#radiiele

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Adiiele and her boy, Raoul, in the sims 4. Along with pregnancy pictures of her!! So excited to see what their kids look like. <3

Raoul belongs to my GF, @myosotis-veille~

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Adiiele being sassy!

ANNNNNNDDD

Bonus below!

F*ck he’s tall, I love it. XD

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Have some Radiiele!

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Fun doodles that are in my sketchbook. ❤️

Strom, Hemlock, Raoul and Alastor belong to @myosotis-veille

Kaidan belongs to Livtempleton

Lucien belongs to Joseph Russel

Rennare, Silence, Adiiele, and Mori belong to me.

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“Your love is addicting and I don’t want to stop.”

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Adiiele: “It’s just a bit of fishing, pretty boy.”

Raoul: “Do you ever stop thieving?”

Adiiele: “I don’t know, nobles are the experts at it.”

Raoul: “What do you-”

Adiiele. “You know what I mean.”

Raoul: *Grumbles*

Adiiele: “Don’t like being given a point do ya, fancy pants?”

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Tamed, Funny Word

Character: Adiiele Ward Fletcher

Gif: Adelaide Kane In Reign

Enjoy!

Adiiele was dressed as properly as she could be without feeling like she was going to sprout an ego bigger than the jewels planted on her head. The half elf was in a rotten mood but at least there was cheese.

The ballroom was coated in gold and no words could describe the view of the many different people dancing and twirling in dressing of various colors. On the other side she could see Raoul in the usual monkey suit, looking handsome and uncomfortable at the company next to him. Adiiele took a large gulp of some water downed wined and looked towards the man next to her - she was pretty sure his name was Tatch or something -  a lanky kid who loved to gossip with the beautiful woman.

“Can you believe that I’m not allowed to stand next to the family, despite the fact I’m Raoul’s fiance?” In irritation she grabbed a fork off the banquet table and twirled it in her fingers; she never did quite break that habit. “Can’t believe he’s related to those pompous pricks.”

Tatch let out a squeaky chuckle. “Heh, it’s funny cause he looked like he was going to punch his dad after he said that you had finally been tamed.”

The fork she had been twirling stabbed into the table. “He said what!?” Her voice lifted into the air but only those who had been near had been able to hear. The music continued to play; not for long though. Thatch hollered at her though Adiiele took no notice as she picked up the skirt of her dress and kicked the heels off her feet. Heels would only make hitting the target more tedious and the nordling was looking for a clean shot.

It all took but a slip of her deft hand, a single knife out of some fat noble’s fingers and Adiiele approached the table of soon to be in-laws who looked at her with disgust. Except for Raoul who could tell by the look in her teal eyes that the nordling was up to no good.

“What do you want, halfling?” Raoul’s father, whom Adiiele never remembered the name of for reasons, spat out this slur as if it was sludge on his tongue. “I thought I-”

His thought went unfinished as he found the stuffed pork before him skewered by a knife. Adiiele’s expression was fierce, a slight glow to them as she felt her beast blood boiling in her veins. Later on, she would apologize for this but only to Raoul. He was the only one that she felt sorry for.

With a slight snarl, she spoke. “Tamed,” the word was acid that burnt into her horizontal ears and caused them to fold back. There was a wild beast in her posture, a sense of the wild that could never be taken from her. “Funny word, but I will never be tamed and the next time I hear you say that about me I’ll tear your throat out.” When she finished, Adiiele dusted off her dressed, turned and walked off, swiping one more glass of wine before exiting the room.

When she was alone, she finished the wine in one gulp and hissed at its sour taste. “Asshole.” With that the half elf tossed the glass at the wall and went back to her room.

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Sam Smith - Fire On Fire [From Watership Down] (Lyrics)