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[wanderingsimsfinds]

WanderingSims Fave CC - Female Shoes List

1, 8 - Rollo-Rolls - 4t3 Darte77 Vans Old Skool & Converse All Star HT Sneakers

2 - rasso - Vans Sk8 Hi

3 - Pixicat - Vans

4 - InLightOfDust - Vans Conversion

5 - satellite-sims - 4t3 Leosims Vans

6, 36 - JamiesPlayHouse - 4t3 Logan Shoes & 4t3 Bernard Boots

7 - Suteflower - 4t3 Jius Platform Heeled Boots 01

9-11 - Rollo-Rolls - 4t3 Jius Platform Canvas Sneakers 01, Jius Low Top Sneakers 12, Jius Platform Sneakers 03

12 - Rollo-Rolls -4t3 Elliesimple Nike Tanjun

13 - Semller - Adidas Superstar

14 - Rollo-Rolls - 4t3 Serenity Elphie Pump

15, 18, 25-27, 47-48 - Rollo-Rolls - 4t3 Jius Floral Lace Up Brogues, 4t3 Jius Canvas Wedge Espadrilles, 4t3 Madlen Harlow Boots Low & High, 4t3 Jius Platform Pumps 01, 4t3 Jius Platform Sandals 05

16-17 - Rollo-Rolls - 4t3 Trillyke Jelly Platform Sandals (Both Versions) & 4t3 MMSIMS Primo Sandals

19, 21-22, 40 - Ameriko-Steelie - 4t3 Jius Bowknot Platform Loafers 01, 4t3 Arltos Long Boots, 4t3 Jius Y2K Loafers With Leg Warmers, 4t3 Jius Platform Leather Sandals 02

20 - Ameriko-Steelie - 4t3 Astya96 Lolita Platform Shoes

23 - KotaJose - 4t3 Trillkye Antifragile Boots

24 - bellakenobi - 4t3 Madlen Dusk Diva Boots

28 - LeahLillith - Mulder Platform Boots (TSR)

29 - Semller - UNIF Choke Boots

30-31 - Rollo-Rolls - 4t3 Jius Leather Platform Ankle Boots & 4t3 MMSIMS Daydream Boots

32 - Suteflower - 4t3 Jius Leather Ankle Boots 04

33 - JamiesPlayHouse - 4t3 Suede Ankle Boots

34 - Rollo-Rolls - 4t3 Jius Ankle Boots

35 - yesod-sims - 4t3 MMSIMS Dr Martens Molly

37-38 - Anzuchansims - Usamarusims Carnival Scene Shoes V1 & V2

39 - Pixicat - JC Scully

41 - Ameriko-Steelie - 4t3 Madlen Sweet Harmony Melody Shoes

42-45 - Rollo-Rolls - 4t3 Astya96 Cross Strap Platform Heeled Sandals, 4t3 Arltos Shoes N7 & 4t3 Arltos Shoes N109, 4t3 Elliesimple Block Heels

46 - lillka - Pretty Summer Shoes (TSR)

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[shxnigxmi]

❤︎︎ 𝐇𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐋𝐘 𝐃𝐄𝐕𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐃 ❤︎︎ [ᴍ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ]

ఌ synopsis: you eagerly await the return of your husband, and he can’t wait to be in your arms once again

ఌ content warnings: foul language, anxiety, domestic fluff, ghost is literally whipped—

ఌ author’s note: why is physical affection so hard? like someone hold me in their arms and keep me safe but like do it without actually touching me cause i fucking hate that fucking shit /:(

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Beat down and bone-tired. Ghost was exhausted.

Simon was exhausted. And he let out a tired huff as he slid the key into the lock of his front door before he twisted it with a click. Repeated the same process with the handle before he was twisting it and trudging inside, dropping his heavy duffel on the ground as he slid out of his sneakers. Black Nikes he traded in for his combat boots back at base.

“Lovey,” he called out into the apartment as he kicked his shoes off. When he didn’t get an answer his immediate response was to tighten up with panic. Muscles taut against the profound ache of weariness that weighed down heavily on his bones.

At least he would have, but there was no need for such a reaction. Because he could see the door to your art room slightly ajar, the soft golden light coming from the lamp you kept on the desk in the corner bathing the hallway in it’s pale glow. And he could hear you humming, your voice soft as angels and melodic as a siren bewitching him to come closer as your taut chords strung the sound together beautifully. He smiled.

Inhaling a breath that felt like it had cleansed his lungs is when he noticed the scent of pumpkin spice, and he tilted his head at the small glow in the corner of the living room. A candle, the flame small as the scented candle was no more than three inches tall. The rightfully themed orange wax sat in a small glass container. Tiny and withheld there on the table by the bookcase.

He wondered why he hadn’t noticed the small flickering before, or why the scent had evaded him until just now. Perhaps he really was tired. Or maybe it was because he heard you, and the fact that he was aware you were present in this home you shared with him made him feel more at peace. Softer and less tightly wound, less of Ghost and more of Simon the longer he stood there before the shut and locked front door.

Yes, the candle added it’s aroma to the homely vibe his apartment was bathed in. But it was you that made it feel truly like home, it was you that made it feel safe and comfortable. Here with you he could be Simon, he could be human.. just a man yearning for love and affection. Wanting to be taken care of and held tenderly.

Out there in the real world, the world that’s full of vile and hateful shadows that prowl in the darkness waiting for an innocent victim is where he needed to be Ghost. Lieutenant Riley. Cold, hard, calculated and cruel.

Here with you… he could just be Simon. Your loving and devoted husband.

So he smiled minutely, a gentle thing tugging the corners of his lips up minutely to put a soft look on his face. Happy. He paced to the art room, the first door on the left at the mouth of the hallway, before he peered inside through the wide gape you had left the door with.

And the warmth in his chest bubbled at the sight of you, sat in that stool with one leg tucked up and laid down on the flat of the stool. Your other leg bent at the knee as you used it to rest your elbow so your paintbrush strokes could be more fine. Simon smiled at the way you looked so domestic, a large shirt —no doubt one of his— draping your figure. Large sweatpants that bunched up around your ankles and have been rolled at the waistline. And a pair of crew socks. Your hair was pushed out of your face with an elastic headband. And it was then in that moment when he had brought his eyes back up to your face that he noticed the headphones.

He was perfectly happy just watching you as you worked in your element, the way you guided the paintbrush across the canvas was mesmerizing. Perfect strokes as you moved your hand in an arch to curve the colorful line you’d just created.

It wasn’t until you were painting the left side of the canvas did you notice the figure out of the corner of your eye. You felt a brief sense of electrified panic and fear of an intruder as you quickly flicked your head to the doorway— and breathed a sigh of relief.

It was just Simon.

Humming you went back to it, switching out the wide brush for a fine point one and using the fibers to scoop up a dollop of green before.. wait—

You froze, then looked back to the doorway. And sure enough he was still stood there, arms folded across his chest and leaning against the doorframe with a playful glint in his eye and smug smile on his lips. Bare to you at the expense of his mask rolled up to the bridge of his nose. Simon!

“Simon!” You squealed, clambering off the stool and setting the paint pallet there alongside your headphones before you were spinning and leaping into your husband’s strong and loving arms.

He chuckled deeply at your enthusiasm, then reached down to grab your thighs before he was hoisting you up to encourage you to wrap your legs around his wide waist. And you did so with little more prompting.

“I missed you doll,” he murmured into your hair and you laughed wetly as you snuggled your face closer into his neck. Warm and bare to you, vulnerable to loving pecks as you welcomed your hubby home.

“I missed you too Si. So much.” You pulled back from his embrace of just enough to cup his face and pull his lips to yours. The kiss was soft, and you gently held his face as he pressed his lips firmly back against yours.

No matter how many times you and he shared saliva it felt like the first kiss every single time. That first kiss that you can recall happening on your porch, the porch just out the front door he had just come through.

It was the first date, after you two had met in a bar downtown you’d hit it off rather quick. And he offered a nice and quiet walk alongside the large pond in the city’s square. The pond that had a beautiful fountain in the middle, and as you walked with him slowly but surely you had gotten to know a bit more about him.

What with his black balaclava and the fierce and brooding aura about him, it had been a shock he’d asked you to join him outside. He had seemed prickly and more of lone wolf type of guy when you’d seen him across the bar all those nights ago. And you were surprised when you’d both ended up at the bar together.

He wasn’t. Because he had noticed you too, and he had been trying to scrounge up some courage to approach you. Eventually, his teammates had pushed him to stand and go order another drink when they saw that you had returned to the bar.

And the rest has all led up today, to that electrified kiss. A kiss that you felt all the way in your toes, like fireworks erupting in your chest and butterflies fluttering in your stomach. That’s the affect Simon had on you, the “so helplessly and utterly in love” affect that made you feel warm and happy anywhere near him. He was perfect.

And you’re so glad he’d put a ring on your finger, so glad you had bought a ring of your own to ask him. And so glad to have been happily married to him for three years already. Because Simon was comfort and Simon was home.. and you loved and adored him more than anything.

“What’re ya workin’ on?” He questioned as he set you back on your feet, pressing one final kiss to your lips before you were turning away from him to face the canvas. The project that was almost finished.

