#dream internally: from the kitchen to the dining room to the-

[zarnzarn]

okay but the absolutely different type of hit that literature professor hob × prince of stories dream has.

can you IMAGINE. the impact that hob settling into one of his happiest careers spreading stories has on this entity. dream just white knuckling the table when he finds out and every time they meet after. palm over his mouth incandescent w lust every time hob talks about poetry. eye twitching and legs crossed when he fondly starts going on in different languages about different classics. he is the chattiest he's ever been, which makes hob perk up and chat back more, so far out from the printing press, and dream is just DYING over here.

[felixandresims]

KICHEN 2Point0 :)

It’s been well over a year since the last Harlix collaboration, but we are happy to finally be able to announce the KICHEN 2Point0! It all started way back in 2019 with the original KICHEN, so we decided we wanted to bring it back full circle and finally focus back on our much-loved room of the home. A lot has changed over the past 4.5 years, not only in our own personal work but the multitude of custom content creators that also now create kitchens for your Sims. In 2019, there were slim pickings for your homes. Now, there is such a vibrant array of content to choose from, and it really is an excellent thing for all.

In the years that followed, we have really focused on improving our technical skills and artistry, which we hope you can see with this latest set. The stand-out item for us both in the original KICHEN was the wishbone chair. We have personally both tried to find another dining chair that tops it and failed miserably! It is just the perfect chair for use in so many different settings, whether it be modern or even a rustic setting; it’s just so versatile. It deserved an update to our latest techniques and colours & it’s the only item from the original KICHEN set that has been reworked for this newest iteration. Also, back in 2019 we were a little too scared to use our internal name for that item, but in 2024 we are happy to share the appropriately named WISHBONER chair with you 😆

The KICHEN 2Point0 is also designed to fit perfectly into our current Klean & Soho sets to fulfill the kitchen part. For some reason, we always seem to be in sync with our set themes, and no more so than with Klean & Soho. The overlap was very scary tbh, with many Pinterest pins selected independently but shared in common, so we decided to do this 2 part collaboration to create a kitchen to fit both of our current sets, with the hope of creating a much more in-depth set which includes all elements required to make your dream kitchen. This first part focuses on the foundations of that dream kitchen.

All items are Base Game compatible and can be found by searching the b/b catalogue using the keyword 2Point0. As the items are designed for both of our current sets, they will also appear when you search using the keywords KLEAN or SOHO.

Set Items include:

- Counter (raised with legs) - Counter (standard) - Island (raised with legs) - Island trolley (3 pieces) - Cabinets (short) - Cabinets (tall) - Appliance Cabinet - Fridge Nooks (high & low) - Built-in Sink (wide & standard) - Dining Table (1, 2 & 3 tile) - Wishboner Dining Chair - Shelving (multiple height endings, middle & standard end pieces) - Hanging Feature Pendant Lights (multiple variants)

Now on Patreon Early Access

Public release on the 7th of May

The collaboration will continue next month and focus on appliances and clutter for your kitchens.

[steviewashere]

Dream Come True

Rating: General CW: Minor internalized ableism on Steve's end Tags: Established Relationship, Married Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson, Future Fic, Adopting a Child, Parenthood, Steve Harrington is a Sweetheart, Eddie Munson is a Sweetheart, Fluff, Domestic Fluff, Let Them Live a Quiet Life God Damn It, Mild Hurt/Comfort

For the @steddielovemonth prompt: "Love is about healing each other's wounds."

💕—————💕

They haven’t discussed children since the second month they were together. Was that probably a little too early in their relationship? Probably—Eddie will be brave enough to admit that right now. But, considering where they’re at now: Steve is forty-seven and Eddie’s forty-eight, their wedding bands are simple and gold (something easily spotted amongst the silver ones that Eddie still wears), the house they took a loan out for is painted yellow with white shutters installed (well, they paid Dustin and Will to do it. They were happy to help), they live in Massachusetts away from public eye, and though they don’t have a dog—not yet, the service dog process has been a long and weary one on Steve’s end—they have their little brown tabby cat. They’ve got a well furnished home. And years of love between them.

Nearly twenty-eight years in total. Nineteen years wedded. Six years of that are legally recognized. But that doesn’t matter. What matters is they stopped talking about the prospect of having kids.

Eddie’s initial answer at the beginning was, “Maybe. I think it would be neat. But, I’m gay, Steve. That isn’t really a possibility.” He chuckled a little bit. “I meant like adopting, but in a technical sense—Considering what’s in my pants, the possibility is still out the window.”

Steve’s was changed from what he told Nancy in that Winnebago. “I still want children. Or, just one. I want a quiet life. Even if you make it as some big rock star, I want a quiet private life.”

It was doable. What Steve had whispered on Eddie’s shoulder, that was doable. The question for years though was, When does he want that? And also, When will he leave to pursue that?

The answer was clear. Steve was never going to pursue that. That, sure, they’d have the quiet life. But never have children. And Eddie saw him wilt a little further and further. When they passed by the playground at the park. The daycare up the street from their home. After the seizure diagnosis, Steve stopped looking and thinking about it all together. It hurt Eddie’s heart.

He may have got the quiet life. And Eddie may have lived out his simple dream. He’d been a rockstar for a little bit in the late nineties and early two-thousands, retiring before they got married. But…Steve hasn’t lived his dream. Eddie hates that he thinks it’s being held back from him. Eddie’s determined to heal that hurt inside him.

——— Steve comes home from his Wednesday teaching shift around four in the evening. Eddie’s already on the couch, combing Poncho’s fur, watching the local news. He’s got a very important print out laid neatly on the coffee table. He hears Steve set down his briefcase on the dining table, his footsteps retreating to their kitchen to rinse out his thermos, coming back to the front door and placing his loafers on the shoe rack, and he hangs up his coat. Then, he enters the living room, hands scrambling to undo his tie, body leaning over the arm of the couch to press a kiss against Eddie’s mouth.

But then he pulls away, turning his whole body to watch the news. And that’s when he spots it. The flyer. He shuffles over on his mismatched socked feet, hands falling away from the collar of his dress shirt. He swipes up the paper. Behind his glasses, he squints.

It’s advertisement for the adoption agency some forty minutes out. Eddie hopes, by everything, that this will heal the pain in his own chest, and the emotional line of thinking in Steve’s brain. Hopes with everything that his body can physically give.

“What’s this about?” Steve asks. His voice is neutral. Almost…dare Eddie say, steely. Okay, maybe he made the wrong move. “We haven’t even—“

“I know,” Eddie immediately says. “I know we haven’t talked about it. But, sweetheart, just listen to me, alright?” At Steve’s confused and hesitant nod, Eddie tries to arrange his words. “This is something you’ve been wanting since forever ago. And I know that I haven’t really voiced my wants on it. But I also thought that it would never happen.

“That it would never be something people like me—“ He raises his eyebrows and points to the keyring attached to Steve’s belt loop. The short rainbow garland that sits discreetly among his keys. “—Would ever get the chance to do. But I—Steve, god, I want it so bad. I want to be able to be a dad and chase around a kiddo of our own while you’re busy at work. I want to see one off for school for their first day and cry like I’ll never see them again. Wanna make them a lunch they can bring to school, the same time that I make your lunch for your school. I want to watch them grow up with your goofy dancing skills and our combined love for music. And I—I want to be a better parent that I could’ve ever imagined.

“I want it with you,” Eddie breathes. “I want all of that with you. And I know that you still want it. Your forlorn looks at couples with babies. Every time you see Lucas and Max and their spitfire teenager, your eyes get this brightness to them that I—I have to be honest, I don’t think I’ve seen you happy like that since we got married.” He swallows at some of the implications there. And it’s not meant to be accusatory, but gosh does Eddie notice. The way his sunflower wilts. “This is just something for you to think about, okay? I know my decision on it. But think about it.”

Steve’s grip on the paper trembles. And his eyes are searing Eddie in a way that melts him. Blazing with adoration and love. “You want that?” He shakily asks. “You want to raise a kid with me?”

Eddie nods. “Yeah, baby. I really, really, really do.”

“Even though…Even though I have seizures that could scare them shitless? And I get so angry some days that all I can do is hide in our bedroom and cry? And I—You want that with somebody like me?” He hesitates to ask again. Eddie doesn’t answer, but his arms open in comfort and his eyes soften with earnest. Steve doesn’t move from his spot, though. He looks back at the paper. “What’s the—Our first step?”

“We apply. And they determine if we’re worthy and that it’ll be safe,” Eddie answers. “If they see us fit, they’ll look at our house and things like that. We’ll come back to that later on. If that’s something you still want.”

“Okay,” Steve states with fervor. “Let’s do this.”

——— After a tedious process, Eddie realizes how correct he was.

It’s a Saturday. The curtains are open. Dinner is simmering on the stovetop. And Eddie stirs the soup while he listens in on Steve’s activity in the living room.

“There you go, sweetheart,” Steve is cooing. “Good job, Carmen. Look at you.” He’s been supervising her tummy time everyday he’s able to. Loves being able to lay on his back on the floor, eyes watching their daughter, his fingers combing through her hair as she uses her wide brown eyes to wonder about the world around her.

Eddie bites back a smile.

“That’s Poncho,” Steve is saying. He’s introducing them like they’re all acquaintances around a water cooler. Eddie, maybe, snickers a little bit behind his hand. “He’s gonna be your buddy. He likes the space between his shoulder blades scratched. Just like you, huh?” And hears the moment that Steve dully traces his fingernails on Carmen’s back. She gurgles a little excited babbling. “That feels good, doesn’t it?” Steve murmurs. “Daddy likes that, too.” He’s talking about himself. Because he practically fought tooth and nail for that title. Eddie wouldn’t have it any other way.

From the kitchen archway, Eddie surveys the display on the living room floor. And Steve’s on his back in his pajamas. Glasses smooshed awkwardly up his face as his cheek is pressed against the carpet, eyes gone soft and glistening while Carmen is on her belly. Her hands are sprawled in front of her, squeezing at the soft toys they had gotten. He’s brushing his fingers through her short, curly wisps of brown hair. Then, his hand travels back down to massage and scratch at her back again. She’s wearing a pink striped onesie and a pair of white socks on her little feet.

He clears his throat to make himself known. Steve looks up at him, softly smiling. “I reckon things are going good in here?” Steve only nods, too enamored with petting at Carmen’s back. Eddie finally smiles at him. “Good,” he whispers. He leans his weight on the doorway. A dish rag thrown over his shoulder, arms crossed low over his belly, hair thrown up in a loose bun on his head. Domestic life has really begun to suit him, if he’s honest. He finds himself at ease about it now.

As he turns back to the kitchen, to serve up their bowls of soup, Steve calls his name. He immediately turns back around. Greeted with his husband’s soft face, his deepened smile lines, his messy hair spread on the carpet. He’s more youthful than ever, fatherhood has changed him for the better, at least Eddie thinks so. He hums to see what Steve needs, because by god, he’ll do anything for him.

“Thank you,” Steve whispers.

“For what?”

“Making my hurt go away,” Steve says. But Eddie’s eyebrows furrow in confusion. And Steve clarifies, “Allowing me to accomplish my final dream. I’m really happy that it’s with you.”

Eddie crosses into the living room, crouching down to kiss Steve’s forehead, pecking Carmen’s soft head, too. He combs his own fingers through Steve’s hair. Smiling at the way he keens. “You made me believe that I could be a good dad,” he admits. “I can’t wait to do this right.”

