#“we created a new scene in Wildes play!!!��

[yeyinde]

I think there's a lot of good that could potentially come from ai, but I just wish we weren't so willing to sacrifice human creativity and the arts to it so quickly.

[noideabutsims]

Donut Co.'s Sidewalk Chalk Creations P.2

Simmers, Get Ready for Round Two of Sidewalk Shenanigans!

Donut Co. is back with another Simblreen surprise, and this time, we're doubling down on the chalk-tastic fun! We're proud to be part of Simblreen this year, bringing a touch of playful creativity to your spooky celebrations.

Donut Co.'s Sidewalk Chalk Creations P.2 is here, bringing even more fun and creativity to your Sims' world. This jam-packed expansion features 60 fresh designs, perfect for unleashing the inner artist in Sims of all ages!

From the tiniest toddlers scribbling their first masterpieces to masterful teens crafting intricate designs, there's a chalk creation here for everyone. Watch your little Sims giggle with glee as they create colorful hopscotch grids and jump rope rhymes, while their older siblings design elaborate castles and underwater worlds. And who can resist the charm of a wobbly rainbow or a lopsided smiley face drawn by your Sim's littlest artist?

With vibrant colors, playful themes, and endless possibilities for imaginative play, Donut Co.'s Sidewalk Chalk Creations P.2 will transform your Sims' sidewalks into a canvas for self-expression and pure joy. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

A Tiny Hiccup for working hopscotch items...

We're trying to make the hopscotch swatches compatible with the "Growing Together" hopscotch functional items, but for now, they're purely decorative. If i can find a workaround, it'll be posted ASAP. But hey, who needs frustration when you have imagination? Let your Sims create their own games and challenges with these vibrant sidewalk doodles!

So, grab your chalk and let your Sims' creativity run wild! Donut Co.'s Sidewalk Chalk Creations P.2 is here to transform your Sims' sidewalks into a vibrant celebration of childhood joy and imagination. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Most images have my reshade on*** In game images that are more blue are NO reshade. You can find images for this project with no reshade on the curseforge, or patreon. If you are interested in my reshade you can find it here: https://www.tumblr.com/noideabutsims/763209634729345024/remember-those-days-reshade-preset-guess-what?source=share ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Has 60 swatches New mesh If you cannot see all the swatches, place it down and then change the color swatch!

All of our CC can be found by typing " Donut " into the search bar! Name: Donut Co.'s Sidewalk Chalk Creations P.2 Buy Mode Description: The chalk-tastic fun continues with Donut Co.'s Sidewalk Chalk Creations P.2! This vibrant collection adds 60 new doodles to your Sims' sidewalk repertoire. From playful hopscotch grids and quirky characters to whimsical scenes and dazzling rainbows, these chalk creations are bursting with personality. Let your Sims' imaginations run wild and transform their sidewalks into a colorful canvas of creativity! Will be releasing more content soon! stay tuned! ❤️ (NOT affiliated with EA or Maxis in any way! We just make CC!) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ DOWNLOAD: Curseforge: https://legacy.curseforge.com/sims4/build-buy/donut-co-s-sidewalk-chalk-creations-p-2 Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/posts/114281443 Google Drive: https://drive.google.com/file/d/1i_FR2944HIQcYez5sXY8hbmXiTjZpNVe/view?usp=sharing ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Due to financial issues and our promise of never paywalling our content; We have to ask that you guys download on our curseforge if you are willing and able. Just using their site to download makes us be able to have at least a small income that helps us when things get tough - however no matter where you download; we genuinely appreciate every download regardless!! If you can, you can find our curseforge here!: https://legacy.curseforge.com/members/the_lady_gaia/projects

@alwaysfreecc

[bandydear]

now that i've had a sleep and a think about my core problem with the series, it boils down to two things: it's a fake ensemble, and there aren't enough episodes.

these two issues exacerbate each other.

Dexter, a Showtime original, had 12 episodes during its run. Yellowjackets has 9-10 and just the additional 2-3 episodes would really help with allowing moments in the series to breathe. ideally, it would be a 22 episode series. that would give so much more time to breathe, explore mysteries, and have characters ACTUALLY TALK TO EACH OTHER

just in season 3 we had: - only misty mourning natalie and very little legal or emotional fallout from that - lottie's death also having very little legal or emotional fallout - VAN SITTING DOWN WITH SIMONE TO HAVE A CONVERSATION FINALLY AND THEN NOT HAVING ONE - a four month timeskip in the teen timeline now yellowjackets is technically an ensemble, but it's starring Shauna. back in season one, it actually felt like an ensemble, because we were seeing Taissa's homelife and the fallout of her actions affecting them. we had Misty, and Nat's home lives. they don't have spouses, reputations, or children to care for so they're more "free" to operate as they did in the wilderness. Natalie as the hunter, Misty as the wild card. having four mains--two deeply seated in society, and two living on the fringes of it is fun and dynamic tension. adding Lottie and Van in season two still played on those. Lottie has created a new society all on her own to live in, and Van has decided to trap herself in time, creating a safe time cave to protect herself from integrating into society again. neither of them are paying taxes. if the thesis statement of the show is: THEY CAN NEVER GO BACK then this is a good way to show how each of them avoid doing that. Tai and Shauna's lives exploding because THEY CAN NEVER GO BACK makes thematic sense.

but, it doesn't feel earned. important conversations that should be long scenes are turned into throwaway lines or brief phone calls. as the show races on, it becomes PLOT, PLOT, PLOT, with no moment for characters to stop and react and talk about what's happened.

we don't see Van and Tai discuss Coach having caught them at school, and then talking about what it would be like to be a couple out in the world (triggering Taissa's fears which pay off with her not wanting to go back later). in season two, after a whole season of disagreeing! Lottie and Nat seem to have finally align, only for that alliance to shatter with one line? "This can't be fixed with therapy, Nat!" with no further follow up from ether before Nat's death. no arguing? why did Van look at Lottie as god made flesh only for them to have zero private adult conversations?

these are great characters! we care about these characters! we want to see more of them actually fucking talking to each other, but the velocity of characters needing to get from point a-z mows down any moments for introspection--EXCEPT SHAUNA'S STORYLINE. we have long discussions between Melissa and Shauna--interactions that TAKE TWO WHOLE EPISODES and that's why it doesn't feel fair or earned. Tai gets like 30 minutes of screentime, Van even less, and Shauna's whole family gets monologue time? it's not an ensemble! it's the Shauna Show, but for the folks who've gotten attached to everyone else, it doesn't feel fair or earned. I don't give a fuck about Jiff.

anyway, no fixing it now

[luvvixu]

how to tame your boyfriend

content: bf!gojo, mentioned of sex and sexual stuffs, 16+, fluff, drabble, does not contain any smut, i think gojo's like this can't blame me

wanna know how to tame your annoying (and horny) boyfriend when your flight is delayed?

that's very easy. just buy him some lego and he would go on instant mute.

"i can't believe you really bought satoru—a full 27 years old ass man—a set of legos?" your friend from the other line, shoko, wheeze and at the same time confused for your action to tame your boyfriend.

sighing hardly while massaging your temple, you answered. "i had to, sho. he won't stop bothering me to have a quickie since our flight was delayed and he was bored."

your flight overseas was delayed for three hours because of some maintenance needed to be checked in the aircraft. now, satoru thought it is a good idea to spend those three hours having a passionate fornication.

of course you immediately dislike the idea even though you are tempted too. you value your morals, ethics, and dignity. unlike your boyfriend, he has no shame and would even proudly tell some random people that you are his by some marks solely created.

"could've played with his phone but seriously, why lego?" shoko was still laughing, now that you opened your camera and showed her your boyfriend who's literally sitting on the airport floor with bricks of lego on his hands.

satoru looked so focused and unbothered, which is an extremely good thing—like he couldn't stop whispers in your ears, whining about how needy he is right now and how badly he wanted you. but now he's occupied, it is the greatest relief for you.

"first, his phone is dead and was tempt to buy a new fucking phone just because he said charging using a power bank takes a lot of time. had to smack the shit outta him and force him to get out of the apple store."

yep, the idiot forgot to charge his phone before you left for the airport. now his phone is dead, the desire to buy a new one instead of waiting for his phone to be charged in a powerbank is crazy. although, money is not a problem for the head of the gojo clan—he got figures that cost more, more, more than your annual salary.

