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This post from 1931 is now visible here (including some shots that were originally cut to stay Tumblr friendly 😌)

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Enjoy, babes! See you back on main ♥️

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Just kidding, my darlings! Immediately after posting this update this blog was flagged, and one of my posts was taken down. So in order to streamline things, I’m just going to link directly out from the main blog over to pillowfort rather than use a mature label. I’ll be posting the link to the deleted post which has been reuploaded there momentarily so that you can follow along there if you’d like to!

Likewise, I’ll be leaving this blog up so that any links out from main will still take you here, but to avoid any issues I most likely won’t be posting here any longer after that new link is live.

Thanks for the love ✌🏼💋

Hello Darlings after Dark! 🌹

I know it’s been quite a while since I posted here, but first and foremost let me thank you all for being here! I’ll admit that I was quite nervous to start this sideblog (internet smut, who, me?) but you’ve all made me feel much more comfortable posting spicy pixels in the process! But there will be posts coming here soon so I just wanted to pop in with some housekeeping updates 🥰

I’ve gone back and added links to the original story posts here as well as added character tags for navigation. If it’s helpful to any of you I can modify the pinned post to include these since there’s not really much navigation at the moment.

Also, I will very rarely be adding links out to Pillowfort in addition to this sideblog. While I could simply link out from main, I still like having this space for “mild” spicy content if you will, and it’s easy to navigate back and forth especially when it’s more relevant to the post it’s linked from. But then if the spice ventures too high up the scale, I’ll link out for anyone interested 😌

As usual, much love to you all my dears 💋

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Hello Darlings after Dark! 🌹

I know it’s been quite a while since I posted here, but first and foremost let me thank you all for being here! I’ll admit that I was quite nervous to start this sideblog (internet smut, who, me?) but you’ve all made me feel much more comfortable posting spicy pixels in the process! But there will be posts coming here soon so I just wanted to pop in with some housekeeping updates 🥰

I’ve gone back and added links to the original story posts here as well as added character tags for navigation. If it’s helpful to any of you I can modify the pinned post to include these since there’s not really much navigation at the moment.

Also, I will very rarely be adding links out to Pillowfort in addition to this sideblog. While I could simply link out from main, I still like having this space for “mild” spicy content if you will, and it’s easy to navigate back and forth especially when it’s more relevant to the post it’s linked from. But then if the spice ventures too high up the scale, I’ll link out for anyone interested 😌

As usual, much love to you all my dears 💋

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Happy birthday, baby…

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[🎶] When the sun goes down And the band won't play I'll always remember us this way When you look at me And the whole world fades I'll always remember us this way

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What would a beach vacation be without a little after dark spice? ✨

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[🎶] I could be happy if I died today If I go on living, I will try do same And all of our old quarrels may swing down soon They are calling from the rafters, our clarity a fluke

But for now, let's make love with the lights on And I won't wonder where you have been nor with whom The pictures of your saints hanging crooked from the drywall The body of the goddess in your thin red shoes

And none need understand all the reasons we have come here But as the days grow shorter they may have their say Look me in the eyes before they do, little darling I would be happy if I died today [🎶]

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Today’s mini spice post brought up you by Zelda and Antoine’s ~honeymoon phase~ and Zelda’s newest outfit, which has charmed at least one person into ignoring life’s responsibilities.

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Even surrounded by crumbling walls and stained carpets, old habits die hard with these two, and I think it’s safe to say that Josephine’s reservations about her new living situation have at least ~temporarily~ been forgotten…

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Antoine carried Zelda all the way up the creaking stairs and down the hall until they found a door ajar into a large, but shabby bedroom. He set her down softly on the floor as the two of them silently looked around the space that was to be their new home.

There were vestiges of warmth even alongside the dilapidation; furniture and keepsakes of the previous inhabitants sat forgotten amidst the ravages of time and the harsh desert landscape. Still the linens were fresh and there was a single jar of flowers left for them by Giorgio.

