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[cursetailat]

warm nightlight <3 (Day 497 of Sylvyposting)

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[nina-ya]

Hellooo might I suggest Sanji + "The problem is, if I kissed you, I don't think I'd be able to stop." ? 👀 ilu /platonic

A/N: you got me yearning for sanji you really have no idea what you've done Pairing: Sanji x Reder CW: None WC: ~700

You had offered to help Sanji with dinner preparations more often than not lately, finding any and every excuse to spend more time with him, to watch the way his hands worked with an elevated skill that was utterly captivating, and to lose yourself in the soft cadence of his voice as he hummed a tune under his breath. You sat at a nearby counter, your gaze fixed on Sanji as he moved with an almost otherworldly grace. 

Spices, cigarette smoke, and freshly baked bread that wafted from the oven all melted together to create a scent that can only be described as comforting. Each breath you took was laced with the essence of home, a sensation that settled in your chest and spread through your veins like liquid gold.

Sanji stood on the other side of the counter, opposite to you, his sleeves rolled up to his elbows, revealing the defined muscles of his forearms. The light caught on his blond hair, gracing him with a halo effect. His fingers moved gracefully across the cutting board, the knife glinting with each pass through the vegetables. He briefly glanced up, catching your gaze, and that oh-so-charming smile spread across his lips, almost as inviting as the sunlight that filtered through the windows.

“You know, it’s dangerous to watch me like that,” he teased the words a soft caress that brushed against your senses. “A man might get ideas.”

You shifted in your seat, feeling the warmth of his attention spreading through your head to toe “And what kind of ideas are those?” you asked, your voice suggesting an underlying challenge that dangled between you two.

Sanji paused, setting the knife down on the counter with a small thud before leaning forward, hands braced on the counter, long springers splayed out, the distance between the two of you shrinking until it felt like the world was reduced to a small space that separated your bodies. “The problem is if I kissed you,” he said, voice low and smooth, “I don’t think I’d be able to stop.”

You could hear your own heartbeat in your ears, the quickened thump thump thump reverberating through your head as you held his gaze, feeling as if you were standing right on the precipice of something profound- something that had been simmering beneath the surface since the first night you’d stayed late to help him with the dishes. 

“What if I don’t want you to stop?” you replied, your voice barely above a whisper, the words that spill from your lips an indirect confession that hung between you two like a secret finally unveiled.  

A slow smile spread across Sanji’s lips, and he never once broke eye contact as he rounded the corner with long strides, and in only a moment, he was at your side. He reached out and you felt gentle fingers on your chin as he tilted your head up. “Then we might have a bit of a problem,” he murmured, leaning down to capture your lips in a gentle and consuming kiss. He tasted of cigarettes and the wine that he’d been sipping on as he cooked, a rich flavor that you want to taste over and over again. The kiss deepened, his lips coaxing yours to part and his tongue brushed against yours, sending a shiver down your spine as you let out a breathless whimper into his mouth. 

His hand cradled the back of your head, fingers anchoring you to him, refusing to let this moment slip away. You melted against him, your own hands finding purchase against his shoulders, feeling the warmth of his clothed body beneath his touch.

You felt the world blur as everything else faded away until there was only the taste of his lips, the heat of his body, the soft sighs and noises of contentment that escaped your throat as he kissed you like you were the most precious thing in the world.

You both knew that dinner preparations were long forgotten, but neither of you cared. This is what mattered, this single moment, and the knowledge that neither of you would ever want to stop.

[frayed-symphony]

Little Colloyd animation from the dating sim I made last year with @umbry-fic !

[virize]

Umbry and Espy, a Pokemon Contest duo! Their coordinator thought it was endearing to give them names that they could say aloud (but in hindsight it was a little silly)

Here they are performing their signature combination move, Heal Bell (Umbry) + Dazzling Gleam (Espy), that focuses on emphasizing each other’s features c: Espy carries a Soothe Bell tied to her tail while Umbry wears a Blue Scarf around his neck like an ascot tie, complete with a "shiny-sparkle" tie clip

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[doodliydoos]

Happy Holidays. =v=“

[lee-creates]

Laila: "How ze hell did I get up here? And VHY IZ ZHERE A STAR ON MY EAR?"

Umbry: *Laughing uncontrollably* "Mein gott Laila, jou look like a Christmas angel gone wrong!

Nikki: *Trying not to laugh* "Oh my god-"

*Lee and Eletiy sit on the sidelines, the eldest and youngest Eevee watching from afar*

Lee: *Sigh* "(The second year in a row this has happened..)"

Eletiy: "Well, at least it's not Umbry this year hehe..?"

Lee: "(Suppose that's true, least we can have fun.)"

Eletiy: "Indee-"

*A crash comes from the tree, Laila lays on the ground while tangled in tinsel and the star hanging from her ear. Umbry laughs in the background, rolling in the carpet while holding her stomach*

Laila: "OV FUCK ME-"

Umbry: "HAHAHAHAHAHA!"

Laila: "SHUT UP UMBRY."

*Lee stares for a moment before sighing once more, a smile tugging at her lips*

Lee: "(Well..least now we know not to let Laila around the tinsel.)"

Eletiy: "Hahaha!"

Merry Christmas~!

From: Lee, Umbry, Laila, Nikki, and Eletiy!

[cursetailat]

snug cretur <3 (Day 455 of Sylvyposting)

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bigger hug <3 (Day 381 of Sylvyposting)