“Just some big piece for a company in New York. Payed a shitload for it too,” you explained as you moved to the desk in the room. Messy with files upon files stacked on top of each others, papers strewn about and the mahogany wood littered with pieces of garbage. Candies, discarded coffee cups, crushed energy drink cans.. it was a disaster.

But you found the paycheck right where you had left it, laid atop the manilla folder in the corner. You plucked it from it’s perch before moving back to Simon and handing it to him. His eyes widened at the number of zeroes behind the set of double digits at the beginning.

“Bloody hell.”

“Yeah. I’m kind of frazzled because they paid a lot.. and I know they’ll like it I’m just not sure I’ll be able to finish the whole thing in time.” You spoke, suddenly ready to burst like a water spout and rant to him. You knew that he would listen intently and you knew he would do whatever he could to fix the problem or offer any advice he thought would be helpful. But you were tired, you’d been staring at the damn canvas all day. And whilst you had a cohesive idea in mind the client had said to make it abstract. So you’d just been letting your brush guide your hand and went to your heart’s content.

But now? Right now all the colors were blurring together, and not in the way an abstract is supposed to. Not in the way you’d seen it in your head. And it was making you frustrated, anxiety aligning unwell with your unease and anger made everything so much worse.

When you had finally found somewhat of a groove again is when Simon had come home. But even still.. it didn’t quite feel right. You dreaded the thought of maybe having to start a new one tomorrow, but you didn’t want to give your client something you weren’t proud of. Especially since they’d paid so much and especially since they expected so much from you since your profoundly successful gallery last month.

So when you had seen Simon all worries had flown right out the window, and the ire wound tightly in your chest had dissipated. He’d worked out the unruly twitch in your brow with his mere presence alone and you melted into his hold when you had squealed and jumped him.

But now that you had once again found the canvas as your main point of attention— the feelings returned. And you grimaced angrily at it. As if your twisted scowl would somehow fix the painting and your problem.

Simon recognized the look in your eye, and he knew you would continue to glare at your painting until you either got new inspiration or burnt yourself out trying to create something that was satisfying to your expectations. So he turned you to face him and cupped your cheeks.

“Let’s get to bed yeah? I’m sure you’ll have a fresher perspective on this tomorrow.” He gently urged, and you sighed softly as you reached your hands up to hold his wrists. You nodded your agreement.

And he took your hand in his to guide you into the shared bedroom at the end of the hall. Once inside, your nightly routine began. And he helped you with your skincare routine as you gently pulled off his mask and wiped clean the black eye grease that painted his face. Once clean with a cleansing wipe you began his skincare routine, built and patented by you.

And he closed his eyes and exhaled softly at the way your hands and fingers felt on his face. The intimate domestic feeling behind the action made his heart warm and his stomach flutter. You had made him a skincare routine, loved him enough to care about what he’s putting on his face. And it felt amazing to be sharing a nightly routine with you again.

Once you both rinsed your faces clean and patted them dry, you brushed your teeth before waltzing back into the bedroom to the closet on the other side. And you both changed into cleaner clothes. A pair of boxer briefs and a clean shirt from Simon’s side of the closet for you. He opted to go shirtless and donned sweatpants that hung low and accentuated his abs and v-line. You couldn’t help but stare and Simon grinned as he caught you looking at him from where you lay on the bed.

“See something you like?”

“Oh you know I like you very much Honey.”

He chuckled quiet in his chest before he was turning out the bathroom light and joining you on the bed, wrapping a strong arm around your middle and pulling you into his chest. Your back flush against it, and you relished in the warmth that radiated off of him.

He pulled the sheets and duvet up to cover you both, kissed your temple before trailing his lips down to your cheek, your jaw and eventually your throat. Where he whispered his goodnight into the juncture between your neck and your shoulder. You had uttered yours back to him when you turned your head to catch his lips with yours one more time before you faced forward again and settled in to sleep through the passing night.

Missed constellations and the pale glow the moonlight cast upon the complexes that made up your neighborhood. All to be in the safe and protective arms of your beloved husband.

Simon Riley. Who you loved and adored more than anything in this world.

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ఌ author’s note: i just like to imagine that when you are in the arms of your comfort character all your fears, all your worries and your aches and your pains just vanish.. as if being in their arms makes everything okay… makes you safe and protected… makes you loved ❤︎︎

[thekims4]

Back To School Lookbook #4

Hair / Skin 1, 2, 3 / Eyebrows / Eyes / Eyelids / Eyeliner / Blush / Lips

Clothing - Top

Sideline Sweatshirt @gorillax3-cc

V-Neck Sweater & Shirt @gorillax3-cc

Extra Long Sleeve Sweater @gorillax3-cc

Nike Sweatshirt @plumbobsnfries

Star Cropped Sweater @babyetears

Torn Knitwear Crop Top @rimings

Clothing - Bottom

Sana Pants @missvalentine142

Hearts Shorts @flowershowercc

Aspen Shorts @amelylinaa

Cotton Mini Skirt @eunosims

Justin Jeans @plumbobsnfries

Straight Cargo Pants by Elliesimple

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Zinare Earrings @suzuesims

Mia Rings @arethabee

Fingernails Polish 7V @magic-bot

Short Mismatched Nails @kissyck

University Nike Backpack @bedisfull

Sporty Socks @seoulsoul-sims

Wrinkled Socks @eunosims

Shoes

Adidas Samba @seoulsoul-sims

Fila Fluid Trainers @becky-sims

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Nike Yellow Pink @helen-max

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[newnewfeet]

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[entropicthymes]

yk when time travelling - and a lot of people forget this - its important to consider your footwear. A good sturdy pair of running shoes is acceptable, as are good-quality leather boots that provide ample ankle support. High heels, on the other hand, are somewhat impractical, but may be the only era-appropriate choice. The brand, too, is also worth considering. A couple of converse are fine, and you can get away with sportier brands like adidas or nike, but what your really dont want is a pair o' docs.

[miamochi-writes]

Daycare Snacks Vash AU Part 6

“Hey y/n! Cancel whatever you have going on this weekend. I did a little something for you,” your friend Cora said excitedly.

“Cora…what did you do?” You asked dreading what she did this time.

“Well…I may have set you up with someone,” she started.

“YOU WHAT?!”

~*~

Here you were dining at a nice restaurant in one of your best outfits on a Saturday night, but with the worst company possible.

Your friend Cora managed to set you up on a blind date that she found while visiting her boyfriend. She did your hair, made you wear one of your green velvet crop tops with a black skirt and black heeled ankle boots. Cora then gave you a lecture about trying not to bail out on your date or trying not to leave midway since she worked hard on finding someone and getting his number. You loved her, but you wanted to choose who you date at your own time. This date was one of the main reasons why you wanted to pick and choose and not her.

You tried to stay open minded when you met your date at the restaurant, hoping that maybe this was the one time your friend actually helped you. Your date looked decent. He was a tall brunette with curly hair and a slight muscular tan build with green eyes. He wore a denim jacket with a white v neck and black denim pants with sneakers.

“You must be y/n?” he asked.

“Yes and you must be Axel?” you asked.

“Yes, Cora told me a bit about you, but I must say you’re much more attractive in person,” he remarked.

“Thanks, you look good too,” you complimented.

“A gentleman always has to look his best,” he added.

You don’t know why, but something about that comment made your stomach do knots, but you brushed it off.

“Come on, let’s head inside,” he said as you followed along. The waiter brought you to your table and sat you down while handing you the menus.

“Have you ever eaten here before?” Axel asked.

“No not really, but I’ve been wanting to. I head it’s hard to get a reservation here. Like you have to reserve it months in advance almost!” you explained.

“Well, I know some people and they kinda owe me some favors,” he explained.

“Cool! So what do you do?” you ask.

“I work at a bank, but I model on the side if the Nike’s shoes didn’t give it away,” he commented as you looked at him.

“Oh...nice, I work with kids at a daycare,” you commented.

“Hm, not something you hear every day,” he remarked as he looked a the menu.

“Yeah, but it makes me happy. Especially when they grow up and start learning how to read, write, or inspire them to do what they want in life, you know?” you explained.

“Okay, I see where you’re going. Tell me more after we order. It’s on me,” he said.

“Oh okay,” you replied as you looked at the delicious food they had to offer. Honestly you wanted to try one of their steaks or their house special pasta.

“I think I want one of the pastas if you don’t mind,” you told him.

“Sure,” he said as the waiter came up to your table.

“How are you two doing? May I get you anything?” he asked.

“Yes, we’ll have 2 glasses of your best wine, and I’ll have the steak while she’ll have the salad,” Axel said.

“Wait a minute, that’s not,” you reasoned.

“We’ll let you know if you need anything else,” Axel added as he shooed the waiter off.

“Hey, that’s now what I asked for,” you mentioned.

“Yes, but you look good right now. It’d be a shame if we got too full,” Axel remarked as you instantly started regretting showing up.

Turned out Axel came from a slightly well off family, and happened to meet Cora and her boyfriend at a party. He said he was open to dating, but apparently he was very picky.

“I like someone who can maintain themselves physically.”

“Oh you like playing video games? I didn’t take you for someone to be so child like,”

“Maybe those kids are rubbing off on you, and not in a good way,”

“Why don’t you get a more serious job?”

You practically didn’t eat much of your salad since Axel’s comments ruined your appaetite. Plus you practically finished your wine with how the date was going. You couldn’t take anymore of this.

