#maxi special club

[ueslangeais]

Lyss - Underground (Radio Version)

[halloweenacara]

all my beasts! my main account is totally full now rip. names & info under the cut

aske - halloween acara, he/they - horror artist & author, kinda the main character. he writes a horror-comedy comic, but his most famous work is a series of intense horror novels published under a pseudonym. he's secretly a huge scaredy-cat & has become very fond of a certain zafara.

flora - mutant aisha, she/her - baker & activist. she runs a little bakery in the haunted woods that only employs other mutants. she's sweet as sugar, but you don't want to be on her bad side. not afraid of anything- in fact, she has a sweet spot for the scariest resident, alder.

fossil - tyrannian elephante, he/him - anthropologist, museum curator, technically undead. he was found in a glacier on the border between tyrannia and terror mountain & revived. now, he has a special interest in tyrannian history, spending more time in the field than behind a desk. he will talk your ear off.

kilroy - steampunk zafara, he/him - a knight from the golden era of meridell- sort of. he was brought to life via a wayward spell from mac, pulling him from the pages of a book of old meridellian tales. he's a little lost, but taking it in stride- besides, he has a cute lil acara to help him out.

pup - toy poogle, they/she - midi musician, streamer, sapient robot. they speak almost exclusively in internet memes and audio clips. she has a vast collection of expression stickers, one for every mood. recently, they've been visiting veknir's workshop every night…

mu - burlap kau, he/they - fiber artist, gardener, ex-scarecrow. he used to live in a farm north of the haunted woods, then took himself off his stick and ran away. he sewed his legs himself, as he didn't have any originally, and has to fix them often. makes a lot of crochet plushies and blankets- stark contrast to the manor's otherwise spooky vibe.

alder - shadow skeith, she/her - groundskeeper. an intense individual, to say the least. she's been with the manor longer than anyone can recall. she mostly keeps to herself- she lives in a small cabin on the edge of the courtyard. she spends her time meticulously cleaning the tombstones, or lurking in the yard in the midst of heavy rain. aske is terrified of her.

rory - chocolate/halloween bori, he/it - some variety of candy-based creature. he only joined the group recently- previously he was known as the thing that howls and roars just past the fence line. he smells like candy corn and hot cocoa- apart from the bones, of course. those smell like death.

maxie - ghost cybunny, she/her - tour guide/scam artist. she offers tours of the manor, even installing a little gift shop in the foyer. most of the 'haunted features' on the tour are fake. even if the others wanted her to leave (frankly, she's a rude, self-serving conwoman), she couldn't- she died in the manor. every time someone asks how she died she gives them a different story.

veknir - speckled grundo, he/him - alien, scientist, engineer. he keeps the manor running- repairing old appliances, fixing broken railing. of course, he did blow up the microwave trying to improve it. he crash-landed in the courtyard while fleeing someone and set up a workshop/lab in the basement. who knows what he gets up to down there? do we want to know?

cake - snot chomby, it/its - slime monster. one of veknir's experiments gone awry- well, it made a new creature, but cake's a rebel. it chose its name after coming to life and immediately raiding vek's lab minifridge. it has a massive sweet tooth- flora is its best friend- and takes its sick axe guitar everywhere (it can't play it)

remy - halloween xweetok, he/they/she - the owner of the october house. the oldest resident (besides kilroy, technically?) and also the hottest (according to remy). if he's not ominously swirling a glass of something red in the study, he's at some club doing drag.

diaveli - halloween ixi, she/they/it - some variety of horrid clown thing. her entire existence is dedicated to tormenting aske and causing problems.

chimaera - lab rat, they/them - they have chronic health issues, but visiting the lab ray and changing their body calms their aches. it also leaves them ravenously hungry and pays fairly well. they also "work" at maxie's gift shop. they sometimes play on pup's streams as a guest.

mac - mutant lenny, he/him - wizard. he spends all his time hidden away in his tower, practicing spells or mixing potions. his hermit-like tendencies are partly because he needs privacy for his evil machinations and party due to crippling social anxiety.

croaksby - candy quiggle, he/him - butler, janitor, etc. a long-suffering servant, croaksby has worked for remy for a long, long time. he does actually enjoy his work- if he gets frustrated with a resident, he can always add a touch of poison to their nightly tea/coffee/borovan- not enough to kill them, of course...

[33max]

# M A X F E S T 2 0 2 4 ✨

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Better Days by @puzzlebean (Fic, Daniel/Max, rated T)

Max can't take it anymore. It's like he's entire life is falling apart and he doesn't know what he wants anymore.

Max Verstappen [Art] by @puzzlebean

Beautiful art of Max with very fluffy hair.

I Was Busy Dreaming ‘Bout Boys by @tyrannosaurus-maxy

A wonderful and funny video of Max and his many boyfriends.

to make form from chaos by @maxybabyy (Fic, Daniel/Max, rated E)

He digs his knees into the backs of Max’s thighs and throws an arm around his waist, flipping them over until Max is pressed into the bed underneath him. He straddles his back, one hand spread wide over his spine to keep Max shoved into the mattress as the other squeezes at the nape of his neck.

If I loved you more I’d fade by cilantropudding (Fic, Daniel/Max, Rated E)

“Do you have a lighter?” A voice asks, and another figure joins him under the overhang above the club’s back door. The man is wrapped up in a thick coat, and it takes a moment for Max to be able to discern head from body under all the fur and padding. “Left mine inside and if I go back I’m not gonna have the balls to come back out.”

If The Shoe Fits by @miesgaga (Fic, Charles/Max, rated E)

Charles and Max have had a rule since they started being roommates: if you're fucking somone in your room, put their shoes in the fuck spot. This way the could keep their space clean and know when to wear earplugs.

grab your passport by @thatsapodium

The most amazing art inspired by @33max’s (my!) Turkey Dinosaurs series.

Which Max Verstappen helmet are you? by @33max

A uquiz of Max’s special helmets.

Airplanes cut through the clouds by @33max

Max hadn't mentioned that he was thinking of refurbishing the plane to Daniel. He frowns. Did Max mean to send him an invite to this? Did he mean to invite Raymond so he could organise the refurb? Why didn’t he mention something like this to Daniel?

Max Bicons 💙💜🩷 by @thatsapodium

Bisexual Max Icons!

Lawfirm AU by @thatsapodium

Daniel doesn’t even care about the mistakes and errors that Max has been making, honestly couldn’t give a fuck about the messed-up coffee orders, missed emails or the wrong files at a meeting with a high-profile client. It’s the dark circles and bloodshot eyes, the tight shoulders and shrunken posture, the torn skin around his nails.

Bracelets inspired by Max Verstappen by @speedyseastars

Friendship bracelets inspired by Max Verstappen

[fourtyforever]

prompt: dropped engagement ring! 💍😱

thank you so much for the ask and for the brilliant idea. this one's for you 😎

Five Times Max Failed to Propose to Daniel (and one time he didn't)

Part One: Australia

It was the first time since Daniel and Max had made their relationship public that Red Bull had allowed their two teams to do PR together, and Daniel could not be more excited. 

“I’m looking forward to it too,” Yuki had said to him, “because if I have to hear another thing about Max, I swear I’m going to kill you. Hopefully you can get it a little bit out of your system.”

Daniel had cheerfully flipped him off for that, but maybe he had a point. Since both he and Max had put out their statement at the beginning of the season, it was like a switch had flipped in his mind that took his usual internal monologue of Max, Max, Max and had it coming out of his mouth instead. 

In the end, Yuki mostly got his wish. Daniel couldn’t help but be all over Max from the moment they arrived at the beach, putting an arm around his waist like he had always wished he could do in public, his heart leaping when Max leaned his head on his shoulder. It was lovely enough that Daniel could completely tune out Yuki’s dramatic gagging and Checo’s obvious attempts to astral project himself out of this situation. Even Scotty, who was already used to hearing Daniel monologuing to him about Max for lack of a better outlet, seemed close to his limit with the two of them as the challenges went on. But Daniel couldn’t care less. When he and Yuki were disqualified from their pretend race, he kissed Max as he put the medal on him. It still hadn’t worn off, that he could do this in front of cameras and anyone else who could see. Maybe it never would.

“You know, this is really special,” said Max, putting a hand in the pocket of his Red Bull jacket. “I’m lucky to have such a wonderful boyfriend.”

“Aww,” said Scotty, to the cameras. Behind him, Max’s smile dropped as he checked his other pocket, and then the pockets of his jeans. Checo, who had been eyeing him warily before, now rolled his eyes as Max started scanning the sand around him with slightly increasing panic. 

“Lose your keys, Maxy?” asked Daniel.

“No,” said Max, still looking at the sand. He went over to one of the media crew members as Scotty wrapped up the video with Daniel and Yuki, whispering something and gesturing frantically with his hands. When Daniel asked as they trudged up to the interview spot, their fingers laced together, he brushed it off. 

But he still seemed distracted throughout the interview, looking back down at the beach where the crew were packing up. Some of them were walking around with metal detectors, covering all the places where he and Max had been standing. Weird.

---

Part Two: Miami

They were at some club--Daniel didn’t know the name, or even where it was, really--ostensibly to celebrate Lando, but Max had made a point to remind anyone who would listen about Daniel’s P4 in the sprint race the day before. He had almost seemed more excited about it than Daniel, if that was even possible. It was unbelievably endearing. 

It was still a magical experience to be able to dance with Max regardless of who was watching, not caring about who had their cameras raised to film them. It usually took a lot to get Max on the dance floor at all, but tonight he had been the one to pull Daniel along, wrapping his arms around his shoulders and pressing their bodies close. He wasn’t drinking much, though, and so far he had resisted all of Daniel’s requests for them to get out of there together. Daniel wasn’t really sure why, but he was just happy to spend the time with his boyfriend. He made sure not to let anyone forget about Max’s P2, either. 

