#so she is the discord icon now

[musical-chick-13]

I'm so sorry, Misa. ;-;

[mcytegg]

I was talking with a casual ls fan about ros latest video and I had to catch myself from calling her with fem pronouns because of you

LMFAO?????? it makes me so happy when people tell me stuff like this omg,,, very glad 2 spread the girlshambogames agenda 🫶🫶🫶

[kordbot]

as much as i adore finding paradise the fact that neil & eva [especially neil] approached colin and faye's relationship as something romantic always bothered me.. but i guess it's understandable considering their experiences from the job and i'm glad that it was disproved in the end

[goldensunset]

i need a new icon but i don’t have anything

[qardenofeden]

bf! kenma kozume who uses your selfies as his icons on every single platform available. steam, codm, you name it, you’re on it.

bf! kenma kozume who edits his in game avatars to look like you because “your face is satisfying to look at.” he then proceeds to throw a fit when “you” flirt with one of the love interests available, immediately hopping off the game and finding his place in your arms.

bf! kenma kozume who boosts you everywhere. your friends wonder how you reached platinum in valorant when you can barely manage to get double digit kills. your nickname in your discord server is literally “single digits.”

bf! kenma kozume who isn’t scared of getting his account banned, so long as he defends you from the misogynistic, lame weirdos who trashtalk you. he once got banned from chat for a month.

bf! kenma kozume who has the worst luck in gacha games, so when his favorite character’s banner drops, he immediately goes to your house to make you pull.

you and kenma had mutually agreed on a private relationship prior to being a couple, so he has absolutely no idea what to say when kuroo confronts him.

“kenma, who’s that girl in your profile picture?”

the man in question only coughs, looking around uncomfortably as he looks for a way to change the subject.

the two of you were currently doing your respective tasks in your room— kenma is gaming on your pc while you sit beside him, reading a book. your headset was cheap, making it easy for you to hear everything going on in the call.

“i, uhh...”

“what, is she an idol or something?”

oof. kuroo’s not letting up, is he?

your boyfriend’s gaze finds yours, the internal panic evident in his eyes. what’s that one old saying? eyes are a window to the soul?

you chuckle as you watch him, and kenma hmph’s at your dismissal.

kuroo speaks up again, interrupting the silence. “is she from a porno...? you can tell me, man.”

you barely hold back a fit of laughter as kenma stutters, “wha— no?! how’d you even come to that conclusion? you’re weird, kuroo!”

“just saying, bro. if you’re that secretive over her, you must be ashamed of how you discovered her. i mean, i’m not judgin’, you know,” he chuckles, setting up the bait. only thing left to do is wait for kenma to bite.

but kenma’s too smart for that. well, not really. if it were up to him, he’d have been screaming in kuroo’s ears right now about how absolutely pure and beautiful you are, and how he could never, ever be secretive over you. but, to his dismay, he remembers your agreement, mentally cursing himself for even agreeing in the first place.

you were his. his wonderful, utterly kind, other worldly beautiful love of his life. the object of all his desires, and the owner of his heart, body, and soul. why shouldn’t he show you off?!

you cave. in a matter of mere seconds, the headset goes from kenma’s head to yours as you speak against the mic, “i’m his girlfriend. you must be kuroo?”

on the other end, you can hear kuroo’s grunt of disbelief. kenma?! his anti social best friend who only ever talked to like, three people including him?! THAT guy managed to bag someone as pretty as you?! well, not to be condescending, but it simply doesn’t make sense! he doesn’t even go outside!

kenma grunts too, taking the headset back. his voice is calm again, back to its original octave. “kuroo, you there?”

“man, to be honest, i just thought you wanted to catfish people!”

[diah-the-demon]

i may have a new blorbo

[greenplumbboblover]

[WIP] TS3 UI "Krystal"

I figured it would be cool to finally publicly share what I've been working on behind the scenes, as well as some mockups!

A few of you on Patreon or Discord may have already seen sneak peeks/given feedback. I kept things quiet because I wasn’t sure I’d even do it in the first place as a next modding project, and I didn’t want to let anyone down.

Luckily, @lazyduchess’s Monopatcher made the job ten times easier. The biggest hurdle was that I would've had to make a core mod to override UI code (I’m normally anti–core mod), but the patcher solved that and let me push ahead.

(Psst, if you're looking at seeing the mockups bigger, I also posted this post on my site: Simblr.cc 😉)

Creating the Mockups

Fun fact: I actually have a degree in UI/UX design! (for websites) While principles like “How wide should this padding be?” or “Which colors send the right signal to the user?”—game UI is a whole different beast.😬

Main Menu

I started with the main menu:

Cut the SimPoints clutter and the “Buy TS4!” banner—after a decade, we get it exists 😉.

Grouped items into clean blocks

Added a text-free “Create New Family” icon

Swapped lot thumbnails for family shots (still baffled by EA’s original choice).

Dropped an options gear in the bottom-left; might label it if it’s too subtle.

Different backgrounds: one solid blue, one closer to the classic gradient.

