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elftwink · 10 months ago

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been learning to play ironsworn (gritty fantasy ttrpg which you can play with a gm but is mostly suited for solo or small group co-op gmless play) after having the rulebook pdf for several years (stars finally aligned to remove invisible thing blocking me from reading it idk) because i'm on another solo ttrpg kick & i don't know what took me so long to get around to this game because it genuinely is exactly what i was looking for. years ago when i was playing through solo 5e modules i should have just been playing ironsworn (believe it or not, 5e isn't very suited to solo play and is extremely clunky when you try lol).

also though i have dabbled in some other solo ttrpgs, a considerable amount of them are journaling games which is fun but imo considerably more work (usually by the time i'm a quarter of the way through the journal entry, i know how to entire scene played out and i want to move on to the next gameplay thing, so i get frustrated and bored quickly. it feels like when you solve a level in a video game but don't have the coordination to pull off the necessary move so you have to spend 20 extra minutes doing something you already figured out), so i really appreciate like not needing to write something for the game to progress (ive been taking notes for my own record since im playing solo and thus am not really out loud roleplaying the way you do in a group, but i definitely could do that instead and not take notes and the game would still function perfectly)

& ive been playing by myself but also in the past ive played a lot of ttrpgs in very small groups which has been other games but is mostly dnd and like. we also should have been playing ironsworn so that having a gm was not necessary. have definitely played games where we had to adapt the rules soooo much to do something that is just base game included in ironsworn. plus it's rules-light enough to do pretty complex moves that pose difficulties in bulkier games (ever introduced someone to dnd and they tell you they want to do a sick backflip and catch something and then attack and you have to tell them that will require several different consecutive rolls and some creative liberties with how the rules are 'supposed' to let you move? you can just Do That in ironsworn. use the strike move and describe it. done!)

the one thing is that although it's rules-light enough to theoretically play any setting or genre (some with more difficulty than others), ive found so far that like... the grittiness and sense of threat is very built into the mechanics so that would be sort of difficult to work around or change (but i think it's great from a game design perspective). what i mean is like, okay: you start with 5 max hp. there isn't really a way to raise this max hp, you just slowly gain abilities (assets) that make you less likely to have to lose the hp in the first place, or that make it easier to recover. when you encounter foes, you rank them on a scale of 1 -5, and enemies on the lowest side of this scale do one harm to you, while enemies on the highest side do five harm to you. so even though encountering an epic enemy won't always be deadly due to the assets you have, they are ALWAYS capable of taking you down to 0 hp with one good hit. so the feeling of threat is much more present compared to games where your character starts to be able to just tank and push through a failure or huge threat.

admittedly also i'm playing solo, im still learning how to balance combat, and also i built a character who has NO combat talents and iron (the close quarters fighting stat) is one of my lowest stats so i personally am under much more threat than if you built a character who knew how to fight or who could do deadly harm. but also the other thing about combat is it's extremely difficult to maintain control of the fight; you have to score a strong hit to do it on basically all moves, and there's a really limited pool of moves available when you don't have the initiative, and obviously none of them really favour you. i don't know that this makes combat genuinely more difficult, but it does make you feel like the fight is always about to spiral out of your control. every second you let it drag without decisive action feels like it brings you closer to dying. like i said, this is a feature of the game design and not a problem in any way. just thinking about it because when i was initially learning i was going to try to supplant it into a homebrew fantasy world of my own but the tone just wouldn't be right. and that it is somewhat difficult to replicate the kind of worlds that i typically play or run for dnd, which tend to lean somewhat sillier and definitely much higher fantasy

but i like to try new things and tbh especially in dnd i find that i very rarely feel that sense of threat and when i do feel it, it has nothing at all to do with the actual mechanics and reality of the combat and everything to do with how well the dm sells it to me and makes it sound and feel scary and dangerous. which is a testament to what a good gm can do for you but i do appreciate the threat feeling more built-in and also being actually real.

