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[duskythesomething]

very frustrating that there is a snake I want, I have a nice sized tank I can set up for it, I have had this snake saved for a month now and his price just dropped, and yet I still need to wait.

rambles in tags

[technoxenoholic]

i am actually considering buying cheap paper envelopes in bulk to store my custom patterns in

mostly because it would be a giant pain in the ass to actually make envelopes out of the plain paper i already have. gluing the flaps by hand in a tidy way without gluing the whole inside together just seems like a nightmare

(and also i'm absolutely not paying the inflated non-bulk prices for paper envelopes are you serious)

[vicquemares]

I need to move out of this house [eye twitches]

[gaykarstaagforever]

YouTube has this thing now called YouTube Playables (great name as usual, guys; it's not a children's snack pack), that are basically in-app "Flash games"-style things that are just enough game to keep you watching ads.

The ones of these that aren't direct ripoffs of owned IP (very specifically Zuma) are barebones exercises in that bog-standard FTP addictive mobile gaming loop we all know and hate but also LOVE, minus the in-app purchases (for the time being). Like, shallow systems that are fun for exactly 30 minutes, then get stupidly hard so you'll pay to win, though you can't do that yet, so...kind of pointless.

...I still spent FOUR HOURS playing these, because they tapped into my primitive lizard brain's desire to try and master an utterly meaningless task and then feel undooly smug about it.

I didn't get any ads, because I'm a stooge that pays real money to Google every month for this, because once you go adless, you CANNOT go back. Which kind of negates the whole point of these, as addictive time-wasters that keep you glued to the platform and its commercials? But I already pay for YouTube and STILL got caught in these, so I suppose everything is going according to YouTube's plan either way, and I need meaningful human relationships.

But THAT isn't going to happen any time soon! So let me waste another evening on these by reviewing some crap garbage games for idiots that no one cares about, on Tumblr dot com!

1. Totemia: Cursed Marbles

It's Zuma. That's it. With a couple minor tweaks that make it harder and more annoying.

Just license Zuma, YouTube. I think you can afford the, what, $25 that would cost atm?

2. Sword Play

An on-rails sword slashing game (you don't control the movement, just the slashing), and you kill plastic doll guys before they kill you.

At some point they get projectiles that move really fast, that you can only destroy via specific directional QTEs that don't register properly half the time, because this is all relative finger smearing across the screen.

It was fun before that. The guys fall apart specific to how you slash them. That's something.

3. Dessert DIY

This one sucks. You're just picking from very limited options, then doing specific motions to trigger animations that create desserts that don't even look much like the promo art. People request different things, but early game all they ask for is "whatever you want to make" and "do one out of poop with bugs on it to make someone I hate throw up."

And then there's an animation of someone accepting what is obviously poop with bugs on it from their sworn enemy, they eat it anyway, then vomit.

The only fun part about this is the shameless inclusion of NPCs that look like celebrities, specifically Billie Eilish, Kanye West, and Donald Trump.

If you want to make a poop ice cream cone with bugs on it and feed it to Trump until he vomits all over his desk, this is the game for you. Otherwise, this is meh even for one of these meh games.

4. Bowmasters

Dueling Angry Birds, but you have no control of the camera and it focuses on you so you have to trial-and-error the degree of angle and throwing force to figure out how to hit and kill your opponent before they hit and kill you.

There are many colorful pop culture-inspired combatants to unlock, with a huge variety of projectiles of different weights, sizes, and behaviors. This is the most "very nearly a real, good game" one of these.

...Except that the level progression forces you to do Bonus Rounds, and one of those is "knock fruit off the head of an opponent without hitting them, and you have to do this like 5 times in a row, and we move you further away from them another 30 yards every round, and you have to use a wildly different unique projectile every round, and you get 3 chances, and that includes if you miss entirely."

It is basically impossible to do this, because your ever-changing location makes calculating arcs and force, with the ever-changing projectiles, impossible, in this limited amount of attempts. It turns into grinding it out until RNG randomly makes you win.

Which is a shame, because otherwise, this is fun. But you WILL get stuck on a stupid fruit round and stop playing this.

5. Mob Control

You have a cannon that launches blue guys. The NPC opponent does red. You both are trying to bumrush the other's base, taking advantage of buttons and switches and bonus gates that speed you up or slow you down and multiply your number of guys. Guys annihilate each-other when they run into each-other, so you need to overwhelm Red before they overwhelm you.

It's fun until it gets so fast that it becomes a chore to manage where precisely to launch guys specifically to annihilate other guys.

6. Merge Master

This goddamn game. This was 3.5 hours of my 4 hour playtime.

You have a grid board, with you at the bottom and an opponent at the top. You both have an army of warriors and dinosaurs, and a team HP bar. You click go, the warriors fire projectiles and the dinosaurs melee the nearest enemy, and last man standing wins.

Before each round, you can arrange the placement of your army, and use money you won from the last rounds to buy more warriors and dinosaurs. But the kicker is, you can combine like warriors and dinosaurs to make more powerful units, which you keep at the end of every round. They don't gain XP or anything, but as you make more money, you can buy more 1st-level units (that's all you can buy), and gradually combine them and then combine the combinations, and on and on and on, making incredibly powerful new units. And you need a mix of low-level and high-level units to have enough melee dinosaurs and projectile-throwers to overwhelm high-level enemy units, or draw fire away from your own, against the ever-changing enemy army each round.

It's a process of slowly adding more units and combining them to make stronger and stronger units, and as many of them as you can get, accounting for the limited board space. Also the price of units rises exponentially each round, so you may have 1 trillion gold, but at this point a new 1st-level dinosaur costs 245 billion.

I couldn't stop with this. It just got me. I wanted to see new exciting high-level warriors and dinosaurs, and see how fast I could take the other army down. There's more than zero strategy at work here, and battles can vary substantially from round to round, depending on what mix of units the enemy brings to the board.

It's still a rudimentary Flash-esque game, and very much akin to those shitty mobile boss rush games that raid our shadow legends. But it's not PTW yet, and the graphics are a charming and distorted replica of early 2000s 3D games, like Age of Mythology or GTA 3. It felt like something, for awhile.

It isn't, and I wasted valuable battery charge on this stupid shit. But I was having fun. And sometimes, that's enough.

...And posting about it here. It's something to talk about that isn't the world eating itself.

And we all need that sometimes.

[jjkbambi]

boy next door luigi mangione x reader (18+)

summary!!! (((smut)))) your roommate luigi wants to help you get over your breakup.

warnings: long fic so we’re starting off with fluff, smutty and rough, blowjob, head pushing and hair-pulling and choking on it bc y/n is #real, p in this v fr, Tie, jealous-ish?, (is in the kitchen public?), he’s very talkative, daddy and his good girl <333

^^ unedited and im a procrastinator

you still haven’t gotten luigi the secret santa gift. with the end of december closing in, all the other $25-and-under gifts sit neatly wrapped beside the tabletop tree. by friendsmas standards, you’re embarrassingly late.

but it was hard!!! he spent most of his time tucked away in his room, the door always cracked just enough to remind you he wasn’t entirely gone. you’d catch glimpses of him hunched over his desk, surrounded by books and papers scrawled with notes you couldn’t begin to understand. he never started conversations, only speaking up to correct you or drop some fact that left you feeling both impressed and annoyed.

it was so desperate you tried the campus bookstore, staring helplessly at the rows of penn merch to no avail. he already seemed to own everything—hoodies, mugs, even a pennant on his door. a gift card felt impersonal, but anything else felt like a gamble.

“good morning,” you hum, stepping into his room. luigi’s snaps his head up, standing shirtless by his closet, scrambling to pull on a sweater. for someone who barely left the house, the sight of his six-pack catches you completely off guard.

“what do you want?” he asks, voice gruff.

you lean against his wall. “do you prefer american or chinese food?”

he huffs out a laugh before leaning onto his blackwood desk. “what, are you taking me out on a date?”

“no, no, no, your secret santa asked me to ask you.” you lie. “they also asked if you wear a size medium or large.”

“don’t worry, i can’t make it to movie night,” he says casually. your lips immediately drop into a frown. it was the annual tradition in the house—a night where all five roommates came together to watch a terrible holiday movie and exchange department store gifts. he couldn’t miss it. “i’ve got a mandatory frat event,” he adds with a shrug. “apparently, it’s not optional this time. i’m surprised your boyfriend didn’t tell you about it.”

you feel yourself dull at the mention of him. “we’re on a break.”

luigi raises an eyebrow. “a break, huh? didn’t see that one coming.” his tone is neutral, but there’s a flicker of something underneath. “what made it happen?”

you shrug, avoiding the conversation.

luigi’s expression softens, his gaze shifting to something a little more concerned. he takes a small step closer, his voice quieter now. “you okay?”

“yeah,” you weren’t, and it was overtly obvious. luigi stands over you, his tall frame leaning closer, his warmth wrapping around you like a quiet embrace. “i thought i heard you say you were done with all that fraternity nonsense,” you say, remembering the times he complained to your roommates about the tumultuous nights and endless responsibilities waiting for him at the phi kappa psi house. it’s strange to picture your boyfriend in that world now.

“you’re nosy,” he says.

“you specifically told my boyfriend it was a huge waste of money.”

“ex-boyfriend.”

“we’re on a break!” you emphasize, eyes narrowing. “plus, it sounds like you’re just trying to get out of secret santa.”

luigi leans in slightly, his voice lowering, teasing. “and it sounds like you’re getting me a gift card.”

you can’t help but laugh, the tension between you both shifting into something lighter, something that felt just a little too comfortable. “alright fine,” you say, accepting defeat. “secret’s out. what is it you want?”

he pauses, studying you for a moment, the faintest smirk curling at his lips. “what do i want?” he murmurs, his voice low, as if weighing the question. hesteps a bit closer, just enough to make the space between you feel charged. “i don’t know, what are you willing to give me?”

you flush under his gaze, unsure of what to make of this moment. you have a boyfriend—yet you’re ninety percent sure luigi is flirting with you, and about a hundred percent sure you’re liking it.

the warmth in your chest is both unsettling and familiar, a confusing mix of guilt and something else you can’t quite place. you try to shake it off, but the way he looks at you lingers in your thoughts, pulling at you in ways you didn’t expect.

he seems entertained by your befuddlement, his eyes lingering on yours in a way that makes you second-guess yourself. he looks away, breaking the moment with a soft chuckle, then turns to leave.

