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[grim69fandango]

Psychara

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[gloomiegalaxie]

hiii! i was curious, as someone not as well versed with cc for making aliens/other creatures of a similar nature, is there any cc that'd you recommend for getting started? love ur cc and sims lol<3

oh my friend, there is so sooooo much CC i would recommend!

Ears

Hobb Ears

Paolumu Ears

Frieren Ears

Cow Ears

Demon Ears

Cat Ears + Recolors

Goat Ears

Siren Ears

Eve Ears

Feline Ears

Heart + Loopy Ears

Tails

Absol Tail

Mechanical Tails

Demon Tails

Fox Tail

Cat Tails

Satyr Tails

Feline Tails 2.0

Feet

DigiLegs [SFW] + Clothing Conversions

Plantigrade Paws

Wings

Dragon Wings

Fantasy Wings

Macaw Wings

Demon Wings

Antenna

Everly Antenna

Antenna Ringlets

Antenna Crawlers

Alien Antenna

Antennae Collection

Antenna Set

Horns

Shuten-Doji Horns

Oni Horns

Tian Horns

Broken Horns

Demon Horns

Fantasy Horns + Recolors

Eyes

Feline Eyes + Heterechromia

Cyber Eyes

Cryptid Eyes

Gloomy Eyes

Mitosis Eyes

Strawberry Eyes

9PM Eyes

Sunflower Eyes

Goat Eyes

Dolce Eyes

Marble Eyes

Teef

Orc Teeth

Feline Fangs

Snaggle Tooth

Bear Trap Teeth

Uxuie's Teeth

Gnarly Teeth

Mileena's Teeth

Monster Teeth [i abuse these on like every other sim]

Paolumu Teeth [the teeth i use on the sims that don't have monster teeth]

Plantsim stuff

Strawberry Hair

Blooming Flowers

Strange Biology

Bark Overlay

Everything by the amazing plantainboat

Prickly Accessory Set

Citrussy Eyes

Mush Accessories

Skins + Overlays

Feline Skins

Intergalactic - Supernatural Overlays

interstellar Set

ssspringroll's edits of pyxiidis' overlays (linked above)

Overlay Mini-pack

Misc Genetics + Accessories

Paolumu Fluff

Power Gems

Mushroom Hat

Feline Claws

Mouth Color Overlay

Presets

Goblin & Elfin Ear Presets

22 Ear Presets

Big Ol' Eyes Presets

Alien/Occult Creators

strangegrapefruit

zaneida

shameless plug for my own cc of course :3

[whatispersonalspacejyp]

Elfin

Genre: Fluff

Pairing: Bang Chan x reader

Word count: 666

Summary:  Chan enjoying his time with his short partner

Warnings: lots of fluff, protective Chan

Request: yes

Original Date: 11 October 2020

You wanted to make breakfast for your boyfriend and his group mates. You woke up pretty early and got out of your boyfriend's arms, who was still snoring.

You giggled at the sight and sneaked out of the room. Once in the kitchen, you realized that you couldn't reach the upper shelves where they put most of their ingredients.

You grab one of the chairs and pulled it into the kitchen, trying to make as little sound as possible.

You climbed on the chair and onto the counter so you can see everything clearly.

Chan had woken up, feeling slightly cold as you weren’t in his arms anymore. He got out of bed and went on a search for you. He found you on the counter and he quickly walked to you and hold your waist so you wouldn’t fall.

You got scared when suddenly two hands hold you, look behind you, and saw Chan, you smiled at him. 

“Goodmorning! I wanted to make breakfast for you and the others.” Chan smiled and he helps you down as you got what you needed.

“I’ll help,” Chan said cheerily as he grabbed the last few ingredients and practically watched you cook. More and more boys woke up and smiled when they walked into the kitchen area as it smiled amazing.

Once you look at the table you smiled, everybody was already sitting there, including Chan. You walked with the food to the table and made sure everyone got something. Chan pulls you onto his lap with a smile. He put his chin on your head as you cuddled into him, Chan feeds you once in the while and all the boys seemed to smile. 

You looked at Chan, already on your tiptoes and head up, ready to give him a kiss but Chan just laughed.

“Aren’t you the cutest! Can’t even reach me for a kiss, you can ask you know!” Chan giggles, leaning down slightly so you could give him a kiss, but you refused.