They were sitting in a private booth together, Daniel listening to Max recount the race in detail as he stroked his fingers through his hair, when Lando extracted himself from the crowd to stumble over to where they were sitting, light-up shutter glasses upside down on his face and an empty champagne glass in his hand that was definitely not his first of the night. He wasn’t able to extract himself from Carlos, though, who had kept at least one hand somewhere on Lando since they had arrived at the club. Max seemed to brighten as he saw Lando, pausing his race analysis as he came over. 

“Soo, before I say this, I want you to remember that I’m now a race winner,” Lando slurred, pointing a finger at Max. “So I’ve been a little bit busy, and you also can’t be mad at me because. Y’know. I won a Formula One race today.”

Max’s face fell all at once. “Lando, what happened?”

“So you know that very important thing you asked me to do?” he said, holding up the empty glass. “I did definitely remember it. And I was coming over to give it to you guys. But--”

“Where is it?” demanded Max, suddenly absolutely serious. Daniel could feel his whole body tense against him. 

Lando cringed. “Well. I forgot about the, uh, the very important thing. And I just kinda,” he mimicked drinking from the empty glass. “Just muscle memory, I guess. And…”

Max looked murderous. “You did not.”

“I did,” said Lando. He cleared his throat loudly, his glasses falling crooked off his face. “Yeah, I felt it go down and I knew I fucked up. Sorry.”

Max opened his mouth and took a deep breath, and Lando held up both his hands. “Race winner! Don’t forget! You can’t yell at me!”

Their conversation wasn’t making any sense, so Daniel turned to Carlos instead. “Having fun?”

“I think so,” said Carlos. He ruffled Lando’s hair, which did nothing to distract either him or Max from their conversation. “Someone’s got to keep this guy out of trouble.”

He said it with such fondness that it almost reminded Daniel of him and Max. He wondered for a moment whether their announcement would be the only one before the season was up. “Cheers, man,” he said. “Good for you.”

“It’ll eventually, you know, come out!” said Lando, now holding both of his hands in front of his face like he was trying to protect himself from Max. It seemed a little necessary, since that only made Max more mad. 

“Right, so what’s this about again?” asked Daniel, tuning back in to their argument.

“Nothing,” said Max and Lando at the same time. 

Daniel looked at Carlos, who shrugged. “Maybe we should give them some space,” said Carlos, gently tugging Lando away. 

“I’ll keep an eye out for it!” called Lando as the two of them returned to the dance floor.

“Don’t bother!” shouted Max. Then, under his breath, “Dickhead.”

Daniel never found out what they were talking about, but knowing his former Mclaren teammate it could have been anything. Max was finally ready to ditch the club at that point, and Daniel was more than happy to let him drag them both out of the club and back to Max’s hotel room. 

---

Part Three: Imola

Daniel thought it was a little unusual when Max planned a romantic hike for the two of them after the race on Sunday, but he was very much looking forward to it. 

But when the race ended, Daniel was pulled away to do interviews while Max was on the podium, which then turned into a couple of hours of meeting with the team to debrief. That was all right, though, since Daniel had been expecting their schedules to be a little tight. His hiking shoes were already in his bag, and despite the race he still felt like he had the energy as long as it would be with Max.

Once he had excused himself from the meeting and laced up his shoes, he texted Max to find out where they were meeting. have to finish some sponsor stuff, Max texted back. ready in 30 probably.

Max was walking out of the paddock a little sooner than thirty minutes later, falling into step next to Daniel. “I have to go get something from the hotel,” he said. “I’ll meet you back here, yeah?”

“Sounds great,” said Daniel, giving him a quick peck on the cheek before he headed off, practically running. The fans might make it take a little longer to get to and from the hotel, but Daniel was okay waiting.

He had barely landed on a seat back inside of VCARB’s hospitality when Laurent found him again. “There you are,” he said. “I need you to help me find Yuki. The meet-and-greet’s in twenty, and I think he might have left already.”

“What meet-and-greet?” asked Daniel, his heart sinking. 

Laurent raised an eyebrow. “With the factory team? Wasn’t that on your calendar?”

It probably had been, but it definitely wasn’t on the private calendar Daniel used to keep track of the events that were really important. “Aw, man, I think I’ve double booked,” he said. “Is this something I can duck out of?”

Laurent frowned. “You should at least make an appearance, but I suppose you could leave a little early if you needed to.”

Daniel followed Laurent with a sigh, sending off a quick text to Max. Got some publicity stuff to do that I totally forgot about. Might be a few more before I’m free, sorry.

not a problem, replied Max. have fun <3

The meet-and-greet was pretty fun, all things considered. Hanging out with the engineers from Faenza was a whole lot better than any kind of sponsor meet-and-greet by a long shot, but Daniel was still anxiously checking his watch as the sun sank lower and lower in the sky. As soon as he sensed that his presence was no longer absolutely necessary, he made all the appropriate excuses and bolted, sending another frantic text to Max. 

i havent even left the hotel, replied Max. fans are crazy here.

Why don’t I meet u at the trailhead? Daniel sent back. Save us some time xoxo.

Max heart-reacted the message, so Daniel jumped in a rental car and headed off to the trail that Max had promised would be out-of-the-way enough to avoid any prying eyes. Not that they were worried about being caught out anymore, but sometimes it was nice to have a moment just to themselves. Still, he waited in the parked car instead of getting out, hoping to avoid being spotted by the few hikers already walking the trail. By the time Max’s far more conspicuous car pulled up alongside his, the sun had already dipped below the horizon, the last few rays of sunlight giving way to the night sky. 

Max looked disappointed as he stepped out of the car, but he smiled as Daniel picked him up and spun him around. “Congrats, babe,” he said, kissing Max the way he had wanted to do all day. 

“Sorry to make you wait,” he said once Daniel put him down. “Christian cornered me while I was leaving, and I could not get away from him until he was done. Then the fans had surrounded the exit, so I had to wait for them to go away before I could come see you.”

He looked exhausted, the creases under his eyes even more pronounced than usual. Looking at him made Daniel feel his own tiredness all of a sudden, the exhaustion of the day hitting him all at once now that Max was finally in his arms. Max must have seen it on his face, because he said “I think maybe we could go back to the hotel instead.”

“Only if you want to, Maxy,” said Daniel, even though the suggestion was incredibly tempting. His whole body from his head to the soles of his feet were aching to rest, but he knew how excited Max had been about their hike. 

“Honestly, I don’t know if I’m going to make it up to the top. And it’s dark, anyway, so.”

“I could carry you,” offered Daniel, but Max just laughed him off. 

“You’re tired too,” he said. “We can do a hike another time.”

They drove back together in Max’s car, Daniel making a mental note to have someone pick up the rental before they left for Monaco. When Daniel fell asleep, Max warm in his arms, he thought that there was nothing that could have happened on that hike to make it better than this. 

---

Part Four: Monaco

If Yuki had asked Daniel politely to tone down the PDA on their next joint PR event with Red Bull, Daniel would have happily obliged. But instead, Yuki had said “I hope you don’t do the same sappy bullshit as you did in Australia,” so Daniel had no choice but to dial the sappy bullshit up to eleven just to mess with his teammate. 

The raft building contest was an absolute disaster, but that usually made for better PR videos so nobody was complaining. Daniel and Max spent most of their time splashing each other with the nets and trying to sabotage each other’s rafts, and later making their Ken dolls kiss (or, at least, the half of Daniel’s doll that still had a head, yikes). Once they were done with that, the photographer had them stand up against the railing for a couple of pictures where Yuki very obviously wedged himself in between Daniel and Max. 

“Okay, can we get a few of just the happy couple?” asked the photographer, giving a wink to both of them. Checo and Yuki stepped away, leaving the two of them to squeeze in close. Daniel put his arm around Max’s waist, and he heard Max quietly mutter “oh, shit.”

When Daniel turned to look at him, he was staring down at the water of the marina with a look of horror on his face. Daniel followed his gaze, but couldn’t see anything below them. 

“Okay, look right here,” said the photographer, and Daniel turned back to face her with a big smile. “One, two--wait, Max, where are you going?”

Daniel turned around to see Max with a foot up on the wire, preparing to jump into the water. “Whoa, now,” said Daniel, catching him around the waist. “Wait until you’ve won the race to do that, babe.” Once he had Max back down onto solid ground, he was surprised to see how distraught he looked. He leaned in close under the guise of pressing a kiss to Max’s temple to whisper “You all right?”

A muscle clenched in Max’s jaw as he looked back and forth between Daniel and the water, as if he was having to make a decision. The silence was broken by Checo gasping dramatically and then bursting into laughter, pointing at Max. 

“Hey, you fuck off,” said Max, flipping off his teammate who only started to laugh harder. He looked back over the rail at the water and sighed forcefully. “It’s nothing,” he said, turning to face the photographer and pulling Daniel close before he could say anything else. “Don’t worry about it.” Behind her, Checo whispered something to Yuki, who also started laughing obnoxiously. 

They got back a picture of Daniel holding Max back from jumping in the water. Daniel posted it to Instagram with the caption “Pictures taken 1 second before disaster <3”. He wasn’t sure why Yuki almost had a fit from laughing so hard when he saw it.

---

Part Five: Australia (again)

There had been just enough time between Monaco and Canada for Daniel to make good on his promise to bring Max to his farm. It already seemed like things were going south, though--Max’s suitcase had gotten lost, which meant that he only had his carry-on with him when Daniel picked him up from the airport. Max seemed remarkably chill about the whole thing, at least. “Everything important is in here,” he said, patting the smaller bag.

