Just Another Girl on the Internet

30, Female, U.S Hi! Welcome to my blog. Call me Lee Lee. This is where I keep all the random stuff I like. Always SFW. Thanks for stopping by. :)   Icon & header by the lovely and talented moon-boat :) Sims blog: leeleesims1

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~There will be highs and lows, but in the end, we’ll make a beautiful song~

Taren is a farmer’s daughter with big dreams.  Elliott is a young man with weighty responsibilities and big shoes to fill.  When they unexpectedly cross paths, their lives change more than either ever realized…

Glissando is a historical fiction comic set in the fictional Kingdom of Luria. Come along on this slice-of-life, romance story with some unexpected twists and turns! This is my first ever attempt at writing!  I hope you’ll enjoy!

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Current chapters under the cut, so I’m able to update this post as I go along!

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[fibro-memes]

[fibro-memes]

[null-and-void-and-gone]

me when my disabilities disable me:

[spaceshipsandpurpledrank]

[beardedmrbean]

[leroleroart]

Depression comic

[dark-brotherhoe]

When my Mii's are dressed like characters they are supposed to be and they don't like their clothes.

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[temmiesky]

Happy Tomodachi Life: Living The Dream release day !!! :D 🎉💕‼️ Here’s silly mii-lliott to celebrate yay

If i went missing, that means i’m too fixated to the game teehee

[beardedmrbean]

[the-davest-of-uncles]

get tasted idiot

[magvelia]

[hotpinklaces]

The poll results spoke loud and clear haha

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[goth-queen]

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A fun idea for a SFW drabble: The farmer coming over and helping Elliott with his novel and she just absent-mindedly decides to sit on his desk (like Fran from the Nanny). Like she isn't even like thinking about it or trying to be sexy, but Elliott gets so flustered 🤣

I LOVE drabbles! Managed to get this one to exactly 100 words. Poor Elliott is so very smitten.

~*~

How am I to think?

She's perched on the edge of my desk, smelling of earth and roses and petrichor.

Stop over any time. I could use a friend.

I had said that, unknowing how completely undone she would make me.

Her hair is wild and tangled, cheeks a rosy pink, a smile as vibrant as the sun, and all I can think of is the heat of her skin, how her kisses would taste like mint, and the content sigh she'd make if I held her.

She is my muse. My undoing. And all I can do is smile.