“Just because I’m short doesn’t mean I’m cute!” You said while pouting.

“Sure baby, whatever makes you sleep at night,” Chan said still giggling at you for it. Hyunjin was standing next to you and used you as his thing to lean on, making you growl at him.

“I’m not a pole or anything you can lean on Hwang Hyunjin!” You screamed, scaring Hyunjin in the process. They were having a break at the moment from filming their music video for back door.

You were their make-up artist, but being Chan’s partner was a full job already. Always making sure the boy was eating and sleeping when he needed too, and also making sure he wouldn’t stay at the company for too long.

That was even the reason why you moved in the boys.

Chan was staring at you as you wore his shirt, it was like a dress on you. You two were on a date in the dorms, as it was raining outside. You had most of the space claimed on the bed and it made him smile.

That such a small person could take such a big space still amazes him, but he felt lucky to have you as his small spoon in his arms and kisses your head.

“Baby? I love you. I love you for who you are and I love your height. I know me and the boys joke about it or send you memes, but we mean no harm with it.” Chan had told you this many times and it always made you smile, you knew he or the boys never want to hurt to like that.

“I know, I guess my height does have amazing up to it! It leads me to have an amazing shining knight who protects me and holds me. But please next time to not walk that fast. I have short legs, I can’t keep up.” This made you both laugh and cuddle as you watched the movie further.

[fictionadventurer]

When Emma stepped through the shining door in her palace's library, there was a blaze of light, a roar of wind, and then she landed on her hands and knees on the wooden floor of a suburban bedroom. She recognized the horse pictures on the wall, the stuffed animals on the bed, the yellow curtains fluttering in the window. She was smaller, thinner, lighter, and felt as though a world's weight had been lifted from her shoulders.

A woman's face appeared in the open doorway; every curl of her short hairstyle was familiar. "There you are, Emma!" she said cheerfully. "I've got your dressed washed for church tomorrow. Now come on downstairs. It's almost time for supper."

Behind Emma, the doorway had become an ordinary closet, cluttered with clothes and toys. The clock read twenty minutes past five. She'd been away only ten minutes.

A moment ago, she'd been the powerful queen of a vast realm whose rule had brought a golden age of prosperity and peace. Now she was twelve years old again, in her familiar old bedroom, safe with a mother that she hadn't seen in thirty years.

Emma wept for joy.

*

Emma's bookshelf contained one new volume--an exquisitely-bound brown leather book, with a tooled and embossed cover, containing a beautifully illustrated account of all the tales of Emma's reign. Her cousin Tessa--as good as a sister--was enchanted by it, and believed Emma without question when she told her that the stories were true.

"Don't you miss it?" Tessa asked, one night a few months after her return.

"Sometimes," Emma said. "But I'm glad to be home."

"You like it here?"

"Why not? We have chocolate here. And giraffes. And shooting stars. Our world is just as amazing as Athelor."

"In Athelor, you were a queen."

"Here, I'm not," Emma said. "Do you know how nice it is to wake up in the morning and do things that don't affect the fate of an entire nation?"

"But isn't it disappointing? In Athelor, you knew you were important."

"Who says I'm not important now?"

*

Emma told her mom about Athelor often. Mom thought Emma was just making up wonderful stories.

That was all right. Because the stories were wonderful.

*

After school, sometimes Mom would take Emma out for pizza. Emma would climb into a carriage that moved with a heart of fire, to a room bathed in enough light to make the night as bright as day, where she ate the cuisine of a far-off realm, and then rode home singing along with minstrels whose voices had been captured long ago and far away.

Emma always marveled that she lived in a world with such magic.

*

Emma grew. And matured. It came with different milestones here, and happened slower, but it had its share of struggles.

On nights when she felt small, helpless and afraid, she remembered that she'd once led a host of warriors--human, animal, and elfin--into battle with a horde of monsters and come out victorious.

She might not be in Athelor, but she was still a queen.

She could fill out a college application.

*

Emma was leaving the campus library with an armload of books when a sparrow spoke to her from a branch above her head. Emma looked up and saw at once it was an Athelorian sparrow.

"Iprit!" Emma cried. The sparrow had been the most devoted of the queen's messengers. "How glad I am to see you!"

"My queen," Iprit said, bowing her head. "I have found you at last."

