#Woot woot

[morasyframbuesas]

i think it’s safe to assume that the theory that the audio glitches whenever somebody lies is basically true at this point, especially after this latest episode. even smth as simple as sam asking for cinnamon swirl when he really wanted pain au chocolat prompts a slight fuzzy noise.

that being said, time to relisten to the previous eps and see what these mfs are hiding :D

[izanallu]

Hii :D not a question but I just wanted to say that as a fellow HUUUGE error sans simp and lover, I absolutely ADORE your error x oc fan arts and comic! It’s so cool honestly I really love your art style and you made me simp for error even more lmao.

-Shiraz! (Coming from @shishax since I couldn’t switch to my other vlog)

Keep the good work!:DD

HOLY OK so I just found out how to check my asks whoop-

ASHWVDUWGDIWHODFBOSBFFO 😭😭❤️❤️❤️

ERROR SIMPS UNITE

I’m glad you like my art heheh ( and Error ofc >:) )

Look at this dude, who wouldn’t love him??

Here’s u hugging him :]

Also on another note…

Yesterday was my—

Guess who’s adulting now guys.

[maudiemoods]

What if I

Maybe made another persona that may or may not be another monkey wrench insert

[eyesofshan-if]

CHAPTER TWO (PART ONE) IS NOW LIVE!

hello everyone 👋🏻👋🏻 the long awaited (because it’s been a while since i’ve last updated) update is here!! 35k new words have been added to the story, which brings this if to 121k words in total! 🥳🎉

this update contains quite a lot of wooyoung, so if you’re a wooyoung-mancer or a wooyoung-curious, there’ll be a lot of him to find out in this chapter! you might also get the chance to meet someone rather interesting ;) still, this is not the end of the chapter - there is still more to come before we leave juhonghwa

please do delete your saves before playing since a LOT has changed with the variables since the new update, which includes a new interactive personality system being implemented! 

things to expect:

decide how you investigate the paradise among clouds

learn more about this wisecracking, far too carefree young nobleman

meet two people with connections to wooyoung’s past

“and there was only one bed��

have a heart-stopping encounter with a mysterious stranger that you’ll never see again... right?

if possible, please leave feedback or reviews or any errors (strange breaks in story flow, bad grammar, suggestions about story pacing, etc.) on the choice of games forum so that i can refine the story accordingly!! your feedback is what keeps this story going, many thanks to all of you and i hope you enjoy what i’ve put out

wishing all of you a very happy reading!!

word count update: 90k >> 121k words (w/o code)

date: 29 july 2023

[kawaiialeisha]

Welcome Home OC blog?👀

HI EVERYNYAN!!

Me and my pookie @sleepyzuku got the idea by an irl of ours to make a tumblr blog about our ocs! But specifically for asks!! 👁️👁️

So the reason why I'm making this post is because.. well.. would you all be interested? (btw, these are the ocs in question:)

(P.S. Mimix isn't really a Welcome Home OC or based off of it but he still apart of Mori's story. We both understand how utterly confusing that is but bare with us okay BHAHAHAH it works in our book ✨)

[harmandmac]

Finally, my longest secret is out!!!!

[cuppedout]

happy independence day malaysia

(im a malaysian too yippee!!)

[apdreadful]

The way that Tommy looks at Buck like what he has to say is worth all of his attention.

Because he remembers that first night when Buck told him how hard he had been working to get his attention.

Buck being nervous and kinetic and just overthinking everything and Tommy just softly saying “Evan” putting his hand on top of Bucks.

Tommy ending their first date early, because Buck really didn’t seem ready, knowing it was the right thing to do, but still feeling bummed because he really liked him, a lot.

And Buck reaching out to Tommy the next day because he really did like HIM a lot too, and couldn’t just let him go without telling him he wanted to be ready…for something…with Tommy

Tommy telling Buck he was jealous of the 118 being a family. And Buck inviting him to the wedding..to celebrate with that family.

Buck just being Buck and wanting to spend time and be with this new very interesting person and giving zero f$cks about people having issues with it being a man.

The way Buck talks about Tommy to Maddie and Eddie. Because he just cannot contain how much he likes him. And ok, yes he’s a man, but that’s not as important to Buck as how he feels about Tommy and how Tommy makes him feel.

To see these two navigate this. Because yes, this is Bucks bi-awakening, and Tommy is clearly the more experienced one.