#good idea generator #kas plays ironsworn #am giving it a tag because i will continue to talk about this. its my blog #idk i just find in dnd like. players often FEEL threatened WAY before they actually are threatened #which makes it really hard to balance combat because players treat evenly matched fights like hopeless death traps #so instead they do underleveled combat that feels boring for some hard to pin down reason #but like. the reason is even though you're nervous about the dm's description and the things the monsters can do #there is no real threat. especially in bigger parties where the players DOMINATE action economy. they are always in control #so of course it gets boring. it drags out so everyone can take their turn but it never forces you to make difficult choices #or to totally exhaust all your abilities. after awhile the combats start to feel same-y #because even if the monster is different. you never have to do anything different to defeat it #ofc this is a subjective assessment and also if youre reading this and we play dnd together this is not a gripe abt our table i love u #i think it's really easy to get trapped doing this esp in tables which like rp more than combat #because its also like. once you're used to a certain balance of combat if your dm suddenly threw you a big one #you assume that this is a uniquely large threat in the narrative as well (rather than a rebalancing attempt)#and treat it accordingly. which is to say with way too much caution because it isnt actually that big of a threat #so then as a dm when you have to maintain the feeling of threat and the mechanical threat #(especially when sometimes the mechanical line between 'cakewalk' and 'tpk' is razor thin #and is more about the initiative order and luck than anything else)#you start to prioritize the feeling of threat. which is imo the right call always #but its just after awhile when you feel the threat but nothing ever happens to anybody. the dissonance starts to affect the table #also balancing dnd combat as a dm is really hard and often requires a LOT of on the fly adaptation #because sometimes the CR is useless and you don't know how it's gonna do until the dice are on the table already #anyway. my point is that im enjoying how ironsworn handles this problem

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meadow-roses · 9 months ago

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Okay, so every 2 weeks roundabout, I scan what I've drawn so far, then edit the drawings on the sheets of paper into individual files for posting.

I thought it might be fun to stream that? Idk if any of you would be interested in tuning in for a chat while getting a sneak peek of the next batch of drawings? 👀

#I'm thinking like #secret extra content commentary about the drawings that I wouldn't put into the post description #and like q&a stuff #and just generally community interaction type thing #I don't know how to do this but I know it's possible so 👀#idk it just occurred to me as an idea last editing time. my sister gets the extra content but maybe others would like that too #poll #this gives me a week after the poll ends to figure out how to set it up lol

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slushyextrachaos · 10 months ago

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Death wears tactical gear

When Simon woke up in a dark tiny space to the foul stench of decay... he thought it was finally over.

Sure he could feel his wounds festering and maggots crawling from under whatever was under him in the small space... but it all simply served as confirmation, he was good as dead... and that was that right?

The looming darkness seems to only grow darker, colder, all consuming. There was a figure in the darkness. Simon has to squint in hopes of seeing anything, large boots plant themselves next to him as the hooded figure looks down at him, gloved hands casually digging through tiny pockets on a bulletproof vest, before pulling out a piece of paper, he crouches down so low Simon could see his goggles and feel like eye contact was made, before he proceeds to shove the paper unflinchingly into one of Simon’s open wounds, an icy chill even colder than the air around him overcomes Simon and pulls the air from his lungs, he can't pull away. Then he hears it, like a whisper into his very soul.

“Dig.”

“W-what?” his own voice comes out broken, sore, barely a wheeze.

“Dig, Simon Riley, dig.” The voice urges him.

He blinks and finds himself back in the small space, fingers already clawing at the lumpy mass under him, tearing through cold, slimy pieces until he grips something solid and pulls, using what he broke off to forcefully dig through the barrier that he can only hope leads up.

By the time he digs himself from the dirt and muck, the moon shines down on him, a cold chill licks at his bare skin, he lays down in the dirt tiredly. Despite the cold wind, he feels unpleasantly warm, and his thoughts slow.

Simon finds himself tracing a wound to where the piece of paper was to find it’s real. Somehow unstained, which should be just as impossible as how he got it.

Go here for help, it reads with directions.

He groans as his stomach growls, pushing himself to his feet despite his body protesting and shuffles forward at a slow pace, as a sense of pure anger settles into his bones. He was going to hunt everyone down who so much as saw his face, he was going to destroy Roba and... and then....? Crawl back into his coffin maybe?

He’d rather not, he thinks it’s occupied.... his mind feels hazy...

“Are you okay?” Someone suddenly calls out, for a moment he thought he saw the large hooded figure staring down at him, but when he blinks there’s a much shorter man in oversized clothing.

He blinks rapidly as his vision becomes hazy.

...hunger...

When he comes to he can only be where he assumes the paper directed, wearing the bloody clothes of the man from before, he stumbles forward and is suddenly ushered into a house by a frantic looking woman who reassures him she’ll fix him right up.

He’s not sure he believes her.

Regardless of his beliefs and protests she had him scrubbed, stitched and medicated before he could even realize the sun was up when he distinctly remembers the full moon above him.

#gore descriptions #read at own risk #au idea #idk #just for fun #random #tw in general #writing #cod ghost #zombie ghost #zombie au #not apocalyptic #call of duty modern warfare #call of duty #cod fanfic #work in progress #may undergo editing

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firefurious · 1 year ago

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—» HOW DO YOU VIEW LOVE?

❝ dipped my hands in holy water just to touch her ❞

devotional

to love is to kneel. to give your all in hopes of even a glance. to sit pretty with glistening eyes wishing that it is enough. to be a sacrificial lamb to the divine, your love. pliant beneath holy hands that wash away the sin that taints you whole.

