First Kiss And Bathing With Lance And Gardienne, Pretty Please🥺

hi everyone

I got a lot of requests, and I couldn’t write as much as I wanted yesterday, so I’ll close my askbox for some time. as soon as I’m finished with what I got, I’ll open it up again, but I don’t want to make you guys wait so much

also, friendly reminder that I don’t mind getting requests in private messages, but I still prefer it if you sent me an ask, there’s a lower chance that I forget about it that way

thank you so much Faaaaaaa <3 you didn't have to make me cry though T-T

also 9 and 15 with Nathaniel (but you don't have to accept both of course)

I hope you liked it!!

1 – Make up after a fight and 15 – Can you just kiss me? (NathanielxCandy)

I was still furious with Nathaniel. Our conversation, or rather, our breakfast little war, still fresh and bitter in my mouth.

It hadn't improved at all during the day, not when Cozy Bear had been full of lovebirds who clearly hadn't yelled at each other before stopping for a Mocha or milkshake. If anything, Valentine’s day moods had only aggravated my state of spirit.

So much that when I was going home, I was ready for the second round of our fight. I was actually anticipating have the chance to tell him everything stuck in my throat for weeks!

Angrily I opened the door of our apartment, expecting to find it empty, like always, he was never home by the time I normally came home, but this time, White hasn’t come to welcome me like usual.

Instead, before I could fully open the door, I was welcomed with a delicious smell of tomato sauce, oregano, and pasta, together with another subtle fragrance of something else. Immediately my eyes went for the kitchen’s island, finding it set for dinner with a huge bouquet of white and red roses on the side in a crystal vase with water.

A little gasp escaped from me, when I took it all in at once… what? A meowing brought my attention down to a White with a big red ribbon behind her head.

“What’s happening, White? Did you plan it all by yourself?” I couldn’t keep the grin away from my face when I went pet her head “You didn’t have to.” I told her, big blue eyes looking lovely at me.

“She didn’t, but I did have to.” I raised my head to see my boyfriend casually leading on the door frame of our room, dressed like he normally would on our night-ins.

“Your conscience finally had a good conversation with you?” The joke came out rude and dry, my grin dead on my lips.

“You can call Amber that.” Nathaniel shrugged, having the sense of showing some remorse. “She brought to my attention that’s just so much a woman can take…” He looked me in the eyes, golden liquid and burning eyes, “… in a relationship if she feels underappreciate and how you have been there for me in basically all my worst moments, without ever turning your back… always believing in me, even when I have done nothing to deserve your faith on me.”

Hands extended towards me, Nathaniel tentatively approached, probably testing whether I would grab the coat rack and try to hit him with it. But, I did no move to grab anything, I waited.

“I’m sorry.” When he saw the scorn on my face, he shook his head, “No, I really am sorry. I’m a ‘real pain in the ass’ and everything else you called me this morning.” Big and strong hands reached for mine “Things need to change. I want them to change.”

I sighed. It was exactly what I needed to hear from him. I let him gently pull me closer, our eyes still locked on one another.

“You better,” I told him, my arms going around his neck, my fingers playing with the back of his blonde hair. “Now, can you kiss me?”

Nathaniel gave me a handsome crooked grin, his stare going down and fixed on my mouth.

“When you ask me like that so nicely…”

I slapped him lightly in the shoulder, making that cocky jerk laugh. Our lips met need and longing pouring from both of us, in a passionate and brusque kiss. Hands going mad with pulling, grabbing, and sliding between our bodies, impatient to give a proper ending to yet another fight. I wasn’t expecting no more fights. When you’re in a relationship, fights came in with the package.

However, I wanted to believe in him once more, I wanted to believe in us. Because I knew what was like to be apart, the void, the grief… and before going through it all again, I rather make sure to exhaust all possibilities before I live for the rest of my life being haunted by the ghost of “what could have been if only…”.

That’s why, when he pulled away, his strong arms tight around me, holding me close like I was the most precious treasure in his life, I couldn’t help but smile again “I love you.”

“I love.” Kiss in the nose, “love” between my eyebrows, “love, love, and love” more kisses scattered over in a few points of my face, just stopping when the only place he hasn’t kissed yet were my lips “I love you too.” Nathaniel said back, giving me the softest of the kisses and I believed in him.

Cuddling; bathing / showering; first time (Candy x Rayan)

first part of this request here, and now comes the second!