But we all know that Buck is really good at loving the people he loves. And the 118 is really good at supporting their family.

It’s the ultimate win win. Buck will get a partner who truly sees him for who he is, values and supports him. And Tommy is going to be part of a family.

[booasaur]

Ted Lasso - 3x05

Bonus:

[missregality]

Dusty Specs

[bloofinntoona]

Open Arms

Word Count: 1.8k

Themes: Angst, Hurt/Comfort, A bit steamy at the end, fluff if you squint

Summary: (SPOILER FOR HOGWARTS LEGACY ENDING) Seb and you apologized after he lashed out on you working with goblins.

Author's Note: I wanted to say thank you for the love I’ve gotten from my first story. I had this one in mind for a while, so I went on a writing storm. Hope you like it!

You have never seen Sebastian Sallow this angry before. His thick eyebrows knitted, blazing eyes burning through your skull. "A friendly goblin? You know goblins cursed my sister to shut her up." Sebastian spat.

It was hard to breath and think straight when the tension between the two students were unbearably thick. "Sebastian, not all goblins-"

"Have you forgotten the mine we just went through? Feldcroft?" Obviously not, there were still dirt and spider web tangled all over your robes.

"No, Seb. I haven't. You're not listening to me!" You basically pleading at this point.

"Why would I listen to someone so ignorant?" He muttered.

"Take a breath for a moment. You don't know what you're saying!"

"Oh, I know precisely what I'm saying. Unbelievable." With that sentence, Sebastian stomped away from the Undercroft.

You didn't consider yourself soft, yet you felt the tears welling up in your eyes, cheeks burning up in anger. Thank Merlin that Sebastian has left the room as you screamed your frustation out. You didn't care even if Sebastian heard you. The way he scolded you made it seemed like you were daft, which in reality was far from that. You had the weight of the world on your shoulder, with Ranrok and Rookwood chasing after you — it's not like you've asked for this either. You would rather enjoy your youth studying normal magic like normal wizards. The keepers didn't help with providing concrete answers anyways, you had to go through tenous puzzles just to uncover pieces of information about your newfound ability to see ancient magic.

On top of that, you had grown fond of your peers in Hogwarts. You have the brilliant Natty, caring Poppy, cheeky Ominis, and smart Amit. But none of them came close to Sebastian Sallow. If anybody asked, you would deny that it was love at first sight. But you couldn't forget the way he showed you 'a proper Hogwarts welcome' in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class. The fact that he covered you from detention also gave butterflies in your stomach. You took the Cruciatus Curse in the Slytherin's tomb, convincing yourself that you did it because you were in debt. In truth, you hated seeing the boy hurt. You wholeheartedly understand his desperation. Sebastian was clinging to the last member of his family. That was why you couldn't stop him from learning the Dark Arts. You thought you'd do the same in his position.

You sniffled, wiping your face using your sleeves.

It was hard enough to be in the same room with Sebastian, but what ticked you off more was that he pretended that everything was okay with other people. He helped Samantha with her potions, grabbed a book for Poppy, and even sneaked a Fwooper Feather for Garreth. You dismissed the twinge of jealousy that you felt. After all, you didn't even know if Sebastian still considered you as friends. Friends don't ignore each other for a week straight.

You quickly collected your stack of books and rushed to the library. Sitting down at one of the study table on the second floor, you burried your head in the Charms homework that you were assigned to. No use in mooning over the ungrateful Sebastian Sallow.

A red glow appeared in the corner of the page. You turned your head to the side to see Ominis, pointing his wand in your direction. "Thought we'd revise together." He smiled.

"O-oh, sure! please join me." You got up and pulled a chair for the blonde boy, guiding him to a spot in front of you.

Often times you'd wonder why Ominis and Sebastian were best of friends. Sebastian was brash, while Ominis always exuded a calming energy. Despite being a part of House Gaunt, Ominis was a gentle soul. You thought he would hate you after Sebastian showed you the Undercroft, but he quickly resolved it and considered you as a friend.

You were scribbling an essay about the usage of Silencing charm before Ominis cleared his throat, catching your attention. "Are you cross with Sebastian?"

You sighed, dipping your quill in the ink. "I think he is the one who is cross with me."

"I can sense that," he let out a light chuckle, "can't hide his emotions, that boy."

