Leia Beischel.

⠀ "I have told you. Take off your 3 AM thoughts outside the bedroom. Here, you're safe with me. And I am, with you." She clung tightly—unashamedly—to her husband's figure like he was a life buoy. He never pushed her away. ⠀

⠀ As Maverick's lips met her skin, Leia locked her legs with his; as one would do to an opponent on a close combat. But instead of an attack, she let her cheeks fell softly on his chest. Leia yawned. ⠀

He shifts onto the bed, one arm instinctively reaching for @MAREETTERRAM, his anchor in a world that’s demanded too much of him, too often. The moment he pulls her close, something unravels inside him. Not with noise, but with quiet relief.

@WINDOFSAILS “Shall I tell you a straightforward method to crack this mystery?” “Right this way, Mr. Holmes,” she smiled cheekily before glazing her plump lips upon his.

“You truly are a puzzle I’d love to solve—your allure is the only mystery worth my time,” he said in a deep, playful tone, adjusting his hat as he gently took her hand, brushing his thumb over her knuckles like a true detective analysing evidence.

@artworksbyMF ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ“I’ve heard that voice before. ㅤㅤsaid Holmes, staring down the ㅤㅤdimly lit street. “Now, I wonder ㅤㅤwho the deuce that could have ㅤㅤbeen.” Portraits of Leia Aberdeen alongside MJ Beischel as Miss Adler and Mr. Holmes for Halloween. ㅤㅤ

ᅠ [CHIRPBIRDICON] 𝘀𝗮𝘀𝗵𝗮𝗱𝗮𝗶𝗹𝘆 Sasha Koch dressed up as Joan d’Arc for MASQUERADE: Halloween Soirée. ᅠ

️ ️ ️ ️ ️ ️ ️ ️ ️ Welcome to the MASQUERADE: Halloween Soirée. The GHASTLY CANYON which will shepherd you to the REQUIEM. ️ ️ ️ ️ ️ ️ ️ ️ ️

️ ️ ️ A symphony of acrimony, a passage of sorrow.
Shrieks beneath the solemn murk. 
O, 𝘎𝘰𝘥&𝘎𝘰𝘥𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘴, 𝘋𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘴&𝘈𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘭𝘴, 𝘩𝘶𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘴&𝘔𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘴, Shall we chant it together? ️ ️ ️ 𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐄𝐌: 𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕻𝖍𝖆𝖓𝖙𝖔𝖒 𝕮𝖔𝖚𝖙𝖚𝖗𝖊 ️ ️ ️

️ ️ ️ 𝘖, 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘩𝘰𝘯𝘰𝘳𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘴, Listen to those chimes; the hymn is about to begin. ️ ️ ️

I returned to the gathering with a lighter heart. At least, I didn’t feel eager to pour a bucket of fish on Sheena’s head anymore. “Thank you. I will continue from here,” announced me. But I realized that Sheena didn’t mend my chains, she created it anew.

Gazing at his blue eyes affects me like drinking a cup of lavender tea; it calms my nerves, relieves headache, and eases menstrual discomfort. It’s called love when a mere imaginary conversation with him can give you safety and comfort that you lack at the moment.

ㅤㅤ 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗖𝗿𝗼𝗰𝗵𝗲𝘁 𝗖𝗹𝘂𝗯'𝘀 𝗡𝗲𝘄𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝗠𝗲𝗺𝗯𝗲𝗿 ㅤㅤ