"second, lego made him focused and entertained on building it, not for having scandalous sex with me. i feel like he's being my child than being my boyfriend at this moment." you joked, lowering your voice so your big baby wouldn't hear you.

"you said it yourself that satoru is a full package." shoko rolled her eyes, but she's not wrong tho. satoru is everything, he could easily afford things and could even make some things impossible to possible.

"touché."

shoko let out a laugh. "anyway, gotta go now. got a client in an hour so bye my boo, mwa!" sending also a virtual flying kiss to your platonic friend, you both bid a farewell to with sweet smile on your faces.

as you ended the call, you turned your attention to your boyfriend who's now almost done on his lego that he's been occupying himself for like an hour now.

you made to take some photo of him and post it on your close friends in instagram because this scene of your boyfriend is literally a wholesome and definitely iconic. satoru glanced at you when he heard you giggle at some adorable shots of your boyfriend.

"what are you laughing at?" your boyfriend glanced up to you, confused and warily.

you shook your head, holding your laughter to not raise any suspicion. "nothing babe, just focus on fishing your lego instead of other things."

satoru showed you the figure "oh but i'm finished and we still have like an hour before our flight…" he paused. your mouth hangs wide, questioning about how the hell he builds almost five hundred tiny pieces in just an hour?! truly your boyfriend was really something but this is wild.

"how did you—"

"can we have a quickie now?" satoru smiles sheepishly.

your face turns more sour at his shameless request. although you understand that satoru is a man in need, but his neediness sometimes is really out of place and it took a lot of effort just to stop him from doing so.

"no, satoru. instead, we're going to have a quickie stop at the lego shop to buy you some more entertainment."

your boyfriend pouted at your answer like a hurdled puppy. "but i'm enjoying it more when i'm inside you."

that completely took you off guard.

"... tempting but no."

©luvvixu2023

[swizzlemynizzle]

Underneath the Noise

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Masterlist

Chapter 6: Post-Party Panic

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The morning sun slices through Y/N’s window like a passive-aggressive reminder of her life choices. Her head is surprisingly okay. Her feet, not so much. The muddy size elevens are still by the door—silent, damning—and her own shoes are God knows where. Possibly in the Thames. The memories of last night blurred at the edges, not quite comprehensable this early in the morning.

Her new flat is still half-unpacked. Boxes lean against the walls, a heap of wires sprawled across the floor like a tech-themed crime scene. But she’s buzzing. Giddy, even.

Her cold feet sting on the kitchen tile as she makes a coffee, an attempt to rejoin Earth after a wild night. As the bitter liquid coats her tongue, the memories feel a little clearer.

Last night keeps looping in her head like a glitchy highlight reel: tambourine guy, fountain dipping, George’s stupid smirk when she called him a hobbit by mistake. The way he’d looked at her—really looked at her—like he saw through the performance and wasn’t put off by what was underneath.

And yet, beneath the buzz, something sharp simmers in her stomach.

Chris’s video.

She’s not in control of how people will see her—how they’ll edit her, meme her, decide who she is based on five minutes of drunken footage and one out-of-context laugh. She’s been on the internet long enough to know how fast strangers form opinions.

She’s done nothing wrong. But still. Anxiety doesn’t care about logic.

She shoves it aside and refocuses on her streaming setup. At least this part she can control. Two monitors up, ring light plugged in, mic adjusted. Her little digital kingdom—home.

Her phone buzzes on the desk. It’s a message from Chris.

Chris:

btw—thanks again for being in the vid yesterday. you were class. don’t let the internet be weird. if anyone gives you grief I’ll just post an unflattering picture of George and redirect the drama.

She snorts. Then reads it again. She hadn’t even realised how much she needed that.

She and Chris had only met a few times before yesterday’s video, yet he welcomed her like a long time friend.

Another notification follows almost instantly—this time from WhatsApp.

New group chat created: CHAOS GOBLINS

Members: Chris, Bach, Arthur Hill, ArthurTV, George, Y/N

Chris:

everyone give a round of applause to Y/N for not bailing when we made her wade into a public fountain

Bach:

absolute trooper. also possibly immortal?

Arthur Hill:

I still haven’t thawed out. if i die tell the coroner it was for content

ArthurTV:

100% worth it. someone check on Pickle the ferret tho

George:

still think Y/N peaked at “clown shoes and Hot Bitch Ready To Party shirt” tbh

Y/N:

sorry that I’m setting fashion trends you all can’t keep up with

Chris:

love you guys

Her grin creeps up before she can stop it. Despite the cold floors and the lingering worry, the thread of connection weaving through her screen is warm. Real.

Her Discord pings next.

georgeclarkey:

you up for streaming today or are you still emotionally recovering from trench foot?

She blinks.

Then grins wider.

y/n:

depends. are you going to insult my shoe choices again or play COD like a civilised human being?

georgeclarkey:

no promises. get in the vc.

She joins the call and is immediately met with George’s voice, clear and low and just a bit smug.

“There she is. The woman who turned the fountain into her personal Olympic trial.”

“Jealous I outpaced you in the chaos Olympics,” she replies, slipping her headset on.

They load into a match. It’s easy, this. Banter bouncing between them like they’ve done this for ages—even though this is technically their first proper stream together.

He makes dry, ridiculous commentary.

She mock-scolds him for stealing her kills.

He starts humming Wonderwall at one point and she threatens to rage quit.

The chat, naturally, loses it.

@bananasformonsters:

why do they lowkey sound like a couple

@yourewatchingBBCthree:

"she turned the fountain into her personal Olympic trial" – I’m crying, marry her already

@justvibingirl:

how do they know each other?? is this a collab or a situationship??

She snorts reading the comments, but George—either oblivious or intentionally ignoring them—just keeps playing.

After two hours and several chaotic rounds, they finally log off.

Y/N slumps back in her chair, cheeks aching from smiling. She opens Instagram on autopilot, half-thinking she should maybe share a clip.

And then—

@georgeclarkey followed you.

Huh.

A second later, a DM pops up.

georgeclarkey:

sorry in advance for the influx of people asking if we’re dating. feel free to deny everything. or say we met in Tesco. up to you.

She stares at the message for a moment. Bites her lip.

Then types:

y/n:

Tesco feels right. Two hands met over the last salt and vinegar packet. Destiny.

The typing bubble appears.

georgeclarkey:

iconic. should probably get married for the brand alone.

She laughs out loud. Okay, maybe she’s going to be alright.

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@madforgeorge

@wherethezoes-at

@sundarksposts

@clarkey4life

[novlr]

I have a bad habit of never finishing writing I start - I work hard on a story, make it to 3/4 of the way through, then lose passion for it and start something else. I know the key to overcoming this is discipline, and I’m trying very hard to make myself keep going with my current story that I like very much and spent so much time researching and outlining, but it’s a struggle every day to make my writing goal. Any advice for how to re-ignite writing spark or how to push through to the end?

We can lose our drive to write for a lot of reasons. It often indicates a growing maturity as an artist — you understand the craft better and your own (current) limitations better, and so you begin to feel overwhelmed in a way you didn’t before. It can also be that external anxieties are getting in the way or simply that you’ve lost interest in your current project. 

Hope is not lost. Read on for some tips on reclaiming your writing spark. 

Shift gears

Sometimes, all you need to reignite your writing spark is to engage your brain in a different way. If you’re struggling with your novel, take a break and try writing a poem or a piece of flash fiction. Or, you could try drawing sketches of your characters, a map of your story’s world, or some possible outfits for your climactic battle scene (it doesn’t have to be good. No one’s going to see it). 

The trick is to stay creative but to approach your work from a different angle. 

Change location

If you’ve been trying and failing to write at your desk, surrounded by crumpled up dreams drafts and last week’s candy wrappers, you may be suffering from an environment with stagnant energy. Try taking yourself on a writer’s date: go to a location that fits the tone of the project you’re working on (lux hotel lobby, seedy theatre bar, the wilds of a nearby park), and see if that gets your creative wheels turning. 