TAGGED BY: @xbadnews ty 💖 TAGGING: if you see this and you haven't done it yet i'm tagging you...

#* out of character.#* dash games.#* vex'ahlia: study.#don't know if it fits completely but. the idea of loving with everything you have.. and hoping it's enough... yes....#i think some of that description doesn't but. thinking thoughts..#like not even in the romantic sense but love in general #looking at how she is with her family and her friends..#idk i feel while she's not overtly affectionate a lot of time she gives a lot of herself to the people she loves in different ways

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flash-from-the-past · 1 year ago

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Usuki Frenzy

#neopets #flash #i liked this game a lot. very simple but i liked collecting specific stuff and the image of this cute bunny girl with a huge doll collectio #in general while i wasn't into collecting stuff on neopets myself and so didn't actually do i liked the idea of usuki #the sets more than actual dolls. i dunno. something so nice about looking at those clothes and tiny accessories #anyway yeah i didn't collect but i did the neo-equivalent of window shopping a lot for usuki and other stuff #i'd go on the marketplaces and click at random shops and spend so much time looking at the items and reading descriptions #neopets was (probably still is idk) so good about item design. so many interesting concepts.#i loved looking at shop banners too! some were so well made

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overdevelopedglasses · 1 year ago

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"I'm gonna expose everything... and it'll be poetic coming from me"

Anyway, Judgment blew me away when I first played it. The story and characters are phenomenal, but Yagami absolutely astounded me with his role as the MC. His character arc and personal struggles were, and still are, incredibly relatable, and he's quickly become one of my favorite protagonists in video games and in general media. When Halloween came onto the horizon this year, I knew who I was gonna dress up as.

Roommates and I had a blast getting these photos, and they had both great ideas for poses and how to make me look good lol.

More pics under the cut!

#not putting the normal tags on this bc aaa anxiety #but hi! its me! I exist I swear #yes I am wearing the outfit today #randos pls dont be weird or i will beat you up #mutuals i trust yall lol #general side note: i usually wear glasses (and I don't have prescription contacts yet) so I was almost blind while posing for these picture #excuse some weirdness from the description i copied some of it from instagram #i dont have to include the comparison pic because we all know who Yagami is LMAO #anyway we got so lucky with that lighting it's literally from a street lamp that happened to turn on while we were out #the LJ boxart pose was my roommate's idea idk how i didn't think of it

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jackgoodfellow · 2 years ago

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"Hikari, why are you so frightened?"

"..... and why do you always smell like garlic??"

After receiving some excellent fan art from @adamofingolstadt that absolutely made my week, I decided to provide a full face and body reveal for Hikari, since they are only partly visible on the cover art!

They wear the school uniform but not the school uniform shoes, since running shoes are best for running away, and they are all about being prepared! (Although all that the garlic actually does is make them smell like garlic. Silly Hikari! Vampires aren't real! And whatever Samo is, there is no knowing what they are or what their weakness is, if they even have any.)

Stay tuned for another suitor reveal, as well as a lovely little proof-of-concept comic about Samo the protagonist and Alfonse the sporty pastry chef!

#my art #alt-text #image description #image descriptions #i escaped my genre #hikari hikizuri #their last name comes from the Junji Ito story The Strange Hikizuri Siblings. which i have only watched and not read actually.#i watched all of the new netflix collection of his stories and they were quite good! and i just bought Tomie to read!#junji ito #junji ito maniac #horror #horror art #the new suitor is a hot fat theater kid (i mean they are like 32 but you know what i mean)#hikari is like 25 but they are so often consumed by anxiety and horror that they often look older #idk what their specialty cuisine is. maybe Italian food cause of all the garlic lol. or maybe since they are so good at research they are #into recreating historical cuisine. idk. what is the best food category for a prospective demon hunter?? 😅#they do eventually come around to Samo btw. but it is likely the longest arc in the series #Samo probably like. validates for them that they are seeing strange things. and also says that Hikari's fear of them is very hurtful.#maybe samo saves them from some generic street toughs or something #idk yet. right now i like the idea that samo is only ever seen talking by whispering in people's ears. and the audience doesn't know #what they are saying but the other characters are like HAHAHA OH SAMO YOU ARE A RIOT!!!#i was gonna make them non verbal but then i realized i didn't want my only non verbal character to be a literal monster.#if i make ANOTHER suitor they can be nonverbal or else otherwise relying on sign language and writing to communicate #but one thing at a time. kind of.#hikari is an amab trans person who sometimes wears skirts and sometimes wears pants. they have a fluid gender expression and white hair #they are the child of japanese immigrant parents and they are bilingual at least. idk if they have siblings yet.

