#I had lots of fun and I'm looking forward to seeing how everyone else played and get the chance to play it again with a different angle

[scribesynnox]

Sike! I seperated my first post into a second one anyways. More apocalyptic ponyo jazz and prowl thoughts because the first post was getting long. And I want to see people's thoughts on them, but that'll be hard to do if there's too much going on in just one post.

@keferon Sorry for the double post but hey, this is on you. You are just so inspirational, and your ideas are just so fun to play with.

Man, one my favorite parts about captive Jazz and him knowing human language is that Jazz knows from the get go that humans are sentient and sapient. Everyone else is playing "oh wow, I've befriended a very clever animal!" and the only mer who knows humans are in fact not a pet, is stuck with ANOTHER mer and can't even speak fluent mer yet.

It's going to be so funny when Jazz finally learns enough mer to tell Prowl about humans and Prowl is like "THEY'RE SENTIENT?!"

Jazz: man, did you really think I was held captive for so long by a bunch of NON sentient animals? Because if you did, I'm about to be very offended. Prowl: You were land locked, I was hardly going to think you were unskilled or dumb. Any normal and sane mer wouldn't have been able to escape. Jazz: I feel like there was an insult hidden in there. Prowl: No, I'm shocked because if they're sentient, then they HAD to know what they were doing was wrong! Jazz: don't blame them too much. They didn't keep me trapped out of malice, they thought I'd die if they let me go. And to be fair, without you, that definitely would have happened. Prowl: That doesn't make your treatment okay! Jazz: I said don't blame them TOO much, I didn't say don't blame them at ALL.

Jazz swimming around in the ruins of the drowned city and going up to read a city map that's been protected behind some glass. Prowl has no idea why Jazz is staring so intently at the human drawings, and impatiently tries to get Jazz to move along. Jazz frowns at him and waves him away, stiltedly replying back, "Listening now. Gathering information. Hold." What is Jazz learning from the drawings? Do they actually mean anything?

Jazz memorizing the maps and then using the street signs to navigate their way around. Prowl being baffled at how Jazz seems to know where to go despite having clearly never been outside before.

It takes so long before Jazz can convince Prowl that "see those weird squiggles? That's human writing" Prowl: no those are territory marks that humans make. Jazz: hey, who's the one that grew up around humans. I'm telling you, it's writing. Prowl: but it's only one color! Jazz: humans don't use color as a tone indicator, they have different symbols for that. Also, fuck you guys for using colors as a second secret language, why is your writing so complicated? And I thought Chinese was hard.

Hey speaking of not knowing things about his own god damn culture, WOW how must Jazz feel about getting to go back home, except when he finally escapes, there's a lot more rubble and deadly mutant sharks than he expected.

Except when he escapes and gets to the open sea, he STILL feels like he's inside a tank. An outsider looking from behind a glass wall as everyone else gawks at him.

he is a stranger to his own culture and it hurts more than he expected it to, to come back to what should have been his home, only to find that there is no magical instant sense of belonging. It is just as alien to him as the tank had first been all those years ago.

He expected it but it still hurts more than he thought it would.

But at least there IS a warm welcome, courtesy of Prowl warbling a "Welcome back" at him. It's a start.

There is just.. SO MUCH sea!! Jazz can swim forward and swim and swim and SWIM and he can swish his tail as much as he wants, and he'll never hit a wall. And there's more than just Forward, there's also up and down and left and right and just!!! EVERYWHERE!! There is so much sea EVERYWHERE!! He could swim a HUNDRED laps just going straight forward and still never run out of room!

there is almost.. TOO much sea, honestly. Jazz's whole world consisted of tanks that barely had enough room to swim in, and now there is a dizzying amount of room to swim in.

This whole experience has just been absolutely breathtaking but if Jazz is being honest, he's not sure if it's from awe or from fear.

haha, imagine if this is when Jazz finds out he has a fear of The Vast? Oof, rip.

And like, Jazz had been in a cell, trapped for years, yes, but he still grew up there. I bet Jazz misses things from the human world.

He named himself after jazz music, Jazz isn't going to want to give up on human things.

Does Jazz sometimes miss the processed food that had been given to him? Because I KNOW we all got that one garbage food that doesn't taste good but it's what you grew up eating so you love it anyways, so does Jazz have his childhood garbage food in processed fish food? Does Jazz dig up and find those buckets of fish food and just start chowing down and Prowl is just staring at him in disgust and judgement? Lots of judgement. Jazz is offended.

Oh! And what about the effects of being raised by humans! Like, yes, the ignorance about his own culture and own world and the lack of social knowledge and his atrophied tail and all that. But like. what about night vision?

Jazz having shit night vision because he grew up surrounded by humans, and humans are always leaving SOMETHING bright on. He's never experienced true darkness before, and the first time he sees the world without light pollution, he's scared shitless because FUCK, IT'S PITCH BLACK, HOW DO YOU SEE ANYTHING, HOW CAN YOU KNOW WHERE DANGER IS!

Can I just say, I absolutely adore the fact that Jazz is as terrified of the ocean as humans are because he only knows of the ocean through their eyes. It provides an EXCELLENT way to project our own fears of the ocean onto a mer. I love it.

you know, I'm really glad that Jazz is the captive one and Prowl is the "wild" one in here. Not just because it's interesting, since it's so easy to immediately go "Oh yeah, Prowl would be the captive one and that's why he's so analytical and aloof", but also because this way makes more SENSE.

Prowl as the "wild" mer, the free mer, was able to grow up in a society. He went to school and got a degree and shit. Ya man has gone to college.

Meanwhile Jazz doesn't get taught SHIT because everyone thought he was a dumb animal. Clever, sure, for an animal, but still just a regular non sentient animal. So Jazz had to learn tricks and how to read people and all that jazz (haha, get it?), learn how to get around and do things on his own.

Which seems fitting for these two. SO yeah, I like their current set up, it's great.

[yukidragon]

Moving Forward with Sunshine in Hell and Sunny Day Jack

For the past several months I've been giving a lot of thought about Something's Wrong with Sunny Day Jack, the fandom, SnaccPop, and everything that's transpired as of late.

I'm still not comfortable discussing details about what happened. A lot of my friends were hurt and are still hurting. It's up to them to decide when or if they want to tell their stories. The part I played in things is minor in comparison, and I don't want to dig open painful wounds that are still trying to heal just to talk about my own experiences.

I will say though that it's been hard to enjoy the SWWSDJ game or fandom the same way I used to. The awful incidents and conflicts have left real scars behind, and I think anyone with a passing involvement in the fandom has noticed at least hints of them. It's created so much concern and reservation in a space that used to be so freeing for me.

Before anyone starts worrying, I'm not leaving the Something's Wrong with Sunny Day Jack fandom. You'll still see me pop up on occasion over here on tumblr, my bluesky, and even twitter if that damn ex-bird app doesn't delete whatever I post there. I still love interacting with other members of the fandom and encouraging them to keep on creating their art, stories, and such with my comments and reblogs. That's not changing any time soon.

Despite everything, this story and fandom still mean a lot to me. If I never chose to play that first demo way back when and took the plunge to be active in the fledgling fandom, I never would've come out of my shell as much as I have. I've grown so much these past 3 years, and I'll always be grateful for Something's Wrong with Sunny Day Jack, Sauce, and the fandom for giving me fertile ground in which to bloom.

But after everything that's happened, I think it's important to address how things have changed and where I personally will go from here when it comes to the story of Sunny Day Jack and Sunshine in Hell.

I know a lot of people come here to read my theories about the game. I've had a lot of fun combing over the small teasers we've gotten over the years and figuring out how they might connect with the overall story. I've made transcripts for the audio, analyzed artwork, and dug deep into the game's potential timeline of events.

But with all that's happened, including Sauce quitting and passing over the IP and the story of Something's Wrong with Sunny Day Jack to those still remaining at SnaccPop Studios, I don't think I feel comfortable discussing the game itself anymore, or using their/official artwork for the game in future posts. The same goes for DachaBo, the Groom of Gallagher Mansion, AphroDesia, and their other IP, as well what's going on with SnaccPop as a whole.

This isn't to tell people not to support SnaccPop or the game itself. Plenty of my friends have been a part of or worked with SnaccPop and still have close ties to people working there. Whether or not you support them and/or join their patreon is up to you to decide for yourself, and I highly encourage you to do your own research and come to your own conclusions.

I sincerely hope the best for everyone who has ever been or will ever be involved with SnaccPop. May you find joy and success in your creative endeavors and bring others even more joy.

This is all just to say that I, just like many others, need to take a step back from SnaccPop itself. This is for my own comfort and wellbeing. I will not be discussing any official games, audio dramas, announcements, or the like for the foreseeable future. That means I will not be making any new theories about the games.

If you want information as it relates to the game Something's Wrong with Sunny Day Jack or its related spinoffs from SnaccPop like Sleepy Time Jack, I urge you to look for it on their official pages for tumblr, bluesky, twitter, toybox, patreon, or anywhere else they have directly linked. Always go to the source for information first.