It was just as well, since Max was more than happy to wear Daniel’s clothes as they laid in bed watching movies, raced dirt bikes, and took long walks through the Australian countryside together. It was amazing how well Max fit in this place, even though he had never actually seen a sheep up close before and had been awestruck by the same tractor Daniel had seen every day for as long as he could remember. It did make sense, though: Daniel loved this place, and he loved Max, so it was only right for the two to be so perfect together. The weekend they spent together made Daniel wonder why he had never invited Max here before. 

He thought back to what Max had said in Australia, about them getting injured and staying here for a couple of races instead. He wasn’t in any rush to get injured, certainly, but the idea of staying here a little longer with Max was just so tempting. The four-day weekend just wasn’t long enough. He wanted to stay here for another week, maybe another month. Maybe forever. 

The day before Max was supposed to fly back to Monaco, Daniel went upstairs to their room to collect Max for dinner and found him tearing through his carry-on bag, his things strewn across the room as he frantically searched through every pocket and cranny and apparently coming up empty. 

“Hey,” said Daniel. Max jumped when he came into the room, but then he slumped defeatedly against the wall. “What’s up?”

“It’s nothing, I just…” he trailed off, looking through the explosion of his things across the bedroom. “I was so sure I put it in my carry-on, but now I can’t…”

“Let me help,” said Daniel, taking his hands. “Whatever you lost, if we can’t find it we can just replace it.”

Max shook his head. “It’s not--I don’t think we can replace it.” He scrubbed his hands over his face and through his hair. “I just feel so stupid.”

Daniel sat on the floor next to him, gathering Max up in his arms and holding him close. “Hey. You’re not stupid. These things happen, and if anything it’s the airport’s fault. Not yours.”

He felt Max lean into him, turning his face into his shoulder. “I just can’t believe that this keeps happening,” he murmured. 

Daniel wasn’t quite sure what he meant, but maybe Max had been on a streak of losing his things and just hadn’t told Daniel about it. “What was it that you lost?” he asked. 

“I--” started Max, before sighing and turning his head away from Daniel’s shoulder. “It was a gift. For you.”

“Aw, Maxy,” said Daniel, kissing Max’s forehead. “You’re all the gift I’ll ever need. Don’t you worry.”

---

Epilogue

Daniel woke up the next day to Max gently playing with his hair, so he was smiling before he even opened his eyes. Usually he woke up before Max, so it was a pleasant surprise to be able to roll over right when he woke up to kiss him lazily. He didn’t need to take Max to the airport until that afternoon, so they had plenty of time to spend just like this. 

Max had other plans, though. “I have something important to ask you,” said Max, sitting up in bed and forcing Daniel to follow him up in order to keep their lips close. 

“Before you do, I ought to remind you that Jimmy and Sassy wouldn’t get along with a lamb no matter how cute it is,” said Daniel, draping himself over Max to kiss behind his neck.

Max laughed quietly. “That’s not it. Daniel.”

Daniel removed himself from Max just enough to look him in the eyes. “Yeah?”

“Will you marry me?”

Daniel gasped, his hands going to his mouth like he was in some cheesy movie. His heart leapt out of his chest, suddenly more awake than ever, and fuck him, there might have been tears starting to gather at the corners of his eyes. “I--fuck, Max, are you serious?”

“Of course I’m serious.” Max’s hair was sticking up at an odd angle and his face was still warm and soft from sleep. In that moment, he was the most beautiful thing Daniel had ever seen.

“Yes!” he said, and once he had gotten that out there was nothing else he could do but launch himself at Max and kiss him as hard as he could, again and again, pulling them both back down onto the bed. The joy that ballooned up in his chest was too big for him to form words, or even think, so he just kept kissing Max until they were both panting for breath, both grinning and both a little misty-eyed. 

“Was that what you were looking for yesterday?” asked Daniel. “The ring?”

Max pushed himself up to lean over Daniel with an exasperated huff. “Yes, it was. The fourth ring I’ve had to buy, actually.”

Daniel laughed, both out of confusion and just because he was still so happy. “What happened to the other three?”

“Well, one is in the sand back in Melbourne, one is probably still in Lando’s stomach, and one of them is in the bay back in Monaco. You remember when I dropped something in the water when we were supposed to take a picture?”

Daniel did remember, the pieces all clicking into place as the memories came back to him. “You were going to propose to me there?”

Max shrugged. “Then I knocked the box into the water, so I was going to propose to you while we were here instead. Sorry I don’t have a ring.”

“Max,” said Daniel, taking Max’s face in his hands. “Fuck the ring. You’re all I want. You’re all I ever want.”

He pulled Max’s head in for a kiss, and then another, and then another, before a detail that Max had said suddenly hit him. “Wait. What do you mean, in Lando’s stomach?”

Max shut him up with another kiss. 

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[winterchimez]

Summer Night City | Lee Sangyeon

SUMMARY: you were convinced that you were going to spend the rest of your uneventful summer all on your own like usual, that is until a man named Lee Sangyeon shows up in your life.

PAIRING: non-idol Sangyeon x f!reader

GENRE: strangers to lovers au, suggestive

WARNINGS: alcohol, kissing, dirty talk, pet-names (babygirl, sweetie, etc.), sangyeon is such a flirt in this one, and he is umm topless in a pool, there's a pool make-out scene, y'all the sexual tension in this one is smth else 🤡

WORD COUNT: 2,674

A/N: i proudly present to you my submission for deoboyznet's summer on you event! i recently watched the mamma mia musical in London, so this is inspired by the song voulez vous & summer night city! a special a huge shoutout to my beloved @daisyvisions for giving me ideas (and fuelling my delusions 🤡)

“Are you alone tonight?” 

That familiar scent filled the air in the room, and sure enough, you turned your back to see the person you had been expecting for the night. 

You met Sangyeon right here in this particular nightclub a few weeks prior, where you’ve actually accompanied your roommate since she was determined to get a summer fling to keep her vacations booked and busy. It’s not like you have never been to a club before, you just usually wouldn’t have agreed since you were definitely much more of a homebody chilling in bed with some chips and beer as you put your favourite movies on the mini projector you owned. 

But it was your best friend, your ride-or-die soulmate since elementary school. Of course, you couldn’t have refused. 

As you first stepped foot into the club, there was this sense of expectation hanging in the air that whoever decided to come tonight was expected to get laid or at least hook up with someone.

Sure enough, your roommate eventually found a pretty attractive male who seemed to be in his early or mid-twenties, and the spark they had between them was immediate. Not wanting to witness the ooey-gooey things they were about to do, you excused yourself and reassured your roommate that you wouldn’t be far. 

As you made your way around the club, you settled yourself down at the bar and went for a drink to ease the slight tension you have felt since you arrived. 

Which was also when you encountered the infamous male himself. 

He was standing across the room, and his beautiful eyes glowed in the dark. Immediately, you felt something within you, and the male eventually approached you, starting a conversation. 

He was goddamn attractive, to say the least. You have come across a handful of good-looking men that night, but none of them ever came close to this man who stood in front of you with a glass of vodka soda, looking straight into your eyes. 

Sangyeon was smitten with you as he first laid his eyes upon you, and surprisingly, you both hit off pretty well from the get-go. Because of this particularly fond experience, coming to the nightclub with your roommate has since become a weekly routine. Every encounter you’ve had has always been pleasant—something about the guy attracted you even though you have only met a couple of times. 

And you wanted to know more. 

Hence, you decided to put on the best alluring fashion you could possibly find from the depths of your closet. You went for your maroon maxi dress with an opening behind your back. You decided to go for a sexy yet sophisticated look, where you were trying your best to impress the man of interest for the night. 

Your efforts were not wasted because Sangyeon immediately noticed your presence right when you entered the club and ordered your favourite drink at the bar. Knowing you couldn’t refuse, you approached him, pushing through the crowd to get to where he was. It was also when he decided to do a little hide-and-seek situation, where he would want to surprise you from behind when you arrived. 

“It seems as if you meant business, making your way so quickly towards me. Did you miss me that much?” He teased. 

“I would never say no towards a free drink. Don’t get so high and mighty, young man.” You scoffed as you took in your first sip of alcohol for the night. 

“I’d like to think that this particular dress was meant for me.”

Well, he wasn’t wrong. “What makes you say that, Sangyeon?”

“Oh baby, I know it when I see it in your eyes. You want me, don’t you?” 

“Bold of you to assume I’d find a summer fling like my roommate. I’m not in the same boat as she is.” You crossed your arms while you took a step closer towards him as if trying to provoke him while wanting him to take in the scent of the perfume you had put on for the night.

“You intrigue me, sweetie.” He then takes one strand of your hair and starts twirling around it, all while moving closer to you so that both of your faces are now inches apart.

“Say, why don’t we go somewhere more private? Have a little you-and-me time?” 

You raised an eyebrow. “And what do I get in return?” 

“Something that’s worth your time.” 

The both of you hit the road as Sangyeon brought you into his convertible and offered you a little night drive around the city. You were only a few minutes into the drive and are now praising yourself internally for agreeing.

The city was beautiful at night—quiet yet somehow captivating with all of the different city lights surrounding the area. There was something just so peaceful yet appealing about a night drive around the city, something that you’d never once had the thought of doing before you met Sangyeon. 

You were so glad you decided to hop on for the ride tonight.

With one hand on the steering wheel and the other leaning against his now-opened window, he takes the chance of catching a few glances at you—smiling throughout the ride as you stuck your head out to take it all the breeze. You were literally just insanely attractive to him, and in no way did he want to put an end to all of these soon. 

“Thought we’d go for a little drive and get to know each other better. It was never easy having to talk as if we’re both screaming at the top of our lungs back down at the nightclub.” 

“Definitely agree on the latter.” You teased, and oh, how much you enjoyed these little moments where your wits would slightly take Sangyeon aback—you really liked when his eyes widened ever so slightly and then reciprocated as he shot you back with his flirty comments. 

