#friday plays xiv

[an-droid-girl]

dead bomb

[gposers]

FALL FASHION FRIDAYS HAVE ARRIVED!

Our favorite season is finally here, so we’re celebrating by sharing some fall-tastic glams with you all!  

Our next glam—Black Cat—is brought to you by @loleeja

[of-the-eventide]

WIP Wednesday*:･ﾟ✧

I'm gonna be doing wip Wednesday every now and then for a fic I'm writing just so it keeps me motivated. Everyone is allowed to join in too, tag me in all your wips I would love to see them!

While Ito walked through the small number of halls of the Scions headquarters with a uniquely passive face, their mind was a whirlwind of thoughts and unknown emotions. They could not have thought even for a second that this is where their brother’s suggestion of going to Eorzea would go. He sent them on their way with the words of ‘finding a purpose’ and while it could have amounted to something as grand as this, Ito was sure that Yoshiaki meant travel the land, see the sights, eat some good food, meet some people. Not joining a vigilante group of all Kami forsaken things…

They wandered the small building, ignoring waves and cries for them to join groups either drinking or playing a game of cards. If they noticed the wondering stare of a certain white haired Scion they didn’t care to remark upon it. Probably due to the fact that they continued to talk in circles around their head, chewing on nails as they paced between the halls they have now wandered to and thorough a number of times. Would Yoskiaki give them a pat on the back for this? The Scions were even heard of in Doma, hard not to when the fall of the moon was watched with keen eyes everywhere. So, yes Yoskiaki would probably pick them up and spin them around for having a hero for a sibling. Yet to find themselves here… That sure was NOT what Ito promised their brother by keeping safe. Hells, if they really thought about it they’ve broken that promise the minute they stood up for those refugees in Ul’dah and gained the ire of five prominent figures max. Then continued to go against it every time they took a more and more dangerous quest for the hope of… Of what? Now that made Ito pause their parade march around the building. What were they doing, really? What was the point to all this grandstanding heroism they somehow found themselves indulging in? Did they even even want to be here in Eorzea after all? Should they go home and quit, go back to trying to live their life as it was? And did they really accept all these quest in hopes to actually help the people being troubled or where they simply hoping… Were they hoping that something would finally put them down? It was a soft clearing of a throat did Ito bring themselves out of whatever spiral they were doing down. While it was quiet to their horns it seemed the figure was gesturing towards them for a second now if their eyes could tell them anything. Which… Wasn’t much really. Not when the figure sitting to their left was wearing clothes that basically covered every inch of skin the man had. “Are thee well friend? It hath come to mine own attention thee has paced a number of times past.” Ito’s eyes now snapped to his eyes, or well... Where they thought his eye would be with the goggles protecting his steady gaze from them. He was huddled among an ever growing pile of books, holding one in hand while the other held a wonderful smelling tea. He honestly could have been a statue in these books for how well Ito noticed them, quite still even as Ito blankly stared at them as if frozen. It was with a crooked brow, a sip of tea echoing in the silence, and an unanswered question did Ito finally snap out of whatever reprieve that held them still. “Oh… uh…” Elegant Ito really.

[scionshtola]

my own fault for clicking on a spoiler but in my defense i kinda thought i didn’t care about veilguard anymore. but now i really don’t care lol

[idolsummons]

tonight, after six months, i finally finished p3r

[rollingsins]

all hers, part ii

part i | part ii | part iii | part iv | part v | part vi | part vii | part viii | part ix | part x | part xi | part xii | part xiii | part xiv | part xv | part xvi | part xvii | part xviii | part xix | part xx | part xxi | part xxii | part xxiii | part xxiv | part xxv | part xxvi | epilogue

summary: your dad forbids you from sleeping over at Tara’s house. she comes and takes what’s hers. 

warnings: (+18), ghostface!tara, possessive behavior, strap-on sex, rough sex, pussy-eating. 

word count: 2.1k 

a/n: for anon, who requested rough sex with ghostface!tara. let me know what you think, requests are wide open for gf!tara always ;) 

It had been weeks. 

The murders went unsolved. You attended the memorials, tried to pretend like the reason for their deaths wasn’t sitting right beside you, holding your hand. 

It was twisted and sick, but you couldn’t turn her in. She loved you, and you loved her. 

Not much had changed. She played the part of the perfect girlfriend so well. You barely spent any time apart these days. She’d drive you to school in the mornings, buy you breakfast. She’d walk you to class, carry your textbooks. Make-out in the tool shed behind the bleachers if you had a little free time between periods. 

