#lady-harvey

[bakerstreethound]

🍓Sherlock doing this to reader 😩❤️🦋

1. whispering ''kiss me'' to your lover

2. wrapping your arms around your lover's neck

3. kisses traveling from your lover's nose to their lips

Hello my dear @lady-harvey you sent this months ago but I hope you enjoy what I came up with. I don't even remember where this prompt list resides anymore haha. Anyways I hope you enjoy the soft boy and hi everyone, I live! Comments and reblogs are greatly appreciated.

Berry Kisses

Summary: Sherlock's kisses are one thing you cannot live without anymore. He can't resist you anymore than when he's on the trail of a killer. You live for the quiet moments where you can be at peace with each other, if even for a short while.

All writings belong to me @bakerstreethound​ (Do NOT copy, repost, claim, or translate my works to other sites. I only publish here and on A03 under the same username)

You live for these moments when Sherlock allows himself to rest, a short reprieve from the demands of his day. He won’t admit it outside the doors of 221B, but when you crawl up on the bed to straddle him, he can’t look away. This is one of the best parts of his day, these quiet moments with you.

You offer a small smile in return, watching him, as his gaze meets yours his hands resting along your back, stroking and rubbing circles as you inhale deep, burying your face in his neck. It doesn’t take long before he groans while you not so subtly suck marks along his neck. 

“You’re not going to get away with that so easily," he huffs, rolling on top of you, his lips a fraction from yours, teasing you so close but he feels miles away in the moment and all you want to do is run to him and drown in his kisses.

He pins you deeper into the mattress, piercing gaze roaming along your body, causing you to shiver. It always did in his presence, your body responsive in every way, each touch and caress of his awakening the sleeping siren within. 

His lips still linger over yours, heat cascading along his body, setting fire to yours as if you are kindling ready to burst into flame. 

“Are you going to kiss me or not?” you let out the barest whisper, tongue teasing along your lips. 

“If that’s what you wish, yes” 

“Really I thought it’d take more convincing than that, my love.”

“Kiss me then,” he quips, it’s almost a challenge but a deeper request, He wants more oh how he aches for more of you. You’re already driving him mad being here with him this way and he wants to devour you until dawn breaks, but he lets you take your time. How willing you are to take your time, breaking him down bit by bit, his fingers digging into your shoulders with every desperate kiss, sigh, and plea you draw from his lips.

It’s an addiction you’ll never recover from but will gladly drown in tenfold if you can see this vision each and every day, of him bathed in the light soon succumbing to the shadows. 

Your arms immediately wrap around him once more, straddling his waist and peppering his face with more kisses. He savors it, letting you do as you wish despite the protests of his mind. He wants you, yearns for you terribly but he wants, oh how he wants more. 

He finds himself fixated on your nose, and so he caresses your jaw, cupping his face in your hand to stop you from your conquest on his neck. He barely pecks your nose, grinning at the amused laugh that follows, but his lips remain along your body trailing from your cheek, fluttering along to the corner of your lips before finally kissing you properly. You groan at the contact, somehow pulling him impossibly closer, falling into his adoration and warmth. 

“I need you,” you sigh softly, your heart aching. You’d feel so empty without him, but his lips are your salvation dragging you into the light, saving you from drowning in the depths of your mind. 

He obliges, turning to press you into the mattress, pulling you under him not intent on letting go. “So good for me,” he murmurs, words muffled by the sounds falling from you, your mind comprehending nothing but him and the love he bestowed upon you. 

“You taste,” he kisses your lips engulfing you before brushing against them again, “you taste like strawberries.” 

“I see you’re catching on, how observant of you, my love.” 

His lips press against your neck, savoring the smell of you and strawberries intermingled-, and a few moments pass, his lips find yours once more, fingers carding roughly through your hair, and you groan. You want, how you want more and you let him take as much as you give, his hands falling to your waist gripping tight, worshiping you in nothing but adoration. 