Dress [in]appropriately 

In Writing Down the Bones, Natalie Goldberg has a chapter called “Blue Lipstick and a Cigarette Hanging Out Your Mouth”. By this she meant, “Use outfits and props to step outside yourself and get a new perspective”. You might find it helpful to have a special “writer’s sweater” that you only wear when you’re writing or to dress like someone confident and cool enough to smash writer’s block in the face. 

Do some soul-searching

What’s really going on here? If the above tricks aren’t doing it for you, there may be some bigger issues at play that are inhibiting you from connecting to your writing spark. 

Write letters

I’ve written about the restorative powers of letter writing before, and I’ll mention it again: handwritten letters are a great way to get the words flowing. You don’t actually have to send them when you’re done (although you can if you want to); the recipient doesn’t even need to exist. Simply by putting your thoughts down in a low-risk way, you’re unclogging your creative pipes. 

Join a writing group

There’s power and accountability in numbers. You can find writing groups online, through community centres and writers centres, or by sticking a flyer up in a bookshop and starting your own. There’s even a Novlr writing community on Discord where we share tips, struggles, and just generally talk craft! By inviting other people into your writing practice, you’ll have some support and encouragement to keep you going. 

Find your writing spark with writing prompts

The internet is awash with writing prompts. These can be a helpful way to get something down on paper and stretch out your writing muscles. Whether it’s a premise, an opening line, or a character study, writing prompts can give you a gentle, creative push and even inspire new work.

Experiment with found structure

If writing a traditional story feels like pulling out your own teeth, try a found structure story. This means using fictional “found material” like shopping lists, calendars, to-do lists, ticket stubs, banking records, and so forth to create a narrative. 

Here’s an example: Imagine a week in which a bride-to-be prepares for her glorious wedding, is left at the altar, rages in misery, and ultimately emerges healthier and stronger. Now, write her shopping list for each day of that week. How does it change from beginning to end? How much emotional detail can you communicate to the reader through the items that appear on these lists? This can be a fun way to create a story without the anxiety of writing it.

Set a petty life goal

I am a proud champion of the value of pettiness as a motivator. There are plenty of noble reasons to write: to share powerful stories, to help readers in need of healing, to inspire others to write stories themselves, and to draw attention to important social issues or minority identities. 

There are also some really inane and selfish reasons to write: to become more famous than your ex, to appear on TV and make your ex regret everything they’ve ever done to you, to have your book made into a movie and receive casting consultation rights and pitch your favourite actor in the lead role and allow them to take you for coffee as a thank you. But the thing is… these are the motivations that are really going to pull you out of the dirt when you need it most. Find the silly driving goal that really gets under your skin and hold onto it for dear life. 

Forgive yourself

Many writers experience a lot of shame when they aren’t writing as much as they feel they should. Needless to say, this shame only makes the writing harder. Allow yourself the space to take some time when you need it, process your struggles, and return when you’re ready. The page will be waiting when you get back. 

[freshxsturniolo]

THATS FRESH LOVE FOR THE FIT - chris sturniolo x femreader!

request : Can you write a fic about how all the triplets are at a fresh love merch photoshoot. Y/N is the model but then Chris starts to check y/n out and starts to get hard but doesn’t want his brothers to notice and tries to play it off but y/n does notice and does something about it….

warnings : smut, oral, self masturbation

chris could not take his eyes off of you. not that he ever usually could anyway, but seeing you standing so effortlessly gorgeous, a complete natural, in front of the camera for his OWN brand made him feel giddy.

you had wore fresh love around him a hundred times before, you had your own stash of clothes but you equally would always steal his too, but there was something about this that was different.

he had never wanted to ask you to model before, only for the fact he felt protective of you. for the most part, his fanbase was incredible, but there was no hiding some of the more hateful comments you received. he admired the way you didn't let it bother you, but there was a difference between the odd instagram post and an entire photoshoot.

but gods, he couldn't resist anymore. it started with the most previous lets trip merch drop, and the way the internet went wild for the new baby tees. they had been your idea, knowing the fanbase would love them, and they kicked themselves immediately for not asking you to model when they announced the merch drop on instagram and saw the way the comments went wild.

just me who thinks @/yourusername should have modelled that baby tee?

nah more baby tees next drop and get @/yourusername to model please

excuse me? baby tees? @/yourusername we neeeeeed some pics of you in this

so when it came down to picking models for his next fresh love drop, he had bounced on you immediately.

"are you sure?" you had said with an excited smile when he asked you, thinking he was going to simply ask you to come along. he knew you had a creative eye and would help him direct the shoots.

"of course, baby. if you feel comfortable to?" he had asked, and you had wrapped your arms around his neck.

"i would love to"

but chris underestimated just how much he would find if difficult to watch you, for the pure and simple fact you were the most beautiful girl he had seen in his whole entire life. you were stood now behind the camera, a fan was placed strategically at the side of you to blow your hair across to the side. you were bare faced, chris' favourite look on you, with some lipgloss on your lips to make them shine throughout the camera, and a sultry look upon your face. you damn well knew how to work the camera.

"gods, she looks incredible" nick said at the side of chris as he watched you, taking his phone out and snapping some photos for you on his phone. you had asked nick kindly to take some behind the scenes photos for you to look back on, and help promote the drop for chris when it was finally released.

"yeah" chris mumbled, swallowing deeply as the photographer asked you to turn more the side. you were modelling a new t-shirt and sweatpants, and the photographer had asked you to move so the side of the pants where visible, fresh love running down the side of the leg. you knew exactly what you were doing, placing your hands in the pockets and arching your back, your ass sticking out ever so slightly to create the perfect curve. he could not stop looking at you. he couldn't.

you were in your own zone, feeling more comfortable than you even thought you would. you'd done shots with the other models first to get you in the zone, having never modelled before, yet somehow when you were alone it had come so naturally to you. you knew your better angles, knew the vision chris had had for this particular launch.

so when you finally let your eyes wonder to him, you can't help the smirk that overcomes you. he's standing next to nick, who you notice is taking photos on his phone of you, with his arms crossed. his eyes dark but intensely wide as he looks over you. you wander your eyes back to the camera for just another second but you can't seem to stop yourself from looking back towards him. nicks saying something to him now, and chris all but nods, before his eyes wander to yours. you stare at each other in a moment of knowing. you were doing perfectly.

he gulps, walking forward slightly, when the photographer calls cut for a second. you snap your head straight to him, giving him a smile.

"are they okay?" you ask, putting yourself in a more relaxed position. and the photographer smiles.

"perfect, do you wanna come look?" and then he turns to chris. "chris, man, do you wanna come and look?"

you look over at your boyfriend and watch as his eyes finally divert away from you, and he gives a smile to the photographer before walking over. you smile, stepping forward towards the laptop with all your photos already automatically transferred over. when you see the first few, you let out a giggle, happy with the way in which they come out, before you feel firm hands on your hips.

you smile, turning your head to catch your boyfriends eye for just a second before he diverts back to the laptop, pulling you closer into him. a small gasp leaves your lips when you feel him, his erection hard against your back. chris gives your hips a squeeze, signalling for you to be quiet, and you let out a smirk as you look back at the photos.

“she’s a natural, chris. i can’t believe you’ve never asked her to model before”

you smile up at the photographer as chris speaks. “yeah, me either. is she done?”

you quick whip your head to chris, giving him an eye, but he ignores you as his eyes bore into the photographer.

“unless you wanted photos together,” you press your back against chris now, the top of your ass rubbing against his cock, and he lets out a small whimper. “to show the clothes are unisex? i think it would be a great selling point”

you spin around now fully in chris’ grasps, pressing your chest against his, the dark sultry look in his eyes tells you everything you need to know.

“shall we, baby?” you smile up at him, and he looks at you for a second, putting his arm around your back and pulling you closer to him, his erection now hard against your stomach, before looking towards nick.

“can’t nick do it?” he says, his throat husky.

you smirk but whip your head to nick, who looks up from his phone.

“me?! i think he meant it would sell well as a mr and mrs type situation” nick barked back, and you let out a chuckle as you look back up at chris, just in time to see him gulp. he looks to the photographer before back to you, and you tilt your head to the side.

“what’s wrong, babe?” you say, pressing yourself further into him, and he lets out a small groan before looking back to the photographer.

