#the simplicity of styles like these are just

[exn0bis]

So. Completed Veilguard. I have lots of thoughts.

Regardless, I don't think I'd be saying anything that hasn't already been said.

For my part, I went in with the expectation it was going to be bad. I was pleasantly surprised by some things, certainly by the technical aspects, but it fell about where I expected in most other ways.

But first, the good.

It was extremely refreshing to see a AAA game actually release so well optimized for once. I'm running an older system at this point, with a GTX 1080 TI. Even so, out of the box, I was able to run things on the Medium preset perfectly. After some troubleshooting the latest Nvidia driver, and updating the games native upscaling to FSR 3.x, I was running things on a mix of High & Ultra with minimal to no frame drops. This was way beyond what I expected, and made the play experience more enjoyable. While I do think that, like many games in the past few years, there is some over reliance on upscaling to make it look its best, Veilguard still maintains excellent visual fidelity without it.

On that note, the game is objectively gorgeous, regardless of how one feels about the art style (which I did personally like, too); I'm also extremely impressed how they adapted a simulated strand hair system into something playable in real-time without it being overly taxing. Would love to know the technical breakdown for that specifically, but either way, I would not be surprised if we start to see more games released with something similar going forwards.

Veilguard very much proved you can make something look gorgeous and still have it be playable on more than just the latest and greatest systems, and I hope it will encourage more studios to focus on how they optimize and implement their work.

I also found the general gameplay mechanics to be, overall, enjoyable. I was hesitant going in, as I'm 1) bad at games, and 2) from a CRPG background, so the real-time style of combat is not generally something I'm good at. I was also concerned about the stripping down of party mechanics, etc, that was a big part of the previous games. And while I do wish the party tactics had been a little more varied, I ultimately found combat fun and responsive, and that they struck a reasonable balance between simplicity with party, and overly tactical. It did have way too many buttons & combos for me, but that is definitely a me being bad at games thing and not a fault in the game.

I also was extremely impressed with how smoothly the game transitioned from gameplay to cutscenes, and I really liked the more open maps/elimination of excess loading screens.

Unfortunately, that is about all the praise I have for the game.

I'm not really going to talk too much about the complete disregard for the world state built by previous titles, because I think all that needs to be said about that has been. I agree that, from a development standpoint, they needed to find a way to simplify things. However, going so totally scorched earth that character creation literally states "you don't need to customize your previous choices if you don't want to because it doesn't really affect anything" only serves to insult and infuriate the very dedicated player base.

It's very clear that the goal of Veilguard is to wipe the slate clean for the purposes of rebranding and bringing in new players for future installments/capital. Considering the mass layoffs at Bioware, and EA's generally established business practices, this sort of tactic isn't really surprising, no, and was truthfully only a matter of time. But that doesn't stop it from feeling like a slap in the face.

That being established, the total disregard for existing lore, world state, impact of previous titles, glaring plot holes within Veilguard itself, etc, is unfortunately to be expected. No point in picking it apart individually, as it's all just a symptom of the goal of a clean slate reboot.

Which isn't to say I wasn't cursing at my screen by the end of it, but I digress.

I had hoped I could at least enjoy the game as something new, turn off the part of my brain that associated it with Dragon Age and just play it as a stand alone thing. This even worked for the first chapter or so, as I was really enjoying the exploration and gameplay. And then I started recruiting more people. And the main plot started to really get going. And turning my brain off suddenly stopped helping.

The writing is awful, full stop. It's all incredibly surface level and sanitized, and it treats the player with such ineptitude I started to feel like the game had actual disdain for me for trying to play and enjoy it. If I had a dollar for every time an NPC explicitly repeated a plot point or goal immediately after a cutscene that had already painfully spelled it out for me ended, I would have recouped the price of the game three times over. I get that reading comprehension is at an all time low, but holy shit. I paid for a sweeping fantasy narrative, not a degradation simulator that treats me like a moron.

If we manage to put that aside, we're left with a narrative that spends every spare second trying to convince you of how high the stakes are and how important your relationships will be to get through it... and then never actually manages to deliver on any of it. The game repeatedly shies away from showing you anything actually bad, or building anything actually meaningful.