From here on out, I'm going to focus all my headcanon rambles on just that - my headcanons. Jack, Ian, Shaun, Nick, and all the rest are still going to appear on this blog, but I will only be discussing my personal interpretations of these characters as they apply to Sunshine in Hell or any AUs I have derived from it, which may or may not align with the game's canon. I will not be referring to the game anymore, but instead focusing on the story it inspired that I have personally built on over the years.

Sunshine in Hell has been diverged from the game's canon for a long time now, and the differences in the characters and story have become more and more noticeable as time has gone on. Sunshine in Hell's Sunny Day Jack is very different from any demo's version of Sunny Day Jack, even if his initial roots and name remain the same. It is the same for all the characters, really.

That's one of the things I've loved about this fandom. We've all come up with our own versions of Jack and the other characters. Those of us who have been in the fandom a long time have built on our headcanons and they've grown to have their own distinct lore and quirks that make them unique and recognizable even when compared to someone else's version.

That's why I'm going to focus on my interpretation of Sunny Day Jack exclusively from here on out. I'll still throw out fun "what if" scenarios, alternate universes, and thoughts for generalized sunshines on occasion, but it'll always be through the lens of Sunshine in Hell's story and its characters, rather than the official game's continuity.

So while I'm distancing myself from painful drama for my own mental health and wellbeing, I'm going to continue to embrace the parts of the fandom that I love. My telling of Sunny Day Jack will live on in Sunshine in Hell, along with Alice and all the other characters I've been working on these past three years. I invite you to continue to read along with me as I continue to build on these characters and their stories and make them my own.

I encourage you to do the same. Embrace your own telling of stories you love. Uplift and encourage others to tell their stories too. Find what brings you joy and nurture it to grow into something bigger than the initial seed of an idea. Whether you find it in this fandom or another, I always encourage you to find your passion to create.

Fandom allows everyone the freedom to tell their own version of the stories they love. Sunshine in Hell is mine, and I am forever grateful that so many of you love it like I do. I hope you continue to enjoy it as well as all my other stories and rambling ideas.

Thank you for reading, and I hope you have fun indulging in the stories you love in whatever way brings you the most joy.

@channydraws @earthgirlaesthetic @sai-of-the-7-stars @cheriihoney @illary-kore @okamiliqueur @kurokrisps

[changingplumbob]

Day Sixteen - Kara Group 2/2

Evie is happy to see that the date for today is at a small park, nice and quiet.

Deanna: When you were a kid did you enjoy school?

Evelyn: I'd say so! Once I got to high school was when I started worrying about fitting in and all that. But when I was a young kid, we could all just play around without caring about much else

Deanna: Right! Like there wasn't worrying about being cringe or awkward, everyone just played

Evelyn: And read! There were so many great books when I was a kid

Deanna: When you were little did you have a dream job?

Evelyn: I wanted to be a librarian. I think a small part of me still wants to, actually. As a kid, I wanted to be just like them since they were so kind to me. Now.. I think it'd be nice to help kids the same way those librarians helped me

Deanna: That sounds nice, you're definitely in the right degree for it

Evelyn: Did you have a dream job?

Deanna: I wanted to be a pirate

Evelyn: Aww, how cute! Growing up in the city, I was always so curious about the beach and water. I definitely get the appeal of being a pirate, but I'd probably get too homesick haha

Deanna: Same! I love my family, did not think it through

Evelyn: My family is great, I'm lucky

Deanna: Any particular childhood memories with them?

Evelyn: My brother Avery was in the hospital once, and when he got out, my dad excused us all from school for a day at Myshuno Meadows. It was just so much fun spending time with my whole family. It's not a particularly special memory, I dunno, but I remember it as a really happy day

Deanna: I have some days in my memory like that. Nothing world shattering happened sure, but you got to spend time with the people who loved you

After the date we head back to the villa where it is once again skill time! Will contestants focus on short term needs or play the long game with their study choices?

Mariela and Sarah both chose to focus on comedy, using the computers to research and improve their joking skills. Arista figured it was time to learn some logic and read a book on the subject. Nicola decided to look in to rock climbing for future saftey, while Evie focused on the wider umbrella skill of fitness. Kennedy had a go at one of those new flashy video games, they didn't have many of those on the ranch.

While contestants are busy Deanna works on grilling a treat for dinner. Time to see how she felt the date went.

Devin: De! What's for dinner

Deanna: Ribs

Devin: Nice. How did you find the date went today

Deanna: Yeah, not too bad. I had a lot of fun chatting with Evie and getting to know her. She seemed a little tense about the park being a new public place but I think she handled it well

Devin (voiceover): How was it

Evelyn (voiceover): I had a really good time *blushes* adoring Deanna for sure

Evelyn also became our first contestant to max out the friendship bar! More details later about how this will be rewarded in a way that still leaves her room to improve and benefit from other interactions.

Rather than heading to the dinning room for dinner contestants are asked to put on their active clothes and head out. They arrive at the local spa where they are greeted by Deanna and... someone else.

Deanna: Thanks for coming everyone. I know that this round must have been stressful. Meeting new people, competing, trying to decide if I'm worth staying for. That's why we're here with my best friend Reece, this guy. He is an outdoors loving genius with a desire to spread zen so he's going to lead us through a guided meditation

Reece: Hello. I look forward to meeting you all properly later. For now follow me to the meditation garden. It's outside but in the shade so we won't need to worry about sunburn

Reece led the group through a meditation, successfully lowering heart rates and ensuring everyone was in a good mood for the rest of the evening. Before going in the spa however, one more surprise. Deanna had grilled up a picnic for everyone!

Ribs it was! A nice grilled meal before a proper relax. Deanna divided her time. Initially she sat at the table talking with Kennedy, Arista and Mariela. Halfway through she moved to the stacks of pillows to chat with the rest of the group. Everyone seemed in good spirits.

Heading in to the spa everyone got a face mask! They were assigned to either relax in the sauna, relax in a massage chair or get a proper massage as their first activity. Autonomy was toggled on full from the moment the meditation ended so contestants had some time to chat or further pamper themselves. Remember, if they do not win a date from the upcoming cast challenge then this will be their last opportunity to talk to Deanna before the commencement ceremony. Reece is also around but friendship gained with him will not be judged.

Nicola and Sarah both started off with massages! For an unkonwn reason when Sarah spun in to a robe her hair changed, but fear not. After the massage it went back to normal. Kennedy, Mariela, Evie and Deanna relaxed in the massage chairs first, letting their worries slip away. Arista spent her time waiting for a massage talking to Reece, finding him pretty funny. When Kennedy was finished in her chair she found Arista attempting to order a drink, but unfortunately the bartender was leaving…

While Sarah practised yoga the other contestants headed downstairs to chat and speculate about what the whole cast day might be. Mariela and Arista shared a special hug, bonding over how much the lighting did not favor their complexions. Overall I think this group enjoyed their time together, we'll have to wait and see if any of them share a group next time.

@abbysimsfun, @ashubii, @pixeldistractions, @ravingsockmonkey, @sanitysims, @sleepyselkiesims

[daphwritesworld]

Every possible established couple out of that foursome would be the hottest thing ever, how are you meant to decide which one?! 🥵

Like from your words alone I'd say Reader and Alessia are obviously not the already established couple and are the more shy but eager ones, typically I'd go with Alessia x Leah as the couple because it would make sense since they play for England and I love this duo BUT imagine the way everyone would lose their mind if Alessia x McCabe were together? The shy, gentle and puppy like Lessi with the cocky, argumentative McCabe?! Fuckkkkk

Feel like there would be a lot of edging for a while to get them worked up, get R and Alessia right to where they want them and then when they thinking that's all their getting, they'd overwhelm them with orgasms

I'm picturing Alessia and R being more shy to be shared, clinging to their girlfriends at first while someone else touches them. Unsure what to do with themselves until they turn to each other and start sinking into each other, moaning into each other's mouths tentatively and before they know it they're humping at each other like they're in heat.

So many thoughts

-🧠

SEE YOU GET ME.

i’m always down for a Leah x Lessi pairing….but McCabe x Lessi ??? 🤭 GIRRRLLLLL!!!!!!

i get the feeling the reader & Alessia are good friends on the team. usually doing drills together when needing to team up and leaving their girlfriend to fend for themselves. that’s how it starts— Leah and Katie pairing up out of force tbh. but they quickly stop pouting about being left by their significant others when they realize just how much fun they can have together. Leah and Katie have a competitive friendship at heart, seeing who can do drills faster, better, and god knows what else. they also both seem to get distracted by their hot sexy girlfriend’s about 50 times every practice session. which inevitably leads to them trying to compete in other areas of their lives. it starts small— a passing comment from McCabe about how she had Lessi cumming 4 times after their win. oh and that makes Leah pipe up about how she had reader squirting in her mouth after the 5th orgasm she gave her that same night. and that’s how they start the idea of having a competition….a sex race you could say. they get a months time and whoever can give their girl the most orgasms wins. im talking they’re on their phone texting as soon as the rounds over, “make that 10–8 Williamson” and a nice reply not even 20 minutes later “12-10 eat my dust McCabe 🖕🏻”

that leads to both of their girlfriends growing suspicious. i mean they appreciate all of the orgasms, but every single day?? and the sneaking on their phone every single time after sex?? yeah they’re confused, concerned, and worried their girlfriends have some sex addiction they’ve been keeping under wraps until now. it isn’t until they start confiding in each other at practice that they realize something is definitely up, so they make a plan. i’m thinking they both run off to the locker rooms first— grabbing their girlfriends’ phones before going into a shower stall to investigate. idk where i’ll take it from there but 🤭 it will escalate to the best extent.

