☆happy valentine's day!☆

shhh...let's pretend i'm on time !!

☆blasts your makoto with hearts and the color pink <3☆

baby girl you're so smile i mean smile i mean smile i mean you're make me smile i mean you've made me smile i mean

Happy Valentine's Day!! 💌

Send this to five different people anonymously, and tell them three things you love/appreciate about them to brighten their Valentine's day!

Three things I love about you:

1. I adore that you send postcards to fandom-friends when you travel. It is THE SWEETEST THING EVER ☺️

2. I love how generous you are! With your home, your time, and your reading 🙌

3. I find it extremely impressive that you launched and run your own business. You are so strong 💪🏼

Athenaaaaa it's so good to see you back here!! ❤️❤️ You're always such an amazing cheerleader and making me feel better about myself!! Hope you had a wonderful Valentine's Day!! ❤️❤️

Good Knight, I have summoned you here because I have a task that only the most brave and noble of knights could complete. The quest is simple, I only ask that you be my valentine.

My lady... I am at an impasse. For I could not possibly accept nor reject Your Grace's request. I beg, forgive my impudence, but I find unbefitting of me your praise - brave, noble? For a humble servant such as myself to reach so far above his station, to love the lady whom he serves, is surely repugnant. Yet, before the all-seeing eyes of God, I must admit that I have many a time gazed upon you with intent unbefitting my station. Woe, how could a man of any status fail to recognise such beauty, such unwavering strength of character? I have tried to quell so contumelious desires, but now that you burden yourself to make such a request of a mere chevalier, I find my resolve utterly shaken. How could I possibly deny you anything, my lady? So is my excuse. It would surely be a sin to lie, however, and claim that I have not wished to ask the same of you in years past. Humbly, Your Grace, with a heart full to the brim of love not for God, but for my lady, I accept.

Morgan, this is so fucking adorable! I’m saving this card, I hope you know! Hope you had an amazing day!

A Valentine Wedding - Part 1

Here we go! I'm actually still taking pictures as I'm sending out this first part!

And yes, I built a beach house in my living room this time!

Where do you live? Love is a place.

late night gift to all of you beautiful people

Crackling- you hear it all around you as a presence gets closer and closer but you're unsure from where- then finally...

[CODE appears!]

You're hastily given a box of chocolates, and suddenly alone again.

Living in environments where everything is perpetually quiet tends to do a spook more easily lol.

He appreciates it! He'll be sure to send a thank you letter 💛

@blues-sues

BONUS CHAPTER: you might be the answer to the sinner in me

Dreamling (human AU) & Hob/Orpheus || rated E || complete

Alternate Universe (human), some non-linear storytelling, semi-epistolary, marijuana use, cheating, age difference (7-10 years), Hob marries Orpheus, and falls in love with his father, relationship problems, marital problems, failing marriage, break up, cheating, masturbation, proDom Dream, Dom/sub, sub Hob Gadling, dom Dream, oral sex, rough oral sex, face-fucking, sex toys, talking someone through sex, like some fucked-up D/s gay porno version of Pyramus and Thisbe, cowgirl position, handjobs, Dream is a horny weasel, fingering, orgasm denial, edging, cockwarming, talk of collaring

Read Chapter 11 on AO3

Hob wakes to bright, late morning light coming in through the cracks between the drapes. Then the soreness settles in. Then he remembers why he is so sore and turns to see Dream still asleep about an arm-span’s length across the king-sized bed. Holy shit all that really happened.

Sourced from a fragment of an audio field recording by French musicologist Yvette Grimaud in 1967 that only included the beginning of a song. From this, Ketevan [Mindorashvili] made an antiphonal choral arrangement based on what was typical Rachian music of that period, adding lyrics from folk Rachian poetry. This wedding song begins with the words “What a horrible thing that has happened to me, my beloved ran away” - this was the only text in the original fragment recording, [thus] Ketevan added from Rachian folk poetry the following [lines]: “Ana, you make my lips sweet, please don’t sneak away, for those eyes and cheeks kill my ability to see beauty in others.”

Happy Valentine’s Day 💌

Send this to five different people anonymously, and tell them three things you love/appreciate about them to brighten their Valentine's day!

You are super sweet

The amazing taste in art and fics

You are amazingly funny

My dear anon! I'm so touched that you enjoy my presence here!! ❤️❤️ I hope you had a wonderful Valentine's Day!! 🌹🌹

Thank you so much for the tag @swallowprettybird!! This was so cute!! 💖

The Challenge:

🧡 choose one of your OC pairs 💚 try to recreate them in this cute picrew like this :з 💛 tag friends :з 💜[optional] choose one of the comics for your couple on first randomly page and link ☺️✨ * you can also find more of comics here

So I'm realizing how few sim couples I've had recently so I dug up an old one... Meghan and Ulrike from when I played the Unlucky Chef Scenario! I wasn't sure how well I managed to recreate them in the picrew but looking at it next to a picture of them in sims I feel like it's better than I thought 😊

And their randomly chosen comic...

If I had ever sent them on vacation in Mt. Komorebi or something I bet this would have been about how it would go Meghan was a clumsy sim so I can see Ulrike having to double check that she's good 😆

I'll tag @minty-plumbob @akitasimblr @bloodylittlemess and @aurorangen but feel free to ignore!! 😁

Dahling a little gift for something you left earlier????? (lol)

Awww thank you Mary! These are so beautiful!

Summary: A movie night, a DnD campaign, a Halloween party, an unhappy compromise, a rejection, and a letter. Mike and Will spend senior year falling together, apart, and in love while trying to navigate growing up and the complicated reality of wanting another man in a world where almost nothing could be worse.

Snippet:

All he can think about is how comfortable he feels, how warm Will’s leg feels where it’s pressed up against his, the hairs tickling his thigh where his shorts have ridden up. About how glad he is that he gets to quit tomorrow and that his friends like him and that Will likes him and- okay. Okay, yeah. Mike is definitely feeling it. And okay, maybe Mike is a bit of a lightweight, but he’ll never admit that to Dustin.  Will shifts, leaning a little closer, his hair tickling Mike’s ear as he whispers, “Mike?” Mike nods before responding, “Yeah?” “Are you drunk?” “A little,” Mike admits, glancing up at Will, “You?” Will shakes his head, lips tilting at the corner, “No.” “Oh,” Mike responds, he watches the way Will’s lips purse together as he swallows, bits of chapped skin wrinkling.  Will leans away suddenly, focusing back on the movie, but now Mike finds himself just looking at him. At the way his shaggy hair almost falls into his eyes, at the stubble on his cheeks where he missed a spot while shaving, the slant of his nose, his chin, his adam’s apple where it bobs up and down as he takes another swig of his one and only beer. At his broad shoulders and his hairy arms and the veins in his right hand where it rests on his own thigh, right next to Mike’s where they have their legs pressed together.  And Mike wants… he wants…

tagging: @foodiewithdahoodie @sparks-olivarpente (if you want to be added to the tag list for this fic, lmk!)