And then you went home with her. Her mom was never there so you had the place to yourselves. You cooked dinner together, watched movies, and fell asleep together. 

And then you’d wake up and do it all over again. 

You didn’t speak about the killings. You’d made Tara promise she wouldn’t hurt anyone else. You promised you wouldn’t give her a reason to and she’d agreed. You didn’t strike up conversation with anyone, avoided making new friends. Things were perfect as they were. 

You didn’t want to give Tara a reason to kill anybody else. 

Except for tonight. Your dad had demanded your presence at dinner: you hadn’t seen him, or your mom in days. You were busy with school, was your excuse. In actuality, you were too busy with Tara. You’d gotten used to playing house with her. You didn’t like the idea of her all alone in that huge house. 

You push your peas around your plate. Look down as your phone buzzes. 

are you done yet? miss you? :( 

“No phones at the table.” Snaps your father. He’s looking at you funny. Angrier than usual, like he has something to say. As you drop your phone to the table, he lets loose.  

“That girl isn’t good for you.” He starts, shoveling food into his mouth. “You spend all your time with her. You used to play sports. You used to have friends” 

“I have friends.” You say, defensively. It’s not true. You don’t, not anymore. 

“I don’t want you spending all your time with her.” He continues. “You can see her on weekends. Weeknights, you stay here.” 

Your heart sinks. 

“Dad-“ 

“I don’t want any arguments.” He says, pointing his fork at you like it’s a threat. 

“I’m eighteen, Dad, you can’t tell me what to do-”

He slams his beer glass onto the table. It shakes slightly. You stare back startled. 

“As long as you live under my roof, you abide by my rules.” 

And that’s the end of it. 

You pace back and forth in your bedroom, staring down at your phone. Tara’s calling, again. You bite your lip, unsure of what to say. Unsure of how she’ll take it. 

“Hey babe.” You say. 

“YN.” She says. She sounds antsy, like she’s been waiting for you, “Where are you?” 

“I can’t come tonight.” 

“What?” 

“My dads being a total dick.” You say, “He says I can only stay over on weekends from now on.” 

Silence. You chew your lip, hoping she’s not too angry. 

“Sorry baby.” You say. “It’s Friday tomorrow though, I’ll make it up to you.” 

“Sneak out.” She suggests. You shake your head. 

“It’s just one night, Tara. Pick me up tomorrow for school?”

She’s gone quiet again. You sigh. 

“Love you. I’ll see you tomorrow.” 

And you hang up. 

Sleeping in your own bed is strange after so long spent in Tara’s. You miss the warmth of her body, the protective arm she always looped around your waist as she slept. Sometimes it was harder for you to fall asleep, but she’d always be there, rubbing your back to calm you down. Pressing sleepy kisses to your forehead. 

You turn onto your side, trying to clear your mind. You imagine Tara’s face, her smile. You’ll cook her something tomorrow night, you think, something special. Maybe even sneak a bottle from your Dad’s wine collection to make it more romantic. At the thought of her sitting opposite you, sipping on a glass of red wine, you start to doze off. 

You don’t hear the crack of your window opening, nor do you hear the scuffle of someone kicking their shoes off. 

You don’t hear much of anything, until someone is slipping in behind you, grabbing your waist and pressing their hand over your mouth. 

Your eyes fly open. You gasp, struggle against the body behind you. A familiar voice whispers in your ear. 

“Shhh, baby.” It’s Tara. She grabs your waist, hard, tugs you into her. “It’s me.” 

She presses a warm kiss to your neck, drops her hand from your mouth. You relax slightly, turn in her arms. 

“What are you doing here?” Your head “if my dad finds out-“

In the glint of the moonlight, her eyes flash. 

“Nobody keeps you from me.” She says. Her lips are hot against your jaw, “Remember? You know the things I do to people who try to take you away from me.” 

Menacing. Her eyes glint. Your stomach drops. 

“Tara-“ 

“Now I’m trying. I’m trying to be good for you, baby. You know that. Like I promised. But you’re going to have to work with me.” 

She slips her hands into your underwear. You gasp as her fingers grip you possessively. 

“You’re mine. This pussy is mine. I want you in my bed every single night, do you understand me?” 

She circles your clit. Nips at your bottom lip. You groan. 

“Baby- I can’t just-“ 

“In my bed.” She repeats. “Every night.”