You definitely love it a little too much when he flirts with you. And in return, you loved teasing him as much as you could.

“Hey, maybe consider taking a picture. I promise you I’ll last longer in this dress you have been ogling on for hours.” You joked, clearly noticing how he had not taken his eyes away from you since you both hit the road—or rather, ever since you met up at the nightclub earlier. 

“Aren’t you being a little too overconfident in your outfit today, babygirl?”

“If it were for your eyes only, I would gladly dress like this whenever we meet.” 

“Tempting.” Sangyeon smacked his lips and is now staring at you harder than ever since your last comment. 

At this point, you already came with the mindset of wanting to proceed further in this situationship you both were clearly having and enjoying with one another. You knew that after a few encounters you had with him—hell, even when you both first met, there was something so mysterious yet mesmerising about him.

It was as if you were hypnotised by him, constantly wanting to hit him up and spend more time with him. With the way he was always being so flirty with you, you have never once rejected them—in fact, you have always enjoyed retorting back with the little teases here and there. 

At this point, you figured that admitting that you purposely chose this specific outfit for the night was done just for him would give this whole situationship a little push. 

And it turns out you were right. 

While enjoying a few minutes of silence and Sangyeon seemingly constantly driving through the city, he finally makes a turn into a junction which leads up towards a hill. 

“Say, why don’t you come over to my place? I can guarantee you that you will get a better night view of Seoul from there.” 

Damn. We’re going a little bit too fast now, aren’t we? 

From the back of your mind, so many alarms were setting off. You have constantly told yourself how you were different from your roommate—you were never a party girl, let alone have a thing with someone, because you never really socialise much outside of your peer group. You have just so happened to encounter an attractive male whom you did not know much about at the nightclub, which then proceeded to you wanting to meet up with him weekly since that first encounter. 

It was insane that you actually agreed to go for a car ride with a stranger (well, he somehow is), and now to the comforts of his home? 

Without much hesitation, you immediately blurted out a response that would put the biggest smile on his face. 

“Show me what you’ve got then.”

It didn’t take too long to arrive at this apartment. You didn’t expect him to reside in one of the top and luxurious ones that were literally the talk of Seoul at the moment. A stranger would have never been able to step foot even through the security implemented here. Obviously, the residents here are from the upper-class level. 

As he parked his vehicle in the basement of the parking lot, he guided you upstairs towards the fourteenth floor, where his apartment was located. You were certainly flabbergasted when you stepped foot into his home—the quality and quantities of his furniture were on a whole other level, and you could tell how this was truly a living space for a wealthy individual.

He took you on a little house tour, which was when you expected him to invite you in for a little movie with some drinks.

But you were completely wrong.

“You know what the best part of living in this apartment is? The rooftop pool is shared with all residents here. I’m pretty sure there isn’t anyone up there during this time. It's definitely a great opportunity for us to go for a little swim and get that final stunning view of the city that I promised you about.” 

Sangyeon decided to give you some time to yourself as you said you needed to use the bathroom for a bit while he got ready and headed up to the pool to reserve the spot for you both. 

Slamming the door shut on his bathroom door, you looked at yourself in the mirror and truly questioned yourself on what snapped within you for the night. 

Who is this Y/N? Why have you potentially agreed to do all of this? 

But did you hate this new version of yourself? Absolutely not.

After a good ten minutes of getting yourself ready physically and mentally, you have decided to head up to the rooftop pool with the spare card key Sangyeon left behind on the kitchen countertop. 

As the elevator door dings open, you approach the automatic sliding doors, which open up to the infamous outdoor pool Sangyeon was raving about earlier. Sure enough, you noticed how the male was already in the waters, his bare back facing you as he first took in the sight of the city. 

Your presence did not go unnoticed as he immediately hears your footsteps approaching the pool and turns around to face you.

You were glad that it was already nighttime and there weren’t enough lights around the pool to show your now red-flushed-tomato-like face towards him. 

Holy. This man is truly something else.

It was how he was so well-built, and his muscles were so well-defined that they would definitely have all of the women squeal if they ever looked at them. And with his now damp dark hair pushed back, your stomach was basically doing somersaults at this point. 

And how badly you wanted to join him in the pool now.

“You’re finally here, Y/N.” 

You did not need the man to say himself to invite you into the pool because his eyes have already said so. Hence, you slowly and gently took off the bathrobe you were wearing, which then revealed you in only your undergarments.

Sangyeon approached you and extended both hands to support you as you bent down to dip yourself into the pool. Gently pulling you as he brings you back to his previous spot, he turns you so that you are now met with the beautiful sight he has meant to show you. 

The rumours were true after all. The night view from this apartment rooftop was incomparable with the night drive you both had before this. You were basically able to take in the entire city of Seoul from above, and this view was something that will forever be imprinted in your mind. 

Immediately, you began to feel a whelm of emotions build up within you, and you couldn’t help but shed a little tear. “Thank you, Sangyeon, for doing this for me. It reminds me of how I’ve always taken this beautiful city for granted.” 

“Not at all, Y/N. I’m beyond grateful that you actually accepted my offer in the first place.” 

Unbeknown to you both, you have naturally linked your hands together under the water while you laid your head to rest against his shoulder as you both take a moment of silence to take in the whole stunning view truly. It was how his hands slowly moved up to your shoulder, pushing you towards him to give you more room to rest. 

“Maybe you aren’t a bad person after all, sir Lee Sangyeon.” You broke off the silence between you both. 

“I will take that as a compliment.”

Just then, he lifts your head up and turns you so that you face him as he lays his hands on your waist. In return, you decided to wrap both of your arms around his neck. 

“You know what, Y/N? You are absolutely beautiful and truly one of a kind.”

“Well, are we back to the flirting game now, mister know-it-all? Don’t tell me this is how you treat all the other girls you have encountered before.” 

“What if I told you that that has never happened before and this is only for you, babygirl?” 

“Prove it then.” A sly smile is now plastered across your face. 

His gaze now falls onto your plump lips, and the look on his face shows how badly he wants to have them all to himself. 

“My impatience is slowly creeping, Y/N. I want to kiss you so badly, and I’m afraid I can’t hold it in anymore.” 

“Nobody is stopping you, Sangyeon. It’s all yours to take.” You proudly admitted. 

It was as if they say—when the night comes there is action, and so did it all happen in a blink of an eye. Sangyeon closed the gap between you two and crashed his lips onto yours. The kiss was slow and sensual, and the man surely took his time taking in all of it. As both of your bodies were now pressed against each other, there was basically little to no escape. Both of your tongues were now intertwined with one another, leaving no room for either of you to gasp for air.

Sangyeon’s hands were slowly travelling up to your bare back, and your hands were now tangling in his hair, both begging for more. Something has turned you on, and somehow, you can’t resist this strange attraction you have felt towards him. 

God. His kiss. It was as if it was pure nectar, it was so sickly sweet that it made you crave for more. 

You have no intention of stopping anytime soon, and neither did he. 

“I could kiss you all day, baby.”

Finally, after several minutes of that steamy kiss under the moonlight, you both finally broke it apart, and Sangyeon began to leave his trail of kisses down to your neck. With that, your nails began to dig a little deep into his skin as they fell from his hair to his bare back. 

“I bet you’re up for round two, babygirl.” He responded with a low chuckle. 

Oh, how your eventful summer has just finally begun. 

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[rosetyler42]

Audrey's WIR-Verse Pokemon team!

From Left to right, bottom to top:

1. Ollie, the Shiny Smeargle: One of Audrey's starters that's nearly always seen outside his ball, Ollie was given to her by her father for her birthday/update anniversary to help look after his daughter and was named after the legendary animator. In some ways the Normie of Audrey's team in more ways than one and the big brother of the team, this little puppy hides the ability to copy moves from his enemies and use them as his own. This gives him an impressive array of Ghost, Dark, and Fairy type moves. He actually has blue paint coming from his tail, but in the Cycle, it appears black like ink.

2.Barbara the Magearna: The artificial mythical and the mom friend of the team who agreed to join after befriending Audrey, Barbara is named after Batbara Maitland from Beetlejuice. You would think an ancient empathic pokemon would suffer in a place as hellish as the Cycle, but Barbara is not only one of the most powerful beings in it, she's also a caretaker attempting to help make things better for those around her. She also has the interesting ability to collapse herself into the shape of a large metal pokeball, which she often does when sad, sleeping, or hiding.

3. Joey the Shiny Cubone (Eventually becomes a Shiny Alolan Marowak): Audrey's impish little troublemaker and the heavy of her team given to her by the Angel sisters and named after her father. Despite his tendency for jokes and troublemaking, he's a loyal and protective little guy when it counts, helping Audrey with both his fiery ghostly powers and trusty bone club. His evolution was influenced by his desire to protect his friends, the dangerousness of the Cycle, and long term exposure to the spectral power of the ink.

4. Frank the Morpeko: also rarely seen inside his ball and named after both a legendary animator and the horror novel, Frank is a gift from Cousin Bendy that rides around on Audrey's shoulder. He shares her food, helping charge her Gent Pipe, retrieving items from vents, and helping protect her from monsters. While chill and helpful while full, he can quickly become almost demonic himself when Hangry. He's particularly close with Ollie the Smeargle.

5. Henry the Yamask (Later a Cofagrigus): The ghostly Henry is a gift from Hotel Transylvania's Dracula and Ericka. Supposedly the amnesiac soul of a dead human carrying a golden mask that reminds it of it's past face, Audrey empathizes with the ghostly creature and named it after her "Uncle." He offers a myriad of ghostly power to Audrey's team, including the teleporting move Phantom Force. But perhaps the most unique thing about him is that Henry can sneak up on attackers and trap them inside his coffin-like body, neutralizing them or turning them into mummies. Henry was sort of inspired by that Yamask/Cofagrigus comic a while back about the lady archeologist who was killed by her partner and came back as a Yamask.

