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[skunkes]

[omtai]

goodnight angels

[technologyvoid]

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Safe journey!!

Stuff packed ✓

Documents checked ✓

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It's binder time :D

[witchblade]

@kunosoura HII

@yamaokarin HII BAD

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[official-lauchzwiebel]

Bro was on FIRE💥🙏🔥💥🙏❗❗

[red-viewe]

Cries because ppl need to do a bettr job at keeping minors off of 18+ sites...

[mossylane]

Toadstool (updated) 🐸

still promise not all the swatches have frogs on them although, maybe they should tbh...

update includes: better/smoother overall textures, swapped the tied shirt around the waist for a higher quality version + added a short sleeve shirt version & shirt overlays for mix 'n matching!

children, unisex

3 versions (shorts & jeans with/without tied shirt!)

jeans vers. 12 swatches / shorts vers. 21 swatches

disabled for random townies !!!

properly tagged and all that jazz

jeans vers. compatible with most boots (occasional clipping issues with some knee length boots)

credits: linzlu & caelhinn & ea

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❗ Notes:

v1 & v2 of the toadstool overalls are the same exact files as the old ones (aka the dungaree versions) & you CANNOT have both. either the new OR old files. toadpup (v3) is a brand new package.

if you downloaded the toadstool dungarees you will need to delete your localthumbcache.package (located in your sims 4 documents folder) in order for the new thumbnails to generate

the original post can be found archived here.

[thainovels]

All the novels on the drive (this list will be updated):

❗i found most of these online, so i can't guarantee they are correct ❗

google drive

bl - pdf x epub

gl

non thai novels

hopefully all the links are working right, let me know if there's a problem.

if you have any requests or maybe you have some novels and want to share you can always send me a message.

individual novels under the cut:

BL 1:

2gether

A Tale Of A Thousand Stars

Bad Buddy

Be My Favorite

Bed Friend

Blue Kiss

Boss And A Babe

Cooking Crush

Cutie Pie

Cutie Pie Extras

Dangerous Romance

Fish Upon The Sky

Hemp Rope (Between Us) - wattpad

Hidden Agenda

KinnPorsche

Love In The Air: Sky

Love Mechanics

Love Syndrome 1, 2, 3, 4

Lovely Writer

Manner Of Death

Middleman's Love

My Only 12%

My School President 1

My School President 2

Never Let Me Go

Not Me

Pit Babe

Sotus 1

Sotus 2

Star In My Mind

TharnType 1, 2, 3

The Eclipse

BL 2:

The Effect

The Gap Between Us (My Engineer)

The Last Twilight

Theory of Love

Together With Me

Tonhon Chonlatee

Triage

Two Moons

Unforgotten Night

Vice Versa 1

Until We Meet Again

VegasPete

Vice Versa 2

We Are... - wattpad

Why R U?

GL:

23.5

About Galaxy - wattpad

GAP 1

GAP 2

The Loyal Pin 1

The Loyal Pin 2

Non Thai Novels:

Addicted 1

Addicted 2

Professional Body Double (My stand In) - online

We Best Love 1

We Best Love 2

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[dont-diy-zine]

"Don't Repeat This at Home" Zine is a fan project born out of love for Chinese novels and dramas. We brought more than 100 artists and writers together to create our magnum opus and now YOU ARE WELCOME TO JOIN US! The fandom: ➜ "The Scum Villain's [Self-Saving] System" Mo Xiang Tong Xiu ➜ "Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation" Mo Xiang Tong Xiu ➜ "Heaven Official's Blessing" Mo Xiang Tong Xiu ➜ "Thousand Autumns" Meng Xi Shi ➜ "The Husky and His White Cat Shizun" / "Erha" Rou Bao Bu Chi Rou (Meatbun) ➜ "Faraway Wanderers" Priest ("Word of Honour" is canon too)

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[peggyao3]

Relic - Pt. 1 "Oh Lady, Dear"

PAIRING: Feyd-Rautha Harkonnen x Unnamed Ambiguous FMC

SUMMARY: ✧༺༻ Dreams are messages from the deep ༺༻✧ A woman from the unknown comes to Feyd in his dreams and his nights become his days as he flees to the dreamscape to escape the nightmares that haunt his waking hours.