“can we take 5? i need to change” chris almost crocked out, and you let out a satisfied giggle as you go to step away from him. but his grip on you becomes tighter, and you only have to look down for a short second to see his current pants are doing nothing to hide his growing member. you smirk, embracing in his touch and feeling giddy at the thought of his reaction to you.

the photographer smiles and nods before looking toward you. “do you wanna take a few more single shots whilst we wait?”

but you don’t get time to answer. “no.” chris says for you. “i need to talk to her a second”

the photographer throws up his hands, before turning back to his computer. chris bends down to speak in your ear.

“start walking, and stay firmly in front of me” he whispers, and you give him a sultry smile. “and stop fucking looking at me like that, unless you’re going to do something about this little problem.”

you smirk. “little?” you say, looking down at him.

he groans, twisting your body around and pushing you forward slightly, and you can’t help but laugh as you start to walk forward. but you don’t get far before nick is on your side, his phone thrown in your direction.

“look at these” he beams, and you take the phone from him as you flick through the photos he had taken.

“oh my god” you smile, genuinely happy with what you can see, but hands are in front of you and the phone is whipped from your hand.

“chris” you squeal, turning around to look at him, but he grabs your hips and pulls you against him as he tosses the phone back in nicks direction.

“not now, nick” he says, and nick throws him a questioning glance, his eyes diverting down to chris’ hands firmly on your hips. his eyes widen slightly, but chris is pushing you forward again, aiming towards the back room where the changing rooms for the models is.

“chris” you whisper, and when you’re finally out of the clearly of others eyes, he steps to the side of you.

“i’m not having my brothers see what you do to me” he says, grabbing your hand.

you’re silent for a second as he walks into the changing rooms, pushing you inside and checking you’re alone, before he shuts the door behind you. he leans his head against the door, taking a deep breathe before he spins around to look at you.

“sorry, baby. you just - fuck - you look so good. i need a minute.”

but with your eyes firmly on the outline of his cock through his sweatpants, you pounce. your hands are on his waistband immediately, and you start to pull them down.

“what are you-“

“let me help, baby” you say, pushing him against the door and getting down on your knees.

“you don’t need to - oh fuck”

it’s too late, his sweatpants are down and your hands are palming him through his boxers, one hand hooked around the waist band as you pull those down too. his cock springs against his stomach, pre cum already covering his tip as you take him into your hands again.

“don’t need to, huh? you was just going to let this go down by itself” you say, and he looks down at you with a look you’d seen so many times before. he couldn’t resist you, he needed you. “i’ll make it quick” you joke, and you move forward as you take him whole. your soft plump lips working him immediately.

“fuck” he groans, his hands coming to your hair, taking a firm grip as you bob your head up and down. it’s been seconds and he’s already shaking, his back hitting the door as he arches his hips forward so you’re forced to take him even deeper.

“look at me” he whispers, grabbing your hair and tugging so you automatically look up at him. you can’t help but let out a chuckle, the vibrations it sends across his cock making him almost whimper. but he keeps his eyes on you, even when you twist your head to take him deeper, your tongue working across his tip every other second, something which you knew sent him crazy.

“my fucking girl” he whispers. “my beautiful fucking girl.”

and you can’t help but moan, your thighs clenching as his words sends shivers through you, right to your core. but he notices, he sees the way your eyes change and your legs get tight together and he doesn’t even think before he lets out his next words.

“touch yourself” he says, and you stop what you’re doing immediately, removing your mouth from him. his eyes widen. “fuck, sorry. you don’t have to, i don’t know what-“

but you don’t let him finish before you slid your hands down your sweatpants, feeling your own wet folds. his eyes widen again, and he’s about to say something before your mouth is on him again, taking him deep, whilst your rub your own clit.

this was the hottest thing you’d ever done.

“oh my god” he whispers, his eyes diverting from your eyes to your hand, not knowing where to look.

you can feel yourself close to the edge within seconds, the feel of his cock withering in your mouth, your fingers moving vigorously as you touch yourself, and the both of you give up looking at one other. his hands slams backwards whilst your eyes clothes, the pleasure almost unbearable for you both.

“i’m going to cum, babe” he shakes out, and you use it as a sign to take him faster, your own hand working in unison with your hand. “look at me” he says again, and so you do.

you climax before him, a whimper escaping you whilst he’s still in your mouth, but it’s that that sends him over the edge as his load enters your mouth.

you move your tongue across him just a few more times, the same way in which you move your fingers just to get the last of your high, before you slowly lick your tongue up his whole length, pulling him out of your mouth, and then you let out a smile as you swallow his cum whole.

“fuck, babe, fuck” he shakes, as you finally remove your hand from your sweatpants. you’re covered in your own juices, but as you stand up chris grabs your hand immediately, taking one look at your fingers before he puts them in his mouth, licking you clean. when he removes them, he twists your hands around and kisses the back of your hand.

“chris” you say, and he looks at you. “that was-“

“i love you” he says, not even letting you finish, and you can’t help but let out a laugh as you lean forward, pressing your lips against his.

“i love you too, goof. now get changed.” you mutter against his lips before you take a step to the side.

he chuckles before he steps forward, reaching down and pulling up boxers. you watch him as he steps towards the pile of clothes towards the back of the room, picking out the same outfit as your own and getting himself changed. when he turns around to look at you, he smiles.

“you’re insane, did you know that?” he says, and you roll your eyes jokingly as you finally turn around and open up the door.

but it’s the same time as matt was just about to open the door to come in, and you both let out a small squeal as you make each other jump.

“jesus, matt” you laugh, holding your hand to your heart.

“i thought you were having your photos taken, what are you-“

but he stops short as chris comes up behind you. there’s a silence between the three of you before matt turns on his heel.

“ew my fucking god. ew ew ew”

and you can’t help but let out a laugh.

“bro” chris begins, but matt holds up his hands and continues to walk off, his back turned on you both.

chris lets out a grumble before he holds onto your hips again, whispering in your ear.

“this is your fault.” he says, and you let out a smile as you turn your head to look at him.

“just doing my job” you say, before you skip off back in the direction of the photographer.

a few weeks later when the launch finally drops, you post a photo to your instagram of a behind the scenes photo nick took of you both. chris’ around your waist as you stand just off to the side of him, your hip pressed against his back so you can see the new t-shirts clearly, but your hand is entwined with his.

@/yourusername : proud of you always @/christophersturniolo. new fresh love out now!

comments :

HE FINALLY GOT YOU TO MODEL!!!

do i fancy chris or you more?

cutest fucking couple ever.

mattsturniolo : scared for life.

tarayummy : my king and queen.

HELP WHAT DOES MATTS COMMENT MEAN?

[fant-asm4]

Ok, i’ll say it: when are we finally getting a d20 campaign for the freaks?

And why have i just created the perfect table?

System: Monsterhearts 2

DM: Ify Nwadiwe - allowed dropout to air the list of the # of times he and Em fucked each month, posts videos of himself crushing watermelons between his thighs when baited, includes Polysecure on his list of campaign essentials

Aabria Iyengar - #1 Monsterfucker, instigated the first in-game threesome in CR history, created A Court of Fey and Flowers

Erika Ishii - #2 Monsterfucker, seduced every PC and most NPC’s in the CR Monsterhearts one shot, created an enchanted cock ring for a villager in her first scene in WWWO

Brennan Lee Mulligan - will match anyone’s freak at any table, created Plug Strutt

Rekha Shankar - known big ass cartoon-lover, pulled that move (spoilers in the tags) in the Of Mice & Murder finale, every table of freaks needs one person who is this level of wild card

Grant O’Brien - “Hello, I’m…FIFTY?!” literally just watch any of the True Facts About Grant Anthony O’Brien episodes of Breaking News

Ally Beardsley - would somehow be the grounding force in the season, no one plays uncomfortable and horny like they do, 69 for healing

[albamelody]

Quiet Connections

Chapter Two: Seductions

Under the soft hum of afternoon light in her living room, I found myself sitting on the edge of her couch while she moved about, preparing for her six‐year‐old’s birthday party. We chatted about everyday things until the conversation drifted to something more personal—our private moments of self-pleasure. With a half-smile and a playful tone, she shared details of her daily routine, describing with straightforward candor how she took time for herself after her child started kindergarten.