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chipped-chimera · 1 year ago

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Yo cyberpunk modders, is there something up with MLSetupbuilder that I don't know about with Cyberpunk in 2.0 or am I just doing something wrong? I've done recolours before the patch and my initial attempts were working but now I can't get anything I make to work despite all the files looking fine and following the guide step by step (like, several times. Just in case).

#my modding #I got no idea if I'm missing an extra component to shit since glassing all my mods for 2.0 or what #I'm on wolvenkit nightly + latest available MLSetup #my usual scouring of the discords aren't working #and I don't want to be told I'm stupid (or just engage in those servers tbh)#is it the cookedapps null thing? cos I re-read the description and it says it's just for npc stuff #all I'm doing is trying to change the colouring of some shirts + tips of the black/chrome nails to gold #idk maybe I need to generate all the depos again sigh #cp2077 modding

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raininyourblackeyes · 2 years ago

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Apart from me being sick another thing annoying me rn is a friend insisting I should post a BSD fic I wrote for my friends during the pandemic to AO3. Which No.

She only watched it now since season 4 was on air and another friend started sending her word docs and she was like why don't you just send me the link? And we told her it's not on AO3, it's just private unhinged let's see how much more can Adna fuck up those characters because she loves messed up families. And now she's sending me a message an hour "reminding" me I should post it. Which. It's actually good so wtf No.

#the effort i put into my fantasy wip and things i write for friends >>> the effort i put into the actual fic i am putting out there #it's just that i enjoy writing more and do it better the less people will read it idk why #but since i spilled this already #i do actually rlly like that unhinged little story (it's long as fuck)#but idk i don't think it would be suitable for general fanfic audience readers because of how descriptive i like to get in my writing #like pages long descriptions...#and plot is still there and it's dynamic bzt i just like my writing more psychological and more description oriented #idk i don't read fanfics myself but #i didn't get the idea that fic audience is really there for that #my personal fave are the mafia executive meetings because they're like a family therapy except the therapist didn't show up #because god can't help those fuckers #it's as unhinged and full of gore as my original story just different flavour lol #idk i will probably delete this later but i am annoyed and have a fever rn so yeah

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toonice113 · 2 months ago

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Oh My My My ⋆ ★ J.Hughes

pairings: Jack Hughes x fem!reader (nicknamed Mary)

Genre: fluff

Trope: childhood best friends to lovers

summary: You've been in love with your best friend Jack since you were seven and he was nine, growing up your moms were convinced you would end up together and your dads would joke about it non stop. As you grow up you navigate through life together and figure out that maybe your moms were right all along.

warnings?: they are both in love with each other but can't admit it. I don't like using Y/N but I had to use it once or twice, a longish read?, timeline might be a bit wonky idk?, angst for like two seconds, there’s not a full on description of reader, but it’s briefly mentioned she has freckles, reader is called Mary the whole time but it’s a nickname, mention of bugs, I skimmed through it but didn’t really edit it, specially the ending so there might be some errors sorry.

Word count: 3.2k

⋆˚࿔ tina's note 𝜗𝜚˚⋆ This is my first time writing in tumblr and about Jack in general hi i apologize in advance if this sucks but i was listening to debut and this idea popped up in my mind. Also English is my second language so there's that. Enjoy!

At seven years old you realized you were in love with your best friend Jack, you have been neighbors for forever and although you were in Luke's class in school, you had always been closer to Jack. Your afternoons were spent following around the Hughes brothers while they played hockey, often finding yourself playing referee when the two older boys wouldn't let Luke touch the ball they used as a puck. Your favorite time of the year though, was summer. Your summers at the lake house were magical, in those years it was you and your parents joining the Hughes two weeks after summer started and after you'd visited your grandparents.

That specific summer your parents had announced they were having another baby and you remember all the fuss everyone made about it and how even though you wanted to be excited about it you couldn't help but feel a little scared of your parents not loving you as much anymore, no one noticed the change in your mood but Jack, he knew something was wrong when he noticed your smile wasn't as big as always, how your eyes weren't almost closed as they usually were when you smiled genuinely. “What’s wrong?” he asked as he sat next to you in the porch swing after lunch.

“Nothing” your voice came out small and it made Jack frown, he knew you were not okay and he wasn’t about to let his best friend keep feeling down if he could help it.

“Mary…”

“What if they don’t love me anymore?” your bottom lip trembled, tears threatening to spill from your eyes.

“Who?” the boy was confused, who could she be talking about? How could anyone not love his dear Mary? She was the perfect girl, kind and pretty and nice and smart and he could go on and on about the good qualities he found in his best friend for days.

