#VERSION 2

[tech-obssessed-shark]

[mjn-air]

[gold0kapi]

"Welcome back, LT”

[glacial-heart]

bug got too silly

[snowyh2o]

Angel Alastor in a new suit. Slight redesign because I wanted to draw actual wings and give him a ponytail and glasses

[serpentarius]

Armand v.2

(link to original. it turned out pretty dark once I converted it to PNG, so I brightened it up a little and I think this one better shows the details!)

[hmooncreates]

In Want of a Match Version 2 is Out!

What's new?

In Want of a Match now includes:

Building a character instructions step-by-step

Practice round with detailed instructions

Expanded on Romance Points

What is In Want of Match?

In Want of Match is a dating sim ttrpg!

I was inspired by dating sim video games and LOVE romance in games and was inspired to make this so I could keep the romance train rolling.

A voicey narrator leads you through dating in the wild and wacky City of Love. This GMless game allows each player to take turns asking out other PCs.

On each date you roll for Romance Points. There are two character types - and many different ways to build your characters!

This game is based on a trait vs. trait character creation system, with nine opposing traits!

ROMANCE YOUR FRIENDS IN IN WANT OF A MATCH ON ITCH.IO!

[rainydaysie]

[heron0320]

pas de bisou

[cozy-axolotl]

Godot’s Sadistic Coffee Factory

#23 version 2

[ghoermann]

Early morning kitsch, version 2, Kiel

[heraxic]

Sketch of @karokawwo ‘s oc Kaiho

[marysblo0d]

[callalillywrites]

Childhood Best Friend

When I wrote the first version of this story featuring Steve Rogers and a reader, I knew I would want to write its opposite. Here is that result.

This one will have two follow-up pieces because I couldn't decide who I liked for Reader's childhood friend. Those will be coming soon. See poll at end to choose which one comes first.

I promise this is the last version I have for this song (for now anyway). I also promise this Steve will get a happy ending as soon as I can figure out what I want to happen. Poor guy's become my emotional punching bag lately. Need to fix that.

This is absolutely based on this song's vibes:

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader

Word Count: ~1100

Summary: Steve's noted a shift in his fiancée since their engagement party. It's confirmed one night when he finds you in the living room and gently confronts you about the childhood friend who came to the party and your feelings for them.

Warnings: Bittersweet ending, angst, amicable breakup

A/N: It’s proofread but all mistakes are my own.

I do not give permission for my work to be copied or posted on other sites or fed into an AI machine.

*****

The lack of warmth at his side slowly pulled him towards consciousness.

Rubbing at his eyes, Steve noted the early morning hour on the clock beside him. He shoved the covers off him and searched the room for you. The room lacked a hint of your presence and had for some time from what he could figure. Your slippers and robe had disappeared from their normal spots.

No light from the closet or bathroom alluded to your presence within them, either.

This wasn’t the first time he’d found himself alone in your shared bed so early in the morning. It’d been something that had happened far more frequently, however. No doubt the thoughts plaguing you enough to keep you from wanting to bother him despite his assurances otherwise.

Steve got to his feet and slowly made his way toward the living room of your apartment. He had a good feeling he’d find you there.

Sure enough, he was right.

You sat near the large window that overlooked the small park across the street. The darkness kept you from making out much, but that didn’t seem to stop you. It never had.

Lost in your thoughts, you didn’t notice his approach until he sank to his knees in front of you.

You stopped playing with the engagement ring on your finger.

He’d given it to you two months ago during one of your regular date nights. As much as the ring itself had surprised you, you’d known he was going to propose. He’d never made it secret his desire to find a good woman and settle down with her. Have a family.

It had been so easy to say yes, too.

Steve was a good man who never failed to make you feel cherished and seen. He worked hard to provide for himself and for you though you loved your job and the extra income it provided. The date nights were always the same days of the week, but they were never boring, not with him. He always had a knack for making each one special, including the ones you planned. It was easy to see yourself living a good life with him at your side. You wanted everything he wanted.

At least you thought you did.

“Sweetheart,” Steve’s sleep-rough voice broke through your thoughts this time, “you can talk to me about anything. You know that, right?”

You nodded, but you couldn’t bring yourself to say anything.

How could you tell this man that you might not love him as much as you thought you did? That you weren’t in love with him?