You make a reality what you imagine in your dreams. You find yourself falling into him consumed by him, wanting and feeling nothing but his skin against yours, relishing the sounds falling from his lips, the weight of him on top of you filling your every need. When his hand strokes your sides a shiver follows in its wake, his hand caressing the apex of your thigh, his sapphire gaze staring into your eyes, shimmering. 

“May I?” his gaze doesn’t part from yours not when you whisper a yes against his lips, a long, elegant finger stroking you and the fire consuming you from the inside out. It’s wonderful and all-consuming like him and when he adds another, working you slow, always eager and desperate to memorize this, memorize you for he knows your body, some of the darkest parts of your souls as well and you gladly fall bringing your lips to his in a searing kiss the feeling of him and his adoration pulling the last bits of pleasure from you. There you remain, basking in the bliss, his chest rising and falling curls brushing along his brow encompassed by you in your own universe.

****** 

[dino-fart]

From strangers to friends to lovers headcanon with What If! Stephen x reader

We need content about this guy 😩❤️

@lady-harvey

Fuck yeah we do!

Strangers to Friends:

When you landed in his universe, he was cautious of you

Over time you told a dumb joke that made him laugh

From there your friendship started as he realized you being here was a good thing

Once the portal opened back up he became cold toward you, he knew you had to go home

But you figured out a way to return to him and with a gift!

Stephen was ecstatic and you had routine visits with him

And then...

Friends to Lovers:

Then he started developing feelings for you

You made him feel happy, you made him smile

He knew he had to at least try, right?

He was nervous as hell the day he decided to confess

He took you to a interdimensional garden and enjoyed your reaction

In the center of the garden, he didn’t know how to confess, he just stared at you

But you picked up on it quickly and kissed him

He felt like he was in heaven when your lips made contact with his

Since then you two had make out sessions

He wanted to take things slow and gentle with you

Finally, you showed up in a beautiful dress for dinner with him

He danced with you and let his instincts win

He claimed you that night, on the floor, under the stars

It was a night you two remember 

[sobeautifullyobsessed]

"What kind of fanfic writer am i?"

Ur UwU and help me lol 🤧❤️

Honey, it must be true because someone else said the same!

UwU - fluff ☑️ tender stuff that's my wheelhouse! that and 'tender smut' (somebody called it 'worshipful smut' recently, and it didn't actually feel like a compliment & has since made me question if any of it is truly good/readable, and also theorize that's why I have so few readers😔- so thank you for reading my stuff! ) believes in true love I so, sooooo do. and I have to indulge in it in my fics, because the Man who was my own true love, well...let's just say our timing was incredibly off 🥺, and now I can only hope we find each other in the next incarnation.

help me - bad self esteem ☑️☑️ writes really good but doesn't believe it wellllll, until just recently I thought I was pretty damn good, and it was only lack of readership that made me feel otherwise. but now? well the comment I mentioned above has me shaken and doubting everything I had once believed. o gods we gotta get you a therapist o gods, PLEASE DO!

"What kind of fanfic writer am i?"

[textsfromthetva]

I really, really love your blog!! The incorrect qoutes and stuff is really hilarious and i love it!! 😩❤️✨️

Thank you so much, I'm glad you like my nonsense! 💚🖤

[thisisthewade]

*sees Wade tied to a chair*

*slowly walks to Wade's direction and straddles his lap*

*wrap my arms around your neck and buries my face on the crook of it*

*blissful sighs*

"Ah, this is nice." Wade drops his head to lean on yours. "Hugs are always nice. And you don't have a metal arm, so you're already leaps ahead of the last guy."

[antvnger]

*chuckles* Aaaw thank you! That’s really sweet of you to say. I like that. “Best and cool uncle in the world” vibes, I like it that’s cool. Thank you.

@lady-harvey

[gaitwae]

Send 🐹 for “You? Intimidating? Hell no.”