TAGS: 18+, smut, she/her AFAB FMC, vaginal sex, vaginal fingering, oral sex, Porn with Plot, Feyd-Rautha's black cum, Feyd-Rautha's big cock, Praise Kink, Body Worship, angst/hurt and comfort, drama, fluff, Frank Herbert would frown, some politics, implied/referenced (child) abuse ❗, Trauma, mentions of suicidal thoughts ❗, Healing, Strangers to Lovers, falling in love, Vulnerable!Feyd, Emotional!Feyd, Possessive!Feyd, Feyd is a sweet baby who did nothing wrong and I WILL pamper him, nurture not nature, Stockholm Syndrome but in a consensual way, lucid dreaming, implied/referenced cannibalism ❗, implied/referenced murder

WORD COUNT: 3.3k

Reposted from my Ao3 💕| Masterlist under construction ⚠️ | Relic Masterlist (estimated 12 Chapters)

Divider by @saradika-graphics

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Day 1

"Look, doesn't this remind you of something?" A female voice whispers to him excitedly and Feyd-Rautha tilts his head to the source of the sound. 

"What do you mean?"

"Look!" The hand he didn't realize he was holding slides out of his grip and he chases after it viscerally, nearly overwhelmed by the sudden discomfort of having no soft palm against his own.

Advancing into the room, Feyd's feet step on polished parquet and his gaze swivels around, scanning his surroundings as to what could be so exciting. There are white curtains fluttering by the window, a king-sized bed carved out of white marble, a black comforter tucked around the mattress and blue pillows are lined up against the headboard. A real fern grows in a terracotta pot in the corner.

Alarmed, Feyd's head snaps back to the woman whose curves are wrapped in a Harkonnen gown of flattering and intricate nature and he finds her eyes brimming with meaning. She clutches his wrist and it is like some sense of mutual understanding settles upon him and the stranger. Her features soften and she looks at him confused.

"I don't recognize this place," he truthfully says.

"Me neither." She pulls her hand away and takes a step back, blushing from the proximity of this outlandish stranger.

"I'm dreaming, aren't I?" Feyd rumbles, tracing his fingertips over the cool, smooth marble bedpost. It feels so real. He wonders if she will feel just as real.

"I don't know. I feel so awake." 

A flash of warmth blossoms in Feyd-Rautha's chest as he regards this woman he has never seen before, moving curiously around the light-flooded bedroom. Sunlight filters through the curtains, temporarily robbing her flesh of color. A frown decorates her brows and she turns back to face him. There is something comforting about the way she moves and Feyd chases after her with measured steps.

"What's your name?" He asks. She tells him only a forename, no House, unfamiliar sounding. "I've never heard that name before," Feyd confesses, standing too close to the stranger, but she doesn't seem to mind. Her pretty face is craned upwards to meet the alluring gaze of his eyes. She would describe the color as baby blue.

"And what's your name?" She breathes. If this is a dream, she has no reason to be nervous.

He hesitates at that but ultimately says truthfully: "Feyd." 

The name sparks no recognition on the woman's features and he finds himself flooded by immense, stupid relief. There is probably more than one person in the universe named Feyd. And he's often heard that Harkonnens all look the same to foreigners. He will not mention his last name, he vows to himself. It will be his secret. He doesn't even dare to dream within the dream of all the things he could talk about with a person who doesn't know who he is.

"Feyd," she repeats, suddenly giggling.

What? What is there to giggle about? Feyd leans an inch closer, eyes rapidly dancing across her mirthful face.

"Feyd as in you will fade away when I wake up?" She covers her mouth now, still laughing. Something compels him to laugh as well because all things considered, this was a funny joke. There is unfamiliar pressure against the apples of his cheeks as the corners of his mouth lift into a wide grin and then his lips part and what escapes him is a small haha.

Suddenly, the woman flinches and a little bit of color is drained from her cheeks. She catches herself quickly. "Sorry! I just-"

"What? Oh, the black teeth? People usually find them very pretty where I'm from, desirable even.” Feyd closes his mouth. Laughter doesn't suit him anyway.