A few days later, my phone buzzed with a message from her. I opened it to find a picture of her in the midst of her self-indulgence. The image stirred something inside me—a longing that felt both familiar and newly charged. I responded in kind. I stripped off my clothes in the privacy of my room and sent her a video where I explored my body, letting my fingers trace along my skin and over the large clit at the top of my wet, aching pussy.

Her reply was immediate and direct: “Next time we need to do this in person together.”

Two days later, I found myself at her doorstep under the guise of helping out with the party. The moment I entered her living room, her eyes sparkled with an invitation. Within minutes, she pulled out her phone and played a video—a scene of two women lying side by side on a bed, taking turns pleasuring themselves. “I want to do this with you,” she said, her voice low and sure.

I watched the video, feeling my body respond with every passing moment. “Damn, that’s hot,” I said, barely above a whisper, as she scrolled through more clips until every new image left me more aroused than the last.

Without further words, I felt her hand on my thigh. Her breath, cool on my neck, sent shivers through me as she murmured, “Let’s cum together.”

Before I knew it, we were in her husbands’ bedroom—a space that had always been just part of our everyday lives. There, in a moment that balanced on the edge of reality and fantasy, she began to undress. I watched as she removed her clothes slowly, her body laid bare for the first time in an entirely new light. I could see curves and soft angles, the familiar anatomy redefined in a way that both comforted and ignited something within me.

I, too, let go. I shed my clothes and let my body be seen. As she took in the view of my bare skin—my exposed breasts, the subtle detail of my pussy lips, and my large clit—I could feel her appreciation. “Yes, girl! I’m going to have no problem cumming to you,” she joked lightly, her tone mixing humor with raw desire.

We began to pleasure ourselves side by side on the bed. I watched as she’s fingers moved rapidly, her rhythm quick and unrestrained—a stark contrast to my more measured, slow caressing. I found a strange beauty in her wild, unabashed method, even as I continued my own deliberate explorations. The room filled with soft moans and whispered acknowledgements of pleasure, and soon her body tensed. She squirted—something new and vivid in the intimate tableau we had created. I gasped, my own climax following quickly as I cried out in response.

Afterwards, we lay there quietly, our bare bodies still in the soft afterglow of our shared release, the sound of our labored breaths mingling in the quiet room. She leaned over, planting a gentle kiss on my neck. “Next time, we're scissoring,” she said with a playful promise.

In that moment, we knew our friendship had transformed into something deeper—a quiet, shared understanding of intimacy that was as honest as it was wild. It was a secret kept in smiles, subtle touches, and whispered plans for the future, a promise of moments yet to come.

___

Part 3 coming soon ... 🤭

[sleeplesssmol]

Vertin's personality and traits based on in-game context.

Contains Spoilers.

Will update when I find more tidbits about our beloved Timekeeper.

Updated: March 15 2024

Vertin sucks at math.

Not much to say here. Although, this is another difference between her and Sonetto, who loves math. I hope they do something with this later because it'd be fun.

Vertin is 16 confirmed

While this isn't a personality trait, I did see some debate about her age since it wasn't officials stated until now and it was assumed through context. Prisoner in the Cave explicitly confirms her age. Vertin became Timekeeper when she was 12 and has been the the TK for the past 4 years.

Vertin is a pianist and a painter.

You can see a piano in the back of her office in the Suitcase by the window. It makes sense in regards to Vertin's musically inclined Arcanum. There's an easel and stool in her office too. She doesn't merely collect art, she creates it. Vertin also owns a camera (official artwork released) too and mentions her photography in the begining, so this isn't new but I thought I should add it.

Vertin's still playful under all her composure.

We know baby Vertin was a little menace, but we can still see a spark of that mischief in her later years. For example, Vertin slapping a fake mustache on Regulus to avoid Sonetto really captures this. We can tell from other characters' voice lines that Vertin will most likely play along with their shenanigans. She'll chirp like a bird in response to Rabies talking about his bird friends (Wilderness interaction). She'll help Sonetto during hide and seek (Wilderness). She watches movies with Eternity and An An Lee. X asks her for help with his projects. Going through her crew's voice lines really paints a better picture of how she interacts with others. The voice lines point to someone playful and curious when she's not in work mode.

Vertin was a gremlin.

Vertin's love language is giving.

We know baby Vertin loved to give gifts to a reluctant Sonetto, but that part of her still exists. She tried to grant everyone's last wishes during the 1929 Storm. We also know she gives Lilya alcohol as a gift upon her return from 1929. She is also very direct. We see her ask people what they want or what can she do for them throughout the story. To expand further, you could say she likes fulfilling people's desires instead of limiting it to material gifts. We can see more of instances of this during the Green Lake event, especially in the way she protects Jessica from the Foundation. She also tried to get Regulus funding for a ship. I love the Suitcase Dad meme, but it's rooted in nuggets of truth.

She was a crappy student, yet she was also a resourceful gremiln. Vertin never liked the institution! Honor student? Top of the class? Never. Teachers are filled with that "Godamnit Vertin" energy toward her too. I hope we see more gremlin energy in the future.

One-sided childhood friends.

Vertin is a collector.

Sonetto and Vertin were desk mates but Sonetto couldn't stand Vertin when they were kids. She even tried to avoid Vertin at times but Vertin persisted with her gifts. We can see this in the hallway scene. Sonetto's about to change routes to avoid Vertin but Vertin called out to her to give her a frog she caught. Kinda funny how Sonetto can't stand Vertin but also can't resist her when they were kids. Vertin and Matilda were actually closer back then. Well, at least until the tear gas incident. Sonetto changed after Vertin was hurt and the rascal wasn't around to bother her. I feel like this tidbit says a lot about Vertin and her influence on people.

Baby Vertin collected rocks, bugs, and frogs. Adult Vertin collects painting and mementos of people she's lost. Things were simpler as a kid.

Vertin is stronger than she looks.

She was a wild child and she's still got it years later. Vertin can run for long periods of time, endure injuries, and climb obstacles. That, and she's still essentially a child solider. We see her hold her own when she needs to fight solo doing stuff like dodging bullets. Sonetto and Matilda also exhibit these freakishly athletic traits, especially Sonetto.

Vertin befriends people in every Era, despite knowing she'll lose them.

Compared to the other children raised by the Foundation, Vertin's traveled the world and witnessed loss in every Era. This opens doors to a whole new set of questions. How did she change over time? How do the Arcanists she recruited before the story treat her? Did she have crushes in previous Eras? Were the oranges just as bitter? Vertin seems to get close to people very easily and doesn't build walls around herself despite the trauma. You'd think someone who's lost so much would stop trying to get close to people, but she doesn't.

Vertin is optimistic.

Even as a child, she was full of hope. It's why she fights for the future and is a core part of her personality. She needs to fight for all those she lost and stop the Storm from taking more lives.

Vertin gets quiet when embarrassed/shy.

She'll blush and fall silent, but she doesn't stammer or go all tsundere. We can see this in voice lines. Sonetto's high praises make her cover her face with her hands. Eternity gets a reaction out of her when she holds her hand. She also blushed when she received surprise smooch and fell silent.

Vertin has a unique scar on her back.

Vertin is a tactile person.

Arcana mentions the scar after Vertin was shot multiple times in the back by Schneider. It's a big scar and new theories about the scar are ongoing and interesting!

In several voice line interactions, Vertin is patting people's heads or holding their hands. Not all her crew mates are on board with it, some seem confused, and others play along. We can also see examples in story like her handing Sonetto a frog while gently grasping her hand or her taking Regulus's hand to lead her into the Suitcase. Here is a post with the evidence to back this claim.

Vertin sucks at arcanum but her deep understanding of arcanum is uncanny.

The story mentions her weak arcanum skills throughout the story. They really want you to remember this. Also, her arcanum didn't manifest until sometime after the break away event but before the events in the prologue. During her stay in the guardhouse, she doubts if she's even an arcanist and mentions her arcanum has yet to manifest, which is wild. Smoltin is fighting with her tiny hands and wit in this chapter. However, in the prologue it's mentioned Vertin's understanding of arcanum and her perception makes her unique amongst arcanists. She's also considered more "rationale" than other arcanists. You can read more about this here.

Vertin is stealthy.