Steve brings a hand to Eddie’s cheek. His index finger softly tracing down the side of his face. “Love you,” he murmurs.

Turning his face, Eddie kisses the tip of Steve’s finger. “Love you, too,” Eddie easily says in return.

Sure, he got to be a rockstar, but he thinks that this life—Steve soft and middle aged and smiling at him, petting down their daughter’s back, cooing soft as if he’s not almost fifty—is much better than anything he could’ve ever dreamed. Maybe filling the hole in Steve’s soul, the remedy that their daughter brings—Maybe that heals something for Eddie, too.

💕—————💕

[mollymagician]

Matthew didn’t go immediately.

When Death visited the Dreaming that day, it was just he and Lucienne she was there to see. A quick visit, she said. Informal. Just the three of them in a quiet corner of the library. Because, she said… if anyone deserved to know, it was them.

She smiled that smile of hers, and he swore something that had been broken in his little bird-sized heart started to knit back together.

He would have been gone in an instant, out the window in a flash and demands on his…er…afterlife?… be damned. But Death crooked a finger at him, and leaned down, conspiratorial, to whisper, “Matthew, give them time, okay? It won’t be easy, at first. He’s going to need it.” A quick hand stroking his back feathers, like an apology.

He coughed and studied the wood grain of the desk . “Uh…yeah. I mean…right. Of course. You…you got it, uh, Ma’am.”

But she was already gone.

So, he gave them time.

A month passed, in the Waking, by his reckoning.

How much time was time, Matthew wondered.

What did ‘time’ mean to someone who was a few billion years old? Was a month enough time for the anthropomorphic personification of everybody’s brain-stuff to become Some Guy? How did that even work, anyway? Did he need to, like, solidify? Like a pudding? Probably not the instant stuff. But what the hell did he know about pudding, he’d only ever eaten it out of a little plastic cup.

While he pondered the pudding-to-Endless equivalency method of time measurement, another month passed.

Then one evening, as he perched on one of the palace spires and watched the sun sinking down towards the rippling mirage that concealed the horizon, his patience snapped completely, without warning, and he found himself winging his way into the Waking before his own common sense could sweet talk him out of it.

He landed on the narrow sill outside of a very familiar window. Mellow lamplight spilled through the glass. He could see inside, across the comfortable living room with it’s well-worn couch and cluttered dining table, to the two figures standing together in the small kitchen.

Holy fucking shit, Matthew thought.

He lunged foreword to tap out that familiar little rhythm on the glass— shave and a haircut— and Hob was hustling over to open it in an instant, grinning like a searchlight. Then he was skidding to a stop in the middle of the kitchen counter and before him was

Before him stood

If possible, he seemed even thinner than before— whatever had happened over the past two months had happened to him hard. But he was also…softer. Was that a thing that could be? Standing in the kitchen in a faded blue (blue. blue?) tshirt and threadbare gray sweatpants and smiling. SMILING. He was Some Guy and he was looking at Matthew and smiling.

He was exactly the same. He was entirely different.

“Holy fucking shit,” Matthew said.

Dream leaned his forearms against the counter, bringing himself down to ravens-eye level and said, “Hello Matthew.”

Very eloquently, Matthew said, “Dude.” Then, the floodgates opened and he couldn’t seem to stop. “DUDE. Fuck…it’s…you! It’s you! Look at that! Holy shit! I can’t even…I mean why am I surprised I died and woke up a fucking bird but I mean…look at you!! FUCK!!” He flapped his wings emphatically and stomped, as best he could with his spindly legs. “Goddammit! These…fucking…ARRGH. No thumbs! An’ no arms! I just wanna…HOB. My dude. Would you help me out here????”

Hob, who had been standing by with the expression of someone who had sprained an internal organ with the effort not to laugh, drew a shaky breath and a hand across his mouth and stepped foreword.

“Okay, I think I see. I get you.” He stepped up to Dream, laid broad palms on his narrow shoulders, and said with great formality, “Dream…from Matthew.”

And tugged Dream forward into a crushing, bone-creaking hug, compressing the breath clean out of him.

Dream squeaked like a squeezed balloon and that…that, more than anything else, made it real.

“Yeah,” Matthew said, “That’s the stuff.”

When Hob released him a solid minute later, Dream staggered a bit and caught himself on the counter, looking slightly stunned. But the smile was back, tugging up the corners of his mouth.

“I…I thank you, Matthew,” He said. “I missed you as well.”

Matthew looked down at his skinny little bird feet, listening to the sound of his claws clicking as he fidgeted. He felt…what was this? Shy. When the hell had shy ever happened to him? Never, that’s when. Fuck that. Matthew cleared his throat and looked up at the pair standing there beaming at him under the gold kitchen lights. “So, uh. What’cha up to? Got any big plans for…uh…for your afterlife tonight?”

“Ah. Hob is teaching me how to.” Dream paused. “Not set the stove on fire. We are making—what is this?” He plucked a small box off the countertop and studied it. “Pudding. Apparently.”

The sound Matthew made would have been pppPPPpppffffftttttt if he’d had lips. Which he didn’t, so the noise that actually came out was more or less indescribable.

“It’s a step up from tinned soup,” Hob said. “Progress is being made.”

Dream slanted him a look and picked up the can of whip cream, fiddling with the nozzle. “I did make perfectly adequate tinned soup. The second time. I believe I will be more than capable of—“ The rest of the sentence was obliterated by the sound of aerosolized dairy product spurting across his face.

Dream sighed.

Hob turned around to face the refrigerator, his shoulders shaking silently, organs once again in peril.

“…Oh man,” Matthew said. “This is gonna be great.”

[trickbxbes]

𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥 𝐄𝐲𝐞𝐬

[𝗦𝘁𝗮𝗻𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗱 𝗣𝗶𝗻𝗲𝘀 𝗫 𝗗𝗲𝗺𝗼𝗻! 𝗥𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿]

Summary: After some time working with Stanford, you decide to assist him on a quest to find a creature.

Warnings: Reader is a dream demon possessing a body, it’s complicated, violence,

Word Count: 3.6k

Book:

31 Years Ago

          “Behind you!”

“Gotcha!”

A much younger Stanford slid behind a woman in his kitchen. The woman was no other than you, in the vessel you had possessed for the longest time. You stood in front of the stove, cooking some bacon for the two of you. The delicious aroma filled the room, creating a wonderful atmosphere. 

“How’s the bacon coming, Angel Eyes?”

His nickname for you, it always made your heart skip a beat. You still weren’t used to it. You didn’t know why he insisted on calling you that. He knew your real name. But nevertheless, it made you warm. “Still calling me that, huh?” You comment lightly. Ford wraps up some butter and closes the fridge. His smile never left his face. 

“Yeah, do you… want me to call you by your real name instead? If that’s what you’re more comfortable with—“

“N-no! It’s… it’s okay.” 

You smile sheepishly back at the male. Your shimmering eyes gazing into his brown orbs. But thanks to you being caught off guard, you don’t notice the bacon grease beginning to bubble higher. With a hiss, a bubble in the grease pops and lands right on your hand. 

“Ah—! Dang it…!” You retract your hand, holding it with pain. Ford quickly rushed over and turned off the stove, he sets the pan onto a different, more cool burner. Taking his hand lightly into your own, he leads you to the sink so you can wash off your wound. 

“Are you okay?” He asks tenderly, his touch gentle. You nod, not noticing the way he held your hand, not processing how comfortable his skin felt against yours. “Yeah… man, you mortals have it rough with such fragile skin…” 

Your reply makes Ford laugh, his eyes closing as he grins. You find yourself staring, thinking of how nice of a laugh he has. Ford reopens his eyes and neither of you seem to move from your spot. Your hand resting atop his under the running water. 

Ford’s the first to pull away and end the moment. He clears his throat subtly. “Are you still okay to search for the ‘Quickster’ today? I can get a first aid kit—“ 

“I’m okay, Stanford.”

Your reassurance eased the male’s nerves ever so slightly. The mark on your hand was a simple red bump, nothing too bad. Ford adjusts his glasses and approaches the dining table once more. “Great! Then I’ll wrap up breakfast and we can go!” 

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       Now out in the forest, you and Stanford were creeping low. It was the beginning of Autumn. The leaves in the trees already turning a beautiful shade of amber and reddish browns. With every breeze of the wind, some more leaves would gently fall to the ground. The scent of pine was most prominent. Mother Nature really was a wonderful thing, and you’d tell her that. 

The two of you step out of Ford’s vehicle. Sadly, teleportation was not in the cards for you while in a human form. The doors open and close with a creak and a click. 

“Alright, this is where I last saw it when I looked through it’s eyes.” 

You inform your ally. Your power was useful when it could be used while in a vessel as well. Being able to see through anything’s eyes. The two of you were here on a hunt, for a beast Ford named, ‘The Quickster.’ Ford takes out his second journal, skimming the page. 

“This dang thing is always gone before I can get a good sketch of it. If we can sneak up on it, maybe I can finally study it.” He explains to the audience what exactly his intentions were on this expedition. Both of you crept forward, trying to find this creature before it could move on. 

“You know, Angel Eyes. I’m surprised you never thought of making an entire catalogue dedicated to the creatures of this town. There’s just so many!”

Ford whispers, making sure not to step on any of the dead leaves. “You make a good point… I guess I never thought about that.” This kind of thing was completely new to you. Having hobbies, was completely new to you. You usually just did as your told and moved on. If they wanted to sell a piece of their soul to get what they wanted from you, it wasn’t your business. But you were enjoying your time with the male, more than you ever did with another boss. 

“There…! Footprints!” 

Ford whispered and bent down by the print in the ground. It was a paw of sorts, only having three toes though instead of a usual four. The brunette man began to sketch the image into his journal in a smaller part of the page. You rub the back of your neck, watching. “Now we just have to find the actual creature…” You trail off. Ford finishes up his sketch and looks back to you, but pauses. He seemed somewhat entranced by something behind you. 

Following his gaze, you see some butterflies flapping their wings over. They weren’t normal insects however, these ones glowed, leaving a sense of shimmering with each flap. 

“Woah…” You lift your hand to gently hold one in the palm of your hand. Ford grins ear to ear as he flips to the next page in his book and started to draw the critters. “Stay still!” He calls, not taking his eyes off the paper unless it was to look at the butterfly once more. His concentration kept him so caught up, that he didn’t notice until it was too late. A glowing butterfly landed on his nose. 

Light giggles escape your lips, not wanting to scare off the butterflies. Ford’s two pupils reach the center of his eyes to observe the creature. 

“Very… bright…” He smiles a bit goofily. Undoubtedly studying the creatures in front of him. He had to, for anything he ran into out in these woods. It was in his mind as a scientist. “We’re a mile from Lake Ambertree, right? These butterflies must reside only in this area.” He starts to create his own theory in his brain. You lift your hand slowly, allowing the butterflies to flutter around and or land on your body. Two of them do to your right arm. “Yeah… maybe they have a nest nearby. Do you think they follow migratory patterns like monarch butterflies? That’s why you’ve never seen them here before?” 

The butterfly by Ford flies off his nose, granting the male a view to a rather majestic sight. You, the sun shining behind you, with butterflies gently flapping their wings slowly on your body. Your gaze was focused on the insects, making your form look like some sort of art piece. 

“Stanford?”

Your sweet voice snaps him from his thoughts. He didn’t realize he was staring. “Oh! Sorry, that’s a good theory. I’ll have to investigate that further on a different day, maybe bring Fiddleford along.” He clicks his pen, pushing his glasses further on his face. His cheeks warm. You spot the blush apparent on his face and blush lightly yourself, chuckling. 

