#it was on the packaging for everything for the longest time

[here-there-were-dragons]

does anyone else remember that time during when every single thing had these super high definition detailed 3d renders of incredibly glossy hyperrealistic blobs of water undulating and wiggling in very specific tiny ways to show how they could get the simulation to do realistic details so tiny and complicated on it, even when the thing is question had absolutely nothing to do with water, because the technology to render it like that was new and everything was trying to seem cool by going ‘look how real we can make this now’, where someone would have had to draw that before and would likely not have done as convincing a job?

[guinevereslancelot]

made some online orders now i have something to look forward to and my life has meaning 😌❤️

[nanivinsmoke]

Picture Perfect

just want to apologize for not posting in a while, I was recovering from an illness .

toji f. & shiu k. x f!reader

we all want to be stuffed by these two, right?

summary : your two hot older neighbors agree to stuff you on camera, a viral sensation.

warnings and tags : rough fucking, age gap (readers in her early twenties, the other two late thirties), blow jobs, multiple orgasms, spit play, smoking, porn (making it duh), some anal, nipple play, boob jobs, degradation, etc…

“hello everyone,” you spoke to your webcam, waving at your viewers that were currently tuned in with your livestream. you grabbed a claw clip that was on your desk, putting your hair up before continuing.

“today’s stream is going to be very interesting. remember those two neighbors i was telling you guys about? how i was fantasizing about them fucking me? well, today’s the day!” you said with a giggle, teasing yourself through you ruby red laced bra.

you had been a camstar for a year now and your page was doing really good. at first you were really nervous about showing your face and body to a bunch of random people, but when you got the hang of it; it became natural and unnerving. you only showed from your lips, downward and would blur out the rest of your face and any guests you would be having on the stream. you were making bank, this was a good source of extra income.

you grew really popular, starting off with just some solo play before collaborating with other cam stars, who you became really close with—to now, about to fuck your hot neighbors. they were all for it when you asked them a few days ago, as they have been wanting to fuck the shit out of you for the longest.

the two of them were tired of getting stiff boners watching you walk through the apartment complex, bending over to pick up packages or simply jogging around in your small little outfits; while they shared their daily cigarette. and just like they watched you, you watched them. toji, the one with those hypnotizing green eyes, lived right next door to you; and you could hear everything that went on in his place—and you knew what how good he was.

as for shiu, he lived across the hall from the both of you and would always be at his best friend toji’s house. you weren’t strangers, but after today you would be more than acquaintances.

“when are you gonna stop talking to that camera and come over here, so we could fuck that pretty little mouth of yours?” toji’s deep—panty wetting voice alerted you and your plump lips contorted into a smile. “mmm, can’t keep them waiting. enjoy the show~” you reached behind and unclasped your bra, showing off your plump breasts—before getting up from your plush seat.

sashaying over to your bed, where the two half–naked men awaited, you kicked off your heels and joined them on your king sized bed; pulling toji into a kiss while you reached over and palmed shiu through his briefs. the kiss immediately became hot and sloppy as he pushed his tongue into your mouth, dominating you with ease. freeing shiu from his underwear, you stroked him—his precum sticking to your hand as you moved.

he grunted as he watched you give him the best hand job he had ever received. your manicured hand was soft and your grip around his thick eight inches had him bucking his hips up; wanting more. breaking away from your kiss with toji, you used your one free hand to pull off your soaked panties, tossing it aside; before squatting down on toji’s clothed bulge.

“not wasting any time, are we? guess we really gotta fuck you good now” toji chuckled, grabbing you by your plush thighs and hoisting you onto his face; planting your wet cunt onto his scarred lips—which made you lose your grip on shiu’s cock. a loud moan left your tongue, as toji swirled his on your throbbing clit—sucking and slurping on the swollen bud; your eyes closing shut from the pleasure. but, you had completely forgotten about shiu. that is until you felt his fat tip being smacked onto your plump lips.

his precum became smeared on your lips as he rubbed himself on your mouth, before pushing his way inside of your warm—wet mouth. “shit..” he breathed out while you didn’t hesitate to slobber all over his girth, your moans vibrating against him while toji continued to pleasure you with his tongue.

you started off with using one hand to grip shiu’s cock while you frenched it, tongue swirling around his tip and underneath his cock—causing a low moan to leave his mouth. the way your mouth felt was so euphoric for him. the way your cheeks puffed up and suctioned as you took him, the way your sex filled eyes were brimming with tears and the way spit pooled out the corners of your mouth; had driven him to insanity.

your eyes widened even more when you felt shiu’s big hands grip the sides of your head and push you further onto his cock, making his tip hit the back of your mouth; stuffing you completely. he didn’t let you get used to his roughness, he slammed his hips into your chin; fucking your mouth to his liking.

“yeah, take it like a good little slut—fuck, no hands.” your hands fell to your sides while he proceeded to make a mess out of your mouth. he was so rough, it made your head spin. the more he pumped his fat dick inside, the more your desire increased and everything about his cock turned you on. the smell, the taste and the shape made you hornier; and your throat slowly relaxed—allowing him to push himself deeper inside.

your face was so fucked out and sloppy, coated with slobber as he continued to make your mouth his personal fuck toy. some might find this to be dirty, but he found it arousing—so arousing that he was going to cum real soon, and you knew it too. your clit was pulsating uncontrollably in toji’s mouth. your sweet juices flowing out and into his mouth while he happily lapped them up, dipping his tongue in and out of your hole; building up your orgasm as well.

you couldn’t help but moan and grind your hips on his face, adding some more stimulation to your clit. “shit, y/n—g’na cum in that pretty little mouth,” and a few seconds later he did. he painted the inside of your mouth white, the taste and the warmth only made you want to swallow it and hopefully milk him for more. you wanted to keep sucking, but he pulled out of you with a pop. finally able to breathe right, you gasped and let out a loud moan, as toji sucked on your clit hard; causing you to cum right on his mouth.

“oh f-fuck!~” toji gripped the fat of your ass while you grinded against him, cumming hard all over his face. licking every last bit of your cum, toji pulled you off of his face and pressed his lips onto yours—the mixture of your cum and shiu’s swirled around in your mouths—before the two of you separated, breathless.

shiu immediately grabbed you by your hips and placed you near the edge of the bed where he was standing at, pushing you into the doggystyle position. the sight of your ass was beyond sexy and he couldn’t help but dive his face in between your cheeks, his tongue and the hairs of his mustache tickled you, but it still felt so good. mewls spilled out of your mouth as shiu licked from your ass all the way down to your clit, sending you into a frenzy.

you never been pleased like this before and having your ass ate was such a new, thrilling experience and you craved more. you rocked your hips back onto his face, the fat of your ass smothering him which he loved. it was no doubt that shiu was an ass man.

while shiu pleased you from the back, toji decided to see how good your head game was. “how good is it?” toji asked his best friend, when he finally came up from air, alluding to your mouth. “way too damn good, toj. and fuck her mouth hard, she loves that.” hearing his best friend’s approval, the raven haired male pushed his fat—leaking tip into your mouth, groaning at the feeling.

his dick was so much fatter than shiu’s, your cheeks were spread past its normal size due to his thickness. he tasted so good too, you swirled your tongue and bobbed your head, sucking him like it was an ice pop on a hot sunny day. “too fucking good….shit, this bitch is g’na make me cum already,” toji grunted, pulling himself out of your mouth, so he wouldn’t cum too early before he could fuck your mouth like he wanted.

“told you,” shiu spoke before he stood up from his spot and grabbed his head, pushing it into your slick coated entrance. you couldn’t help but gasp as he stretched you out, which resulted in choking on toji’s cock. “dick too big mama, hm?—it’s alright, you can take it,” toji coached, one of his hands resting on your throat while he restarted to make a mess out of your mouth.

you were in pure bliss while the two men filled both sides of you. your cunt was drenched with your juices and your mouth ached in a way that you found pleasure in. these men were going to break you and you were loving every bit of it.

the pornographic sounds of shiu’s balls smacking your wet cunt, along with the slurping sounds you were making; filled the room the more the two men pounded both of your ends. your live stream was going crazy. it was dinging each time someone joined and subscribed; they were enjoying seeing you get dominated by two older men, and you were as well.

and that’s when you smelled the pungent smell of nicotine. you looked up at toji and saw a cigarette in his mouth, before he took a pull from it and reached over to hand it to shiu. the two of them were smoking while they ravaged you, and you couldn’t help but get turned on from it. “oh? did this just turn you on? seeing us smoke, while we fucked you?” shiu sent a smack to your ass, causing you to moan which vibrated around toji’s eight inches.