“i’ll see you,” he says, but it’s not casual. it’s something else, something that makes you wonder if he’s looking forward to seeing you again as much as you are him.

you bring yourself back to reality, forcing your mind to settle. you can’t flirt with him. it would upset the house dynamic, intrude on your peaceful living space—you cannot let that happen. you shouldn’t. you were on a break from your boyfriend, a small pause in something that still felt important. and soon enough, you’d be back together, just like you always were.

as much as his presence lingers in your thoughts, you remind yourself of the needed boundaries, the reasons why things can’t get blurred.

still, as you continue baking cookies, dodging glitter explosions, and downing soju bottles, his absence nags at you, a quiet reminder that you’re trying not to want something that might never be.

“you’re still awake.” luigi’s voice cuts through the quiet kitchen, startling you so much that you nearly drop the piece of ribbon you’re holding. you whirl around, clutching your chest, only to find him much closer than you’d expected—close enough that you have to tilt your head up to meet his gaze.

“sorry, didn’t mean to scare you.” he says as you try to shake off the way your pulse seems to have kicked off into overdrive. “you’re not tired?”

“not yet.” you shake your head. “the party didn’t exhaust you?”

“it did.” he says, exhaling. “figured i’d check if i’m eating american or chinese tomorrow before i hit the hay.”

you pretend like you’re offended. “i’d never get you something so thoughtless.”

you grab a gray glittery gift bag and toss it his way. his teasing falters for a second, a flicker of surprise crossing his face. “a tie?”

“yeah, you’re always dressed fancy, going fancy places…” you say, brushing the glitter off your hands, suddenly feeling self-conscious. was it the wrong choice? did fancypants mcgee only wear silk imported from asia? “you don’t like it?”

“no,” he says quickly, the corners of his mouth lifting into a faint smile. “it’s sweet.”

you glance at him, unsure what to say, and his smirk softens into something else, something warmer. he steps closer, the space between you narrowing just enough to make your breath catch.

“guess i’ll have to step up my game,” he says, his voice low, almost thoughtful. “didn’t realize you were paying attention.”

you blink, caught off guard, scrambling to come up with something, but before you can, he leans back, breaking the tension with a chuckle. “looks like you could use some help.”

“you don’t have to.”

“i want to,” he replies, tossing the ribbon into the trash before grabbing the broom from the corner. “besides, i can’t have you using this tie to guilt-trip me later.”

“it’s weird having you be so nice to me,” you blurt out the words before you can realize the reprussions. his dark brown eyes glance up at you, eyebrows pinched together.

the regret is immediate. “i just mean we’ve never really talked before.”

luigi looks at you, his expression shifting slightly. “was that my choice or yours?”

you blink, caught off guard. you’d always assumed it was mutual. “well, that’s not really the point,” you say, trying to brush it off. “we’re friends now, right?”

his dark eyes shift away from yours for a moment, but only to return with even more intensity, holding you in place, freezing you in the moment. your heart stutters in your chest. “i was never interested in being your friend.”

“oh.” the word feels hollow as it leaves your mouth, and you instantly feel your face go pale. you scramble for something to say, anything to make the moment feel less heavy, but the silence hangs between you, thick and unrelenting.

“that’s not what i meant—“

“it’s fine of course, you don’t have to—”

“no.”

he shakes his head and runs up to you, closing the moment of confusion with an abrupt force—his mouth is on yours, tongue slipping past your lips and sliding into you.

whether it was the warmth of the kiss, his big hands groping your body, or the fact that this was just all so irredeemably wrong—you didn’t know—but the rush you got from being with him left you dizzy and dazed and desperate.

luigi laughs into your kiss. “you’re so fuckin’ eager.”

you should be reasonable. you shouldn’t be doing this, this is a mistake. “sorry, i—”

“no, don’t be sorry,” he says, smiling into another sloppy kiss. it felt so tender, so loving, when he takes you into your arms. reason flies out the window. “i want you, too.”

“luigi,” you whimper into his lips, not recognizing the desperation in your voice.

“i’ll give it to you baby, don’t worry,” he hums.

your fingers rush to unbutton your top, half-way done before luigi realizes what you’re doing and he grabs you. “keep your clothes on. i don’t need you naked to make you cum.”

he’s so strong and forward and unlike anything you’ve ever had before. in one swift motion, he turns you over, pressed against the kitchen counter as he slides his warm hand down your silk shorts and cradles your tit with the other.

“you put these on for me, didn’t you?” he tugs your lace panties, pressing them against your hot cunt. your back arches at the sensation and you feel his cock hard underneath his jeans.

“luigi.” you whimper, barely breathing.

“admit it,” he says, in between licking and kissing and biting the nape of your neck, sure to leave marks. “you wore these for me, didn’t you? wanted me to take your mind off that fuckin’ asshole, hm? wanted me to take care of you?”

you swell underneath him, shaking. he grinds his straining cock against your plump ass as he works your pussy, groaning into your neck.

“oh, baby, is that too much for you already?” luigi’s breath is hot against your neck, hands busy rubbing your clit and pinching your delicate nipple.

you felt like you couldn’t breathe. the expression on luigi’s face is smug. “you haven’t even had my cock yet, look at you.”

he brings his wet fingers up to your lips, then shoves them into your mouth without permission. you can’t help but shudder underneath his wicked touch. “yeah.” he laughs. “squirm like that, slut.”

“lu,” you pant. “i want it.”

“no, not yet,” he says, rubbing his hard big cock against your clothed ass. “see how hard i am for you? see how worked up you got me?”

“yes,” you whimper, fingers still in your mouth.

“get on your knees,” luigi grunts. “show me how much you need it.”

you needed it more than anything. dropping down to your knees, you notice a spot on his jeans wet with precum. he’s straining for you. you try to get as much of your mouth on him as you can as soon as his bottoms are off, desperate to show him how good you are.

“you’re so pretty like this,” luigi murmurs as you try to fill your mouth with his entirety. seeing that you’re struggling, he puts his hand on the back of your head and guides you down onto it. “such a good girl.”

he rocks hip forward deep into your warmth, using your face. “choke on it.” he orders. and you do. your eyes tear up at the feeling of his length touching the back of your throat. “god, you’re so fuckin’ filthy.”

before you can breathe, luigi pulls himself out of your mouth and barks out another order, “put your hands up against the wall.”

you do as you’re told. your core aches like it misses his touch. pulling your shorts down, he groans at the sight of your wetness, driving his big cock inside of you.

“slipped in so easy with your spit all over me,” he whispers in your ear. god, he’s driving you fucking crazy. the pleasure is almost overwhelming as he leans down, forces your chin back to bring your lips together, a sloppy, loving kiss.

“i knew you were gonna be like this,” he purrs into you, sucking and biting.

“like what?”

“like a fuckin’ slut.” luigi grumbles. he grabs something off the counter, and you don’t know what’s happening until you feel the silk material fasten around your wrists. the tie.

“luigi.” you gasp.

“i’ve been waiting to get my fuckin’ hands on you.”

you shiver at the confession. “really?”

he groans as he watches your ass ripple against his hips—at how easy and soft and weak you were at his mercy. he melts at the sight of you, using your binded wrists to buck deeper into you. you moan and whimper and scream on the force—he’s so harsh, so mean, so good—you’ve never even dreamt of a pleasure like this.

“listen to you.” he buries himself so deep inside you that you could feel his balls pressed against your ass. “you’re fuckin’ loud when you’re getting treated right, aren’t you?”

“please, daddy,” you whine, completely out of your mind.

luigi groans, pushing your head into the kitchen counter. “god, i didn’t think you were gonna call me that,” he rumbles, rocking his cock hard into your frothing core, rubbing against your clit and sending sparks of pleasure swirling through your body.

he pulls your hair back again, causing you to shriek. “didn’t call him that, did you?” he says it like a statement, leaving no room for correction. “god, i used to jerk myself off listening to you moan. wondering if you were riding him or bent over your fuckin’ mattress.“

“luigi.” you cry.

“always knew i could treat you better,” he growls. “always wanted to bend you over in front of everyone and make you beg for it.”

“i would’ve let you,” you mewl out, helpless.

“yeah?”

“you’re s’good.”

his thrusts come faster, more frantic. “better than him?”

“yes!”

you’re so close and so needy. your mind glows white as he fucks into you. squirming underneath him, the friction of your frantic movements growing hotter as the both of you chase your high. “good girl,” he praises, kissing all over your neck and back. “cream all over daddy’s cock, baby.”

“luigi,” you moan as your orgasm gushes beneath him, shivering as you feel his cock quiver, his load shooting deep into your cunt. he grunts with his final thrust, whimpering your name.

he kisses your shoulder as he pulls out of you. “so good,” he pants, just as helpless and shaken as you were. he unties the present you’d given him and pulls you in for another kiss.

“luigi,” you sigh against his lips.

“pretty girl,” he whispers back, running his hot wet kisses across your lips, your cheeks, your neck. “let me take you out tomorrow, yeah? a proper date. i’ll wear my tie ‘nd everything.”

you laugh—a mix of disbelief and something else—something lighter. before you can say anything, he’s leaning in again, kissing you softly, like it’s the most natural thing in the world.

“it was a good gift, right?” you hum.

“yeah,” he agrees, the corner of his lips curling into a smirk. “versatile.”

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[saltedsolenoid]

that spaghetti was so fucking good what if i made more.

[patrycarro]

TS3 - Blue Moon Motel (No CC)

ENG:

This modest roadside motel offers travelers a warm bed and simple comforts at an affordable price. With shared amenities, a breakfast nook, and a cozy common room to unwind, Blue Moon Motel is the perfect rest stop for Sims on the move. Whether you’re just passing through or looking for a place to stay a little longer, you’ll always find a welcoming spot here.

Features:

Lot type: Community, resort

Lot size: 40x40

Location: Moonlight Falls

Furnished lot value: 194.778 §

Unfurnished lot value: 116.402 §

Packs used in this build: EP02, EP03, EP06, EP07, EP10

Requirements:

Sims 3 Rabbit Hole Rugs and Doors Complete Collection by MrFatCat.

Terms and conditions:

DO NOT claim my creations as your own.

If you want to use any of my builds in your custom world or save file, you are allowed to do so, BUT make sure to credit me as the original creator.

DO NOT re-upload my content under any circumstances; share it with your friends using my own links.

If you experience any issues, let me know and I’ll try to fix it as soon as possible.

Download it here. (Early access until 02/25/2025) 🤍

SPA:

Este modesto motel de carretera ofrece a los viajeros una cama cálida y comodidades sencillas a un precio asequible. Con servicios compartidos, un rincón de desayuno y una acogedora sala común para relajarse, Blue Moon Motel es el lugar perfecto para Sims en movimiento. Ya sea que estés de paso o busques un lugar para quedarte un poco más, siempre encontrarás un rincón acogedor aquí.

Características:

Tipo de solar: Comunitario, complejo turístico

Tamaño del solar: 40x40

Ubicación: Moonlight Falls

Valor del solar amueblado: 194.778 §

Valor del solar sin amueblar: 116.402 §

Packs utilizados en esta construcción: EP02, EP03, EP06, EP07, EP10

Requisitos:

Sims 3 Rabbit Hole Rugs and Doors Complete Collection de MrFatCat.