Ford gets you both back on task as the butterflies begin to move on. “Now then. As wonderful as those creatures are, we’re here to find The Quickster.” He closes his book and sets it back in his large coat pocket. “Angel Eyes, can you look through it’s eyes again?” He asked of his adored lab assistant. You nod calmly, feeling relaxed from that experience. “Yeah, let me just…” You do so, and go rigidly still. Your face paled as you froze where you stood. Ford takes notice of your mood change. 

“What’s wrong—“

And then when he felt hot air briefly touch his back. A breath. Ford felt all his hairs stand on end as he slowly turned around to face the magnificent beast. Within the air, above his head, teeth began to slowly reveal themselves. It was a mouth, drooling and red on the inside. Only, it opened as if the monster was sideways. It’s mouth was vertically opening on it’s face, splitting it in two most likely from the size of it. Ford’s pupils shake, as he comes to a terrifying conclusion.

“It’s invisible!”

“Stanford- LOOK OUT!” 

Your concerned shout triggers Ford to quickly jump aside, dodging the beast’s attempt to bite into his flesh. After it misses, the mouth closes and the beast once again disappears. 

You and Ford regroup back to back, looking around it. “So… it’s a carnivore. Those teeth tell me all I need to know…” The ladder can help but make that distinction. He takes out his laser gun, holding it out in a ready position. “Can you stun it?” You ask, a bit nervous in all honesty. “I can’t shoot what I can’t see!” Ford replied, just as anxious as you. 

Suddenly, Ford is struck to a tree with a ‘twack.’ You gasp, raising your hand in his direction, panicked. “Stanford!” But you’re not given much time to tend to the dazed male, when you feel the beast grab you in it’s mouth. The teeth around you were sharp, but not digging in enough to wound you. Either way, it was terrifying. “Let me go!” Your pleads do nothing as the beast starts running away with you in it’s mouth, it’s drool pouring all over you. 

Ford groaned, holding his shoulder as he regained his senses. But once he hears you call his name, he snaps back to reality. 

“Ford!” Your figure was disappearing by the second. Ford extends his hand out to you. 

“(Y,N)!” 

His screams do nothing, and he knew he had to act fast. Scrambling to his feet, he makes chase after you, making sure to follow the footprints he so diligently took note of. 

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         Ford was barely able to catch his breath. He managed to follow the tracks and reach a large cave. The man had no idea what lurked inside the darkness. He took out of his pockets the only four things he had on him. His journal, a flashlight, a small knife, and his laser gun. It wasn’t a lot, and he didn’t know how many of creatures were hiding in there. But he had to try. He didn’t know how much time you had. 

“I’m coming, (Y,n).” 

With that, he enters the dark cave with stealthy steps. 

Meanwhile, you found yourself hiding behind some rocks. The cave was dark, the only light being from a faint glow of a strange algae in the walls. The creatures didn’t even need to be invisible. 

But while you were down there, you got a glimpse of the creature’s true forms. Their skin looked smooth, as if made from stone almost, or comparable to a baby’s skin. They were gray, with four legs and no tail. 

The beast had three children, who were on the hunt searching for you. The mother sat in the center of their den, waiting patiently. You were being used as a hunting lesson. You didn’t dare mutter a word, afraid you were going to be caught. 

Peeping your head over the rock, you see your chance to sneak over to a different hiding spot. You were steadily getting closer and closer to the exit. You’re not caught thankfully. One of the cubs playfully pawed at a stone instead. Although they weren’t as big as their mother, they were about as big as an average grizzly bear. 

Keeping your eyes on the creatures sniffing around, you start to slowly step backward. 

You feel your back bump into something, making you about to scream. But a hand covers your mouth immediately, silencing you. When you look to see who it was, you were barely able to notice through the darkness, that it was Ford. You sigh with relief and look back at him, knowing what the plan must be. “Oh, thank goodness you found me.” You whisper to him. “Are you alright? Are you harmed?” Ford asks quietly as to not attract attention. You shake your head, brushing off some dried off drool. 

Ford validates your thoughts, pointing to the cave exit, the way he came in. There was only one way in and one way out. “Good, let’s keep it that way.” 

The two of you attempt to tiptoe out, but then, Ford steps on some gravel. The tiny rocks crush under his feet, and the sound echoes in the cave. You’re frozen for a moment, alongside Ford, hoping, praying. But then one of the smaller beasts turns the corner. When its eyes landed on you both, its face split apart to let out a roar. 

“Run!”

Ford fires off a blast from his gun that makes the pup cry out in pain, scampering back. You and him run together, and hear the mother’s enraged roar. Ford turns his head and sees the beast pouncing, about to land on either one of you. The male didn’t have time to think of a carefully calculated plan. He only had one concern in mind. You.

“Look out!” With a mighty shove, Ford pushes you out of harm’s way, leaving himself to the monster. 

It crashes atop Ford, the male below making an ‘ack!’ sound. The sudden attack made the male drop his gun. The object slid away from him a few feet, too far for the male to grab. You whip your head over and gasp. 

“STANFORD!”

Extreme amounts of anxiety bubbled up in your chest as you tried thinking of some sort of plan. The monster had its claws on Ford’s chest, holding him down. The gun was on the other side of the man. You’d have to book it now in order to grab it before the monster kills Ford. You absolutely hated how useless you felt. All you could do was make a run for the only other weapon around. 

The monster then digs it’s nails into Ford’s chest, making the man let out an agonized scream. His blood curdling hollering echoed throughout the cave and bounced back, making the sound louder than ever. Ford acts fast, taking out his small knife and stabbing into the creature’s leg. It roars in his face, experiencing a fraction of the pain it inflicted on the human. 

When suddenly, everything goes white. The once dark cave was now illuminated by an invisible light. Every creature other than Ford lost all color. This was the plain in existence that comes forth whenever one makes a deal with a demon. The same backdrop that appeared when Gideon made a deal with Bill. Time was slowed entirely. 

“What the…” Ford looks to his right and sees your body dropped to the ground, unconscious. Instead, your diamond form floated forward. Your eyes were black. You were mad. The same darkness in your form that Bill had. 

You ominously and silently float forward.

“Burn.”

Red flames appear on the beast’s body, lifting it up off of Ford, and then slamming it into the ground a few feet away. The flames began to completely swallow the creature. Its eyes dart around, but it’s unable to move. Then, the flames slowly turn blue. The same blue that Bill had. The monster began to whimper out in pain, feeling the flames. But it was still unable to move. 

Ford watched, his eyes widen with shock and wonder. He just saw your back facing him, as you faced blue flames. You were silent, just eerily floating there. 

“(Y,n).”

His voice muttered. It was hesitant, but insistent. You shift your diamond body back to look at him, and see his gaze shift from you to the monster’s cubs. You realize what he’s trying to say. Although it did so much damage, it was still a creature trying to care for its children. 

Through Ford’s point of view, his eyes fluttered, the pain making him on the verge of passing out. The darkness in your eyes fade, and you reach out to him just as he falls unconscious. Everything went black. 

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       When Ford awoke, he felt droplets of water on his cheeks. At first, he thought it was rain. But then he heard sniffling. His eyes weren’t open yet, he was relying on his other senses. The pain of his injuries were still very much prominent. But he was laying on something semi soft. Not soft enough to be a bed, but warm like one. Then, he realized. He was in someone's arms.

“Please… please wake up…!”

It was your voice. 

“I’m not strong enough to carry you back to the car…!” His eyes began to slowly open. He was outside, definitely. The smell of pine returning to his nose. The sun was beginning to set. It cast a warm glow of orange against the autumn leaves and trees. 

You must’ve dragged him out of the cave, but that’s all you could make it to. 

“No one’s ever been so nice to me before… please wake up…! I-I never got to tell you… I can’t lose you…!”

Your tearful and heartfelt confession kept you from realizing Ford was waking up. He felt his own heart skip a beat. Is it possible you felt the same way he did? He didn’t know what to say, or think. All he could do was mutter,

“You won’t.” 

A soft gasp escapes your lips. You look down and see Ford staring up at you in disbelief. A heated blush spread across your cheeks. There’s an uneven silence between you two. Until Ford lifts his hand shakily and cups your face in his palm. You lean against his touch, not breaking eye contact. The way your eyes shimmered in the sunlight, it made you gradually look prettier in the animation. As if you were prettier in Ford’s eyes. 

“Angel Eyes…”

His thumb gently caressed your cheek. Your heart tugged down toward the man. Your head tilting downward a bit as you continue to cradle him. “Are you okay…?” You ask, smiling with relief. Ford blinks slowly, he felt like he was dreaming. The pain in his chest didn’t compare to a different sensation inside it. 

“I’m okay...” 

Ford’s eyes dart to your lips and back to your eyes. A silent signal. It were as if some invisible force was pushing your heads together. And no, it wasn’t the monster. And soon enough, both your and his lips press together. The two of you close your eyes, and deepen the kiss. His hand never left your face, holding it tenderly. 

It should’ve scared him, what you are. A demon using a meat puppet to walk and talk in this mortal plain. But it didn’t. He embraced it. He welcomed the weirdness. He just wanted you. 

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        Back in the house, Ford was shirtless, his chest and stomach wrapped in white wraps. He sat on the couch, where a first aid kit laid on the side. On the coffee table, was an open sewing kit. The way it wasn’t neat implied it was used recently. Ford was, of course, finishing his research page in his journal on the beast. He smiles and taps his pen against his chin. 

��How does ‘The Invisabeast’ sound?”

He asked, proud of his punny title. You re-enter the frame, holding two mugs of warm tea. A small string sticked out each mug from the tea bag. You set one down on a cup holder next to the sewing kit and sit on the couch. “I think that sounds pretty good. Now, cmon, take a break and drink this. It’s supposed to help your body heal.” You bring the mug up to his lips. But Ford wasn’t done talking. 

“Although it isn’t technically invisible, but using camouflage with its changing skin—“

“Ford.”

“I wonder what type of microbiological input was added, maybe the same in chameleons? Although it must be more diverse because the terra—“

“Stanford—“

“—It’s able to not only change color but match its surroundings itself, almost like a mirror of sorts. So if I include that data with—“

You peck his lips, surprising the male, but not enough to stop his yapping. He just smiles cheerfully, continuing to ramble. “—some cross—“ You kiss him again. Ford’s eyes close halfway as he lazily smiles, still talking. “—species… mm…” He finally gives in and kisses you back, humming against your lips. After a few moments, you pull back and replace your mouth with the mug of tea instead. 

Ford concedes, drinking some of the warm tea. He sucks in some air and then sighs.

 “Ah… here I thought you liked my scientific rambles, (Y,n).” 

He turns his head to you, his tone lighthearted. 

You rest your head against your hand, gazing at him lovingly. “Oh, I do. But I also like you being, Y’know, alive.” You mess with the slight curls in his hair briefly before you say,

“And… call me Angel Eyes. I like that more.” 

Coming from him, it made you feel better than the name you were given. It was certainly better than ‘Eyesore’, a nickname given by Bill.

Ford felt a wonderful sense of pride at that, and he takes your hand with his free one. 

“Okay, Angel Eyes.”

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         Present day, the Ford everyone was more acquainted with, woke up on his lab desk. He sat up, rubbing his head. He lifts his elbow up on the table, resting his upper body against it. He rubs his eyes, an unpleasant expression present on his face. For a while, he just stares at the scribbles of notes on the table. Although it wasn’t the papers he was thinking about. 