A lil' sneek peek of where I'm at:

She's not finished, but it's definitely getting there! 😉

Load Screen

Not much has changed here! It's just less... busy I suppose, lol!

2 Different backgrounds to choose from

Moved the Game Tips to the bottom, so the main focus stays on that loading bar 😉

I also have a third option but I'm strongly leaning towards just having the loading bar as it's the most clear!

Live Mode

The hardest of them all lol. Kudos to EA for figuring that one all out! I really struggled with this one in regards to shape and what to even move around/remove!

I figured, it should be nice to pull really into that glassmorphism I've been using over the Mockups! Now I do realise that it can hamper user experience in the sense of not being able to read anything. But these are pictures! So that should be all fine and dandy.

The active item in the queue will now be more "visible". The queued item however, you'll see look a bit more "unactive" compared to what the current version has.

I also completely overhauled the thumbnails for your sims, showing their moods a bit better, and giving the active sim a tiny plumbob! :D

And now the real deal: The control panel! You might notice it's not the whole thing, but I'm still working on that part.

I removed the camera controls from the panel. However, upon feedback, I did hear that it's better to have them as some people are limited in their hand movements on their keyboard and that those controls are really useful. So I will make sure to share 2 versions :)

I also realised I completely forgot the Build/buy mode buttons 😬 So, err, stay tuned for that? lol.

Notifications I really just tidied up :p

I am aware that the space where the text is and the thumbnail is huge, and normally I'd wrap the surrounding text, but apparently in TS3's UI stuff that's practically impossible. Hence that they got this "2 column" effect to them 😉

About releasing the UI:

I'm hoping to release them all in bits and pieces! So first up is the Main Menu (and possibly the Loading screen given it's simplicity).

After that, I hope in my second "update" to release a big portion of Live mode, but that's a bigger task on it's own of course 😉

Any feedback at this point is also completely welcome by the way!

[mmmilkweed]

I'm still here!

hi all, just wanted to update y'all on how I'm doing.

Thank you, sincerely, from the bottom of my heart, for the kind messages and anons. Every single one picked up a tiny piece of me and placed it back into its original place. I cannot thank you enough.

.. There's no easy way to say I'm still not doing good. BUT! I am doing *better.* Even if just a little, I consider it a win.

Mornings are a heavy issue. The past two, I've thrown up. Not today though, so that's a win right? Nightmares plague me - even today I caught myself dreaming that, once again, my words have been used against me and I was left alone, with only hatefull paragraphs to keep me company. Had I not realized I didn't have my phone in my hands when I woke up, I might have thought it was real. Man. Just another reason to have an aversion to my phone!!

I found a new.. Man, I never thought I'd use this word. I found a new trigger for my, what I can only assume, are panic attacks. Discord notifications. Just seeing the icon on the notification bar has my heart in my ears and I can't breathe. I still don't know how to efficiently calm myself down from these. While walking helps, I sit back down and it starts again. My job requires me to sit!! I've begun just brute forcing past it.

My appetite has completely vanished. I usually eat a decent amount through the day, but for the past 4 I've hardly been able to finish a single plate of food in a day. Yesterday I struggled with a can of monster. I LOVE MONSTERRR and yet I kept nursing it the WHOLE day. I was so mad... I'm going to go to my favorite restaurant soon, gonna work on getting my appetite back up.

On the way to my atelier, the song that inspired Timeless!AU came on: For Her by Jeremy Jordan. I adored this song. It meant everything to me, it's going to be on my Spotify wrapped from how much I listened to it. I.. Can't. Anymore. I put it on blast, I couldn't bring myself to skip it - and still, even when I was walking my heart beat faster than it should and I suddenly found myself out of breath. Negativity seeped into my favorite song. Figures

Still - it brought me some clarity. Past days I've really been feeling like a monster - but For Her made me remember that the AU really was always meant for this unrequited love, the whole thing somewhat inspired by the Great Gatsby and a dream that's just out of reach. How could I let myself be deluded so much? How did I let their words get to me so deeply that even I began questioning myself? ESPECIALLY since they don't me at ALL?! I saw someone say something so outrageous it become an inside joke with my friends! That really helped to disillusion me. I hope that with time, or with enough replays, I can find comfort in For Her again.. And I will. Jeremy Jordan is too good not to listen too

It's not all bad, though. I know I've been venting, yet I have to tell it at least to someone that's not my wife. Poor thing, I feel bad for her. She shouldn't be weighted my mistakes.

now let me tell you about the good too.

Oh there's so many amazing people in this community. Like each of you. Like my community on discord. Like my closer contemporaries. Discord notifications are not as scary when I see a certain groupchat or even server. Yes, while my heart skips a beat - I've laughed far more than cried. I can't thank them enough. I'll never bring it up to them, I don't need to drag down their mood, so I'm telling yall instead.