“Mom and dad, what if when the baby comes they realize they don’t want me anymore?” Jack immediately wrapped you in his small arms

“Mary it’s impossible not to love you” he said “Plus, when Luke was born mom and dad didn’t stop loving me so I’m sure your mom and dad won’t stop loving you” That afternoon you and Jack spent hours sitting in the swing holding each other not really talking much but feeling comfort in each other.

“I dare you to throw this at Jack” Luke opened his hand to show you a small green caterpillar trying to crawl out of his palm.

“He’s going to freak and hurt it” you furrowed your brows, one thing Jack did not play with was bugs. Spiders, worms, roaches, it didn’t matter, they all freaked him out the same, which sucked because Luke was in that stage where he was fascinated by the creepy crawlers as Jack had baptized them and he often dragged you with him to explore the backyard and find new ones.

“It’ll be okay” you stared at him for a few seconds before sighing and putting your hand out, out of all three boys Luke was always the best at convincing you to do things you didn't want to do, and he found it especially funny when he got the opportunity to mess with his brother without repercussions because Jack could never be mad at you.

Approaching Jack who was on the end of the small pier watching Quinn try to fish you tapped his shoulder, turning around he smiled at you “Oh hi Ma- AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH” he screeched as you flung the caterpillar at him, the poor bug falling on the wooden deck and beginning to crawl away while in his state of panic Jack took one too many steps backwards and fell in the water behind him. Quinn bursted out laughing dropping his fishing pole on the deck and clutching his stomach, behind you Luke laughed as well and you, well you couldn’t help but stare with worry in your face until the boy came up for air flinging his arms and exclaiming angrily, you knew he was angry because he wasn’t using your nickname, “Y/N I’M GOING TO BEAT YOU UP” he, of course, never followed up with his threat though, never seriously thinking about actually hurting you, he did however tell on you to your parents who after lecturing you on how that was dangerous and both Jack and the caterpillar could’ve ended up hurt grounded you for the weekend and you missed out on the trip to the outdoor movie theater, feeling bad Jack brought you back all your favorite snacks as an apology for getting you grounded.

During the first two weeks of summer when you were ten you had spent lots of time with your older cousin, she was fourteen and had told you all about her previous school year, including the story of her first kiss leaving you curious about it. When you arrived at the lake house you couldn’t shake the story out of your head, your cousin had said the boy she had kissed was one she really liked and that it had created butterflies in her stomach. On your third night there, You and Jack were outside after dinner, sitting in the tree house his dad had built for the kids to hang out in, he was wrapping a stick while you flipped through the pages of a magazine “Hey Jack” he looked up from his stick to you “Truth or dare?” you were hoping he chose dare so you could implement the plan you had been thinking about since the day you’d arrived. You wanted to see if the butterflies your cousin had talked about were true.

“Dare” bingo!

“I dare you to kiss me” his eyes widened and you stared as he thought about it for a minute debating whether having his first kiss with his best friend was a good idea or not, then your eyes widened as he put his stick down and began walking the short distance to you, and as he was about to kiss you you panicked and ran away leaving poor Jack standing there staring at your figure disappear inside the house feeling embarrassment and defeat, that night Jack realized he might have liked you a little more than as just a friend.

As you grew up things changed, new friends came around, boyfriends and girlfriends, busy schedules creating a distance but never separating you two completely, even with your part time job at the froyo shop and Jack’s hockey you still found time for movie nights, early breakfasts before school, rushed meet ups during breaks and of course, summers at the lake house. 2019 was a specially weird year for you all, Jack had been busy with the US National development team and your parents had decided to buy a new house all the way across town, forcing you and your little sister to move schools. The move had meant that you could no longer just walk to the Hughes house and therefore you hadn’t seen the two younger brothers in a couple weeks, Quinn having already moved to Canada. But as summer approached you got through the two weeks of visiting your grandparents before getting ready for the big day, Jack’s draft was coming up and while your parents and sister were staying behind and spending the summer with your grandparents, you were meeting up with the Hughes in Vancouver.

Quinn’s apartment was buzzing with emotions, Ellen lecturing the boys about being in their best behavior during the ceremony with Jim by her side nodding but not saying anything, the grandparents looked amused at it while the boys looked bored. Jack lit up when you arrived, jumping up and excusing you both with the excuse that he needed your opinion on his suit, pulling you into Quinn’s guest room as you managed to wave hello to everyone before he slammed the door behind you. “Thank god you’re here” He whispered into your hair as he held you close.

“Nervous?” You ask him basking on the warmth he radiated and the hug you had been waiting for for over a month now.

“No, just tired. Mom’s been going crazy over the whole thing” He pulled away a little, still keeping his hands on your waist but far enough so he could talk to you face to face, that’s when he realized you had changed in the month and weeks he hadn’t seen you, your hair was a bit longer, you were tanner and there were new freckles adorning your face probably from spending your days in the sun while at your grandparents and you had lost some more weight in your face so your cheekbones sat taller in your face, your lips were plumper too and for a second was ready to risk it all just for a kiss, but he quickly came back to earth and pulled you back for another hug pulling you towards the bed where you two laid cuddled up to each other as you told him all about your time apart.