"Is Athelor in danger?" Emma asked, suddenly fearful.

"She is well and at peace. Berna rules well in your stead."

"As I knew she would," Emma said with a smile. Emma had spent years choosing her successor. Her elfin advisor, though young, was bright and brave and loved Athelor with all her heart.

"But she rules as regent only. She would not take the crown until she knew what had become of you."

"Now you see that I am well," Emma said. "Alive and well and happy."

"Will you not come home to us, my queen?" Iprit asked. "The door stands open to you. Take up the crown and rule your people once more."

For a moment, Emma's heart yearned for it. Athelor called to her, a bright, beautiful dream, a wondrous adventure.

A gust of wind swirled in the branches over her head, sending a crimson shower of leaves down upon her. She gazed out across the campus, at a world she loved. She thought of her mother, Tessa, her classmates, her studies, her friendships, and the future she was building here.

Where was her duty? Here or Athelor?

Another wind came, gentle yet brisk, and Emma knew it for the wind that had taken her to Athelor and brought her home. It lifted her spirits and cleared her mind so she could hear the voice that had never led her wrong in her years as queen.

Emma met Iprit's gaze. "Berna may take up the crown with my blessing. I have done what I must for Athelor. Another world needs me now."

Iprit bowed in a bird-like way, spreading out one wing. "As you wish, my queen. But what shall I tell the scribes? How ends the reign of Queen Emma the Wise?"

"As all good stories should," Emma said. She shifted her voice into the melodic cadence of the best of the palace storytellers. "After many years of good and faithful service, the queen found her way home, where she lived happily all the rest of her days."

[garmrheim]

🎄Santaphale Au collection🎄

Hello! ive had this in my draft forever now and its DUE TIME to make this and post it since ive gotten questions about the au and while i make art theres amazing other creators that has helped built it up in the sandbox and while i make art theres (as of now) three fics from the same universe posted on Ao3 that follows Aziraphale and Crowley in different points in their life. ------

For those that are wondering- the short introduction to it is that the Santaphale universe began over on discord with a handfull of friends that banded together to spin up an elaborate and extensive story featuring Crowley (she/they) around her late 30s in the beginning of the story and down the line she stops aging around her late 40s/early 50s and becomes immortal along with Aziraphale (he/him) , who (looks to be) around 50. He is of half human/elfin nature that makes him a cryptid of his own right with the power he weilds as The Spirit of Hope Through Darkness, Guardian of Childhood Wishes, the God of Winter Gifts, king of the northern elves, also called Sinterklaas or Santa Clause (Thank you salt for that perfect row of titles ) They met on a Christmas night when Aziraphale visits Crowley’s home while delivering presents and after a passionate night, departs after giving her a silver bell with summoning magic to ring if she wants to see him again. Crowley goes to bed, then wakes up thinking it was all a dream til she meets a familiar face a few months later and cue a lovely romance! They later come to live in the North Pole for the second half of every year, and eventually they end up having a small bunch kids that they love and adore and the art and fic follows this entire journey and so much more.

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This will be updated if and when new stuff is added just because i like having it all in one place and id like if you that are introduced to the au with my art has a way to get more! as of right now (december 2024) theres 3 fics published that belongs to this au and i will post their links and information below! i can highly recommend it as they are made by two of the most talented people i know and dear friends that im so happy to share this Santaphale sandbox with along with all the pals in our server hello! i adore you too! Any art that relates to Santaphale that ive done can be found on Bluesky now since i moved completely from twitter. its over on my Family oriented acc called VanadisHeim (that IS 18+ because theres also adult content there) the occasional Santaphale can also be found on my main account called GarmrHeim and any additional art made by my fellow cocreators that is published will also be added here! ✨ Have fun and enjoy! 🎄✨