but once they’ve worked out the plan and they get into that room? GOOD GOD OL MIGHTY. Lessi and Reader are definitely shy at first. hiding their faces with their hands, not wanting to make any noises so they bite their lips. red rosy cheeks and hesitant hands as they let themselves relax more from their girlfriend’s touches. once they’ve worked up the courage to finally look at each other— the connection is instant. they’re reaching out, holding onto each other for support as they’re being taken apart right next to each other. “Y-You look really pretty, Lessi,” it’s said so softly reader’s not even sure the other girl heard it. oh but she does, and it has Alessia leaning forward so close her breath is fanning against reader’s lips. “So do you,” and her cheeks are turning darker. and before they know it they’re sinking into each other..kissing, moaning, groping each other’s bodies as they’re girlfriends swap places. they don’t even notice at first— too caught up in each other to even realize they’re building orgasms had dwindled down.

anyways i’ll stop myself now before i actually ruin the whole fic 🤣

[havendance]

New Comics Time! (Pt. 2)

Absolute Superman #2 - This was a fun issue. My favorite parts continue to be the flashbacks to Krypton. Superman's living cape is a very cool effect and I think it's neat that it's going with 'giant leap' over flight for him.

Two Face #1 - Now this is really fun. Loving the art. Loving the courtroom drama and the conflict set up with Harvey. Harvey Dent working the room with a two-faced coin. I'm really looking forward to seeing how this one goes.

DC Horror Presents... #1 & 2 - Poked my head into these issues. The stories in them are mostly just okay, but I did like the Wonder Woman story in issue 1. It played with a lot of fun notes from the Perez run, though with Donna in her red wonder girl costume and Hippolyta dead, the timeline feels muddled.

JSA #2 - This isn't bad and I am intrigued enough to keep reading it, but also there are SO many characters here and it really needs a title page like in old comics where they stick all the names and heads of characters there so you know who's who.

Batman #155 - Not a fan of the affair plot :/ I will say this is giving me throwbacks to Batman: Eternal with Jim getting arrested/framed and the use of the hatter tech.

Birds of Prey #16 - Nice to see some action from everyone else this issue! Looks like there's some fun set up for a fight next issue too. Some cool stuff with the lettering too.

Action Comics #1078 - I see Superboy gets stuck here being the guy to say 'well if it's everyone on earth dies or everyone in the phantom zone dies I think there's an obvious choice.' We get it. Someone had to say it. I am continuing to really enjoy the backup. Patridge’s art is very pretty.

Poison Ivy #28 - I am continuing to enjoy this and this current plot is making me go "I should really read some Swamp Thing comics." Alas, I feel that way about many things.

The Batman & Scooby Doo Mysteries #12 - Leslie!! Another fun issue in this series. A lot of smoke and mirrors as is appropriate for a haunted old theater type mystery.

[kassiekole22]

You're Beautiful

Picture edited by me.

Pairing: Josh Washington x Fem!Reader Description: You reflect on the time when you finally decided were forced to tell your long-time crush — Josh Washington — how you feel. Warnings: Fluff, Friends To Lovers, Pining, A Lot Of Angst Towards The End. Word Count: 1.6k A/N: Fic #2 of the Until Dawn Poll Fic Challenge! Also, this is technically my very first Wendigo!Josh fic! It was pretty fun to write, so expect more in the future. 🤭 Until then, I hope you enjoy this one! 🖤 Josh's MasterList: 🖤 Main MasterList: 🖤 Kassie's Angels: @lorebite, @mornandil, @koexchange, @yesitsloulou, @mistmoose, @jasonexo, @fortune-fool02, @raven-the-cryptid, and @imahyperfixatedbitch. (If you want to be added to the taglist, let me know in the comments! 🖤)

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"Truth or dare?"

I sat awkwardly in silence as the whole group stared at me with anticipation clear on their faces. I didn't know how I got roped into that stupid party game; it was more for twelve-year-olds than a bunch of people in their late teens.

But there I sat, contemplating my answer as my friends stared at me with a hungry look in their eyes as they waited for me to make a decision. If it had been anybody else, it would have been an easy answer: truth. But this wasn't anybody — this was Jess.

A few people knew about my crush on Josh: Hannah, Beth, Sam, Chris and even Jess too — though I knew that the others would keep their mouths shut until I was ready to express my feelings to him, I also knew that Jess was different. Now I'm not saying that having a friend with a bold and forward personality is a bad thing, but sometimes it can come with a price — and that price was my dignity.

Now don't get me wrong, it's not that I thought Jess would outright tell Josh about my crush — she was smarter than that. I knew for a fact that she would wait and leave me in a situation where I would have to tell him. And tonight was most likely going to be that night.

"Well — truth or dare, (Y/N)?" Jess asked again with a huge smirk growing on her face. The devilish and mischievous look in her eyes didn't help my nerves either. "You have to choose one."

Without giving it a second of thought and panicking due to all the impatient eyes staring me down, I blurted out a word that I knew I'd regret saying fast: "Dare!"

All the eyes widened in the room due to my bold answer, even Jess'. It seemed like nobody expected me to choose dare, since I was always the "play it safe" type of girl. But as fast as that shocked expression etched into Jess' features, a new and more sinister smirk grew.

"Ok." She sang angelicly as a new, and very fake innocence filtered through her voice. "I dare you to..."

I knew damn well that she was only dragging this out to add to the anticipation, because it was clear in her eyes that she already knew her answer. Her eyes burned holes in mine, as her smirk broadened with much excitement.

"Kiss the most beautiful person in the room!"

I nearly choked on my own spit as her words met my ears. Everybody began whispering and looking to see everyone else's expressions, which didn't help the matter. I had told Jess hundreds of times just how beautiful I found Josh to be, so she clearly knew what she was up to.

I glared her down as if I was trying to kill her with my mind, while she merely bit her bottom lip to repress a laugh. I looked around the room to see the ones who knew looking sorry and scared for me, while Emily seemed more focused on her nails than anything, and then Mike seemed almost ready for me to come to him with puckered lips. And then there was Josh, sitting there with a big smile on his face; it was obvious that he was oblivious of the situation.

I heaved a deep and defeated sigh before standing up, passing a very horned-up Mike, and shyly approached the guy I had wanted for so long. He stared up at me with a sweet smile on his face and a look of innocence in his eyes, which was weird for the dirty-minded fucker we all knew he was.

After inhaling and exhaling deeply one more time — almost as if to gain some sort of confidence I knew I wouldn't obtain by one more deep breath — I leaned down in front of him, and gently placed my lips against his own.

The room filled with audible gasps and more whispers, but none of it mattered or seemed incoherent in my now intoxicated mind. I melted into the kiss as my nerves seemed to die down, not giving a damn about what the others were saying or thinking. And to my surprise, he leaned into the kiss as well, seemingly enjoying it as his arms snaked around my form to hold me close. After what felt like an eternity, I pulled back to meet the gaze of a very flustered Josh. I couldn't help but smile at how his eyes were blown wide and his face was as red as a tomato; it was cute, though I knew his face most likely mirrored my own.

I chose that exact moment to lean in again, until my lips were just barely brushing his ear.

"You're the most beautiful man I have ever seen." I whispered softly, so no other could hear my intimate thoughts that were only meant to be heard by the one who meant to most to me.

My heart was pounding — not only from the adrenaline from what I just did, but from the amount of love I felt for him and the excitement I felt, knowing that this may be the start to a future together — a future that would change our lives for the better forever. I couldn't stop smiling, since the amount of happiness I felt couldn't compare to anything I had ever felt before. I knew at that moment that from that day on, things were only going to get better.

That feels like so long ago now...

Now I sit in a hospital room, eagerly waiting for the doctor to give us any kind of news. The only sounds I hear are my heart beat ringing in my ears — no longer due to the happiness I felt two years prior — the sounds of doctors and nurses rushing by to save lives, and the soft cries of Josh's mother as her husband holds her close. I can't stand it — it hurts too much, sitting here while completely powerless. The fear and heartbreak I feel is like nothing I've ever felt before, and I know there is a strong chance that it could only get worse.

I have been going to the hospital every day for two weeks, repeating the same routine as I wait for answers — but barely anything ever comes. So for the time being, I watch the clock intensely, counting the seconds as they tick by — insync with my heartbeat and only making it all the more noticeable. On one hand, I'm happy that Josh is still alive; but just knowing a tiny bit of information about his condition makes it hard to feel any bit of joy. I just want my baby to be ok.

After what felt like a lifetime of waiting, the doctor finally comes out and delivers the news. I'm surprised to learn that he is finally becoming himself again, and asked for one person to come see him: me.

The doctor leads me to a darkened room, and warns me to keep my distance. Apparently, just because Josh is slowly gaining his humanity back, doesn't mean his wild side has gone completely. So I have to be careful and cautious. I enter the room alone, though I know there are cameras on me, watching my every move.