But he’d eventually lift his head to look over at a painting of you, tucked away in his lab. The same one Dipper saw before when he came to encode his thoughts. He didn’t know why he still had it. Maybe it was because he was sent to an alternate dimension not long after the breakup. He remains staring at the art piece. There’s no music, no laughter, just tense silence. 

[lazy-neet]

This is a Viktor x V fanfic I wrote recently!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/64364080

Title: Pretty as a picture

After shutting down for the day, he strolls through Misty’s store. She offers him a knowing glance and hopes the date goes well. She is the only person he trusted with his developing feelings for V.

He needed a considerable amount of time to accept everything. She is significantly younger than he is and deserves to meet someone younger, someone who is less damaged.

He felt drawn to her from the moment Jackie first introduced them; eventually, those feelings grew stronger. After Jackie died, V began to spend time much more frequently with him than before.

He considered that perhaps he was merely a stand-in, a person to converse with who could grasp her challenges and suffering. An individual who also missed Jackie and could recount memories together.

After Jackie’s death, she wept frequently during her visits to his shop. He couldn't stand to witness her in that state. He would crumble each time when he witnessed tears streaming down her cheeks.

In the end, she improved, aside from Johnny gradually gaining control over her body. She began to smile once more; the pain wasn't as intense now. They would dine together, share peaceful silence, or even converse for hours.

His emotions intensified, but he couldn't say the same for her. Misty would comfort him, expressing that V held affection for him, assuring him that he wasn't just a replacement. That V truly relished spending time with him. Initially, he found it hard to believe.

His emotions grew increasingly difficult to manage; while patience was usually one of his strengths, it faltered in relation to her. He ultimately found the bravery to invite her out for a date. He recalls the look of joy on her face as she enthusiastically said yes.

Hastily entering his house, he starts to cook a basic meal. She will arrive shortly, and the excitement weaves through his entire body. He's feeling anxious, wondering if this was truly a wise decision considering the situation.

We’re not promised tomorrow, but for her each second is uncertain, but he will always be in his shop, anticipating her return.

Ridding himself of the negative thoughts, he hears a soft tap on the door. When he opens the door, his voice gets stuck in his throat. Captivated by her beauty, he finds it difficult to even say hello to her.

”Hey, Vik. You gonna let me in?” Her voice is playful as she grins softly at him.

He moves aside to allow her in, making an effort to swiftly gather his thoughts and voice.

”Hey, V. You look gorgeous.” Still amazed that she's really standing in front of him.

”Thank you, you don’t look so bad yourself.” She removes her shoes, glancing around his house. She glances back at him. ”I know you said I didn’t have to bring anything, but I picked up some wine just in case.”

He was so captivated he didn't even see the wine bottle initially. He internally chastises himself; she's got him behaving like a teenage boy on his first date.

He grabs the wine bottle from her, expressing gratitude as he returns to the kitchen to serve their meal, asking her to wait for him in the living room.

She insists on helping him as she tags along to the kitchen, a comfortable silence exists between them, with only the clattering of cutlery. It seems as though they have experienced this multiple times already, as if they have been acquainted in the past. Perhaps this was destined to happen.

As they proceed to the living room, they enjoy their meal and sip wine while discussing their day. It feels homely; it's something he never thought he'd have before. Dreams unfolding right in front of him, perhaps this is merely a harsh illusion.

He gazes at her as she smiles, leaning in closer to give him a soft kiss on his cheek, expressing her gratitude for the meal. The heat from her kiss remains.

They exchange yearning glances, aware that they cannot make any promises. Thus, they keep it in their hearts, wishing that one day they can reveal it to each other.

She takes the initiative, extending her hand toward him, directing him to face her completely. She moves in closer, kissing his lips; he allows her to guide, fearing he might spoil this moment. Her hands glide over his chest and arms, leaving soft kisses in their wake.

His patience falters as they exchange a fervent kiss while his tongue invades. Her gasps echo through the space as he draws her on top of him. Her fingers now gliding through his hair. He gazes at her quietly, seeking her approval.

She reacts by removing her shirt and assisting him in taking his off afterward. She tilts back a bit to appreciate him and his tattoos. His hands tightly clutch her hips. His patience gradually fading away.

The chilly air brushes against her pink nipples; he craves a taste. He leans in to engage, alternating as his tongue twirls and softly nibbles each one. Her gentle gasps only encourage him as his arousal intensifies.

He withdraws to gaze at her, giving her a smile as they exchange a fervent kiss again. She stands to remove her pants, leaving herself entirely exposed to him. His piercing stare prompts her to want to hide as her embarrassment increases, but he stops her.

He lifts her up, and she gasps in surprise; taking her to his room, he places her on his bed. He quickly starts to remove his pants, his arousal evident and dripping, his precum faintly shimmering in the dim light.

He observes her biting her lips while she crawls toward him on the bed. He gets closer, his hand glides through her hair, and she gazes up at him while giving his cock a light lick. She moves slowly, running her tongue along his shaft before finally taking him fully inside.

His hand in her hair tightens, gripping firmly while making an effort not to push her head down. He ultimately must pull her head from his cock. Saliva trickles from her mouth, her lips red and puffy, her face rosy. Fuck, he wishes he could express to her how deeply he loves her.

”I'm not as young as I used to be, darling. Can't handle several rounds anymore." His voice falters, eager to place his cock elsewhere.

She reclines on her back, enticing him to her. He kneels on the bed in front of her, longing to feel her embrace, but chooses to reciprocate her kindness. He lightly nibbles her inner thighs, then places a kiss on her wet pussy.

She’s completely soaked, and it’s all for him; he hums contentedly as he savors her entirely. His arms move up, reaching for her breasts until she takes his hands and wraps them in hers. She sprinkles kisses onto his calloused hands while soft whimpers escape her lips.

They exchange a tender gaze before she pleads with him to take her. He distances himself while she parts her lips with one hand, offering him a timid smile. He might have finished right there just from that. She’s a masterpiece, she’s heavenly.

He positions himself at her opening, and as his tip slips inside, his resolve shatters entirely. He pushes fiercely into her, his face pressed against her neck as he fervently kisses one area. Branding her for everyone to see. Her nails gliding across his back as he hisses in blissful agony.

She gazes at him and he perceives only love in her eyes, slightly tinged with sorrow. Words they long to express cannot be spoken, how profoundly it shatters them.

Her walls constrict around him, and he senses his climax approaching. Her screams echo in the room as she sees stars, her nails penetrate his back and he releases within her. He gradually withdraws, ready to rise and grab a towel, but she stops him.

”Lay down with me, I wanna cuddle.” Drowsiness colors her speech; he wouldn’t ever dream to deny her.

He lies down beside her, drawing the blanket to envelop them. She rests her head on his arm and gives him a kiss. He enjoys kissing her, enjoys holding her in his arms. It feels like a sin to love her so. To hold her close knowing she is leaving. He wishes tomorrow would not arrive.

Tonight, they don’t think about Johnny or the impulsive actions she'll need to take. They don’t think about the possibility of her death.

Her eyes finally shut, a slight smile lingering on her lips. He allows tears to fall, as this might be their only night together. He watches her for some time, only her soft breathing audible.

She’s his treasured work of art, and he will always keep her smile locked in a room within his heart.

[handsome-jacks-toy]

Hindsight

"You know Rhysie? I'm so friggin glad you talked me out of that endoskeleton plan."

Jack stands up from his desk, one of two now in the large office, and walks over to Rhys.

"I mean, look at us! I have a new body. You're Co-CEO of Hyperion. And quarterly profits are through the friggin roof baby!"

Rhys chuckles at that. "Yeah Jack, not airlocking half the R&D department every month will do that."

Jack throws his head back and groans. The kid has a point, but it doesn't mean he has to like it.

"Yeah well, I still say the numbskulls had it coming."

~~~

"Aaaand that'll do it."

Jack closes the Hatch on Rhys' arm and gives it a pat for good measure. The kid lifts his arm, inspecting it this way and that.

"What, ya don't trust my handywork cupcake?"

Rhys tilts his head at him. "Nah, it's not that. I'm just, kinda surprised you know how to fix it? I know you're more of a programmer than an engineer."

Jack can't help but laugh at that one.

"Did you forget I used to be code living in your cybernetics pumpkin? The first thing I did when I got access to Hyperion systems was learn how to repair you. Couldn't have you breaking down on me."

"Helps that you got the top of the line stuff too. Holographic palm interface. Echoeye with AR overlay. 200 year internal power supply. The works. Must have cost you a pretty penny."

Rhys slips his shirt back on as he nods, "Yeah, it definitely wasn't cheap. Cost my entire yearly bonus. I was eating instant noodles for months." He shudders at the phantom taste of noodle before looking Jack in the eye.

"It was worth it though. Without it I never would have met you."

~~~

"Hey cupcake, do you remember the time you first trusted me? When you let me into your subsystems?"

Rhys pauses from reviewing the contract and looks over at him. "Yeah, how could I ever forget? It's still the most terrifying, yet exhilarating, thing I've ever done."

"More terrifying than facing down a hoard of bandits and psychos in a race to the death?"

"Oh for sure. I didn't really have a choice. I could watch my friends die, or trust you. And let's be fair, your reputation preceded you. I mean, when you woke up, the first thing you tried to do was strangle me."

Jack couldn't help but grimace at the reminder. He'd never admit it out loud, but there was a lot he regretted about how he'd treated the kid in the early days.

"So why do you ask anyway?

Jack looked back down at the contract he was writing. "Just thinking about how far we've come, you and I. And this business deal were working on feels like that moment. For me it was pure exhilaration. It was then I knew that we could do anything, and I mean anything, if we worked together. We make an amazing team pumpkin."

Jack looked up to see the fond little smile the kid had. He was directing those at him more and more these days.

Jack clapped his hands together. "Alright, no more sappy shit or I'm gonna get a rash. Back to cracking skulls and writing loopholes."

"We're not cracking any skulls Jack."