“you like that mama? here~” toji removed his cock from your mouth and blew some smoke in it, before a wad of his spit followed along with it. you swallowed it and moaned, sticking out your tongue for more; which made the male chuckle. “so fucking nasty,” he let out another drop into your mouth and shoved his cock right back in, his tip hitting the back of your mouth repeatedly.

shiu could feel how much your walls were clenching around him crazily and knew you were close, “cum for daddy baby, let daddy see how much this pretty pussy cums.” and it didn’t take much for you to let go afterwards. a few more hard strokes with his tip hitting your spot, you creamed around his dick—eyes rolling back in your head as you did. “shit—look so damn sexy when you cum….g’na cum too~” toji breathed out before he emptied his balls into your mouth, with you swallowing his load immediately after.

a trail of spit mixed with his cum followed once he pulled out and you let out a series of moans when you felt shiu’s cock repeatedly slam into your cunt—still sensitive from cumming. a warm filling sensation followed shortly, making your womb feel full with his cum before he pulled out as well.

you laid there breathless, stuffed with cum and a sore aching mouth; until you were flipped over onto your back—being met with toji’s green eyes once more. “my turn~,” he said with a smirk plastered onto his face, before he aligned his tip with your entrance and pushed himself in.

you couldn’t believe it. you were about to have your third orgasm for the night and you were completely fucked out and cock drunk. your cunt gushed as toji pounded into you, his cock stretching you and hitting your g-spot with each stroke. your hair was sweated out and all over the place, but you didn’t care—it was just another sign you were being fucked good.

shiu on the hand was playing with your tits. showing your hard sensitive buds some attention, leaning down to lick on them; while his cock brushed onto one of them. the stimulation sent jolts of electricity to your clit and you loved the feeling from it. “again…mmm do it again”

“where’s your manners, princess?” toji asked, spanking your clit; earning a whimper from you. “please….do it—….again, daddy~.” you locked eyes with shiu and he smirked, before he rubbed his cock against your nipples some more. “good girl”

you were overstimulated to say the least and you could feel your orgasm coming, the two of them were close behind as well. “think she can squirt?” toji asked his best friend, keeping his finger in your clit while he pounded you. shiu looked at your fucked out face and smirked, “definitely.” and he didn’t waste no time in trying to get you to squirt. he thumb swirled on your clit, while his strokes became harder; your orgasm coming at you hard.

“im cumming—im cumming!” you repeated, eyes rolling back into your head as you did and just like shiu said, a stream of clear liquid left your cunt—drenching toji and the sheets beneath you.

“fuck, that was hot. g’na cum too” shiu began stroking his cock, keeping his left hand on one of your breasts—before he painted them with a thick coat of white. and soon, toji was right behind the both of you. after a few more sloppy, hard strokes, your womb was filled once again—tummy full with both of their seeds.

you laid there dazed and out of breath, while shiu stroked your hair and lit up another cigarette. toji sat on the bed and began to massage your sensitive legs, so they wouldn’t be too sore the next day.

“good job mama. maybe next time we could do this again”

and you would definitely take him up on his offer, fucking them on and off camera again.

[vanteguccir]

── ୨୧ !　𝗧𝗥𝗨𝗧𝗛 𝗢𝗥 𝗘𝗔𝗧

　　　　　　　　　𝒄𝒉𝒓𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒐𝒍𝒐 x reader

SUMMARY: Where Y/N participates in the TRUTH OR EAT video from behind the camera.

WARNING: None.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: That is my work, I DON'T authorize any plagiarism! | English isn't my first language, so I'm sorry if there's any grammar error.

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"What's the most romantic thing you've ever done?" Matt asked, taking his eyes off the open black notebook in front of him and focusing them on Chris, his hands playing with the green highlighter.

Chris let out a breathy laugh, looking beyond the camera, his blue eyes meeting Y/N's, who smiled, raising her eyebrows, awaiting her boyfriend's response.

"I think there are two most romantic things I've ever done, both obviously with Y/N, since she's the only girlfriend I've ever had. I know you only asked for one, but I can think of two with different spheres." Chris began, looking at Matt momentarily, who nodded.

"Hurry up Chris." Nick ordered with a smile on his face as he took Matt's notebook, already anticipating his brother's response. Being Y/N's best friend, he had inside information.

"The first was last year, when Y/N and I completed three years of dating and I gifted her a trip for both of us to Italy." Chris smiled big, his eyes shining as he counted while Nick and Matt looked at him with matching smiles, happy for their brother's happiness. "She always dreamed of visiting Italy, it being her favorite place in the world, and when the three years together came I thought this was the ideal way to celebrate. I really wanted to see her happy and achieving her dream."

"I remember that, it was the longest the three of us were apart from each other because you were there for seven days." Matt commented, nodding his head.

"Yes, I remember Chris planning the entire trip. We went to that travel agency with him and helped him choose the perfect package with the best hotel and best tours. It was like a honeymoon without a wedding." Nick continued Matt's reasoning.

"I was so nervous when I went to give her the envelope with the plane tickets, I don't know why, but I thought everything was going to go wrong." Chris said, rolling his eyes when Nick and Matt started laughing, commenting that they remembered all the times he asked if it was good enough or if they thought Y/N would like it.

The girl smiled big behind the camera, her eyes lit up with happiness as memories of the trip flashed through her mind.

"So I think that's one of the most romantic things I've done for her, and the other one I didn't even realize was that romantic until Y/N pointed it out to me." Chris began, gesturing with his hands, organizing the mess of tacos in front of him. "She has a horrible habit of tying only one bow on her sneaker, which makes the shoelaces come untied more easily. Whenever we're walking together, I'm the one who notices the untied sneaker first, so I always stop her, kneel down in just one knee, take her foot with the untied sneaker and place it on top of my other knee, and tie the shoelace for her-"

Chris stopped in his speech when he saw Nick and Matt making exaggerated expressions of surprise and "dying in love", laughing together, making him roll his eyes and look at his girlfriend in disbelief, who laughed quietly, sending him a wink, causing a blush to grow on his cheeks.

"May I continue?" The middle brother asked loudly, looking at Nick and Matt with a bored expression.

"Sorry." The two said in unison, wiping their eyes from the tears from their exaggerated laughter.

"And also when Y/N wears high heels on certain occasions, whenever we go out of the house together I don't let her buckle her heels, I kneel down on one knee and buckle them for her. This is kind of an act of service but that she finds super romantic, and I realized that it really is when I saw that no couple around us do it. There are many more romantic things that I have done for her, but if I were to say everything the video would last more than an hour. " Chris finished, smiling broadly and holding up a tumb to the camera, blowing an air kiss to his girlfriend, who pretended to take it with one hand and put it in her pocket.

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"Okay, next question, how long have you gone without showering?" Nick asked, glancing briefly at the question in the notebook before closing it with the highlighter in the middle, focusing his attention on Chris.

"Since almost four years ago I've been showering every day, Y/N rules!" Chris began, raising his arms in surrender. Nick let out a laugh as he looked at Y/N and saw her nodding quickly with her arms crossed.

Matt quickly looked at the girl when he saw Nick looking at her, laughing at her expression.

"Before I met my beautiful, perfect girlfriend, it was a weekend." Chris said, laughing as he mentioned his girlfriend in a joking tone.

"No, it was more than that. I know how long it was, let me answer." Matt jumped in, taking a sip of his soda when Nick told him to shut up, the sound of a low chuckle echoing faintly through the kitchen as Y/N tried to stop herself from laughing, watching the brothers bickering.

"I've already gone without showering from a Friday night until a Monday morning." Chris concluded, Nick muttering that he had already done the same. "Like, four days." He added.

"That example is less than four days, Chris." Nick commented while laughing, Matt following him.

"I'm a changed man, I don't do those things anymore." Chris said, crossing his arms and lifting his chin with a snobbish expression, increasing Nick and Matt's laughter.

"You men are so disgusting." Y/N whispered only for the three to hear, rolling her eyes.

Matt looked at her with an offended expression.

"Yeah guys, if I go a day without showering I'll sleep on the couch." Chris said looking at the camera as he opened the package of the next taco, putting an end to that discussion.

Nick passed the notebook back to Matt, starting the timer again so that Chris could go back to eating while Matt searched for the perfect question.

"The time is over!" The redhead announced, looking briefly at his phone screen while Matt closed the notebook, already with his question in mind.

"Okay, give me the inside scoop of the perfect Chris Sturniolo date night looks like?"

"What is this, Y/N who created my questions?" Chris asked after finishing chewing, letting out a laugh through his nose, his blue eyes looking briefly at his girlfriend only to see her with her arms raised in surrender as if she didn't know anything.

"Just answer the question Chris." Nick pressed, turning to face him.