You're a bbg fr fr 😌❤️✨️

I am??? 😂

[neil-gaiman]

Perhaps sometimes you think "I wonder what that Neil Gaiman does on Fridays when he isn't answering questions on Tumblr?" So here is what I did last Friday... (Although there weren't 40 people in the crew. Only two).

[yuwigqi]

Batfam fanon stuff I hate

Asian Tim/Hispanic Jason from white people (Blasian Tim not included)

"Tim killed hundreds of people"

Cullen being one of Bruce's kids (have they literally ever had a private conversation. Have they met.)

Bruce being a business idiot and Lucius basically running WE for him

Cass being completely mute

Tim hating Dick and never forgiving him for the Robin thing

Damian never repenting, changing his personality and morals, and becoming close enough to Tim to proudly admit he's his brother

Dick not having any relationship to Kara Danvers (THEY. ARE. FRIENDS. WITH. ROMANTIC. TENSION.)

Babs being Cass's mom (I've talked at length about the sexist undertones here). Sisterly relationships are not "less important" than motherly relationships, and unless I'm missing something, I've never been able to find a single instance of Cass calling Babs her mom

BatJokes, Bru/Harvey, BatMask (specifically when the author has it canon in their AU that one of them seriously hurt his kids like in canon)

SlaDick. I just...don't like it. I really don't.

Jason and Tim never making amends (honestly don't know why everyone wants Tim to hate his siblings lol)

Duke innocent uwu boy

LADY SHIVA NOT FUCKING EXISTING

Edit: I was wrong about Cass not calling Babs mom, and someone corrected that. Thank you for correcting me, and I apologize for putting that on this list.

I still hate it very much, but its canon. So it shouldn't be on this list.

Also: these are personal opinions. I am not the arbiter of fanfiction. Write whatever you want forever I do not care. These are things I dislike. Don't take it personally.

[hotvintagepoll]

Propaganda

Bette Davis (All About Eve, Now Voyager, Jezebel)—She is a bitch and I like her so much. Also: unf. She does it all: rage, vulnerability, romantic passion, hauteur that invites beholders to say "step on me" under their breath. Her work in the 1930s, from melodramas to romantic comedies, is excellent, but I've mentioned 1940s films above because I feel that she really was at her best once the studio allowed her star image to get edgier. Also her decades-long platonic friendships with male co-stars (e.g. Paul Henreid, Claude Rains) are very important to me. Anyway: bow down before Bette Davis, HBIC.

Lilian Harvey (Die Drei von der Tankstelle, Der Kongreß Tanzt, Glückskinder)— Lilian Harvey was one of the most popular German film stars of her time, appearing alongside frequent co-star Willy Fritsch like a European version of Ginger Rogers and Fred Astaire. She had it all: she could act, she could dance, she could sing, she was hot, and she wasn't afraid to stick it to the Nazis. During the 1930s, she remained in contact with her Jewish friends and colleagues, which earned her the scrutiny of the Gestapo. When choreographer Jens Keith was arrested for having a sexual relationship with another man, Lilian posted his bail, allowing him to escape to France. She was eventually forced to flee Germany herself, and her film career never recovered. She is perhaps best known to American filmgoers from her brief mention in "Inglourious Basterds," when Joseph Goebbels insists that her name not be mentioned in his presence.

This is round 2 of the tournament. All other polls in this bracket can be found here. Please reblog with further support of your beloved hot sexy vintage woman.

[additional propaganda submitted under the cut.]

Lilian Harvey:

Bette Davis:

"The absolute GOAT of vintage cinema. An icon. Her EYES. Any time you see Bette on screen you know she's about to steal the spotlight. Her range is incredible, she can play coy, shy, mischevious, innocent, evil, hideous, beautiful, cunning, and wise all with the same self assurance and talent. I live in awe of her ability. And, of course, she's gorgeous. I think she peaked in 1950 with "All About Eve", at the age of 42- she was in full control of her craft, she's a milf, and her scratchy voice makes me nervous in a good way."