"Hey, a man can dream can't he?"

~~~

"Wake up Jack. It's time to get up. Today's the big day!"

Jack rolled over and cracked an eye open. Ugh, he'd fallen asleep with the mask on again. Sometimes he wished he hadn't opted for it on his new body, but he just didn't feel like himself without it. The man before the mask was dead and gone, and he wasn't coming back. He was Handsome Jack now.

Rhys snapped him out of his introspection with a small shake to his shoulder. "Jack, come on. You gotta get up. The meeting's in an hour."

Right, the meeting. The most important one of his life. Jack was definitely awake now. As he sat up he realized he could smell greasy goodness wafting in from the kitchen.

Food was one thing he never took for granted anymore. Go for as long as he did without a sense of taste or smell, and you really learn to appreciate the little things.

He padded into the dining room and Rhysie turned and smiled at him.

"I know you were up late working on last minute revisions, so I made you breakfast. I hope bacon and eggs are alright. There's a pot of coffee brewing too."

Jack sat at the table and took it all in. Sometimes he couldn't believe this was his life. He never thought he'd be so domestic again.

"You're a godsend cupcake, you know that? I could just kiss you."

Rhys froze as he was plating the food, before setting it in front of Jack with a smile.

"I'm glad you like it. Now hurry up, we have a busy day"

Jack dug in gleefully. It was the best thing he'd ever tasted.

~~

"Looks like everything's in order. Pleasure doing business with you gentlemen. We'll talk again soon."

Rhysie turned towards him as the holo-call ended, business facade broken. The kid was downright giddy. It was contagious if he was being honest.

"We did it Jack! We really did it! I can't believe it!"

He thought the kid was gonna faint he was so hyped up. Instead he did something Jack never expected. He reached up, grapped his lapels, and pulled him foreward into a kiss.

Jack froze in shock, before melting into it. This was better than anything he'd ever imagined. Rhysie was a surprisingly good kisser. Finally they ran out of breath and pulled away.

"I can't tell you how long I've wanted to do that. Now just felt like the right time. We made this deal together Jack. Can you believe it? Hyperion is now the biggest company in the univer-

*CRASH*

Jack's eye flew left and right, searching for the source of the noise. He couldn't see anything though, and the mic wasn't picking up anything else. It must have just been more wreckage from Helios setting.

Jack hadn't seen another living soul since the crash. It'd been years, and he didn't want to think about how many more it could be.

That daydream was nice though. He wished it hadn't ended there. But he could always start over again. Wasn't like he had much else to do.

He flexed the arm again, trying to reach the eye, but it was a futile effort. Just like every other time. He couldn't help but look again at the scattered remains around him. The eye had long since rotted and fell to the ground. The bones were all he could really see. Everyday, reminded of his greatest mistake.

"God, I miss you Rhys..."

[dragon-in-the-watery-bowl]

A Christmas Sorrow

Some more Akane Survives AU fic, this time with a more festive tone, to fit the month.

The day went by like it had become usual: Waking up, preparing, and eating, breakfast, helping Yuki with the physical therapy, so he can be able to walk again, take a small break, to both rest and be able to eat lunch, continuing the therapy exercises from they left them off, dine, and finally go to sleep.

But she couldn't help but to take a look at the calendar that night.

A year had already went by since the killing game she and Utsuro were sent to do ended.

A year since she destroyed so many lives, all in the name of her beloved master, only to survive through the sacrifices of those she loved.

Why? Why she had to live while they didn't?

Why she had to see Utsuro and Ayame throw away their lives for her to survive?

Was this her punishment mandated by the gods for having enabled Utsuro's fall from grace through her own inaction and fears?

It had to be, because why then she would have been given a second chance to live after everything she did?

She could feel her tears welling on her eyes, but she wasn't going to cry.

Crying wouldn't make her any good at this point.

Wiping her tears with her arm, she went to her bed, and prayed for her dreams to not be haunted by everything she did wrong.

To not be haunted by her own failures.

Sadly, her prayers weren't heard, and she saw their faces once again after closing her eyes.

And the only thing she could see in their eyes was hatred.

Hatred for her.

And for what she did to them.

---

When he woke up, the first thing he noticed was that it was still early in the morning.

The second one was that Sora still hadn't woken up.

He didn't gave it a lot of thought, just assuming that she was more tired than usual, thanks to her nightmares, so he decided to go to the kitchen, and start to make a breakfast for the two of them, only for a noise to stop him right on his tracks.

Crying.

And it was coming from Sora's room.

His curiosity winning over his reason, he scoot closer to the door, realizing in the process that she accidentally left it open last night, and got inside the room, where his suspicions were proven correct.

Sora was having another nightmare.

He wheeled closer to her, debating internally about what he should do, unsure if he should wake her up or not, when she twitched violently and snapped her eyes open.

But he soon realized that, even though her eyes were open, she still hadn't woken up.

And whatever she was seeing in his place, it had to be bad.

He stood completely still, only hearing her desperate, inaudible, mumbles, and deep sobbing, without knowing what to do, when she locked eyes with him, and weakly extended an hand towards him, slurring something that he was barely able to understand:

"Master Utsuro... don't leave..."

It was that name again. The one Sora always repeated like a prayer when she was having a nightmare.

But this was the first time he saw her doing something like this, begging whoever this name belonged to to stay with her.

Once again, he couldn't help but to think about what happened to her in her past, before they first met.

And why she was always repeating that name in her dreams.

Still unsure of what to do, he took her extended hand, staying at her side, and consoling her, until she finally awakes.

At least, like that, she wouldn't be alone in her dreams.

---

The first thing she saw once that terrible nightmare was over was an awake Yuki, who was right at her side, and holding her outstretched hand.

Her brain too scrambled by both the nightmare and exhaustion, she stood still for a short moment, only looking at him until he realized that she was already awake, a realization that made him flush intensely.

Clumsily trying to explain to her why he was there, he immediately left to the kitchen, mentioning something about "having to prepare their breakfast" while almost hitting the wall in his haste to leave.

It was pretty cute.

Once she left the bed, took a shower, and changed to cleaner clothes, she went to the kitchen, where Yuki had already prepared a pair of bowls with some leftover rice from the previous day, and fried eggs, for the both of them.

They had almost finished the good, when she saw Yuki taking a look to the calendar in the kitchen, before telling her what had caught his attention "Oh, it's already Christmas Eve. Do you want to do something today?"

At his question, she gave the calendar a quick glance too, and realized that Yuki was correct. It was December 24th already.

If she was going to be honest, celebrating holidays, and holidays like that one at that, has been something that she barely had the chance to do, neither in her childhood, trapped inside that terrible orphanage, nor when she became Utsuro's servant, thanks to his broken heart not having any space to celebrate anything, so Yuki's inquiry left her pretty surprised.

But that didn't meant that she wasn't interested in his suggestion.

Her ruminating silence didn't lasted long, but it was clearly leaving Yuki nervous, the boy fiddling with his hands and avoiding eye contact with her, a ghost of a blush forming on in his cheeks.

Did he thought that he said something wrong?

She wasn't sure, but it felt like it.

Holding his hands with hers, and letting the contact between the two of them to slowly but surely sooth him, she finally gave him an answer:

"Of course yes"

---

They left the building around midday, trusting in the fact that, with the sun still shining, criminal activity would be lower and they would be safe to stay outside.

And also, because he wanted to eat outside for a chance.

When Sora woke up, snow, or ash, he wasn't sure what it was, thanks to its greyish color, had fell down onto the town, and the streets were now covered with a layer of a greyish something, which would have made using his wheelchair outside impossible, except for the fact that Sora was already prepared for such a situation, securing something that reminded him of the snow chains mom always kept in the car's trunk, if the need arised, onto its wheels.

In response at his surprise at seeing it, she told him that she bought it on a store she found in the town, even though he could see that it actually looked to have been hand-made.

He didn't said anything, however.

She probably had a good reason to not tell him.

The streets were almost empty, he couldn't help but to notice while he and Sora walked around, both of people and of holiday decorations. It was clear that both the Tragedy, and everything that the Ultimate Despair did, and were doing, to keep it, had scarred everyone, one way or another.

Seeing this with his own eyes just made him hate them even more.

They spent some hours just walking around, and looking at the scarse holidays gifts and trinkets in the stores they passed by, until they started to feel hungry, where they immediately came across a fancy-looking, but almost empty, restaurant. After a short second of hesitation, the two of them went inside and asked for a empty table, before waiting for the food they ordered.

It felt a bit too convenient, the restaurant being empty like that, but he didn't said anything.

After all, it had to be just a coincidence, right?

Their stay in the restaurant was a pleasant one for the most part: The food was delicious, and staff was pretty polite, however a bit downcast thanks to the now chaotic state of the world making them find it hard to keep the place afloat. Things only soured up when they were already ready to leave.

Sora had already payed the bill, and they were getting ready to leave, when a couple entered the building, making her stop in her tracks once she noticed their presence.

They looked like your typical pair of friends, one of them having short black hair, and the other having her longer, brunette, hair in a low ponytail, but, when she saw them, he swears that he was able to see something break inside of Sora.

Her eyes became glossy, looking at something beyond the room and barely responding to his voice, staying like that, in that frozen stupor, before she just ran away, not giving him any time to react, only following her once his own shock faded away.

Thankfully, it didn't took long before he found her, sitting in a bench close to the restaurant, hands on her face and sobbing profusely.

He stood still at her side, not knowing what he could do to help her.

Since the say they met, she had been always the one who helped him with his struggles, but now that she was the one struggling, he couldn't do anything.

God, he was useless.

He started to fall into a self-deprecating spiral, only to be ripped out of it, and back to reality, when he felt the distinctive feeling of someone hugging him.

It was Sora.

And she was apologizing to him.

No, she wasn't apologizing to him, she was apologizing to the person in her nightmares.

Utsuro.

She probably was confusing him with them in her stress, but he didn't said anything.

He had a lot of questions, but now it wasn't the time to find the answers for them. If he did it, he knew that it just would hurt Sora more.

Laying his hand over her head, he let her cry onto his chest, and let out all those tears she had for those plaguing her nightmares, whoever they were.

After all, it was the best he could do for her right now.

---

After she was able to calm herself down, and they went back to the apartment, she couldn't help but to apologize for how she just... broke after those two girls entering the restaurant.

Those two girls that reminded her of what she lost.

Yuki's only response to her apologies was to tell her that he just did what she would have done if their roles were to be reversed, before telling her to stop worrying about it when she tried to press on the subject.

The rest of the day was spent mainly in silence, an unseen wariness surrounding, and slowly choking, them.

Feelings caused by the secret she had to keep from him.

She knew that, one day, she would have to tell him the truth, the truth about herself and her true connection with him, but, at the same time, she just couldn't do it.

Because, if she did it, Yuki would hate her forever.

And if he hated her, he would leave her side, leaving him completely defenseless against all the scum hiding in the corners of this now ruined world, that would take that opportunity to fulfill their sick desires through him.

Such a fate for him made her shiver from just thinking about it, driving her desire to protect him right into even further heights, no matter what would be the cost for her.

After all, this was the only way she could make up for everything she did to him as "Akane Taira".

And everything she did as a Ultimate Despair.

Their, honestly late, dinner was spent like the rest of the evening, in complete silence, before Yuki left for bed, leaving her alone with her half-eaten food.