“Excuse me Axel, I gotta use the restroom and touch up on my makeup,” you said heading to the table with your phone.

You went into one of the bathroom stalls and messaged your only lifeline right now.

“Hey, remember how I told you I was busy? My plans went downhill, I’m not having a great time,” you messaged.

“Where are you? I can pick you up as soon as I can,” he said with a running emoji

“Thanks Vash, you’re a lifesaver! Sending you my location!”

“Okay, give me 15 minutes! :)” he replied.

Hey, at least you stayed this long throughout one of your blind dates. You sighed and mentally prepared yourself on going back to Axel. As you walked back, he was on his phone, but once he heard you come back he put it away.

“So where were we?” Axel said as you fought the urge not to roll your eyes.

“Something about you?” you half joked.

“Oh right! Yeah since I model, why don’t you? You got the looks, besides you don’t need that dumb daycare job anyway,” he commented.

Before you could answer, the waiter came back with the bill.

“No desserts?” Axel asked.

“No I’m ready to go,” you sighed as he paid the bill with his card.

Axel then led you outside as you kept checking your phone on the time.

“But yeah, think about it y/n, you wouldn’t really be wasting your looks and potential if you thought about modeling. I’m just saying,” Axel continued.

“Uh Axel, thanks but no thanks. I actually like my daycare job since I feel like I’m actually doing something. Plus I want to be known for more than my looks,” you replied with a bit of growing frustration.

“You know, I was going to overlook your job and give you another shot, but clearly you’re not worth it. Good luck finding another better date than me y/n, because I highly doubt it with that attitude of yours,” Axel said as he got a little to close to you.

Before you could do or say thing back you felt a hand on your shoulder.

“There you are, hope I’m not interrupting anything,” a cheery voice said.

You looked to your side and there he was with the unforgettable smile.

Vash was wearing his usual orange glasses while he was wearing a slightly loose gray top with a red leather jacket and black pants with some brown combat boots. He did a pose where he stood by you and had his other hand slightly pull down his orange shades as he was trying to get a good look at the situation unfolding.

“Hi there, and no you just came right in time,” you told him looking up and flashing him a smile.

“Ugh, whatever, she’s your problem now,” Axel said as he walked away.

“What’s his deal?” Vash asked as he pointed his thumb at him.

“It’s a long story, but I want to get out of here so bad,” you complained just thinking about what Axel said.

“Sure, but for the record, you’re not a problem. Any guy would be lucky enough to have you as a date,” Vash complimented as you felt your face getting hot all of a sudden.

“Thanks, I can say the same to you. You're a much better option than him. Plus, you even dress better than him,” you told him as you slightly looked away.

“Well I’m glad you messaged me. Hopefully I can try to make your night a bit better,” he added.

“Trust me, you already are,” you mentioned.

~GROWL~

Of course, your stomach just had to embarrass you in front of Vash in front of a nice restaurant that you didn’t really get to eat at.

“I’m so-” you tried to apologize.

“DID HE STARVE YOU?” Vash asked as he grabbed your shoulders with his eyes widened.

You were startled by this as you tried to speak.

“He said he would cover dinner. But when I tried to order what I wanted, he ordered a small salad for me. He told me I should keep my figure and not get too full,” you explained as Vash let go of you.

He was beyond horrified at what you told him as he pulled out his phone and looked at you with his orange shades hiding his eyes and showing your reflection.

“What do you want to eat?” he asked dead serious.

You looked at the time and realized it was getting late to where most food places were closed.

“Uhh I wanted something Italian earlier,” you shyly answered.

Vash was going through his phone and then pulled out his car keys.

“I know just the place that’s open late enough for us to go eat at,” Vash said as he beckoned you to follow him.

Vash drove you to a modern Italian restaurant that was short of a drive. The place was in the middle of a shopping strip that had a modern brick exterior. Inside the place was dimly light with vintage bulbs that emitted warm colors with off white wallpaper. The ceiling had dark wooden beams holding the top together while the booths were black and comfortably cushioned with a dark table accompanying it. Oddly enough, the place had a bar in the middle where two workers were behind running the cashier.

“Hi Vash! Haven’t seen you in awhile! And who’s this pretty girl?” one of the guys asked.

“Hi Chad! This is my friend. She had a rough night and needs something good to eat,” Vash answered as he waved.

“Well take a seat and we’ll be right with you!” Chad said as Vash led you to a booth.

“You’re a regular here?” you asked looking around.

“Yeah, I would come here alot while in college. Especially if I was celebrating. This place has the best Italian food,” he said as Chad brought the menus.

“So what would you like to drink?” Chad asked.

“I’ll have some soda,” Vash said.

“I’ll have some too please,” you asked.

“Okay and Vash I assume you want your usual?” Chad asked.

“You know it,” he replied.

“Actually, I think I know what I want too. Give me your pasta special,” you added.

“Good choice, you can’t go wrong with it,” Chad said as he went to the kitchen to bring your drinks.

“Okay, so what happened?” Vash asked.

“The longest and worst date possible,” you began as Chad brought your drinks.

You told Vash about how Axel was the complete opposite of a “gentleman�� that he was. You told him how he thought the daycare job was dumb, that playing video games was childish, how he emphasized looks over everything, and that the daycare kids were a bad influence. Each time you told Vash something, his face either looked disgusted or just shook to the core.

“Like thanks for taking me on a date where I couldn’t even order what I wanted at a restaurant I’ve been wanting to try and then just insult me and my job,” you finished as you took a sip of your soda.

“What a jerk, I still can’t believe he did that,” Vash said.

“I know, but I can’t thank you enough for showing up so last minute. I’m sorry, if I disrupted your plans,” you added.

“You don’t have to apologize over anything. I was just chilling at my apartment. Besides, now I get to introduce you to this place,” he continued.

Soon Chad brought out your meals. Vash’s pizza was steaming at the core and looked extra good with how thick and cheesy the dough was. Your plate looked delectable as you could practically smell the ingredients and felt your mouth watering with how good it looked.

“Enjoy!” Chad cheered as he walked off.

“Oh and y/n, you’re more than welcome to try a slice of my pizza,” Vash offered.

“I’ll take you up on that after I have a few bites,” you said as you grabbed a fork and ate some of your food.

You let out an “mmmm” as you closed your eyes and enjoyed the savory taste of your meal as you practically melted with how good it was.

“This is so much better than that dumb salad that jerk ordered,” you commented as you went in for another bite.

Vash chuckled at your reaction, yet he kept gazing at you with his ocean eyes and adored your little reaction. He loved that he could bring your mood up as he introduced you to one of his favorite places to eat.

“Told you it was good,” Vash said as he tore off two slices of his pizza and handed a slice to you.

“Thank you! Yours looks and smells good too!” you mentioned as you grabbed your slice.

“Cheers to a better Saturday night?” Vash offered to toast with his food.

“A better Saturday night with you,” you chimed and tapped his slice with yours and began eating.

“This is also really good! The texture, the flavors, and it’s fresh from the oven” you commented smiling ear to ear.

Again, Vash just smiled at you fondly as he took a bite of his food.

“Glad it’s not too cheesy of me to offer,” he joked.

You chuckled so hard that you had to hold your side and look down.

“Vash, I can’t believe you did not just- you’re such a goofball,” you couldn’t help but laugh. As corny as it was, it was too good with the way he timed his delivery. Vash tried to stifle his laugh along but failed miserably. He liked that we was able to get you laugh.

“So does this mean I’m the better option than your date?” he asked half jokingly yet half serious.

“Ugh, enough about him. He probably would have thrown me another insult about how carbs are bad or something. You’re clearly a much better date than him,” you replied as you kept eating.

That caught Vash off guard as he got flustered and scratched the back of his neck. Oh how his ego was growing slowly.

“The audacity that he would pick something else for you when you clearly told him what you wanted,” Vash said.

“I know, and the whole video games thing. What a killjoy,” you added as you ate more of your food.

“Oh speaking of video games, I got a copy of House of Ashes this week,” he mentioned as he took another bite.

“Oh really? I think I heard about it. What’s it about?” you asked.

“It’s a survival horror game where you try to keep the characters alive while the story plays out. The game is part of a series but you can play them in any order since they don’t really need to know or play any of the previous games to play this one,” Vash explained.

“Oh that sounds cool! Kinda sounds like something I would play,” you mentioned.

“Well if you’re not doing anything after this, want to play the game with me? It has a co-op option,” he suggested while looking at you.

“Sure! I’d love to if you don’t mind me,” you replied as Vash looked like he struck gold.

“Perfect, well no rush in eating. I want you to enjoy your meal,” he said as you nodded and kept eating.

You enjoyed Vash’s company and how easily you could be comfortable with him. Even with his corny jokes and puns, you were having a much better time than earlier. Plus, you got to have amazing food that you actually wanted.

By the time you were done, both of you managed to finish your meals while getting to try each other’s dishes a few times. Chad came to your table and picked up your plates.

“And just a little something extra, here’s some of our tiramisu cake. It’s on the house,” Chad said as he brought out a plate from behind him.

“Wait what?” you asked looking at Vash.

“Don’t worry there miss, we overheard how bad your date was. We’re just glad Vash brought someone who would appreciate our food. And know that you are always more than welcomed to eat here,” he added as he both gave you forks and walked away.

