you?”
You think it over for a second. You‘ve fucked in his office, but that’s different. More secluded. Though the walls are still pretty thin.
“Maybe. Not right now.” You chuckle, and he can’t help but join you. Though the thought does excite him.
“Oh so you two can be smooching in the corner but when I take an extra smoke break I’m slacking off?” Richie’s voice pulls you both out of it, heads snapping over to where he’s standing, all sassy, with his hands on his hips.
“Was just checking if she needed help, don‘t get your panties in a twist.” Carmen presses a final kiss to your cheek, before peeling himself away from you and getting back to his station.
“I don’t have my— fuck off, cousin.” Richie stomps away, probably to take that extra smoke break he was bitching about.
Your eyes meet Carmy’s across the kitchen, a playful smile resting on both of your lips.
“Later?” he mouths to you, silently this time.
“After closing.” You whisper.
“Deal.” He grins, and you both get back to work. Though it’s a little harder to concentrate now.
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♡ heart eyes; send in a prompt / idea / aesthetic / song along with a character and i'll make a moodboard based off your request!
uhhhh omg what about the celeb stib au <3
— @inkluvs / ivy
omgggg great idea! tysm for your request bae, I’m so excited to get all of these done!
aster’s 1K celebration / actor!steve au series
#aster’s 1K celebration!#the duet#actor!steve#actor!steve harrington#actor!steve harrington au#hollywood!steve harrington#aster replies#inkluvs
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♡ cupid's arrow; send me a short description of yourself, along with a fandom and gender preference and i'll tell you who i'd ship you with!
hmmm, *scratches head* let’s see… i’m extremely shy and crippling anxious, but i’ve been told lots of times that i’m funny. very emotionally mature because ✨child of mental illness✨, introverted. i’m blonde, waist-length hair, love glitter and spring and can’t choose a fav color bc i love every one. supernatural and harry potter and taylor swift girlie. i laugh at horror movies. i’m 24 and haven’t had my first kiss yet.
haiii tysm for your request bae!
♡ aster’s 1K celebration. ♡
i would ship you with eddie munson.
i love me a good polar opposites lovers type of story. not that you and eddie’s personalities would be all that different, but your aesthetics surely would be. but he likes that about you. brings a sort of lightness into his life he otherwise would miss.
he loves watching horror movies with you and getting to joke about the shitty special effects. he takes your first kiss and holds your face because you can’t help but giggle through half of it, out of pure happiness.
#aster replies#aster’s 1K celebration!#ghostlyfleur#YEAH YEAH#IVE BEEN GONE FOREVER#WHATEVA#IM DOING SOME REQUESTS RAHHHH#ENJOY
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♡ love letter; mutuals only, send this in for a bit of appreciation about your blog and yourself!
omg haiiii, thank you for the request bae!
♡ aster’s 1K celebration ♡
harmoooo i always love seeing your themes, they’re so pretty and i always know exactly which vibe you’re going for too. i also know if i see you hyping up a fic i KNOW it’s gonna be a good one fr
we haven’t talked much but i’d love to interact more! your soft girl witchy vibes intrigue me <33
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