"She’s Bette fuckin’ Davis! She had a great sense of humor and a lovely pair of eyes! She was a camp icon and fuckin’ knew it. And she wasn’t afraid to make fun of herself!"

"shes got a whole song of saying how hot someone is bc they look like her"

"She's got Bette Davis eyes! Incredible character actress, charming, witty as all hell. Her favourite accessory was a lit cigarette."

[random-brushstrokes]

Herbert Johnson Harvey - Lady seated with a cat in an interior (1910)

[bakerstreethound]

I agree with starks-hero 🤭 you said your eyes is dark, lets see~

Dark brown eyes?

You probably have mid-length dark hair.

You probably have reading glasses (idk tbh lmao)

You probably always wear hoodies or sweaters and like to clip your hair

Yes, my eyes are brown, but not dark dark a little lighter due to inheriting some hazel from my father. My hair used to be about shoulder length back in 2020 before I chopped it all off 🤭 I do have reading glasses and you're spot on with the hoodies I love me a good hoodie 🤌

What do you think I look like?

[dino-fart]

7. Fixing each other's clothes (+ if they say "you look good") with 616!pre-Stephen Strange.

Stephen invited the reader (instead of Christine) to go to the Gala with him. When Stephen is waiting for reader at the entrance (like that one scene in What If!) he was amazed by her beauty. They started to compliment each other while they gently fixing each others clothes as an excuse to just touch each other 🤭❤️

UwU <3

Stephen stood by his car with his jaw dropped. There you were walking outside of the apartment complex entrance with the most gorgeous dress on. You wore a blue off shoulder dress with a silver necklace that Stephen had gifted you, matching heels, and your hair down in a braided bun. You smiled bashfully at his reaction and walked up to him. “I was here to pick up my girlfriend but it seems like I’ve encountered an angel.” Stephen smiled softly at you. 

“Funny I was going to say I’ve encountered Adonis.” You retorted. 

Stephen gently pulled you by the waist to him and brushed a few loose strands of your hair back. You fixed his tie and rested your hands on his shoulders. “I know we have the Gala to go to but...What’s say we skip it and go back to my place?” Stephen let out a purr. 

“Now Stephen, that’s not very professional of you.” You leaned up and kissed his lips slowly. 

He kissed you back and smiled, “Then maybe we can find a nice quiet place at the Gala so that I can worship my angel?” 

You shivered in delight and grinned at him, “That sounds like a good idea.”

Tagging: @strangeswife​, @strangelockd​, @thealleydog​, @wolfie-west​, @k1mikoz, @fizzybubbletea, @pinkthick, @silver-shadow, @strangesthirdeye, @mynamehasbeentakenbysomeperson, @lucimorningst4r, @evelyn-kingsley, @strangesgirl, @dreamxonxx​​, @rosesilverangel, @lady-harvey  

[sobeautifullyobsessed]

"reblog to send your mutuals a hug. maybe just the thought is enough to cheer them up 🥺" awww c'mere

Awwww, just what I needed ~ thank you, sweetie❣️ And may I send the same on back to you...

[springs-art-fordays]

TOH drawing dump

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[smokestarrules]

we NOW have:

Luz, who is canonically bisexual and has been shown to have crushes on both girls and boys and is now in a wlw relationship.

Harvey and Gilbert Park, who are both mlm and are in a relationship.

Amity, who is a canonical lesbian and is now in a wlw relationship.

Eda, who is canonically bisexual and was once in a wlnb relationship with the person she still holds a flame for.

Raine, who is canonically nonbinary, using they/them pronouns, and used to be in a nblw relationship with Eda, who they still hold feelings for.

Lilith, who is canonically on the aroace spectrum and “[is] not so interested [in being courted].”

Masha, who is canonically nonbinary, using they/them pronouns. 

Vee, who is canonically queer, being attracted to Masha, who is nonbinary. 

In other news, TOH remains the Greatest of all Time.