Términos y condiciones:

NO proclames mis creaciones como tuyas.

Si quieres usar alguna de mis construcciones en tu mundo personalizado o save file, tienes permitido hacerlo, PERO deja claro que yo soy su creadora original.

NO resubas mi contenido bajo ninguna excepción; compártelo con tus conocidos usando mis propios enlaces.

Si experimentas algún problema, házmelo saber e intentaré solucionarlo lo antes posible.

Descárgalo aquí. (Acceso anticipado hasta 25/02/2025) 🤍

[tj-crochets]

The blanket I used for this plesiosaur is an extra fluffy throw by Berkshire Blankets. They are (for me) the perfect combo of colorfast, super soft, and non shedding*, with a little bit of stretch to give you a little wiggle room in construction and measurements but enough structural integrity to the base fabric that stuffing doesn't come through and you can use large safety eyes without them popping right through the fabric (which can happen with some faux furs). Idk that you should really use small safety eyes with it, but the larger ones are, in my experience, absolutely fine. It also doesn't really like slither away as you try to sew it, as some fluffy fabrics do, and both sides are super soft but with slightly different textures so you can use whichever side you want This is not a sponsored post I just really like these blankets, they are like the goldilocks zone of just right for me for sewing lol *well, non shedding once sewn, when you cut it it sheds a whole bunch but finished objects made with it don't shed, and pretty much every faux fur or fluffy fabric is going to shed a whole bunch when you cut it

Giant plesiosaur is done! My dad says the plesiosaur doesn’t have eyes because he’s “one of those cave plesiosaurs”

He’s about four feet from nose to tail and so so soft!

[lifelikesimz]

LIFELIKESIMZ - ISLAND FUSION CARRIBEAN CUISINE FOOD TRUCK

With this food truck includes 15 new items. That's 11 dishes and 4 drinks total. ONLY available by purchasing at food truck.

✧JERK CHICKEN & RICE  -Marinated in a fiery blend of scotch bonnet peppers, thyme, garlic, and spices, then grilled to smoky, crispy perfection. Paired with fluffy, coconut-infused rice that balances the heat, the dish offers a perfect harmony of smoky, spicy, and subtly sweet notes. - §15 ✧JERK PORK & RICE  -Marinated in a spicy-sweet blend of scotch bonnet peppers, allspice, and thyme, then grilled to smoky perfection. The tender, juicy pork packs bold heat and flavor, while the coconut-infused rice adds a creamy, slightly sweet balance. It's a fiery, savory combination that's pure comfort. - §10 ✧CURRY GOAT & RICE  -Tender, slow-cooked in a rich, aromatic blend of curry powder, garlic, ginger, and spices, creating a deep, savory flavor. The meat is melt-in-your-mouth juicy, with a slight heat and earthiness. Paired with fluffy rice that soaks up the flavorful curry sauce, it's a comforting, spicy, and satisfying dish. - §15 ✧BEEF PATTIES -Flaky, golden pastry pockets filled with seasoned, spiced ground beef. The filling is savory with hints of curry, thyme, and heat from scotch bonnet peppers, creating a perfect balance of flavors. Crispy on the outside and juicy on the inside, they're a deliciously satisfying snack or meal. - §10 ✧RASTA PASTA -A vibrant, creamy dish featuring al dente pasta tossed in a rich, flavorful sauce made with bell peppers, onions, garlic, shrimp, and a hint of jerk seasoning. It's a perfect blend of spice, creaminess, and color, creating a comforting, bold dish that's both savory and satisfying. - §13 ✧OXTAILS & RICE -Slow-cooked to tender, fall-off-the-bone perfection in a rich, savory stew of spices, herbs, and aromatic vegetables. The deep, flavorful sauce soaks into the meat, creating a melt-in-your-mouth experience. Paired with fluffy rice that absorbs the delicious sauce, it's a hearty, comforting, and satisfying dish. - §18 ✧OXTAILS & MAC-N-CHEESE -Slow-cooked to tender perfection in a savory, spiced stew, are paired with rich, creamy macaroni and cheese. The oxtail's deep, flavorful sauce seeps into the cheesy, velvety pasta, creating a satisfying, indulgent combination of savory, creamy, and hearty goodness. - §18 ✧SEAFOOD GUMBO -  A hearty, flavorful stew brimming with shrimp, crab, and fish, simmered in a rich, spicy broth made with a roux, bell peppers, onions, and aromatic spices.  - §25 ✧STEAK & SHRIMP -  a mouthwatering combo of juicy, perfectly seared steak with a savory crust and tender shrimp, seasoned to perfection. The rich, smoky flavor of the steak pairs beautifully with the shrimp's sweet, delicate taste, creating a satisfying, flavorful dish.  - §22 ✧PORK RIBS -  Pork ribs are tender and juicy, slow-cooked until the meat falls off the bone. Coated in a smoky, sweet, and tangy barbecue glaze, each bite is a perfect balance of charred, caramelized edges and flavorful, melt-in-your-mouth meat.  - §25 ✧GRIZZADA TARTS -   Sweet, flaky pastries filled with a rich, coconut-based filling that's both creamy and slightly chewy. Infused with a hint of cinnamon and nutmeg, each bite offers a perfect balance of warmth and sweetness in a delightful, bite-sized treat. - §6 ✧SUNRISE DRINK -A vibrant, tropical blend of refreshing fruit juices, with hints of citrus and a touch of sweetness. It's the perfect balance of tart and fruity.  - §5 ✧SEASIDE DRINK -A refreshing blend of crisp, tangy citrus and tropical fruit flavors, with a hint of sweetness and a cool, breezy finish. It's light, invigorating, and perfect for sipping on a sunny day by the ocean. -  §5 ✧LIME LIGHT DRINK -A refreshing, tangy beverage with a zesty citrus punch. It's bright, slightly tart, and perfectly sweetened, offering a cool, crisp sip that's both invigorating and thirst-quenching. -  §5 ✧RUM PUNCH COCKTAIL -A vibrant cocktail blending tropical fruit juices with smooth rum, creating a perfect balance of sweet, tangy, and slightly spicy flavors.  - §8 (BASEMENTAL MOD COMPATIBLE)

These dishes will be released each week   over the month of February

SILVER TIER EARLY ACCESS - 2 WEEKS

BRONZE TIER EARLY ACCESS - 1 WEEK

PUBLIC RELEASE - 3 WEEKS FROM DATE OF RELEASE

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[duskidolsmut]

"Slutty IU Gets Banged by 5 Guys in the Agency's Secret Gangbang!"

A Request With IU

W: 3.339 T: gangbang, slut, submissive, anal, blowjob, cumshot, domination

IU, the South Korean star known for her angelic voice and flawless figure, hides a dirty secret: she organizes a monthly ritual at the agency where she surrenders herself as a sex slave to a group of handpicked guys! That night, five guys — Tae-min, Joon-ho, Min-seok, Hyun-woo and Seung-jin — surround her in a private suite, ripping off her clothes and using every hole in her ass in a wild gangbang.

Every month, a select group of young men—usually trainees or trusted agency employees, handpicked for their discretion and physique—were summoned to the private suite on the top floor of the EDAM building, a space reserved exclusively for these meetings. The place was luxurious, with dark walls, a king-size bed covered in black silk sheets, and soft candlelight that created an air of mystery. IU, who spent her days as the flawless star rehearsing choreography or filming commercials, would transform herself the moment she walked through the door of that room. From the moment the young men arrived, she became the “chosen star” of the ritual—or, as they whispered to her, their “slave.”

On that particular night, IU was already in the room, her heart pounding as she adjusted the outfit she had chosen for the ritual: a black body-hugging dress with a plunging neckline and a high slit that revealed her thighs, with nothing underneath for easy access. Her brown hair fell in soft waves over her shoulders, and her lips, painted a dark red, contrasted with her pale skin. She looked at herself in the full-length mirror, taking a deep breath as she heard the footsteps approaching down the hallway. There were five boys this time, all young and eager, selected by herself after a week of observation in the agency's hallways.

A mischievous smile crossed her face, and she felt the familiar shiver of anticipation run up her spine. The adrenaline of giving herself completely, of being used and desired without limits, was something that made her feel alive in a way that the stage never could.

The door opened with a soft click, and IU turned slowly, her eyes shining with a mixture of power and submission. The five boys entered, stopping at the threshold when they saw her. There was Tae-min, a 22-year-old trainee with defined muscles and a shy look; Joon-ho, a 25-year-old production assistant with a confident smile; Min-seok, a 24-year-old backup dancer with tattoos running up his arm; Hyun-woo, a 21-year-old intern who looked nervous; and Seung-jin, a 27-year-old security guard with an imposing presence. They all stared at her, the tension in the air palpable as they waited for the signal to begin.

“Good evening, boys,” IU said, her voice sweet but filled with dark promise. She stepped forward, hips swaying, and let her dress slide a little further down her thigh. “You were chosen because I know you can give me what I want. From now on, I am yours.” She paused, her eyes roving over each of them, and then, with a smile, she slowly knelt in the center of the room, her hands clasped behind her back in a gesture of surrender. “I am ready.”

IU knelt in the center of the room, her skintight black dress now riding up her thighs as the five boys surrounded her, their eyes shining with a mixture of desire and power. Tae-min, the muscular trainee, was the first to break the silence, his voice echoing with a tone of awe and teasing. “Finally, the Queen shows her true colors!” he shouted, laughing as he approached, the others following like a hungry pack.

Joon-ho, the production assistant, a large man with enormous hands, was the first to touch, his calloused palms sliding down the plunging neckline of IU’s dress until they reached her magnificent breasts. “Holy shit, look at that,” he murmured, his eyes wide with wonder as he cupped her breasts in both hands, his thumbs pinching her nipples hard. IU twisted her body, gasping loudly at the relentless treatment, the shiver of pain mixing with the pleasure that was beginning to pulse in her core. "Joon-ho, you're impressed, huh?" Min-seok, the tattooed dancer, scoffed, laughing as he watched the scene, already rubbing his own pants.

"Impressed? Those tits are fucking fabulous!" Joon-ho replied, pinching her nipples even harder, eliciting a high-pitched moan from IU. "Look at her moaning, this bitch loves it!" He continued to grope her mercilessly, her breasts bouncing beneath his large hands as the others moved closer, drawn in by the sight.