''Silver bells'' @vaguely-demonic (Vaguelydemonic on Ao3) silver bells (5938 words) by vaguelydemonic Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Good Omens (TV) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Aziraphale/Crowley (Good Omens) Characters: Aziraphale (Good Omens), Crowley (Good Omens) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Human, Alternate Universe - Magic, First Meetings, Crush at First Sight, She/Her and They/Them Pronouns for Crowley (Good Omens), She/Her Pronouns for Crowley (Good Omens), They/Them Pronouns for Crowley (Good Omens), He/Him Pronouns For Aziraphale (Good Omens), Aziraphale (Good Omens) as Santa Claus, Bottom Crowley (Good Omens), Santa Kink, Cunnilingus, Vaginal Fingering, Crowley Has A Vulva (Good Omens), Aziraphale Has a Penis (Good Omens), Squirting and Vaginal Ejaculation, Coming Untouched, Coming In Pants, Mildly Dubious Consent, (previous tag clarified in author's note!), Crowley is vision impaired, Oral Sex, Christmas Smut Summary: It was Christmastime in the city and Mx. Antonia J. Crowley had resigned herself to yet another Christmas spent alone. Like everyone else, all she wanted was to live in a fairy tale world where she could just have her deepest desire purely because she wanted it: a nice big house somewhere quiet and far from the city, a partner to live out her days with, a happy family that loved her as much as she loved them. She'd come to the conclusion many, many failed relationships ago that what she wanted simply wasn't in the cards for her. Instead, her Christmas plans would once again be her, her ragged tabletop tree with a single ornament, and a bottle of wine to help her find sleep… Until there arose such a clatter and Crowley stirred from the sofa to see what was the matter. With a welcome so calm, collected, and pleasant, Crowley finds someone there in her living room, seeking to deliver a present. ------------------------------------------------- '' A Gift to us both '' @definitionsfading (Blackeyedblonde on ao3)

a gift to us both (7376 words) by blackeyedblonde Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Good Omens (TV), Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Aziraphale/Crowley (Good Omens) Characters: Aziraphale (Good Omens), Crowley (Good Omens)

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Human, Alternate Universe - Magic, Christmas, Aziraphale (Good Omens) as Santa Claus, Christmas Smut, Established Relationship, Developing Relationship, Domestic, He/Him Pronouns For Aziraphale (Good Omens), She/Her Pronouns for Crowley (Good Omens), Aziraphale Has a Penis (Good Omens), Crowley Has A Vulva (Good Omens), Age Difference, Romance, Kissing, Cunnilingus, Oral Sex, Penis In Vagina Sex, Breeding, Impregnation, Knotting, Crying, Confessions, Come Inflation, Mating Press, Pet Names, Tenderness, Aziraphale Has a Large Penis (Good Omens), Size Difference, Bearded Aziraphale (Good Omens), Babymaking, Soulmates, POV Aziraphale (Good Omens), Crowley Loves Aziraphale (Good Omens), Aziraphale Loves Crowley (Good Omens), Femme Crowley (Good Omens), Lingerie, Fluff and Smut, Ineffable Spouses, Cervix Penetration, Everything is Beautiful and Nothing Hurts, Sex Magic

Summary: “When you say Christmas ‘wish,’ does that mean a five thousand pound gift voucher to the Liberty store in London, or something more in the abstract?” Crowley asks, lightly tweaking the curl of Aziraphale’s mustache. “I need to know the technical parameters of what you’re offering, here.” Aziraphale hums around a little laugh but goes quiet for a few moments to consider the seriousness of what he’s proposing. “You are a passionate person with a good heart and boundless optimism despite the struggles you’ve faced in your life,” he says, stating it matter-of-factly because he considers it to be true. “I’m an unusual figure in the position to grant wishes where I’m able, whether they be material or miraculous. But I suppose what I wanted to hear, if you’d indulge me, was something closer to your heart’s most ardent desire.” Crowley opens her mouth and then closes it again. Azirapahle watches the line of her slender throat as she swallows. “You’re yanking my chain,” she says, laughing as she shakes her head. “Taking the full piss.” “I can assure you I’m not,” Aziraphale says. ______________________________________________________

''Merry&Bright'' @vaguely-demonic (Vaguelydemonic on Ao3)