"Can I give an example of a date I had with Y/N ​​and we always do it again because it was really good for us?" Chris asked, arranging the napkin on the table as he glanced briefly at his brothers, who nodded. "Okay, I guess first I have to establish here that for me, when it's a date, it's literally a whole date day. On my first date with Y/N, I picked her up with an Uber in the morning with a bouquet of flowers since I don't know how to drive and I didn't want to bother Matt, and we had brunch at a cafe attached to a bookstore, because when we were getting to know each other she said that she really liked reading books and drinking coffee. Boys, understand one fundamental thing, listen to everything your girl likes and has to say, it will help you a lot and contribute to your relationship." The boy said, pointing to the camera as he said the last part.

Y/N felt her body heat up with shyness and love as she remembered that day, holding herself back from going to Chris to hug him tightly and shower his face with kisses.

"Afterwards we went for a walk around the city while we talked and I took her to a place where they only have those teddy bear catching machines, you know?" He looked at his brothers receiving nods. "And we stayed there for a while, where I got her a teddy bear, she still sleeps with it to this day."

Chris informed the last part in a whisper as if it was a secret, ignoring his girlfriend who rolled her eyes exaggeratedly.

"Afterwards, as we were still satisfied from brunch, I took her to an amusement park close to where we were and we stayed there for hours, we even had dinner there at one of the hot dog stands, I remember I bought her some cotton candy later and I will never forget her happiness because of it." He counted with shining eyes, rolling his eyes at his brothers who made gestures of vomiting. "And finally, I took her to a park that had a lake with ducklings and we walked around there and fed them for a few hours, that's where we also had our first kiss." Nick and Matt made air-kissing gestures, making fun of Chris, who pushed their faces with his hands. "That was my perfect date."

The boy finished, smiling big and taking the taco in his hand, ready to finish eating and start to ask Nick questions.

"You two are so disgusting." Matt said in a joking tone, passing the notebook to Nick, knowing that Chris would sit there.

Y/N smiled behind the camera, her cheeks already hurting from how much she was doing it, her heart warming up while hearing Chris talk about them with so much love, feeling like she could fall in love with him all over again.

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extra - comments:

"omg Chris seems like a really great boyfriend!!"

"they are so pretty together."

"one day I want to have a partner who cares about me as much as Chris cares about Y/N."

"the fact that he took her TO ITALY just because he wanted to see her happy 😭"

"Chris, the last romantic man on earth."

"the way he talks about her 😫"

"get married already."

"petition for Y/N and Chris to make a video talking about all his romantic acts ✏️📄"

[ethereal-night-fairy]

Mistletoe Kisses Part 1

Poly!141 x GN reader

Let's see which one of the boys can get the most kisses from you during this Christmas season.

Poly Masterlist

AGELESS BLOGS AND MINORS WILL BE BLOCKED.

Words: 1.1k

The base has been weird for the last couple of weeks. It's unfortunate that not many people were given permission to leave and spend time with their families this holiday season. You and taskfore 141 had an upcoming mission to leave for right after New Year's day so everyone was stuck on base preparing. You've tried your best to liven everyone's spirits by decorating the common room and mess hall with lights and a Christmas tree. You had even managed to jokingly put some mistletoe in strategic places to get some of the recruits laughing. It was a little joy and laughter in an otherwise shitty situation. Gaz and Soap seemed to be having a great old time utilising the mistletoe every chance they get. It was endearing to see that they had such a close friendship.

Your friends back home were like that too. Kissing and hugging each other for laughs. It was quite nostalgic to witness it on base. You've seen The Captain and your lieutenant having fun with the mistletoe too. Giving each other kisses on the cheek or forehead. They did the same when they caught anyone else from the taskforce underneath it. You've been extra careful not to loiter around it. Though Soap and Gaz have tried but you just ended up scurring off before they could pull you underneath it. The base seemed a lot more festive and full of joy and were glad the effort you put into everything was paying off.

You had managed to also get small gifts for everyone, even the new additions to the base. It wasn't anything special, just small little gifts of sweets and chocolates. Though you did splurge a little with your teammates getting Price his favourite cigars and Ghost his favourite bottle of bourbon. With Soap and Gaz you were more playful with your gifts. Soap was going to receive some scotch and a scotch glass with the Scottish flag on in. You know since he's so patriotic. Gaz was a little harder to shop for but you ended up settling on hand knitted jumper. He had mentioned to you that his nan used to gift him one every Christmas. So an idea popped into your head to knit him the most god awful jumper anyone has ever seen. It was a poor looking jumper but you had tried your best. You wanted it to look tacky but in a cute way. Though you severely overestimated your knitting skills. It did look tacky but also poorly made. Who knew knitting would be so hard? You also got him his favourite alcohol. Hopefully by the time he opened your gift the alcohol would make it look a lot nicer than it was. Everything was prettily packaged and put under the captain's tree in his office.

You place the last of the dinner prep in the fridge. Everything was seasoned and marinated. All you had to do tomorrow was put everything in the oven and make the gravy and sides. You were glad the guys were warming up to you. For the longest time it felt like you were intruding on the tight knit group of theirs. They were very affectionate to each other more so than any other group you've seen. It made sense that they were cautious about you in the beginning. But recently you feel much closer to them. They were beginning to show you the same affection they reserved for each other. It was a surprise the first time Gaz had engulfed you in a bear hug after a mission had gone wrong. You both had barely made it out alive. Since that scare you felt they paid more attention to you. They always seemed to be on high alert when on missions with you. The casual hugs and pats were received more frequently now. They even started flirting with you like they did with each other.

You'd brush it off as military humour. A lot of the recruits did that too, it was nothing new. So you didn't really mind when their hands would linger jokingly while moving you to get something. Or when someone tried flirting with you at a bar one of them always had their arms wrapped around you. They also liked pinning you down during sparring sessions. They would laugh at you when you couldn't escape their hold. It was really frustrating sometimes. Then again, hand to hand combat wasn't your strong suit. But it was all fun and games between teammates so no harm done. The only thing that was getting a bit much was them trying to kiss you under the mistletoe. They were treating it as a competition. One you didn't want part in considering they probably made a bet on it. They did these stupid bets quite often since getting closer to you. You shake your head as you go to get ready for bed. You had an early start tomorrow.

You slide into your warm covers happy and content looking forward to the next day.

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“How have none of us managed to get at least one kiss from them?”, Gaz huffs as he sits on the captain's desk. Price caresses his hips and thighs as he goes over the plan of the upcoming mission.

“You muppets probably scared them off”, He blows out a puff of smoke from his cigar as Gaz moves away from him annoyed.

“It doesn't help that they know where all the mistletoe is placed”, Ghost comments as walks behind Price's chair as he discusses his formation and position for the stakeout.

“Aye we only have till tomorrow. We should move the mistletoe”, Soap offers as he inspected the wrapped presents under Price's tree. Gaz comes up behind him smacking his head when he catches him trying to open his. “Come on then let's go move the mistletoe while they're asleep”, Gaz drags Soap by the arm who's rubbing his head. They leave to change the locations of the mistletoe you had placed at the start of the month.

“Sometimes I wonder how they managed to pass selection”, Ghost murmeres under his breath, managing to get chuckle from his Captain.

“Did you wrap the present we all got them?”, Price inquiries while writing something down on the file.

“It's under the tree with the rest of them….Do you think they'll like it?”, Ghost asks eyeing his Captain and lover. Price looks up from his file with a twinkle in his sapphire eyes.

“we'll find out won't we?”, He gives Simon his warmest smile, before giving him a tender kiss when he bends down.

Copyright © by ethereal-night-fairy. 2023. All Rights Reserved. Writing not permitted for reposting, transcription, translation or use with AI technologies.

[drtrashgames]

Here’s a series of board games I’ve made recently.

Astro Asterid’s Quick Shuttle Repair

Derelict ships in space need to be fixed quickly, so they call on Astro Asterid to repair them! Carry resources through the halls of various ships to repair systems that have crashed. The more resources you carry, the slower you move, and the more likely more systems will go offline! Move quickly but strategically to repair all the systems before time runs out!

Treasure by Torchlight

A single player dungeon crawling role playing game featuring cute little mammal characters in a fantasy setting. Journey through dungeons collecting treasure and defeating monsters to level up your character so you can take on the final boss! But be careful, with every step you take your torchlight grows dimmer. Keep that torch lit as you explore randomly generated dungeons!

Treasure by Torchlight: Bite Size

This is a mint-tin version of the same game. This “bite size” version contains everything the full size game does. An enormous game in a tiny package!

Noah’s Ark

A very simple mint-tin game for young players. Move down the landscape collecting animals and bringing them one by one back to the ark. But hurry up! The flood waters are rising! Count up points at the end of the game and see if you got a high score!

The Longest Week

In the middle of a zombie apocalypse you manage to find shelter and call for help. However, help won’t arrive for 7 days. During the day scavenge for weapons, farm for food, or gather resources to strengthen your gate because when night falls the zombie horde attacks! As the days progress the horde outside grows larger and stronger. Can you survive the week and be rescued?