I've begun drawing again. I feel like I understand Shadow Milk Cookie on a very personal level now. If his demeanor changes going forward... I'm probably projecting.! Oh I've gotten to the point in rock bottom where I imagine PV helping me out with stuff. Man that's embarrassing to say. Akctually everything here is embarrassing to say - I still feel ashamed my body has such a visceral reaction to.. All of this! I digress. I began drawing again. I'm happy with what I have, can't wait to start showing yall.

I've begun scrolling Twitter too. In small doses. My modteam suggested it, and woah, it helped scrolling through the splatoon tag. I can't just up and leave it, as it's my current main source of income. I'm watching CRK tiktoks too! Slowly.

I'll try to be stead fast in my recovery - I've come to realize there are people who are dependant on me, they look to me to see how they should react. I did not see that before, and for that, I also apologize. Many have pointed out I'm new to this, and only now did I realize just how right you were. Especially as someone whos always kept to a side line - having a voice baffles me.

[yourlocalsmutwriter]

Bookish girlfriend you're my yum yum - Mark Webber x reader

Summary : After going viral on book social media, you give the fans a completely new side of you. It catches the eye of an author (who happens to be a 9 GP winner)

inkscentedglamour: Squeezing in some last girly romance books before I film a new video for you 👀

username: Our queen is finally trying romantasy, I can feel it.

username: I need another object x human romance. I know it was an April Fools thing, but I need her to read Double Stuffed

username: DARK ROMANCE. DARK ROMANCE. DARK ROMANCE.

username : I know the sports romance PR is talking to her like the Green Goblin Mask

> username : Especially the new book with the MMC inspired by Danny Ricciardo

> username: need to rewatch her F1 romance streams on patreon.

username: Do you think this is after Two Girls One Formula podcast backlash?

> username: The girls brought her on to talk about books, specifically romances. I don't understand why the fans were attacking her for not talking much about the current grid and things like that and focusing on the fiction.

> username: Especially when she has said many times that she's easing into the fandom. How would you feel if people bullied you for starting with edits/ fanfics and books, like she's doing?

inkscentedglamour: Writing my script for the upcoming video and staring at what got me here

username: Throttled slander era, you will forever be famous

> username: The way she started off so hesitant to give it a bad review or DNF it. This was her first 1 star. People died.

> username: Asking people to still try it for themselves and to not just judge it based on her review. Cemented her as my favorite BookTuber, I fear.

username: The fact that she still followed through and read the entire series. And rearranged her entire Goodreads ratings after that? Iconic

> username: I miss her giving 5 stars. But the quote "if I can be cruel enough to give 1 star, then I don't think I should be generous to give 5 stars to any book, but one" will forever live on.

inkscentedglamour: New video, out now

username: MARK WEBBER????? OVER EMILY HENRY????

> username: over Christina Lauren?????? Ali Hazelwood? Katee Robert

username: you're telling me an Australian driver who retired like 10 years ago is her favorite author??? And was the driving force for her to get her to watch a GP?

username: she's the queen of Booktok, has talked about every book boyfriend, and now she's into cars that go fast?

aussiegrit: Talked about Porsche, F1, Mentoring Oscar, and my book, somehow. Why is Aussie Grit trending?

username: Oh no, our little Booktuber girl bossed too close to the sun (she has a million subscribers and multiple brand deals)

> username: she got it to 5 stars on Goodreads and onto the trending page on Amazon.

username: Mark, wear the My fake boyfriend drives for F1 mech, and my life is yours

username: @inkscentedglamour, look who sorta knows you exist.

inkscentedglamour: Oh oh

inkscentedglamour: Reading the book 😄🤩🥺 vs. having to describe its impact on you, your career, and the future 🙃😑☠️. If you see me verbally abusing a Google doc at the airport, no you didn't

username: Mark Webber in the likes?????????

> username: I guess he found out why Aussie Grit was trending

username: reading video hiatus is over, society is healing

> username: we haven't gotten a part two of her trip to a random destination yet

> username: true, she just packed and left us on a cliffhanger. Surely we're getting that first

> username: her caption says it all. For book lovers, some of you have no reading comprehension.

inkscentedglamour: I finished reading my book, so it only makes sense to hit the thrift, right? Reading vlog will be up when I'm back home (I was strictly told to relax)

username: the two glasses (which could mean nothing)

> username : this is the girl that relies on our discord pins to drink water, what is going on in the house of commons

username : Mark Webber, here again????????? Before me?????????????

> username: she sped through her book cause she has his new book on pre-order

> username: I just know she'll get it on Kindle too, no way is she waiting til it ships to her house

username: Mark's pr team was sleeping because wdym they didn't reach out to her

> username: And apparently, he's got a launch party coming up with "surprise BookTube influencer" attending

inkscentedglamour : Photographic proof that my favorite author knows I exist. Thank you, @aussiegrit, for the invite. And thanks for getting a decent picture before I cried at the blurb and dedication

aussiegrit: Figured you'd wanna skip the queue at Waterstones. Can't wait for your review of this one (also please re-read the new prologue before posting)

username: Mark has been secretly divorced for a year and was writing this whole book as a therapy exercise??????