"Oh, no, please keep laughing!" She wraps her hand around the man's wrist, noticing he is entirely smooth and hairless there too. So smooth, she wants to curl against his body and rub her cheek against his pallid flesh. She's been trying hard not to stare at his outlandish features too much, the strikingly pale skin, so light that it almost looks translucent, the entirely bald head and lack of brows. She doesn't want to be disrespectful.

Why does she worry about insulting a figment of her imagination?

Encouraged by her touch, Feyd tries to smile once more and is surprised how easy it is. It shouldn't be that easy. It shouldn't feel so good. He looks away from the woman who still holds his wrist and finds a mirror on the far wall, suddenly understanding her reaction. He looks scary to himself, his cheeks not in the right place

"If I pinch you, will you wake up?" She teases, pinching his skin without waiting for his answer. She seems fascinated by the small blotch which decorates his wrist where she poked him with her nail, twisting and turning his wrist and hand like he's an interesting specimen.

If this  is a lucid dream, he doesn't have to worry so much about what he does, Feyd thinks. He feels compelled to do things he wouldn't do in real life, such as dismantling the walls around his soul with laughter.

If this is a lucid dream, she doesn't have to worry so much about what she does, she thinks. She also feels compelled to do things she'd never do in real life. Such as throwing herself at this stranger's chest and chasing after his hauntingly pretty face, because she fears she will never again have a lifelike dream like this.

What isn't real cannot hurt me, they both think.

"So, Feyd…" She pronounces his name like an exotic, amusing thing. "What would you like to do?"

Feyd is taken aback by the question, because no one ever asks him that. Not like that. "What would you like to do?" He avoids, slinking closer with rolling gait and a small smirk on his serpentine features. He knows the way her pupils dilate well.

"There's a bed in the room, so…"

Feyd leers, smile turning wolfish. Yes, he will fuck this imaginary woman. He might even fuck her so good that his own climax jostles him awake. Which, upon second thought, would ruin the fun.

She speaks again, moving her lips closer to his, pretty lashes lowering so they almost kiss her cheek bones "...So perhaps that means we should sleep."

Feyd is baffled for a moment, then rumbles: "I won't sleep in my sleep."

"I meant sleeping with each other."

Oh. Feyd's hairless brows shoot up and something light flutters in his stomach when she starts giggling again, attempting to turn away as if suddenly bashful about her own words.

"To the bed, you confusing woman," he orders with a low growl and there is not even an ounce of resistance when his hands wrap around her shoulders, nudging her backwards, so her knees bend around the mattress and she sinks down.

The strange man's face hovers directly over her and she admires the dip of his cupid's bow and the soft curve of his jaws. So pretty. She reaches up and cups his cheek and the way his bone structure slots against her palms feels just right.

He pounces on her like a tiger and the strength and weight of the hard muscles concealed by a black tunic and slacks becomes evident. Heat pools into her abdomen instantly, caged under a man who feels like flesh and blood, smells like it too. A note of something leathery and metallic clings to him.

There is no need for a prelude. Feyd's lips kiss her decolletage before they find her throat and by the time they've found her lips, the hard ridge of his cock is pressed against her core which is only covered by the fabric of her dress, ridiculously easy to access.

Why not, she thinks. She likes how exotic he looks.

Why not, he thinks. He likes that she looks him in the eyes like she's not at all afraid of him.

Her hands curl around the back of his head shyly and Feyd wants to laugh at how soft her touch is, almost like she's worried of hurting him. He will have her fingernails in his scalp soon enough, he smugly thinks.

She rolls her hips against his pelvis, amazed how hard his body is. A small grunt escapes the stranger's mouth and mingles with the sloppy kiss which is all soft lips and saliva, leaving her open-mouthed and softly moaning for more as her core yearns for friction.

Feyd-Rautha is amazed by how soft and pliant her body is, breasts and stomach like a pillow for him to snuggle. And her little cunt is already grinding against his crotch. Under different circumstances, he might have had his fun right away, but her squirming hips are too tempting to not take a closer look. He reaches down, long fingers gliding up the curve of her thigh where the dress has pooled around her hips. Instinctively, her leg curls up higher, knee pressing against his ribs. Feyd works her underwear halfway off her rear, needing to get up to slide it off fully.