The entire incident in the restaurant had completely killed her appetite, so she decided to leave the food back to the fridge, in the case of her being able to feel hungry again by the next day, before she took a look at the windows, and into the streets below.

Yellowish hues coming from the streetlights blended into the the blinding, and ever-changing, colors from the scarse decorative lights decorating windows and balconies, combined with the sound of voices down below, were a sign of how, with Junko Enoshima gone and the world finally having a symbol of hope to believe in, people were finally starting to heal from the horrors from the Tragedy, even if the Ultimate Despair was still alive and out there, waiting for the moment to strike again.

Looking at them, she couldn't help but to think about one thing:

Would she be able to heal from her pain too someday?

She didn't knew the answer for that question, and, if she was being honest, didn't wanted it either.

Because after all, with every horrible thing she did to win Utsuro's love, did she really deserved to heal from all this pain?

Trying to not think about it too much, she turned her head towards the door to Yuki's room, where he was now surely sleeping soundly.

She didn't knew why, but, in that moment, she couldn't help but to think about his smiling face.

An expression born from the gratitude towards someone he would never truly know.

It was painful, so painful, to see the person who was the perfect mirror image of Utsuro smiling so brightly at her, the person who ruined his life, but, at the same time, it was strangely comforting.

Maybe she felt like that because of that physical semblance Yuki and Utsuro shared.

Or maybe, it was because of the fact that, after everything she did in the past, she was finally doing the right thing for once.

Either way, she still had a duty to perform:

To take care of, and protect, Yuki Maeda until the day he could be able to once again walk on his two feet.

She had a lot of regrets and sins weighting her down, and what she did to Yuki, and his family, to give Utsuro a chance to infiltrate Hope's Peak Academy at Junko's orders was the heaviest of them all.

So she was going to do everything in her power to fix this sin of hers.

And she wasn't going to let anything stop her from doing it.

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This is a Genya Shinazugawa x OC (Gideon Azulyss) MLM Fic 🏳️‍🌈

AN/ this took me all day, coming back in spurts. Bleh. Anyway heres a rollercoaster of my own design-

CW/ Sexual reference, Hurt/Comfort, Light references to trauma, strong language.

Word count: 2,554

The Demons We Face | Chapter 12, Pajamas

Preview:

From where Genya was laying, the mohawked boy battled internally with the things that have protected him this far in life. Above all odds, Gideon had become someone he cared deeply for in a short amount of time. He was kind, and a small part of him felt healed, being able to cry without shame in the other boy's arms. But that in itself was dangerous. Gideon could be ripped from him at any moment like the majority of his family were. He could fuck something up, lost in his grief and guilt and every un-pretty thing inside of him and unintentionally push Gideon away… 

The silver haired boy was carefully, tactfully convincing Genya to allow his walls to be lowered, but the walls were what had kept him alive and… 

Parts of him were still so unsure. 

The nice thing about the butterfly mansion was the feeling of safety within the walls and gardens. Surrounded by wisteria trees, it was a safe haven and no one who dwelled here needed to worry about demonic activity after dark. 

The boys finished up their meals, thanking Aoi before wandering out of the dining area. Genya looked back to Gideon, who had followed behind. The silver haired boy’s attention went to the nearest window to the outside, and he noted the clear sky. 

He'd gotten into the habit over the last bit of time of wandering outside with tea in hand, wanting to bathe in the moonlight when possible on the engawa. However, with Genya's arrival, things could shift. He smiled softly as he turned, just in time to face Genya who had moved to see what he was looking at. 

Verdant eyes flashed with happy surprise and his smile bloomed into something more joyous as he met Genya's gaze. He was so happy to see him again, and he still hadn't quite registered that this wasn't just one of his lucid dreams. 

“So partner, where to now?~” Gideon asked him, his voice light. 

Genya had looked into his eyes as he turned, but noticed that Gideon had been gazing out the far window. “Well… were you wanting to go that way?” He asked, nodding towards the side of the building where the window was. 

Gideon shrugged. “I don't have to, I just liked sitting outside with tea in the evenings is all.”

He slipped his hand into Genya's. “I'd much rather spend time with you, if you're up for it. Are you tired?” 

Genya yawned as he asked, and it caused Gideon to yawn as well. Genya chuckled a little. “I wouldn't be opposed to settling in. But I've missed you and I want to catch up. Let's go sit outside with tea.”

It was then that Gideon noticed Genya's demeanor. He definitely looked exhausted from travel. Genya began to wander back to the kitchen but Gideon stopped him gently. 

“We can sit together outside another night. Let's get tea and settle in.” Gideon gave him a warm, reassuring smile, and then followed him in so they could start a kettle together. 

Another yawn from Genya, and just as he was about to protest. Gideon gave him a knowing smirk, and Genya conceded. “Alright.” 

As they prep and wait for the water to boil, Gideon pulls Genya in to hold him softly. His arms wrap around his waist and he looks up into his eyes. 

“I imagine you probably want your bed after the long journey. Would you mind going to my quarters first, so I can change clothes? Then we can sleep in your room.” 

Genya nods, agreeing to the plan and giving a small, tired smile. 

Gideon waits a moment, and then smirks as he looks at Genya. “And by sleep, I mean I'll wait until you're sleeping, and then I'll talk to your trees~” 

Genya grins and shakes his head. “How will you do that without waking me?”

“I'll whisper. I'm a champion at whispering.” 

“...How are you going to get out of my arms to do this?” 

“It's a challenge I'm willing to calculate for.”

“Alright, it's settled then. I'm laying on top of you.”

Gideon gasps, and then laughs. “You'll crush me!!” 

Genya takes the kettle off of the fire. “Nah. Mattress will help you not be crushed you'll live~”

“Don't underestimate how crafty I can be. Just because you flustered me and I stopped moving last time doesn't mean I can't escape now.”

Genya flashes him a very playful but devious grin. “Is that what happened? I think I can fluster you again. Keep you in your place. Under me~”

Gideon freezes and his face turns beet red. He stammers, grasping at any comeback he can but fuck, the image- 

And Genya knows he's won, so he revels in the aftermath as the silver haired boy falters beside him. He carefully pours tea for the both of them. 

Genya glances over and hands Gideon a tea cup. “I must have really got you; were you unprepared?~” 

Gideon gives a little flustered laugh and nods. “Y-yeah, damn. Congrats.”

Genya carefully inches over to him and kisses his forehead, but then shifts to whisper in his ear: “You're so cute when you're flustered~” 

Gideon squirms, almost dropping his tea cup. He's somehow more red now with that and he looks up at Genya as he pulls back. 

“How was that? Am I on level with you, whispering champion?~”

“You're such a tease, Genya.” Such a tease and it was almost unfair. Though Gideon supposed, if he'd struck the first fluster blow, it'd be about the same. 

There was another element to this though. Even if Gideon could fight back on any ground at this moment… The victorious grin on Genya's face was one of the hottest things the silver haired boy had ever seen. Confident Genya was incredibly sexy. 

So this battle would go to Genya, but not without some spoils being obtained by Gideon. 

“I only tease you because I like you,” Genya assured. “Now… come on. Let's get you into jammies.” 

Gideon smirked. He called them ‘jammies?’ Adorable. 

But Genya had called them jammies for a while prior. When he helped his younger siblings get ready for bed, they all called them jammies. Even Sanemi would call them that. 

Honestly, it was the context that caused him to call them jammies in front of Gideon though. Genya was opening up to Gideon in new ways over time. This was one of them, an endearing term that he'd likely not be caught dead saying to anyone else in the present.

They made it to Gideon’s room. Opening the door, the room already smelled pleasantly like lavender. Gideon took an appreciative inhale in to bask in the calming scent, releasing it slowly. 

Genya looked around his room. On his walls, Gideon had hung up sketches of things and places he'd found. Genya admired one drawing in particular, of a Rhinoceros Beetle. 

It reminded him of Sanemi a little. His older brother loved rhinoceros beetles. He thought back fondly to earlier in their childhood together when he'd catch them, bring them in the house to show mother, and then be told to release them. Genya would often come with on the hunts, and he'd also follow Sanemi back to the woods when it was time to say goodbye to the beetle friend. 

In the time that they'd entered and Genya had reminisced, Gideon had changed into a comfortable sleep kimono. He crept behind Genya and looked to the drawing he was admiring. 

“Do you like beetles?” He asked him softly. He'd sensed from Genya's silence that he was deep in thought, and sought not to disturb him too much by entering. He stood on his toes to rest his chin on Genya's shoulder and wrapped his arms around his waist from behind.. 

“Yeah… but my brother loves them especially. We used to go out and look for these kinds of beetles all the time.” 

Gideon listens to him carefully, giving him space to share. A moment of silence passes and Gideon releases Genya from behind. “I think they're pretty neat beetles. He was fun to draw.” 

He goes to the drawing and unpins it from the wall, handing it carefully to Genya. “You should have it. It reminds you of good things, right?” 

Genya's eyes widened. “I can't- it's your art, you probably worked hard on it… I can't possibly take it from you.”

“I'm giving it to you. I can always draw more.” He places it in Genya's hands and gently presses his hand over Genya's. “You'll likely give me more material, and more inspiration to draw. Plus, you gave me a gift and I want to give one back.”

Genya begins to tear up slightly. Gideon places a reassuring hand on his shoulder and leans in to kiss his cheek softly. 

“It's okay, Genya. You're… you're hurting from something, aren't you? If you ever want to talk about it, I'll listen to you. I'm here.” His words were careful, just like his touch. 

Genya wraps his arms around him. The pain in his chest lessens just slightly, and Gideon rubs his back slowly. The tears come despite him wanting to hold them in and he hides his face in Gideon’s shoulder.

“S-sorry-” he managed. It came out as a small choke. 

“You have nothing to apologize for. You're allowed to cry. Here…” 

Gideon gently leads them over to his bed so Genya can lay down, and he crawls in beside him. “I'll hold you. If you fall asleep it's okay.” 

“O-okay,” he said, hiding his face in Gideon’s chest as he cried. As promised, Gideon held him close, keeping his breathing steady and gently, rhythmically, petting through Genya's soft hair. After about ten minutes… Genya had calmed. 

Gideon pulled back slightly after his breathing evened out to see if he'd fallen asleep. He hadn't, and he looked up at Gideon with a sniffle, his eyes slightly puffy.

“How are you feeling, darling?” Gideon cooed to him.

Genya blinked softly to adjust to the light in Gideon's room. “...Really tired actually.” 

Gideon nodded. It was to be expected. Sometimes a good cry could make one feel tired once everything finished up. He looked at Genya's uniform.

“Are you still wanting to go to your room? You'd probably feel better… being able to clean up a bit and change into pajamas.” He reached up to push some of Genya's hair from his face. “If you don't want to move, you can borrow something of mine if you'd like.”

Genya looked into Gideon’s eyes. The day was catching up with him. Hell. The *mission,* the past *month* was catching up with him. He couldn't mentally fathom moving right now. 

“Could I please borrow something?” He asked, feeling somewhat pathetic that he couldn't even bear to go down the hall to his own room. 

But Gideon smiled warmly at him. “Of course. Let me grab clothes for you.” He pulled away from Genya carefully, not wanting to jostle him. 

Going over to his closet, he pulled out pajamas for Genya to borrow. 

For all that Gideon had been through, he'd learned to parent himself pretty well. He didn't subscribe to his parents’ version of love, and while he appreciated the elderly couple who took him in out of kindness, they weren't super well equipped to handle his emotions. That's what he thought anyway. He had to regulate himself without snuffing himself out, otherwise he was certain he'd be left. Tossed out again for not adding up. If his parents could do it, anyone could. 

And so he parented himself; the only person who'd be there for him at the end of the day without fail. 

But… he knew that people needed each other. The world was fucked up, and people could be ripped from his grasp at any moment. But… It wasn't an excuse to isolate himself. He could show people kindness, he could be strong for those who needed help. It's why he joined the corps. 