The doctor told me that the only reason the light has been so restricted, is because of the sensitivity of Josh's eyes. Spending two and a half weeks in the pure darkness of the mine weakened his irises and pupils, causing the color to drain from them almost completely and leaving him almost blind. If he is in any type of lighting at this time, it would be equivalent to having his eyes on fire. So for this reason, the room must remain as dark as possible.

There was only a was only a very dull light shining over his bed, provided for seeing purposes for doctors and visitors. And thanks to that little bit of light, I can see enough to move around. And after a few slow and hesitant steps, I approach a bed.

Tears fill my eyes as I stare down at his weakened form; he barely looks like himself anymore. His left cheek is torn, his teeth are sharp and he's the most pale I have ever seen him look. I can't help but notice all the cuts all over his face and arms as well, and I shudder at the fact that I know exactly what did it. It breaks my heart to see his limbs strapped down to the bed, as if he was some sort of psychopath. Though what Josh did would seem pretty psychotic to a stranger's eye, I know in my heart that he isn't — he is just in pain and needs others to feel what he's feeling.

After a few minutes of quiet investigating on my part, Josh slowly turns his head in my direction and opens his eyes. He gazes up at me with a look of sorrow and remorse — as if he's telling me he's sorry with his now pale orbs. I take his hand in my own, quickly noticing the sharp claws replacing his nails. Just as I look down at them in shock, he let's out a mournful sob.

"I-I'm- I'm- a-a-a m-monster-r..." His voice comes out so raspy and coarse, that I nearly don't recognize it. But the sorrow and pain in his tone is strong enough to tell me that he needs me more than ever.

I lean down and place a very gentle kiss to his bruised forehead, before whispering ever so softly, "You're still the most beautiful man I've ever seen."

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[meademalove]

Viv's words -

"I hope that everyone understands that my time at Arsenal over seven years has been very special to me."

"Obviously, I would've really, really liked to end the story in a different way, but in the end, I think I had to prioritise myself in this decision, and for some people, it'll be hard to understand. Others will be like, yeah, I fully get what you decided to do."

"In my career I've always tried to make decisions based off feeling and at a lot of points in my career I have prioritised me being happy off the pitch me and being part of the team because it would mean more to me to win things with Arsenal than with other teams back in the day."

"I think I was at that point that I was obviously coming back from my ACL injury and I just wanted to do what was best for me and I wanted to get a fair chance of playing and being treated in the right way. And that's why I was potentially looking to see if there was something else."

"Sometimes you just need to take care of yourself, and as hard as that is and as hard and difficult my last couple months have been, I just want to look back at that time with positivity and that I have had a really nice time shared over seven years and I am just really, really looking forward right now to not look back and to look forward and to start wearing the City kit."

"I think throughout my career and over the last couple choices I've had to make, there's always been two main subjects for me that are really, really important."

"I think that's first of all what my football heart is saying so it's really important how a club plays, what their philosophy is, what their ambitions are."

"And second of all is that I can also be myself and be happy off the pitch. After considering and thinking for a long, long time I just felt like City tick both of those boxes. I'm just really excited to be part of a team that share the same ambition as me and also that are really thinking about the way they play."

"We have obviously spoken about it," Miedema said when asked about playing against Mead and Arsenal. "I always said to all the Arsenal girls, I wish them best and I genuinely hope that they achieve great things but not at the cost of city. So when it comes to those games right now it is me and City first, then we'll go from there."

"Obviously it's going to be fun to play against each other and to play against my friends from Arsenal too and may the best win."

[shewhopats]

Overwatch characters watching your kid

I've been thinking about writing some silly short stories about OW characters getting stuck watching someone's kid, but I figured I would make this guide for my headcannon for the kind of babysitter each of them would be.

Brigitte and Reinhardt would make you the most nervous with their methods. Lots of rough-housing, throwing them around and into the air, giving your kid sugar, letting them climb things, and overall just encouraging mayhem and rule-breaking. "You mom/dad doesn't let you do this at home? Well, they're not here, are they?" Your kid will come home thoroughly exhausted, but bitter about you not being as fun as they are.

Orisa would make the same mistakes as Brigitte and Reinhardt, but more out of ignorance and inexperience. Like letting your kid stay up too late, because she doesn't understand why going to bed at a decent time is important, or feeding them something that makes them sick because that's what they said they wanted to eat. Unintentionally lets your kid walk all over her, but once you teach her how it's done, she'll be your go-to option when you need a break.

Zenyatta would be so intrigued by the natural imagination and curiosity of children. He'd provide lots of different toys, art supplies, and time for unrestricted and uninstructed play. A one-man enrichment program. Just don't try to tell him there are boy toys and girls toys. Your kid will be allowed to play with whatever they want. He would also unironically have a blast playing pretend with dolls or action figures. I'm talking a 25-part narrative with backstories, lore, worldbuilding, and an Endgame-style final conflict.

Genji, Kiriko, Tracer, and B.O.B would be the kings and queens of "don't tell your parents." Extra screen-time, taking them out for ice cream, staying up a little later then their normal bedtime, etc. What I would call "a healthy amount of rule-breaking." They have everyone else convinced they are Responsible™ but you can't help noticing that your kid is always excited to hangout with them.

Ana and Torbjorn could be depended on the same way you can trust grandma and grandpa. They've had kids, so they know all the tips, tricks, and games to keep your kid clean, fed, safe, and happy. Just don't tell them some dumb shit like "organic, non-gmo fruits only." Your kid will be eating bananas from the supermarket like everyone else. But for more sensible rules, even the ones they don't agree with, they will follow them.

Echo will make you fill out a 200-question survey and write an essay on how you want your kid cared for. She will follow every instruction down to the letter, and send you updates every 30 minutes. If your kid sneezes, she will call you to ask about it. The downside is your kid will probably hate her for being such a rules monger.

Baptiste, Illari, Lucio, and Sojourn would try so hard to be responsible and follow your instructions, but puppy-eyes work on them 80% of the time. Your home will look like a warzone when you get back, but they'll help you clean up.

Lifeweaver, Pharah, Mei, and Zarya would get a whiff of that specific smell babies have that makes your DNA scream at you to make one yourself. They would be the sweetest, most gentle caretakers on this list. They'll spend most of the time snuggling on the couch, watching T.V. and drinking hot coco. Would let your kid give them a makeover, paint their nails, and play with their hair. Would read to and rock them to sleep, tuck them in really snug. They'd probably look forward to seeing your kid again, and every time you happen upon one of them, they'll only ask what's going on with the kiddo.

Sombra, Symmetra, and Widowmaker would rather be water-boarded then spend five minutes with those sticky-fingered cunt goblins you call kids.

Ashe, Hanzo, and Winston would happily agree to babysit for you, thinking they will be serviceable at it. How hard could it be? Then an hour later they call you, on the verge of a nervous breakdown, and beg you to come back, because your kid is crying or throwing a tantrum. They definitely have the potential to be great caretakers, but they would need someone to walk them through it at first.

Bastion and Sigma definitely WANT to give babysitting a try, but they understand why that's probably not a safe idea. They would question your intelligence if you asked them.

Cassidy and D.va would take your kid to McDonalds or somewhere else with else with a play-place, and let them go wild while they sit on a bench nearby. They will do the bare minimum amount of work to keep your kid alive, because they have better things to do. Would only babysit as a favor for you if no one else is available.

Mercy is married to her work, and Ramattra is dedicated to his mission. If you somehow convince them to watch your kid for even a single hour, they'll set-up a playpen with whatever toys they like, toss in a sippy cup and snack every now and then, and ignore their existence while they do their usual business.

Doomfist, Moira, Reaper, and Soldier: 76 would tape your kid to a chair the first time it annoys them. I know there's the fandom joke of S76 being the dad of the team, but he's always come off as grumpy and impatient to me.

Your kid would love the junkers (Junker Queen, Junkrat, Roadhog, Wrecking Ball) for all the wrong reasons. They would teach your kid how to make a grenade launcher out of plastic bottles and rubber bands, 37 new swear words, and how to punch people in the throat. Unless you want to get a call from the school about your kid blowing up the chemistry room, I would choose literally anyone else to babysit.

Mauga would use your kids to get dates. He'll take your daughter to a dance class and talk to any single parents about how much of a family man he is and how difficult being a single dad. He'll take your son to play catch in a park so he has an excuse to take his shirt off and flex his muscles. He'll coach your kid to walk up to someone and say, "my uncle thinks your pretty, so maybe you can play with us."

[eventinelysplayground]

Shattered

This is my second last fic for my 50 follower event and was requested by the delightful @fang-and-feather whose ask I put up on Tuesday if you want to take a look. This fic was hard to get the idea for but then I ended up getting an element I wanted and built two different ideas around that that weren't working so I dissected them and took parts of both along with the element and here it is. I had a lot of fun with this one, it felt like I could be a bit more daring with it in a way. I also switch pov at the end but it's mostly in Comtes. I hope you enjoy the fic Fang and thanks so much for the congrats and all your support especially when I first started out you have no idea how much it meant to me. An outing, a memory and one bad action tempt Comte. Mentions of alcohol, suspected infidelity, pregnancy and blood, WC approx 1929.