"If this is a lucid dream, I should be able to make myself wet with a thought," she muses as Feyd scoots down and settles between her thighs, hard cock trapped between his belly and the mattress.

"Why waste a thought when I have a tongue?" 

"Oh my, aahh!" A pink tongue rolls past inky teeth and tentatively circles the tender bud at the apex of her slit. "I think you don't need to think at all right now." He whispers against her cunt, hot breath fanning across her flesh.

She seems to agree with him, lifting her knees against her chest with a soft sigh, baring all of herself to him as if it's the easiest thing in the world. Her heart flutters when she peeks down, catching the pale man staring up at her with light blue eyes, framed by long, blonde lashes. The tip of his nose is snug against her venus mound and his tongue pampers her with tight circles that make her spine arch off the mattress. She cups his head, finding nothing to pull on, so her fingernails become little anchors trying to dig into his scalp.

It's nice like this, Feyd thinks, allowing her to cradle his head with both hands and rock her pelvis against his tongue. One pale hand keeps her thigh pinned to her chest, the other deftly nudges her folds apart and two fingers sink into the wetness that her body so generously provides. 

She moans so sweetly and Feyd means to wink but somehow ends up blinking with one eye, then with the other which makes her giggle Laughter really is the last thing he ever wants to hear when eating out a woman, but her head rolls back, chest arching off the bed, and her fingers on his scalp urge his tongue back to work, so wraps his lips around her clit and suckles, enjoying the wetness of her cunt while her cunt enjoys the friction of his fingers.

Patiently, Feyd notes her breaths becoming more shallow, the tension in her legs greater, the needy rhythm of her pelvis against his face quicker. With one determined flex of his muscles, he pulls away, emerging from between her thighs with glistening slick smeared all over the lower half of his face, pink lips swollen.

"Ahhh, wait, no! Don't stop!" She cries for him to continue but ends up silenced when Feyd pulls the tunic over his shoulders and the pants down his hips. He wishes she would say something rather than just stare, but her parted lips and flustered expression are good enough of a compliment. Her legs willingly fall open when Feyd climbs back on top of her, all hard, milky flesh and dilated pupils. He looks beautiful enough to die for, she thinks, wondering how her mind came up with such a uniquely gorgeous specimen.

"Oh this isn't going to fit." She shakes her head in denial when he wraps his fist around his cock, stroking himself a little. 

"Oh, but it will." Two pale fingers sink into her squishy hole once more, thrusting and curling while her eyes remain transfixed on the length and girth of his cock, the head flushed pink with excitement. After a moment, he pulls out and lubricates himself with her glistening essence before nudging his cock head to her waiting entrance, pinning her soft thighs in place with his muscled ones on either side of her.

"Ahh-Ouch!" She cries out and Feyd shushes her, thrusting slowly into her wet, hot cunt, lips parted with awe as he observes every scrunch and twitch of her face.

Of course it fits eventually, because why wouldn't it? Anything is possible in a dream.

She lets out a little huff when somehow all of him is stuffed inside her and the man settles on top of her, bodies intimately flush. He is a hard and soft cage of muscles and impossibly smooth flesh and she feels every twitch of his pelvis against the back of her thighs. She feel so full, she wants to weep into Feyd's shoulder, which is exactly where her face is currently buried with the way he is folded over her, grunting softly as he fucks her with short, quickening thrusts.

"Ahh, Feyd!" She clings to his back, nails clawing at the corded muscles.

"Say that again."

Feyd's hand slips down and wraps around around her ass cheek, lifting her pelvis with every thrust. Great Mother, she thinks. He is so strong, manhandling her body like it's a cute little plaything. Her pussy clamps down on him with a foreboding flutter and wetness drips past the root of his cock, down the cleft of her ass where his balls smack against her flesh wetly.

"Feyd~" She whimpers his strange name, wrapping her legs around his waist, heels pressing into the back of his strong thighs, then higher. The muscles of his ass are equally hard, currently flexing with each thrust. He is so impossibly smooth everywhere, cuddling with him must be the nicest thing in the world.