Soon, everyone else joined in on the fun. Tae-min was next, pushing Joon-ho aside with a "My turn, man!" and grabbing IU's breasts with feverish intensity, his smaller but equally cruel hands pinching and fondling. "Fuck, they're so soft," he muttered, as Min-seok knelt beside him, his tattooed hands groping her left breast. "Let me feel them too!" he said, laughing as he twisted her nipple hard, causing IU to arch her back and let out a muffled cry. Hyun-woo, the nervous intern, hesitated for a moment before joining in, his trembling hands caressing her other breast. “I… I’ve never touched anything like this,” he stammered, while Seung-jin, the imposing security guard, laughed out loud. “Then enjoy it, boy, because she’s ours today!”

IU’s breasts were now the target of a relentless assault, worked over hard by an ever-changing set of hands. One by one, the boys took turns groping, pinching, and fondling her bouncing breasts, her nipples now red and swollen from the abuse. “Look at them jiggle, this bitch is loving it!” Tae-min teased, slapping one breast lightly, the sound echoing in the room as IU moaned softly, her body shaking with conflicting sensations.

But the caresses didn’t stop at her breasts. Min-seok, with a sly smile, slid his hands under IU's miniskirt, his fingers finding her two most sensitive orifices. "No panties, huh? You were ready for us already," he mocked, rubbing her clit with his thumb as he thrust two fingers into her slick cunt. "Fuck, she's soaking wet!" he exclaimed, as Joon-ho laughed, pinching her nipples harder. "Of course she is, she's a little slut who loves to be used!"

IU couldn't keep up with all the sordid sensations coursing through her. It was a cacophony of pleasure and pain—so many wandering hands and fingers groping her, rubbing her clit, playing with her pussy and asshole, and she simply couldn't process it all. As Min-seok thrust a thick finger deep into her pussy, another finger from Tae-min replaced the first, and before she could register the change, Seung-jin thrust a third finger, all three competing inside her. "Look how tight she is, that pussy is so fucking greedy!" Seung-jin grunted, while IU moaned loudly, her body writhing under the onslaught.

Suddenly, she heard and felt the sound of fabric being ripped. Hyun-woo, bolder now, grabbed the collar of her dress and pulled hard, ripping it to shreds. "Take that shit off, I want her naked!" he exclaimed, and the others laughed, helping to rip off the rest of the dress. "That's it, leave her with nothing!" until IU's clothes were in tattered shreds on the floor. She let out a low moan, her voice thick with desperation and excitement. “You guys… you guys tore it up,” she muttered, her eyes wide as she realized how quickly things had escalated. There was no shirt, no panties, no skirt—just her, naked, surrounded by five horny men.

IU looked around, panic mixed with lust as she took in the boys’ bodies. They all had impressive physiques—toned six-packs, huge pecs, thick, muscular arms. She knew any one of them could easily overpower her, and fighting back would be nearly impossible. “Jesus, did you feel those amazing tits, Franklin?” Min-seok asked, using a nickname for Tae-min, who laughed out loud as he groped her breasts harder. “Of course, man! They’re so fucking fabulous!” he replied, his eyes shining with desire.

“Man, I’m going to have to eat this slut’s pussy first!” Seung-jin interjected, his voice deep as he thrust two fingers into her pussy, his movements fast and relentless. The guys all laughed loudly, the sexual tension in the room rising as IU writhed in his lewd hands.

"Fuck! I can't wait to fuck that slut's sweet pussy!" Min-seok said, shoving another finger into her swollen cunt, competing with the other fingers already filling her. "Watch her squeeze my fingers—I bet it'll feel even better with my cock!" He picked up the pace, finger-fucking her at breakneck speed as Hyun-woo shoved two fingers into her mouth, forcing her to taste his own sex. "Suck it, you little slut, lick the taste out of your pussy!" he ordered, and IU obeyed, moaning around his fingers as the salty taste invaded her.

“Yeah, we’re going to fuck this slut real good today!” Seung-jin added, laughing as he pointed to the massive erection forming in his pants. “Think you can handle us, you dirty little slut?!” IU tried to respond, but the fingers in her mouth prevented her, and all that came out was a muffled moan of desperation and desire. Alarmed, she looked down, her eyes darting around like a startled deer, and was surprised by the thick erections they all sported inside their pants. Even as she squirmed in vain under the vaginal assault, she could see the tumescent outlines of each hard cock, and fear mixed with arousal—events were quickly spiraling out of control.

Tae-min slapped her spectacular ass hard, the sound reverberating loudly in the room. “Oh, I’m IU, Korea’s hot slut!!” he scoffed, mimicking her voice horribly, and the others laughed, agreeing with the clear consensus on their faces. "Shit, baby! We're going to fuck you real good!!" Min-seok scoffed, while Joon-ho added, "Your sweet pussy is going to get fucked by our huge cocks!"

Meanwhile, Seung-jin slid his fingers into IU's tight asshole, forcing his way through that incredibly tight opening. "Let's open that asshole too, what do you think?" he teased, slipping a thick finger in and sliding it deeper. Even with three fingers in her mouth, IU managed to let out a muffled, stomach-churning scream, her body stiffening at the anal intrusion. Up until now, they had only teased the outer rim of her pretty asshole, but now Seung-jin was determined, his finger moving deeper and deeper as she trembled, panic and pleasure colliding in her mind.

IU trembled in the center of the room, her naked body exposed, her skin glistening with sweat as the five boys surrounded her, their hands still exploring every inch of her. Seung-jin, with his thick finger buried in her tight asshole, chuckled softly as he watched her stiffen, her muffled scream echoing even with Hyun-woo's fingers in her mouth. "Look how tight she is back there, this bitch is going to suffer with my cock!" he teased, sliding his finger deeper, which made IU arch her back, her eyes wide with panic and pleasure.

Hyun-woo finally removed his fingers from her mouth, wiping the saliva on her face with a sadistic smile. "Tell me, you little slut, what do you think about this?" he asked, and IU, panting, managed to answer, her voice hoarse and shaky. "Fuck, you guys are cruel… but I want more, fuck me already!" she begged, her eyes shining with a mix of desperation and lust, nymphomania taking over as she gave herself over to the ritual.

Tae-min laughed loudly, giving her ass another hard slap, the sound reverberating in the room. "Do you hear that, boys? The Queen wants to be fucked!" he exclaimed, while the others laughed, already undoing their pants. "Then let's give her what she wants," Joon-ho said, positioning himself behind her and lining up his thick cock against IU's soaking wet pussy. "Take it, you slut!" he grunted, thrusting hard, the initial penetration eliciting a loud scream from her. "Fuck, it's too big!" IU exclaimed, her body shaking as he began to fuck her with brutal thrusts, each movement making her bounce forward.

Min-seok wasted no time, climbing in front of her and grabbing her hair tightly. "Open your mouth, you slut," he ordered, pushing his cock against her lips. IU obeyed, swallowing him hard, her lips stretched around his thick shaft as he fucked her throat mercilessly. "Fuck, what a delicious mouth!" Min-seok groaned, holding her head with both hands as IU gagged, saliva dripping down her chin. "Fuck my mouth harder, you son of a bitch!" she managed to choke out between gasps, her voice muffled but full of urgency, which made the others laugh.

Seung-jin, still fixated on her asshole, decided it was time to move on to more than just his fingers. "I'm tired of playing, I'm going to open that ass now," he said, spitting on his cock to lube it up before lining it up against her tight entrance. "No, wait, this is going to hurt like hell!" IU screamed, panic evident in her voice, but her lust betrayed her, and she thrust her ass up instinctively, as if begging for more. “You want this, you slut, don’t lie!” Seung-jin sneered, thrusting slowly, the initial pressure making her cry out again, her body shaking as he forced his way inside, inch by inch.

“Fuck, she's squeezing me too hard!” Seung-jin grunted, starting to move, the thrusts slow but relentless as Joon-ho continued to fuck her pussy in sync. IU was overwhelmed, her body caught in a maelstrom of sensations - the stabbing pain of her ass being split open, the raw pleasure of her pussy being filled, and the humiliation of having her throat fucked by Min-seok. “You… you're going to destroy me!” she gasped, tears streaming down her face as her makeup smudged, but her tone was one of ecstasy, not fear. “Destroy me then, I can take it, you bastards!” she screamed, her voice hoarse and full of desire.

Tae-min and Hyun-woo, who until then had been masturbating off to the side, decided to join in the action. Tae-min knelt beside her, rubbing his cock against her breasts, which jiggled with each thrust from Joon-ho and Seung-jin. “Fuck, I told you I was going to use those tits!” he exclaimed, squeezing them around his cock and starting to move, the friction drawing moans from him. “Look how perfect they are, this bitch was made for it!” Hyun-woo, more timid, approached from the other side, pinching her nipples hard. “Moan louder, you slut, I want to hear you scream!” he said, and IU obeyed, the moans turning into muffled cries as Min-seok still fucked her mouth.

“You're animals, fuck me harder!” IU begged, her voice rasping as she tried to breathe between the thrusts into her throat. “I'm about to come, fill me up, please!” she screamed, her body trembling on the verge of collapse. Joon-ho laughed, speeding up his thrusts into her pussy. “Are you asking to be filled, you slut? Then take it!” he grunted, cumming inside her with a roar, the heat exploding in her pussy as she moaned loudly, her legs shaking with pleasure.

Seung-jin followed soon after, cumming in her ass with a “Fuck, that's delicious!” as he pulled out, his cum running down her thighs and mixing with Joon-ho's. Min-seok pulled himself out of her mouth and came on her face, covering her with hot jets that mixed with tears and saliva. “Take it, you little slut, swallow it all!” he ordered, and IU licked her lips, the salty taste making her moan. “More, I want more!” she begged, her voice weak but full of desire, as Tae-min and Hyun-woo came on her breasts, licking her even more.

IU collapsed on the floor, her body covered in cum, her hair sticking to her sweaty forehead, but a naughty smile on her lips. “You… you're incredible,” she muttered, panting, as she tried to catch her breath. “But it's not over, is it? I can take more, fuck me again!” she said, laughing quietly, her nymphomania driving her to beg for more, even after being pushed to the limit.

The room on the top floor of EDAM Entertainment was silent now, except for the sound of the heavy breathing of the five guys, who were slowly pulling themselves together after the wild gangbang. IU was still on the floor, her body covered in sweat and cum, her brown hair stuck to her forehead, and her breasts and thighs stained with the marks of the chaotic pleasure she had just experienced. Her lips, still red from the lipstick that had resisted the attack, formed a satisfied smile, and her eyes, although tired, shone with a mixture of ecstasy and power. She had been pushed to the limit - and loved every second of it. Tae-min, Joon-ho, Min-seok, Hyun-woo and Seung-jin looked at each other, still stunned by IU's transformation. The star they had seen on stage, with her angelic voice and delicate aura, had become an insatiable nymphomaniac in front of them, and the contrast left them speechless. “Fuck, she's… unbelievable,” muttered Min-seok, wiping the sweat from his brow as he buttoned his pants. “I knew she was naughty, but this was another level,” Joon-ho added, laughing lowly as he stood up, his legs still shaking.