merry & bright (6814 words) by vaguelydemonic Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Good Omens (TV) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Aziraphale/Crowley (Good Omens) Characters: Aziraphale (Good Omens), Crowley (Good Omens), Original Child(ren) of Aziraphale and Crowley (Good Omens) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Human, Alternate Universe - Magic, Aziraphale (Good Omens) as Santa Claus, Established Relationship, He/Him Pronouns For Aziraphale (Good Omens), She/Her Pronouns for Crowley (Good Omens), They/Them Pronouns for Crowley (Good Omens), Crowley Loves Aziraphale (Good Omens), Aziraphale Loves Crowley (Good Omens), Ineffable Spouses, Childbirth, Mild Blood, Bodily Fluids, it's childbirth okay there's gonna be some amniotic fluid, Pregnancy, Chestfeeding, Breastfeeding, Premature Birth, Less than ideal birthing conditions, Christmas, Christmas Party, Family Fluff, ineffable parents, Pregnant Crowley (Good Omens) Summary: When Aziraphale returned to the North Pole at the end of another successful run of delivering toys to the children of the world, the comfort of home was calling his name. A fire crackling away in the hearth. The promise of his beautiful family coming together for their grand holiday celebration later that evening. Crowley waiting sleepily for his late night return so he could slip into bed beside her and rest his palm over her belly, where their newest baby was nearly ready to join them. Truly, there was nothing more he could ever ask to come home to. Crowley and the baby had other ideas. Aziraphale had spent all night delivering gifts to others. It was Crowley's turn to deliver their own Christmas gift, away in a manger.

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TO BE CONTINUED ✨

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[bookshelf-in-progress]

The Return of Queen Emma: A Short Story

When Emma stepped through the shining door in her palace's library, there was a blaze of light, a roar of wind, and then she landed on her hands and knees on the wooden floor of a suburban bedroom. She recognized the horse pictures on the wall, the stuffed animals on the bed, the yellow curtains fluttering in the window. She was smaller, thinner, lighter, and felt as though a world's weight had been lifted from her shoulders.

A woman's face appeared in the open doorway; every curl of her short hairstyle was familiar. "There you are, Emma!" she said cheerfully. "I've got your dressed washed for church tomorrow. Now come on downstairs. It's almost time for supper."

Behind Emma, the doorway had become an ordinary closet, cluttered with clothes and toys. The clock read twenty minutes past five. She'd been away only ten minutes.

A moment ago, she'd been the powerful queen of a vast realm whose rule had brought a golden age of prosperity and peace. Now she was twelve years old again, in her familiar old bedroom, safe with a mother that she hadn't seen in thirty years.

Emma wept for joy.

*

Emma's bookshelf contained one new volume--an exquisitely-bound brown leather book, with a tooled and embossed cover, containing a beautifully illustrated account of all the tales of Emma's reign. Her cousin Tessa--as good as a sister--was enchanted by it, and believed Emma without question when she told her that the stories were true.

"Don't you miss it?" Tessa asked, one night a few months after her return.

"Sometimes," Emma said. "But I'm glad to be home."

"You like it here?"

"Why not? We have chocolate here. And giraffes. And shooting stars. Our world is just as amazing as Athelor."

"In Athelor, you were a queen."

"Here, I'm not," Emma said. "Do you know how nice it is to wake up in the morning and do things that don't affect the fate of an entire nation?"

"But isn't it disappointing? In Athelor, you knew you were important."

"Who says I'm not important now?"

*

Emma told her mom about Athelor often. Mom thought Emma was just making up wonderful stories.

That was all right. Because the stories were wonderful.

*

After school, sometimes Mom would take Emma out for pizza. Emma would climb into a carriage that moved with a heart of fire, to a room bathed in enough light to make the night as bright as day, where she ate the cuisine of a far-off realm, and then rode home singing along with minstrels whose voices had been captured long ago and far away.

Emma always marveled that she lived in a world with such magic.

*

Emma grew. And matured. It came with different milestones here, and happened slower, but it had its share of struggles.

On nights when she felt small, helpless and afraid, she remembered that she'd once led a host of warriors--human, animal, and elfin--into battle with a horde of monsters and come out victorious.

She might not be in Athelor, but she was still a queen.

She could fill out a college application.

*

Emma was leaving the campus library with an armload of books when a sparrow spoke to her from a branch above her head. Emma looked up and saw at once it was an Athelorian sparrow.

"Iprit!" Emma cried. The sparrow had been the most devoted of the queen's messengers. "How glad I am to see you!"

"My queen," Iprit said, bowing her head. "I have found you at last."

"Is Athelor in danger?" Emma asked, suddenly fearful.

"She is well and at peace. Berna rules well in your stead."

"As I knew she would," Emma said with a smile. Emma had spent years choosing her successor. Her elfin advisor, though young, was bright and brave and loved Athelor with all her heart.