> username: he couldn't tell anybody and felt like he was slowly fading into obscurity, which affected his mental health

> username: he was not thinking of releasing this until the OG Aussie Grit review

> username: Mark saying that the YouTube video changed his life, just as much as it did hers

inkscentedglamour: Night and day

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14.02.2025,approximately 3 months after the book launch

inkscentedglamour: Valentine's Day, Book Buying Day, and Merch Drop Day. Shop the My Real Boyfriend Drove for F1 tee. And yes, he signed off on this specific hard launch

inkscentedglamour: time to be sappy real quick after the merch plug. Mark has been inspiring me, guiding me and showering me with praise ever since his second book launch. I'm so happy he's in my life and I intend to keep him there for as long as I can. He beats all the bookish boyfriend one can have (yes, even Zafir)

aussiegrit: I'm so glad to have you in my life. You see me and be with me, sharp tongue,flaws and all. I wanna build you bookshelves and watch you put my books on them last. Now stop being a YouTuber for a second and get back to being my girlfriend.

[meowsaaa]

(streamer)Ellie Willams x reader

Ellie Williams is a menace online.

Not in a toxic gamer bro way, more like a screams when she dies in-game but still calls you “bro” when you flirt with her kind of way. Her Twitch streams are chaotic, loud, and deeply unserious—her overlay is just her cam, a rotating image of a frog with a knife, and a donation goal labeled “fund my emotional damage (or my snacks)”.

Tonight, she’s streaming late. Just chatting. Hoodie on. Hair messy. Energy: feral and sleepy.

And you’re in her chat, like always.

you: ur hoodie is swallowing you lmao

ellie_w: good. im trying to disappear

you: u should disappear into my arms

[ellie_w has muted her mic]

[chat]: 💀💀💀💀

The second your message hits, her face on cam drops. She smacks the mute button so fast she nearly spills her drink. But the damage is done—chat is already going feral.

chat: “Y/N SAID SIT ON MY LAP RN”

chat: “ellie.exe has stopped working”

chat: “SOMEONE SCREENSHOT HER FACE RN”

She un-mutes five seconds later, face flushed, voice cracking.

“You guys are—no. I’m not doing this. I’m not—”

“I’m literally just here to vibe and now I’m getting cyberbullied in my own stream.”

She tries to recover. She fails.

Later, you end up in a Discord call with her.

Ellie’s cam is off. Yours is on. She’s just a little icon on your screen, trying to sound cool while failing miserably.

“So like… do you flirt with everyone like that? Or am I just—special or whatever?”

You smirk. “You want to be special?”

She goes quiet.

“Shut up,” she mumbles. “You’re not funny.”

“You’re actually the worst person I’ve ever met.”

“You’re blushing again, aren’t you?”

“I hate you.”

You can hear the grin in her voice.

“But like… in a gay way.”

Eventually she does turn her cam on again.

It’s just her, hoodie still too big, eyes soft now. No chat, no chaos. Just the two of you. You smile at her screen and say:

“Hey, streamer girl.”

And she just melts. Quietly. Sweetly.

“Hey, heartbreaker.”

It’s been two weeks since The Incident™ on stream. Two weeks since Ellie muted herself mid-flirt and almost combusted in front of 800 people.

Now? You’re dating. Softly. Secretly.

Okay, not that secretly—you’ve been falling asleep on Discord together and calling each other “dumb” in the most affectionate ways possible.

But Twitch chat? They don’t know. Yet.

⸻

Stream Night

Ellie’s live again. It’s a chill Stardew Valley stream this time, hoodie sleeves over her hands, thumb ring glinting as she fishes in-game with one hand and sips out of her Garfield mug with the other.

“I swear to god if I catch one more algae I’m gonna—”

Ping. You’ve joined the call mid-stream. Ellie flinches like she’s been caught doing something illegal.

“OH—uh, hey,” she says, cracking her knuckles nervously.

“Didn’t think you’d—um. You’re here.”

chat: “👀👀👀”

chat: “IS THAT Y/N???”

chat: “oh we back in the BLUSH ARC”

You: “Why do you sound like I caught you cheating?”

“Because you did,” she says flatly.

“I married Sebastian in-game and I’m pretty sure that’s polyamory.”

⸻

As the stream goes on, Ellie’s trying so hard to act normal.

You’re in her ear the whole time, laughing at her rage-fishing and saying stuff like:

“You’re cute when you’re mad.”

“I’d still date you even if your farm layout is trash.”

“That hoodie’s mine now btw.”

Ellie is unwell. And it’s very visible.

Ml

Chat Is Onto Her

At one point, you hear her typing mid-stream.

Then a new label pops up on screen. A little tag under her cam.

“call with: not my gf (shut up)”

chat: “OH SHE’S IN LOVE”

chat: “not my gf???? girl you’re not slick”

chat: “SOFT LAUNCH ACHIEVED ✅”

Ellie tries to play it off, voice light:

“Shut up, we’re just… talking. Besties. Bros. Y’know.”

You: “Oh, absolutely. I definitely kiss all my bros on the mouth.”