Zelda looked toward Antoine with a wry smile, seemingly unbothered by their new surroundings, “It’s not quite the gilded palace of your youth, is it?”

Antoine returned the good natured teasing with a smile of his own, before throwing off his jacket and gently pushing her toward the bed. 

Already growing breathless Zelda tried to continue, “What’s a man with more robes than me to do here? One with more shoes than books? Does he give up the fine trappings of city life to become a simple farmer?”

By that point her wedding dress was already over her head and crumpled on the floor, “I don’t care Zelda, they can take it all. I don’t want any of it.”

“No? None…none of it, Mr. Duplanchier? Why’s that?”

“Because you weren’t my wife in that palace. But even if this house crumbles into the sand around us,” his voice trailed off as he buried himself in Zelda’s coiffed hair, “You’re my wife here.”

She reached down to help him with the last of his buttons and looked up to meet his eyes, all good natured teasing settled into a silent tension. Antoine cupped her chin in his hand before pushing her down onto the bed.

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[🎶] I still watch you when you're groovin' As if through water from the bottom of a pool You're movin' without movin' And when you move, I'm moved

You are a call to motion There, all of you, a verb in perfect view Like Jonah on the ocean When you move, I'm moved

When you move I'm put to mind of all that I wanna be When you move I could never define all that you are to me [🎶]

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Somewhere between reunion and disaster, in the late summer months of 1929, when the humid air is filled with a sense of frenzied finality and the last of the jasmine flowers bloom.

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🎶 Nighttime on the City of New Orleans Changing cars in Memphis, Tennessee Half way home, we'll be there by morning Through the Mississippi darkness Rolling down to the sea

But all the towns and people seem To fade into a bad dream And the steel rail still ain't heard the news The conductor sings his songs again The passengers will please refrain This train got the disappearing railroad blues

Good night, America, how are you? Say, don't you know me? I'm your native son I'm the train they call the City of New Orleans I'll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done 🎶

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Sometime in the year 1911, when the summer roses are in full bloom and the afternoon sunset illuminates the British countryside…

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Hello darlings after dark! 🌹

Since there are a few of you here now I wanted to reiterate a statement that I made over on main.

All posts here will be labeled content warning: mature, as per Tumblr guidelines. However, Tumblr auto-hides these posts by default, and if you would like to see them, you’ll need to adjust your settings on desktop. There’s an option to blur them, so that you can still choose when they are seen (perhaps not at work, for instance 😉)

I just wanted to make sure this information was readily available on this page, in case anyone is ever having trouble seeing the posts!

Much love to you all 💋

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After a dinner filled with wine and laced cigarettes, Antoine and Zelda found their way back to an empty jazz club.

Knowing that Violette was returning home tomorrow, and there was a whole new set of worries waiting just after daybreak, they stayed up hidden behind the bar, drinking warm beer and laughing with one another.

The quiet of the empty club seemed filled with the echoes of ghosts. Ghosts performing a cabaret show on the stage, of a man dancing in the arms of a woman who’s real name he’d never know, or couples who’s only chance to be together was in the red walls of a club without restrictions.

But in the end it was only the two of them together, together again until tomorrow, when they would need to worry about their lives and all of the troubles awaiting them outside of the confines of their own little sanctuary once again.

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In two different houses across town from one another, two different couples are preoccupied with nothing but each other. One of them laughs together amidst the smell of half drunk wine, cigarette smoke, and a roux on the cusp of burning. Their daughter is with her aunt for the weekend, and they have their home to themselves for the first time in years.

They had already spent one sleepless night together, but it seemed foolish to waste any of their time alone; so they started cooking a gumbo and drinking near sunrise before getting distracted by one another yet again.

Further toward the edge of town, near the ever running canal and the sound of children drumming in the streets, a room is filled with yells. Perhaps the same yells that they’ve said a thousand times, the same accusations and the same pleas.

But in the end, none of their curses seem to matter. They know that they’ll end up entangled in eachother’s arms anyway, to have the same fight and the same opportunity to make up yet again.

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