From where Genya was laying, the mohawked boy battled internally with the things that have protected him this far in life. Above all odds, Gideon had become someone he cared deeply for in a short amount of time. He was kind, and a small part of him felt healed, being able to cry without shame in the other boy's arms. But that in itself was dangerous. Gideon could be ripped from him at any moment like the majority of his family were. He could fuck something up, lost in his grief and guilt and every un-pretty thing inside of him and unintentionally push Gideon away… 

The silver haired boy was carefully, tactfully convincing Genya to allow his walls to be lowered, but the walls were what had kept him alive and… 

Parts of him were still so unsure. 

When Gideon came back to the bed and handed Genya a set of PJs, Genya shifted and changed into them rather unceremoniously. Gideon helped by collecting Genya's clothing and setting them nearly on the nearby chair. 

“Gideon…”

“Yeah?” 

“...Why… Do you want me?” 

Gideon felt the pain in the question. Genya was avoiding eye contact as well. Gideon sat on the bed beside him and took his hand gently. 

“There are so many reasons I want you, Genya.” He pauses to squeeze his hand. “I sense that you're an incredibly kind, loving person and I would love nothing more than to experience things alongside you, and *with* you. You're… the most beautiful person I've met. The strongest person, too.”

Gideon tucked a little to try to look him in the eyes with a smile.

“You scared the *shit* out of me at first but as I got to know you … I realized that you have your walls up a lot. I'm grateful that you let me in, and it's that act and all of the ways that you continue to allow me in that make me want you more. Everything I get to learn about you… everything that is you, is precious to me.” 

Genya listened to him speak, feeling his anxiety ease. He looks up to meet Gideon’s gaze and Gideon cups his cheek. 

“Is that alright?” He asks softly.

Genya nods to him, a small smile gracing his face. 

Gideon stands and scoops Genya into a hug from the side of the bed. “You're amazing,” he cooed into Genya's ear. It was muffled slightly into his shoulder. 

“I think you're pretty amazing too, Gideon.” 

Genya squeezes Gideon and pulls him into the bed with him. “Now… c’mere, and let me squish you.” 

Genya grins as Gideon flails, laughing in his strong hold. “Genya, no!!” 

“Genya, yes,” he says, easily rolling so Gideon is under him. Gideon squeals and hides his face in his hands, but Genya simply yawns and forces himself under Gideon’s arms. 

“I'd wrestle with you more but I'm super tired,” he says sleepily into Gideons ear, smirking as Gideon squirms under his weight. 

“Goodnight Gideon~” 

“GENYA YOU'RE SQUISHING MY ORGANS-”

“What's that you say? You want me to squish your organs?”

“HNNNG NO-”

Genya grins big as he brings all of his limbs in to squish Gideon under him, laughing quietly as Gideon tries as hard as he can to wriggle free and stops out of exhaustion. 

“Is this my life now? Is this what having a boyfriend is gonna be like?”

Genya shifts so that he's nose to nose with Gideon. “Absolutely it is,” he said, smirking before stealing a kiss from Gideon's lips and ultimately releasing him. He shifts over to the wall side of the bed, waiting for Gideon to settle into a comfy position before he cuddles him.

Gideon reaches to turn his lamp off, slipping under the blanket and inviting Genya to do the same on his side. He lays down, feeling Genya's arms wrap protectively around him as he scoots to be flush with him. Genya sticks his nose right into Gideon’s hair, breathing in and out in contentment. 

They say their goodnights, and drift off to sleep at the same time as one another.

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Note: Prices may vary depending on the floor, facing, and block. Please contact for latest pricing & offers.

1 BHK (678 – 750 sq. ft.): Starting from ₹55 Lakhs*

2 BHK (1009 – 1058 sq. ft.): Starting from ₹85 Lakhs*

Price per Sq. Ft.: Approximately ₹7,500 – ₹8,000 per sq. ft. Booking Amount: ₹1 Lakh onwards Possession Date: Phase-wise delivery; ready-to-move-in options available for some towers.

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1 BHK Floor Plan: Carpet Area: ~450–500 sq. ft. Highlights: Open kitchen, attached balcony, natural lighting.

2 BHK Floor Plan: Carpet Area: ~700–750 sq. ft. Highlights: Master bedroom with en-suite, separate dining/living area, large balcony.

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Crèche / Daycare Center

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Children’s Play Area

Badminton & Tennis Courts

Co-working Spaces for Remote Professionals

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Kirloskar Business Park – 20 mins

RMZ Infinity – 25 mins

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Vidyashilp Academy

Delhi Public School

Reva University

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Aster CMI Hospital

Columbia Asia Hospital

Motherhood Hospital

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Elements Mall

Esteem Mall

RMZ Galleria

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“The Zen theme is not just a marketing gimmick – it truly reflects in the design and ambiance.”

“Perfect for working professionals near Manyata Tech Park. Very peaceful and clean.”

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Your Guide to Cook Islands Muri Beach Accommodation

Muri Beach is one of the most sought-after destinations in the Cook Islands. Nestled on the southeast coast of Rarotonga, this stunning stretch of shoreline is known for its powdery white sand, crystal-clear lagoon, and breathtaking views of the offshore motus. Whether you are looking for a romantic getaway, a fun-filled family escape, or a solo retreat, Muri Beach offers a variety of accommodation options to suit every traveller during their Cook Islands holiday.

This vibrant part of the island is brimming with restaurants, cafes, and bars, offering everything from traditional Cook Islands cuisine to international favourites. The night markets provide an excellent opportunity to sample local dishes, while the beachfront bars make for the perfect spot to enjoy a cocktail as the sun sets. Muri Beach is also a hub for water activities, with plenty of opportunities for snorkelling, paddleboarding, and lagoon cruises. The convenience of the island’s bus service makes it easy to explore other parts of Rarotonga from this central location.

If you are planning a stay on Muri Beach during your Cook Islands travels, here are some of the best accommodation options, all of which you can book through Spacifica Travel.

Cook Islands Muri Beach Accommodation

Best for Couples: Nautilus Resort

For an intimate and luxurious stay, Nautilus Resort is a top choice for couples seeking a romantic escape. This boutique beachfront property offers stunning Polynesian-inspired villas, each with a private plunge pool and direct access to the lagoon. Guests can enjoy fine dining at the on-site restaurant or unwind with a treatment at the tranquil spa. With its serene setting and impeccable service, Nautilus Resort is an ideal retreat for honeymooners or couples looking to reconnect.

Best for Families: Pacific Resort Rarotonga

Families looking for a balance of relaxation and adventure will find Pacific Resort Rarotonga a perfect match. This award-winning resort offers spacious beachfront and garden villas, providing plenty of room for the whole family. The resort’s complimentary kids’ club keeps younger guests entertained with a range of activities, while parents can take advantage of the beachfront bar and lagoon excursions. With its prime location on Muri Beach, this resort makes it easy for families to enjoy everything the island has to offer.

Best for Budget Travellers: Muri Beachcomber

Travellers seeking a comfortable yet affordable stay will love Muri Beachcomber. This laid-back property offers self-contained units with kitchen facilities, making it a great option for those who prefer to prepare their own meals. Guests can enjoy complimentary kayaks, snorkelling gear, and paddleboards, making it easy to explore the stunning lagoon. The friendly atmosphere and convenient location near Muri’s night markets and cafes make Muri Beachcomber an excellent choice for budget-conscious travellers.

Best for Luxury Seekers: Te Manava Luxury Villas & Spa

For those looking to indulge, Te Manava Luxury Villas & Spa offers a secluded and exclusive escape. Each private villa features modern amenities, a private pool, and stunning views of the lagoon. The self-catering concept allows guests to enjoy ultimate privacy while still having access to world-class spa treatments and five-star service. With its blend of elegance and island charm, Te Manava is the epitome of luxury on Muri Beach.

Best for Solo Travellers: Muri Beach Hotel

Solo travellers looking for a peaceful yet social stay will appreciate Muri Beach Hotel. This small and welcoming property offers traditional Polynesian-style bungalows with easy access to the beach. The relaxed atmosphere, communal spaces, and proximity to Muri’s vibrant dining and entertainment scene make it an ideal spot for those looking to meet fellow travellers or simply unwind in paradise.

Plan Your Stay on Muri Beach

Muri Beach is a dream destination for any traveller, offering stunning scenery, vibrant local culture, and an variety of accommodation options. Whether you are looking for a luxury retreat, a family-friendly resort, or a budget-friendly escape, you will find the perfect place to stay. Explore Cook Islands holiday packages and start planning your tropical getaway with Spacifica Travel by contacting us today!

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Emaar Golf Hillside Dubai: Luxury Apartments, Residence Villas & Townhouses

Nestled in the heart of one of Dubai’s most prestigious communities, Emaar Golf Hillside redefines luxury living with its exquisite blend of modern design and serene surroundings. Whether you’re dreaming of a chic apartment, a spacious residence villa, or a stylish townhouse, Golf Hillside at Dubai Hills Estate promises a lifestyle that seamlessly merges sophistication with tranquility. Developed by the renowned Emaar Properties, this residential masterpiece stands as a testament to architectural brilliance and thoughtful planning, making it a coveted address in the city.

A Prime Location: Emaar Golf Hillside Location

The Emaar Golf Hillside location is nothing short of strategic perfection. Situated within Emaar Dubai Hills Estate, this development offers residents the best of both worlds—proximity to Dubai’s bustling urban hubs and a peaceful retreat amidst lush greenery. Just a short drive from Downtown Dubai and Dubai Marina, Golf Hillside Dubai ensures effortless connectivity via major roads like Al Khail Road. Whether you’re heading to the iconic Burj Khalifa, Dubai Hills Mall, or the international airport, everything is within reach. The upcoming Etihad Rail and Dubai Metro expansions will further enhance accessibility, making this location a future-proof investment.

What truly sets Golf Hillside Dubai Hills Estate apart is its breathtaking backdrop. Overlooking the pristine fairways of the Dubai Hills Golf Club, residents wake up to sweeping views of rolling greens and a skyline dotted with iconic landmarks. This fusion of nature and urbanity creates an unparalleled living experience that’s both rejuvenating and inspiring.

Luxurious Living Options at Golf Hillside by Emaar

Golf Hillside by Emaar caters to diverse tastes with its range of residences. The development features premium 1, 2, and 3-bedroom apartments, each designed to maximize space, natural light, and comfort. Floor-to-ceiling windows frame stunning golf course vistas, while open-plan layouts and high-end finishes elevate the interiors. For those seeking more space, the residence villas and townhouses at Emaar Golf Hillside offer expansive living areas, private gardens, and a sense of exclusivity that’s hard to match.

Every detail in these homes reflects Emaar’s commitment to quality. From sleek kitchens equipped with modern appliances to serene bedrooms that prioritize relaxation, Golf Hillside Dubai delivers a living experience that’s both functional and luxurious. The neutral-toned finishes and sustainable materials not only enhance aesthetics but also align with eco-conscious living standards.

World-Class Amenities

Living at Golf Hillside at Dubai Hills Estate means indulging in a lifestyle enriched by top-tier amenities. The elevated podium deck is a highlight, featuring an infinity pool that blends seamlessly with the horizon, a state-of-the-art fitness center, and a children’s play area that keeps the little ones entertained. Residents can unwind in the multipurpose room or socialize over a barbecue in the communal spaces. Beyond the development, the broader Emaar Dubai Hills Estate offers access to parks, jogging trails, and the renowned Dubai Hills Mall—a hub of shopping, dining, and entertainment.

For golf enthusiasts, the proximity to the 18-hole championship golf course is a dream come true. It’s not just a sport here; it’s a way of life, with the club’s facilities adding an extra layer of leisure to the Golf Hillside Dubai experience.

Investment Potential and Emaar Golf Hillside Price

The Emaar Golf Hillside price reflects its premium offerings, with starting prices for apartments at AED 1.47 million, scaling up to AED 3.6 million for larger units. Flexible payment plans, such as the investor-friendly 80/20 option, make ownership accessible, with 80% paid during construction and 20% upon completion in December 2028. This pricing, combined with the development’s prime location and Emaar’s stellar reputation, positions Golf Hillside by Emaar as a smart investment. The area boasts a strong return on investment, with rental yields and capital appreciation potential drawing savvy buyers.

Why Choose Emaar Golf Hillside?

Emaar Golf Hillside isn’t just a place to live—it’s a statement of style, comfort, and prestige. Whether you’re a professional seeking a modern apartment, a family craving a spacious villa, or an investor eyeing long-term value, Golf Hillside Dubai Hills Estate delivers. With its unbeatable location, luxurious residences, and world-class amenities, this development embodies the essence of Dubai’s evolving skyline—a perfect harmony of nature and innovation.