All of these games can be found with more information and prices on my storefront on The Game Crafter website here!

[simulatedstyles]

18th Century Chemise & Breeches

A set of historically-accurate garments for your Male Sims!

Hi all! After what seems to be the longest time away from The Sims 4 (all thanks to Fallout 4, Baldur's Gate, and Dragon's Dogma 2), I'm back to playing my historical save and creating some Sims content. I made these pieces of cc literally years ago as a quick little personal creation, but I've decided that I actually like them and thought I'd share with you all!

You Get 4 Package Files:

The "un-tucked" version (the original mesh I created) is what would've been worn as the only layer of underwear in the 18th century, so men would be fully commando under their shirt. With this in mind, I designed the chemise to be worn without any bottoms, leaving your Sim's lower half nude.

If you're using any unmentionable adult mods in your game (cough cough 👀), you WILL see all parts underneath...no promises that there won't be some clipping should your sim hunks be a bit more...ahem...well-endowed...

You should be able to pair this un-tucked version with any pants you'd like in-game, however there will likely be clipping if not paired with the breeches I've made for them. The "tucked" version should work with pretty much everything though!

Located in the Tops category of CAS

3 swatches in different shades of "linen" (historically speaking, these would never be colored, so I did not provide any colorful swatches)

HQ compatible textures

BGC

These are a mesh edit of @historicalsimslife 's port of "Bardly Shirt" from TS3 - you do not need their mesh for mine to work, but what are you even doing if you don't have it already in game?

In the 18th Century, breeches were the next layer worn after your chemise (without any "underwear" beneath as we would wear today). Gentlemen would simply tuck the length of their chemise directly into the breeches. I tried to add a bit of accuracy and realism to them with a buttoned flap on the front for easy bathroom access and ties at the knees and back of the waist to keep things snug!

I had originally only created these in the same 3 linen swatches to match the shirts, but ultimately decided I liked them enough to pair with other options as well. So I ended up providing you many swatches for these!

2 versions: one with a bulge and one without

Located in the Bottoms category of CAS

70 swatches in my usual favorite Federal & Georgian palette

HQ compatible textures

BGC

Here ya go!!

[finnickeys]

i love seeing posts about district four and the sense of community and duty that must exist there based on what very little we actually know about the district as a whole, and also what we do know about the other districts.

they’re fishermen and sailors and they work in crews in units and spend the longest hours with one another on the smallest of boats and with elbows constantly bumping. they have terrible jokes and are quite blunt and harsh at times. you’ll know if you’re doing something wrong because nobody will hesitate to tell you, but that doesn’t mean they don’t care. on the contrary, they tell you because they care. they believe in looking out after their own, and about how the community is stronger together and they can build each other up with valuable skills and decades old tried and true knowledge.

there’s a large sense of duty to the household and an overall intense and strong work ethic that starts from a very young age. you’re expected to help and pitch in in whatever way that you can, whether it be setting the table, running errands, or joining your parents in their business. if they were fishermen you were on boats. if they were fishmongers you were handed a knife and a bucket and ice. if they were packaging workers you helping pass supplies and cans.

there’s shanties passed down from generation to generation and every member of the older generation could tell you more stories and lore than you’d ever be able to remember. but they remember, and they pass it down, and then the kids continue to pass it down.

the district has such a rich culture and it’s people can be so strange and so peculiar but they are a population brought together by those stories and beliefs and it’s no wonder they rebel so early and that finnick is part of a rebel plot that relies on bringing together victors who have spent decades disconnected, seemingly indifferent, crass, and everything else to one another

[leggerefiore]

All this Rocket stuff makes me feel for poor Silver. I really love the idea of S/O being a step-mother figure for him, even after she leaves Giovanni.

Makes it clear to future partners that the kid is a package deal and may drop in on occasion.

Silver deserves good parental figures okay? ;e;

you gave me an idea... so

cw: fluff, not super romance focused, step son silver (? lol)

pairing: Lance/Reader, Past Giovanni/Reader, Silver & Reader (Parental)

Somehow, in the madness that followed Giovanni's disbanding of Team Rocket, you of all people ended up with his son. You, his partner who was almost certainly not Silver's other biological parent, nor really the immediate person most would expect that would end up with the boy. Yet, here he was. With you. In Johto. You were not exactly going to complain, as you had been a bit worried about the boy since you had left the team and Giovanni. Silver barely had any time spent around other children his age and was already growing to accept and imitate that bad behaviour that he was growing up alongside. You knew it was not the best environment for him. Especially when Giovanni would disappear for literal days and leave Silver in the care of you or his right-hand man. The poor boy was desperate for Giovanni's attention in many ways.

You had heard his declaration that he was going to become strong all by himself, and initially refused your aid when he had come to find him in trouble with a police officer. A lie that he was simply going through a rough rebellious phase got him free, and he begrudgingly came along with you. Despite everything, you had been there for him the most out of anyone else in his life. The other Rocket admins had apparently tried to keep him close, but they failed to keep his favour enough for him to remain anywhere within their reach. All their talk about reviving Team Rocket and bringing Giovanni also scared him off, without a doubt. Instead, you found yourself watching over him. He was moody, but it would have been more concerning if he was not.

Still, you saw the sweet little boy in him that you had known the longest. Silver was quite desperate for praise and affection. You would praise his little battle strategies he would come up with the pokemon that his father would let him borrow or compliment his grades when he actually did his schoolwork. You even let him nap with his head in your lap numerous times. And, well, you were the only consistent presence in his home life most of the time. It was hectic having to feed two mouths, yet you rose up to the challenge. The idea of leaving Silver alone to fend for himself (no matter how much he may have insisted on it) left you disturbed. He was still a little boy, no matter how many times that he stated he was trying to become a man.

“… Where'd you get that pokemon, Silver?” you asked the red-head when he walked in with a Totodile. It seemed to despise him. Something in your heart already told you the answer. He was his father's child, in the end.

“From a professor…” he grumbled and walked up to you in the kitchen. His dark eyes held a bitter resentment. Though, it was not directed toward you. “I'm going on a journey. I'm going to prove myself the strongest,” he said plainly, not daring to care to ask for permission. You knew better than to try to deny him that anyway. Rolling your eyes, you instead brought a hand to ruffle his hair. From a professor, he said. You had not heard him mention being close to any professors, nor asking to be a research assistant. The truth was more plain to see. You sighed.

“Alright,” you nodded, “Call me, won't you? I'll be worried sick if you don't.” It was best to continue being a person he could turn to in his troubling times. Him coming to you to tell you that he was going out rather than just vanishing was an improvement if anything. He grumbled again at you ruffling his hair, but he did not swat your hand away.

“Fine…” Silver nodded, “I will.”

“And, Silver,” you knelt down to his level and flashed him a serious expression, “Maybe try thanking that professor.”

He swallowed in reply.

~

You stared deadpan at the Indigo League champion standing outside your apartment door with Silver trying to hide behind him, clearly flustered. Lance's smile was bright at you as he introduced himself and pulled forth the boy out from behind him. Silver seemed to refuse to meet your eye. Apparently, something had happened. What it could be was beyond you, but you wondered if it was related to that attempted Team Rocket revival. Archer had contacted you and asked if you wanted in, but you declined. That was all behind you, and the idea of seeing Giovanni again made you a bit irrationally angry.

“I apologise for showing up like this,” Lance was polite in his words, “I believe… You're an adult watching over him, right?” You nodded and moved to let them inside. The champion took your offer. Silver stomped inside and sat down on the couch. You sighed. This was going to be a mess, was it not? Well, you had decided to take on watching the child, so this was on you to take some responsibility for his actions. Granted, you had frequent contact with him through calls. You had heard all about his not-rival rival — some girl around his age who seemed to know just how to get under his skin by being nice. His clearing of the gyms in Johto... You thought you were pretty up-to-date on his goings-on. It seemed not.

“… He hasn't killed someone, has he?” you started off with a joke, mildly concerned with what had actually happened. Lance laughed and shook his head. Silver tensed up with wide eyes. You pat his back.

“No, no, not at all,” he continued, “See, he was asking me to take him as a protégé, and I wanted to get your permission first.” Silver turned his head to glare at the window. You blinked. Protégé? As in training him?

“Huh? Oh,” you wondered if he had been entirely forth-coming with what he had been up to. Another trait from his father. Wonderful. “Sure,” you nodded, “I don't mind, if you would.” There was no doubt that the champion would be a good influence on him. Probably better than you could ever be. “You didn't tell me you were out befriending league members, Silver,” you called out to him.