IU, with a low groan, finally moved, getting up slowly from the sticky floor. “You were great, guys,” she said, her voice hoarse but carrying a sweet tone that reminded IU of the public, as if she were thanking a team after a recording. She walked to the en suite bathroom, hips swaying with a natural confidence, and the sound of running water soon filled the space as she took a quick shower. Under the hot spray, she washed the cum and sweat from her body, her fingers sliding over the sensitive skin as she mentally relived every moment of the ritual. A mischievous smile crossed her face - she loved the power she felt when organizing these encounters, and even more the freedom to give herself completely during them.

When she reappeared, wrapped in a soft black towel, she looked almost untouched. Her wet hair fell in soft waves, the smudged make-up had been removed, and a fresh glow illuminated her face. She reached into a bag in the corner of the room and took out a spare dress that she always brought for these occasions - a simple but elegant nude-colored model that hugged her curves with discretion. She put it on calmly, adjusting it in the mirror while the boys watched her in silence, still sitting or standing around the room, their clothes crumpled and their faces marked by exhaustion.

“You know that's between us, right?” IU said, turning to them with a smile that was both sweet and menacing. “If one word of this gets out, you know what happens.” Her voice was light, almost playful, but the tone carried an unquestionable authority. Tae-min nodded quickly, swallowing. “Of course, IU-ssi, we won't say anything,” he assured her, and the others murmured their agreement, still mesmerized by her.

She picked up her bag, tossed her hair aside and took one last look around the room - the messy sheets, the torn pieces of her previous dress scattered on the floor, and the smell of sex still permeating the air. “It was a fun evening,” she said, her tone casual, as if she were talking about a dinner with friends. “But now I have an early morning rehearsal, so I'll be going. Don't forget to clean up before you leave, huh?” She winked, laughing lowly, and walked out the door, her confident footsteps echoing in the hallway as she headed down to the private elevator.

On the way home, IU opened the car window, letting the cool Seoul night air caress her face. She pulled out her cell phone, checking her schedule for the next day - a shoot for a commercial, a photo shoot, and a rehearsal for her next single. No one who saw her tomorrow, smiling for the cameras with her angelic aura, could imagine what had happened in that suite. And that's exactly how she liked it. The “comfort system” was her secret, her escape valve, and she was already looking forward to the next month, wondering who would be the next to join the ritual - and how far she could take them.

[planariaareneat]

Dogs are Weird

It’s safe to say humans will likely be a ubiquity through the galactic community, for the most part. Many of us have a tendency to go beyond, to see new things and forge frontiers. Undoubtedly it must be true of many other species, especially those that make it to space all by themselves, but it’d be wrong to discount it simply because we’d be one of many.

Of course, on the odd ship that permits sufficiently domesticated and socialized fauna (‘pets’, if one wants to be informal) alongside sophonts, we’d be accompanied by a wide variety of fellow mammals. Small, fluffy creatures that yip; elongated and sinuous animals, borne on stout legs and bearing long snouts; friendly yellow beasts with lips pulled into a smile and fur like a shag carpet; maybe even muscular guardians, originally bred to fight or to protect - though hopefully more well-tempered by now. Maybe even variations of them we can’t yet envision will accompany us by the time we can bring them to the stars. 

Aliens might be deeply confused when they ask about what any one of these are, just to get the same answer: a dog. 

Domestication and selective breeding won’t be unfamiliar to most aliens. Even being in the company of (ancestrally) efficient social predators that can enmesh well into the hierarchy is likely not to be as odd as one might think. But even among our own throng of domestic mammals, canines outshine them all in one way: variation. 

Only 7 sets of genes (containing ~25 genes total) control the size of dogs, and just a couple need to be mutated to drastically change dog size. The difference between a chihuahua and a mastiff lies on these genes. Compare this to cats, who tend not to have much size variation in spite of a history of focused selective breeding spanning around the same amount of time as dogs. It’s argued - and not questioned - that dogs may have the most phenotypical variation of any land mammal, extant or extinct, within a single species. 

It’s entirely possible that many aliens may never have domesticated a species with such a simple control for massive changes. They’ll see us come to the stars with an endless menagerie of creatures under a single name.

On one last note…we often sing our praises of our capacity to pack-bond with just about anything; but dogs also chose to pack-bond with us those 30,000 years ago, and they chose to do it again and again and again…

Just as we pack-bond with our new allies among the stars, dogs will likely trot and frolic with all manner of aliens as well. They’ll tussle and fight over toys just as excitedly with insectoid hounds and scale-clad schnauzers as they do already with us and each other, while we sit on the side with our extraterrestrial friends and watch them, just as we always have.

[robin-evry]

𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐈𝐅 𝐑𝐎𝐁𝐈𝐍!𝐘𝐔𝐔 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐖𝐒𝐓 🕊️🎙️

A Halovian singer who was born in Penacony and has risen to cosmic fame. An elegant and demure young lady. This time, she has been invited home by The Family to grace everyone with song during the Charmony Festival. She can use the power of "Harmony" to broadcast her music, manifesting "resonance" among not only her fans but all manner of lifeforms.

During the orientation, they woke up in a dazed and immediately rushed to ask where their brother was, when Crowley asked who they were, they realized they were in a different location or as well another dimension. The last time they remember is embracing their brother after the final battle with the astral express.

They were soon admitted into the infirmary due to during the teleportation their body is seen to bruise and need some healing.

Robin!yuu learn how to get used to the world. They also upload some of their music online and manage to get a record deal, starting their career as an idol again.

Many students are especially curious about what they are, many students believed that robin!yuu might be a seraphim or an angel that have fallen

( I mean they kinda are right since halovian are inspired by angels )

Grim is very fond of robin!yuu wings they are the softest material to cuddle upon, they're soft and warm like a pillow and blanket.

Vils favorite no doubt, they share some secrets about their routine as well to have a spa day together. Many pomifiore are inspired to be more like robin yuu.

It's not canon in the game, I headcanon when they are embarrassed their wings will cover their face. They can control their wings on their will.

Join the light music club, becoming an unofficial vocalist in the group. Carter once asked them to take a picture together and it went viral immediately.

He's also the one that helps them build a magicam account, robin Yuu upload some of their music there and it reaches one of the music Billboards and that's when multiple record studios started to reach for them. By using their power of the Harmony they managed to sign in a contract with a trustworthy record studio. They also upload some of their daily lives on magicam group photos of the first years at lunch, hanging out with their friends and others.

By this point robin!Yuu has reach over 5 million followers in the past few days, even vil is impressed. Vil wanted robin yuu to transfer into pomifiore because he found them more suitable in pomifiore than in ramshackle as well, he originally disproven of the first years due to their personality. And during one time he saw the run down ramshackle dorm because he wanted to visit them for some advice. He immediately asks the robin yuu to pack up their stuff and move to pomifiore there's no way a person can live in such conditions, but after some renovation he obligated but said pomifiore is always open for them. Too bad the pomifiore robe he prepared for them is going to waste.

If you don't know Robin!yuu have 4 wings two sets of wings in the side of their head and the other two in their back. But they usually hide these wings due to the size of them being large to expand thru a lunch table, grim will usually have them transporting both of them around school, it's not a surprising sight to see them flying around the school to get to their class. It's notify that robin!yuu wings are a light shade of purple and it's described to glow.

Robin!Yuu has the ability to summon a microphone and use the power of the Harmony to enhance their teammates magical and physical capabilities to 25%. By utilizing the ability of the Harmony, robin!yuu can create life forms ( doves ) as well as constructing any object they desire.

It's known that their voice has the ability to unite and resonate every life forms into Harmony, the stronger the resonance the stronger their ability of the Harmony will become making their teammates 25% - 50%.

During the VDC show, robin is tasked to be the host by Crowley, they are also allowed to sneak in a small opening performance, during the start of the VDC the lights turn off and robin!yuu will fall and spread their wings causing the crowd to cheer in astonishment. They greet the audience and will start the VDC by greeting themselves and sing one of their famous songs. And then the VDC will soon officially start.

Or during their introduction flight, a flight stairs similar to robin ultimate appear and robin!yuu landed in the center and started singing.

During their performance a certain RSA student looks at them with admiration in their eyes unable to take his eyes off them. His princess.

After their performance neige will try to approach them but they were covered by the first years as well some famous photographers trying to get their autographs or comments. But he manages to get some alone time with them during their break He asks for a selfie with robin!yuu while stuttering and they agree. Soon they both gave each other their phone numbers and started to have a conversation unfortunately robin!yuu still have some duties as a host but their talk was caught short, but for him it was heavenly.

After their bomb of a popularity will become one of the largest idols in twst, many sponsorship, as well as movie casting for their participation. Their old lives are back. But still they dearly miss their brother Always wondering whether or not his safe or not.

The headmaster of RSA once sent them a letter asking if they ever had a feeling of discomfort in NRC, they will receive a full scholarship into the school recommended by the princes in the school. Crowley ripped that letter from their hands into a million pieces since due to their uprising popularity NRC has become more well known and started to receive more money and students for the upcoming years.

[ladylooch]

What It's Like to Lose You - [Sidney Crosby]

Summary: Nora and Sidney were on the same page until a miscommunication brings to light feelings that were buried in the dark. What happens when Nora asks a superstitious Sid to shift his plans?

Word count: 5.7k

Main Trope: Hurt/Comfort

Based on: Lose you by Jordan Davis

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Baby, I don't wanna know what it's like to lose you

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12 years ago this week, two 25 year olds were meeting for the first time in a Pittsburgh restaurant. Nora had been rushing in through the open doorway. Sidney had been walking out on his phone, and boom, two worlds collided. They both got up unscathed from their collision, but their worlds never separated again. It was a chance encounter out of a Rom-Com, including a spilled purse, bumping heads, and a number exchange that she is still slightly convinced was purely apologetic. 

Sid insists that Nora was the prettiest girl he had ever seen and it had nothing to do with the way her forehead was badly bruising despite the ice pack she was given by the restaurant. On their first official date, she still had the bump on her forehead and Sid spent the whole night blushing every time his hazel eyes raised to it. 

“I can’t apologize enough.”

He tried though.

Despite being a professional hockey player, he maintains that’s the worst injury he’s ever given someone. 

But bruises heal and Nora came away with an amazing man, so she still sees the night as a smashing success. Sid’s usual, knowing smile tells her that under all the teasing and apologies, he feels the same.

Every few years, they head back to that restaurant to recreate the better parts of the evening including the meal, drinks, and 6 layer chocolate cake. It started off as a standard reservation over the years, but as Sid and Nora have been together longer, their desire for privacy has grown. The last few times they have celebrated, Sid has rented the roof top level of the restaurant out for them. They have their own private staff, a warm fireplace, soft candle light, and apparently this year, a million white rose petals lining the floor.