“But Tara-“ 

She bites down hard. Hard enough to draw blood. Her spare hand works up your shirt, she takes one of your breasts in hand. Works her fingers around a nipple. 

“Every night you’re not there, I’m going to sneak into your bedroom and fuck you so hard it’ll give your Dad nightmares. Understand?” 

You nod, slowly. 

“Good girl.” She smiles. Licks the blood off your lip. “Now take off your clothes.” 

You don’t have to be asked twice. Arousal flushes through you at the look in her eyes. Hungry, like she’s about to devour you. You tug your shorts down your legs, lift your t-shirt over your head. 

It’s not quick enough for her. She rips your shorts away, licking her lips as she looks down at your naked body. 

“Tara,” You say as she fumbles with her own zipper, tugging her jeans down to her legs, “Baby. We have to be quiet. Please.” 

Tara dips down, kisses you softly. 

“That’s up to you, sweetheart,” She says, voice low, “You���re the one who's going to be making all the noise. I promise.” 

Then you feel it. Hard, plastic against your stomach as she slips her underwear off. She’s brought the strap on. 

“Fuck.” You moan. She kisses you hard. Takes off her shirt. Before your gaze can linger, she’s flipping you onto your hands and knees. 

She trails kisses down your back. Your heart thrums. Your parents are asleep, you think. You hope. Your head falls forward, mouth open as you feel Tara’s tongue against your entrance. 

You bite your lip. She’s quick, languid kisses and long licks as she readies you for her. You’re already embarrassing wet, sticky syrup against her lips. She presses a wet kiss to your inner thigh, then aligns her hips with yours. 

You groan as she sinks the head inside you. Her hands hold your hips in place, grabbing hard so you can’t run from her. You can hear the soft sounds of your Dad snoring across the hall. You bite your lip, try to stay quiet.

She’s pushing your face down into the mattress as she pushes into you. Hard, quick, needy. Little gasps emerge from your lips before you can stop them as she takes you. Her hands are rough on your hips. She smacks your backside, hard enough you feel yourself flush red. 

It hurts a little. Her hands are in your hair, tugging your face up. She doesn’t allow you anytime to get used to the thickness of the dildo, ruts into you steadily, building up a pace. 

She drapes herself across you, takes your earlobe between her teeth. The dildo sinks deeper inside you, you can feel her breasts on your back. You let out a long moan before you can stop yourself. 

“You like that, baby?” She growls in your ear. “You like being on your hands and knees? Taking me like a good girl?” 

She smacks your ass again for good measure. You whimper as she takes your hips in her hands again and begins to drill into you. 

Hard wet sounds of your skin slapping against hers. She’s panting, groaning, grabbing your ass. You can tell how turned on she is. It makes you even wetter. You swallow your own moans, trying not to be too loud. The mattress squeaks. Tara thrusts a final time, sinking so deep into you you almost squeal. 

Then she’s sliding herself out of you. 

Immediately you miss her, turn your head to try to claw her back in. 

She pulls hard on your legs so you fall onto your stomach. Then, she’s flipping you onto you back, spreading your legs as wide as they’ll go. Lustful eyes look down on you. She licks her lips as she eyes your swollen cunt, dripping with arousal. 

“My pretty girl.” She murmurs, dipping down to taste you. You whine, fingers immediately threading through her hair, trying to keep her in place. She’s only there for a moment before she’s drawing herself back up, and pulling your legs over her shoulders. 

She lines her hips to yours once again, and then she’s sinking deep into you, mating press style. Her favorite position. It might be yours too, you think as you feel the tip of the cock brush your cervix. You sigh, lock eyes with her. Her pretty red lips look so kissable, you can’t resist. You lock your arms around her neck, trying to keep her close. 

“Tara.” You whine as she moves her hips. Slowly now, just teasing. “Baby.” 

She presses kisses down your jaw. 

“Yes, baby girl?” She asks. Her eyes glint playfully. 

“Please fuck me.” You whimper. Her eyes flash with arousal. She thrusts hard, once. 

“Like that?” She asks. 

“Yes, please, just like that.” Your fingers grip white on her shoulders. 

“You want it hard?” She asks. You nod desperately. Try to tilt your hips closer into her. 

“Tell me what you’re going to do from now on.” She presses another kiss to your lips. “Tell me whose bed you’ll be in every night.” 

“Your bed.” You gasp. “Every night.” 