"Who cares anyways... He's better off without me." You kept writing down meaningless words before frustration took over as you slammed your quill. "Ominis, I had to do it. I was thrown into this world without any proper knowledge. I had to take any help that I can get. And I wanted to help Seb, I truly do!"

Ominis nodded, setting his palm on top of yours. "Look, I am thankful that you wanted to help Sebastian. He's my closest friend and the closest thing I have to a family," he paused, "Sebastian... is very vocal about his thoughts. I often remind him to properly think before speaking."

The Slytherin boy's face turned sour, he lowered his tone, "... and I told you about the consequences of using Dark Arts. It will corrupt you." He squeezed your hand, "He doesn't hate you. I can promise you that. The path that he is currently taking is corrupting him."

You nodded, flashing a weak smile. "Thank you, Ominis."

"You're welcome. Now, where were we?"

Threading through the hall back to your dormitory at night, you saw a shadow heading underneath the stairs. Soon after, you heard a faint click. Must be the undercroft, you'd wager. You debated for a while, yet you found yourself walking towards the clock. Raising your wand, the clock turned and opened the door towards the hidden room. You slowly walked downstairs, peeping through the gate.

There he was, Sebastian Sallow. Hair tussled, robes discarded on the empty barrel. He was wearing his shirt, the green Slytherin tie loosely tied around his neck. Sebastian rolled his sleeves as he gripped his wand and pointed it toward the battle dummy. “Incendio! Confringo! Bombarda!” shouted the boy. Fire and sparks flew everywhere, burning the wooden doll. He went for a while, releasing the pent-up anger he felt inside. Sebastian kept on going until his voice was coarse, out of breath. He backed against the nearest wall, slumping his body down.

“Sebastian?” you called up. His immediately perked up, seeing you shuffled closer to him. His breath hitched, looking away as he twirled his wand between his fingers.

The silence was awkward. You decided to break the ice, “I-“ “I wanted-“ he said at the same time. “Look, I-“ The two said in unison again. Sebastian cracked a chuckle as you giggled, feeling relieved that things are looking up.

“Let me start then,” he sighed, “I apologize for my behaviour before. You were right. I was being rude to you.” Sebastian patted the spot next to him. You obliged as you sat down. “You have been very helpful since the first time I’ve asked you to see Anne. You cheered me up when I was feeling distraught, you explored dodgy caves, and battled enemies for me,” he smiled softly, “Again, I am sorry. Not having you by my side is a torture for me.”

Warmth crept up your cheeks, thanking the universe that the Undercroft was dark enough so Sebastian couldn’t see how red your face was. “Sebastian…”

“Anne’s condition worsen by the day,” he held his wand, a faint glow flickered at the end, “I lost both of my parents. I knew from the start that my uncle didn’t like me. He called me, my father’s son, like it was a bad thing. I can’t imagine losing Anne too… I won’t have anyone else-“

Before he could finish his story, you wrapped your arms around his body, pulling him close to you. You could feel his body stiffen at first. It didn’t take long until Sebastian snaked his arms around your waist, his head resting on your chest. You rested your head on top of his, coarse strands of brunette hair tickling your chin. The smell of pines, ash, and smoke filled your nose. Sebastian closed his eyes, savouring the moment. He couldn’t remember when was the last time somebody held him so tender, so gentle. The boy started to sniffle, soft whimpers and cried escaped his lips. You didn’t care about the damp spot on your shirt, all you wanted was to assure that Sebastian that he had you, and he would always have you. You stroked his head as he held you tighter than ever.

As you heard his cries died down, reduced into small hiccups and sighs, you softly whispered, “Sebastian, I’m sorry too. I should have told you about my plans. I was scared of telling others about my secrets. I felt like I had to carry this burden myself even though you always offered to help me,” you trailed, “I hated seeing you sad. I wanted to help.”

Sebastian nodded before pulling back. Both students giggled as they saw how puffy their faces were. You cupped Sebastian’s face, wiping away his tears. “Are we okay?” you asked. He flashed a gentle smile as he rested his forehead against yours, “of course we are. Thank you.”

Everything was a blur as you felt warmth against your lips. Sebastian had closed the gap between the two of you, gently grasping your hands. Your mind went blank -- It was your first kiss. You pulled back, his half-lidded eyes searching for yours. You leaned in again, your arms found their way back around his neck. He tilted his head to the side, deepening the kiss. Giggles escaped your lips as you bumped your nose against his. Well, your knowledge of courting was as limited as the romance books stashed in the corner of the library. Deep down, you were comforted seeing how clumsy Sebastian was too.