6. And last but not least, Max/Maxie the Rotom: a tiny ghost plasma ball named after both Max Fleisher of Fleisher Studios and Maxie Dean from Beetlejuice, Max is the electric powerhouse and appliance possessor of the team and the only one besides Barbara that she caught herself. In addition to unleashing powerful ghost and electric attacks, this little guy can possess just about anything with an electric motor, either using this to help Audrey or hinder enemies.

As you can see, Audrey is something of a Hex maniac with an affinity for ghost pokemon much like her cousin Bendy (who has a more dark/ghost specializing team) but also specializes in electric types. Unlike Bendy and Alice, who like to let their pokemon roam free rather than confining them in balls, Audrey keeps many of her pokemon in the balls while walking around the studio for easy carrying and quick getaways: though Frank, Ollie, and Barbara tend to be exceptions and Joey has figured out how to leave his ball on his own.

Note: Yes, Frank's name is something of a joke on the Stupendium song "Find the Keys" - "Frankenstein meets Frank and Ollie."

@lovelylivelyv @black-ak9 @serial-serializednovelreader @inkiedraws @inkhyaena @inkspottie @thedopedemon @doberart @doodledrawsthings @thedemonsurfer @roydoodler-blog

[jamtoasties3316]

max being forced to drop out of f1 because it’s discovered he’s an omega, the only job he can find that would take him as an omega with no education or experience is as a club server, except as he quickly learns he’s also expected to be fully available to the clients. he either wears only tiny lace panties or no underwear at all, and clients love to finger him, slap his ass and pussy and eat him out so he’s leaking slick down his legs as he goes around.

once the f1 drivers come to the club and they specifically request max to serve their table, and then they keep him there for the rest of the night with all 20 of them

Poor maxy having to quit as driver after they found out he is a driver (so humiliating when fia took pictures of hid pussy as proof) and now he can't work anywhere because he has no degree!

Max starting to work in a club in monaco, wearing skimpy little dresses with lace panties or no panties at all, or fully naked in just high heels on special nights. He cannot say no to customers and that means thanking guests as they grope and fondle him, slapping his big butt and fingering his pussy until he is dripping slick reluctantly.

The drivers hearing about it and they go to visit, having Max serve them all night long so they can all touch him and have him suck them off like a good whore. And ofcourse at the end of the night he gets bend over the table and they make quite a spectacle of former f1 driver Max Verstappen getting fucked by all his former colleagues!

The drivers also hite him as their only grid girl, which is just a fancy way of saying a free use slut wobbling down the paddock for all of then to use

[eteroutsider]

hiiiiii, I have an oc question: does young!Varya have locs or braids? (or secret third option: faux locs?) and how would you describe her and young!KDP’s fashion senses?

hii! i know i'm kinda inconsistent in how i draw her hair but she had semi-freeform locs. she'd started them in her teens and by her early 30s she had them for 20-ish years. she's a pretty stubborn person so she was maintaining them for all those years despite how tiring it was. she shaved her head around 34-35 though and had a mini identity-crisis as a result...but she felt like it was a needed change at the time

as for hers and KDP's fashion senses in their youth:

Varya's wardrobe was basically all black with a bit of red, white and purple. generally her style was pretty feminine, leaning androgynous, you could kinda describe it as corporate (more like bureaucrat since they lived under socialism) goth as she often wore blazers, blouses and turtlenecks. she used to own a lot of skirts (maxi and mini) and dresses and she preferred tighter models of pants, either straight or flare-ish. for clubbing she would wear a bit more revealing outfits showing midriff, back or shoulders. she did still wear more comfortable clothing like hoodies, band tees and sweat pants but for going out she was always very deliberate in how she looks. she also wore a lot of jewelry and always had her ankh as an earring or a pendant on her, though she didn't exactly like wearing rings. her signature article of clothing was her long black leather coat. KDP's wardrobe had a bit more color though it also was mainly black. they used to dress kinda more masculine than now, although they've always had a "butch in a fem-ish gay man sense" vibe about them. i guess, in general his style could be described as casual goth but in a messy/punk-ish way. he often wore baggy clothes but he also had a tendency to combine tight shorter tops with looser pants (which he still does but in a more extreme way). i talk about both their wardrobes like they had access to whatever they wanted but it wasn't true because of the iron curtain so in KDP's case she also knitted some of her clothes. she owned a bunch of lose uneven (both purposefully and not) sweaters she made herself and generally would distress and DIY some of her clothing for a more unique look. she also shared her love of black turtlenecks with Varya. they owned a suit or two for special occasions or when higher ups would check on their department at work and wore them more casually (barely ever with a necktie). for clubbing she would include some ВDSM elements and would often wear leather harnesses, it also could be described as a kind of a rivethead goth. her signature article of clothing was her bomber/flight jacket.

[randomvarious]

Alexkid - "Sandfrancisco (F100 Tsunamix)" Live and Rare 1998 Future Jazz

Plays: N/A on Spotify // 430+ on YouTube

Kind of a weird explainer about the multitalented Alexkid here that I found on Resident Advisor, but I think it still works in order for you to get a decent idea of what this dude's about…

So, there's this super cool guy named Alexkid. He's been doing awesome music stuff for almost three whole decades. First, he was in Paris, but now he lives in Berlin, which is far away. People really like him because he's really good at making music and he loves playing with music machines, like big musical toys. When he was a kid, he liked music gadgets more than video games, unlike his friends. He started with music machines and it led him on a big adventure of making cool music and working with others. Alexkid can do lots of things like a superhero. He can be a DJ (that's like the person who makes everyone dance at a party), a music maker, a tech expert, and a sound scientist. In the past, he made special music albums that everybody loved. He was also like the DJ boss at famous places where people dance. Like the Rex Club or Watergate. He's part of different music groups, and he's known by big music labels like Rawax, Fuse, Rekids, and other labels with weird names that sound trendy. His music stories are magical. They can make you feel like you're dancing at a concert or dreaming in a magical world, all from listening to his music. Even though he's always looking for the perfect music beat, he's also like a jazz explorer, finding cool sounds even when they seem a little strange.

So, Alexkid's still going today, but what this little bio fails to mention is the label where it all started for him as a solo producer in the first place: F Communications, which was co-founded by French dance music legend Laurent Garnier himself in the mid-90s. It was on this Paris-based dance and electronic outfit that Alexkid would spread his wings and end up spending somewhere around a full decade, with one of his first releases there being a three-song 12-inch / Maxi-CD single called Castlesmadeofsand, which came out in 1998.

Now, on Castlesmadeofsand is a simply terrific, ten-plus-minute piece of free-ranging, disco-jazzy deep house called "Sand Francisco," which has this dub-funky bassline and backbeat to it that sounds like it may have been inspired by the sound of the Golden Gate city's own insular house scene itself. And judging by its criminally low play counts on both Spotify and YouTube, odds are good that you've never heard this gem before, but ya really gotta give it a listen, because it'll give you a good window into the type of sound that Alexkid's been more or less known for crafting across the genres that he operates in—one that that Resident Advisor summary up above manages to describe rather well, despite its odd, child-aimed tone.

But then after you listen to *that* song, you also have to hear the track that this post is *actually* supposed to be about: the "F100 Tsunamix" version of "Sand Francisco," which only exclusively appeared on a wonderful and aptly titled F Com double-disc compilation called Live and Rare, which came out the same year as Castlesmadeofsand and served as the label's 100th ever release.

This is a tune of pure future jazz (or nu jazz, if you prefer) excellence that drops out the four-on-the-floor San Fran housiness of the original and replaces it with something that sounds more akin to a live, in-studio replication of something like a James Brown-styled drum break. And then above that drumbeat, Alexkid once again manages to channel that "dreaming in a magical world" type of vibe, this time by loading up his tune with a super thick and unrelenting deluge of cosmically funky, 70s-inspired synthesizer wonderment. Its backing, squealy strings have a way of signifying the incalculable vastness of outer space and its extended solos then represent our own adventurous exploration of it 🤩. Unlike the original deep house version, this one takes way less time to get going; by the 16-second mark, we've already been catapulted directly into the thick of it all, whereas with the original cut, there's a whole lot more slow building that takes place in order for us to really sink our teeth into its eventually tasty meat 😋.

So, if you've never heard of Alexkid before, now you have. And while these two tunes certainly aren't the ones that he's best known for—"Love We Have," from his 2003 LP, Mint, has over 2.6 million combined plays across both Spotify and YouTube, for example—these still serve as a stellar slice of some of the gold that he was spinning in the late 90s as a young pup in his early 20s.

[ueslangeais]

Lyss - Underground (Radio Version)

[microscotch]

“I don’t really know what to think anymore. Maxxx is a great guy but he’s so possessive that I just had to make a point, you know?”

“He kinda doesn’t really want to get the message, though...”

-“How about a little exxxtra spice 🔥🔥🔥??”

- “AND TRUST ME, I FRICKIN’ CRUSHED IT THIS MORNING, RIGHT IN FRONT OF MAXXX’S EYES! I’D BE SURPRISED IF SHE’S STILL ABLE TO WA-.”

- “Dude, I SO don’t want to hear about your d-game.” 

“I don’t trust either of them. One day Roz acts all morally superior just ‘cause I was close to crashing my UFO into this hoard of degenerates, and now he brags TO ME about stealing another guy’s girl. Or maybe going for April’s implant ass is his way of dealing with me turning down his hatefuck offer? Whatever complex this qualifies as.”

-”WHAT ON EARTH ARE YOU DOING??”