The night was warm with the subtle scent of flowers carried on the wind as the moon danced in and out between the clouds. Comte stood alone on the balcony, a glass in one hand and a half empty bottle of whiskey on the top rail. He had managed to outrun his thoughts since this afternoon but now in the stillness of the night he was at their mercy.

She looked absolutely stunning this afternoon, her smile was so radiant.

Comte took a long sip from his glass then let out a short self deprecating chuckle.

Really, this is unbecoming of me. It was all my own choices, I have no one else to blame. It's for the best anyway I would only have ruined her life.

When he had first started to notice that Mitsuki and Arthur were developing feelings for eachother he said nothing, believing his own feelings for her nothing but a passing desire that would be quickly forgotten. He'd had more than his fair share of romances just like that in even his long lifetime and yet…yet as time continued forward he realized just how wrong he was.

Mitsukis appearance at the mansion had brought a light and joy to their lives. She had touched all their hearts but only Arthur had been able to touch hers. Every time he witnessed them together, their happiness, devotion, love for one another, the warmth he felt to see her so happy warred with an ugly darkness in his heart. The darkness only grew as time went on and Mitsuki got even closer to him.

She certainly did manage to work her way past all my walls without even trying. She's always reached out and tried to see the best in everyone even then….

‘What were you thinking!?’

‘I knew you were a filthy klootzak but this is low even for you.’

‘Didn't think you'd be the type to settle down but I hoped for cara mias sake that I was wrong.’

‘How did you not even make it six months!?’

‘Newt, What the bloody hell are you all going on about!?’

‘You're going to play dumb?’

Theo had moved to grab Arthur by the lapels and Comte had been the one to stop him.

‘Calm down all of you, let's see if Arthur has anything to say at least.’

‘Anything to say to what? I don-’

‘You better think of something better than that after the way cara mias been crying.’

‘Wait, Mitsuki is upset? What happened?’

‘Like you don't know.’

‘Arthur enough games-’

‘I swear Comte I'm not playing any g-’

Arthur's eyes had gone wide with a sudden revelation.

‘Mitsuki!’

Arthur went to run past them up the stairs but Napoleon caught him by the arms.

‘Damn it all, let go Leon! I swear to all of you this isn't what you think. That bird was-’

‘Choose your next words very carefully Arthur.’

Comtes eyes were cold and voice commanding.

‘That bird was someone I had spent a few nights with years ago before Mitsuki ever arrived. She had gone overseas, family issues or something I honestly don't remember but she's been gone for years and just got back and-’

‘And she's been gone long enough she had no idea.’

‘Exactly! I was coming back from my publishers when she just bloody well threw herself into my arms and started kissing me. I mean do you all really not know me better than that? I've answered enough of your questions, I need to see Mitsuki.’

‘Let him go Napoleon but Arthur, you best be telling the truth, for your own sake if not for hers.’

Comte recalled that the whole mansion was tense that night and they all took turns keeping an ear out for any hint of trouble from a respectable distance. After a few hours Leonardo had come down smirking and declaring that ‘any screaming now wouldn't be from anger’. It had only been about eight months prior and the emotions that just the memory of that incident brought forward caused Comte to smash his glass on the top rail littering it with glass.

She's too good and pure for him. Forgiving him after hurting her like that even if it was unintentional, and now be giving him a child after it all.

Comte sighed and looked down at the broken glass.

Well now, that wasn't very mature of me. I should be happy that she forgave him and they're able to continue to be so happy…

Comte lifted the whiskey bottle to his lips, drinking back the last of its contents. He looked up into the night sky smiling as his thoughts returned to the afternoon.

‘Don't you think that this is all a bit much?’

‘Whatever do you mean?'

‘I mean you've bought multiple things from every store we've been in today! I didn't need those new dresses and on top of that you're also spoiling this baby before it even gets here!’

‘Nonsense Cherie, I could never dote on you or the child enough to ever come close to spoiling either of you. You deserve all of it and more.’

‘Really I-'

Suddenly they had both heard soft laughter from nearby. When Comte turned around there was an older woman standing there smiling fondly at them.

‘Just let him do as he pleases dearie, if your husband's anything like mine was nothing you say will deter him.’

‘Oh but he’s-’

‘Listen to her words of wisdom ma Cherie, plus have you ever been able to convince me before?’

‘Well no…’

‘If it makes you feel better dear , think of it as payment for the hard work soon to come.’

‘Who are you bothering now?’

The older woman clicked her tongue and rolled her eyes.

‘I’m not bothering anyone, I was just telling the young dear here to accept as many gifts as her husband desired to provide her and their child with.’

The old gentleman who had approached quickly cast an appraising look over Mitsuki then Comte noticed his lips turning up into a faint yet fond smile.

‘A word of advice son, pace yourself unless you don't mind spending all your wealth spoiling them.’

‘See he agrees with me, you're spoiling them already.’

‘I still say you should let him.’

‘Hahaha of course you would, come my dear leave the young couple to enjoy themselves.’

‘If you insist, oh but wait! Congratulations to you both.’

‘Comte, why didn't you correct them?’

‘Hmmm? Is the thought of being married to me that horrible?’

‘No, of course not! I didn't mean-’

‘Haha it’s alright cherie, honestly they just seemed happy and besides it didn't cause any harm’

‘I suppose not.’

It was nice to dream if only for a brief moment. If I hadn't dismissed my feelings, not been afraid to lose what we did have then maybe…

“Comte?”

The sudden voice startled Comte and he turned towards the door.

“Cherie, what are you doing up so late?”

“Sleeping is becoming incredibly difficult lately and this heat isn't helping. What about you, could you not sleep?”

I wish it were that simple.

“Something like that, come let me take you back inside.”

“No, I'd prefer to stay out here. The breeze is really cool and-”

“Cherie don't-”

“Ouch!”

Comtes warning came too late as Mitsuki placed her hand on top of the shards of broken glass. Blood began to trickle down her palm and fingers momentarily freezing him to the spot.

“I'm so sorry, Comte! I should have been more careful.”

Comte said nothing, his gaze fixed on the trails of blood while the rest of him desperately fought the intense burning in his throat.

“I should go and get-”

“No!”

“Comte?”

Comte closed the small distance between them staring down at Mitsukis bloodied hand for a moment before lifting it upwards.

Maybe it wouldn't have to be a dream.

Comte lifted Mitsukis hand higher to his lips and lapped at her blood before sinking his fangs into her soft flesh. The taste of her blood on his tongue as it passed over it and down his throat was heavenly and sweet. He felt her knees begin to give and wrapped an arm tightly around her waist as he-

“Comte!?”

Comte shook his head slightly as he was pulled back to reality, he held Mitsukis hand dangerously close to his lips. She was looking at him with wide eyes filled with fear and confusion.

I just need another minute... to compose myself.

Comte took his free hand and removed a shared of glass from Mitsukis palm before removing a handkerchief and pressing it into her slightly trembling fingers.

“There doesn't appear to be any more glass in the wound.”

“Thank you for checking.”

Comte could tell Mitsuki was relaxing again and so he released her hand and started walking towards the door.

“Wait here cherie. I'll go and fetch a first aid kit and send Arthur or Sebastian out with it. We wouldn't want you to wander into any of the other residents like that.”

“Alright.”

Comte left the balcony without another word or a backward glance. His throat was burning out of control and his mind was racing.

That was too close, how could I have scared her like that! She looked so frightened and-

“Luv? Oh Comte, sorry old chap I thought I smelled-”

Comte looked down at his hand and noticed he had traces of Mitsukis blood on him.

“She's fine Arthur, just a bad cut. I was actually on my way to get a first aid kit then find you or Sebastian.”

“Where is she?”

“On the balcony.”

Comte watched Arthur head off down the hallway towards the balcony for a moment then continued on to his own room where he locked the door behind him.

Arthur found Mitsuki standing on the balcony cradling her hand, one of Comtes handkerchiefs pressed against it.

“What happened luv?”

“Arthur! I just cut myself on some glass that's all.”

Arthur took in the scene before him and put together with what Mitsuki told him of her and Contes outing and the way he looked it made his eyebrows furrow.

“Are you sure you're alright?”

“Yes, Comte took the shard of glass out and then gave me his handkerchief.”

Arthur let go of a breath he wasn't aware he was holding as he inspected Mitsukis hand. Finding no shards he began to wrap her palm.

“Once the bleeding has mostly stopped I'll clean and wrap it properly for you. It shouldn't take long, now come here.”

Arthur pulled Mitsuki towards him, placing a kiss to the top of her belly before turning her away from him and wrapping his arms tightly around her. They stood there in silence for awhile when Mitsuki suddenly tilted her head upwards.

“Was Comte ok?”

“Why do you ask luv?”

“He seemed….hurt.”

Arthur sighed remembering the fevered look in Comtes eyes and glimpse of his fangs he had caught during their brief exchange.

“It's nothing that won't heal with time.”

“Are you sure?”

Arthur looked down at Mitsuki and saw the concern in her eyes. He wasn't sure at all but he couldn't bear to tell her that so he smiled and kissed the top of her nose.

“The old chap is stronger than he looks so don't worry about him, just focus on this right now.”

Arthur moved his hands to caress over Mitsukis belly and she laughed.

“Alright Arthur, I trust you.”