He lifts himself a few inches, changing the pace to keep her away from the edge of climax. She lets out a sweet whine, probably thinking he's done it by accident. That makes him feel guilty and he doesn't like the feeling at all. Feyd decides quickly on a hit and run strategy, trying to memorize every square inch of her face (so he may picture it in front of his mind's eye when jerking off the next day) while filling her cunt with quick thrusts, igniting pleasure that spills from his balls through his cock and culminates in thick ropes of cum.

Feyd was so dead certain he would wake up the second that his orgasm ripples through his body, that he almost finds himself unable to cherish his release when he doesn't wake up. Nothing changes. The woman remains beneath him, softly panting and riding out his climax with him, hands curled around the back of his head. Her soft, wet cunt feels too good to be a figment of his imagination and Feyd tries to bring his face under control, closing his mouth and blinking away the rapture. He pulls away from her and rolls on his back, letting the air cool the sheen of dampness that has formed on his chiseled torso.

There's nothing he can do to keep himself busy, no chains or shackles to remove, no burning welts to soothe. He can't even throw her out or the room because this isn't his room. Hyperaware of every breath and every shift of air molecules in the room, Feyd stares at the ceiling. He didn't wake up. What if she drew a knife and killed him now, would he wake up or be found passed away in his sleep in his somber chambers in Barony?

His head whips around, livid at himself that he didn't smell a trap sooner. She could be  bait, a Bene Gesserit witch, a hallucination. Perhaps the Baron poisoned the wine Feyd had for dinner. He finds her expression gloomy and her arms crossed in front of his chest, dress tugged back down. She doesn't acknowledge him looking at her, so Feyd sits up. 

"You're pouting with me?" His voice still sounds a little breathless.

"You stopped before I was finished! Twice." 

"I didn't want you to wake up." Warmth tickles at his chest from within. She's too sweet.

"But if your climax wakes you up, that's fine?" She finally looks at him, finding his plush mouth twisted into a little smile.

Feyd's eyes sparkle as he leans closer, shifting his weight on one elbow. "You could have stopped me."

"But I liked the way you fucked me. And the way you looked and sounded while you were doing it." That causes Feyd to fight against the grin that pulls on the corners of his mouth. "But we're absolutely not finished." She reaches for his shoulder and pulls, so he sits up halfway, then pushes to urge him between her legs. "You're going back down there."

Chuckling, Feyd complies. He doesn't mind eating his own cum. With an appreciative hum, his hands curl around her thighs, lifting them, so he may regard the feast ahead of him properly. Her cunt looks as flushed and soaked as it should and Feyd wriggles his tongue inside her squishy entrance to soothe the burning stretch his cock must have caused her. Her hand finds his scalp and Feyd involuntarily huffs against her slit, loins throbbing with dull arousal. If he wasn't so utterly spent, this simple touch would have made him hard.

If this is a lucid dream, shouldn't he be able to get himself ready again? 

It doesn't work, or perhaps he just doesn't know how. The woman's fingers tug on his head, wordlessly upset at his lack of hair. She wants his tongue on her clit and he is in the mood to comply, circling the little bud and enjoying the way her hips jump against his face. He adds two fingers, perhaps for vain reasons, eager to feel each twitch of her walls. She gasps, feet planted on his shoulders. He tries to be careful with her sensitive, little cunt and suckles on her clit, thrusting his fingers just slowly.

Teasingly, he pulls out for a moment to make a show of suckling his spend off his digits.

"What is that?!" She suddenly snaps and scrambles away from him, nearly catching his chin with her foot. Instinctively, Feyd snatches her ankle, yanking her back to him hard, lips pressed into a worried line.

"What's wrong?" He growls.

"What did you put in me?! Why is it black?" Her expression has slipped from dream to nightmare. Feyd however breaks out grinning wide, showing all of his inky teeth as the alarmed tension dissolves. She is so cute. She's never had a Harkonnen, and why would she? Feyd quite enjoys being her first and maybe her last, if she continues being like this.

"You didn't know it's black?"