-”Keeping my eyes on your fake ass, literally and figuratively.”

-”Excuse me??? First, there’s nothing fake about daily pilates with Misty Waters. Second, not into girls and third, DON’T STALK ME WHILE YOU’RE TAKING A DUMP.”

“Actually, I just wanted to piss her off.”

-“Drop that hairy piece of filth and be with me, April! We look so much hotter together, plus you can be the no name bimbo breaking my heart in all my music videos once my career really takes off!”

-”Oooo when you put it that way...”

“Maxxx really does know how to charm a girl. Who knows, maybe we truly are meant to be together after all. I mean, if he didn’t care about me, he’d just be looking for another girl as we speak.”

-“Damn April, I gotta give it to you, you really are outdoing everyone in this house!”

-”Embarrassingly low bar, let’s all be honest - I mean, Watcher, I just wasn’t sure about what I wanted. :( ”

-”Pfft, not hard when she’s living with both douchebags.”

-”Jealous much, desert queen Isabella?”

-”I just have class and don’t take every available opportunity because I’m cheap. All that talk about me having dated over 25 football players are just cruel lies!”

-”I haven’t heard anyone talk about it on here besides you-”

-“ALL. THAT. TALK.”

- Um, well, speaking of looking cheap, where’s Angie?”

“Look, the last day really SUCKED for me and I’m just trying to distract myself from the fact the guy of my dreams chose some bimbo who immediately cheated on him over me.”

“Angie is coming into the living room and all of the sudden starts tickling me. Just like the girls during my bartending days, you haven’t spoken a word to me before, neither when I pulled out a BuzzFeed article from 2017 featuring SimNation’s top 50 worst pick-up lines, or when I asked her for a mint to get the taste of vomit out of my mouth yesterday. Just now when you’re lonely and desperate - I suddenly exist!”

-”Get your claws away from me you freak!”

-”Did YOU OUT OF EVERYONE just call me a freak??? And who put that horrid music on, sounds like 8th graders during band rehearsal after discovering MySpace.”

-”You mean my mixtape I’m aggressively dancing to??”

-”WHAT? NO MAXXX, NEVER!!!! YOUR MUSIC CANNOT BE DESCRIBED IN WORDS!!”

-”Cabs are here!”

“I’m meeting up with this girl I ran into at the club yesterday. I just knew the moment I saw her she was something special... reminds me, should ask for her name again.”

“So everyone is having a good time, we’re dancing, it’s great. And suddenly, out of nowhere...she kisses me.”

-“Oh baby, I couldn’t be more turned on by you than right now, in your sweat stained maxis tracksuit.”

-”Let’s take this somewhere more private, shall we? ;)”

“Maxxx and I need to figure out where we’re at. If we really are ready for a relationship together.”

-“April, I love you, but honestly I think only I deserve you, so I’m ready for this relationship thing if that means I won’t be seeing you near these out of your league morons ever again. It’s unbearably insulting to my looks and charm seeing what the guys you decided are my actual competition look like.”

-“Your face looks just like the Sector 6 aliens I would sometimes see on vacation at Sector 8, so grotesquely deformed I always used to wonder how their organs were even remotely working... say, what do you do for a living?”

“Maybe it was the amount of bubbles clouding her judgment or something, but as much as I can’t stand the girl, this was honestly sad to watch.”

-”Performing human experimentation. But my wife and I are certainly not opposed to extending our selection of interesting subjects.”

-”I mean, yeah, it doesn’t have to be a two-men show but that’s one weird metaphor.”

-“It’s official, these clownshows are dating now. But they’re gonna break up so fucking fast, trust me.”

-“I hate them so much.”

“Angie is my only friend in this house, so obviously I had to let her know about everything I just saw. So pathetic.”

-“Maxxx, can I maybe talk to you for a sec?”

-”Angie, look, you’re a nice girl and will surely find someone, but Maxxx doesn’t want anything from you.”

-”NOT THE THIRD PERSON THING AGAIN, WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME??”

“It was going great, the girl and I relocated to the hot tub and then... suddenly I see everything flashing white! I just thought “Wow, must be the best woohoo I ever had.” ‘til I realize...”

“I almost died, would you think this chick even moved a muscle? She just sat there grinning, like she was enjoying it. So no idea if we’re dealing with an actual succubus or if she’s just got some crazy fetish.”

“And that’s not even the worst thing that happened.”

-“CRAP!”

-”Crap indeed.”

[stillthe1]

for the fluffy prompts, may I ask 6 and 9? you choose the pairing darling👀💖💖

ps

I LOVE YOU💖

HI. HI GI BABY. i made you a wlw maxiel special for you. your favorite lesbians are following ur prompts, dancing and making bets together.

nsfw cuz i always end up here. [points at horny jail]

Maxine didn’t know what kind of alcohol was in her cup. She only knew how hard it was hitting her and how hearing She Wolf by Shakira made her feel alive. 

The blue lights at the club danced across Dani, hitting her in all the right angles; her hips, her curls, her nose, and fucking christ.

Maxie didn’t need a constant reminder hangin’ around, flaunting all that bare skin at her. She already knew how in love she was with Dani effing Ricciardo. She knew that no one would compare to her, to the smile that Dani seemed to save for her, for that honking laugh that follows her around since her start on Formula One.

No one could compare to her girl.

Not even her fuck buddies or random fucks. Her only will always be her. No matter how Charlotte rolls her eyes at Max whenever she talks and talks about Dani, or how Mick makes fun of how in love she is.

It all fades away as she looks at Dani, the bitch, moving her hips to the music and enjoying the looks of everyone in awe of her. Dani knew she was looking, clearly, but it was fine. No one could ever look away from her. 

Max takes a step toward Dani and finds her halfway there. She smiles brightly at Max, skin wet with sweat and making her crop top cling more to her boobs. 

Dani looked even hotter up close, and the smell of her cologne and body lotion all mixed up with sweat made Max dizzy. She will blame everything on it. And the alcohol. 

“Daniii. Wanna dance with me?” She looks up from her eyelashes innocently, and for good measure, tilts her head to the side, showing her strong neck to Dani. “Pretty please?”

She takes pleasure in watching her one true love blush at the sight of her, as submissive as Max would ever be. Always a bit more around her, following her lead at every chance she gets.

“It would be my pleasure, dear Maxie. But… are you sure you can take this, honey?” The infamous Ricciardo smirk is back on Dani’s lips, and Max can’t help but tremble a bit.

Fuck, fuck, fuckity fuck.

“I can. I can take it all.” Dani’s eyes darken at that, and Max takes it as a win. Well. In for a penny, in for a pond. “Maybe we can make it a bet? Whoever gets more… horny… loses.”

Max sells the deal with a charming laugh, winking right at Dani. She will win this, no matter what. If she has to play dirty, she will. Not that it would be a sacrifice for her.

“Deal. Fuckin’ deal, Maxie.”

⋆

Dani doesn’t understand how she could be this fucking stupid. Who in their right mind made a bet about this? Who in their right mind would bet against Maxine Verstappen?

This was hell. This was heaven. Both and neither at the same time.

Max was grinding against Dani in a dirty, dirty way and Dani will die right here. In an unknown club across Europe, packed with other drivers and fans alike. 

She had always assumed her death will be Max’s fault, anyway. And now, with the perfect view of Maxie’s ass pressed to Dani’s pussy, moving in circular motions, she felt like the world was about to implode. Nothing made sense, and life was fucking great. 

“Fucking hell, Maxie.” The moan she let out could not be helped, not when her Maxie was the one driving her insane. She moved her hand to Max’s throat, forcing Max to look her right in the eye. “You are dirty, huh, baby? I thought you would be a good girl for me…”

She tightens her hold on Max’s throat slightly before letting go, and Max rewards her with a whimper. Fuck it, she thinks. They were already out of control, no matter what happened after this. 

Dani replaces her hand with her lips and finally bites into that thick neck that drives her insane. Buries her nose into it, and groans at the smell of Max’s perfume. Vanilla, cocoa, and something spicy. It makes her brain melt.

Heaven is Max Verstappen, Dani thinks half deliriously. And she’s all mine.

She sucks a hickey into Max’s neck and moves her other hand slowly down down down. Down into where Max needs her the most, going by the needy sound she makes, high and desperate. 

Nothing would ever top this, nothing could be better than having her favorite girl at her mercy. She was aware that they were being observed, and it only made her hornier. Max, for the first time ever, was letting Dani have her. And at the same time, she was letting Dani stake her claim on her. Fffuck. Nothing would boost her ego quicker, truly.

 She was her champion, since day one. Her everything. And nothing could feel better than Max, grinding against Dani’s hand right in front of everybody they knew. 

“Are you mine, Maxie?” She crooned, pushing her accent to the max just to see her girl tremble on her arms. “I think you are. I think you’ve always been mine. Since the moment we saw each other, huh?”

She wanted to swallow Max’s whimper, she wanted, she wanted, she wanted. She felt crazy, so full of feelings and that horniness blurring everything together.

“Yes! Yes, I’ve always been yours, Dani, of course–” Max's voice feels like syrup, scratchy and hot as hell. “I want to be yours, please. Please, Dani.”

Fuck. She had her girl begging at her, and nothing could ever stop Dani from giving everything she has and will ever have to Max. The love of her life.

“I will give you whatever you want, my angel. Whatever you need, you’ll have.” She presses her palm right on Max’s pussy, her knuckles searching for her clit. Suddenly, she could feel Maxie’s thighs spasm around her arm. Atta girl. “I will always be yours, Maxie. I have always been.”

Dani bites Max’s earlobe, pulling it slowly just to let it go, and blowing cold air afterward.  Just to be mean, she whispers. “I win, baby.”