“Oh my gosh, this is so sweet,” you commented.

“No pun intended?” Vash asked with finger guns as you slightly kicked him.

“Nice one joker,” you playfully told him as you grabbed a bite.

“Wow, that’s one of the best I’ve had in a while,” you noted as Vash took bite.

“Again, you can’t go wrong with the food here. They make things fresh by hand every day,” he added as you enjoyed the sweet coffee flavor. Chad came back with the bill as you pulled out your card. As you put your card down, Vash’s hand was already down on the bill with his card. You noticed his fingertips were barely touching your hand as you felt yourself blushing.

“Sorry y/n but you gotta be quicker than that,” Vash commented as Chad took his card while you put your card away with a pout.

“Just let me treat you,” Vash insisted.

“But you’ve been treating me since the cafe,” you pouted trying to get your blush to go away.

“You will, you just gotta be quicker,” he teased as he closed his eyes and flashed a smile.

“I’ll get you one day Vash, you won’t see it coming,” you remarked.

“I look forward to it,” he replied as Chad came back with the card and Vash signed off on the bill.

You both stepped outside for some fresh air and did a small stretch where part of your lower midriff showed. Vash noticed and had to look away as he was starting to turn red from the neck up.

“That was so good Vash, thank you for taking me here!” you told him.

“Sure! So now that you’re well fed, now we can play that new game together,” he said as he walked you to his car and drove you to his place.

~*~

“And here we are, this is my place,” Vash gestured you inside as you looked around.

By the entrance he had a coat rack where you noticed some of his hoodies and other red coats were hanging on. You decided to hang your bag on the rack and remove your shoes. His living room was neatly decorated with a coffee table that had a few books. he had a wide tv that looked moderately expensive with a Playstation 5 cubby within the TV stand. Across from it was a nice gray couch with a blanket neatly made on the side. His white walls were decorated with some band posters you sorta recognized while he also had some fan art of games and shows that you talked about like Persona, Avatar the Last Airbender, Pokemon, and some framed photographs. Connecting his living room was the kitchen that had a black wooden dining table with a red paperweight, 2 chairs, and the kitchen necessities next to it. Overall it looked really neat and organized.

“Nice place you got here,” you commented as you took a seat on the couch.

“Thanks, it’s nice to have some company every now and then,” he commented as he went to the tv stand. He pulled out the game he mentioned and two PlayStation controllers. He turned on the PlayStation and walked towards the couch

“Here you go,” he handed you one controller after he pushed the logo so it can start up.

He then sat next to you and booted up the gaming console and controllers. He inserted the game and you noticed it gave off a mysterious vibe.

“Okay you can be player 2, I’ll be player 1. It’ll be story first, but I’ll teach you on what you need to do,” he explained.

The game started off with setting the scene in a desert area back in the day. You noticed you controlled one of the characters while Vash controlled another character. The game then prompted you to make a decision on saving a civilian or hurting her.

“Okay, I’ll save them,” you mentioned as you made your choice.

Later in the scene, you had a timed decision on whether you escaped or not.

“Y/n, you have 3 seconds to pick,” Vash mentioned.

“Wait what? Just 3?!” you said as you panicked on whether to click the button or not to perform the action. You didn’t make it in time as the scene played out and you saw how this decision will affect the game later.

“Wait, my decision is going to come back and affect me later? I did’t know it was this kind of game?” you told him as he chuckled.

“Don’t worry, it’s your first time. Just do what you think is best,” he advised.

After a cutscene, the game brought you to the next setting where everything was modern and took place in the year 2003. You got to know the characters but they weren’t really too likeable, but your main objective was to save them all from these weird monsters. Throughout the game you had quick timed events where you either had to press the right button, perform a repetitive action, or make a decision in less than 5 seconds. For the most part this is what the night consisted of:

“Wait I have to press the button multiple times? It looks like they’re heart beat!” you mentioned.

“Yeah, you have to calm the character down or else something happens,” Vash said.

“What happens if I don’t follow?” you ask.

“Mmm why don’t you find out?” he teased.

You stressfully followed the action prompt as you were nervous not to mess up. You almost slipped up, but managed to follow everything as you let you a huge sigh of relief.

“Glad that’s over, that was stressful,” you commented as you slightly slumped over.

“Oh you’ll have to do it again,” he added.

“Are you kidding me?!” you asked.

~

“Hey y/n, what are you going to do?” Vash asked.

“Ugh, I kinda don’t want to save them but...” you trailed off.

“Y/n, that’s my character,” Vash explained.

“That’s you right now? I thought you were the other character?” you asked as you instantly chose to save him.

“We switch characters from time to time remember?” he asked.

“Thank god you’re here because I’m lost,” you told him.

~

“Come on y/n! You can do this! You just have to button mash!” Vash cheered.

Your character had to escape one of the monsters as you were getting nervous on pulling this off. Your thumb was practically pushing the button constantly as Vash kept encouraging you until your character finally made it through.

“I DID IT! I didn’t die! Did you see that?!” you asked as you jumped up and down while Vash cheered and hyped you up.

“There you go! I knew you could do it!” he said as he gave you a high five.

~

The next scene you had another monster coming after you, and you had to aim one of the weapons at the monsters.

“Vash I can’t do this, I’m not good at shooting like you are,” you mentioned already dreading with how this was going to end.

“Do you need help?” he asked.

“Yes,” you begged him as you shot him a worried look. He scooted closer to you and held your hands on the controller.

“Okay deep breathe. You’re going to aim and the game is going add some resistance, so keep trying to lock them in,” Vash guided you as you tried to lock in.

“Now, once the mark lands on that monster, you’re going to shoot by pushing the R2 trigger here okay?” he continued and tapped on where your right index finger was resting so you knew what to push. You were concentrating for dear life as you tried to get the cursor to land on the target. Once it did, you immediately pushed the trigger and got the monster as it screamed.

“It worked!” you cheered as another quick time event came up, but for Vash. Vash grabbed his controller and pressed the right button as he helped kill off the monster.

“We got him! Thank you Vash!” you exclaimed happily as he paused the game to see you get excited.

“Teamwork makes the dream work,” he commented as you sat back down next to him as you let out a small yawn.

“How long have we been playing this?” you asked him.

“It’s a little past 2am,” he checked the clock as you were surprised at how long you were playing the game.

“Wow that long? It felt like 30 minutes, and we're not even done with the game,” you told him.

“Well, we can pause right here and continue another time if you want?” he asked.

“Yeah, let’s meet up another time when you’re free! I’m available next week,” you mentioned.

“Perfect, now let’s get you back home,” he said as started putting on his shoes while you followed after him.

When he opened the door, he noticed how chilly it was and looked at you as you were getting ready with your shoes and bag.

He went to the coat rack and grabbed one of his red sweaters and handed it to you.

“Here, its cold outside, and I don’t want you getting sick,” Vash insisted.

“Oh, are you sure?” you asked.

“Yeah, I rather you be warm. I insist,” he added as you put on the jacket.

You both walked down to his car and sat in the passenger seat. Vash’s Spotify started playing, “There is a Light That Never Goes Out,” by The Smiths as you got lost in your thoughts with everything that happened today. You had a horrible date, but Vash managed to salvage your night with what he had to offer and you felt yourself smiling at him on the way back while he was focused on driving.

By the time you made it back to your apartment, Vash walked you up to your door as the moon was shining brightly in the night.

“Thank you for coming to get me Vash. I had a really great night with you, even after everything that happened before,” you told him as you looked into his blue eyes.

“Anytime, I’m glad I could see you and have fun. Now I’m looking forward to seeing you again so we can finish that game together,” Vash added.

“Me too, I wouldn’t miss it for the world,” you mentioned. You honestly had no idea what came over you, but you walked up to Vash and gave him a hug. You were just happy to spend time with him after tonight, you felt your heart race. You then felt him reciprocate the hug as he gave you a quick tiny squeeze as you smiled from ear to ear. Once you felt him let go, you did as well as you stepped back and got a good look of him. He looked beautiful with the way he was smiling fondly at you, and maybe there was something on his cheeks that you couldn’t quite make out. 

“Good night y/n, I’ll see you again soon,” Vash waved.

“Good night Vash, I’ll see you soon. Drive safe and message me when you get back home safely,” you waved.

He went down the stairs as you watched him leave. You then opened your door, and put down your bad and removed your shoes. You walked straight into your room and landed on your bed. Your mind was recalling everything that happened and you couldn’t wipe off the smile that plastered your face. After 10 minutes, you felt your phone vibrate to see Vash messaged you.

“Made it home safe! Good night y/n :)”

“Good night Vash :)”

You held your phone to your chest as you noticed your heart was racing slightly just thinking about him and the next time you see him. He was definitely one of the best dates you had so far.

Hi everyone! Thanks again for reading! I apologize for taking so long with this! I’m finally feeling better now, and I’ll be posting the other oneshot I have later this weekend! Again this was based off of one my experiences (yes, one of my dates very much didn’t listen what I had to say and ordered for me in the worst way possible). Hope you enjoy and have a great weekend! :)

@marydragneell​

[carol-in-au]

Batkids: into their closets (Pt. 1)

I’ve been having thoughts about what each Batkid would wear, and honestly they stem from Jason being pictured wearing the same damn red hoodie all the time (which I kinda get, same) and boots and leather jackets. 