I really do hope his willpower holds out but regardless… I know we'll both do what we need to do to keep you safe.

[izelthewashbear]

Dancing on the razor wire (fragment)

I actually had a lot of fun writing this one, but it's not performing all that well on AO3 - I hope you guys still like it and will give it a read!

The big, stone plateau just past Entertainment mountain seemed even more barren and empty than usual. The only thing of note was a path leading between some of the bases, and remnants of an old campfire around where the players were brought into this world. When Scott arrived, he secretly hoped that Pearl either gave up or forgot about the arrangement and wasn't going to show up. He felt his stomach turn the moment he noticed her, standing on the opposite side of the area. She was already wearing her red hoodie of vengeance, despite only being on her yellow life. Two diamond sickles laid in her hands, like extensions of her own body. All this imagery brought Scott back, and immediately made him feel sick. He sneakily put his hand on the sabre's hilt.

"I thought you wanted to talk" he admitted, taking the first step towards her. 

"I do... But you brought a weapon, didn'tcha, Scotty?"

"So did you. We can both drop it, or we can both hold on to them. It's up to you."

"Y'know, I'd actually keep them close..." Pearl chuckled, also taking a few steps forward. "At least you don't have any TNT on you, as far as I can see..."

"Oh, so it really is about Double life, huh?" Scott sighed, nervously playing with his hair. "You're really still mad at me over it?"

"How could I not be? After you left me alone, after you teamed up with everyone else over me, after you k-" Pearl suddenly covered her eyes with her forearm, letting out a maniac cackle. "Actually, there is something I wanted to do here, Scotty."

"What? Kill me?" Scott took a step back, his whole body tensing at the prospect of a fight.

"What? No, of course not... Not straight up, at least" she smirked. Pearl attached the sickles to her belt. Then she took off her hood and started tying up her hair into a messy bun. "I want to set our record straight. I wanna see if I'd actually win against you, if you didn't kill yourself like a coward."

"I'm not gonna fight you, Pearl" he exclaimed in a stern voice.

The woman looked up at him, grabbing her weapons again. She joined their hilts together and with a click, they connected and extended into a staff with two curved blades at the end. She looked completely sure about her idea. Scott huffed, tightly gripping Martyn's sabre. It looked like there was no way to avoid confrontation at this point.

Suddenly, Pearl lunged forward, swinging her staff. Scott took a startled step back, tripping over the rocks and falling to the ground. The woman chuckled, a hint of red glistening in her eyes.

"C'mon, Scotty! Make me feel like I earned my win!"

[writingkeepsmewhole]

Party Games

This is part 6 for The Bet. I hope you like it. I had away to much fun writing this.

Draco Malfoy X Reader 

Fic Summery: Draco bets reader she can’t make him fall for her.

Part Summery: At the party Reader and Draco have a conversation.

Warnings: Maybe a word or something not for sure.

Let me know if you want to be tagged in something.

Part 1 Part 5

“This was your best couples pose?” Draco says from behind me.

We weren't touching except for his legs on either side of mine.

“They said your favorite is not the best and no it’s not my favorite either.” I say looking around the room.

Other couples were sitting and standing. Everyone was talking, music playing overhead so you could only hear whoever was closest to you. Everyone cuddled up or hugged. All in different poses you would share with your crush.

“I feel sorry for whoever hates PDA.” I say more to myself than anyone.

“Do you?” Draco asks from behind me.

“No. I mean I wouldn’t go too far in front of everyone but hugging, kissing sure.” I say shrugging. Then mentally slapping myself for just letting that slip out.

I was getting more and more relaxed the more I was around him. Maybe it was the shot I took. Yeah that was it.

“So what’s your favorite position?”

“Excuse me?” I ask turning to face him.

“I meant a couple poses or whatever.” He says, rolling his eyes.

“Sure you did. You just want to know how to get me off.” I say, swearing I make him blush.

Him clearing his throat.

“Just answer the bloody question.”

“Depends. I guess.” I say facing back forward. Arching my back from leaning forward so much trying not to touch him more than I had to.

“You can relax, you know. I won’t bite.”

“All snakes bite.” I say more to myself than him. A warning I told myself when I first met him.

“Only if you ask me to.” He says, making me chuckle.

“What’s with you tonight?” I ask looking over my shoulder.

“Must be the drink. I just say whatever pops into my head.”

“That sounds about right.” I say, agreeing with him. Noticing it a few times already.

“So you want to bite me huh?” I ask, that thought proving my point when it comes out my mouth.

“It’s…kinda…” He says fighting back words.

“One of your things. Of course it is. So you're embarrassed by it or your girlfriend doesn't like it.”

“Pansy doesn't like it.”

“Some girls don’t like pain.” I say, shrugging. Not shocked by that news but I didn’t see her drawing a hard line at biting. Who knows.

“You do?” He asks, a glint of something in his eyes.

“Like pain? No. But biting is different.” I say, shrugging, taking a mentally note to stop doing that.

Sighing I take a deep breath and let myself relax, leaning back I lay on his chest trying not to think about how I slotted into place like a puzzle piece.

“Is this okay?”

“Yeah. Why are you always worrying about what’s okay? Or if I'm okay.”

“I don’t worry about whether you're okay. But consent is important to me. You have the right to say no just like anyone else.” I say, trying not to look at him.

“You’re so weird.” He says softly.

I nod agreeing with him.

“So do you think we will really have to be like this for an hour?”

“Most likely the twins like playing with people.”

“What other tasks do you think they have?”

“I’m guessing playful stuff like this. Everyone is having a good time but us.” I say, watching people all at ease. None of them seem to be having heavy conversations.

“You're not having a good time?”

“I kinda wanna take a nap to be honest. I didn’t sleep much last night.”

“Why?” He asks, sounding like he cared.

“I just have a lot going on. School is kinda kicking my butt this year.” I say chewing my lip to make me stop talking.

“Snape seems pretty rough on you this year.” He says, his breath brushing my neck.

I don’t say anything back. My head starts to hurt as it tries to get my thoughts out.

“How's your arm?” I ask him no longer in a sling.

“You mean the one that bloody bird broke.”

“You deserved you. But yes that one.”

“It’s fine. I can play quidditch this weekend.”

I nod not really listening to him. I could feel eyes on me, them burning a hole in me as I turned and I saw Pansy glaring at me. Her partner's arm wrapped around her shoulders as they stood next to a table of snacks.

“Are you listening to me?” Draco asks, I shake my head.

“No. Pansy is trying to kill me with her gaze.” I say looking over at her.

I feel him chuckle under me, his arms moving to lazily wrap around my middle and settle on my stomach.

“What are you doing?”

“Helping you win the bet.” He says, making me remember that cursed agreement.

“Oh right. That.” I say trying not to think about the few weeks ago when I kissed him. When for a second I let myself pretend that me and him could happen.

It took all of the next day to hear him complaining about something to wake me up once again.

“Why do you want me to win?” I ask remembering what he said a few weeks ago but I wrote that off as him trying to get something out of me.

Right now he couldn’t lie it seemed, none of us could.

“I don’t know…” He says, balling his fists up, him fighting his mind not to answer.

“You don’t have to tell me. Just wanted to know the real reason.”

He nods but doesn't say a word.

“Do you want to win?” He asks, flipping it back on me.

“Yes.” I say biting my tongue as it slips out before I can stop it.

“Why?”

Sighing I find myself absentmindedly playing with his slytherin ring without realizing I'm doing it as my mind thinks about my answer.

“I want to get back at Pansy and I think you are better off without her.” I say, surprised when he takes the ring off and drops it into my hand. My fingers twirling it around like I’ve played with it a thousand times. 

“Who I’m I better off with?” He whispers his breath brushing my ear.

“Anyone but her. I think she makes you meaner than you want to be.” I say, putting his ring back on his finger as I watch the twins walk towards us.

“Well you too look cozy.”

“That’s kind of the plan right?” I ask looking up at them.

“Yeah, we thought we would let you pick the next game.”

“Why me? Don’t you two have this whole night planned. What is this anyway? Some weird fetish or are you just crazy?” I say earning a laugh.

“We wanted everyone to stop looking in the obvious places for love.” They say grinning, making me glare at them.

“That’s a load of crap but anyways yeah sure I’ll pick. I pick whatever gets me out of my head the fastest.”

“We were hoping you would say that.” They say at the same time grinning making my stomach drop.

‘What did I do?’ I think as they get up onto the take getting everyone's attention once more.

[ophernelia]

With the new expansion pack releasing next month, do you like it? What's your thoughts and opinions of it?

From what I've seen it looks fun! I'm really excited to see the community get their hands on it and play with it. I hope it works well right out the box. I hope the update doesn't break anything and that modders have an easy time working with it. Most of my excitement for it comes from knowing everyone else will enjoy it. I also do really like how mature the pack is. The Sims needed that grown and sexy aspect. They cater a lot to the family friendly side, which is fine because it's good for marketing, but adult players needed a little extra attention to. I think it's tastefully done with how silly and cartoony it is too, so it's nothing to jarring for the franchise.