[fragileizywriting]

okay love maybe isn't stored in pricey, exponsive things, and she and adrien have gotten into arguments about it, but she can't deny the... allure. the salivation. the absolute zing that goes through her head after taking such a lovely tour of the louvre (special access because her boyfriend is special is so great!) and they're just meandering around, passing the gardens, going around again, and they end up in front of a louboutin store when the three of them are trying to decide what else to do on their lazy sunday.

just a gentle look over has her eyes dilating like an animal when she spots this on the dazzling, beautiful gold-and-acryllic stand.

scalloped, gradient, tall? she likes all of these things. it matches her horns. and it's tall, too. god, she likes it tall.

her face is almost blank as she admires it for a split second, willing to every ounce and mL of magic in her body to stop herself from pinging that she wants it.

god, she wants it.

there's no price tag anywhere on the acryllic stand— why would there be? that would be ridiculous— but she can't imagine it's anywhere near a sane number. luka asks if she's hungry and marinette smiles and nods and does her very very very very best to snap her eyes away and pay attention.

does she want italian? he asks. french, even?

there's a place, a hole in the wall a few blocks away that adrien heard some amazing things from, somewhere rich but casual, because marinette always feels a little silly whenever she walks into these rich people places wearing sandals and maxi skirts and old band teeshirts instead of actually wearing socially acceptable clothes to these things. she has pearls, god knows she does, but they always walk in to pearl-allowed places like they just got out of a roadtrip. no one dares refuse the prince of hell, but she does not like the attention that comes with wearing wrong clothes.

"whatever you both want," she tells them with a smile. looks like her magic somehow managed to hide it, after all. score! and yet... she's almost a little disappointed. "maybe let luka pick, though. he's been craving sushi for a while."

"you okay?" luka asks.

"i'm fine, why?"

"you're looking a little..." adrien searches for a word. "off."

she raises a brow. "'off'?"

"a little off."

"what's off?"

"you don't look sad, but you look a little sad."

"nothing's wrong," she laughs. "maybe i'm just hungry and tired."

luka looks concerned. "hungry? or hungry?"

"hungry. come on, angel, pick a place for us to go! don't stall!"

luka's busy typing in the address for the place they want to go, mumbling to himself how his thumbs are too big and he keeps hitting the wrong keys. she almost thinks she's gotten away with it— even if she wanted it, just how much is it? it's not like she'd have a place to wear something like this, anyway. a club probably isn't the place for such an expensive heel. and it's not like she works a desk job... and this definitely wouldn't be useful at the nursery. but adrien is perceptive. adrien is perceptive in the way she stares through the window out of the corner of her eyes, even though there's nothing on her face.

"huh," adrien simply says, as marinette fiddles with this little keychain tassle she made to put on her totebag. "that shoe looks pretty, huh?"

"y-yeah."

"the color reminds me of your horns," adrien continues. "it's a good height, too. anything taller and you'd be teetering forward."

"mmmhmm."

his gaze slides over to hers. green eyes blazing in the afternoon light. "how come you're hiding that you want this shoe, princess?"

"wh—"

"your wishes sound very clinical, which means you're doing your succubus magic to mask. what's going on, beautiful?"

great...

"have you bothered to look at the store brand?" with a point and a tap of her heel, she crosses her arms. "breathing in there costs two hundred euros. this shoe doesn't even have that little tag telling you how much it is! it's probably in the thousands—"

"it's a good thing we can afford it."

she squeaks. "adrien, no, we can't just—"

"—you're an empress," he tells her, pulling open the door. a giant hand finds a home on her lower back, just like usual, guiding her inside.

"not anymore!" she whispers.

"yes, you are. i'm getting you everything you should've had back then. come on, angel, put your phone down; i need to buy something real quick."

[l-1-z-a]

Will Wright Interview

Thursday, June 21, 2001 - 23:10

Maxis' founder tells IGN about his online empire in the midst of E3.

June 18, 2001 - On the third day of the E3 trade show, when everyone's dog tired and beaten down by the heat and the noise, I made my way back upstairs to Maxis, where I had a chance to talk to Will Wright, the company's founder and the guiding light behind such games as SimCity and The Sims.

Actually Will had been doing demos of his new game, the Sims Online for hours, and was eager to get outside for a smoke break. I went with him, and we talked on one of the balconies looking out over a smoggy expanse of concrete gray, where he explained the concepts behind the Sims Online.

IGNPC: Would you say that Sims Online merges the social aspects of the Internet with a computer game?

Will Wright: It's a lot more elaborate in the game because we have this whole economy built up, too.

In an online community, there's this kind of social economy between the community members. Some people have status because they make cool skins or that's a good website that's visited a lot, but there's no real gameplay there. There is a lot of the same dynamics that we're trying to take from the website into the game, but in a little more structured format.

The big thing is that we have five percent or less of the hardcore players actively entertaining the other ninety-five percent. In fact it's more like two percent to ninety-eight.

That's the exact kind of thing we're trying to get in Sims Online, we're trying to get the two or three percent of the hardcore a strong incentive to entertain the other ninety-seven percent of the people who play the game, as opposed to just killing them very, very efficiently.

IGNPC: So your objective in the game is to get a lot of money, or become the most popular, or do you choose your own goals?

Will Wright: Right. In what we're calling 'the visitor game' ... people are really going to be competing on creativity. Just like web pages, what makes a cool web pages, the ones where everyone is sending the URL around. That's one of the biggest goals in the game, getting people to come to your place, for whatever reason. It might be because it's a cool place to be, because there's fun games there, or it's a trendy place where you meet all the popular people in the game, or because there's a funny stand-up comedian there that night.

Sure, while he's on stage people can boo, or applaud, or whatever. You can do all this stuff, and it's not that hard.

IGNPC: Do players have just one house, one character?

Will Wright: You have three characters per account and each character can have a totally separate life, a different house, things like that. One character always lives in one place, but you could have roommates, or get married, or whatever. So one character could be living in a house, another could be running a casino and so on. One character does not own multiple lots, though.

IGNPC: What's the incentive for characters in the game to acquire money.

Will Wright: To build up your lot, you need to buy objects. We're going to have rare objects which in the world, people will auction off and bid up. We'll have rare objects to give to people.

You can also form clubs and neighborhoods in the game, and those have leaders, you vote for the leader and those leaders get special rights in the game. Like your house -- if you're living alone, people can't come to your house if you're offline. Only if you're online are the lights going to be on. That's what a big advantage to having roommates -- your house will be online more often.

But if you're a club leader or a neighborhood leader, you have get option of keeping your house online twenty-four [hours a day], seven [days a week], even when you're not there. So I might be the leader of the science fiction club, and people pay their dues to me, and we use those funds to build up this really cool science fiction, starship clubhouse and anybody can go there that's a member of the club, even if I'm not online.

IGNPC: One of the most popular features in The Sims were skins, but a lot of them were breaking copyright or were adult in nature a little bit. How are you going to regulate that?

Will Wright: Users are going to be able to rate content, primarily skins and houses -- they'll be able to say I find this objectionable, or I don't.

There are several issues you're talking about there. There's copyright issues, there are things that are illegal like hate crime stuff or personal threats, and then there are obscenity issues.

We don't want to be the ones setting the standards in the community, we want to give the users the tools to set the standards. So if I go into a house and find it objectionable, I can rate it. Also there will be parental controls where if you're rating is below a certain level, you won't be able to go into a certain house -- we'll probably just use the movie ratings. My house might be Rated-R, for example, through voting, and your controls might not let you into that house.

IGNPC: So what about the copyrighted skins, Star Trek or what have you?

Will Wright: Copyright is a different issue. There's no way for us to scan the skins while they're uploading and being sent back and forth. Kind of like the same problem that Napster has, but if somebody comes to us and say we have illegal content and have to remove it from our server, we can. That's something we're still kind of investigating right now.

IGNPC: People get away with it in say Quake III, but there's no central server, subscribers there.

Will Wright: Well, we're kind of like a bulletin board system, or a website. We're not putting that content up on our servers, we're not even looking at it. We're just shuffling it back forth. It's the exact same issue we're having on our website right now, since people are uploading thousands of families -- with the skins -- and people when they download them, they get the skins.

So yeah, it's kind of a gray area. We'll try to be flexible, and so far it hasn't really been much of a problem.

IGNPC: A lot of time people can be rude or abusive online. What are you going to do with problem players?

Will Wright: One of the mechanisms -- and again they kind of operate on the house level and the personal level. On the house, you have a ban list. I can choose to ban certain players from my house. Or you can have a list and say, only admit these people, which sort of bans everybody else.

At the player side, anybody that's bothering me I can put on ignore and I can't see any more of their chat and they can't do anymore social interactions with me. I can also block any custom skins I find offensive, and if they're searching for me, I don't show up on their search results.

We are doing a lot of other things, but those are the two primary ones that are going to cut down on most of it. And of course, you can also complain about a player, and if there's a lot of complaints we start flagging, watching, a lot more elaborate than that.

That is a huge issue.

IGNPC: Are there any actual like public areas that are just sort of general spaces, not owned by a player?

Will Wright: We might have something like that. The primary reason, though, for having the community leaders [with houses that are open twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week] is that we're hoping people will take on that role. So maybe I'm the leader of a neighborhood and decide that we're going to have a town square in our neighborhood. I can't show you the map, but it's actually like a region, a county, with little cities in it, and the cores of those cities will be neighborhoods, and the leader of a neighborhood might choose to have a town square or a public park. So we're really hoping that players take on that role.

IGNPC: So if you're in your house and you want to go somewhere else, you just go out, zoom out to a map, and choose where you want to go? You don't -- your character -- doesn't actually walk all the way there on the screen?