Smoltin sneaks around to play outside. She steals food for herself and the Ring from the Staff Canteen, which has better quality food than what the kids get. This tells me she's done this before. Adult Vertin also sneaks around the Walden to find Schneider. She makes maps, tracks guard routes, and avoids detection since whe was a kid.

Tooth Fairy was one of the few Foundation members who cared about Vertin.

Tooth Fairy is the one who gave Smoltin the toffees (chit chat voicelines). She also covered for Vertin on a few occasions to protect her from punishment. She remembers Vertin faking her illness to skip class, but her bruises and wounds were real. The Foundation does have a few kind hearts that genuinely care about the children. The causes of Vertin's injuries is up to speculation.

[vinylfoxbooks]

25 Days of Jegumas | Day 1 | Day 5 December 6 - Fireplace | @noblehouseofgay | wc: 382

“You’re lucky that you don’t get sick from how long you were outside,” Regulus whispers to his partner, watching Pete run a little car all along Harry’s leg and up onto his stomach.

James huffs a soft laugh, “You’d take care of me.”

“If you would let me,” he rolls his eyes, “You are incredibly stubborn about being taken care of.” 

“Or if you don’t want to get sick.” 

“We live together,” he rolls his eyes, “and we have a son together, if anyone in this household gets sick, I will too. I don’t think it’s that wild to believe that I might be willing to take care of you if you were sick.” 

They shake their head, “I’m not going to get sick, that’s just not how that works.” They hum, curling more into him -- they have a magical ability to curl up into the smallest ball possible to lean into their husband -- and Regulus relishes in the warmth. He’s always cold, nothing new, and he loves nothing more than curling up with his partner and his son in front of the fireplace. He finds his chest feeling even warmer at the scene of the people with him, though he’s likely not as pleased with it as his partner. Seeing Sirius and Remus settled together, Peter playing with his son.

His son who is happy and smiley and bright and nothing like Regulus himself or Sirius when they were younger because his parents have cultivated a good environment for him to grow up in. A comforting and accepting and loving and warm household. The same kind of household that Regulus found in the Potters when he and James started dating. The same kind of household that Regulus had been so worried that he wouldn’t be able to create with his own background.

But he’s here, although he could do with his friends being there with him as well. He has a wonderful son, a wonderful husband, warmth and love, and his brother with him. 

“You alright?” James whispers to him after a while, breaking him from his thoughts.

Regulus nods, “I’m good.” 

“Penny for the thoughts in your pretty little head?” 

“Just happy to be here, I’m comfortable.” James smiles softly at him, leaning into his body as much as possible.

Day 7

[henrysglock]

soo what were the most noticeable changes from westend to broadway 👀

They toned down the remaining Henry/Patty romance—by which I mean there are fewer strictly romantic scenes, that’s all.

They doubled down on Henry being like…really gay.

They really did add a huge animatronic Mindflayer!!

They scrapped the Patty, Joyce, Jim, and Bob first day of school scenes and combined that straight into picture day

Our first NINA-ism: Henry’s move-in scene (now in the foyer rather than the attic) cuts directly to picture day. No transition with the lunchbox bit, just Straight into school. Even Henry looks a little flabbergasted.

Lonnie is now a high schooler, but don’t worry. They just gave his pedo shit to Patty’s dad.

Mr. Newby is Patty’s biological father, and her mother was one of his teenage students (yuck!) who wanted to keep Patty, but who Mr. Newby had declared unfit to cover up his crimes.

Sue shows Henry around instead of Walter, now, but Walter’s presence overall in the show is much greater. Also, Walter does this funky little gay-vibes finger wave at Henry on picture day? And then bro straight up plays with Henry’s hair when he’s not looking. Wild times.

Walter also says that Henry uses his radio to communicate with “the MOTHERship” like okayyyyyy

Bob’s mom isn’t mentioned, but that means she also didn’t run off with Ted’s father. They scrapped that whole thing.

Both Mr. Newby and Victor are way meaner. Mr. Newby gets physical with Patty/yanks her around/tells her she looks like a streetwalker for wearing lipstick. Victor rips into Virginia about her pill use, and he lowkey talks shit about Henry being stuck to his Captain Midnight radio.

Which…he’s not wrong when he says “that thing is rotting Henry’s brain”, because the Mindflayer uses the radio at times, but still. Let your boy have his tumblr time, Victor.

Also nothing sus about really tying the Mindflayer to Henry’s radio and then keeping the “is that my mom? is that her voice?” bit while also adding in a good DALDOM bit out of that same radio while Henry’s in the church. Like. Okay.

Did I mention: they scrapped the cipher journal bit at the lockers? Henry’s got a radio now, and he carries it around everywhere/he’s very protective of it. He still mentions writing in code so Virginia can’t read his stuff and that he cracked a Captain Midnight code to get the radio, but yeah. The journal was scrapped!

They really doubled down on the Ella Fitzgerald stuff, but they scrapped Patty singing in the church Vegas scene entirely/it was just her mom, and she was never able to reach her. It was never presented as a mother-daughter show like it supposedly is with the new London cast. (Staring at the piece of Mindflayer trapped in the RSU in ST3. I mean what? Who said that…)

They scrapped all of Patty’s Wonder Woman stuff, aside from the one “Wonder Woman was made out of clay” line in the church.

The Vegas dance scene is Henry’s idea in this version!! He created a whole troupe of dancing boys, too, and he pitched them to Patty like “okay, but you haven’t seen ~the boys~” when she tells him to knock it off and show her her mother. He and Patty do a little bit of sibling behavior wherein she tells him to show her her mother, and he goes to do it for a couple seconds, and then he flips back to Vegas dancers as soon as she’s not looking at him (very much “I want to watch this TV show” and the other sibling repeatedly swapping back to their preferred show)

Henry makes up an idealized mother for Patty in the church scene, both of them acknowledge that it wasn’t real/it was just a dream…and that’s the version of Patty’s mother that we see for the rest of the show (nothing sus there…)

They projected the Stardust Casion sign in the background during the church scene! And Henry most definitely says Stardust Spider.

They overhauled the attic and DOTM rehearsal scenes (it somehow got better And worse at the same time, in terms of vibes)

Henry legit trots after Jim and tugs on his coat to introduce himself. Bro was asking for Jim’s attention, rather than kind of being cornered into it the way he was originally.

Henry hits Vision!Patty with an axe in the bathroom scene!!!! Reminded me of Joyce’s running axe gag, i.e. the “why am i holding an axe?” bit in Act 2 and her with the hatchet in ST1.

Instead of a zombie mask, Vision!Patty’s face opens up into a demogorgon!!! It was wild.

They changed the choreography there, too. Now, instead of the “real” Patty walking in from off-stage, she just kind of…materializes? Wild.

The rehearsal scene kiss is now “Henry’s terrified, curled up in a ball and Patty kisses him like she’s doing mouth-to-mouth, paralleling them both directly to the Mr. Newby and Joyce mouth to mouth scene” but he’s still very much not angling to be kissed/telling her to stay away

The Bob-Patty John-Barbara incest plot hole is embraced. Multiple times. Blatantly. Joyce, at one point, says “it’s okay, incest is edgy!”, which makes Henry and Patty’s sibling behavior that much funnier. #Melvald’sIsAFamilyEstablishment. Like…okay, MiIeven 2.0!! That Ship ™ was bones within the first act.

During Melvald’s, Henry gets a new outfit! He loses his button-down (which got blood from his nose all over it), and he reveals to Patty that Virginia taught him how to waltz (hello Joyce!) and that he practices in his attic 😭

Henry coughs up D’art-style slugs and collects them/puts them in his pocket after the altercation with Virginia in the attic 😭

There were no more tentacles holding Henry aloft in the attic, it was purely Max-style this time. It was all bad memories, too, rather than one singular good one. Patty ends up stuck seeing these memories and she pulls out the El-NINA line: “These are…Memories?”

We got info on the boy from Nevada, whose eyes Henry evidently put out! He was a black boy on the baseball team, and the vibe was that he’d been at least a friend of Henry’s until the animal killings started (but the Will-Billy-Baseball parallels…hewwo…)

There were no more Henry/Patty “I love you”s and Patty’s mom’s love for her was what made Patty no longer afraid of Henry/the Mindflayer

Henry is 8 now instead of 7!! Maybe because just over a year has passed since the show was frozen in London? But also, maybe, in reference to Lucas being number 8 on the basketball team and being the unexpected, last-ditch-effort benchwarmer hero? I genuinely don’t know.

