#beauty lincoln

[sobeautifullyobsessed]

“Okay, but I want to do that again. And again, and again, and again. With you; only you.” Sinister/OFC of your choice, please

Ugh...I honestly have no way to tell if this is any good at all. Please, if you read this and like it, let me know. I'm so blind in my writing block these days, I can't even judge when I've done something right.

Sinister Strange x Beauty Lincoln (OFC)

This...this shouldn't be happening, she was thinking.

Followed by, it's only a dream...it's just a dream...and I'm not really responsible for what happens in my dreams...am I?

But Beauty knew that wasn't quite right. This was a lucid dream; more than that, it was far from her first. Though it had been months and months since those last ones--and this was far more pleasant than those in the past--his lips on hers were like a taste of heaven after going far too long deprived of Stephen's kisses. She had to wonder, am I so lonely and pitiful and desperate that I'd seek out the dark version of the man I love...the polar opposite of the man who once loved me...just to feel desired again?

It takes two to make this dream we're sharing, precious.

She knew she was hearing his thoughts as likely as he heard her own. That was no surprise, and somehow neither was his assertion. You want this as much as I do, Beauty. I've been waiting a long time for you to let down your guard..."

The claim of his sensuous lips on hers only strengthened as he cupped her face in his powerful hands, further weakening her resolve to deny the forbidden connection between them. Inevitably, she allowed him to nudge her own lips to part enough and accept the slide of his tongue against hers. And of course, the flavor that filled her mouth when he did so was not like her Stephen's at all. Exotic, it was, like some dark rum spiked with unfamiliar spices and promises of a decadence she had never known.

How are you even alive? I saw him vanquish you. Her mind flashed back to the deadly flight of the Eldritch Sword, which her Stephen had used to pierce the black heart of that sinister version of himself. The one who had abducted her while she slept, into the Dream Realm as bait to draw her Stephen--whom he hated beyond any other--to his dying universe. That Dark Strange had died, and thus had troubled her dreams no more--so how was it even possible he haunted her dream now with a clarity that felt real?

Did you really think that was enough to kill me for good, sweetling? Your Stephen was either a fool or misled you. Either way, it matters not. All that matters now is this kiss...and what will follow.

What will follow? Cold panic pierced her mind. Wake up! Wake yourself now, her rational mind demanded, wake up before you cross a line too far...

Yet she was whimpering softly in the depths of his kiss, shivering with the heat this dark and wicked doppelganger had kindled in her flesh. A low growl rose from the center of his chest, and she could feel how pleased this sinister mage was with her inability to hide her sudden, terrible longing.

The advantage was all his as Beauty's will to fight off each new advance slowly melted away in the heat growing between them. This Strange kissed her like he already knew her weaknesses; as if he had studied her and understood her secret desires and was determined to satisfy each one. Surely just part of a game meant to steal her away from his nemesis, for his own ultimate satisfaction.

He twined the elegant, scarred fingers of one hand in her hair and slid his other to the center of her back, pulling her flush against him. The muscles beneath his tunic were as firm as she remembered Stephen's were. Tears prickled her eyes as Beauty reckoned how eternally long it had been since he had held her. And this all felt so goddamn good! She couldn't stop her hands from following the familiar pathways she had loved so well. One lay above his heart, with the other palm against the side of his neck. Despite the paleness of his flesh, it was warm enough to surprise her--while his strong pulse confirmed that this had to be more than a dream.

Mine...mine...mine...

That thought was faint, like the whisp of a whisper, as though this eldritch man hadn't meant for her to hear it.

A surge of anger filled her chest. No. I will not be a pawn in your quest for revenge. Her mind repeated it like a mantra until Beauty was able to pull away, out of his arms and out of the ecstasy of his kiss. She ran her hands through her hair, raising her face to Strange’s, practically hissing the words. 'I will not be your pawn!'

Though the most wicked creature she had ever encountered, his smile--Stephen's smile--had nearly the power to weaken her again. But it was his words that broke through the haze of her ire. 'Oh, sweetling. This has nothing to do with revenge.' Strange took a tentative step forward while Beauty held her ground. 'But I recognize your lonely heart because mine is more lonely than most people could ever fathom. Is it impossible for you to accept that I've been trying to reach you because I'm wanting you for you? For the lovely light of your soul that has called to me like a beacon. Like a promise of just a bit of redemption after the crimes that have stained not just my fingertips but my very soul black.'

Beauty lowered her gaze, fixing her sight on this Stephen's tremoring hands. In truth, she neither felt nor heard any trace of deceit in his confession. She was remembering her Stephen in their beginning days. How skittish he had been and how patient she had had to be. Offering him friendship in lieu of the far deeper love she had longed to lavish upon him. Would it be wicked of her to show this Stephen at least a little kindness? Especially as he was so alone in his reality, and she so lonely in hers?

'We'd have to set some ground rules,' she told him softly, reasonably. 'You can't just barge into my dreams when you feel like it, and you certainly have to honor whatever boundaries I set...' He was nodding his compliance, wearing that irresistible Stephen smirk, and his eyes, a deeper, richer blue than in her reality, seemed focused on her mouth. And somehow, she felt her lips tingle pleasantly with the rich memory of when their lips first met.

Okay, but I want to do that again. And again, and again, and again. With you; only you.That thought came through clear as day!

Beauty gave a little shrug, quietly pleased by his insistance, but determined that he'd have to prove himself before she granted him a single kiss more. 'Now, I have an early meeting tomorrow, so I really do need a full night's rest. And the next time you visit my dreams, we'll be spending the time together platonically. Does that work for you...Stephen?"