Ellie short-circuits.

“I—bro—chat ban them. Mods. Ban my girlfriend. I can’t do this.”

Right before the stream ends, she sighs.

Camera still on. Face pink. Eyes soft.

“Okay. I’m not saying anything. But if I were seeing someone—hypothetically—it’d be someone who’s been in my streams for a long time.”

“Someone who bullies me but also tells me I’m cute.”

“Someone who stole my hoodie and thinks I didn’t notice.”

You: “You literally told me to take it—”

“Shhh. I’m being romantic.”

“Anyway. You guys don’t get a name. Or a face. But they’re here. And they’re mine.”

The stream ends with that. No warning. Just an unplugging of emotion, mid-simp.

You get a message 3 seconds later:

ellie_w: did i just soft launch you

ellie_w: did i just GAY PANIC ON STREAM

ellie_w: i hate you (lovingly)

You reply:

you: you’re lucky you’re hot

you: also ur hoodie smells like you and i’m keeping it forever

ellie_w: …i’m never getting that hoodie back am i

you: nope. but you can come get it

ellie_w is typing…

[pinkpagesdirectory]

I've created a primary post for my new favorite WLW ship. Two diametrically opposed comic strip characters (a pin-up girl from 60s Hungary and an American working woman of the 70s/80s) who look so gosh darn cute together. I had never really given much thought to Cathy other than that I knew it used to run in newspapers and was considered something of a target; Jucika I barely knew anything about either aside from the obvious porn.

Yet I've fallen in love with this ship. The artwork from both @vintdooforreal and @bluerm is just so good in different ways. A perpetually-stressed out woman like Cathy deserves a woman who loves her back and helps her (and not the useless, annoying men she was forever dating or even married to). Jucika meanwhile gets a woman who loves her for who she is and not just because she's stunningly attractive.

I have now finished and posted Sketchpad -- a fic detailing how the two meet and change each others' lives for the better.

Again, full credit for the creation of this ship goes to Vintdoo and Bluerm.

If you wanna talk this ship or Cathy in general, join the Cathy Chat Discord:

[anim-ttrpgs]

Happy Pride Month from Venus Callaghan and Yvette Preux, iconic investigators featured in Eureka: Investigative Urban Fantasy.

(art by team artist @chaospyromancy)

Interesting question: Is this a homosexual kiss? The answer may seem obvious to a modern viewer but it actually depends on who you ask.

To Venus Callaghan (left side, born around A.D. 2003), literally, of course, unquestionably. To Comtesse Yvette Preux (right side, born around A.D. 1217), not at all! She’s perturbed at the insinuation! It should be normal and not gay to kiss your friends on the mouth, and it was for all of her life and most of her unlife, before le wokisme went and made gay.

History Below (I said in this post that I was going to be talking more about stuff like this.)

As an 800+-year-old vampire, Yvette Preux is old-fashioned. She’s not incapable of learning or trying new things, like speaking modern (1990s) English, wearing pants or high-heels even as a woman, showing a little more leg, using a cellphone or computer, skateboarding, or disassembling and reassembling a fully automatic rifle, but there are plenty of cultural treads she’s been resistant to over the years. Back in her day, or any time before roughly the past 200 years, there were no homosexuals. There were no heterosexuals either.

That terminology and conception of human sexuality is actually extremely recent. (This is one reason why it’s generally bad practice to refer to historical figures with modern labels.) In the culture that Yvette grew up in, sodomy wasn’t something you are, it was something you do, and depending on the time and place within the vast expanse of both that was the Middle Ages, it wasn’t even always that big of a deal. It was considered no different than other sexual practices which were at the time considered unhealthy, such as masturbation, sex outside wedlock, and having what-we-would-now-call-“heterosexual” sex with the woman on top.

To Yvette Preux, it’s the most normal thing in the world that she feels a similar sexual impulse towards women as she does to men (it’s even almost expected, since she was born with red hair and this predisposed to intense feelings of lust), since women are attractive inherently. To the medieval mind, women were the more sexually assertive sex, and lust comes from them like radiation comes from uranium. It can actually cause all sorts of health conditions, particularly for men, if it is allowed to build up in the body without release. To this end, it’s a responsibility of women to cover their bodies as a matter of public health, and in some cases doctors would even prescribe masturbation if they thought that pent up sexual urges were exacerbating a patient’s illness.

Of course, it would be better to have God-honoring missionary position sex with one’s wife, but not everyone has a wife, and it’s better to commit a sin to keep oneself alive long enough to ask for forgiveness, than to neglect one’s health. (Neglecting one’s health is just as much a sin.) To this end, Yvette will often text ahead to warn single male friends that she’s going to be wearing something like pants with holes in the knee and if that starts to make them feel a sense of lust they should masturbate later, for the reasons above.

Yvette Preux’s sexual feelings towards women were never a massive impediment to her life, and were even known to her priest and to her husband. Lust was never a sin, but acting on lust in an unhealthy manner was, and it’s a sin she confessed to, did penance for, (abstaining from meat for several months) and was forgiven of.