SO I decided to attempt to make a wardrobe for as many as I can. Starting with Jason :)

1. He loves cargo pants. He prefers the more straight-legged ones than the parachute style but he’ll wear anything that has that many pockets to hide his guns and knives.

2. Hoodies. Any colour, as long as it’s a size too big at least and soft he’ll wear it and feel like a milion bucks. And if he wants to go out he’ll throw on a leather jacket and call it fashion and he’ll be right.

3. Like I said, leather jackets (the style in the collage is the one I think he’d like more), tons of them, mostly thrifted, a good amount gifts from friends and family. He also has a jean jacket that was too big for Dick. 

4. Just simple jeans. Not tight, not low-crotched, not wide. Classic, straight-legged cotton jeans (with a belt bc he hates bending down and flashing people).

5. Ankle bracelets that weren’t initially that but Damian made him a friendship bracelet when he was making a bunch a day and if he wore it around his wrist he’d lose it and it was safer at the ankle. When he does lose one, Damian gives him another, no questions asked. Steph also gave him a plastic purple bracelet.

6. He doesn’t have a huge collection but he likes shoes. Not stuff like converse and vans, they make his feet hurt, but Nikes and adidas and trainers in general are his go-to, sneakers like air force 1s bc he’s not scared of being basic or air jordans or dunks when he’s feeling more dressy. 

7. He wears maroon ties, when he does were a tie. He picks dress shirts without collars just to avoid them. Bruce hates them but keeps it to himself even though his eye visibly twitches.

8. Gray. Sweatpants.

9. Messenger bags to carry books and snacks with him (such a mother hen already).

10. He only wears ankle socks.

11. Beanies in the winter. Preferably red.

[liv-333]

Converse and Doc Martens

converse and doc martens a wolfstar fic :) warnings: swearing, no way am I about to write canon marauders that shit's way too depressing pretend Tom Riddle doesn't exist or smth <3

YEAR 1 November 19th 1971 Sirius had worn black ankle boots for as long as he could remember. They were verryyy basic but expensive ( he assumed so anyway) and every male in the Black family owned at least 1 pair. The weird thing was Sirius had never remembered buying them or having them bought for him so he had come to the conclusion that Kreacher must've brought them or rather been told to buy them. The other weird thing was that Sirius had never even taken notice of said shoes. not until he came to Hogwarts anyway and he quickly came to the conclusion that he needed new shoes. sure the black family staple was fine for lessons but not really any other time but Sirius figured that it wasn't thaattt big a deal as he never needed to be wearing cool shoes. He just wanted to fit in with his friends.

YEAR 2 September 1st 1972 Sirius desperately needed new shoes, his were wayyy to old fashioned. James had come to school this year with a flashy new pair of red Converse and Sirius was jealous to say the least. Peter had his usual blue Nikes' on and Remus wore a pair of brown Converse and was convinced James was trying to copy him. "I'm not tryna copy you mate" James sighed " no, no the damage is done now" Remus said, trying to act offended but failing miserably " it's not like they're even the same colour" peter added, trying to shed light on the situation " It doesn't matter Pete, they're the same shoe so they might as bloody well be the same colour" " Moony stop being so dramatic, it's just a pair of shoes" Sirius complained, he had more important things to be worrying about than if James was copying Remus' shoe choice (like his brothers house even though he already knew Regulus was doomed to be in Slytherin) " Well that's hypocritical coming from you, mister 'I hate my shoes, it's borderline child abuse that Walpurga and Orion make me wear these dreadful things'." Remus dropped his thick Welsh accent, switching it for a posher more west London one, earning a snicker from Peter, a quiet laugh from James (even though he was trying his very best not to) and an eye roll from Sirius. "Well you'd be complaining about them too, look at them" Sirius whined like a dog (pun intended) "now you've got him stared agai- OW SIRIUS THAT HURT" James yelped "SERVES YOU RIGHT, YOU'RE MEANT TO BE MY MATE" "WELL I WON'T BE IF YOU KEEP THROWING SHIT AT ME" And with that the marauders' compartment on the train exploded into a fit of laughter.

YEAR 3 Christmas day 1973 James, Sirius and Remus had arrived at the potters around mid-day. There were 2 full moons in December that year within a 2 week time-frame meaning that Christmas eve was ruined for Remus but he was excited to spend Christmas day with the potters. Fleamont picked the boys up at 11 am on christmas morning "where's mum?" "I am wounded Mr James Fleamont Potter, your poor, old father goes to the effort to pick you up and this is what I get in return" Fleamont spoke in a sarcastic but loving tone complete with ruffling James' hair. "James you're so disrespectful, you should respect your parents" Sirius said with a shit eating grin on his face. "You're one to talk Sirius you're only trying to be a kiss ass to Mr & Mrs Potter. Remus (correctly) stated. " I am not, i'm always this - "annoying?" James suggested. "Irritating" Remus added. a faint "dickheads" could be heard coming from Sirius under his breath. "I was going to say-" Sirius continued. "Boys, boys, enough with the banter I want to open presents; Mia made me wait for you lot. And I hardly think she'd be happy if her Christmas dinner went cold.

Hours later, when everyone was full, tired and slightly drunk (unbeknownst to Euphimia) it was finally time to open presents. James was thrilled with his new broom and a second pair of converse and he was impatiently drumming his fingers on the handle of the broom waiting for everyone else to open their presents. He was also ever so slightly pissed off at Sirius and Remus for the comment they made about Lily finally thinking he was cool. Remus was over the moon (no pun intended, sorry) with his set of clothbound classic muggle literature and a David Bowie vinyl. And Sirius, oh Sirius, Sirius could not fathom words into how excited and greatful he was for his gift. A pair of classic, black doc martens. He had to refrain from screaming "fuck yes" and running into Fleamont and Euphimia and hugging them. "do you like them dear?" Euphimia asked, slightly concerned at Sirius' reaction especially as James had promised her that Sirius would love them. "LIKE THEM I LOVE 'EM THANK YOU SO MUCH" "can we go outside now?" James asked impatiently Euphimia sighed and almost reluctantly said "yes" And a myriad of excited and happy "thank you's'" could be heard. James was taking his new broom for a spin and Sirius and Remus were sat next to each other on the damp grass in the Potters' back garden. Sirius was looking down at his new 'Docs'' admirably and Remus was reading 'The picture of Dorian Grey' out loud. Sirius was listening, trying to ignore the tightening feeling in his chest that must've been from the firewhiskey or excitement from the day (nothing else especially not the boy next to him) and with that Christmas day 1973 came to a close.

SUMMER HOLIDAYS August 10th 1974 Sirius loved his doc martens. He had since when he got them, his parents, however didn't. Walpurga and Orion had threatened to Burn the shoes the moment he walked through the door with them on at the start of the summer holidays, but if wearing the shoes angered his parents he would keep wearing them. Sirius thought the shoes made him look badass, (Regulus did too, but him and his brother weren't exactly on speaking terms at the moment.) He thought about how perfectly his shoes contrasted with James' and how Remus once said he looked "fit" in them and how "all the girls must be mental about him" when he wears them, even professor Mcgonagall, who deemed them 'inappropriate' for school said that they suited him. My god Sirius was looking forward to school, he wanted to see James and Peter and Lily turning down James in the most girlboss ways and Marlene with all her new piercings she acquired over the summer and Mary who he fancied. Sirius really liked Mary, he thought she was really cool, and a total sweetheart. He was looking forward to seeing Remus too, but something felt off about him, or maybe it was Sirius who was off. Either way Sirius couldn't explain it, but the way he felt about Moony just felt different,the way he loved Moony felt different to the way he loved James and Peter and he couldn't explain why.

YEAR 4 Febuary 19 1975 Remus was well and truly fucked. He accidently just ruined Sirius' most prized possesion, he just soaked Sirius' Doc martens while trying to learn a stupid spell. Sirius was going to kill him, he was a dead man walking, Sirius was going to get out his wand and Avada kedav- "Remus what the fuck are you doing?" Sirius asked in a shocked tone. "I'm so so so so sorry Sirius it was an accident I swear I'll ask my mam to buy you a new pair-" "We're wizards Moony, we can fix it." Sirius said laying a comforting hand on top of Remus' to assure him that his shoes weren't ruined. Remus froze, the second his and sirius' skin touched he felt sparks fly "Rwy'n dy garu di." Remus mumbled "What?" Sirius laughed, "did you just speak welsh to me?" "Oh yeah, That means sorry." Remus bluffed, he scratched the back of his neck. "It's alright, look." Sirius waved his wand and the water off his shoes dried immediately, they looked brand new once more. "You could stab me on purpose and i'd still forgive you moons." "Moons?" "Oh sorry, I don't know why I did that, just slipped out I guess." Sirius explained, "Well if you don't like Moons i'll just keep calling you Remu" he teased. "Shove off Sirius." "Jokes, jokes, Love you" Sirius said this platonically, platonically with a capital P, but how he wished he could say it the way he really meant it. "Hate you too" Remus, unbeknownst to Sirius had already said 'I love you' and both boys knew what 'hate you too' meant, they weren't that oblivious.