1. cuddling

Rayan likes cuddling, mostly after having sex or before falling asleep

given how he's much bigger than Candy, he's the big spoon usually, but he secretly loves if he can be the little spoon

hugging Candy from sideways, laying next to each other with her head on his chest is also a common position, though Rayan isn't a big fan of it as his arm becomes numb soon

11. bathing / showering

the bathroom is Rayan's thinking place, he literally spends half of his life there, just staring at the wall

bathing together? he's not againts it, but he's definitely surprised when Candy proposes it

they don't shower together every day, because Rayan needs his "thinking place", but he ends up growing fond of it when they do. he wouldn't give up the chance to wash Candy's body, he's sure to be thorough

12. first time

(I have no idea how their first time looked like in UL, this is my imagined scenario for it)

those lingering glances and secret kisses are not enough, the two of them need each other and they agree on meeting up at Rayan's place somewhere towards the half / end of the school year

Rayan is older so he's more experienced in this matter, he knows his way around Candy's body, though he doesn't dominate her fully, they are more "equal"

they spend the rest of the night in each others' arms, but Rayan regrets it in the morning, and he tries to be away from Candy for some time

don't get me wrong, it's not that he didn't enjoy it, but he know well what it could mean for both of them if someone realised they are together

when university is over and they are openly together, they are more courageous in the bed, now not being afraid of getting caught

OMG 😱 this was the best Picrew I’ve ever seen, thank you soooo much for the tag @marycecilyy and @myfallenangel04!

Tagging: @jockallensworld​, @mycandylavynder​, @rowenna-887​ and @satansfaery​

I just love creating my queens in picrew

https://picrew.me/image_maker/94097

I’ll tag @myfallenangel04 @jockallensworld @sinfulexistence @draconess-tania​ @one-last-puku​ @someponymcl​ @lizs-fictitious-life​ @amrrygae​ @rowenna-887​ @satansfaery​ @momiyi-chan​ @spacebaae​ @nathanieljacott​ @impossiblerayanstan​ 

Masterlist

Last update: 02/11/20

Nevra:

♥️  Headcanons:

Nevra being a jealous boyfriend 

♥️ Oneshots:

A promise 

Nevra being comforted by his friends  

Nathaniel: 

♥️ Oneshots:

Candy comforting Nathaniel after a nightmare

  Nothing for now…

Nothing for now…

Karolina:

♥️  Headcanons:

Karolina being jealous of fem!Scholar’s friend

Tadashi:

♥️ Oneshots:

Tadashi and Scholar’s first Christmas together  

Alistair:

♥️  Headcanons:

Alistair falling for a fem!scholar who’s a model in the fashion department

Asra:

♥️  Headcanons:

Asra being a jealous boyfriend

Hey, I hope you are doing well and taking care of yourself. Just wanted to tell you that we are missing you, so (no pressure) come back when you will be ready.

ahhh this ask was literally the first thing I saw when I came back after a short break, sorry for only answering now ~_~

(I have to be honest, the thought of not answering at all crossed my mind so I could just see it in my askbox forever, it made me so happy <3 now I must create a tag on my blog for kind things!!! smh)

anyway haha yeah, I'm really sorry for this "wave" of activity - I'm either on the net 24 / 7, or I ignore everyone and everything until the leaves start falling down, there's no in between. I'm trying to be more active and write more! and really, my endless gratitude and love to anyone who cares about me enough to leave a reassuring message like this

now THIS is something I’m definitely gonna be part of

Hey everyone, we are going to do an event. Everyone is welcome to join, so please reblog this message. So many people can enjoy.

day 1 - moving out (Candy x unspecified LI)

Words: 443

TW: the story happens after Candy's husband (I didn't specify who) passes away. there aren't any mentions about how he died; but still read with caution if this subject can upset you

Candy's P. O. V.

"Ma'am, are we free to go, is everything set now?"

I didn't pay attention to the question, still standing in the doorway, sweeping the empty room with my eyes. It was hard to take in the view: my brain filled in the void with the rugs, furnitures, pictures, newspaper on the table, the TV....

"....ma'am?"

I turned towards the young man in front of me; he was working for a professional decluttering company, the very one I called to help me get rid of some of my belongings. My heart ached to let go of certain things, but I couldn't possibly take everything with me to my new flat. The only real love in my life left my side, and I couldn't bear to live alone in the same house that was once filled with his laughter and voice.

I hoped that the organiser would impute me not hearing him to my old age, and nodded. "Yes, everything is on the truck, you can go. Thank you for your help."

He curtly said goodbye, then left, taking his favourite armchair, his desk, his-

The thought of raining on a day like this being cliché flashed through my mind, when I realised that it was my own tear that wetted my face. I thought that I had got over it by now; isn't grief supposed to last for only a few months? That's what all of my friends told me, at least. That it will be better, that I will eventually forget about him, that life will overgrow the pain...