As if he could read your thoughts, he released a soft breath. “This is about him, isn’t it? Your childhood friend? He’s the one, not me. Isn’t he?”

When you would’ve argued, he held up his hand. The smile he gave you was one of the saddest, most understanding ones you’d ever seen. Tears sprang to your eyes upon seeing it.

“I saw the way he looked at you. It’s the same way I do, but he’s got the years of knowing you that I don’t have. Tell me he’s a good man. That’s all I want to know about him.”

Steve’s hands stroked yours, imploring you to speak up this time. He needed your answer. It was almost like you’d be releasing him from some unseen prison with it.

With a shaky nod, you allowed your tears to spill over as you whispered, “He’s a good man.”

Steve’s Adam’s apple bobbed a few times before he nodded. His hands continued to rub yours for another second before he took your left hand. His gaze inspected the ring he’d placed there, watching as the small diamond glinted in the low light that you’d allowed yourself.

“Then, Sweetheart,” he gently tugged the ring from your finger, “I think you should go to him. Make him realize he shouldn’t let such a treasure like you go.”

“Steve—”

He shook his head. “I’ll be fine. I promise. Just, uh, let me get out of town before you come back to get your stuff, okay? I don’t think I can watch you walk away a second time. I’m owed some time off anyway. Think I’ll head up to the mountains or something, you know? Clear my head and my heart.”

More tears streaked down your cheeks, but you nodded.

It was the least you could do for him after him being so understanding.

Before you could think to stop yourself, you flung your arms around Steve’s neck and held on tight for several moments. Nuzzling into his cheek, you said, “I will always love you, Steve. Please, please, know that. I never wanted to hurt you.”

His arms, which had come to rest around your waist, tightened. His cheek brushed against yours as he nodded.

“The feeling’s mutual, Sweetheart.”

You don’t know how long the two of you sat like that, but eventually Steve pulled away. He leaned back until he could give you that soft smirk of his. His eyes might’ve been a bit glassy, but he couldn’t ever stop being a gentleman to save himself.

“It’s pretty late. Do you want to try and get some sleep? Or should I take you to him now? I don’t want you out at this hour on your own. It’s not safe, but I can understand wanting to tell him how you feel right now.”

You shook your head. “No, I can’t ask that of you. I can drive myself. I don’t know that I can sleep until I know, you know?”

Your hand shot up then and covered your mouth. Realization at what you’d said and who you said it to slammed into you. Warmth suffused your cheeks at your utter gaff.

Steve’s smirk shifted, but he never let up on his kindness. “Sweetheart, it’s okay. I know exactly how you feel. It’s wonderful being in love, isn’t it?”

“It should’ve been you, Steve. I’m so sorry it isn’t.”

“I’ll find her someday.”

“You will, and she will cherish you the way you deserve.” You reached up to cup his cheeks, firming your tone. It didn’t matter traitorous tears continued to trek down your cheeks. You meant every word that came out of your mouth next. “You, Steven Grant Rogers, are the best of men, and you deserve so much more than I could ever give you.”

He nodded, his throat working hard to swallow.

“Get changed, Sweetheart. You have a man to sweep off his feet.”

*****

Main Masterlist / Song Fic Masterlist

[seokiescans]

[SCANS] BTS Agust D 1st Studio Album ‘D-DAY’ - Version 2 Photobook

[isagrimorie]

Captain Kathryn Janeway as a Brilliant Tactician, part 1, 2, 3 (version 1) (version 2)

Star Trek Voyager, 7x10 -Flesh and Blood II (version 2)

Hirogen ships wildly outclassed Voyager and the first time Voyager seriously went up against the Hirogen, the crew lost control of the ship and they were forced to participate in various Hirogen hunting games.

The crew barely took back Voyager and Janeway had to give Hirogen the Hologram tech to get them off her ship.

And then in season 7, after the EMH Doctor betrayed Voyager and thoroughly sabotaged the ship. The Engine room was a mess and the only reason Voyager didn't explode is because B'Elanna reinforced the Warp core. And then the holograms kidnap B'Elanna.

Voyager, battered and limping was on a mission to retrieve their two lost crew members. So Janeway decided to use the Hirogen's hunting skill for their benefit and had the best tactic to deal with the Hirogen while Voyager was in no condition for a firefight.

And despite limping all the way while tailing the Hirogen ships, Voyager fought against two Hirogen ships and won.