For me personally, I don't really play the game, (I don't use any of the gameplay features. I only build and use CAS to make my series) so it doesn't have much of an intrigue aside from the world and the build items. I'm looking forward to seeing more of that. I love that the world is Mexico inspired. I love the little glimpse of the cityscape we got. I also love how big it is. I think someone said it has about 11 lots or so. GOOD. The more lots the better. So far, it looks good. I, of course, wanna see more of it to form a better opinion. I want to see how it performs when it releases. The Sims hasn't had a really good and functioning pack in a minute, so I hope this one is it.

[arenabreadandbiscuits]

Lucifer x Willow (OC) - Meetings Greetings

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Commission made by! @hanaotaku95

Thank you for commissioning pookie bear and I look forward to hearing from you again!

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Word Count: 2,143

2k word Commission

Ship 🫶🏾✨: Willow x Lucifer

Thank you for purchasing and deciding to work with me! I had a lot of fun working on this for you and if the idea to work in the future ever comes to your mind then I'd love to keep in touch.

~ A ùwó

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When he had gone to Stolas he had been rather excited for his chances, the possibilities. Lucifer, the great big man himself, was a rather lonely soul and so not only had he started to put more time in learning more about his citizens, he had come to find a group that really interested him. IMP, the ‘immediate murder professionals’ as he's come to learn.

He had grown rather fond of their ad, played it two thousand, five hundred fifty four times actually if he remembered correctly and after some time he's finally come to actually visit.

When the door opens and he grins the look on Loona 's face actually managed to go from its usual nonchalant gaze to one of pure shock and reasonably so… she froze immediately upon being greeted.

“Um! Oh!” Lucifer says looking over the hellhound, putting on a charming smile, even taking the time to dust off his shoulders and make sure his hat wasn't crooked before reaching a palm out to the hellhound as if to shake her hand.

“I saw your companies ad on TV and well to say the least I'm curious! Interested if you will.” He starts off and Loona actually feels her mouth fall open just as Willow trails in with Moxie and Millie in tow.

That chatted about a few things as they usually did whether it be something as simple as the weather outside to their more deeper friendship things. The three were rather close and in particular at that very moment Willows voice seemed to stand out the most, making Lucifer himself perk before tilting his head and looking aside from Loona to see just who he was hearing and then his eyes land on her.

“No no, I'm just saying you all should be more careful. Last time you saw how Blitz almost blew up the fucking microwave… and his head with it.” she seems to ramble only to pause and look over to Loona. They had heard when he originally knocked and were just now coming to see their guest. Curiosity fills the air because they get visitors here and there but Loona suspiciously seemed to resemble a… living statue at the moment even though her back was currently to the three.

The imps come around her, Millie huffing softly at first and Moxie lifting a brow and then all three froze much… like Loona had down so.

“Great holy fuck…” Willow manages to break the silence first and Lucifer's honestly grateful for it because to say the least he was starting to feel a bit awkward standing here as they gwaked at him. It happens often in situations and circumstances like this. He softly chuckles at the response, looking directly at her now, his crimson eyes connecting with her own as he raises a hand to give the group a wave.

“Unholy. Oh and I think your dog is broken?” He says, lifting a brow but there's a smile on his charming little face.

Everyone seems to blink for a moment only for Moxie and Millie to immediately drag Loona aside, practically rambling to her about never wanting to work on being more friendly and how rude and crazy it was for her to freeze up at such a time and not shake the Devil's hand and Loona takes it like a champ because even she can't not hate herself for never caring more about her own responsibilities and timing. Her ears lowered as she lets them fill her ears with the words she deserves to her and it's quite literally like two parents grounding a reckless teen or caretakers ranting about their patient's behavior.

Its needed and it's not that Willow disagrees with their way of ‘parenting’ but she wishes she wasn't practically shitting herself right now as she now stands alone with Lucifer now.

What else is she to do but gather her millions of thoughts and give him a wide smile as a light ball of sweat seems to run down her neck.

“I… apologize for the wait sir. Please, please come in. Take a rest if you want, thirsty? Hungry? I can assist you right now with any of your wants and needs.” She offers and it's only because of who he is. Willow would be a liar if she said she wasn't just a bit hopeful in growing closer to him because how often does the Lucifer show directly up to anyone's doorstep? Hell, usually she'd even try standing up for Loona but she definitely deserves the punishments she'll get for slipping like this.

Lucifer seems to shake off any awkwardness he felt from his interaction with Loona and reaches his hand out now to Willow, that charming smile coming back to his lips but it's just a bit bigger now as she looks down at her and maybe he is growing a sweet spot for these little imps and maybe… just maybe it's because they have to literally look up at him for a change.

He gives her a moment and Willow eyes widens a little when she realizes he's serious and eagerly, she takes his hand with both of her own even, holding and shaking his palm as her tail seemed to flicker back and forth fondly as if it couldn't control itself. She couldn't believe it, she was actually getting to touch him, to shake hands with Lucifer himself and she could feel herself having to contain her excitement.

He's warm though it's expected and his palm is noticeably a bit bigger than her own, and she can feel the amount of power he has and holds. It's like a euphoria of emotions having this moment with him and Willow dreads the idea of ever having to wash her hands again and fuck it, maybe she won't.

“I-It's lovely to be in your presence sir. I'm really sorry for Loona, I'm sure she was just nervous. She tends to do that when she is.” She quickly explains and Lucifer chuckles.

“It's quite alright, I see not everyone has that issue.” He hums and it seems as though he's already rather fond of her. Lucifer knew he had just gotten to this place but this imp in particular was growing on him rather quickly. He can see the way her eyes light up and sparkle and he finds it pretty cute how that tail of hers is moving as it sways and flickers behind her and it just reminds him exactly of why he loved the sinners who had them. He gives her hand a squeeze before pulling it carefully from her and of course she lets him as his skin seems to glide against her own.

Willow takes a deep breath, breathing in deeply through her nose and slowly out her mouth. Millie, Moxie and Loona have grown quiet and with a quick glance Willow can see that the three had disappeared from their previous location, most likely to gk look over the building to make sure everything is in tip top shape for the King of demons himself. Blitz was going to be pissed to know he's actively missing their first meeting with this man and they all knew it but for now duty called. That's what he got for always running of fo do whatever fuck shit he tended to usually do.

Willow steps aside, waving an arm out and smiles up at him and Lucifer returns the gaze before stepping into the building. He lets his eyes trail over everything and to be fair it's rather decent, much like that little hotel Charlie was running even though renovations could definitely be arranged. It's clean enough, and there's a few pieces of art here and there and to be far Lucifer could probably even admit it was a bit homey. He perks a little as the sound of a soft click fills the air as Willow closes the door and then she stands with him with a smile and it's small… even a little cute to Lucifer.

“I can… show you around sir. It's still a work in progress however.” She starts to explain to him and Lucifer gives a carefree shrug. Truth is that he was enjoying even just this moment between him and her even with how small it seemed.

With his title he should be more accustomed to great and grand things but he's the Devil. He sees it all… the time and sometimes he tends to find joy in the smaller things, the little things that were easy to forget or look over.

“We have our headquarters and our offices but of course we also have the kitchen, the conference room and things like the washroom.” She continues to speak as she stands beside him now and she's so much closer than she had ever dreamed of being with him. Never once had she thought she'd get to meet him of all people and yet here he was.

Lucifer brightens like a kid in a candy store as she speaks and looks around before landing his gaze back on her. He wanted to see everything and Willow chuckles because with that look on his face she knows he does and so she starts off as she usually would, going down the list basically as she begins her tour.

She goes to the kitchen, showing him the fridge and he happily looks in it, even accepting a snack she offers him. They then trail off the the conference room where she talks to him about their countless missions jobs and he listens adamantly, always a fan of such things. After the conference room they walk the halls together, his heels clicking softly with each step and Willow seems to be in her element as she explains this place and Lucifer can't help the way he seems to… admire her.

She looks pretty when she's talking like this, she seems so confident and reliable and Lucifer can only wonder how she is when she's actually working… can only wonder how she looks when she's in the zone, when she's out murdering and killing when her job asked her to and he had to admit that he'd love to see it for himself. Would love to be able to see her wild side as much as he sees her calm and chilled side.

By the end of the tour Lucifer wishes he had his own tail to wag because this place was surprisingly better than even he imagined and so was she! He's never had such a tour that exactly invested him and he even wonders if it's not the place but if it's her.

He, enjoys her voice, enjoys listening to her talk and ramble about these things and of course he was listening! Of course he was yeah but he had moment where's he just seemed to… zone out, listening to her but doing made him feel like her was swimming on clouds. They should make a why for people to record themselves talking softly and sweetly because he would actually listen for hours if he could and even if he didn't exactly retain any information he was just fine sitting here, there, with her as she spoke to him.

By the end of the tour she smiles at him, looking up at him with a cheeky little grin.

“So?” She says and he looks at her with a smile like a silly dog of some sort who was just happy to be around.

“So…what?” He says a moment after and when Willow lifts a response at his response it suddenly clicks that she's talking about her presentation and Lucifer lets out a laugh.

“Oh! Right, right! No of course that's what you meant haha!” He says and maybe he's a little… flustered? He knows what he is but his heart seems to be racing a little.

He swings his arms out as if offering a hug, his cane standing with magic for a moment by itself.