As he updated you on what life had been for him recently you stared at him and if he wasn't so into the story he was telling you were sure he would’ve noticed the loving glance you were giving him. He hadn’t changed one bit since the last time you’d seen him and you couldn’t help but get lost in his eyes that twinkled under the soft glow of sunshine coming from the curtain that wasn’t closed all the way. The door opening interrupted your thoughts, Luke and Quinn hurrying in and closing the door behind them, Luke threw himself on the bed while Quinn sat down by their feet “I need tomorrow to be over already” Luke sighed dramatically grabbing your hand and putting it in his head so you could run your fingers through his curls.

“Do you think she’ll be this stressed for your draft or will she have it down by then?” Quinn chuckled at his younger brother’s theatrics.

“God I hope she has it down or I might not show up until I absolutely have to” Luke said, you laughed at him as Jack tried to kick him off of you both but it only resulted in Luke slotting between you two.

“Let her be excited, two of her babies will be playing in the NHL next season” You tell the boys “Also I really don’t think she’ll be any different for your draft moosey, if anything she might be worse than right now, you are her youngest after all” Luke groaned pushing you away

The next day went by in a blur and suddenly you were at the Rogers Arena sitting between Jack and Luke after switching places a few times, you were originally supposed to sit besides their grandma but then she asked you to switch places because of the air blaring on her or something like that so you’d moved to sit on her original seat next to Quinn but then Luke started complaining about Quinn manspreading and not having any space which resulted in you and Quinn switching places and finally five minutes before the ceremony started you noticed Jack become a little restless for the first time all day after showing confident to everyone and with a singular look, Luke and you knew you had to switch places.

That is how you found yourself sitting next to Jack, his hand holding onto yours strongly, the only sign he had given anyone that day of having any nerves. When the Devils called his name as first pick of the draft you all got up celebrating and he hugged you first “I’m so proud of you” you whispered in his ear before moving to the side so he could hug his brothers and then the rest of his family. It goes without saying that your phone was filled with so many pictures and videos of him on the stage the next morning that it kept telling you you were out of space.

When you finally arrived at the lake house for summer after your stay in Vancouver your parents had a whole celebratory party planned out, a bunch of Jack’s friends joining you for it, and after dinner the parents decided to leave and so the house was filled with loud music and rowdy teenagers, you not being a big fan of small crowded areas retrieved to the upstairs balcony after making your rounds, staring down at all the people dancing and thinking about how this past year you had barely seen Jack and after this summer you would see him even less, the realization hitting you like a train, he was moving to New Jersey in the fall and you were staying behind for at least two more years, there was no way your friendship was ever going to be the way it had been ever again and you didn’t know if you were ready for it.

“Now what are you doing here all alone?” The sound of the sliding door and a voice stopped you from thinking about it too much.

Turning slightly you could see Quinn walk towards you “Just not in the mood for a party I’m quite tired” but Quinn had known you your whole life, and even though you had never appeared as closed to him as you were with the two younger brothers he had always taken the role as a big brother seriously, that included being your big brother too so he knew something was wrong, but he also knew when to push and when to wait, so he just sat next to you and sipped on his beer bottle waiting for you to say something or decide you were okay to return to the party, he would stay with you all night if he had to “I’m so happy for him, his dreams are coming true you know? But I can’t help but feel sad too” you finally spoke after a few minutes of silence, still looking at the party below “I mean this is the beginning of something great so why does it feel like it's also the end of us?”

Quinn watched as your eyes welled with tears, quickly setting his beer down and moving closer to hold you “Why do you think this is the end?” he wouldn’t admit it because he didn’t like to meddle, but he agreed with their dad’s idea that Jack and you would end up married one day, eh wasn’t blind, he’d seen the way you had his brother wrapped around your finger since you were six and eight, and even though you had never told him anything about your feelings and you were usually really good at hiding them, he’d seen the way you looked at Jack when you thought nobody was looking.

“We’ve already fallen apart this year and I only moved twenty minutes away I can’t imagine what it will be like once he is in New Jersey” You spoke through tears and sniffles, your thoughts too loud for you to notice the sliding door opening again, Quinn noticed though, turning softly as to not disrupt you in his arms, his brother, the one you were crying for was standing there, a heartbroken look on his face, Quinn encouraged him to come closer and talk to you with his eyes.