"Why would it-? Ugh." Her head plops back down on the pillow. This is a dream, she reminds herself, and if his cum is black, it's black and it's not going to affect her. Satisfied, Feyd bends her legs back up and lies down on his tummy. "And you promise it's… safe?"

"Well, yes, aside from the usual chemicals."

"Chemicals?! Oh, sure, ahh, if you say so~"

A dream, she reminds herself again as Feyd resumes his work between her thighs, teasing her tender nub with the tip of his tongue. Only a dream, a strange and wonderful one that feels too good to be true as her pleasure crests the summit and her release rolls through her body in sweet waves.

Oh, lady dear, hast thou no fear? Why and what art thou dreaming here? - The Sleeper by Edgar Allen Poe, 1831

[prettysweetprettysweet]

(1) No, 🫵you'd🫵 have been passed out on the floor next to him, Louis! Out on your feet from the drugs you stuffed him with-

(2) Ughh, this is boring! You're boo-ooring! 🫵🫵🫵YOU. 🫵🫵🫵 are SO ❗ BORING ‼️ Colorless, flaaaaaaaavorless, dull, 🤌🏿DULL🤌🏿, dull nights, dull weeks, dull months, dull as FUCK!!! Suffocation. by the world's softest. ~beeeeeeeeiiiggggggest~. pillow.

(3) And here come the drugs! Up the fangs, down this road into the heart and off with the fingers, feet, and wallowing brain-

(4) The ten hours.. I spent.. with that boy, were more 🤌🏿exciting🤌🏿, more ✨f a s c i n a t i n g✨, than DECAAADES (!!!) . with 🫵YOU!🫵

(5) 😯😯😯 Oh, there it iiiissss. 🤮🤮🤮 The half BLANK, half A-POC-A-LYP-TIC ‼️.. look. But what does it mean tonight, huh? 🤔 Does he want to lick 👅👅👅 my BOOTS 👢🍆 ??? oorrrrrrrrrrr 👐🏿 chopmyhandsoff 👐🏿❓❓ Is it the 😈gremlin😈, or the 👨🏾‍⚕️GOOD NURSE👨🏾‍⚕️tonight, huh?

(6) 😶 Okay. Okay, perhaps. 🙂‍ But am I, as boring… as the BLATHER committed onto the ferrrric tapes of your ✨fasc-i-na-ting✨ BOY?!! 😡

(7) [at the same time] Oh, its so, so hard to be me! 😔 | | Picking LINT ⁉️off the SOFA ⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️🤨🤔😲

(8) It's so haaaard 😩 to kill humans, I can feel their feelins as I drain em…….🎭 Everyone I know WRONGED me 🎭 [attempts general Southern accent] My brutha, he tossed himself off a roof! My SISTA, she buried me alive! [gives up] My daughter was my sister was my throw pillow, when he wouldn't look at me kindly… 😞

(9) 🆗❗Okay, lets wake the boy up 🛌🏼, and let's try you. [attempts British accent] I'm the Vampire Armand and my daddy vampire groom[gives up]-ed me into a little 🅱️⚠️✝️🌘🙌🏿❗❗❗❗ The vampires who murdered my daddy made me pretend I didn't have a 🙅🏿‍♂️DICK🙅🏿‍♂️ for 240 years!

(10) 😵‍💫 Lestat. Lestat. Lestat. Lestat. Lestat. Lestat. LestatLestatLestat LestatLestatLestat 😶‍🌫️🫥

(11) I talked shit about him the whole time! SO WHAT?!

(12) 🫵 T H E N A M E ❗❗❗❗❗❗❗ THE NAME ❗ unuttered in our home for 23 years, said OVER and over again until it was pounding in my brain 🧠 like a hammer.

PART 1 SURVEY LINK (Part 1 and Part 2 winner match-up to follow)

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𓅨 Eros Masterlist

Eros: Married to Dream of the Endless, you find yourself sent back in time to Ancient Greece where you, unfortunately, meet Oneiros. Fresh off a divorce and drowning the sorrows of his son's death by indulging in the Panathenaia, you find yourself trapped beneath the lustful gaze of your future husband. In your defense, he seduced you first…

Overall Warnings: Filthy Explicit Material, Explicit Language, Time Travel, Morpheus getting jealous of his past self, Hoe!Dream, DILF!Dream, Seduction at its finest.