“That’s right.” She says. Her arms wrap around your thighs. Another hard thrust. You can’t stop the groan that slips from your lips. “You’re my pretty girl. You belong to me. You understand?” 

You nod wildly. She’s smirking, draws her hips back again. Thrusts gently. You whine. 

“Good girl.” She presses you down into the mattress, her full weight on top of you. A final hot kiss to your lips before she draws her hips back once more and lets loose on you. 

You cry out, clutching her tight as she pounds down into you. Merciless, white heat draws deep in your belly as she thrusts into you. 

She’s moaning with you this time. Squeezing your legs tight as she pummels herself into you. It’s hard and rough, she’s merciless. You whine, entire body flushing as she fucks you to the edge. 

“Cum for me, baby.” She’s murmuring and your eyes flutter closed. You groan as your orgasm washes through you, as hot and fast as her thrusts. You feel her body seize against you as she cums too, with a quiet whine and heavy thrust. She collapses into you. You catch your breath, holding her. Both boneless. 

Your heart pounds, your pussy throbs pleasantly. After a moment, she slides out of you, pulling the strap-on harness off herself. Your breathing evens out as she settles in behind you and takes you in her arms. Presses a protective kiss to your neck as she entwines herself with you. 

You listen carefully. Can’t hear your dad snoring anymore. 

“Do you think we woke him?” You ask Tara. 

“I hope so.” Tara says. The edge is back in her voice. She nips at your neck with her teeth. “I hope he heard me making you mine. Knowing exactly what I’ll be doing to his daughter every night she’s in my bed.” 

Your heart thrums. Stomach flips at the vulgarity of her words. 

A loud snore sounds from across the hallway. You sigh in relief. 

“Hmm.” Tara says. She sounds a little disappointed. “I’ll just have to fuck you harder, next time.”

Next part

[ofmdrecaps]

11/19-20/2024 Daily OFMD Recap

TLDR; Rhys Darby; Taika Waititi; David Fane; Samba Schutte; Megan Vertelle; Lindsey Cantrell; Damien Gerard; Dominic Burgess; Hugo Pierre Martin; ShopStands Black Friday Sale; Articles; Fan Spotlight: OFMD means Frames hosted by Ram & Tsutsuya!; Love Notes; Daily Darby/Today's Taika Gifs.

Hey crew! I wanted to add a bit more but I'm already late and we've got a couple things coming down to the wire! If you wanna get in on the Auntie's Tiny Boats raffle being hosted by @ofmd-buys-boats's raffles you can until 23:59 Thursday 21st November 2024 (GMT) (WHICH IS TONIGHT)! That's not far away! Be sure to submit your entries!

= Rhys Darby =

The gigs just won't stop! Next up is Christchurch AoNZ! Christchurch Tickets

Source: Rhys' Instagram Stories

Rhys is also going to be at The Bell House, Brooklyn NY on Feb 22, and Feb 23! Get tickets at TheBellHouseNY.com

Source: Instagram

Australia Dates are also up! Get tickets at his website! PW: ROBOT for priority.

Rhys is going to be at the London on the 22nd for The Republic of Pirates with Vico, Con, Nathan, and Kristian!

Source: Rhys Darby's Bsky

And if there wasn't enough going on with Rhys:

Also, Final Fantasy XIV won a Clio for Best use of Influencer and Talent -- and by that they obviously mean Rhys!

Source: We Are Royale Instagram

== Taika Waititi ==

Taika is super excited about the Moana 2 Maori screening, he's sending out a PSA that you can help sponsor one to help others experience the wonderful Maori language!

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Wanna sponsor a screening of Moana 2 in Maori?

Visit watewamedia.nz

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= David Fane =

Just a quick promo video with David Fane and the rest of the Moana 2 crew!

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= Samba Schutte =

Samba and Damien's new game Call of Duty Black Ops 6 is up for Best Action Game at TheGameAwards! If you've played and would like to give it some love, you can vote for the game amongst others at TheGameAwards.com. (Note: You do need to sign up for an account to vote).

There are still hand signed pictures of Roach available at ShopStands! Get some cool merch and support charities here!

Samba also sent a little reminder to keep that scurvy away with an immoderate use of citrus!

Source: Samba's Instagram

= Megan Vertelle =

One of our fabulous set decorators -- Megan Vertelle was kind enough to help support the @ofmd-buys-boats charity raffle and send us some BTS for Zheng's ship as well!