"But she rules as regent only. She would not take the crown until she knew what had become of you."

"Now you see that I am well," Emma said. "Alive and well and happy."

"Will you not come home to us, my queen?" Iprit asked. "The door stands open to you. Take up the crown and rule your people once more."

For a moment, Emma's heart yearned for it. Athelor called to her, a bright, beautiful dream, a wondrous adventure.

A gust of wind swirled in the branches over her head, sending a crimson shower of leaves down upon her. She gazed out across the campus, at a world she loved. She thought of her mother, Tessa, her classmates, her studies, her friendships, and the future she was building here.

Where was her duty? Here or Athelor?

Another wind came, gentle yet brisk, and Emma knew it for the wind that had taken her to Athelor and brought her home. It lifted her spirits and cleared her mind so she could hear the voice that had never led her wrong in her years as queen.

Emma met Iprit's gaze. "Berna may take up the crown with my blessing. I have done what I must for Athelor. Another world needs me now."

Iprit bowed in a bird-like way, spreading out one wing. "As you wish, my queen. But what shall I tell the scribes? How ends the reign of Queen Emma the Wise?"

"As all good stories should," Emma said. She shifted her voice into the melodic cadence of the best of the palace storytellers. "After many years of good and faithful service, the queen found her way home, where she lived happily all the rest of her days."

[lucienne-my-beloved]

My first prompt! From @ilya-halfelven! Thank you so much!

Rose had never been to this part of the Dreaming before. Usually, she visited Fiddler's Green or just wandered the stacks of the Library, finding more and more things she never had time to read. Today though, she'd just found herself here, facing two houses that looked nice enough, despite the cool fog swirling around them. It sounded like someone was gardening round the back, so she cautiously headed that way, curious about meeting whoever lived here. Or at least, she was until she actually saw what was going on: a middle-aged dark haired man stood in a veritable field of graves marked with crosses, and the digging she'd heard wasn't gardening: he was using a shovel to dig yet another grave, presumably for the crumbled body at his feet. Heart pounding, Rose backed up, retracing her steps as quietly as she could. Dream or not, she didn't want to have anything to do with a murderer. Once out of sight of the houses, Rose turned and ran, heedless of where she was going. Thus, she was taken totally by surprise when she crashed into someone, her momentum sending them both toppling to the ground with cries of pain. She scrambled to her feet first, mortified and offering her hand to her 'victim', babbling apologies. A slender hand with too-long fingers slid into hers and as the person got to her feet, Rose took in glimpses of an elfin face with an adorable button nose and rosebud lips, but most of her attention was caught by a pair of soft brown eyes. Like pools of melted chocolate, she mused. Beautiful...

—

Feeling she should explain why she’d knocked the lovely woman over, Rose opened her mouth. And found that words had fled her, as she babbled incoherently for a moment. The woman laughed softly, not mocking but showing that she wasn’t upset about being crashed into.

“Hello! You are new here. Why were you running so fast?” She peered around. “I don’t see any nightmares chasing you.”

Rose stopped and tried to catch her breath for a moment. She wasn’t sure where to start, and the elfin beauty of her interlocutor wasn’t helping.

“I’m Nuala,” the woman continued. “I take care of the Castle Garden.”

“Oh!” Rose exclaimed, finally on sure footing. “I love the Castle Garden!” 

“Yes, I’ve seen you around.” Nuala smiled gently and Rose’s courage grew so she tried again.

“Yes, you have such lovely roses, and the lilacs are amazing, and somehow they are all blooming at the same time! I’ve never seen you digging around,” she said curiously, “unlike…” and she trailed off with a worried glance back where she’d come from.

“Oh! That’s why you were running! You must have seen Cain and Abel after one of their spats.” Nuala held out a hand to comfort Rose now, and Rose was more than willing to take it. 

“Do they do that often?” Rose wondered as Nuala began to lead her further into the garden.

“Every day. It’s their story, and they haven’t been able to change it.” That seemed sad, but Rose couldn’t dwell on it for long, as they came up to a delicately carved table with tea set out on it. 

“I was just going to look for someone to have tea with on my break,” Nuala explained as they sat down. “I’m happy we ran into each other. It’s always fun to meet someone new.”

Rose giggled. “Literally. Ran into. I’m sorry again for knocking you down.”