“Mary I don’t think I could go too long without you” Jack muttered walking towards you, startling you and making you separate from Quinn who squeezed your arm lightly before going back to the party. You stood there paralyzed feeling embarrassed from Jack finding out you were feeling this way, not wanting to make it seem like you were making it about you when it was supposed to be one of the happiest nights for him. “I’m sorry you felt like we were drifting apart I guess I was too in my head about the draft that I forgot about what was really important”

By now he already had you in his arms, your head resting on his shoulder as you held onto him tightly, as if you were scared he would disappear “You don’t have to apologize this, I- um it’s nothing I’m just overreacting I don’t know hormones or something” you stuttered out the sentence.

“But I mean it Mary” he spoke softly “I should’ve never been too busy to call you back or drive to your house to see you”

“You were busy with hockey Jack I understand that” you said looking up at him “It was important”

“And you are important too, god Mary you’ve been the most important person in my life for ten years, who else could I love so much as they were throwing a slimy little worm at me? I even apologized for getting you grounded after you did that” he chuckled at the memory making you smile “And who else could get away with leaving me hanging at a truth or dare kiss? Do you have any idea how much Quinn made fun of me after he found out about it?” This time it was you laughing “All those 2AM snack trips, and sneaking back into the house without anyone noticing, which mom knows about by the way, apparently we are not as sneaky as we thought we were, are my favorite part of summer, because it's just us, and I get to see you, the real you, not you who feel like you have to constantly check up on Luke or sit up straight the whole time so your mom doesn’t call you out on your posture, or like you have to help Quinn with everything because none of us do and you don’t want him to be all stressed out, those nights of just you and me watching mamma mia in our pajamas, you singing to every single song and trying to get me to dance with you, I wouldn’t change it for the world, you are my best friend yeah but I think somewhere along the way I got lost in the road and ended up falling in love with you” His confession leaves you speechless, wondering if it is real, if your best friend who you have been in love with for ten years is really standing in front of you telling you he is also in loe with you, and its only when you feel his hand touch your face to pull some strand of hair out of it that you realize it is all very real, so you reach up and pull him by his neck connecting your lips in a kiss you had been waiting for for too long.

Pulling away after a minute, both of you with smiley faces you speak “It was a cute little caterpillar I threw at you, I regretted not kissing you as soon as I ran out of the tree house and for the record I’ve been in love with you since I was seven after you sat on the porch swing with me for hours when I thought my parents wouldn’t love me anymore” Jack chuckles at your remarks and pulls you back in for another kiss.

#jack hughes #jack hughes x reader #jack hughes fic #jack hughes fluff #jh86 #nj devils #new jersey devils #jack hughes imagine

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push-tet · 5 months ago

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what I've done

The town of Veronaville is one built on little love and one big feud. For years, the Capp and Monty clans have been at each other’s throats; yet this hatred cannot stop the younger generation from crossing borders and falling for one another. Will their actions bring both feuding families to ruin, or spark reconciliation? Can their love truly heal such deep wounds?

Wouldn't you like see Veronaville in entirely different light? K-he.

WHAT’S NEW:

Added a massive storyline! The familiar Сapp, Monty and Summerdream families will be seen in a whole new light🌟

Added three brand new families with their own stories and secrets! 🌟

Added some new and special townies. At the end of the town album there will be a list of townspeople who have biographies and memories, so no need to add/resurrect literally everybody on your lot. 🌟

Added 20 new community lots + remade the old ones as well 🌟

DISCLAMER AND TRIGGER WARNINGS!!!

This hood is not a retelling of Shakespeare's plays, nor is it a mere makeover of the Maxis’ Veronaville. Think of this neighborhood as an alternate universe.

The Neighborhood contains themes of: fantasy, s*icide and self-harm, body horror, OC X CANON (?)

I may have (unintentionally) spoiled some of your favorite simmies…

ISSUES THAT I AM AWARE OF:

Some townies’ memories could disappear. It happens even with the mod that forbids the townies from losing their memories. I don't know what the reason is so I recommend checking them before you play the game, namely, by going into the family and teleporting the townies to the resident lot. If the memories are already gone, then please re-download the hood.

Hoodchecker might show some minor errors connected to the wrong memory subjects. This was intentional so don't be alarmed! It doesn't affect your game in any negative way.

Don't try to resurrect Julien Cooke. Just forget about him.

Oberon originally had an overlay with a mechanical prosthetic. But for some reason in some testers’ games the overlay was affecting Oberon's complexion, turning his skintone white… So I removed the overlay entirely. You can add it back if you wish!

RECOMMENDED MODS AND PROGRAMS:

Cyber Parts by @themeasureofasim (optional, Oberon’s prosthetics)

Restore Default Names for Sims in Subhoods (if you intent to play a subhood version of it)

🐸DOWNLOAD MF - SFS

THE CONTENTS:

VD01 ENG is a main hood; contains some of my CCs.