To Note: Morpheus x Wife!Reader, Time Travel, Oneiros is used for AncientGreek!Morpheus.

Total Word Count: ~24.5k

Legend:

❗ = Explicit Sexual Material

𓅨 Chapter One

𓅨 Chapter Two

𓅨 Chapter Three❗

𓅨 Chapter Four❗

𓅨 Chapter Five❗

𓅨 Chapter Six❗

𓅨 Chapter Seven

𓅨 Chapter Eight❗

Date Published: 12/30/23

Date Completed: 6/19/24

Last Edit: 6/19/24

Morpheus/Dream Masterlist

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Some more patreon requests for @riannon07, oooh boy these challenged me 🤣🤣

Info & download below cut ⬇️

LazyEyelids Slim Fit Jeans on LBB bodyshape. AM only, doesn't have morphs. 12 colors, swatch included. Paired with Oversized Sneakers from... 🤔 I yanked them off the outfit you sent me with them. Polycount is 11k.

Darte77 Leather Vest on LBB bodyshape. AM only, doesn't have morphs. 8 colors, swatch included. Has some clipping under the arms, but I have a hard time fixing bones on higher poly stuff like this because there's so many dots. Polycount is 12k.

LazyEyelids Leather Jacket on LBB bodyshape. AM only, doesn't have morphs. 8 colors, swatch included. Probably has the least clipping of the male clothes but still a little bit. Arms are a lil wonky because apparently I don't know what muscles look like. Polycount is 10k.

Sifix Ariel Dress on e-neilan's bodyshape. AF only, does have morphs! 13 colors, swatch included. Shoes are from ImaginaryBoutique. Polycount is 16k.

LazyEyelids Wedding Dress (with (non) detachable sleeves) on BobbyTH Bootylicious bodyshape. AF only, does not have morphs. 10 colors, swatch included. Clips A LOT ❗❗❗ This dress is not gameplay friendly whatsoever. When I asked @paluding for help closing the bottom of the dress I was told "I don't think this dress is going to be very animation friendly, so don't bother too much with the bones because it's going to be a nightmare anyway" and let me just say.... nightmare was a HUGE understatement 🤣 I strongly considered scrapping this dress multiple times and maybe I should have. I posted a few videos of how badly it was going. I originally wanted legs & shoes but had to scrap those so there's no legs/shoes. Also, there's a weird line shadow that kept appearing only when my test sim walked in a very specific direction....I was not able to figure out where that was coming from to fix it. Long story short, this dress is good from the waist up and should probably only be used for storytelling purposes. It was very much beyond my abilities. Polycount is 15k.

👖👗 LazyEyelids Slim Fit Jeans, Darte77 Leather Vest, LazyEyelids Leather Jacket, Sifix Ariel Dress & LazyEyelids Wedding Dress download on Patreon (FREE)

But please consider becoming a patron if you want to show me support! ❤️🙏 Any support is extremely appreciated!

ts4 credits: @darte77 (blogspot, patreon), @lazyeyelids (patreon), @sifix (tsr)

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Dress Coded Masterlist

SYNOPSIS:

Dress codes are dumb. And everyone in school agrees. So why is the dear student council president Yang Jungwon so insistent on upholding such a stupid rule? And why is Y/n so insistent on changing his mind?

OR

Y/n finds a new way to break the dress code each day, purely to spite the student council president and make him change the stupid rule. But what started as a simple act of rebellion soon takes a turn as more is found out about the goody-two-shoes president. 