“It’s no problem at all,” Nuala reassured her as she poured the tea. “I spend most of my day down in the dirt anyway.” She gestured at the wheelbarrow beside the table, which looked to Rose to be full of bulbs ready for planting, though she couldn’t tell what kind because of the burlap sack protecting them while Nuala took her break.

“I could help you,” Rose blurted. She liked planting bulbs, but if she was honest with herself, she’d even help with weeding if it meant she could spend more time with Nuala.

“I would enjoy that,” Nuala said, offering her the plate of scones (the American kind, Rose noticed). Rose smiled, taking a scone, and wondered where this new adventure would lead her.

(@nualaofthefaerie I thought you might like a tag as well?)

[grim69fandango]

Psychara

[elfkitfactory]

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[arctic-blade]

Elfinou(commsopen) on X: "A Yuta fanart i did for a collaboration with two other amazing artists, you can check the full illustration on my gram. #jjk https://t.co/0FyyXLx1T7" / X

[nubjorkr]

WELCOME TO BANG...SOCK! Newsgirl is thumped by barmy Bjork.

by chris hughes, the mirror 1996

THIS is the moment that touchy pop singer Bjork went berserk - after British journalist Julie Kaufman told her: "Welcome to Bangkok."

The star let go of her luggage trolley, lunged at startled Julie and wrestled her to the floor. Then Bjork repeatedly banged the newsgirl's head on the floor. The amazing attack was caught on television cameras when the 30-year- old Icelandic star arrived at Bangkok airport on Monday night. On the same night, Bjork was named Best International Female at the Brit awards in London - which featured another pop star, Pulp's Jarvis Cocker, acting like a yob on stage. Julie, 24, was standing at the edge of a group of cameramen when she greeted Bjork, who was pushing her nine year-old son Sindri in a trolley. She was there to give a concert in the city's Huamark Stadium - where fewer than 30 per cent of the tickets had been sold. Shocked Julie suffered bad bruising after Bjork pounced on her. The pop star later phoned Julie to apologise - but was still unable to explain why she did it. Thai police said they would arrest Bjork if a complaint was lodged. But Julie said she would not sue. She said: "I feel sorry for Bjork. She must have a lot of anger inside her. And she did it all right in front of her young son. "I have been asked to make a complaint against her but I cannot take an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth. "This has never ever happened to me before. But when Bjork rang me to apologise we got on really well. " I won't be going to her concert, though. I am not that crazy about her music, quite honestly." The London-based pop star was leaving for Singapore yesterday for a concert on Saturday. Bjork first earned a reputation as an oddball while growing up as a child star in Iceland. The elfin-faced singer was brought up in a hippy commune and cut her first record when she was 11, before turning to punk. Earlier this week, she behaved oddly in Hong Kong, trying to run away and hide while she was being presented with her Brit award.  

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The Kingdom's Whumpee of the Year 2023 Award

If you don't know the characters, read the synopses below before voting, optionally - click the links to BTS posts and/or stories on Pixiv.

Nicole Thirteen ("Unlucky Thirteen") - fell victim to the borderline miscarriage of justice typical for conservative governments of Great Britain and the United States that come up with knee-jerk vote baits designed to make them look "tough on crime": she just happened to survive her boyfriend's homicidally stupid idea of running a policeman over while carrying a bag full of drugs in the trunk. They couldn't even pin that bag of drugs on her.

Julianne S. ("The Murderous Brat") - snapped under pressure of parents who had demands but did nothing to help her fulfill them. Sure, she bought an illegal firearm, shot them both and dumped them in four different places while she was 17, but then, she was dragged through a "tough on crime" circus.

Mary Ann Huntley ("Learning the Ropes") - arrogant bitch. Killed kids for funsies and tried to blame it on her psycho boyfriend, but when all was said and done, she had no regrets. Needed half an hour to put on makeup. And it's still nothing compared to her infamous historical counterpart.

Joanne Taylor ("Ruby Slippers") - A Very Stylish Girl. Homicidal elfin space cadet with unhealthy fascinations. Seduced a guy in a club only to stab him in a back alley and inexplicably shove him into a dumpster. No regrets, just curious how it feels. Goes out in stockings and high heels.

I'm still kinda amazed how I made each of them behave differently, Julianne's special treatment notwithstanding (she got more exposition than all others combined and I regret nothing).

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