VVBS CC is an archive with some custom content from me for the hood (consists of: some cosmetics, contacts (in the masks section) and one female haircut).

VVBS SUBHOOD is a subhood with two major differences from the main hood: it does not contain pictures from Storytelling folder (so the nhood is less heavy) + you can pick and choose whether you want it with or without my custom content.

EXTRA CONTENT folder is not necessary to download; it contains some extra stuff from my project. This file is locked, but you can gather the password in main hood itself through the storytelling pictures and a little game in the community lots (you can find the rules of this game in the description of 2 Pentameter Parkway lot). Think of it as a reward for your attentiveness!

If you find any errors or bugs, just let me know! THANK YOU!

idk what to put in here so that dads' ranking

P.S. Destroy this town with your crazy ideas. :))

Well, the English version of this interactive fanfic is finally OUT!

I have Pahleen (translation) and @f1shart (English editing) to thank for that! And I also want to thank the many wonderful testers and people who supported my project!🌹🌹

I will continue to post materials about this neighborhood on this blog, but I also have plans to expand this universe, so for that I created a blog @vv-bs so you can follow the development of the project!

#ts2 #the sims 2 #sims 2 #veronaville #ts2 download #custom neighborhood #vv:bs

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koiiiji · 1 year ago

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✧˖° — windbreaker men & their nasty, perverted habits

✧˖° — mdni, smut, description of not safe for work content.

✧˖° all characters aged up ° ˖ ✧

idk why app let me add only 10 pics, so pls sorry, i added mostly rare characters✌🏻🥹😭

HANDSY! vinny

who is always seeking for your attention and physical touches unintentionally. vinny isn’t a big fan of showing feelings on public but he would keep his hand when hugs you by the waist suspiciously close to your ass or boobs. when you two in private, be prepared for a lot of ass spanks and vinny’s nimble hands to be all over your body under the shirt.

SPYING! jay jo

filthy motherfucker who would rather die then admit that he want to fulfill some sexual tension. so he would do everything, but not initiate sex - spying on you while you in bath, or his favorite, when you taking shower and and he can watch how streams of water flow down your hair, down your back, going lower and lower, and clouds of steam create some kind of obstacle, not allowing to fully enjoy the view, but still leaving an intimate picture that he is watching as if mesmerized, from behind a half-closed door

WHINY! min u

min u sometimes moan as a joke when you in hangout together, for example when you slap him on a shoulder after another joke, or when he accidentally hits his hand on a table or corner in your presence. AND he is super vocal in bed, like super super… even if he is on top, his voice go wild sometimes, when he's already euphoric and you're both chasing your second or third orgasm.

DIRTY MINDER! noah

noah thinks about sex in general and sex with you almost 24/7. she not thinking about it only when training and cycling, even in her sleep she saw dreams about having sex few times. she thinks about poses you two can try, about how you would look like under her or on top, or how it would look like in the mirror reflection, or if you try handcuffs, or if…. it’s always on her mind. she likes to experiment, as long as you comfortable with this, but even if you not, she would try to talk about it and comfort you into her experiment.

HORNY! harry

here is a little bit different from noah. harry just wants to have himself inside you, make love with you, hold you, rearrange your insides, all kinds of words that describes fucking. he is not thinking about experiments or things he want to try, he just want to be inside you. especially, he likes after training or after race sex, when he is still full of adrenaline and came to you to relieve himself. it doesn’t matter to be rough and aggressive sex, no, he hates to give you pain. yes, sometimes he likes to be a little bit rough but mostly he stops himself unless you saying him opposite, so mostly it’s just such a passionate sessions of making out, preparing, sex, and after care when he’s already calmed down, rubbing your back and humming softly.

PANTY STEALER! hwangyon

pervert. even though you two in relationship don not wonder that you won’t find your underwear after sleepover at his place. and if on this weekend you decided to stay at your place, don’t wonder if you won’t find pair of thong in your closet, this nasty whore definitely woke up earlier and took pantie to his pocket. it is not necessary for him to do something with them, but hwangyeon will definitely wrap them around his dick and will jack off, so when he finishes he will took photo of your panties covered in his cum and send it to you. you will phone him right after receiving photo and yell for stealing your new pair.

BREEDER! sangho

sangho likes the idea of having wife and his own small family. just him, you and your swollen tummy where will his own child come from soon. (and no annoyingly loud siblings) he likes to be on top, in control, and the idea of impregnate you makes him feral. thought about your fertility, and that he is actually able to make you a child, makes him feel that strange sensation in his lower abdomen, as if a knot is being untied. of course firstly you two had a talk about it, and both probably agreed on having protection initially, but god damn, sangho always cumming harder after imaging you having his child.

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