Sufficently chastened, Strange gave a courtly sort of bow, and then with a flourish, conjured a single, long-stem pink rose and handed it to Beauty. With that, he dissolved into a purple mist, his last words like an echo that followed her into a deep, contented sleep. Sweet dreams, Beauty, dear. As sweet as the kisses I will win from you someday soon.

kissing prompts

tagging: @strangelock221 @strangelockd

[antvnger]

3.Who are your longest rp friends?

Hhhmm. Longest RP friends…well, I would say @inz-lokisdottir @askmyocsandrpwiththem and @arandomnerdsrp358 would fit the bill. I feel like they’ve been with me from the beginning, and I’ve enjoyed every interaction. ❤️

8. What are some similarities between you and your muse/muses?

Well, if you ask out dear friend Iron Mun, they’ll tell you we have all of this in common. I will tell you we are both nerdy and a bit goofy. We love corny jokes, and we both try to be kind and see the best in people.

9. What are some differences between you and your muse/muses?

Scott loves all the electrical engineering stuff and loves to tinker. I took one electrical engineering class in college and was bored out of my skull. I respect the math and science behind it, but good fricking grief I could not wait for that class to be over. Scott is a better dancer than I am, but I’m a better singer. He’s not bad, but I would like to think I am better.

((And thank you! You’re very sweet! We’re sending lots of love your way too!)) @sobeautifullyobsessed

Munday Meme

[purplefeathersandblackleather]

We Keep This Love In A Photograph

"I swear it will get easier, remember that with every piece of you. It's the only thing we take with us when we die." - Photograh (Ed Sheeran)

Part 1: Sketch As the days until Christmas are ticking down, I find myself aching with an unfulfillable longing. To have a Stephen Strange of my own to enjoy all that I treasure about the season with. To wrap me up in his warm, loving arms when I come home after a bruising day of battling impatient, short-sighted customers who’ve lost touch with the meaning of the Season.

I know your pain, I hear you, V. I knew as soon as I saw this part that I had to draw this for you. I would be lying if I said that I didn't cry for a while after that because of my own struggles back before I met who I now believe is the love of my life. I wanted to do one last, good thing before I went to holiday. As the last petal on the lotus of my inspiration furls inward, shielding itself from the cold and resting for the winter, I will give you this promise.

Stephen is here, with you, even if you can't see or feel him.

I know that it will never ease the full wound of him not being here in the 3D, but he is with you in spirit. And I will draw as many pictures as I can to help you feel like he is. Here you have a way to be with him and should you ever want anything drawn of the two of you, I will be happy to do so for you. Even though you are not together physically, I hope he will come to you in your dreams for Christmas, as I still hope one day that Tony will do for me again some day. Please know that you are in my heart always and even though I do not post new art, I will be looking after you even during Gahan Nidra. Merry Christmas, my dearest friend.

@sobeautifullyobsessed

[peacefulandcozy]

Instagram credit: __suzannah

[andy-clutterbuck]

The Ones Who Live: Behind the Scenes

[riickgrimes]

THE WALKING DEAD: THE ONES WHO LIVE | Episode 4 — "What We"

[dandrew-stuff]

They’re each other biggest fan🥹🥰

[manitapaleta]

the Li-Wilson family is the cutest, change my mind

(you cant)

[favorite-colors]

04/03/2024 - Film At Lincoln Center And MoMA Present Opening Night Of New Directors/New Films 2024 - Arrivals.

[beauty-funny-trippy]

[k-wame]

ANDREW LINCOLN as Edgar Cooke & JACK DAVENPORT as Miles Stewart THIS LIFE · S02.E15 · 1990s · TV series

[sobeautifullyobsessed]

Something that makes me smile ~

Whenever I type 'Be' in the tags, two things always come up. Benedict, of course. And Beauty.

Even though she's semi-retired from RP, and I haven't written her in any fic for months, the original character closest to my heart--and most identified with me--it really does my heart good that tumblr remembers her. I miss writing her like I have no adequate words to describe.

[antvnger]

Beauty!! Hi, friend! It's so good to see you! It's been a while, at least since Christmas I think.

Anyway, I don't know about awesome self, but I'm still myself. Thanks for the compliment by the way. I'm sure you're still awesome and sweet as ever.

Okay, so for the lyrics thing, here's what I got for us from my shuffled library:

"Every high and every low you're gonna go through You don't have to be afraid, I am with you In the moments you're so weak you feel like stopping Let the hope you have light the road you're walking"

listen to the song here @sobeautifullyobsessed

send in a 🎵 and I’ll shuffle my music library and give you the lyric I think fits our dynamic best!

[purplefeathersandblackleather]

"I'm not afraid to face a little bit of danger." (The Lady With Emerald Eyes)

@strangelockd

"I want the love, the money and the perfect ending." (Melt the Ice)

@sinisterstrange616

"You want the same as I, so stop pretending." (A Beautiful Stranger)

@sobeautifullyobsessed

"I wanna show you how good we could be together." (The Rain Falls)

"I wanna love you through the night, we'll be a sweet disaster." (The Golden Web)

✨ Happy Birthday, @the-eldritch-sorcerer! ✨

Thank you for bringing so many people such amazing interactions with Stephen in such a short time. I hope you have a beautiful day and continue to have amazing interactions on here.

[peacefulandcozy]

Instagram credit: __suzannah

[andy-clutterbuck]

2024 Winter TCA Portrait Studio 📷: Maarten De Boer