Source: Megan Vertelle's Instagram

= Lindsey Cantrell =

Our dear Lindsey, who CREATED the tiny boats that are being raffled off in @ofmd-buys-boats's raffle is reminding you that entries end at 23:59 Thursday 21st November 2024 (GMT)! That's not far away! Be sure to submit your entries!

Source: Lindsey Cantrells Instagram Stories

= Damien Gerard =

Our dear Father Teach could use a pick me up, if you have a bsky account and a few spare minutes, would you be so kind as to send him some love? Quotes-- music, photos, anything that brings you joy <3

Source: Damien's Bsky

= Dominic Burgess =

The countdown is on! Our wonderful Jeffrey Fettering will be adding his talents to the new Skeleton Crew show!

Source: Dominic's Bsky

= Hugo Pierre Martin =

Our favorite valet from s1, Hugo Pierre Martin is calling out for some art submissions for his spotify series! "The next season of the audioseries will be called "The Seventh Son." The series will have icons for every episode and I'd like it to be some variation on this ancient symbol: The Oroboros. It can be: - A snake biting its own tail - A dragon biting its own tail - A blue Bunny dragon biting its own tail" Interesting in submitting something/checking out the submissions? Check out his Instagram!

Source: HPM's Instagram

== Stands Black Friday Sale ==

There's still OFMD merch available at shopstands! If you were thinking of picking some of these up this is a great time -- and it's for a good cause!

Source: ShopStands

== Articles ==

More articles about our favorite show, and our Captain talking about his new tour! Thanks so much to @adoptourcrew fand @ofmooshd for keeping us appraised!

Source: Moosh on Twitter

Source: Adopt Our Crew Twitter

== Fan Spotlight ==

= Our Flag Means Frames - Moonlight Scene =

There's a new frames project hosted by Ram and @tsutsuya on Bsky! Here is the link to the full thread. The deadline will be the 31st of Janurary 2025! -- and you can sign up here! It looks like they've already shared so many frames that there are just some hand frames left so get in while you can!

Contact info:

Email: youwearfineframeswell@gmail.com

@tsutsuya.bsky.social

@panodtortur.bsky.social

Source: Ram's Bsky

== Love Notes ==

Hey lovelies! There are two things in this issue that are time sensitive and I'm running late as it is so I'm gonna make this short today! You're halfway through the work week if you work weekdays-- you are almost there crew! You can make it! <3 Sending some love notes from others for today <3

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== Daily Darby / Today's Taika ==

I just have to re-share this look they give each other today. Today's gif courtesy of the lovely @captain-flint!

[mwolf0epsilon]

Flat Frogma Friday - 86

Frogma found playing the critically acclaimed MMORPG Final Fantasy XIV with an expanded free trial which you can play through the entirety of A Realm Reborn and the award winning Heavens Ward Expansion and also award winning Storm Blood Expansion up to Level 70 for free with no restrictions on playtime.

— ☕️ Ko-fi | 🧡Commissions

[suites]

it was my wol’s nameday friday aka it’s been 4 years since i started playing xiv 🙂 time flies

[veggieblt]

8/5-8/11 WE'RE BACK IN THE FUCKING IDOL

(All times in Central!)

Monday: OFFICIALLY FINISHING THE FIGHT Halo 3 Co-Op Finale tonight! We only have one chapter left, so when we're done we're going to open up multiplayer to you guys and going through 1-3, so make sure you have your favorite of the Bungie trio downloaded if you want to join! 6 PM

Tuesday: Ha ha, what the fuck, Shadow Bringers? P'JORKCHOP WIDEBOD AND C'RANBERRY MINT ADVENTURE THROUGH EORZIA! More FF XIV with @partydemoness as we probably experience even more trauma! 3 PM

Wednesday: SPACE.............The No Man's Sky addiction has hit again, playing NMS with Pom at Radia's! 8 PM

Thursday: Gaslight. Gatekeep. Golden Idol. Doing the DLC for Case of the Golden Idol! 6 PM

Friday: Hangin out with Radia and more Cursed Halo at 2 PM followed by the FINALE of the Case of the Golden Idol DLC at 6!

Saturday: Zenless Zone Zero fun at @fivetail's! 3 PM

Sunday: Bad Game Bingo 4 PM Straight into more FF XIV with Min!

[an-droid-girl]

your honor,

[gposers]

FALL FASHION FRIDAYS HAVE ARRIVED! 

Our favorite season is finally here, so we’re celebrating by sharing some fall-tastic glams with you all!  