He refused to move to look at you. Even Lance appeared a bit exhausted by his behaviour. It was nothing new, but he seemed embarrassed even more so than usual. You wrapped an arm around his shoulders amicably and pulled him into your side. “Thank you for taking on my poor boy,” you said like an exasperated mother might, “I know he's a trouble-maker and horribly disrespectful. I hope you can make him an honest member of society.” Silver pulled away from you and gasped, face as red as his hair. Lance barked out a laugh.

“I-I'll try,” Lance stuttered out in between his laughs, “No promises, though.”

~

Lance had become quite close with you following that. You both had exchanged contact information, as he promised to keep in touch with you about Silver's issues. There was a bit more relief that someone else reliable had an eye out for him apart from you. Except… Well, when the champion had learnt that you were quite an experienced trainer on your own, he offered to battle you. This soon turned into a strangely friendly rivalry before blooming into something else. It shocked you when he offered you out to a café in Goldenrod. He showed up in normal clothing, donning a simple jacket over a t-shirt and dark pants. You could not recall if you had ever seen him out of his dragon tamer uniform — personally or professionally.

It quickly became clear that you had been invited out on a date. Part of you felt it was impossible and strange that an ex-criminal like you had caught a champion's attention so thoroughly. You found that underneath the polite and prideful veneer was a very sweet and caring man. He was oddly doting if not a bit confused. You could tell romance was not a forte for him, but his attempts were charming all on their own. There was only laughter when he bought you a Dratini keychain out on a date before, wondering if you would even enjoy such a thing. It was impossible to reject the offering after that. Even when he learnt about your past, he seemed to shake his head.

“You're clearly not the same as you were,” he had smiled while clutching your hand, “And… Whatever you did doesn't matter now. You're clearly working hard to prove that. Be a bit easier on yourself, won't you?”

His words had pierced you deep. All the shame and regret you had felt about your intimate connections to Rocket were gone in an instant. Instead, you wanted to focus on your new life with the champion and watching over Silver. It felt strange… You had not thought about dating anyone since most people were unable to come to terms with your odd situations with the boy, but… Lance did not care. Instead, he was quite happy to help you in caring for him. He was the kind of strong, firm support and authority that Silver had so desperately needed. You almost teared up as you embraced and kissed him. The champion had reciprocated your affections all the same.

~

“Ew,” Silver gagged when he walked in to you, pecking a kiss on Lance's lips as he got ready to head out to the league. The champion cocked up a brow at him. You shook your head in reply as you pulled away. Life had settled down pretty well for you. You and Silver had moved in with Lance after your relationship with the dragon tamer had become serious. A ring sat on your left hand to prove that. The steady home environment and consistent figures in his life had really been influential on Silver. He had stopped disappearing so frequently and came more by night. Your worries had decreased significantly.

An arm was around your shoulder as Lance pulled you into him. “Your uniform isn't proper,” he scolded the boy, who scoffed in reply. School was still not a favourite thing, but he was attending again.

“I don't care,” he grumbled and walked up to you both, “Did you really have to settle on this guy?”

You shrugged, “Could have tried to hunt down your dad if you preferred.” His face scrunched up like his Sneasel's would when smelling something citrussy. You laughed. Lance shot a strange look at you in reply. Apparently, the only thing he could not stand that you had done was actually be in a relationship with Giovanni. You supposed it was pretty bad in retrospect, but you had gotten something nice out of it. Breaking away from Lance, you stepped towards Silver and fixed his tie a bit. “Neither of you can complain about that,” you pointed out, “It's how I met both of you technically.”

Lance seemed a bit uncomfortable with that revelation, while Silver glanced away. You pulled back after finishing his tie. “I mean, I guess,” Silver relented and then gave you an unexpected hug, “Ugh… I love you.” It seemed you were being compared to his actual parents again. You hugged him back and returned his sentiment. He then pulled away to act like he had not just done that. Well, you were glad that you two were back to being closer these days. The flashes of the younger Silver you knew were things you cherished deeply.

“I love you, too,” Lance came up to put a hand on your back and say. You smiled back at him. He then asked Silver about upcoming exams, to which the boy turned pale.

You sighed.

You really did love the family you ended up with.

[copperbezel]

Zephyr Slip

At the end of last year, before I'd begun working on Bit Cobalt, I ran into some paleoart of Austroraptor, a dromaeosaur (raptor) from Argentina. Austroraptor is one of the largest dromaeosaurs, with a long, narrow, Big Bird snoot, conical teeth that probably point to fishing, and small forelimbs, as well as leg proportions that hint at a runner. Much of the paleoart I saw depicted Austroraptor in waterbird colors, which gave it a soft and friendly appearance, immediately my new favorite dinosaur.

So I drew an Austroraptor and then a robotic one, adding a quail topknot or ahoge feather, and started to think about making a transforming figure that would change from this animal into a humanoid robot. But a transformation from cute robot girl to cute robot girl, except one of them is a dinosaur, seemed a bit redundant, and there would be compromises in both directions that would detract rather than add.

But a couple of months later, I saw a particular motor scooter and something clicked, and the game was on. I love motor scooters, and they're a fantastic accessory for other figures on the shelf. I went through two foamcore prototypes to nail down the transformation, making it as simple and sturdy as I could manage and making sure both modes would scale well with other 1/12 scale figures.

I also started collecting some reference images for details I could nab and integrate, and to nail down the scaling of the scooter.

After I had something that worked, I drew up some concept art for both modes and started modeling. I was able to streamline the design a couple of steps further in the 3D model, and then it was all carving up shapes, fine tuning, etc. Probably the longest phase of modeling was after I had my model roughed out into shape, but needed to build the joints, firm up the edges, define all the contact surfaces, and apply subdivision surfaces. I found it useful to rig the model and set a couple of animation steps in Blender for the two modes so I could simply page back and forth between them.

I had to set the design on the back burner while I worked out the kinks with my 3D printer and built my last couple of projects. Then I made a test print to identify any trouble spots, and after a couple of tweaks to get the feel right, it was time to print and finish the real thing. Zephyr Slip is the first thing I've printed in "color", and thanks to some dyes I need to experiment with more, she won't be the last. That means a much more durable finish for parts that have to slide against one another or clip into place. I did add a gloss coat to some surfaces of the black elements, but it shouldn't show chipping much. (Unlike the kickstand, thanks to my terrible decision to paint its feet.)

Like my previous figures, Zephyr's eyes (and console) are just printed gloss paper under a coat of gloss varnish, and her headlights and taillights have some clear resin poured in over the paint and cured into place for lenses.  Cutting plastic windows like the ones on my Vertigo GT for the lower headlights didn't have the same effect, so they got the same clear resin treatment. The decal designs themselves were made in Blender, because I've given up on Inkscape's interface, but I think they came out okay.

The joints are almost exclusively 3mm ABS rods, although her hip joints are Kotobukiya Hexa Gear joints, which gave me a sturdy pin and hinge in a compact package and without visible pegs. I'm looking into options to make the pegs show less while being easy to remove for the construction and painting process. Despite some care with the tolerances, I did have to widen some peg holes and mush some pegs during assembly to get her pose well and snap together tight into either mode. But everything does clip solidly into place, resulting in a really playable figure. 

As my first fully transforming figure and also my largest, Zephyr Slip is definitely the biggest figure project I've tackled so far, and I'm extremely happy with the results. Posability is probably her weakest area, but she can pounce and emote, and with her solid handfeel and satisfyingly snappy transformation, I'm happy with the design. 

Paleontologically, I've followed most of the proportions of the real animal, although her torso should be a little bit longer, and her tail half again as long. She should also have visible first fingers, and I'm playing into the paleoart meme of bare snouts on dromaeosaurs that shouldn't have them. The proportion of thigh to shin is exaggerated, and the tail should have some left-right sway even if it's inflexible in the vertical axis. But it pleases me that she is both a roughly accurately scaled Austroraptor, and also a fairly realistically scaled scooter (if a bit chunky).

As always, due credit to @aprilpowered and Workbenchmaniac for support and feedback along the way, as well as Nemocyte (Tumblr | Twitter), whose feedback helped me to work out (among other things) the articulation needs of a theropod figure, something I'd never had to think about before.

[shepherds-of-haven]

Happy New Year, everyone! I thought it would be fun to do a little retrospective on the game's progress over the last year... Shepherds of Haven has grown so much from the little demo I posted in January 2018, and it continues to steadily build and flourish in so many different and exciting ways! Here's a look at just some of the things we accomplished in 2023!

I added 143,151 words to the game (2.5 main chapters, 8 new character interludes) in 2023: the equivalent of writing the longest Lord of the Rings book in one year! We also broke our huge 1 million word milestone—without including code—meaning Shepherds of Haven is now officially twice as long as War and Peace, and almost as long as the entire 7-book Harry Potter series... and all in a single game!