To put it the way one of our patreon subscribers did during a discussion on this topic in the A.N.I.M. patreon discord server, to Yvette Preux, “it’s like if you see someone being very irresponsible with hard drugs, but like you’re a progressively minded person so you don’t ascribe it to some deep lack of moral fiber that’s causing them to do a bad thing, you just think it’s potentially dangerous and probably indicative of some larger issues in their life.”

As for the kiss itself, kissing your friends on the mouth is normal to her too. In the Middle Ages, kissing, holding hands, and even sharing a bed when necessary were expected of same-sex friendships. Then the modern world went and made it gay.

So in conclusion, Yvette Preux, as a person from medieval Brittany, doesn’t identify as bisexual and it isn’t really good historiography practice to insist that she is no matter how much she expresses her attraction to both men and women, delights in kissing her friend Venus’s lips and holding her hand, and sharing a bed with when she visits Venus (awake the whole night counting her freckles, since vampires don’t sleep). All that is normal no matter what Venus or her other friends say, even when she talks about how hot she finds her (and just about any other friend, male or female). All that means is that Venus could marry any man she wanted if she would get serious about it and stop trying to court women.

[blacktofade]

Etho calling gem to say sorry about calling her "homely" in the REPO gaming, it develops into a confession

I slipped and wrote a thing.

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Gem’s barely ended her stream and closed out of Steam when her Discord starts to jingle with an incoming call.

In all honesty, out of everyone, she expects it to be Grian. Probably still wide awake, needing someone to annoy as he gets ready for bed. But she blinks at the name on her screen.

“Did you misclick?” she asks as she answers the call.

“What?” Etho says with obvious confusion in his voice. “No, I meant to call you.”

She stares at the screen, brows pulling down into a frown. She’s worked with him for years, but she’s still no closer to understanding anything about him — including why he’d feel the need to call her right now.

“Were you missing me?” she asks. “It’s been a whole thirty seconds since we last spoke.”

“I — no,” Etho says with a barely-there laugh. “I just — ”

She doesn’t interrupt, letting the silence stretch as she waits for an explanation from him, knowing he has to crack eventually.

“I didn’t know that’s what it meant,” he says abruptly, and Gem blinks.

“What?”

“Homely,” he clarifies. “I looked it up after everyone — I don’t think you’re ugly.”

There’s a tightness forming in her stomach, a knot of anxiety that grows with every word Etho says.

She waits an extra beat before saying, “Okay?”

“That’s why I called,” he continues, and then falls silent, letting her turn over the words in her mind.

“You called to tell me you don’t think I’m ugly.”

“Yeah, you — I don’t think you’re homely.”

It’s one of the most bizarre interactions she’s ever had with him. Including the time he flat out asked her in the middle of a Hermit Meeting what an ethogirl was. And she’d had to explain the concept to him in front of twenty of her much older peers.

“Thank you?” she replies, adjusting her mic, staring at where his icon flickers, picking up sounds — maybe his breathing — though she can’t hear anything. “You could’ve just said that earlier.”

“I didn’t want to make the game awkward.”

He doesn’t offer anything more than that and Gem purses her lips.

“So, this is an apology,” she says and there’s a long beat where he doesn’t answer, like maybe he nods before realizing she can’t see.

“Yeah. I thought — ” Etho could probably explain his thought process until he’s blue in the face and she still wouldn’t get it. “ — to clear the air.”

“There wasn’t really anything in the air,” she tells him. “I didn’t take it personally.”

“Oh,” he says quietly. “You sounded upset.”

“I was surprised,” Gem admits. “I expected it from Skizz, but not you.”

She laughs, but he doesn’t follow suit, and it feels like she needs to offer him an olive branch.

“Say the magic words,” she tells him, “and we’ll forget this ever happened.”

She wants to hear him say I’m sorry. She could be the first person ever to get a genuine apology from Etho and she’s not going to miss the opportunity.

“Magic words,” he echoes, and she finds a little joy in watching him struggle to understand.

“Those two little words,” she encourages. “I want to hear you say them.”

There’s a heavy silence from Etho’s end of the call.

“What?”

His voice is weaker, not as boisterous as it usually gets when he’s joking around, trying to rile her up. He’s struggling to keep up, losing her line of logic.

“We were just talking about it,” she presses. “I want to hear you say it. Just for me. No one else has to know.”

She smiles as she hears him pull in a heavy breath, and it’s clear he’s overthinking — whatever it is that’s buzzing around in his mind, he’s twisting it into knots.

“I — ” he starts and then stops. “You’re hot.”

He says it in a rush, almost too quick for her to decipher the words, but then she freezes.

“What?”

“If I’d known what homely meant, I wouldn’t have said it,” he carries on. “But I think — you’re very attractive, Gem.”

Silence fills the space between them and in the corner of her screen, she sees the time tick up by another minute.

“Are you still there?” he asks eventually and Gem finally blinks.