“I… I love it, yeah! This place is fucking amazing and oh might I say you did an amazing job showing it off?” He chuckles with a close eyed grin and she perks, looking as bright at a million stars in the night sky at hearing that he of all people loved this shabby little place because of her. And Willow can't help the way a flush rushes to her cheeks. How could she possibly show her appreciation to him enough? She isn't exactly sure but for now she smiles brightly, a smile that seems to light and warm up the whole room.

“I'm glad to hear that sir. Please enjoy your stay for as long as you may wish or need to.” She says now with a polite little bow.

She truly… loved her job.

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[montywithchildhoodtrauma]

Incorrect quotes because... Good Eclipse and everyone else needs therapy.

Lunar: Here you go, Moon, a nice hot cup of coffee! Moon: It's cold. Lunar: A nice cup of coffee. Moon: It's horrible! Lunar: Cup of coffee. Moon: I'm not sure if this even IS coffee. Lunar: C U P.

Bloodmoon: Why are you smiling? Rays: What? I can’t just be happy? Moon: Eclipse tripped and fell in the parking lot. Bloodmoon: *snorts*

Jigsaw: I don't know, it's not my cup of tea. Lunar: Well then whose is it? Jigsaw, staring at a cup of tea: I don't know!

Jigsaw: If we were in prison you guys would be like my bitches. Bloodmoon: ...

Eclipse: I have no respect for Santa. Don’t sneak in through the chimney and undermine my authority by bringing my family presents. Walk in through the front door and fight me like a man.

Rays: You know, I used to play back in my gory days. Sun: You mean glory days? Rays: Ah, that too.

Earth: You have an impressive pain tolerance. Rays: Thanks, it's the trauma.

Moon: Lunar, Rays, I love y’all and all, but can I ask what in the hell are you doing? Lunar, trying to stabilize a tower of folding chairs that Rays is sitting atop: Oh nothing much. Rays: I love you too :)

Moon: You disgust me. Jigsaw: eating a kitkat sideways I realize this and don’t care.

Eclipse: Okay, help me, please! Bloodmoon: Got two words for you. Eclipse: I bet they won't be helpful. Bloodmoon: Your problem. Eclipse: I was right.

Monty: Why are Moon and Earth sitting with their backs to each other? Lunar: They had a fight. Monty: Then why are they holding hands? Lunar: They get sad when they fight.

Moon: WHO THE FUCK- KC: Whoa, language! Moon: I speak fucking English! KC: …

Lunar: I found a note in one of my old word .docs that said Note to self: Get revenge on Rays. Lunar: Except I couldn't remember what I was supposed to get revenge for. Lunar: But I trusted my own judgment, so I went with it. Rays: Hmm… I don't know what you were supposed to get revenge for, either. Lunar: I can only assume you got what was coming to you. Not 100 percent sure, though. Rays: Well, whatever I did, I guess I deserved it. Lunar: Let that possibly be a lesson to you.

Jigsaw: finds half a watermelon at Whole Foods Jigsaw, holding it up for everyone to see: LIES!

Old Moon: We are gathered here today because someone- glares at Monty’s coffin -couldn’t stay alive! Monty: muffled FUCK YOU, LET ME OUT!

Sun: So, Moon and KC. Sun: According to this, you two are being accused of: Armed Robbery, Vandalism, Drug Abuse, Grand Theft Auto… Old Moon: We had a bad day. Sun: And… MURDER?! KC: It was a pretty bad day…

Earth: You believe me? Monty: Earth, you’re the last good person on this planet (and Lunar). I‘d believe cartoon birds braided your hair this morning.

Lunar: I will send my army to attack! Lunar: releases a dumpster of raccoons

Rays, singing (lost a bet): I don’t want a lot for Christmas, there is just one thing I need— Moon: A better family. Monty: A better therapist. KC: Mental stability. Lunar: clueless Bagels?

Rays: The shadow realm? No, I’m sending you to Gator Golf!

Earth: Look, Lunar, it's the third time this week you had a mental breakdown and its Monday.

KC: You really put aside everything and came all this way for me? How did you even get here so fast? Rays: Several traffic violations. Sun: Three counts of resisting arrest. Earth: Roughly thirteen cans of energy drinks. Moon: Also, that’s not our car.

Sun: Eclipse, I sense hostility. Eclipse: Good, because I hate you.

Eclipse: Be careful, I thrive on negative attention.

Moon and Sun are in a car teetering on the edge of a cliff Moon: oh my god, Sun, backwards! Sun: Really, Moon? I thought I might go forwards into the river, I thought that would be a fun thing to do.

Lunar: Why would you do that? Monty: Because I feel guilty. Moon: Guilt is a trick emotion. It’s put there by your parents to stop you from doing things that feel good.

Monty: Why do you act like we’re three year olds? Moon, exasperated: WHY?!? Moon points at Rays: YOU TRIED TO HYJACK A CAR! Moon points at Lunar: YOU NEARLY JUMPED 20 FEET OFF A CARPARK! Moon points at Monty: AND YOU ATE MULTIPLE DRIED LEAVES AND ROCKS OFF THE GROUND! Moon: AND YOU ASK ME WHY????

Monty, trying to comfort Rays: What's the problem? Anxiety? Low self-esteem? Obsessive thoughts of random arson? I've been there. Rays: I- what?

Rays: If the thought of something makes any of you giggle for longer than 15 seconds, you are to assume you’re not allowed to do it. -to his Moon, probably.

Sun: We got a free day now. What do you wanna do? Eat? Sleep? Nap? Snack?

Rays: That sounds like a terrible plan. Moon: Oh, we've had worse.

[itsmistyeyedbi]

I suck at live blogging or doing anything akin to that. So here are a bunch of thoughts I've had (since most of them have been in tags):

I got to the Emerald Grove! The little interactions are so fun, having the time of my life using speak with animals. What's up with that one 'ox' though?

I finally got the hang of pickpocketing people! Alraeyn and Astarion are that bard + rogue duo so it really shouldn't have been kicking my ass the way it did at first💀

Took me forever to find Karlach, but it was worth it. Her and Wyll's dynamic is everything! That transformation scene irked me a lot more than I thought it would. It wasn't even my first time seeing it but still...

I didn't know Mizora literally yanks Wyll forward with an invisible chain, oh my god!? Calling him pet, the baby talk, the fucking leash!? EUGH. I hate her with every fibre of my being

Lae'zel's description of the process of turning into a mind flayer was so dramatic and visceral that I thought she was fucking with Alraeyn for a second😭

Karlach raging was a sight, but I did die laughing because everyone else in the party kept getting caught in the crossfire. It felt like I was playing tag for a second lmaooo

Although I have no interest in them, I can see the appeal in Dammon and Zevlor

Nettie was gonna kill us with what looks like a twig? I know its poisoned but still, what a way to go💀

I am still going to try pickpocket Auntie Ethel, even though it seems like I Simply Cannot

Scratch! My baby! He's at my camp now! But Shadowheart is speaking to him like he didn't just arrive.

In fact, a good chunk of the banter I've heard concerns stuff that hasn't happened yet/the crew doesn't know about💀

Kagha and that snake!? How are you threatening a child with a snake!? Sies!

I'm enjoying the combat a lot more than I thought I would, especially watching the spellcasting. Just looks amazing.

[korgbelmont]

Choices Insiders October 2024

Bit later this month, but here we go again.

So for the survey, this was what I put; Stacy Green, she was the first character I romanced in any Choices book as It Lives In The Woods was the first Choices book I played. Shreya from Elementalists, she is such a fun character! The definitely Gabriela from Immortal Desires, absolutely love how she is written. Katy from Nightbound, again, such an amazing character. Nia, Imtura, and Valax in Blades, can't choose between them!

I am interested to see what Bitten will be like with new interpretations of Vamps and Werewolves. Hidden Grove is an interesting name for the setting. Do like the idea of the whole corner of the eye shadow.

This is clearly going to be covering the death of MCs father and finally uncovering the truth of it. Interested to see how it will all play out and by the sounds of it, there is more to it than seems on the surface.

I remember when the proper holiday books released and everyone was speculating about what else could get a holiday book. I remember Mother of the Year being one mentioned a lot. But whilst a supernatural book releasing this month is fitting. This is not what people mean by holiday books, Pixelberry.

This is releasing sooner than I thought. I fully expected it to be mid to late 2025. Curious as to what the plot will be. It's safe to say that Markus' brother will be a main villain.

I'll cover Inheritance and Years Apart nearer the end.

Looks like they're doing another version of Hot Couture. I have to admit, I never played it as it was one that never took my interest personally.

I have to admit, I'm not that fussed about Plus One, I don't think it's one I'll be looking at, but I hope those that are looking forward to it do enjoy it!

Blades 3 on the other hand, I am looking forward to. I was surprised that this got a third book as I always had a feeling that it would be a duology, but I shan't complain about a bit more.

Interesting. These sound like they might be just smaller 3-4 chapter books perhaps like the holiday specials. Only one way to find out!

Inheritance sounds like it could have some potential with a mystery element, but I guess we'll know more next month.

It sounds like Years Apart is potentially going to be genderlocked with a genderlocked Love Interest, unless it's a typo. But again, guess we'll learn more next month.

That's it on this one

Happy Halloween!