A lot goes into game creation behind the scenes, including the coordination and creation of visual assets for the game—like character cards, codex entries, maps, portraits, and backgrounds—fun stuff for the fans (like the MC info template we created), and songs for the official soundtrack. As the game creeps slowly and determinedly towards its initial completion, that also means learning new things as a solo developer to prepare for the future, like learning to build an official website, researching business and tax practices, and beginning to think about how to conduct testing, publishing, and marketing down the road. Much of what I enumerate here hasn't been made public yet and will continue to cook in the background for a while, but I'm very proud of the work I've gotten done this year and will be excited to unveil more in the future!

And of course, for even more Shepherds of Haven content, I've added and completed even more stories for our little library on Patreon (which also has sizable word count at this point): The Bridge of Bones (a Trouble and Riel murder mystery), O Happy Dagger (a dark adventure featuring Briony, Chase, and Red), and The Hunt (a wild tale involving Tallys, Halek, Shery, and new kinds of spirits, fey magic, and Elves) were all serial stories completed in 2023, while Some Kind of Virus is a cyberpunk zombie apocalypse AU that will continue to be updated with new chapters monthly.

A full list of the Shepherd short stories and serial novellas (with links) can be viewed here!

I hope you enjoyed this session of Shepherds of Haven Wrapped! Honestly, this doesn't actually cover everything I've been working on, but some things can't be packaged and listed out neatly, or otherwise won't seem very interesting to anyone else but me! 😂 As we inch through Chapter 9 and get more interludes done (only a few more main chapters to go), I'm hopeful that I'll also be able to find time to work on my next novel, but we'll see if the Shepherds schedule ends up ramping up or settling down as we work steadily towards finishing the main story!

One important thing before wrapping up is to acknowledge your guys' role in this wonderful, wild journey. I want to express my heartfelt gratitude to each and every one of you for your invaluable contributions to the development of Shepherds of Haven. Whether you took the time to share links to the game, supported its growth on Discord or Patreon, left encouraging messages or asked interesting questions, reported bugs, or showcased your remarkable works of fanfiction or fanart, I am sincerely thankful for the unwavering support from this amazing community! Your collective efforts have played a pivotal role in shaping the world of the game into what it is today. Words cannot adequately convey my gratitude for your support, and I am truly blessed to have such a passionate community surrounding this project.

As we step into 2024, I am filled with anticipation for the developments awaiting Shepherds of Haven. Big things are on the horizon, and I am so excited to share these experiences with you! Thank you for being an integral part of this journey, and here's to the continued growth of our shared little world. Cheers to 2024—may it be a year filled with creativity, adventure, and joy! 🎊

[the-s1lly-corner]

How would follower!bishops react to a disciple!reader who's very giving and accommodating to them when they first join the cult? As in giving them care packages and showing them around, doing it out of their own free will. The reader knows who each of them are too maybe?

Follower!bishops x kind!disciple!reader

Anon you don't know what you've done because this is exactly how my main cotl OC is I'm about to get silly

Also I could NOT find a decent gif ignore Danny

Notes: reader is GN, you are a disciple of the lamb, you're one of the few people in the cult who knows who the bishops are (something something its been a very long time since theyve all been taken down, passage of time)-- implied that reader is either immortal via a gold skull necklace or other means OR they just keep up with history, follower bishops, more platonic than romantic, crushing if you squint

CWs: none

LESHY

if youre a bit of a pushover he might put some of his chores onto you- will grumble and mutter to himself if you put your foot down though... average youngest sibling activity who had a taste of godhood blah blah hes spoiled

genuinely doesnt know if he feels offended that youre putting so much time aside for him or loving that youre doing your best to make things as comfortable for him as possible- are you doing this for pity or for something else?

will get jealous if you apply the same energy to his siblings, youre his buddy!!

probably thinks hes swaying your faith before you just outright say youre doing all of this out of the kindness of your heart- still teases the lamb about it to stir some drama

HEKET

feels she doesnt need a caretaker or a friend, shes not going to let anyone think that shes gone soft after falling from grace- she takes the longest to warm up to your kindness

either lashes out at you or the lamb due to feeling that youve been assigned as a babysitter to make sure she doesnt do anything- sure, the lamb has no reason to trust her or her siblings to behave themselves in the cult BUT that doesnt make it any less humiliating!

she does get used to your company with time- youre stubborn... talking together is easy because youve taken the time to learn sign language and youre more than happy to teach her

you leave her baskets with various teas and medicines to help soothe her throat on days where it hurts more- due to strain or weather or its simply one of her worst days... shes thankful for your effort but she shows it through guiding you on what works for her and what she likes

KALLAMAR

torn between him expecting you to tend to his every need and him being too nervous to push things and risk punishment from you or the lamb- you are a disciple after all, you can do things other followers arent permitted to do - and... oh youre... spending time with him because you genuinely want to?

he doesnt know what to make of it, too scared to really try anything to risk you leaving him alone

i personally headcanon that hes hard of hearing, probably deaf in one of his ears... he can still hear just barely- he takes you up on any offers to teach him sign to help minimize problems down the line

loooooooves the little care packages you leave for him- treats, goodies, and generally stuff he can use to upkeep himself- its nice still receiving "offerings" after everything!

SHAMURA

you... actually come in handy in helping keep them on track as well as reminding them of things they need to do or things that have been said- things have gotten so much harder since theyve lost their crown so your help is appreciated

one of the things you leave for them is ink and journals so they can keep track of things on their own when youre not around as well as generally granting them a space to put down their own thoughts in a private setting

your kindness makes you easy to talk to, you both do a lot of that... well... actually its mostly you doing most of the talking. shamura does a lot of listening but they prompt you to keep going or tries to find a subject to fill the silence

even if you were sent by the lamb to keep an eye on them theyd understand- if they were in the lambs place and decided to spare them theyd have someone to keep an eye on them... not really that offended about it plus they get a companion!

[prythianpages]

ACOSM | The Night of their first solstice in Velaris

azriel x rhysand's sister (oc)

warnings: fluff

summary: Val, Cass, Az, Rhys and Mor spend their first solstice together at the house of wind. Az finds himself falling for Val.

A/N: this is an imagine among my collection of imagines that follow Rhysand's sister, Valeria. while I'm still working on them, you can find the masterlist for it here. this takes place a couple of years after she meets Az. I skipped a couple of imagines because I really wanted to write Az crushing on Val already lol. I imagine them to be around the ages of 16-18.

**

The moon cast a gentle glow upon the longest night of the year, the Winter Solstice. It was a night of celebration, where everyone would gather for laughter and the exchanging of gifts. Valeria was buzzing with excitement, especially since this year they would be celebrating in the comforts of the House of the Wind, allowing Mor to join them.

Valeria could count the amount of times she’s seen Mor in the past couple of years on one hand. When Cassian and Azriel joined their family, the celebration of solstice had become a delicate matter. Despite Lady Yvaine welcoming the two boys and treating them as her own, the High Lord of the Night Court did not share the same sentiment. It resulted in Valeria and Rhysand splitting their time within their family. They’d spend solstice with their parents but the morning after with Cassian and Azriel until eventually, Rhysand and Valeria were allowed to stay behind in Windhaven while their mother joined their father at the Moonstone palace. 

This year would be the first time Cassian and Azriel were allowed to join them at the House of the Wind for the festivities. Valeria and Mor had spent the entire morning decorating the house and making sure everything was set neatly. The house, also excited for the guests to come, prepared the most elaborate of dinners for all five to share, even providing them with the finest wines.

"It's time!" Cassian exclaimed, eagerly awaiting the exchanging of gifts.

"As if you didn’t already take a peek," Azriel retorted, eliciting groans from the group, all directed at Cassian.

"I told you we should’ve glamored the gifts!" Valeria chided.

Valeria was the first to present her gift, a beautifully wrapped package adorned with silver ribbons and a sprig of night-blooming flowers. She handed it to Rhysand with a smile.

Rhysand unwrapped the gift carefully, revealing a handcrafted leather journal. Valeria knew that her brother loved to jot down his thoughts and experiences, often reflecting on his training, missions, and aspirations.

She had found a skilled leather artisan who crafted a beautiful, rugged journal with a sturdy cover. She added a personal touch by engraving a symbol on the front cover—a combination of Illyrian wings and a star. Inside, she wrote an encouraging note, expressing her gratitude for him and all the adventures they had shared.

He looked at Valeria with awe and gratitude. "It's beautiful, Val. Thank you."

Cassian, who sat beside Azriel, on the couch across from Rhysand and Valeria leaned in to whisper to the Shadowsinger. “I can’t wait to read his diary.”

Rhysand sent him a vulgar gesture.

Mor was next, presenting matching knitted sweaters for all of them. Valeria couldn't help but smile at Mor's enthusiasm as she clasped her hands together and encouraged all of them to put the sweaters on.

Valeria was the last to receive a gift, eyeing the box with caution as the guys watched her intently. It was hideously wrapped, and she couldn’t help but laugh as she took it into her hands.