YEAR 5 January 8th 1976 "Shit! Fuck!" Remus yelled, he was still in physical pain from the night before, but kicking his and his friends' belongings was a good way to ignore that and an even better way to ignore the burning whole in his heart, why was he so stupid!? why did he think Sirius actually cared for him the way he cared for Sirius? A million questions were in his head - mostly him blaming himself for almost killing Severus Snape, a greasy black haired boy in slytherin who he and his friends had been rivals with since they started Hogwarts. Even though Remus hated Sirius right now, he didn't really hate him, Remus didn't have it in him to hate Sirius, even if Sirius did just put so many people in danger. Remus would never admit it but he knew deep down he would come back around with time; lots of time. While in the middle of Remus' (justified) trashing the dorm session he saw Sirius' doc martens in the mess and he couldn't quite bring himself to kick them to the side or throw them somewhere, so he left them.

When James and Peter returned hours later they weren't shocked to see that their room was a tip, what they were shocked to see was Sirius' doc martens in the same place as they were before, the only difference being that now Moony's brown converse were nowhere to be seen, neither was Moony. The two boys could've used the map to find their friend(s) but chose not to, knowing Remus needed time to debrief and wallow, and everyone needed time to forgive Sirius.

YEAR 6 September 23rd 1976 Remus and Sirius had not spoken since January 8th, Remus had almost forgiven him, although he had the feeling that he'd never be able to forgive him fully. Sirius missed Remus, he felt awful for the prank, he just wanted his friend back, that's all he wanted. And while he knew he didn't deserve Remus' forgiveness, he wanted it, he so selfishly wanted it, everyone else had forgiven him, the maruaders and valkirie's we're all friends again, even Remus was happy to be with James and Peter, but Remus couldn't ignore the sutble longing looks in Sirius' eyes when they hung out as a four, and to be quite frank Remus didn't want to. The group was out on the field, celebrating the new year at Hogwarts with ciders and Gin, even though Remus was happy to be back he couldn't help feel that something was missing, and to his dismay he knew just who this something was. "Hi." Smiled Sirius weakly "Hi" Remus replied, sounding slightly exaspherated "I've really missed you Moons." "I know, I do too, but you could've - I could've" Remus chokes out "I know, I know and I am so so sorry and I know Sorry isn't enough but-" Remus kisses him. Remus Lupin just kissed him, The Remus John Lupin in all his beautiful glory kissed Sirius. "What was that for?" Sirius asked, sounding rather freaked out, but not negatively impacted by the kiss "Needed to shut you up" Remus chuckles, then bumping him with his shoulders. The pair then marinate in their silence, evaluating the situation, both of them feeling glad Remus kissed Sirius but the boys thinking it was just a friend thing, wishing the other would come to his senses. "I knew you'd come back" Sirius whispers "I'm still pissed off but I love you too much to not forgive you" Remus replies, in the same hushed tone. In an attempt to lighten the mood Sirius gently kicks Remus' new? Converse with his same old black doc Martens "Oi" Remus says softly "They're new?" Sirius questions. "My brown ones were threadbare mate" Remus chuckles "I like the blue ones, they uh, they-" "You prefer the brown ones" Remus states "I prefer the brown ones" Sirius confirms both boys start chuckling and the rest of the group feel a sort of pride and happiness for both boys.

YEAR 7 May 31st 1977 In the gryffindor boys dorms, during a quidditch match, Remus Lupin and Sirius Black are in the middle of an intense, sweaty makeout session, it's sensual, loving and cautious. Sirius traces Remus' collarbone as Remus plants sloppy kisses on his neck, hoping to leave a mark "My moonage daydream" Sirius says softly, hugging Remus "Hey Pads?" "Yes Moonykins?" "I love you" "I love you too" That's when they realise they may have fucked up, they hear James and the rest of Gyffindor loudly celebrating the gryffindor win against Ravenclaw. Both boys mutter a string of curse words as they desperately try to move away from each other, however this attempt is futile as both boys end up tripping over their shoes, they start laughing and then hear James walk in "WHAT ON GOD'S GREEN EARTH IS HAPPENING HERE!?" He exclaims loudly, causing both boys to erupt into a fit of laughter.

years pass with nothing incredibly eventful happening, James and Lily get married and have their son, Harry, before both realising that maybe they rushed into things, causing James to date Regulus, (much to Sirius' disapproval, when telling him James really wished he wasn't in the room) and Lily starts dating her friend Mary. Peter starts dating Sybil Trewlaney, the pair are practically perfect for each other. Remus and Sirius move in together, they live in a secluded cottage in the woods, spending their full moons in the nearby forest and their mornings in bed, tangled in the sheets, delicate touches telling the other, "I'm still here". Sirius doesn't work, he claims it's "Not right for him to have to get his hands messy" However Remus does, Remus teaches Defence against the Dark arts at hogwarts, (When Harry found out his uncle Moony would be teaching him he was thrilled)

14 years later, Remus walks through his and Sirius' front door, hanging his long coat up and haphazardly throwing the shoes that he thought resembled the ones Sirius used to wear during their first few years of Hogwarts on the ground somewhere - where was a problem for tomorrow. "Is that my Moonage Daydream?" Sirius teasingly coo's "Shut up Pads." Remus tries to repress a smile at the nickname he pretended to hate, it's a good thing Sirius wasn't in the room otherwise he'd never hear the end of it. "What room you in?" Remus calls out, his Welsh accent coming through slightly, it always did when he was tired. Sirius grinned at hearing his love's welsh accent, it was one of the plethora of things Sirius loved about his Moony "Our room Sweets" Sirius softly replied. Remus mumbles in a sort of "Coming now way", as he groggily drags himself up the stairs, needing nothing more than to lie in his lovers arms, as he walks up the narrow staircase, ducking slightly at the stairway entrance (Remus' height always made it particularly annoying to fit through old buildings, Damn those short people from the 19th century). But as he walked up the stairs he was greeted with his second favourite sight (After Sirius of course), his tatty brown converse and Sirius' pristine doc martens. 

[squaletta]

BOLD what applies to your muse.

Tagging: steal it

Snagged from: @whiskeysmulti

BODY.

Long legs. Short legs. Average legs. Slender thighs. Thick thighs. Muscular thighs. Skinny arms. Soft arms. Muscular arms. Toned stomach. Flat stomach. Flabby Stomach. Soft stomach. Six-pack. Beer belly.

Lean frame. Beefy/muscular frame. Voluptuous frame. Petite frame ( 5 ft 4 or shorter ). Lanky frame. Short nails. Long nails. Manicured nails. Dirty nails. Flat ass. Toned ass. Bubble butt. Thick ass. Thighbrows. Small waist. Thick waist. Narrow hips. Average hips. Wide hips. Big feet. Average feet. Small feet. Soft feet. Slender feet. Calloused hands. Soft hands. Big hands. Average hands. Small hands. Long fingers. Short fingers. Average fingers. Broad shoulder. Underweight. Average weight. Overweight.

HEIGHT

Shorter than 140 cm. 141 cm-150 cm. 151 cm to 160 cm. 161 cm to 170 cm. 171 cm to 180cm. 181 cm to 190 cm. 191 cm to 2m. Taller than 2 m.

SKIN.

Pale. Rosy. Olive. Dark. Tanned. Blotchy. Smooth. Acne. Dry. Greasy. Soft.

EYES.

Small. Large. Average. Grey. Brown. Blue. Green. Gold. Hazel. Doe-eyed. Almond.Close-set. Wide-set. Squinty. Monolid. Heavy eyelids. Upturned. Downturned.

HAIR.

Thin. Thick. Fine. Normal. Greasy. Dry. Soft. Shiny. Curly. Frizzy. Wild. Unruly. Straight. Smoothe. Wavy. Floppy. Cropped. Pixie-cut. Shoulder length. Back length. Waist length. Buzz cut. Bald. Jaw length. Mohawk. White. Platinum blonde. Golden blonde. Dirty blonde. Blondette. Ombre. Light brown. Mouse brown. Chestnut brown. Chocolate brown.Dark brown. Jet black. Ginger. Auburn. Dyed red. Dyed any “unnatural color”. Thin eyebrows. Average eyebrows. Thick eyebrows.

TATTOOS / PIERCINGS.

Full sleeve. Thigh tattoo. Neck tattoo. Chest tattoo. One tattoo. A few here and there. Multiple. No tattoos. Monroe piercing. Nose piercing. Septum. Nipple piercing(s). Genital piercing(s). Industrial piercings. Earlobe piercing. Prince Albert piercing. Eyebrow piercing(s). Tongue piercing(s). Lip piercing(s). Tragus piercing. Angelbites. Labret. Stretches out ears. Navel piercing. Inverse navel piercing. Cheek piercing(s). Smiley. Nape piercing(s).

COSMETICS.

Eyeliner. Light eyeliner. Heavy eyeliner. Cat eyes. Mascara. Fake eyelashes. Matte lipstick. Regular lipstick. Lip gloss. Red lips. Pink lips. Dark lips. Bronzer. Highlighter. Eyeshadow. Neutral eyeshadow. Smoky eyes. Colorful eyeshadow. Blush. Lipliner. Light contouring. Heavy contouring. Powder. Matte foundation. Shiny foundation. Concealer. Wears make up regularly. Wears it from time to time. Never wears make-up.

SCENT.