Once off the elevator, Nora pulls her gloves off, thanking the hostess for accompanying her up the stairs. 

“Sid?” She calls out, not seeing him within the room. She continues walking, focusing on the outdoor balcony where his wide shoulders come into view. He is dressed up tonight in a simple black suit. His back is to her but white puffs of his breath float around his frame as he looks out over the Pittsburgh skyline. Circling him is various sized, white candles with more rose petals and additional vases of white roses. The combination of the white petals, yellow-ish candles, and the dark night are picturesque Penguins colors. The vision is romantic, including Sid’s nonchalant stance in the center of it all.

Nora pauses at the door, taking in the stunning sight. There is no table near him, so the display feels strangely out of place. 

Oh my…

Is he proposing!? 

Sid reaches a hand into his pocket, fiddling with something in there then pushing out a heavy breath like he is anxious.

Holy crap, he totally is!

Adrenaline and excitement shoot through her body at the prospect of what is about to happen. Sid and Nora have talked about marriage extensively over the years. They talked about waiting until he retired, or his latest contract was up. But then he re-signed another contract they weren’t sure was coming in Pittsburgh. He can see this being his last one. They’ve agreed over the years to avoid the distraction of a wedding or babies while he is still playing, but knowing this chapter is dwindling must have provided comfort to him.

 Now, he is proposing early to give her time to plan the wedding.

This is perfect! She can get things together in the next few years, slowly, build it into a magical weekend. They can invite all their friends and family- all Sid’s current and former teammates too. The inn on their lake back home will be an idyllic venue. She can see it now, walking down the wooden steps to the dock where Sid waits for her- stoic and reserved but with huge heart eyes only for her.  

He really surprised me, she thinks as she fluffs her hair, ensuring none of it is tucked into the collar of her jacket. He was also weirdly insistent that she had her nails done and was wearing the new dress she bought last week on their trip to the mall. Plus, he has always loved the idea of spoiling and surprising her for their proposal. Doing it early and on such a special night, at a special place, is exactly the way to accomplish that. 

“Hey stranger.” Nora says, shaking slightly as she steps out onto the rooftop patio.

“Hey beautiful.” He grins widely at her approach. He crosses the distance between them, meeting her in the middle. “Was just checking out the city from this view. Come look with me.” He encourages her forward, careful of the candles and flower petals. His hand rests on the small of her back, warming her through her coat. Once fully inside the circle, he leans forward, kissing her cheek, then turning her chin to kiss her more fully. 

“Am I late?” She wonders as they step through the path together.

“No, I’m early. Meeting was done sooner than I thought, but I didn’t want to rush you away from work.” He kisses her temple. She turns, puckering her lips and he gladly presses his there. “Mm, I missed you today.”

“Me too. The days have been long lately.”

“Yeah.” Sid inhales heavily. “Hopefully tonight makes up for that.” Nora smiles, then lets him turn her shoulders at the exact angle he was at. “Look at how the river glows from the lights at this angle.”

He is subtle with his adjustment, almost making her think he isn’t attempting to him sink down to one knee beside her. Nora plays along. She points out various places they love that she can see from here. The place she lived when they met and how terrible the parking garage situation was. Her last office building that she had the luxury of an office with floor to ceiling windows. PPG Paints Arena isn’t far from here either. As she talks, Sid steps behind her, wrapping an arm around her stomach and pulling her in close to his body. His heat radiates off her, keeping her warm despite the bitter chill in the air tonight.

The wind suddenly whips particularly hard, almost knocking over a row of vases and candles.

“Damn, this is kinda a fire hazard.” Sid murmurs. Nora’s heart begins to pound in her chest. 

Maybe this is it… 

“Yeah, but it’s really nice. So beautiful and romantic.” She motions to the flowers and candles.

“Isn’t it? A guy proposed to his girlfriend before I got here. They asked if they should take it down, but I said it was pretty and we could enjoy it. Brings a lot of light into the room, no? I’ll have to take notes.” 

Oh… Oh.

Mortified, Nora closes her eyes, groaning slightly.

“Oh my god, you’re not proposing?” She breathes out.

“Wouldn’t that be funny?” Sid laughs, genuinely, like it’s some big joke to infer from where they are standing that might be happening.

Except it’s not a joke to Nora. Not at all. Because something she didn’t plan on when she walked in here, had morphed into the plan, and now it’s being ripped right from her fingers in a way that feels like a sucker punch to the gut. Gradually, Sid realizes he shouldn’t be laughing when he takes in the disappointed look crossing her face. His smile slides off his face as he steps back from her, hands in his pockets. He shows them to her, empty hands palm side up. 

“Wow, that was really stupid of me to think you were doing that.” She blinks, clearing her throat. Her hurt is visible to Sid. She can’t mask it. It’s too big right now and the added layer of fresh, unexpected disappointment makes him shift uncomfortably.

“Wha…” Sid sighs heavily, rolling his shoulders slightly forward to enclose them together as the wind continues to whip.“Babe, we’ve been on the same page about this… when I retire we can take those next steps.” 

Nora’s hazel eyes focus on the edge of his suit lapel. The sharp line curves and bends with the tears swimming in her vision. She purses her lips together.

“I know.” She says measuredly, working overtime to keep her voice steady. “But I saw all this and thought…” She pauses, putting her tongue between her lips for a moment to gather her courage. She looks around at the restaurant. With fresh eyes, Sid does the same. His face suddenly falls into recognition. In a last moment of foolishness, Nora meekly says, “You could still ask?” The words trail off at the end. Sid’s eyes slide away for a moment, then come back to hers, questioning.

“Why?”

“Why not?” Her breathing starts to increase, making quiet gasps. Sid looks down again, dropping their gazes as he shakes his head. Then he shrugs awkwardly like that’s all he has to say. A man of so many words and now he has none.

Achingly, she straightens her shoulders. This gets Sid’s eyes to raise back to her again. His search hers, finding them shimmering from her tears and the golden candle light. 

“I…” He tries. 

“You don’t have to say anything. It would probably be best if you didn’t.” She nods as she says it. She looks around the roof, trying to memorize the scene and let it go all at the same time. A perfect proposal- the night, the spot, the man- but none of it is hers. Even Sid isn’t, not really. He still belongs to something else. Something that he puts above her time and time again, but tonight she can’t swallow that reality and not burst into tears. “I’m gonna go.”

“No, babe. Please?” Sid tries tenderly. His fingers reach for hers, threading through her left hand. The emptiness of her left ring finger is heavier than if it had a 5 carat diamond on it. “Let’s just sit down and have dinner. We can talk.”

“About what?” She stutters out as she shakes her head. “This is never really up for discussion, Sid.” Her bottom lip wobbles and she thinks this might be when she loses it for real. Her lips tilt down into a crumbling frown. 

“What are you talking about?”

“I have loved you every moment of the last 12 years of our lives together. But at what point, are we fooling each other and ourselves? Partnership is about compromise. And I’ve done a lot of it over the years for you.” She closes her eyes. “Never once has it been about me. Now I’m asking for it to be. For a minute, so I can be honest and say that I need you to reconsider. I need… something more permanent. Something that tells me that we are building a future together. That this isn’t going to be 12 years of wasted time and suddenly you’re off to the next thing. Because sometimes it feels that way. Like I’m for now and not forever.”

“How can you say that?” Sid scoffs, shaking his head at the absurdity. “Where is this even coming from?”

“Because I don’t have anything permanent from you except your word. I only get pulled into the spotlight with you for the big moments, Sid. Otherwise, it’s like I’m not even here. Because you’re shielding me or whatever it is that you tell me and yourself to make this out like it’s for the best for both of us and not just you.”

“I know this is a lot to ask.”

“Do you!?” Nora’s voice shakes like an earthquake now as her teeth chatter together. “Because until this moment, you’ve barely acknowledged that. It shouldn’t have to be like that. I shouldn’t be on the verge of leaving and you’re telling me for the first time that this all matters to you.” 

“I’m sorry. I didn’t know you felt this way.” Sid answers quietly. “I thought we were on the same page.” He repeats again. 

“I want this, Sid.” She motions around at the rooftop. “I want us to start taking steps, not just talking about making plans. I- I want get engaged. Soon. We don’t have to get married right away, but I want to have a ring on my finger by the end of the summer. Can you agree to that?”

It’s a simple comprise, Nora encourages herself to stay strong.

Sid’s gaze back to her is haunting. And she knows before he says a word. It’s such a big change and that’s his biggest fear when it should be losing her.

“I don’t know, babe. There are so many unknowns with the next few seasons.” Hockey. Of course. His mistress calls to him every time and he will always answer. Until he can’t anymore. As long as he does that, she will never come first.

So while his answer isn’t a resounding no, it’s also not a yes, and suddenly that becomes a deal breaker. 

“Even if I can’t live like that?” She breathes out. Internally, her brain begs for him to pull a trick play, change his mind, anything that can save them at the last second. That he will come through for them like he has for his team countless times on the ice.

But Sid says nothing. In that silence, is everything she doesn’t want to hear but needs to. 

Nora watches his jaw tighten, highlighting his cheek bones and turning his features anguished. Her head lists to the side and she blinks, looking away from him. Her face collapses into the numbness that flows through her veins.

“Well at least I know where I measure up in all this now. Exactly where I always have. Second.” 

“Nora, babe…” Sid’s eyes close at her words, but she doesn’t stick around to see the sincere apology when they open again. It wouldn’t make a difference to her anyway.

Instead, she does what she should have done years ago now and leaves.

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Cause people break up, fall in and outta love

But giving this up is something I just won't do

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87 missed calls all from one number. 

The annoying irony of that floods over Nora’s body as she continues punching numbers into a spreadsheet.

It would be just like him to leave it at that too… His lucky number, never mind how annoying it is to have her phone ring 87 times in the last few days. 

After what happened on the rooftop, Nora went home. She beat Sid there, threw a packed bag into the car then numbly navigated her way back to a hotel downtown. It’s where she has been since then, working from the room because she can’t bare to go into the office. How can she show her face anywhere in this city right now?

“Fuck.” She mutters when her phone dings again, this time signaling another voicemail. She taps aggressively at the backspace button on her keyboard, going back to the spreadsheet to be sure she enters the numbers in correctly this time. Then she grabs her phone, switching it onto Do Not Disturb so she can actually get some work done today. She doesn’t have time for someone who doesn’t have the balls to commit. 

She doesn’t want to hear his apologies either. Or anymore of the “I didn’t know.” Because maybe that had been true before this weekend, but he does know now. Her expectation was pretty crystal clear in their conversation. She told him before she left the roof top exactly what she needed and he didn’t follow through. If he wants to twist that into whatever he needs to so he can sleep at night- well, it’s not her business anymore.