“All three of us chipped in for this one,” Rhysand told her with a gentle smile.

"Used all of our monthly allowances on it," Cassian added with a casual shrug.

“I thought we agreed on a price limit.” Valeria replied but she couldn’t help the smile tugging at her lips in anticipation for what was inside the box.

Valeria’s eyes widened as she opened the box to find a dagger. She carefully unsheathed the dagger, admiring the play of moonlight on the blade. She stared down at the dagger in awe and wonder, delicately running her fingers over the moonstones that adorned the hilt. The dagger was a work of art and she now understood why it cost all of them their monthly allowance.

“This is…it’s stunning,” she whispered, her voice filled with emotion as she looked at her brother, Cassian, and Azriel. “Thank you.”

Cassian grinned at her while Azriel gave a bow of his head, as if to say “you’re welcome.”

Rhysand smiled, the moonlight dancing in his eyes. "You deserve the best, Val. Take it as a token of our love and belief in your strength."

“I can teach you how to use it,” Rhysand then offered. “Perhaps, even teach you a couple of fighting tricks.”

"I can't wait,” Valeria responded, suppressing a smile as Cassian let out a cough. She exchanged a knowing look with him, her eyes urging him to be quiet. 

Azriel’s eyes narrowed at their suspicious behavior. They were hiding something. His shadows swirled around him in excitement as they sensed their master’s curiosity pique. Let us find out, they almost screamed at him.

Valeria carefully re-sheathed the dagger, holding it close to her heart. 

As the evening continued, they exchanged stories, laughter, and cherished moments. The House of Wind echoed with the joy of Solstice, filling it with warmth and a sense of comfort.

Valeria laughed as Mor fell onto the armchair after an exhausting demonstration of a new dance she had learned, heavily influenced by all the wine she had drank earlier. She wished her friend, Mallory, and Cassian's girlfriend, Tanwyn, had been able to join them tonight as well. She knew Mor and Mallory would get along well and despite Cassian's cheerful attitude, she knew a part of him was yearning to have his girlfriend celebrate with them.

Unfortunately, Mallory’s father did not allow her to leave Windhaven and Tanwyn had valkyrie duties to attend to.

Valeria leaned back into the couch, her arm brushing one of Azriel’s wings, as she watched Cassian and Rhysand engage in an arm wrestle. Mor, still tired from her earlier dance, egged the two on from her spot on the armchair. “Who do you think is going to win? My money is on Cas,” Valeria turned to Azriel.

Azriel’s head turned to meet her gaze and his eyes seemed to light up. She shifted her gaze to his hands, where he held worry dolls. It was one of the gifts she had given him this year, along with the earring set he proudly wore. They were small sterling silver hoops, but one of them had a small crescent moon dangling from it.

They had replaced the cheap silver metal he had bought shortly after Valeria had convinced them all to let her pierce their ears. Rhysand had been hesitant, and Cassian had been a baby about it, but Azriel was the first to volunteer. His earrings matched hers but she wouldn’t dare point that out.

“They’re worry dolls, Az,” Valeria explained, realizing why he had been confused when he first opened his gift. Her fingertips brushed his hand as she picked up one of the tiny dolls, unfazed by one of Azriel’s shadows following her move.

Traitor, Azriel thought as the shadow carrassed Valeria’s arm.

“You tell them your worries, place them under your pillow, and they take them away, allowing you to sleep in peace.”

Sleep? His shadows laughed. Master doesn’t sleep.

“I’ve noticed you seem tired and stressed. More so than usual,” Valeria added, her voice was filled with concern.

Azriel’s eyes met hers again, and he offered a small, appreciative smile. "It's just... things have been a bit overwhelming lately," he admitted, struggling to find the right words because he was in fact more tired and stressed than usual. He didn’t think anyone had noticed.

But she did. 

And he was not ready to admit that it was because he could not stop thinking about her.

Whenever he closed his eyes, all he could see was her face. Her eyes shining with laughter, mischief and a warmth that set his heart ablaze. Her eyes that were the most beautiful shade of violet and imprinted themselves in his mind.

Or her smile. Her smile that could brighten even the darkest corners of his soul. It was infectious, genuine and had a way of igniting a flicker of hope within him. How could something as simple as a smile hold so much power over his heart?

His nights consisted of him tossing and turning in bed, trying to banish these thoughts in fear that Rhysand would hear and discover that unlike Cassian, Azriel never saw Valeria as a sister. He had spent years mastering the art of control yet Valeria threatened to dismantle his defenses.

With every stolen glance or accidental touch, there was an ache in his chest. An ache that was both sweet and agonizing.

Azriel took the doll from her hand. Any excuse to brush his fingers against hers again. "Thanks, Val."

Coward, his shadows whispered in a taunting manner.

Valeria blushed, feeling a rush of happiness at his gratitude and something else at the shift in his gaze. "I hope they help."

Later that night, as Azriel placed the worry dolls under his pillow, he couldn't help but sigh at the irony of his situation.

When he closed his eyes, he imagined Valeria. He imagined that maybe, just maybe, Valeria felt the same way...

**

Amidst the wintry wonderland of the Night Court, the freshly fallen snow lay pristine. The group, consisting of Rhysand, Cassian, Azriel, Valeria, and Mor, stood bundled up in their coats and scarves, excitement bubbling in the crisp air. Solstice had just passed, and they were eager to continue their new tradition of a yearly snowball fight.

Mor, nursing a hangover from the previous night's festivities, opted to sit this one out, taking a spot on the porch to watch the snowball fight unfold. Meanwhile, Rhysand, Cassian, Azriel, and Valeria were ready to engage in a fierce battle.

Rhysand grinned mischievously, scooping up a handful of snow and molding it into a perfect sphere. "Prepare yourselves, my friends," he declared. Mischief danced in his eyes.

Cassian chuckled, gathering snow in his own hands. "Oh, we're ready."

Azriel, always the quiet strategist, watched with a calculating gaze as he formed his own snowball.

“Remember the rules! No magic and no flying.” Valeria reminded, making a point to look only at her brother as he had cheated the year before.

Rhysand stuck his tongue out at her and Valeria giggled, a contagious enthusiasm radiating from her. “I’m on your team, Rhys!”

Azriel chuckled. “In that case, I’m with Cas.” 

And so, the snowy battlefield was set. 

They dispersed into their respective teams, each contending for their own victory. Snowballs flew through the air, laughter and shouts ringing out as they dodged and retaliated. Cassian used his strength to create cover in the form of a snow wall while Azriel displayed remarkable accuracy and precision in his throws.

Valeria, standing beside her brother, found herself being used as a shield by Rhysand as he ran to take cover behind the trees. “Sorry, Val!”

There was not even a genuine hint of an apologetic tone in his words.

A playful grin etched onto Cassian’s face. He gladly took advantage of the moment, throwing multiple snowballs their way. Each one hit Valeria all over her body. She screamed as she toppled over in her failed attempt to run away from Cassian’s hits.

Snow smothered her face.

"Gotcha!" Cassian shouted triumphantly. 

He had shown her no mercy so she flicked him off as she joined Mor on the porch with her hair still full of snow.

As the battle continued, Azriel and Cassian gained the upper hand, nailing Rhysand’s leg with a well-aimed snowball from Cassian. Now, it was only Cassian and Azriel left as Rhysand lay dramatically on the ground.

The two smirked at each other wickedly.

“Sorry things had to end this way,” Cassian said smugly, forming another sphere of snow as he stood behind a tree.

“Don’t count your blessings too soon, Cas,” Azriel warned and in a dramatic final move, he orchestrated an attack that left Rhysand and Cassian buried under an avalanche of snow.

“Fuck,” Rhysand chuckled as he struggled to get up.

"Revenge for hurting Val," Az quipped as he turned, his hazel eyes searching for Valeria. He sent her a wink, and the blood rushed to her cheeks.

She blamed it on the cold. 

**

A/N: I'm debating on writing a short scene of the night Val pierced the guy's ears lol. Any guesses as to what Cass and Val are hiding?

Tag list: @justrepostandlove @kemillyfreitas

[haihaihaitani]

365 Days of Certified Cuteness ~ *Chifuyu Matsuno*

Summary: You have no idea what to get Chifuyu for his birthday. Luckily Pete J has you covered.

Pairing: Chifuyu Matsuno X Fem!Reader

Genre: Fluffy Drabble

Word Count: 875

Warning: Mentions lingerie

Masterlist

Chifuyu’s birthday was coming and for the longest time, you had no idea what to get him. He always claimed he didn’t need anything, that being yours and spending time with you was a gift enough. However, your love language is gift giving and you were determined to find the perfect present for your hard-to-shop-for boyfriend. You just needed to trust your skills, which was easier said than done.

That’s when it struck you; literally.