Yes, we see the Blight being gross and a few choice deaths, but that's it. The mass devastation we're told is constantly happening all over Thedas? The staggering amounts of death taking place? The oh-so-vile practices and punishments of our main antagonists? Anything and everything that has to do with the extremely prevalent theme of slavery? That all happens off screen, if it happens at all. Somewhere nice and clean and safe for it to exist, sanitized of any tension or emotional impact. I cannot decide if the flagrant pacing issues in the narrative are a product of the missing tension, or their own problem.

And those important relationships we're told about follow the same pattern. Even if we ignore how everyone speaks to each other like they're reading the script of an HR Workplace Togetherness video, their personal stories are devoid of the stakes we are assured they have. I wanted so desperately to care about the things these character's cared about, but I left still unconvinced the character's themselves even gave a shit.

And with a shallow plot comes a shallow character; I felt no attachment to any of them, despite telling myself they'd grow on me as I progressed. Of course, I also didn't dislike any of them, either; I just didn't care, and I find that infinitely more damming.

I think what I find most frustrating is that the potential in the characters is there, at least. They're each interesting concepts with interesting themes, and every so often I'd get a cutscene that actually got me to feel something, to react, and I'd get excited thinking 'oh, this must be when it gets good.' But no, as soon as you're out of the cutscene, it's situation normal again. No more feelings, no more tension. That all happened off screen, again. Any emotional turmoil the character in question was in moments before is now gone in favor of Group Togetherness.

Rook is no exception to any of this, either; exactly as tepid as the rest, but coated with an even less polished illusion of substance. This is not helped by the fact that the game makes an active effort to remind you that Solas is the actual main character of this story. Rook, you as the player, are just sort of... there.

The headcanons I've seen from fans do more justice to this entire cast than the game ever does.

In summary, it's sad, I think. It's ultimately what I expected, but it's sad. Many of us have a very deep attachment to Dragon Age, the story and the community that built up around it. I literally met my wife through the Dragon Age fandom. I learned to explore some deeply personal things about myself through how I related to the story and characters because of how much depth and nuance there was to examine. To see all that reduced to what amounts to a very prettily polished turd is just... yeah. Sad.

I'm really happy that there are people who have enjoyed the game. Genuinely. I hope they'll continue to do so. Myself, I'll probably still go on a screenshot binge and enjoy how pretty it looks, too. But Veilguard is very much the end of Dragon Age, for me. And I'm sad about it.

[veradragonjedi]

I GASPED SO LOUD OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG O

💚DINLUKE VALENTINES💚

Just two gays in space and their little green gremlin son

@veradragonjedi - I’m tagging you cuz I know you kinda miss my DinLuke content so here you are! 😌✨

[whiskeyswifty]

Getaway Car - Taylor Swift

Getaway Car as a Formula 1 merch concept design. The Getaway Car Racing Team champions poster for the 6th Grand Prix in Rome where in 2017, they clinched their victory in the Rep Racing World Championship. The poster features lyrical easter eggs as the team sponsors and nods to the track number and lore around the song's subjects. Additionally, racing team hoodies and stickers for fans to rep their team. print and sticker and t-shirt in my etsy shop

[difty-dift]

not really cooking, more like using the microwave

[bambeebirdie]

This is for @bluepeachstudios ‘s Ghost in a Shell. It’s really good you should read it.

I looked at exactly one picture of Jupiter Jim and went “yeah this should be enough to draw him.” I will not be answering if it actually was

Have some bonus content under the cut!

And sketches

(I love any character who can say “I don’t want to go back to prison” it’s like the funniest thing to me)

[wigglebox]

He’s a smooth operator. At least, he thinks he is.

Dean + B2 + OWO color palette for @werepires

Doing this; send me a request!

[tyranitarkisser]

Hi

[sysig]

Very important to implement a goof-off break (Patreon)

[bluebelledmoon]

its so strange trying to learn the sth art style because for so long ive drilled myself in human anatomy, but sonic's style is so very stretchable and cartoonish that i'm finding it hard to match that

[unmeiokaemasu]

HEY SO. WHY WERE THE VILLAINS THE BEST WRITTEN CHARACTERS BUT ONLY RIGHT AT THE END IN ONE SCENE

[glitchydyke]

(i know there’s so much more to alternative styles than just the clothes, i.e music and politics and history, but for simplicity’s sake i’m just mentioning the actual fashion here. also please rb if u would like so more ppl see bc i am so so interested in this :] <- autism)