“I meant I’m sorry,” she says with a heavy exhale, her whole face burning as her hands clutch at the edge of her desk. “The two words: I’m and sorry. I wanted to be the first to get an Etho apology.”

She draws in a ragged breath and the silence grows heavy again.

She has no idea what to do with the information, and she’s not sure what’s worse — Etho thinking she’s plain, or Etho thinking she’s hot.

“I — I’m sorry,” he says and she hiccups out a laugh at the absurdity of the situation.

“Oh my god. It’s a little late to say it now, Etho,” she tells him. “I actually think I need another one.”

“I’m sorry,” he repeats, and he sounds so earnest that Gem can’t even make fun of him for it. “I didn’t — I thought — ”

He’s going to tangle himself in his own thoughts and find a way to never talk to her again if she’s not careful.

“You thought I was asking — why would the magic words ever be you're hot?”

“I don't know,” Etho starts. “I — are you mad?”

“No,” Gem says quickly, and it's the truth.

The EthosLab just admitted to thinking she's hot. She's not mad at all.

“I think it's a little unfair,” she tells him, taking a breath, and he pauses.

“Why unfair?”

She adjusts her mic again out of habit.

“I don't know what you look like,” she says, “so I can't comment on your appearance at all.”

“Oh,” he replies carefully. “Maybe that's for the best.”

“Are you homely, Etho?” she asks, unable to stop her smile, and she knows he must hear it in her voice because he lets out a breath that's almost a laugh.

“I think I deserve that one,” he tells her gently, and Gem's smile widens.

“I think so,” she agrees. “Though you could always prove me wrong.”

She's pushing at boundaries she never would normally, but she has a feeling his guilt is eating him up inside and that always tends to work in her favor.

“I don't think I could.”

“Still camera shy?” she asks and Etho lets out a breath.

“No, I could show you my face, I just don't think it would prove you wrong.”

She laughs outright, head tipping back, and after a beat, he joins her with his own familiar, breathy laugh.

“That's better than any apology,” she tells him when she finally collects herself again and he hums quietly, not quite an agreement.

“I'm sorry,” he says, and his tone is even and careful — he means it.

“I know, Etho,” she sighs. “Thanks.”

It falls quiet between them, the silence not as awkward as before, but when Etho doesn't try to break it, she knows she has to.

“I appreciate the confidence boost,” she tells him, “but I actually do need to go to bed.”

“Sure,” he agrees, and then after a beat, adds, “Sleep well.”

She can't quite keep the smile out of her voice when she says, “Goodnight, Etho.”

She ends the call, quickly logging out and turning off her computer before anyone else can think to message her. She's had enough surprises for one day.

When her monitor finally goes dark, she leans back in her chair, blowing out a heavy breath.

Her cheeks are still hot with her flush when she brings her hands up to her face, and she can't help but let out a laugh, high-pitched and slightly manic.

Etho thinks she's hot.

She'll be riding that high for a long while.

Carefully, she pushes herself to her feet, stretching out the aches from sitting for so long, and on her desk, her phone dings quietly.

For a moment, she thinks seriously about switching it off, too. But with a sigh, she grabs it and opens her notifications.

It's a DM from Etho on Discord.

“One apology was enough,” she mutters to herself, wondering if he's decided she needs it in writing too.

But then the message opens and she realizes it's not another apology; it's a photo. A photo that's been marked as a spoiler.

Gem's stomach flips as she stares, but after a second, she taps the screen to clear the filter.

It's dark and blurry as hell, but there's no doubt it's a man's face.

Etho's face.

As she stares, their chat shifts and a new message from Etho appears.

Homely? he asks, and Gem's jaw drops.

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[ashthesalamipiece]

hii. hope everything is well with you :)

if you’re not too busy can I request a shigaraki x online gamer friend reader. where he becomes friends with a random girl he met while playing league or something (modern au).

maybe even a meet up or something. tyyy!!

"Lagging Hearts"

Shigaraki Tomura wasn’t supposed to care about anyone online. He liked the distance. The screen, the anonymity, the safety of being just a name on a friend list. But then he queued up for a late-night ranked match in League of Legends, and everything started glitching—emotionally speaking.

He met you by chance. Your username—“Pix3lGrrl”—was the kind of cringe he'd usually block. But you locked in midlane fast, started typing callouts in team chat like a drill sergeant, and your sarcasm matched his beat for beat.

“Garen support? Wow. Peak performance,” you typed.

He smirked. Okay, maybe she’s not awful.

One game became three. Then ten. Then nightly Discord calls. You tilted like a pro, cursed like a sailor, and still somehow made him laugh when his fingers were twitching to decay the world.

“You ever stop touching your face when you’re mad?” you teased during a losing streak.

He choked on his soda. “How the hell do you know that?”

“You always stop talking right before you screw up a teamfight. It’s, like, your rage silence.”

He didn’t reply right away. He was too busy… smiling?

—

Weeks passed. He didn’t tell you who he was—what he was. You didn’t ask. It was kind of perfect. The late-night games, the trash talk, your sleepy voice when it got too late and the ranked queue became ARAMs “just for fun.” He found himself waiting for the little Discord chime that said you were online like it was a drug.