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Arvind The Park: The Ultimate Luxury Destination

In today’s fast-paced world, finding a home that blends luxury, comfort, connectivity and tranquility is no longer a dream—it’s a reality at Arvind The Park. Set against the serene backdrop of Lingadeeragollahalli, Village, Kundana Hobli, Devanahalli, Bangalore, Karnataka 562110, this project represents the epitome of modern luxury living. Whether you’re seeking peace of mind, a stylish retreat, or an investment that grows with time, Arvind The Park Devanahalli is the address you’ve been searching for.

Crafted by the renowned Arvind SmartSpaces, Arvind The Park Bangalore offers a blend of sophistication, elegance and functionality. With 3, 4 & 5 BHK luxury apartments, the development is not just a place to live—it’s a lifestyle you deserve.

Arvind The Park About Experience True Grandeur Every Day

Arvind The Park is more than just a residential project—it’s a vision brought to life. Each detail has been thoughtfully planned to provide an unparalleled living experience. From world-class architecture to top-of-the-line materials and finishes, the project offers everything you’d expect from a premium lifestyle destination.

When you walk into Arvind The Park Apartments, you’re not just entering a building—you’re stepping into a world that’s been designed with you in mind. Every inch of space has been planned to offer comfort, elegance and a sense of belonging.

Arvind The Park Location The New Epicenter of Elegant Living

Location is one of the most crucial aspects of a great home and Arvind The Park Location ticks every box. Located in the fast-developing zone of Devanahalli, this project offers easy access to key destinations while offering the calm and peace of suburban living.

Why Devanahalli is the Perfect Address:

Proximity to Kempegowda International Airport

Seamless access to NH 44 and Bellary Road

Close to Aerospace SEZs, Business Parks and IT Corridors

Nearby schools, hospitals, shopping malls and restaurants

Upcoming Namma Metro connectivity for a seamless commute

Future-ready infrastructure and immense potential for growth

With its growing importance in Bangalore’s real estate landscape, Arvind The Park Devanahalli offers not just a home, but a prime investment opportunity.

Arvind The Park Apartments Elegance in Every Corner

Designed with precision and care, Arvind The Park Apartments are a true reflection of modern design and luxury living. Whether you’re looking for a compact yet spacious 3 BHK or an ultra-lavish 5 BHK, there’s something here for everyone.

Apartment Options:

3 BHK Ideal for small families or working professionals who appreciate comfort with style

4 BHK A perfect blend of luxury and spaciousness for growing families

5 BHK For those who prefer a regal lifestyle with maximum space and elite design

Each home offers generous living areas, well-designed kitchens, serene balconies, premium fittings and ample natural light—making every day feel extraordinary.

Arvind The Park Floor Plan Smart Designs for Modern Lifestyles

One of the standout features of this development is its intelligently crafted Arvind The Park Floor Plan. Each layout has been curated to enhance flow, functionality and aesthetics.

Key Floor Plan Highlights:

Grand living and dining spaces

Spacious master bedrooms with ensuite bathrooms

Modular kitchen designs with ample storage

Dedicated utility and maid’s quarters (in selected units)

Large balconies for fresh air and views

Optimum use of space without clutter

The planning ensures there’s room for everything you love—be it entertaining guests, family bonding, or enjoying solitude.

Arvind The Park Amenities An Elevated Lifestyle Awaits

When you choose Arvind The Park Bangalore, you’re not just choosing a home—you’re choosing a community filled with world-class features. The Arvind The Park Amenities are designed to offer a balanced lifestyle with wellness, recreation, fitness and socializing.

Top-Notch Amenities Include:

Swimming Pool Relax and rejuvenate

State-of-the-Art Gymnasium Stay fit in style

Multipurpose Clubhouse For events, parties and gatherings

Children’s Play Area Safe, joyful play zones

Jogging and Walking Track Wellness every day

Meditation & Yoga Lawn Inner peace in nature’s lap

Indoor Games Room Entertainment without leaving your home

Community Hall Celebrate your special moments

Senior Citizen Zone Comfort for elders

24x7 Security with CCTV Surveillance Peace of mind always

Landscaped Gardens & Water Features Visual serenity in every corner

These thoughtful additions make life not just comfortable, but deeply fulfilling.

Arvind The Park Price Luxury That Matches Your Aspirations

Despite offering a world of exclusivity and elegance, Arvind The Park Price is competitive and offers immense value for money. Whether you're a first-time buyer, a seasoned investor, or a luxury seeker, the pricing structure caters to all segments.

Price Overview:

3 BHK: Starts from ₹XX Crores

4 BHK: Starts from ₹XX Crores

5 BHK: Starts from ₹XX Crores

(Note: Prices are subject to change. For accurate figures, check Arvind The Park Contact Us details.)

Considering the location, amenities, design and builder reputation, this is a premium deal you won’t want to miss.

Arvind The Park Contact Us Let’s Help You Find Your Dream Home

If you’re interested in exploring what Arvind The Park Bangalore has to offer, don’t hesitate to get in touch with our expert team. We’re here to guide you through the booking process, provide brochures, schedule site visits and answer every query you have.

Contact Information:

Feel free to visit the project site or schedule a virtual walkthrough today.

Why Arvind The Park Devanahalli is Your Ultimate Luxury Destination

Here’s why this project is worth every bit of your attention:

Reputed Developer Arvind SmartSpaces

Premium Construction Quality & Interiors

Exceptional Connectivity and Location Value

World-Class Amenities and Facilities

High Return on Investment (ROI)

Safe, Family-Friendly Community Environment

Who Should Invest in Arvind The Park Bangalore?

Young Professionals seeking modern homes near workplace hubs

Families looking for comfort, space and quality

NRIs eyeing investment-worthy properties

Retirees seeking peaceful luxury living

Investors targeting long-term value appreciation

FAQs Your Questions, Answered

1. What is unique about Arvind The Park?

The project offers a blend of luxury homes, a serene location, premium amenities and high appreciation potential, making it a class apart.

2. Are there schools and hospitals near Arvind The Park Location?

Yes, several reputed schools, hospitals and other essential services are just a few minutes away.

3. Is this a good project for investment?

Absolutely. Arvind The Park Devanahalli is located in a high-growth zone and offers excellent rental and resale value.

4. What is the project’s RERA status?

The project is fully RERA-approved, ensuring transparency and safety for homebuyers.

5. Can I schedule a site visit before booking?

Yes, you can book a site visit through Arvind The Park Contact Us section or get a virtual walkthrough.

Conclusion: Make Arvind The Park Your Next Big Move

Luxury, convenience and elegance come together beautifully at Arvind The Park. It’s not just about living in a premium home—it’s about upgrading your life. Whether you’re buying your first dream home or making a smart investment, Arvind The Park Bangalore is a destination worth every consideration.

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Choosing the Best Hotel Management College in Jaipur for a Successful Career

The hospitality industry is booming worldwide, and India is no exception. With the increasing demand for skilled professionals, a career in hotel management has become one of the most sought-after choices among students. Jaipur, known as the Pink City of India, is a prime destination for students aspiring to enter the hospitality and cruise industry. If you are looking for the best hotel management college in Jaipur, you need to consider various factors like infrastructure, faculty, placement opportunities, and industry exposure.

Why Choose a Career in Hotel and Cruise Management?

Hotel and cruise management are dynamic fields that offer exciting career opportunities. Whether you dream of managing luxury hotels, fine-dining restaurants, or working on international cruise liners, a degree in hotel and cruise management can open numerous doors for you. Jaipur is home to several reputed institutions that provide specialized courses in hospitality, preparing students for global opportunities.

Top Features of a Hotel Management College in Jaipur

If you want to enroll in a hotel management college in Jaipur, consider the following features to ensure the best education and career prospects:

1. Industry-Oriented Curriculum

A well-structured curriculum that includes both theoretical and practical aspects of hotel management is essential. The best colleges in Jaipur offer courses covering food production, front office operations, housekeeping, beverage management, and hospitality marketing. Many institutions also provide specialized training in cruise management college in Jaipur, allowing students to explore international career options.

2. Experienced Faculty

Learning from industry experts can make a huge difference in shaping your career. Top hospitality colleges in Jaipur employ experienced faculty members who have worked in leading hotels and cruise lines worldwide. Their guidance helps students develop practical skills and knowledge required in the competitive hospitality sector.

3. State-of-the-Art Infrastructure

Practical training is a crucial part of hotel and cruise management education. Leading hotel management colleges in Jaipur offer world-class infrastructure, including well-equipped kitchens, model hotel rooms, food and beverage training labs, and computer labs for reservation management. These facilities help students gain hands-on experience before stepping into the real world.

4. Internship and Placement Opportunities

One of the most important aspects of selecting a hotel management college in Jaipur is its placement record. Top colleges have tie-ups with reputed hotels, restaurants, and cruise lines, ensuring students get internships and job opportunities at prestigious organizations. Many students from Jaipur’s hospitality institutes secure placements with leading hotel chains and international cruise companies.

5. Global Exposure and Industry Collaborations

Many reputed cruise management colleges in Jaipur have collaborations with international hospitality brands. These partnerships allow students to gain global exposure through exchange programs, workshops, and internships in foreign countries. Learning from international professionals enhances students' knowledge and increases their employability in the global market.

Best Career Opportunities After Completing Hotel and Cruise Management

Once you graduate from a hotel management college in Jaipur, you can explore a variety of career options in the hospitality industry. Some of the top job roles include:

1. Hotel Manager

Hotel managers are responsible for overseeing the daily operations of a hotel, ensuring customer satisfaction, managing staff, and maintaining profitability.

2. Front Office Manager

Front office managers handle guest relations, reservations, and front desk operations. They play a key role in ensuring smooth check-in and check-out experiences for guests.

3. Food and Beverage Manager

This role involves managing restaurant operations, menu planning, food quality control, and ensuring excellent dining experiences for guests.

4. Cruise Line Manager

If you are interested in working in the luxury cruise industry, enrolling in a cruise management college in Jaipur can prepare you for roles such as cruise director, hospitality manager, or food and beverage supervisor on international cruise ships.

5. Event and Banquet Manager

Event managers plan and execute corporate events, weddings, and large gatherings. Banquet managers oversee catering and event management services at hotels and resorts.

6. Travel and Tourism Executive

Graduates with a hotel and cruise management background can also work in travel agencies, airline hospitality, and luxury tourism services.

How to Choose the Right Hotel and Cruise Management College in Jaipur?

Choosing the right hotel management college in Jaipur is crucial for your career. Here are a few tips to help you make the best decision:

1. Research the College’s Reputation

Look for colleges with strong academic records, positive student reviews, and good industry recognition.

2. Check Accreditation and Affiliations

Ensure the college is affiliated with recognized universities and approved by government bodies.

3. Explore the Campus and Facilities

Visit the campus or check online for details about infrastructure, faculty, and training facilities.

4. Speak to Alumni and Current Students

Connecting with alumni can provide insights into the college’s placement opportunities and industry exposure.

5. Consider Placement and Internship Records

A good hotel management college in Jaipur should have strong placement support with top hospitality brands.

Conclusion

The hospitality industry is full of exciting opportunities for passionate and skilled professionals. Choosing the right hotel management college in Jaipur can set you on the path to a rewarding career in hotels, resorts, and cruise liners. Whether you aspire to be a hotel manager, cruise director, or travel executive, the right education and training can make a significant difference. Research well, select a reputed college, and embark on a successful journey in the world of hospitality and cruise management.