The whole police station fight was totally scrapped in favor of Jim getting his ass whooped offstage for trying to pitch the investigation by himself.

CAPTAIN BRENNER WAS ALIVE?? and the Mindflayer spoke to Henry through him as a vessel, lowkey proving that someone will eventually be totally consumed by the Mindflayer (with the vibe of “Henry’s powers and mental fortitude are what’s saving him, and anyone without those two things can’t really fight off the Mindflayer OR the Mindflayer doesn’t see them as worth preserving so it consumes them entirely”…Goodbye “Will has powers” theories…)

Brenner now insists multiple times over that he’s trying to help Henry specifically so that Henry isn’t consumed/brainrotted by the mindflayer the way his father was, which ties in way more nicely to filmed canon and Brenner’s “I failed Henry” bit.

They scrapped the footage of Brenner and his father on the TV screens, and when Henry projects stuff up there, they showed us recycled footage from Henry’s 1979 fall into Dimension X!

HENRY OPENED A GATE!! Gave us a nice “creation of Adam” moment with a demogorgon

The hospital bit was completely overhauled. Mr. Newby was deemed “infected” and Brenner was involved in overseeing him.

They scrapped Patty holding up the red Mindflayer drawing and it being cast back on her by the spotlights

They scrapped that specifically in favor of having her use Bob’s radio to get Henry’s attention so that she can talk to him, but they still maintained the slight plot hole of…girl how are you There/seeing where Henry is.

They also kept Patty centered under the Mindflayer waaaaay more often in that scene.

The stupid girl line remains unchanged. Just thought you should know.

Karen’s edited outfit for DOTM? Now it’s a cauldron as a skirt and black widow spider nipple pasties.

On the catwalk, Brenner openly leverages accusations at Patty that she’s just using Henry for his powers (hello Mike-Max isms re: El…)

They make it so much more clear that all of this is within the grasp of the Mindflayer, particularly in the catwalk scene. You can see the red lightning storm outside the windows of the high school (which is still an omnipresent backdrop) instead of the Mindflayer manifesting as that kind-of 3D projection, which tells me all of it is bubbled inside Henry’s head/part of some kind of Shadow-NINA.

Patty’s reunion with her mother is far longer than before, they have a little duet wherein they realize that they’re mother and daughter. It was actually way, way better than the original. More touching!

A band of showgirls—also still styled the way Henry idealized them in the church scene—joins in their duet, too (Patty…step away from the “rejoining the hive” imagery…)

Speaking of touching: Holy shit?? The Brenner and Henry scenes?? My dumb ass actually covered crochet!Henry’s eyes at one point. Like…in front of my salad??? For example, in the DOTM audition scene Karen jumps on Ted and koala-hugs him to make out with him…and then after the rat scene, Henry does the same. Fucking. Thing. He doesn’t just collapse on Brenner like he did in London, he fucking jumps on him. Brenner also straight up scruffs Henry at one point, he carries him bridal-style like El, too, and he also kisses him on the forehead. The man (me) was too stunned to speak!

Henry was also wayyyyy bloodier. Like the nosebleeds were way worse.

Also there was one part with Victor begging that he didn’t mean to kill the family in France where he specifically focuses on being regretful that he killed children/that their deaths were out of his control that made me think of the VR game telling us that the massacre was Henry’s worst memory because of how often Henry and Victor are conflated. Like okay, okay. I get it. I see what you guys are doing. [Brenner voice] You’re as much a father to this family as I am.

^^ and the kids are still referred to as Henry’s siblings btw. [Joyce voice] It’s okay, incest is edgy!

[sabrinajenre96]

Epilogue: A New Beginning

Micheal Robinavitch x wife reader x kids

Author note: I wanted to thank everyone that read my fanfiction. Sharing this with everyone was a heartwarming experience, I didn't expect people to love this mini series. But like every good thing, it came to an end. I love all my OC created by me , the Pitt cast belongs to the original creators and production.

I will keep my OCs, especially my little Spencer, in my heart.

I was thinking of adding some bonus scenes and stand alone chapters connected to this story.

Only for this story I would allow my readers to dm me , tell me what they would like to see in these stand alone bonuses chapters.

Several years had passed since the day they welcomed their youngest son, Jake, into the world. The house was no longer quiet—though it had never really been silent to begin with. Now, the sound of laughter and voices filled every corner of their home, echoing with memories of everything they had gone through to get here.

Michael and Y/N stood side by side in the living room, watching their children play in the backyard. Spencer was running around with Kojo, her loyal dog who had grown a little slower with age but still never strayed far from her side. Alex was now a young boy with a keen mind for science, determined to follow in his mother's footsteps, while Sawyer had blossomed into a confident, independent young woman who was still a pillar of strength in the family. And little Jake, though only a few years old, was already showing signs of the energy that defined the Robinavitch children.

It had been a wild ride—one filled with challenges and triumphs, but most importantly, love. Through the good and the bad, through the tears and the laughter, they had made it through together.

Michael smiled at Y/N, his eyes filled with pride. "Look at them," he said softly, his voice full of warmth. "We did good."

Y/N's heart swelled as she watched her kids. "We did," she agreed. "But they did, too. They're so strong. So much more than I ever could have imagined."

The years had been kind to them, despite the hardships they had faced. They had faced broken relationships, the struggles of parenting, and the many challenges life had thrown their way. But they had always been there for each other, always finding ways to move forward.

Sabrina and Jack, who had become an inseparable part of the family, were still around, raising their own children with the same love and care. They were often there to help with the kids, and their bond had grown even stronger over the years. And though Y/N's parents, Diana and Frank, had aged, they were still a steady presence in their lives, offering wisdom and guidance whenever needed.

Spencer, now a teenager, had completed her memoir—a testament to her family’s journey—and had it published, drawing from her unique perspective of growing up surrounded by so much love and chaos. She had even earned a small following of readers who found comfort in her words.

As the family gathered for a weekend barbecue, Sawyer stood up to make a toast. The backyard was filled with laughter, the smell of grilling food, and the sounds of children playing. It felt like a moment of pause in their busy lives—a chance to reflect on how far they had come.

"To family," Sawyer said, raising her glass. "To the ones we were born with, and the ones we choose. To our parents, who taught us the meaning of love, sacrifice, and strength. And to the ones who made us who we are today."

Everyone raised their glasses, Y/N’s heart full as she looked around at the faces of her children, her husband, and her extended family.

"To family," they all echoed in unison.

The journey had been long, but it had led them to this moment—a moment of peace, of togetherness, and of knowing that no matter what the future held, they were ready for it. Together.

As the sun set over their backyard, the Robinavitch family, with all their beautiful chaos, stood united, ready to face whatever came next with love in their hearts and strength in their souls.

And in that moment, it was clear—this was just the beginning of their story. A story that would continue for generations to come.

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The End

[nikkalick]

Veilguard Spoilers below the cut. About the Blight, the current state of Southern Thedas, and the Veil…I’ve never made a rant like this so bear with my ramblings, please

I’ve seen so many people say, “We should’ve been able to tear down the Veil” and I feel like I’m going insane every time I see that take like…

MAMA A BLIGHT IS BEHIND IT??!

You think what happened to Southern Thedas was bad this game? You have no idea what’s in store for you if you open up the fucking Veil and let that trickle of Blight become a flood.

Point of Order just to set the scene with how bad the literal Blight is

“They (the writers/devs/Bioware/EA) nuked Southern Thedas so they don’t have to deal with the lore the past content set up there going forward”

Maybe. But also the only other Blight we’ve seen in game was the Fifth Blight. By all accounts a statistical anomaly in how it acted when compared to Blights 1-4. I don’t wanna delve too deep into this because it is so not the point I’m trying to make with this post, but the Architect very much had a hand in waking up Blight numero 5 and very likely impacted it in a way that made it less volatile. Past Blights saw Darkspawn hitting big populations hard and fast. The 5th started slow, in the wilds, at Ostagar. Away from large amounts of people. It is mentioned in DA:O that this Blight “feels different”.