One night, after a particularly nasty loss streak, you groaned, “I need a break. Let’s just talk.”

And he did. For hours.

You made him laugh so hard his screen shook. You called him “crusty king” and he didn’t even hate it. You told him about your cat, your weird neighbor, the way your keyboard was missing the F key but you were too lazy to fix it.

He thought about telling you. About his hands. His past. His real name.

Instead, he just asked, “Wanna queue again tomorrow?”

You replied instantly. “Always.”

—

He didn't know what this was—just a gamer friend or something dangerously close to real—but for the first time in a long time, he didn’t feel like disconnecting.

---

It was your idea to meet.

“Well, technically,” you said, “I’m being bribed with bubble tea. But yeah. Let’s meet.”

Shigaraki stared at the message for a full minute. His thumb hovered over the reply button. He’d never seen your face, and you’d never seen his. It had been months now—countless games, DMs, weird late-night rants about anime betrayals and which champions needed nerfs.

He wasn’t ready.

But he said yes anyway.

—

You picked a little gaming café downtown. Neon lights. LED keyboards. The smell of instant noodles and too many Monster cans. You wore a hoodie, same as him, and your hair was a little messier than your Discord icon implied—but it was you. He knew it immediately.

You were sitting with a boba and a Switch, tapping your foot to some lo-fi remix. You looked up and smiled.

“Crusty King?” you teased.

He almost turned around and left.

Instead, he gave a dry little laugh and slid into the seat across from you. “Pix3lGrrl. Didn’t expect you to look so… normal.”

You arched a brow. “Thanks? Didn’t expect you to look like a villain from a dystopian anime.”

He froze.

Your smile faltered for half a second, and then you recovered. “Kidding. I mean—you’ve got the vibe. Grumpy, gray hair, twitchy fingers. Kind of hot, though.”

He blinked. “What?”

“Nothing.”

You both sipped your drinks. Played a couple rounds of Smash on the café’s Switch dock. Laughed a lot. It felt almost like home. Like a weird dream.

But then you leaned in, really looked at him, and asked, “Hey… what do you do, anyway? You’ve never said.”

His hand twitched—just once. He quickly put it in his hoodie pocket. His mouth went dry.

“I… break things.”

You laughed. “Okay, edgy. What does that mean?”

He paused. Then whispered, “My name’s not really Ten.”

“Wait.” Your smile dimmed. “What?”

“I’m Tomura. Shigaraki Tomura.”

You went still.

You knew the name. Everybody did. The guy who vanished after the League crumbled. The one with a death count and a face like a warning sign.

You looked at him, really looked, and then said quietly, “And you… you play Jhin in ranked.”

He blinked. “That’s what you’re focusing on?”

You smiled slowly, something tender and a little heartbroken. “You’ve got four kills, and I’m starting to think I’m one of them.”

He opened his mouth—but you held up a hand.

“I'm not running. Just… give me a sec to update my patch notes, alright?”

And then, in the same breath, you asked, “You still down to queue tonight?”

[rosesrotofficial]

So a genuine question (or two)

1. I want to write a fanfic about mc's "first" date with Ronin and after talking about it with other people in discord I came up with an idea. I want the date to be made of two parts (both organised by Ronin because it would be his idea to begin with kinda) and I want to know your opinions since you know the character better than anyone. The actual question here: is that date really a good idea for Robin?

So the first part of the date - Ronin would take MC for apple picking and then he would make them bake him an apple pie because he's an icon like that ( he would offer to help with the chopping lol)

The second one - it would be late at night and our lovely serial killer would take mc to his favourite massacre alley, he would kill someone (probably a random unlucky person) and then he would wrap his arm around mc's waist (he would be standing behind them so his head would be on their shoulder (he would have to lean down lol)) while he would hold a knife in his other hand and he would whisper in their ear "now, curve out the aorta like you said you would" just a little corruption here and there.

The second question is:

What would the li do if someone kidnapped their poor little MC? Would they look for us or would they be like: nah it's not my problem.

Love Ur game!!! And characters!!!

i think that would be super cute! and would be an adorable first date idea (especially forcing the mc to make him an apple pie, help) + the murder corruption after is a cherry on top ;)

i love this question! all the li's would look for the mc, but how they do it is different:

angel - by day, she would do a broadcast in her channel about the mc being missing/kidnapped and pull strings to get it solved. by night, she'd go sniping: no one who values their life should fuck with her friends and certainly not her lover.

misaki - would freak out. and feel scared like, "is this happening to mc because of me??? do i drag them down??? oh no..." but after a bit of pep talk she's right on the action. the kidnapper will never see them coming <3

v - finding you is now his first priority. forget crime: you're the most important person to him. and his animals now have a tasty meal to look forward to...

ronin - probably the one to kidnap mc tbh and fuck with them. (jokes aside, ronin would figure out who the kidnapper is, but let mc freak out a little until they believed they were actually dying, before coming in like the grand old saviour he is. asshole <3)