[plutonianeris]

Venus + the 7th house in a Man's Chart and his Type... 💘 

VENUS IN THE 1ST HOUSE OR ARIES/ ARIES 7TH HOUSE: Bold, magnetic, and captivating right from the moment she enters the room, his ideal woman has an undeniable charm that turns heads. She’s the type who can’t go unnoticed, with a striking presence and a radiant smile that draws people in. There’s a touch of elegance and sophistication in everything she does she’s effortlessly stylish, often wearing brand-name clothes that accentuate her hourglass shape and add to her allure. She has an air of poise and moves gracefully, with a softness in her gestures that feels inviting and warm. Her face is unforgettable, with features like dimples, a Cupid’s bow lip, and long, fluttering lashes that add to her appeal. She’s a woman who knows how to blend in with society’s expectations yet stands out, embodying the “girl next door” charm while being the face everyone recognizes.

VENUS IN THE 2ND HOUSE OR TAURUS/ TAURUS 7TH HOUSE: Her beauty is timeless, with soft, serene features that reflect her inner calm. She has a naturally radiant glow, perhaps with rosy cheeks and an inviting smile that feels warm and genuine. Her face is memorable, with gentle curves, a slight dimple when she smiles, and a subtle elegance that’s impossible to ignore. There’s something earthy about her; she seems effortlessly put-together, often wearing natural tones or jewelry that hints at her love for quality. She’s the woman who fits into any setting yet always stands out for her grounded beauty, like she’s part of the world around her in the most exquisite way.

VENUS IN THE 3RD HOUSE OR GEMINI OR GEMINI 7TH HOUSE: Her look is vibrant and expressive, with sparkling eyes and a smile that feels like an invitation to chat. She has an animated face, with features that come alive when she talks, and a unique, almost mischievous charm. There’s something playful about her maybe she’s got a "weird" haircut, a quirky sense of style, or a collection of accessories that reflect her adventurous mind. People are drawn to her laughter and the way she seems to carry lightness with her. She’s the kind of woman whose beauty isn’t just skin-deep; it’s in her gestures, her curiosity, and the way she engages with the world around her.

VENUS IN THE 4TH HOUSE OR CANCER OR CANCER 7TH HOUSE: Her beauty is soft and ethereal, like she stepped out of a dream. She has gentle, rounded features, with large, soulful eyes that seem to hold endless compassion. Her smile is warm and comforting, the kind that makes people feel instantly at ease. She often favors classic, understated styles, perhaps with a touch of vintage, She has an aura that feels like home like she’s someone who will listen, care, and hold space for those she loves. Her presence is unforgettable, with a quiet beauty that speaks of kindness and depth.

VENUS IN THE 5TH HOUSE OR LEO/ LEO 7TH HOUSE: Her look is striking and glamorous, the kind of beauty that turns heads without even trying. She has radiant features, maybe with high cheekbones, bright eyes, and a dazzling smile that commands attention. There’s a playfulness in her gaze, a confidence in the way she holds herself, like she was born to shine. Her style is bold, with colors, accessories, and a sense of drama that suits her vibrant personality. She’s unforgettable, embodying the “queen of the room” vibe with ease, and there’s a warmth about her that makes people naturally gravitate to her. She’s captivating, confident, and wears her beauty like a crown.

VENUS IN THE 6TH HOUSE OR VIRGO / VIRGO 7TH HOUSE: Her beauty is refined, with an understated elegance that grows on you over time. She has delicate, well-proportioned features, a gentle smile, and eyes that seem to notice everything. There’s a simplicity in her style she favors clean lines, earthy tones, and classic pieces that enhance her natural grace. Her skin glows with a healthy radiance, perhaps framed by well-kept hair and minimalistic jewelry that shows her attention to detail. She’s unforgettable in her quiet way, embodying a beauty that feels genuine and grounded. There’s an effortless purity to her that makes her stand out without seeking attention.

VENUS IN THE 7TH HOUSE OR LIBRA/ LIBRA 7TH HOUSE: She’s the epitome of grace and charm, with symmetrical features and a poised presence that’s almost mesmerizing. Her face is soft and harmonious, with Cupid’s bow lips, dimples, and a smile that lights up her entire face. Her style is classic yet fashionable, often adorned with delicate jewelry or fabrics that enhance her natural beauty. She’s the kind of woman who can effortlessly blend into any social setting, yet somehow always becomes the focal point, radiating warmth and kindness. There’s something about her that feels inviting and balanced, like she was meant to bring harmony to the world around her.