The Blight we see in Veilguard is more in line with the Blights that came before the 5th. Something something the Inquisitor writing “worse than we have seen in living memory” because the only living memory anyone has of a Blight was the one from 20 years ago. Which was bad, but not as bad as they usually are. Veilguard’s is bad the way Blights are meant to be (if not worse because, ya know, the Gods), and it was still ONLY A TRICKLE OF WHAT THE BLIGHT IS BEHIND THE VEIL. If the full force of the Blight escapes the prison/the Fade that’s it. Goodnight to everyone in this world both within and without all of Thedas.

Moving on.

“Solas can move the Blight into the new prison that was meant for the Gods and then tear down the Veil. That was his plan.”

Sorry, did we play the same game? We know what the Blight is now. It’s the last remnants of the Titans. Twisted, broken, angry, nightmarish. It’s all that’s left. All that’s left are the plagued dreams of ancient beings that are so devastated because of what Mythal, Solas, and the rest of the Evanuris did to them with the very dagger we now hold.

I want to take a moment to address that what I’m about to say is said as someone who’s been trapped in Solavellen hell for years. I love Solas and his character, and I believe that yes, he had a plan that would have both moved (or killed) the remaining Evanuris and the Blight to a new prison while simultaneously tearing down the Fade. But if you, like me, wanted to redeem this idiot despite everything, then pray tell how does Solas locking up the Blight offer him said redemption?

How does locking away the only thing that remains of the Titans into a prison and throwing away the key redeem him? The Evanuris fucked up when using the Titan’s, idk…life blood? To take form. Solas fucked up when he, upon Mythal’s behest, created a weapon that sundered the Titan’s (and the Dwarves as whole) from their magic, from their dreams, from their very being. And they did it because they thought they had a right to. They put themselves above the dwarves and as a result they caused the Blight. And then they hid the Blight away. Yes, they hid it away to keep people safe, and yes, locking it and the Evanuris away when they tried to use what was essentially a bio weapon to maintain their position of power was a call that kept people safe for a long time. But the Veil was a consequence of that call. And while the Blight was trapped in its prison, behind the Veil, it got angrier and angrier with every passing generation.

Removing the Veil and shoving it into yet another prison will not only piss it off even more, but it doesn’t allow for Solas to actually atone for the part he played in its creation and the part he played in destroying what the dwarves used to have. He has to uphold the current prison. He has to go to it to try to soothe it. To heal it as best he can. Locking it away elsewhere, and then trying to offer it salvation after the fact? It’s not gonna cut it.

He has to go to the Black City, he has to face what he did, and he has to put aside his favorable bias towards giving the Elves “back what they lost” (a world current day Elves don’t remember and have never known) to instead put the safety and wellbeing of every being in the current world at a higher priority. That’s part of his redemption arc by the way; learning to value the lives of the people that walk this new world he had a hand in creating. Because when he wakes up before the start of DA:I he doesn’t value anyone. Shit, when Felassan declines to help him destroy the Veil and suggests he learns to appreciate the world that has been in place for centuries, Solas kills him for it.

All that said, he can’t fully put things right. He can’t reconnect the Blight with the dormant remains of the Titans. Because, as the game tells us, we’d then be faced with a bunch of Titans the size of mountains rampaging, rightfully so, because of the wrongs that were committed against them. But Solas can put in the work to find a way to ease its agony. And maybe, if given the time and the patience, one day the Veil could come down because the Blight will have had the opportunity and been given the help it needed to actually heal from the trauma that created it. And maybe taking the time to do that will have, in some small way, allowed him to make up for the shitty hand he played in destroying the Dwarves. A race he (finally) sees as his equal. Because that’s a big part of his fucking redemption arc.

[jasper-unofficial]

the thing about 'me and thee' that's so intriguing to me is that the director x clearly imprinted on thee hard.

first of all, he read the novel first and wanted to adapt it - only then did the actors come into play, and he chose based specifically on the fact that he thought pond would make a perfect thee.

then, despite the fact that the novel is largely centred on peach and thee is not dealing with any problems or hardships in it, x flipped things around and made thee the pov character of the series. he immediately focused on thee's past trauma and tendency to be lonely, keep people at a distance, not open his heart up - something that's completely brushed past in the novel. he even gives us a clearly shitty father figure to deal with, when thee's father in the novel is a totally chill dude. and he makes thee cry!! the guy who is emotionless most of the time, which is shrugged off as "normal for him"! crying!

and then, there are just so many small details that are either canonical things from the novel which are expanded upon or what i can only call headcanons of someone who's clearly kind of obsessed with this character.

one of the first things you immediately noticed in the trailer? i bet it's the tattoo. now, one would think that since it's such a clear detail in the first shot of the trailer, it must be from the novel. except thee is only ever mentioned to have a tattoo in the novel ONCE, it's not even on his chest, and it is not described at all. so x just sat with his blorbo and went "omg but what if he has like a giant wolf tattoo on his chest?" and fucking ran with it.

another memorable detail from the trailer - thee suddenly deciding he actually wants to make a fruit perfume (which he previously didn't like), a peach perfume in particular. must be such a cute moment in the novel, right? WRONG! literally not a thing. never happened. we don't even know thee's perfume preferences in the novel. x, once again, sat down with his blorbo and went "wait a second, he is an owner of a perfume brand and he's falling in love with a guy whose name is peach? i feel like him creating a peach perfume is just putting two and two together!" and he is right too! it is!

in the novel, thee does attempt to throw money around to help peach somehow, but it is not nearly as specific as buying him a cafe, a bouquet of flowers from all over the world, or checking off an entire list of things - from an island to a production company. x sat down and contemplated what exactly thee could attempt to lavishly show his affection.

more specific things that thee does, such as his ice baths or the arcade hobby? also completely new. and those are such small details, man! those are the kind of specifics even the author of the novel never went into, although it's much easier to mention something like that in passing in a whole ass book rather than dedicate scenes to it in a series. and yet, it's the other way around here.

and even with small details that are in the novel, the fact that they made it into the mock trailer is wild. take, for instance, the fact that thee is a red wine drinker. wine is mentioned many times in the novel and, although he does partake in whiskey on occasion, red wine is his absolute drink of choice and an image of thee relaxing at home in a red silk robe with a glass of red wine is certainly one that comes to mind. still, it is a rather small detail that can easily be forgotten by a casual reader, who is far more invested in the plot. but guess what thee is drinking in the trailer when we do see him with a beverage? that's right. red wine.

and all of this would surprise me much less if they already had a finished script or at least fully started working on it when they were shooting the mock trailer, but that is not the case. they only began working on it afterwards. so all of those details? off the dome. i'm telling you, there is no other way to describe thee rather than x's blorbo and the series promises to give us an incredibly in-depth, intricate, carefully thought-out image of our main character. it's going to be SO good.

[boy-he-doin-it]

Musings about Arkveld

Spoilers for the back third and the ending of Monster Hunter Wilds story below, if you care for such things.

The cutscene before you start the actual hunt for Guardian Arkveld is so fucking sad man.

Earlier in the game they wonder why Arkveld is seemingly displaying predation behavior despite, as a guardian, not having the capacity to ingest food.

And seeing the mountains of half-eaten and rotting guardian seikret carcasses confirms to me that it is simply mimicking predation behaviors it has observed from other monsters in the environment, it is not actually able to feed on them.

Arkveld was created to be a tool of a long dead civilization, but it doesn't know any of that, it can only observe what happens around it, and monsters feeding on other monsters is one of the most basic and frequent behaviors exhibited, so of course it would try to do the same thing.

But it can't. It wasn't made to.

And so it gathers more and more prey, trying to feed on them, becoming more desperate and continuing this cycle, it's behavior becoming destructive to the ecosystem itself.

It definitely doesn't understand the full scope of its own existence, but on an emotional level it surely knows that it is different from other monsters, and it simply cannot understand why.

It is an unnatural thing that is hazardous to the very ecosystem it so desperately wants to be a part of. It was created for a singular purpose that no longer exists and it cannot adapt or evolve to find new purpose.

It exists outside of the natural order, and therefore it has to die.

Fortunately, it seems as if it did however manage to reproduce (with what I'm not sure) as proven by the egg in the post-credit scene. I've not finished the high ranks story parts, as I am waiting on my friend to catch up so we can play high rank together.