Call it what it is. You gave him an ultimatum.

One that he hasn’t addressed in any of his attempts to contact her.

Nora’s eyes lift off her laptop, sliding out the window to take in the skyline. Across and over a few buildings is the rooftop her and Sid were on. The candles, flowers, and vases are long gone, but she can still envision the flickering of the burning wicks in the wind. A shiver trails through her, down her spine and making her arms explode with goosebumps. 

Did 12 years end on that rooftop? Did it slip through their fingers in a moment of misunderstanding they won’t overcome?

A freight train of sadness rocks her body. Her head falls back to the chair behind her and burning tears gush down her cheeks. She sobs silently for a few moments, until her brain forces her to gasp for breath. Her fingers clutch at her chest with one hand; the other closes her laptop screen. 

Who is she kidding? She can’t work in these conditions. Not when the best thing that ever happened to her might be gone forever.

She scrabbles her hands over the clutter on her desk to clutch her phone. She swipes at her notifications, scrolling through all his phone calls and voicemails. She listens to a few of them, mouth crumpling at the deep sadness in his voice as he asks her to call him back. In one of them, his voice cracks and he weakly clears his throat. 

“I love you. More than I know how to say and I’m wrecked here, babe. Please call me.”

She can’t listen to anymore of that. It’s too sad. 

Nora walks over to the bed, sinking down on the edge of it. On her lock screen is still a picture of her and Sid on her birthday last year. Sid organized an incredible surprise party for her with her family and friends, despite the Penguins having an away game. He flew everyone in- paid for their lodging, all the meals, and spa days for the girls too. He covered it all so that even in his absence, she would feel loved and spoiled on her day. At the end of the night, he flew back separately from the team to surprise her too. The picture captured her excited glow at getting him in her arms for her birthday, even if it was only for an hour. 

He found a way to make it work for them. 

Just like he’s trying to do now.

Nora navigates back to her notifications, swiping through until she gets to her messages. Out of all the phone calls and voicemails he left, there were only two text messages, both in the last hour.

I want us to fix this. I can’t lose you.

Followed by a simple request. 

Come home, babe. Please don’t give up on us.

His desperate pleas dissolve her into tears again. She puts the phone face down on the bed, falling back onto the fluffy, hotel comforter. It soaks up her fresh tears as she grapples with going home and facing him, knowing it she does, and he won’t budge, she still may lose him forever.

What the hell is she going to do?

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And I don't wanna give you a reason to leave me

I never wanna feel that freedom that people say they find

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On Saturday, Nora grabs a coffee on her way out of downtown to her and Sid’s house. It’s in an expensive gated community that feel stuffy, but necessary for their privacy. Even though Sid has been making millions since he was 18, he still doesn’t seem to fit with the older, country club types that occupy most of the houses in the neighborhood. She much prefers the families and easiness of Nova Scotia. But they need a different level of security here so chalk their home up to another one of those compromises.

On the steps of the brick, colonial house with white trim, Sid sits, waiting for her. He stands up, hands in his pockets when he sees her car approach. Damn it, even when he’s sad he still looks gorgeous. Nora clicks the button on the garage door, easing her Porsche into her place beside Sid’s Range Rover. 

She doesn’t have a chance to open her door, Sid is there already, popping it open and holding his hand for her to get out. She ignores it, sliding out on her own power. Sid brushes it off with a smile as a greeting, then clears his throat.

“Hi.”

“Hi.” She says back.

Nora moves around to the back of the car to grab her big tote with her wallet, phone, keys, and work laptop. She hesitates at her suitcase remaining in the trunk. She isn’t sure what to expect from this conversation. All she knows is she owes him the opportunity to talk. And she has some things she wants to say too. But Sid grabs the suitcase out of the car assertively then they head into the house together. Sid puts her bags on the entry way bench. She takes off her sneakers and tosses her coat onto a random hook before heading for a glass of water. 

Sid follows behind, but giving her space to move without him breathing completely down her neck. Nora rests her butt against the counter across the room from him. He looks exhausted, disheveled too, with bags under his eyes hinting at a lack of sleep. Explains why he has looked so out of place on the ice the past few days. She feels a pinch of guilt then shrugs it off. This isn’t completely her fault. She has some blame in this, but so does he. They both allowed things to get to this point, getting lost along the way. This is their chance to get back on the tracks or walk away. 

At the last thought, tears spring into her eyes.

“Do you want to talk here?” He finally asks after clearing his throat.

“No, we should sit down.”

Sid nods, extending a hand out towards the living room. She takes her water with her and he trails behind again, keeping his distance. She hates it. He seems so far away. How will they bridge this gap?

“I hate that we are here.” Nora starts honestly, sitting down on the couch while Sid opts for the leather chair to her right, being considerate of her space.

“Me too.” Sid nods, clasping his hands together in front of himself.

“I’m…” She struggles to find the word. Embarrassed? Upset? Sad? What word would she use to describe the utter agony in her body the last few days. How does she tell him what it’s awaken in her? How it’s unshielded her from a truth she didn’t realize was there which is that she isn’t okay with this arrangement anymore. “Disappointed and I guess, feel let down by you too. I’ve tried to reason those feelings away the last few days, but they’re not going away, Sid. What they have awoken in me isn’t going away either.”

“I understand.” He responds. 

“I’ve loved our life together. But more than the life and all it comes with, I love you so much.” She pauses, feeling her throat expand with a huge lump, blocking her from saying more momentarily. “But I’ve given up a lot and I haven’t asked for much from you. I know what my role is and some of it is to make life easier for you so you can focus on other things. But fundamentally, we are suddenly at a crossroad where it is unfair for me to continue this way without having my cup filled in return. I don’t want to always be the only one compromising anymore. I want us to rise up as a team.”

“I want that too.” Sid nods his head. She pauses.

“Sid, I know you. You are stubborn as hell.” She looks down at her water glass, swallowing thickly before she says this next part. “And I’m not going to beg you to love me enough to marry me. I don’t deserve that. I’m not going to trap you into something you don’t want to do either.” Sid shakes his head, rubbing his long fingers across the deep groves in his forehead.

“I love you more than a piece of paper.” He responds.

“It’s not a piece of paper. It’s a commitment. A bond. One that is very important to me.” She snaps. Sid raises up his hands in retreat. 

“I’m sorry. Fuck, that came out wrong. I know it’s a commitment. I know it’s important to you. It’s important to me too. I promise. I want to marry you. I want to be your husband and call you my wife.” He sighs, face becoming determined as he stares at a spot on the floor. “I heard you.” Sid starts off again, softer. “I heard every word you said last week.” His hazel eyes are soft and earnest. She nods. “I wish I could go back and do that day differently. To save you from my pure stupidity. I didn’t think that moment through like I should have. Didn’t consider what it would look like to you. I’m so sorry. You deserved better than that.” 

“It was really nice. Gorgeous. All of it.” She insists to him because it was. “I would have loved that to be…” She trails off with a shrug.

“If I could go back… I’d get down on one knee, babe. Planned or not planned. The second you walked through the door, you were so stunning, literally took my breath away and I thought, ‘I can’t believe I get her for the rest of my life.’ She picked me. That should have been our moment.” He sighs heavily. “I wasn’t prepared at all. Then things unraveled fast. I felt backed into a corner.” He says quietly. “It flipped that switch in me that makes me a great hockey player when the game is on the line, but a terrible partner when you needed reassurance.” 

Nora understands this completely. She knows him, recognizes now that fierce competitiveness that drives him isn’t always something that can be turned off. He is built different than other people. That’s why he has known success at every level. In a high stress moment, he leaned into what he knew which was to push back until the playing field tilted more in his favor. 

“I didn’t snap out of it soon enough.” He shakes his head. “I’ve had plenty of hours to replay that moment and it’s different every time. I want to give that to you, but I can’t. All I can do is try to fix this.” He twists his fingers together, cracking his knuckles. “I don’t want to know what life without you looks like. I don’t care to know that level of emptiness. You’re not second. There is you, then everything else. I obviously haven’t been treating you that way. And I’m going to change that. Immediately.” 

He stands up, rubbing his palms on his jeans as he comes to crouch down next to her legs on the couch. He puts his hands on the outsides of her thighs, then moves them up to her hips. His thumbs rub circles into her abdomen on either side, cradling and holding her while maintaining distance if she wants to shove him away. She doesn’t. Instead she glides her right hand into the sleeve of his sweater to hold the bare skin of his forearm.

His eyes search hers, looking for permission to keep going before he continues with one more big inhale.

“I have your ring. I’ve had it for 8 years actually. I don’t know if that makes you more angry with me or less, but I want you to know that I’m not reacting to what happened. I’m repeating what you already know, but I’ve had this plan for us.” She pauses, not expecting to hear he purchased the ring so long ago. “It’s the oval one from the ring shopping we did. You loved it, glowed even when I slid it onto your finger. It was so clearly the one, just like you are for me, baby.” He licks his full lips. “Am I still the one for you?” 

She nods, tearfully. Of course he is, that’s what has made all of this so hard. The thought of having to do life with him has been unbearable.

“Then marry me.” He whispers. The words are light, floating through the air as individual letters and wrapping around her body in a way that soothes the sting of the million, horrid cuts in her heart. The words fill in the gaps and so does his touch where he kneels down in front of her, grabbing her hands in his.

“Marry me, baby. Not because you asked for me to do this on the rooftop last week. Not because it’s always been part of a plan we keep talking about like after my career is over, we somehow really start living. Marry me because we are it for each other. Because we love each other more than all the other circumstances that could keep us apart. Because if it’s not you, I don’t want it. Not a single fucking thing about marriage, or babies, or building a life with someone.” Misty tears are obvious in his eyes as he brings her hands up to his mouth, kissing across her knuckles. “Marry me, please, because loving you for the rest of my life is the only thing I’m fully sure about.” 

Nora pulls her hands from Sid’s and runs them up his chest to his shoulders. She grips the side of his face and neck, sniffing from her hot tears. He holds her arms at her biceps, keeping her close.

“They could take it all from me. The medals, the cups, the MVP awards. Even the C on my chest. But not you. You’re the piece of me I can’t lose.”

Nora pushes out a huge exhale because she feels like she is going to combust by the way his words fill her up with love.

“Of course, I’ll marry you. You’re all I’ve ever wanted, Sid.” She murmurs, then pulls him to her on the couch so she can kiss his plump lips. Their kiss is desperate, yearning, filled with relief and promise and apologies in a way only true partners can replicate by coming back to each other.

“Still? Even though I’m such a fucking idiot?” He mumbles into her lips.

“Yes. I love my fucking idiot.” She insists, smiling under his kiss.