Floral. Fruity. Perfumes. Aftershave. Cocoa. Moisturizer. Shampoo. Cigarettes. Leather. Sweat. Food. Incense. Marijuana. Cologne. Whiskey. Wine. Fried food. Blood. Mint. - LEMON -

CLOTHES.

Jeans. Tight pants. Overknee socks. Tights. Leggings. Yogapants. Pencil skirt. Tight skirt. Loose skirt. Tight/formfitting dress. Cardigans. Nike. Adidas. Blouse. Button up shirt. Band-T-shirt. Sports tshirt. Sweatpants. Tanktop. Fur. Faux fur. Leather. Designer. High street. Online stores. Thrift. Lingerie. Long skirt. Miniskirt. Maxidress. Sundress.Tie. Bolo tie. Tuxedo. Cocktail dress. Highslit dress/skit. T-shirt Western shirt. Loose clothing. Tight clothing. Jean shorts. Sweater. Sweater vest. Khaki pants. Suit. Hoodie. Harlem pants. Basketball shorts. Boxers. Briefs. Thong. Hotpants. Hipster panties. Bra. Sportsbra. Crop top. Corset. Ballerina skirt. Leotard. Polka dot. Stripes. Glitter. Silk. Lace. Leather. Velvet. Chemise. Patterns. Florals. Neon colors. Pastels. Black. Dark colors.

SHOES.

Sneakers. Slip-ons. Flats. Slippers. Sandals. High heels. Kitten heels. Ankle boots. Combat boots. Knee-high. Platforms. Stripper heels. Barefeet. Loafers. Oxfords. Gladiator shoes. Neon colors. Pastels. Black. Dark colors. Nike. Adidas.

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Nike and Hyperice Launch Innovative Tech-Enabled Boots and Vest to Enhance Athlete Warm-Up and Recovery

Nike and Hyperice have teamed up to create cutting-edge wearable technology designed to help athletes excel throughout training and competition. Combining Nike's expertise in footwear and apparel with Hyperice's advanced recovery technology, the two brands are pushing the boundaries of athletic performance with their latest innovations.

Meet the Nike x Hyperice Boot and Vest

The collaboration has resulted in the Nike x Hyperice boot and vest, two groundbreaking products aimed at revolutionizing athlete warm-up and recovery.

The Nike x Hyperice Boot

The Nike x Hyperice boot is a wearable, mobile high-top shoe that delivers heat and dynamic air-compression massage on demand. This innovative shoe features dual-air Normatec bladders bonded to warming elements, ensuring even heat distribution throughout the upper. This technology drives heat deep into the muscles and tissues of the feet and ankles, enabling faster natural recovery. Athletes have reported feeling lighter and more prepared, as if they've already completed their warm-up before starting their routine.

Athletes can control the heat and compression levels of each shoe with the press of a button, selecting from three distinct levels powered by a battery pack in each insole.

The Nike x Hyperice Vest

The Nike x Hyperice vest targets a variable of performance historically difficult to control: the environment. Utilizing thermoelectric coolers from the Hyperice X line, the vest provides instant heating and cooling without the need for ice or liquid. This allows athletes to precisely adjust their body temperatures during warm-ups and cool-downs.

Equipped with thermal modules and sensors, the vest autonomously monitors and maintains optimal body temperature. An air bladder and pressure sensor ensure the vest fits comfortably while maximizing the effectiveness of the heating and cooling technology.

Athlete-Driven Innovation

"Recovery is an important part of any athlete’s journey, but we’re hearing from athletes that this concept of ‘pre-covery’ is equally as important," says Tobie Hatfield, Senior Director, Nike Athlete Innovation. "The footwear and vest we’ve developed with Hyperice help get the body ready for activity, whether you’re playing for a title or on your feet a lot at work."

LeBron James, a Nike signature athlete, highlights the impact of these innovations: “Taking care of my body has always been an important part of my preparation as a basketball player. From the moment I tried the Nike x Hyperice boots and vest, I knew they were going to change the game for athletes’ warm-up and recovery.”

The Future of Athletic Performance

Nike and Hyperice continue to gather feedback from athletes as they integrate these products into their training and recovery routines. The brands are committed to pushing the boundaries of what’s possible for today’s athletes, with the Nike x Hyperice innovations set to release at a later date.

“Since the inception of Hyperice, we have taken a lot of inspiration from Nike,” says Anthony Katz, Founder and President of Hyperice. “This collaboration is the culmination of years of work between our two brands to deliver innovative footwear and apparel for athletes, enhancing their performance and recovery. And this is just the start.”

Stay tuned for more updates on the Nike x Hyperice products and hear directly from Nike athletes who tested the vest and boots throughout development.

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WanderingSims Fave CC - Male Shoes List

1 - rasso - Vans Sk8 Hi

2 - InLightOfDust - Vans Conversion

3, 6 - Rollo-Rolls - 4t3 Darte77 Vans Old Skool & 4t3 Darte77 Converse All Star HT Sneakers

4-5 - Pixicat - Vans & Converse

7-8 - Rollo-Rolls - 4t3 Jius Platform Canvas Sneakers 01 & Low Top Sneakers 12

9 - Suteflower - 4t3 Jius Low Top Sneakers 05

10 - Semller - Adidas Superstar

11 - Rollo-Rolls - 4t3 Elliesimple Nike Tanjun

12 - Ameriko-Steelie - 4t3 Jius Suede Ankle Boots 05

13 - Rollo-Rolls - 4t3 Jius Leather Ankle Boots

14 - Culaquiere & Semller - Chelsea Boots

15-16 - Rollo-Rolls - 4t3 Darte77 Brogue Boots & 4t3 Elliesimple Dr Martens

17 - yesod-sims - 4t3 MMSIMS Dr Martens Molly

18, 20 - Pixicat - Dr Martens & Desert Shoes

19 - Nectar-Cellar - Leather Oxfords

21 - the77sims - McQueen's 2016 Corky Slippers M2

[whiskeysmulti]

Repost meme, don’t reblog. BOLD what applies to your muse

tagging : steal it snagged from: @memesamongreblogs

BODY.

Long legs. Short legs. Average legs. Slender thighs. Thick thighs. Muscular thighs.Skinny arms. Soft arms. Muscular arms. Toned stomach. Flat stomach. Flabby Stomach. Soft stomach. Six-pack. Beer belly.

Lean frame.Beefy/muscular frame.Voluptuous frame. Petite frame ( 5 ft 4 or shorter ). Lanky frame. Short nails. Long nails. Manicured nails. Dirty nails. Flat ass. Toned ass. Bubble butt.Thick ass. Thighbrows. Small waist. Thick waist. Narrow hips. Average hips. Wide hips. Big feet. Average feet. Small feet. Soft feet. Slender feet. Calloused hands. Soft hands. Big hands. Average hands. Small hands. Long fingers. Short fingers. Average fingers. Broad shoulder.Underweight. Average weight. Overweight.

HEIGHT ( click here to convert to feet ).

Shorter than 140 cm. 141 cm-150 cm. 151 cm to 160 cm. 161 cm to 170 cm. 171 cm to 180cm. 181 cm to 190 cm. 191 cm to 2m. Taller than 2 m.

SKIN.

Pale. Rosy. Olive. Dark. Tanned. Blotchy. Smooth. Acne. Dry. Greasy. Soft.

EYES.

Small. Large. Average. Grey. Brown. Blue. Green. Gold. Hazel. Doe-eyed. Almond.Close-set. Wide-set. Squinty. Monolid. Heavy eyelids. Upturned. Downturned.

HAIR.

Thin. Thick. Fine. Normal. Greasy. Dry. Soft. Shiny. Curly. Frizzy. Wild. Unruly. Straight. Smoothe. Wavy. Floppy. Cropped. Pixie-cut. Shoulder length. Back length. Waist length. Buzz cut. Bald. Jaw length. Mohawk. White. Platinum blonde. Golden blonde. Dirty blonde. Blondette. Ombre. Light brown. Mouse brown. Chestnut brown. Chocolate brown.Dark brown. Jet black. Ginger. Auburn. Dyed red. Dyed any “unnatural color”. Thin eyebrows. Average eyebrows. Thick eyebrows.

TATTOOS / PIERCINGS.

Full sleeve. Thigh tattoo. Neck tattoo. Chest tattoo. One tattoo. A few here and there. Multiple. No tattoos. Monroe piercing. Nose piercing. Septum. Nipple piercing(s). Genital piercing(s). Industrial piercings. Earlobe piercing. Prince Albert piercing. Eyebrow piercing(s). Tongue piercing(s). Lip piercing(s). Tragus piercing. Angelbites. Labret.Stretches out ears. Navel piercing. Inverse navel piercing. Cheek piercing(s). Smiley. Nape piercing(s).

COSMETICS.

Eyeliner. Light eyeliner. Heavy eyeliner. Cat eyes. Mascara. Fake eyelashes. Matte lipstick. Regular lipstick. Lip gloss. Red lips. Pink lips. Dark lips. Bronzer. Highlighter. Eyeshadow. Neutral eyeshadow. Smoky eyes. Colorful eyeshadow. Blush. Lipliner. Light contouring. Heavy contouring. Powder. Matte foundation. Shiny foundation. Concealer. Wears make up regularly. Wears it from time to time. Never wears make-up.