Sebastian slowly lifted your body, your legs now straddling his waist. His calloused hands ghosted over your legs, slipping underneath your skirt. You gasped, head spinning as you felt his hands eased their way under the curvature of your bottom, fingers slipping under your undergarment. He took this chance to swipe his tongue inside, exploring your mouth. The kiss was messy, but there was an endearing charm to it.

It was too much – your hand frantically roamed around his body before finding their rest on his hair, pulling it gently. Sebastian groaned into the kiss, which sent shivers down your spine. Your waist instinctively grinded against his, finding friction to ease the growing desire bubbling in your body. You whined as he pulled back, producing a string of saliva between the two. Sebastian’s face was flushed, eyes looking at you hungrily. He dived in again, lips trailing from your forehead, nose, lips, and down to your neck. He softly nibbed your skin, earning a mewl from you. “You’re mine.” He grunted, admiring the small red hickey now adoring the side of your neck.

Before you could continue, you both heard the bells tolling. Sebastian snorted and rested his head on your shoulder. You laughed, hugging him close. “We better get going.” You felt Sebastian pulled your sleeve as you stood up.

“Promise me,” Sebastian muttered, “promise me you will always be there for me.”

“I promise.”

[ashfault2nd]

The Royal Au

Main Characters :

Maximillium (Max) Goof

- 19 years of age

- high ranking butler

-bisexual

Prince Bradley Uppercrust The III

-22 years of age

-youngest, heir of the throne

-closeted gay

Roxanne

-19 years of age

-just started working , low ranking Butler / Maid.

-bisexual

side characters!

-Bobby (Jester)

-Sylvia (Librarian)

-Mocha (High Ranking Butler / Maid)

-Stacey (low ranking Butler / Maid)

-Mona (middle ranking Butler / Maid)

Roxanne is the main character in this AU.

[kittenquasar]

Yay I've been gendered correctly 3 times this week!! I think my new outfit really works on me. I love estrogen so much my gawwwddd. Getting called my dear by other women, ma'am by men and not being treated with fear and disgust is so so nice!

[maudiemoods]

Doodling myself in cosplay as inspiration WOOOO can't lose motivation or I'll explode!

She's so cool I WILL be her

[katsuollie]

sometimes when i realize how addicted to bkdk i am i just thank god it’s not cocaine

[magicalrocketships]

are you writing anything at the moment? do we have new go small max to look forward to? loved breaking every rule for you! no pressure if you are taking a writing break too xxx

yes!! Except that my eyes are really blurry at the moment (yay, love u chronic illness) so we're not getting very far. I've picked up the Max in pretty underwear fic I was writing before breaking every rule for you, and it's been over a year since I looked at it in any detail, when I left it on a cliffhanger at 90k so we're getting back into it (read: rewriting it entirely). Here, have a little snippet of 2017 Max/Daniel:

He's tired. The season's going badly. He's had five DNFs, and only one podium. He's better than this, he knows he is, but the car is bad. His dad is consistently angry. He flies out to Ibiza to meet Martijn and their friends and he does what he's supposed to do and plays along with the girls who surround them. They let him buy them drinks and in return he doesn't always say no when they kiss him. He touches their thighs. Sometimes he or Martijn will invite them to an after party, and when the girls touch Max, he'll touch them back, over their underwear, playing with the pretty lace or the waistband or the silky softness over the curve of their bum. 

He goes back to a hotel with one of them, and he fucks her while she's still wearing her knickers, pushing them to one side to press his cock inside of her, and he touches the knickers more than he touches her. He doesn't let himself think about the fact that touching her knickers does more to make him come than touching her does, and when he goes back to their villa afterwards, he refuses to think about it at all. 

At least he's better at sex than he used to be. He's learned that fighting to be the first to cross the finish line and come isn't actually the point, but he might be getting worse again now that he's figured out that pretty underwear just keeps making him come, and come hard. 

None of the girls stick around. Not the ones from the parties or the clubs or the bars or the one or two he goes back to their hotel with. Max doesn't ask them to. He can't even pretend that he's bothered when none of them even ask for his number. 

It's another thing he's choosing not to think about. He's starting to build up quite the list.