Sid breaks away from her mouth, resting their foreheads together, stretching his thumb across her left cheek bone. 

“That’s good. Cause I put down four deposits on four different dates for us at the inn you love back home.” He tells her. Nora pulls slightly away to look into his eyes.

“W-what?” 

“Yeah. One at the end of June. One in the beginning of September. One during the holiday break. And one during the Allstar break.” She recognizes that all of those dates are within the next year. None of them are after his contract expires, or years down the line when retirement is surely their life. They’re all within 12 months of this exact moment.

“Oh… Are you comfortable with that?”

“Yes. I’m dead serious about marrying you. We know where. We have your ring. We have each other. I’m just as sick of waiting as you are. I’ve already taken up too much of our time setting limits on our love that aren’t fair to us. I’ll make it up to you. I promise. If you tell me you want a baby right now, I’ll give that to you too.”

“Slow down.” Nora shakes her head.

“Slowing down.” He nods. “Sorry, I just got really excited about seeing you with a baby. Maybe a girl? Not that I don’t want a boy but-”

“Sid!”

“Sorry… yes. I’m done talking about babies. But you would look so sexy pregnant. Okay! Shit. I am really done now. I’m going to grab your ring so I stop talking.” 

“Are you flustered?” She laughs as he stands up, heading towards the stairs.

“Yeah, a little bit.”

“Never thought I would see the day…” She trails off, standing up and following him to their room. He comes out of the closet with the black, velvet box from Harry Winston. Sid pops it open, carefully pulling the ring out. Then he gathers Nora’s fingers into his hand, nudging it up her fourth one. When it stops in place, he grins at her. 

“I love this as much as I did that first day.” She murmurs, holding her hand up to his chest to watch the diamonds sparkle against the black fabric of his sweater. Sid’s fingers curl around hers. 

For the past few days, the world has lacked color and light. Now, in their home, in each other’s embrace, the colors begin to illuminate, more vibrant than they were before. Nora knows she’s lucky. Their love isn’t perfect- it has ugly bruises and scars as it tends to after 12 years of loving each other hard. Those imperfections doesn’t make it a bad thing. 

After all, isn’t this all anyone really wants? To be loved so fiercely, so unconditionally, that it feels hopeful even in the darkest moments. To be able to lean into what you know and pull each other out of it. To dream of better days, but then pull on your hiking boots and rise up through what you need to in order to get to the top again.

Maybe it won’t always be that simple for them in the future. After all, hockey has been Sid’s love since long before he met Nora. When he loses that for good, they will need to shift again. 

Maybe that’s why they are currently going through this dip. To give them an example of working through it together as a team, like they are right now too.

No winners, no losers, just teammates.

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Baby, I just wanna make this last

Me over us puts you in the past, and I don’t wanna know.

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[talesofsonicasura]

To Save A DogDay

I couldn't help but write this after seeing the constant dedication of saving the giant toy doggo. So here's something to assist you guys in the effort. I've done some research(even though Google was being an ass) and took a look at this particular post by @dafloof

First off, DogDay is surprisingly big despite being cut in half. If I have to compare his size then think of those giant plushies you win from a theme park or carnival game. Thus the only possible carry for the average person to safely escort him is bridal or hanging off like a koala on the side due to the grab pack. He might be able to shrink himself to a more manageable size if DogDay is similar to CatNap in body structure.

Although that doesn't mean the task is impossible outside of adrenaline. DogDay may be big you got to think about his possible weight. Bigger Bodies are still toys with the Smiling Critters being plushies. How much of him is stuffing and not organs?

The necessary body parts for him to still be alive are the lungs, heart, brain, stomach, and some sort of skeletal structure. Here's a weight chart for the average human. (Although these might be smaller if harvested back as a child than an adult.)

Stomach: 2-4 pounds/lbs

Brain- 2.5 pounds/lbs

Heart- 0.25 pounds/lbs

Lungs- 1.8 pounds/lbs

Human Skeleton- 15-25 pounds/lbs

Average weight here 21.05 - 31.05 lbs. His arm bones might be reinforced similar to the Prototype but they still wouldn't be that heavy. For carrying in your arms, 35- 55 lbs is what the the untrained person can hold. Body weight contributes to how much someone can carry with a 139 lbs untrained woman being able to deadlift around 74 lbs. For men it is 125 lbs for 148 lbs.

Adrenaline can help contribute to this as there have been feats done by people in dangerous situations. One example being a human mother fighting off a polar bear to protect her kids or someone moving a car by themselves to get free. We can do insane things when it comes to survival.

There's also the mental side to this. Our brains actually diminish the perception of how strong we are by 40%. If you carry something you love or cherish like a person, then they can weigh less just from that viewpoint. Sometimes thinking like the Little Engine That Could will make a difference.

Now I am not forgetting the dangerous little critters. There are ways to deal with them and have enough time to bring DogDay along. In his cell, there are two ports they can crawl out of. Blocking these whether by flares or stuffing them with nearby items can do the trick.

Second is bribery. We aren't restricted to the environment like in the game and throughout the facility there are intact vending machines. The toys obviously need to eat but seem unable get into the machines. YOU CAN.

Break the glass and stockpile as much snacks as possible. Finding bags or boxes to carry them wouldn't be hard. Offer these to the little Critters in exchange for DogDay. You can open one bag for further incentive as the chance to get a special treat is something no one will be able to resist.

DogDay might be able to drag himself so breaking the chains with the Grab Pack or a different tool is possible. They are probably rusty thus easier to break. It will obviously hurt for DogDay to drag his body so stealing something like a cushion from CatNap's hideyhole could ease the pain.

Should that not be the case then other options are available. Considering Playcare is a fun house, you might be able to find scooterboards or a platform cart to carry him. If not then a makeshift sled to pull DogDay about is the next best move.

Now there's actually another escape route. A duck ride that you couldn't access in the game due to bugs. I think Mob was planning for a chase down there as it is fully fleshed out with puzzles and an environment.

DogDay can hold onto the boat while you solve the puzzles to get out. For those who hadn't chosen bribery then flares will keep pursuing Little Critters away. Maybe set a fire as you escape since there's plenty of items to make a molotov cocktail if crafty enough.

I suggest finding some walkie talkies as someone needs to look after DogDay. The area under the statue can be a possible safe spot but being able to contact Kissy Missy and Poppy will better the chances of his recovery than just survival. Both know the factory's inner works enough to remain hidden so they might know where to find supplies. A possible ally with valuable info can sway them to help.

There is also the option of coming back to Playcare. DogDay might still be alive as you can hear his muffled cries during the chase. He might be worse for wear due to the little menaces piloting him like a bootleg Megazord. Walkie talkies can help you page Kissy Missy to help with escorting the Bigger Body safely.

It is possible to save DogDay if you are smart or crafty enough to use the environment. The factory offers a lot of potential options to help with that. Do know that you can turn a simple water gun into a flamethrower.

Why follow the rules of the game when there are ways to break them?

[rheya28]

Sol School of Fashion ♥ The Sims 4: Build // CC

Sol School of Fashion "SOF" is a well known fashion studio/school located in Del Sol Valley. SOF is a space that encourages boldness, creativity, and innovation. Sims can have access to a café, photo studios, a classroom, a meeting room, a lounge, as well as a customizable runway with a backstage dressing room that consist of all the fashion necessities needed to produce a professional fashion show event.

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➽ Rheya's Notes:

♥ Hi guys, today I present to you SOL School of Fashion "SOF". This build/project is extremely special as I collaborated with the lovely and talented @farfallasims who kindly curated all the looks for the 2023 SOF Fashion Show Event Looks Curated by: @farfallasims [ Look Book Link ] 25:23

➽ Important Notes:

● Please make sure to turn bb.moveobjects on! ● Please DO NOT reupload or claim as your own. ● Feel free to tag me if you are using it, I love seeing my build in other peoples save file ● Feel free to edit/tweak my builds, but please make sure to credit me as the original creator! ● Thank you to all CC Creators ● Please let me know if there's any problem with the build

➽ Lot Details

Lot Name: Sol School of Fashion Lot type: Generic lot type or Cafe Lot size: 40x30 Location: Starlight Boulevard, Del Sol Valley

➽ Mods:

TOOL MOD by TwistedMexi

♥ CC LIST:

Awingedllama : Boho Living, nostalgia living

Greenllama: The woodwind collection

Novvas: Holz Kitchen

Qicc: Sleep Hallway, Urban Bedroom

S-imagination: Nota

Sooky: Abstract framed posters -wooden frame

Sooky: Bon ton n1 ceiling lamp - Tall

Syboubou: Daguerre Reica Camera, Ballet mirror , fency

The Clutter Cat: Dandy Diary, Mellow moods

Aira : Artist in me

Anye: Zara Bathroom

ATS4: pot 4, pot 13, plant 16 Crafting room: dressform blouse, dressform male, dressform suit, folded fabrics, jar, paperstack, patterns, sewing machine

Harrie: Bafroom, brownstone, kichen

House of Harlix: Baysic, harluxe, brutalist, coastal, kwatei, octave, shop the look 2, spoons, Jardane, Livin Rum, Orjanic, tiny twavellers

Felix Andre: Berlin, Chateau, fayun, colonial, grove, kyoto, paris, shop the look

Brainstrip: my corner cc pack desk only

Charlypancakes: Munch, the lighthouse collection, miscellanea, modish, smol

Leori: Hipster loft

Illogical Sims: Home office

Kaiso: rustico living

Kate Emerald: Blissful baby Ottoman

Kiwisims4: Blockhouse hallway, Blockhouse Dining

Leaf Motif: Devon kitchen

Little Dica: Country side Cabin, Rise & Grind, sleek slumber

Madame Ria: Back to basics paint wall, Limber lumber

Madlen: Hiru misc set

Rusticsims: Mayaken, Modular life

Myls: Simple Clothes rack nordic

Mxims: LG

Myshunosun: Sol kitchen, Arrie Office, Gale dining, Lottie, Macaron kitchen, herbalist kitchen, tranquil bedroom

Peacemaker: Alesund, Hudson, Kitayama, Terra tiles horizontal/vertical, Vera Office

Pierisim: Coldbrew, David Apartment, Domain Du clos, MCM, Oak house, Tilable, unfold, Winter Garden

max20/maxsus: Poolside lounge pack

Sforzinda: Func EP02 Espressogrindomatic, espressoimpresso, cabin slats

sims4luxury: Mcgee&co Callhan rug

Sixam: Artz Living room, small spaces work from home, hotel bedroom, kessler kitchen, stylist wood livingroom, teen room

TaurusDesign: Eliza Bedroom, Elsa kids room

mycupofcc: Modernist

Tuds: 2ndWave, beam, cave, cross, wave

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