VENUS IN THE 8TH HOUSE OR SCORPIO/ SCORPIO 7TH HOUSE: Her beauty is magnetic, with intense, piercing eyes that seem to see right through you. She has high cheekbones, full lips, and an aura that’s mysterious and captivating. Her style is often dark or slightly edgy, reflecting her depth and passion. She’s the kind of woman who walks into a room, and everyone feels her presence before they even see her. There’s a quiet strength in her gaze, a sense of purpose in her movements, and a power that’s both alluring and intimidating. She’s unforgettable, with a beauty that’s raw, mysterious, and absolutely mesmerizing.

VENUS IN THE 9TH HOUSE OR SAGITTARIUS OR SAGITTARIUS 7TH HOUSE: Her look is adventurous and free-spirited, with bright eyes that sparkle with curiosity and a wide, inviting smile. She has a natural, sun-kissed beauty, as if she’s always just come back from some thrilling adventure. Her style is relaxed yet expressive, with bohemian touches, layered jewelry, and pieces she’s collected from her travels. There’s an openness in her demeanor, a warmth that makes everyone feel welcome. She’s unforgettable because of her zest for life, her infectious laughter, and the way she inspires others to dream big. She’s the perfect blend of exotic allure and down-to-earth charm.

VENUS IN THE 10TH HOUSE OR CAPRICORN/ CAPRICORN 7TH HOUSE: She’s polished, elegant, and commands respect with her classic beauty. Her features are refined and dignified high cheekbones, sharp eyes, and a smile that’s both warm and reserved. Her style is sophisticated, often favoring tailored cuts, structured fabrics, and timeless pieces that convey her ambition and self-assurance. She carries herself with a quiet confidence, making her unforgettable in a crowd. She’s the woman people look up to, the embodiment of grace under pressure, and her beauty reflects her inner strength and sense of purpose. She’s the epitome of class and sophistication, with a grounded allure that’s both rare and captivating.

VENUS IN THE 11TH HOUSE OR AQUARIUS/ AQUARIUS 7TH HOUSE: Her beauty is unconventional, with unique features that set her apart and make her unforgettable. She might have striking eyes, a quirky smile, or an effortless style that’s all her own. She has an eclectic fashion sense, often mixing patterns, colors, or vintage pieces in ways that highlight her individuality. Her energy is magnetic, her laugh infectious, and there’s a free-spirited vibe to her that’s almost enchanting. She’s the woman who isn’t afraid to stand out or break norms, and her beauty shines in her authenticity. People are drawn to her for her uniqueness and the refreshing freedom she brings into every space.

VENUS IN THE 12TH HOUSE OR PISCES/ PISCES 7TH HOUSE: She has an ethereal, almost otherworldly beauty, with dreamy eyes and soft, delicate features that seem almost angelic. Her movements are gentle, her voice soft, and she often wears flowing fabrics in pastel hues that enhance her mystical vibe. There’s an innocence and depth in her gaze that makes her seem like she’s part of a fairytale. Her smile is shy but radiant, and she has an aura that feels compassionate and healing. She’s unforgettable for her softness, her kindness, and the sense of magic she brings. She’s the kind of woman who feels like a dream, blending seamlessly into the world yet leaving a lasting impression.

[lumenniveus]

Simmers, I bring you gifts once more. This time the stuff smells like bamboo and green tea on simmering coals.

According to legends, the Onryō is a vengeful spirit. "Resentful, ruthless, and determined to pay back wrongs done to it in life" huh? Sounds like it fits me just right. This set is my revenge. It is what I had hoped and wanted from Snowy Escape that EA did not deliver. While I am not Japanese myself, I have great respect for the people living there and hope the love I put in it shows through. Greetings from central Europe!✌️

For Onryō I focused on functionality and simplicity over grandeur. If you expect this to be an anime set, it is not. It's tagged as "basic" and "modern" design styles, but don't let that stop you from being creative. This set was made with as much love as it was made to show EA that, yes, not everything has to be the same normed re-mesh over and over again.