When will it dull?

I walked back to my own car. There was nothing else I could do, the whole house is empty besides few things that the owners-to-be liked and bought. My accidental prediction became true after all; when it was already dark - so dark that the world outside my car's light seemed non-existent - I noticed some drops on the wind-shield. One, two, five, and many, many more. They imitated my tears that started falling once again, and I had to pull over to calm down. There were two images in my mind, never disappearing: one showed the house the way it once was, full of life when the grandchildren visited, being a safe heaven for them; and one showed its present state, the walls ripped from the family photos covering them, the wooden floor naked without the carpets warming them, the dark rooms with all the light taken away from there.

An image of life, and an image of death. A painful reminder of the past, and the truthfully cold present.

And I couldn't decide which one hurt more to see.

"The grief does not go away. It doesn’t go away, life just grows around lit. First, there is nothing but loss. All the time. It breaks up body and soul sharply, without mercy. You have to go crazy, you have to perish in pain. We feel like there's no more. With such an absence, such a large void, it is no longer possible to live. Then life goes on. Time goes on stubbornly. Suddenly the moment will come — it will only become clear later — when it no longer hurts without stopping. Breathing spaces start to take place in the flow of torment that was thought unstoppable. Minutes when you can pay attention to something else. Little islands. Then there will be more and more of these. Suddenly we find that the morning, the boundary between dream and wakefulness is no longer broken by the icy realization that they are no more. Then, sometimes we can smile when we think, "Hm, I remember how funny it was when....!" Memories no longer bring pain, but gratitude that they were here. Over time, there will be new joy, there will be new momentum. There will be plans and new desires. There will be peace and forgiveness, but grief will not diminish, it will not decrease. Life grows around it."

30 day angst writing challenge

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thank you Fa so much 🥺 I’m sorry I couldn’t answer you yesterday, I have to admit, I even forgot about it a little (oops), but it made me feel better after this day ❤️

mcl crushes X brazilian candy

(warning: some  of them are NSFW)

Castiel:

He wasn’t used to listening other music styles than rock, but because of her he would start liking Funk. It was impossible resisting to that beat!

Sometimes, she would put a random song on the speaker they’d dance to it. He’d even ask her to teach some moves.

Would be absolutely traumatized when she told him the meaning of the lyrics of  a couple of songs, though.

“What does ‘Cai de boca no meu bucetão’ mean?”

Candy would laugh so hard at his oblivious face.

He’d love when she spoke random words in Portuguese in moments of anger or concentration, it was so adorable

Would make sure Crowstorm went to Brazil during one of its tours, he had heard that brazilian fans were one of the most excited ones. Also, he would love to visit her mother land!

Nathaniel:

Would love her accent

It was so beautiful…

One of his favorite things in the bedroom (apart from handcuffs) would be hearing her swear in Portuguese. The sonority was too damn sexy!

He would be so interested in her culture and hearing stories about her childhood would leave him wanting to go there. He’d even start to save some money for their next vacation. 

Candy would show him so many memes and they’d get into an argument about which country was the best in making them.

Priya:

One of their plans would be to, once they got some financial stability, go there -probably in February because of Carnaval-. Priya found the colorful fantasies and party spirit so amazing!

Candy would absolutely teach her how to dance funk hahaha

imagine them twerking in the living room

Rap da Felicidade would be one of her favorite songs because of the way it criticized police brutality

They both would rant about how much they hate Bolsonaro and everything related to him

Also, brigadeiro on movie nights >>>

Rayan:

He’d totally binge watch a couple of novelas with her, specially the historical ones! He found the acting so good and it was truly a valid form of art

Would also love to surprise her by speaking a couple of words in Portuguese he had recently learnt, like meu amor, dengo e xuxu (cute ways to call your lover)

And I’m not even gonna talk about his feelings when learning about the Mari Ferrer case and how it made him think of his own.

Absolutely would learn more about Brazil’s culture, specially art, of course.

Hyun:

They’d bond so much over the fact  that both came from other countries, sharing their experiences and talking about their home lands.

Hyun would love brazil’s food. Pão de queijo, churrasco, feijoada and all the candies would leave him drolling

And he’d insist on meeting her family, even if they didn’t live in France. He’d find some way to organize a dinner with them!

Also, whenever someone around him said something dumb like “oh, Brazil is such an exotic country” or “Rio is close to Amazonia, isn’t it?” he’d correct them. He knew Candy hated those kind of stereotypes about her land as much as him about his own.