Our next glam—Naturally Neutral—is brought to you by Vellissa Silversun!

[girlfox]

fyi i've been a little absent bc elden ring and xiv dawntrail prep have me in a chokehold -- can probably expect me to disappear for a while still as i play the er dlc and dawntrail comes out this friday !!

[leonaquitaine]

GPosingway News!

Some news from the dev front: GPosingway just hit a milestone - its shader bundle reached 98% coverage for the test suite of collected presets! That means near-universal compatibility with favorites like Afterglow, Espresso Glow, Kyren Cinematic, and so many more.

Ever had ReShade setups break when combining presets collections? It's often mismatched shaders. GPosingway works by finding shader versions that play nice together, then retesting presets to ensure they look as the creators intended.

The preset collection and testing process is HUGE work, so some tools were built to help. For example, a linter analyzes presets, finds those shaders, and suggests compatible versions, massively streamlining the process.

Release 6 is coming this Friday with those fresh shaders and more preset additions! We're also expanding our list of community collaborators - that means an even richer, pre-tested selection of GPose goodness in the future.

Give it a spin and let me know what you think! The project thrives on feedback. =)

[elsalouisa]

“During our visit the Prince expressed a wish to come to Blenheim, and we at once began the rather onerous preparations such a visit entailed... There were, I remember, over a hundred people in the house, including thirty guests, among whom were not only the Prince and Princess but Princess Victoria, Princess Maud and her husband, Prince Charles. Our rooms on the ground floor were given over to them, and we retired to crowded quarters upstairs.

Our party lasted from Monday to Saturday, and each day I had the Prince as my neighbour for two long meals. This was a terrible ordeal for one so unversed in the politics and gossip of the day as I was, since he liked to discuss the news and to hear the latest scandal, with all of which at that age I was unfamiliar. The Princess of Wales, gay and animated, with an almost childish interest in every thing, was easier to cope with. She was full of fun. Gossip and stories about people delighted her. She made us laugh, telling us how she had to use a ladder in order to get into my bed which was on a daïs, and how she kept falling over the white bear skins that were strewn on the floor.

This visit was a tiring and anxious experience for me, since I was responsible for every detail connected with running the house and ordering the pleasures of my numerous guests. The number of changes of costume was in itself a waste of precious time. To begin with, even breakfast, which was served at 9.30 in the dining-room, demanded an elegant costume of velvet or silk. Having seen the men off to their sport, the ladies spent the morning round the fire reading the papers and gossiping. We next changed into tweeds to join the guns for luncheon, which was served in the High Lodge or in a tent. Afterwards we usually accompanied the guns and watched a drive or two before returning home. An elaborate tea gown was donned for tea, after which we played cards or listened to a Viennese band or to the organ until time to dress for dinner, when again we adorned ourselves in satin, or brocade, with a great display of jewels. All these changes necessitated a tremendous outlay, since one was not supposed to wear the same gown twice. That meant sixteen dresses for four days.

On Friday I awoke with a sense of exultation that the last day of what had seemed an interminable week had finally dawned. I was exhausted and hardly able to face the endless questions that had to be settled for the culminating reception and concert that evening. So much had still to be discussed. There was the Prince to be consulted on the people he wished to meet, the royal procession in to supper to be arranged, and a hundred household details to be reviewed. As I went on a last round of inspection before dinner I thought the state rooms, which we had redecorated in Louis XIV boiseries of white and gold, were a splendid setting for such a festive scene, and the long suite of reception rooms filled with orchids and malmaisons looked to me truly palatial. Later, as the royal procession wound its way through the throng of guests, the Prince stopping here and there for a word of greeting, I realised that the Crown stood for a tradition that England would not easily give up".

Consuela Vanderbilt Balsan "The Glitter and the Gold"

[vettir]

Streaming Schedule

For the week of 9/29/24.

Tuesday 9/1: Final Fantasy XIV! Yeah, I know I said I'd be streaming it last Friday, but 'new game fun' gripped me, and so I had to run with CK3. Will do all my weekly optionals, including job quests (I forgot Reaper still has them), Custom Deliveries, etc.

Thursday 9/3: Crusader Kings 3! We're going to see how long we can hold onto the Empire, and how well we can work on rebuilding the Empire as well!

Friday 9/4: Viewer poll! You guys get to vote on which I play. The numbers at the time I get started will determine what I play.

All streams (ideally) start between 5 and 7 pm pacific.