Chifuyu was out with the rest of the gang and you offered to cat-sit for him. It wasn’t a problem, as Peke J loved you almost as much as he loved Chifuyu. As you were playing with the adorable kitty, he struck the most adorable pose you have ever seen in your entire life. You were reaching for your phone to take a picture to send to your boyfriend when you paused. What better present could you give him for his birthday than three hundred and sixty five days of guaranteed adorable photos of his beloved Peke J? It was an absolutely genius plan!

As soon as it entered your head, you got to work.

First, you went through your camera roll of old photos of Peke J to use for special events and the occasional Throwback Thursday. When that was done and you had a good start on the collection of photos, you scooped up the sweet cat and started taking staged pictures of him that looked like candid shots. Chifuyu would never know that these pictures were pre-planned in the first place.

At first, Peke J was a willing participant. He flashed the cutest eye and always angled his head just right to get the best shot. But after the first thirty or so pictures you decided to keep, he started to get grumpy. You couldn’t blame him, so you called it a night and fed him lots of yummy treats to quell his temper. He warmed up to that idea and took full advantage of your generosity until Chifuyu returned from his night out. He was none the wiser about your present idea and thanked you for cat-sitting.

In the week leading up to his birthday and subsequent party, you could tell he was getting suspicious of you. He was especially suspicious when you asked to borrow his cat on more than one occasion. You knew it sounded weird when you asked to spend time with Peke J instead of him. When you weren’t taking photos of the rambunctious cat, you were editing all of the photos together in a half-calendar, half-photobook. Everything had to be perfect, from the pictures, to the colors, to the layout of each page. You were not going to mess this up!

Finally, after eight days of preparations, and just three hours before Chifuyu’s party, you were putting the final touches on the wrapping that would hold your present. The package was immaculately wrapped and you used a fluffy bow to tie it all together.

With pride filling your chest, you made your way to Chifuyu’s apartment. His birthday party was a simple, intimate affair. You expected nothing less, as he was never one for big flashy parties. Upon your arrival, you were pulled into the fray. You mingled and joked with the rest of his gang of friends, and even gave Peke J some scratches for good luck.

As he opens his presents, you insist he wait until everyone leaves to open yours. Of course, this opens the door to the idea you bought skimpy lingerie just for him. You neither confirm, nor deny it, which makes Chifuyu blush like crazy.

When the party begins to wind down and everyone leaves, you take the last bottle of wine that’s half-finished and pick up your present. Taking a deep breath to calm your nerves, you sit next to Chifuyu on his couch.

“This is for you.”

He looks at it for a split-second before glancing back at you. “It’s not really lingerie is it?”

You roll your eyes. “No. It’s not. The boys were benign stupid. Just open it already!”

When he did, his jaw dropped to the floor. On the cover was his favorite photo of the three of you. “Is this…?”

You nod and scoot closer. “It’s both a calendar and a photo album. Each picture has a little description too. I made it all by myself. I hope you like it.”

“Like it?” Gently setting the book to the side, he pulled you into a tight embrace. “I don’t know how I can ever thank you.”

“Just being yours is enough.” You toss one of his usual lines back at him.

He laughs and the two of you spend the next couple hours drinking and flipping through the photos. He compliments Peke J on his fine modeling skills and you swear you saw the cat puff up with pride at his words.

Then Chifuyu grabs a pen and marks the date in between your birthdays and you frown.

“What’s that for?”

“You’ll just have to wait and see.” He winks.

When that day came, he paid you back for the book tenfold, in the form of a luxury vacation and a little velvet box. Of course you said yes.

[thatdude01181]

A/n: request from Superflash2255 on Wattpad

They were alone, in Tara's apartment, in her room. The kiss that was supposed to be just a quick one before he left for the night turned into a steamy make out session that turned into the situation they were currently in.

Tara lay utop Y/n both naked kissing. Tara sloppily reached over and retrieved a condom from her night stand. Just as she was about to open the small metallic package, the door flew open. With in seconds the couple was separated, Tara covering herself with the sheets they currently played under. In walked Chad and Mindy Meeks, twin brother and sister, already very drunk and laughing as they realized what they had just interrupted.

"Hey guys" Y/n says putting his arms behind his head.

"Hey love birds" Mindy said as Tara blushed.

"Did you guys see anything?" Tara asked.

"Nah we didn't see nothin" Chad said, as he wobbled, Y/n could practically smell the alcohol.

"Hey we were thinking that it would be fun to have a party, since your parents aren't home" Mindy said.

The couple looks at each other.

"Fine" Tara says as she sighs"just get out so Y/n and I can get dressed. And knock next time ass holes"

The twins laughed as they left.

Y/n and Tara got dressed, Y/n wearing the clothes he wore after getting off work consisting of a white T-shirt, blue jeans the boots she bought him last Christmas,and a leather jacket, and Tara wearing a pair of booty shorts, Converse sneakers and her favorite blue sweater.

Tara used makeup to cover the hickeys Y/n left on her.

They head downstairs and the entire house is already filled with people, some they know, others they don't. Tara went into her dad's study and retrieved a key and unlocked his liquor cabinet, retrieving a bottle of vodka.

They set up a shots table, where Y/n and Tara go shot for shot, a competition to see she came last the longest, Tara loses, after she makes the most disgusted face.

"Boom baby" Y/n says as he downs the last shot.

"How the hell do you do that?" Tara asks as he sets the shot glass down.

"Because I'm Irish" he says as she laughs.

Music plays as the couple separates Y/n meeting up with Chad and a few others talking sports and gaming. All the while Y/n felt Tara's eyes on him. The stare she had read "come and fuck me" .

After the party ended, which consisted of games of beer pong and the smoking of someone's parents cigarettes, Tara and Y/n quickly clean up and put everything back the way it was, and then head back up to her room.

"Now...where were we?" Tara said as she practically tore off her clothes and jumped her boyfriend.

[storm-angel989]

Heyyyy would you write mama Vel if you got a request for it? I fear we have all been sleeping on her potential

Hey!

Sure will! Peek the below!

<3 Mandy

Velvette swore up one side and down the other that she would never have children. When interviewed less than a year ago, she flipped her hair to one side, scrunched up her nose and gave a direct quote to the inquisitive reporter.

“Ruin my figure and wreck my company time? As if.”

Now as she knelt in front of the toilet, her breakfast making a second appearance for the third time that week, she wondered if the possibility she denied the most was coming true. 

Apparently, Vox thought the same thing. 

“I mean, is it possible, honey?” He inquired gently as he held back her hair. “I mean, we aren't exactly what you might call…”

“Careful? I should say not,” Valentino said as he leaned on the doorframe, watching the scene unfold within. A knowing grin spread across his face as he watched the scene before him unfold.  Striding forward, he handed Vox a cellophane wrapped package. 

“Vel, it takes me great pleasure to tell you that is the most sophisticated piece of technology you will ever pee on. Vox, feel free to be offended by that, I don’t give a shit.” Valentino told them both as he turned away. “If you need me, I’ll be in my studio.” 

“She doesn’t pee on me, that's your kink,” Vox yelled after him. 

“Asshole,” Velvette muttered as she pulled herself to her feet. “But he has a point. Give me the test. How does it work, do I have to swab my mouth or something?”

“Uh, no, Vel, he wasn’t kidding about that part,” Vox mumbled as he handed her the test. “You literally pee on the stick.”

Velvette snatched it from his hands and shoved him out the door. “This is my point, everything that has to do with kids is gross.” 

“But, Vel, I-” 

Velvette slammed the door shut and, after a quick review of and follow of instructions, paced anxiously in front of the test as it lay on the counter. Seven minutes, she could wait seven minutes. 

“Vel? Will you let me stand by you at least?” Vox’s soft voice came from behind the door. “Please?”

Velvette sighed and walked quickly across the room. She unlocked the door and Vox took her hand as he stepped in. 

“Hey, we talked about this, right?” He muttered as he took her in his arms. “We both knew it was a possibility, and we both decided that if it happened…”

“Then it happened, I’m just scared, Vox. If I’m pregnant, that changes everything,” she replied anxiously. “I know you want kids, and I…”

“I know,” Vox replied gently as he kissed the top of her head. “But we’re in this together, right? Either way, we’re in this, side by side.” He glanced across the bathroom counter. “Do you want to look first or should I?” 

“You look, I’d rather the news come from you than that…technological torture device. Honestly, this has been the longest seven minutes of my life,” Velvette replied as she buried her face into Vox’s chest. 

She felt him reach across the counter. Several moments passed and Velvette looked up at him.

“Well? What’s the verdict, Vox? Come on, don’t keep me in suspense.” 

Vox leaned down and pressed his lips to hers, one arm wrapped around her back, the other brushing against her belly.

“Vel, we did it. You’re pregnant.”