Will Wright: No, we could do that but it just seems so pointless. We're probably going to have some cute little animation that when you're here and you want to go there, you'll see a little guy get in the car -- instead of a loading bar, you'll see a little animation of the guy. If the house happens to be right next to you, his car won't start.

IGNPC: It looks like it's using almost the exact same graphics sets as The Sims?

Will Wright: Yeah that's right, we're taking all the objects from The Sims and the expansion packs, as well as a whole bunch of new multiplayer objects. So the object set for this is going to be huge compared to The Sims, seven times more objects than were in the first game.

IGNPC: It's such a different concept in this space, I guess it's hard to visualize until I see a beta or whatever.

Will Wright: We're really trying to make the thing accessible, since all the online games I've seen are so hardcore that even I, as a hardcore gamer, don't feel compelled to play them. To step that far back and get a more casual audience, it's quite different.

IGNPC: Are you worried hardcore Sims players are going stay on there 24 hours a day?

Will Wright: Oh there are! [Laughs] There are hardcore, casual Sims players. But those are the people we are relying on! The two percent. What we have to structure the world in such a way that they're whole goal is to do something really cool that's going to blow some people away. And in fact they do that on our website, the uploads are just extraordinary, some of it, and most people don't see it, they're too busy playing the game, so they're not exposed to it. I want to give those people much more exposure, so when they do something really killer, fifty thousand people are going to see it each day. And then they're going to feel a little more 'incentivized' to keep on doing it.

IGNPC: So there's a little Sims newspaper to all the players telling them about this stuff?

Will Wright: Well yeah, there's a Most Visited House List, and for whoever's on that list, it's going to be really cool.

IGNPC: Can you take a guess when the beta will be, when the game might be final?

Will Wright: Well we're saying right now early 2002; in terms of when the beta is, that's a hard question.

IGNPC: Well presumably you'll have an internal beta, but will there be a public beta as well?

Will Wright: Yeah, we have a ramped development process so we have milestones about every month or month and a half or so, so every milestone -- and we've been doing it for about four or five months now -- so we're up to about a hundred players internally. In the next month it'll be three hundred, then the next month a thousand...At some point we're going to run out of people inside EA, and then we'll have to start going external. But EA's pretty big, so we might get to a thousand eight hundred across all the studios. And that's the point at which we'll external.

IGNPC: Is there a Sims 2?

Will Wright: Yeah, that's actually in development, though it's a different team entirely.

IGNPC: Is that before Sims Online?

Will Wright: No, after.

IGNPC: Late 2002, early 2003?

Will Wright: Yeah, somewhere around there, late-ish 2002.

-- Jason Bates

[smok3inm1rrors]

I was tagged by @igotsnothing over two weeks ago whoops. I saw it went “I should do that” then completely forgot about it. But better late than never!

1. What’s your favourite sims death? Either death by satellite from TS2 or the skydiving one from TS1, entirely because of the “Whee!” at the end of it.

2. Alpha CC or Maxis Match? A mix of the two.

3. Do you cheat when your sims gain weight? I usually don’t even notice when they gain weight.

4. Do you use move objects? Yes.

5. Favorite mod?. Aside from MCC + UI Cheats it’s between Language Barriers by Frankk, RPO and Talents and Weaknesses by Lumpinou.

6. First expansion/game/stuff pack you got? Get To Work

7. Do you pronounce “live mode” like aLIVE or LIVing?  aLIVE

8. Who’s your favorite sim that you’ve made?

Kathleen “Kit” Jones (Her name inspired from that "Kitchenaid Whiskey Jones" tweet). She's been around in some form as an OC since 2016.

She is also the sim in my pfp.

I want to do some gameplay/story hybrid with her (and other sims of my own) but that would mean...playing the game and not just using it as a substitute for drawing...

9. Have you made a simself? Back in 2016/7. Probably never again.

10. What sim traits do you give yourself? TS3 traits because I like them better. Adventurous, Love the Outdoors, Brooding, Unlucky, and Artistic.

11. Which is your favorite EA hair color? The color wheel. Dark Brown.

12. Favorite EA hair? This one from Get to Work.

13. Favorite life stage? YA. The only life stage.

14. Are you a builder or are you in it for the gameplay? I liked building in TS2/3 but could never get into it in 4. 

15. Are you a CC creator? I’ve done poses and recolors. I’m currently doing the “Fuck around, Find out” method of learning meshing. I should probably watch a tutorial.

I also know Python (Studied C.S in uni, which means fuck all really) and have confidence that I’ve used enough HTML to figure out XML, so destroying the game from the inside out is something I’ve wanted to do for a while. I have ideas that range from adding “Wish for a baby with…” and “Wish for Pregnancy/Wish for Pregnancy with…” to the Wishing Well for all your magical conception needs and story plot purposes, to figuring out how to add a whole “Spirit of the Wishing Well” NPC for also story plot purposes, to straight up overhauling spellcaster's alchemy to be more like TS3 alchemy.

16. Do you have any simblr friends/a sim squad? Nope. I’m not introverted, shy, or socially awkward (socially incompetent maybe), I’m just bad at using social media hah.

17. What’s your favorite game? Right now it’s Breath of the Wild. I like bullying the guardians for fun.

18. Do you have any sims merch? Nah.

19. Do you have a YouTube for sims? Nope.

20. How has your “sim style” changed throughout your years of playing?

I used to try and be more story focused when the game first came out. I’m one of those TS2 Wants/Fears dictate the game players and while you can do that in TS4, it’s not as satisfying. Now I play it as an unholy mix of "Soap Opera Simulator 2014" and "How far can I take min/maxing the sims" .

21. What’s your Origin ID? I don't have anything of interest on there.

22. Who’s your favorite CC creator? 

sforzcc, Peacemaker, awingedllama, Sentate, Rusty, Johnnysims, simstrouble

It’s not cc but florwalsims and windbrook for their builds/saves as like many of you, I’m tired of playing in suburbia.

23. How long have you had a simblr? Not long, I lurked awhile before posting though..."awhile" being a year.

24. How do you edit your pictures? I use Clip Studio Paint. I’m too lazy to *ahem* photoshop and I have it for drawing purposes anyways. 

Usually it’s just using different blending modes (multiply, overlay, soft light, glow dodge my beloved) and special effect brushes.

25. What expansion/game/stuff pack is your favorite so far? 

Expansion: Get Together. I’ve used the club functionality in nearly every save I’ve played.

Game Pack: Vampires, Realm of Magic, Werewolves. Not because they’re particularly good but because I’m a sucker for occults.

Stuff Pack: Paranormal. Again occults, but this one also has an acceptable amount of gameplay in it. I’m surprised they didn’t try to pawn it off as a game pack. 

26. What expansion/game/stuff pack do you want next? I'll get Growing Together when it's 50% off. However if before then EA gets too goofy with what remains of TS4, (TS5 is going to be ""free"" to play, it's already fucked.) I'll probably just you know what the rest of the game. EDIT: I wrote this last night. After seeing that job opening for the marketing position on Project Rene...haha yeah. Shit's depressing.

I tag: your mom

[jasmariswonderland]

“Ah, so you’ve come to wish me happy birthday! As you should! And as thanks, it’s only right that I invite you to the celebration later. I expect to see you so don’t disappoint me!”

✨👑Happy Birthday to my royal desert bloom!👑✨

Expect a lot of Iman-centric content today! I still have a few asks left in my inbox that will get answered either this evening or tomorrow morning. But for now, it’s Iman’s day to shine! And as always, asks/interactions are open! 

~~~

✨👑Iman’s Birthday Lines👑✨

When Summoned: “Welcome to my party. You should consider it a great honor to have the privilege of celebrating with me.”

Summon: “What do you have planned for me today? Will it live up to my standards? I’m looking forward to finding out!”

Groovy: “I hope you enjoyed today as much as I did!”

Set Home: “All this outfit is missing is a crown!” 

Home Idle 1: “I woke up to a large delivery of packages from home! All from my grandmother, do doubt. She really does spoil me rotten, not that I’m complaining!” 

Home Idle 2: “The first to wish me happy birthday were my younger siblings when they called me this morning. They told me they were still gonna celebrate even though I’m not with them, such sweethearts!” 

Home Idle 3: “My equestrian club mates gifted me a very lovely new saddle and reins. I’m gonna try them out firs thing tomorrow!”

Home Login: “Today’s party is rather low key compared to what I’m used to back home. But that won’t deter me from having a good time!” 

Home Idle Groovy: “Vidi gave me the most gorgeous friendship bracelet, its set with such beautiful stones of the likes I’ve never seen before! I wonder, are they only native in Briar Valley?” 

Home Tap 1: “Vil-san’s gift to me was a set of hair products he crafted himself. He told me hair like mine must be specially cared for. They has such a nice scent so I’m gonna enjoy using them.” 

Home Tap 2: “Leona-san sent me a gift through Ruggie, but Ruggie apparently couldn’t be bothered. He said he wouldn’t know what to give a princess who has everything but he could have at least tried!”

Home Tap 3: “Normally, I refuse when Cater tries to get a selfie with me cause I don’t like my status being used for clout. But since he was nice enough to come today, I think I can be generous and pose with him just once.” 

Home Tap 4: “Hmph, Taima asked me if now that I’m a year older, will I now act a year nicer? On her birthday, I’ll ask if she’s now a year more mature.” 

Home Tap 5: “I’m glad you’re here, really I am. But do keep an eye on Grim, please? I don’t want a repeat of orientation, especially at MY party!” 

Home Tap Groovy: “It’s hard for me to think of a birthday wish. I guess I wanna continue being fabulous, having fun and...well...the last part is a secret only for me!” 

DUO MAGIC: Maximilian: “Happy birthday, Iman! You’re like a diamond growing more radiant every day!” Iman: “No need for flattery, Maxie! But thank you very much!”