PAIRING: jungwon x gn!reader

GENRE: nonidol!au, highschool!au, socialmedia!au, sorta fake dating (you'll see), mild enemies to lovers, fluff, suggestive, angst (light), cursing, attempted humour. Ft. Enhypen Ni-ki + Jay + Jake, P1Harmony Soul + Jongseob, Kep1er Bahiyyih + Hikaru (+ Youngeun mention), Le Sserafim Eunchae, IVE Wonyoung, ZB1 Ricky, Seventeen Wonwoo

**any pictures used of "yn" are for outfit descriptions only and do not represent yn's gender/race/physical appearance in any way :))**

STARTED: 08/04/23

FINISHED: 02/10/23

STATUS: completed

PROFILES:

Sk8ter Bois | H2hoes

CHAPTERS:

00 - The Dress Code | 0.3k words

01 - White Privilege

02 - Pu$$y Gang

03 - A Little Manipulation

04 - Manifesting

05 - when bae gets you in trouble | 1.9k words

06 - Shota's Minecraft Girlfriend

07 - It's my turn to use the braincell

08 - It's Giving Control Freak | 1.7k words

09 - Enemies 👹 to Enemies 😊

10 - Damage Control

11 - I have the mind of a mastermind

12 - Potato Chips | 1.8k words

13 - DRUGS?? 😱😱

14 - Real Men Clean Bathrooms | 2.4k words

15 - Dr Dilf

16 - L + Ratio + Y/n will never love you

17 - Stuco Rizz | 2.1k words

18 - From homies to nomies

19 - De-yassified

20 - Mama I'm in love with a criminal | 1.6k words

21 - Prison Wife Era

22 - Family Vacation | 2.9k words

23 - Please No Feelings | 2.5k words

24 - Trauma Bonded ❤ | 1.9k words

25 - BREAK HIS HEART ❗❗

26 - This wasn't part of the plan | 1.9k words

27 - Gold Star

28 - Good Boy Gone Bad ❌ Good Boy Gone Sad ✔

29 - If it isn't the consequences of my own actions

30 - No More Hobocore

31 - Somebody that you used to know | 1.2k words

32 - Jongseob Marriage Counsellor

33 - Cute, platonically

34 - Where we went wrong | 3.2k words

35 - Ronald McDonald if he slayed

36 - No More Mr Nice Guy

37 - It's Giving Grease | 3.0k words

38 - The Updated Dress Code | 0.5k words

39 - Do-over Date | 2.6k words

FINALE - #savejungwonfromyn

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Fight for them as they fought for you

Mykyta Tatyanko "Zhyvchyk", a soldier of the 501st separate marine battalion, is still in captivity. He hit the front pages of all the world's media because he was simply helping the wounded during the shelling of the Mariupol maternity hospital. Because he just wanted to save someone.

In Mariupol, Zhyvchyk provided moral support to the locals. Ksenia, a resident of the city, met the soldier when a residential area was shelled. That day, March 12, her family was injured and slaughtered - her 16-year-old son and her sister's husband were killed instantly. "I was in a state of shock: I wanted to commit suicide because half of my family was killed in front of me, and the other half was not sure if they would survive," Ksenia said. The young defender helped the woman to keep her morale up. Mykyta convinced her that she shouldn't do anything to herself because many people around her needed help. "You are needed here, let's go help," Ksenia recalls. Ksenia told Mykyta's mother, Larysa, everything in detail, and told her that she had become the heroine of a movie about Mariupol. She also talked a lot about Mykyta in the movie, but she didn't give them any details. They are still in touch. Once she said: "Maybe you will be offended by me, but now Mykyta will be my adopted son." And Larysa was very happy about that, because now they both pray for him sincerely. Larysa was also contacted by one of the guys who was in the TRO and headed the security of the hospital in the city center. In a conversation with the soldier's mother, the defender said that in Mariupol, her son shared his food and medicine with the residents. Mykyta gave away almost everything he had.

❗In these pictures, he is 19 years old. At the age of 18, he voluntarily chose the path of the military, which even before the full-scale war, he was in the east part of Ukraine. Mykyta has been in captivity for almost 2 years, so he is now 21.

Please, share stories of our defenders in captivity. Many of them, including Mykyta have been there more than 2 years. You can only imagine what Russians do and tell them. Russians entertain themselves by breaking people, especially Ukrainians. They fiercely hate people who protect and fight for freedom. I hope our people find even more power in themselves to live through the hell of russian captivity. And when defenders all come back to their homeland, they will be themselves, in a healthy state like body and mind. There so many people are waiting for them. They deserve only good things after all of that.

The gorgeous Frank with important message in Kyiv.