SCENT.

Floral. Fruity. Perfumes. Aftershave. Cocoa. Moisturizer. Shampoo. Cigarettes. Leather. Sweat. Food. Incense. Marijuana. Cologne. Whiskey. Wine. Fried food. Blood. Mint. - LEMON -

CLOTHES.

Jeans. Tight pants. Overknee socks. Tights. Leggings. Yogapants. Pencil skirt. Tight skirt. Loose skirt. Tight/formfitting dress. Cardigans. Nike. Adidas. Blouse. Button up shirt. Band-T-shirt. Sports tshirt. Sweatpants. Tanktop. Fur. Faux fur. Leather. Designer. High street. Online stores. Thrift. Lingerie. Long skirt. Miniskirt. Maxidress. Sundress.Tie. Bolo tie. Tuxedo. Cocktail dress. Highslit dress/skit. T-shirt Western shirt. Loose clothing. Tight clothing. Jean shorts. Sweater. Sweater vest. Khaki pants. Suit. Hoodie. Harlem pants. Basketball shorts. Boxers. Briefs. Thong. Hotpants. Hipster panties. Bra. Sportsbra. Crop top. Corset. Ballerina skirt. Leotard. Polka dot. Stripes. Glitter. Silk. Lace. Leather. Velvet. Chemise. Patterns. Florals. Neon colors. Pastels. Black. Dark colors.

SHOES.

Sneakers. Slip-ons. Flats. Slippers. Sandals. High heels. Kitten heels. Ankle boots. Combat boots. Knee-high. Platforms. Stripper heels. Barefeet. Loafers. Oxfords. Gladiator shoes. Neon colors. Pastels. Black. Dark colors. Nike. Adidas.

[deadby2091]

Sliming down my foot wear selection.

Foot wear selection, take care of your feet gents.

Sandals for recovery:

Oofos. I wear these 90% of the time I'm not working.

Garrison Work-boots:

Danner Reckonings Winter. (All things Bridgeport ACC, MCCC, WMLC, et cetera.) main garrison boots for North Carolina winters. These are also my to go to rucking boot paired with Fox River Socks and a thin dress sock liner.

Danner Reckonings hot weather. (RTAP/BRC/A&S/ITC/Rucking) these drainage hole covers rarely stay on with heavy use. 

Danner USMC Tropical Boot. 52121 R  (MCIWS-Course/CFT/O-Course/MAI/Jungle Warfare) I'm still not sure if these are better then my completely destroyed bates lites. These boots are sized differently then other Danner boots, also they tend to fall apart a lot quicker from hard use compared to the reckonings. Tropical boots are faux jungle boots, do not wear these for hiking rough mountainous terrain.

Water work:

Altama OTB shoes. (OTB/finning/VBSS/lifting/skydiving) simply a better version of the Converse Chuck Taylors high tops. Great for OTB & VBSS, decent for finning but not the best. Pretty flat so not great for running or rucking.

Poseidon One Shoe. this is a mix of the Converse Truck Taylors and the Aqua Lung dive boots. and are meant for fining.

Field work:

******Why I prefer non-Gore Tex? Moisture becomes trapped in Gore-Tex shoes, causing blisters and bacteria growth.*******

Oboz sawtooth II Low Non-Bdry version. (VBSS/climbing/very light rucking/CQB/patrolling/skydiving) these are great for gripping and hiking on rocky surfaces.

Lowa Zephyr Mid TF. Currently torture testing these. (VBSS/climbing/light rucking/CQB/patrolling/military freefall). these shoes offer ankle support that my oboz sawtooth II lows don’t have & are light.

Sneakers:

Hoka speedgoat 4. (trail running/asphalt/concrete)

Hoka bondi 6. (road running on asphalt & concrete)

Nike pegasus 38. (Road/track/PFT)

Regular wear:

Nike revolution 6. comfort shoe to deal with my near constant foot pain. these replaced my Adidas.

Reebok Nano. these were made for people with wide feet.  

Vans Sk8 Hi skate Notchback Pro shop. (For picking up San Clemente Milfs at Goodies) honestly wore these into the ground; via lifting at EOS & hard skydiving landings at Elsinore.

SOCKS: 

Fox Rivers

Darn Tough 

Merino wool 

Injinji Liner Crew 

Nike No show’s

[foster-the-world]

Finished

Spent a few hours shopping today. Needed to get the kids and myself winter things. I think the kids are set. The girls winter coats from last year still fit. Still need to press order on a new winter coat for myself. I've lost about 25 pounds recently enough so all of my old pants didn't fit. I'd like to lose another five or so - so that I can gain it back at Christmas :) Although, generally happy to maintain. Feels good to be more health conscious.

I've been searching for a great pair of comfortable winter shoes. Probably an Ankle boot type that I can dress up or down. Any suggestions of super comfortable shoes are welcome. I'm happy to pay more for something that will last. In the past I've ended up buying things that aren't comfortable and wearing sneakers instead. I already have a food/fashionable pair of Nikes, a pair of snow boots and a pair of rain boots. The snow boots/rain boots will last at least a decade and I get good use of them in NYC. I did order a returnable pair today. Will see if they are comfortable.

The Jewish Community Center offered a mini photo session. I think I have outfits everyone can wear but need to double check. I think I have everything ordered for Halloween.

Sometimes the third kid stuff feels overwhelming. One of baby boys classmates asked us to carve pumpkins with them this weekend. I missed the message so we didn't go. It reminded me that soon enough I'll now have a third kid that wants to have friends over, etc. Now that he's in school I'll need to plan Halloween treats for his class, also. That means 45 bags total and that's only because of our small class size. With most NYC schools I'd be looking at 3 classes times 30 kids in each. Our school doesn't have a room parent situation. I'm not sure why? I generally offer to send in a Halloween craft, cupcakes, juice, etc to help out the teacher. I also make it clear there is no obligation. I figure if I don't do it the teacher will pay themselves. My Aunt always sends the Micheals craft kids - so those are covered. So far, all of the teachers have happily taken it. The PTA also plans a Fall Fest I'm helping organize. The Police Athletic League is offering jumbo games and a blow up football field (not sure what that is??). They are asking for candy donations - so I got a huge bag on sale this weekend. Its a simple event but the kids love it.

I'm thinking of doing a party in baby boys class the day he is adopted. The adoption should be online so it won't have much fan fair. I thought it might be nice to bring cupcakes and read a book about adoption and/or how there are many types of families. The girls will join. I thought about seeing if we could do it in the gym with all three kids class. The party/event will mean more to the girls then baby boy. Previously I had thought about not celebrating at all but have since revisited the idea. I'm hoping its appropriate to celebrate as long as we also acknowledge the loss in the long run. He's three now so none of it means much to him. He does tell us he's adopted. He does understand he has two dads, two mom's, etc. Beyond that who knows what he gets? We will keep talking so he keeps learning more.

Our first foster daughter is 7.5 and lives with her Grandma. Her mom has had three more children. This past weekend the youngest kid (9ish months old) was removed and given to Grandma. I don't really understand how its safe for the other two to stay but not him?? Grandma said "she has them for now"?? Grandma never seems particularly stable to me but I hope it all works out. Poor babies. Poor Grandma. Poor Mom.

[buffysbytes]

Not So Berry Mint Lookbook

My first lookbook. This is my first generation in the Not So Berry Challenge I mainly use maxis match custom content but some alpha might sneak in. I will never link to adfly.

Body and Makeup

Face overlay Reticulates Face Overlay and here Eyes  Dangerouslyfreejellyfish September eyes v1 nondefaults and here Eyelashes Kijiko Eyelashes V2 and here Eyebrows Lightdeficient HQ Brow #2 and here Eyeshadow Crypticsim Goddess Eyeshadow and here Eyeshadow DowninSimland Pretty When You Cry and here Eyeliner Pralinesims Eyeliner Thin Black Lipcolor Screaming Mustard Charming Lipcolor Remus Sirion Nonsense Lipstick Hair aharris00britney Kelsey Hair and here Nails joliebean true almond nails and here Toenails Jolibean Pedicure Nails

Everyday Look

Top Greenllamas Snowstorm Sweater and here Bottom Renorasims Rocker Jeans and here Shoes Renorasims Classic Wedges and here 

Formal

Hat Jolibean Confetti Veil and here Necklace Ice-creamfor breakfast HFO Aimal Necklace Dress femmeonamissionsims diablo dress and here Shoes Joliebean High Society Shoes and here

Athletic

Top & Bottom MMOutfitters Nike Collection and here Shoes Mysterious Dane Adidas Gazelle and here

Sleepwear

Full Body Jolibean Tease Dress and here

Party

Necklace Standardheld Year of the pig Silver Necklace and here Dress Greenllamas Alexa Pencil Dress and here Shoes sueladysims madlen cesna recolor (mesh needed) and here

 Swimwear

Swimsuit SimLaughLove Flesh a-la Mesh

 Hot Weather

Necklace Isjao Claude Choker Big Top Jolibean Limoncello Top Bottom Greenllamas Scissorhand Skirt and here Shoes Jius Platsorms sandals 02

 Cold Weather

Necklace Christopher067 Latte Necklace Top anessasims iris top and here Bottom Simtone Daughter Jeans and here Shoes Jius Suede Ankle Boots 04