Download: Merged version Zip Folder version

Look below the cut for more previews and the catalog

This set comes with a lot of interactive furniture and some build objects that are designed to blend and mix with as many other sets and packs as possible. Some highlights are:

Blinds that open and close

Zaisu and chabudai styled chairs and tables

Functional bags that double as dressers

A working irori fire pit

Two butsudan, each a different size

Here is the set mixed together with some furniture from Snowy Escape. Works well together, nah? I'm personally really happy with it and I hope you find it useful.

[jezebelblues]

la vie en rose | h.s

summary: lovey sunday morning in bed that ends with him buried inside her.

cw: smut18+ - penetration (p in v), unprotected sex, smidge of daddy kink, fluff, fem!reader, unedited. tried to be grammatically correct by using upper case if that makes u go wild

word count: approx 2.2k

| ladies forgive me this is like my 2nd time writing smut! building the skill brick by brick fr. mwah :*

The morning light slipped through the curtains in soft streams, casting a gentle warmth over the room. The air was still, the kind of quiet that only existed in muted peace with a lover, when the world outside felt distant and time seemed to stretch endlessly. Harry lay on his back, his arm lazily draped around YN’s waist, nestled comfortably into his side like a bear seeking habitat for hibernation. His skin was warm and solid against her, a tingling heat that could have her melt in him.

She stirred first, not fully awake but aware of the weight of his arm holding her. The familiar scent of him - something faintly earthy and sweet - wrapped around her like a second blanket, and for a long moment, she didn’t want to move. His curls smelt like his lavender bergamot shampoo, locks disheveled from letting his hair dry in his sleep. The simplicity of waking up next to him was entrancing, before the world rushed in with all its noise.

He shifted beside her, his nose nuzzling into the crook of her neck, curls tickling her skin. He mumbled something incoherent, half-awake, and then murmured, “Morning, love.” His voice was low and raspy from sleep, the sound of it sending a current through her.

Her eyes fluttered open, but just barely. She didn’t need to see him to know the expression on his face - the soft, lazy smile that always greeted her in the mornings, the way his eyes crinkled at the edges, even when he was half asleep. His fingers trailed absentmindedly along her side, tracing little patterns that sent shivers up her spine. The scent of home and freshly washed sheets stuck to her skin like melted sugar, and Harry swore she was hypnotizing.

“Could stay like this all day.” He whispered, pressing a soft kiss to her temple, then her cheek, his lips lingering just enough to make her want more. There was something about the way he held her, like she was the most precious thing in the world, and she could feel that tenderness in every touch, every kiss. His fingers grazed her arm, barely there, as if he was savoring every inch of her skin.

She smiled sleepily, her voice still thick with the dreams that lingered faintly in the back of her head. “You say that every morning.”

“Mean it every time.” Harry hums, his tone playful but full of affection. He shifted slightly, pulling her closer, as if he needed to feel her heart beat against his. There was a raw intimacy in the way he held her, not just the physical closeness, but the quiet comfort of knowing that this was where he belonged.

For a while, they stayed like that, wrapped in each other, neither of them willing to break the spell of the morning. Outside, the world moved on without them, but in here, time seemed to pause. Her head rested on his chest, rising and falling with his breath, her fingers absentmindedly tracing the soft fabric of his t-shirt. She felt the steady rhythm of his heartbeat beneath her palm, a sound more comforting than any lullaby.

His gaze lingered on her face, his eyes tracing every detail, like he was memorizing the way she looked in the morning light. Her features were soft from sleep, cheeks flush and eyes a bit puffy. In that moment he wished he had the talent to paint, encapsulating her beauty in delicate watercolors. “Y’look so pretty when you sleep,” he said, his voice barely above a whisper. “Like an angel.”

She opened one eye, catching the adoring smile on his face, that lopsided grin he always gave her when he was in one of his affectionate moods. “You’re such a sap, Styles.” YN teased, though her voice held no real bite.

His smile widened, the dimples in his cheeks deepening as he laughed softly. “Maybe. But you love it.”

She tried to roll her eyes, but the smile tugging at her lips betrayed her. There was something about him, the way he could make her feel completely at ease, completely loved, that always got to her. She parted her lips to speak, but in one fluid motion, Harry rolled her onto him, making her squeal in surprise. His arms wrapped tightly around her waist, holding her against him as he laughed, the sound rumbling through his chest. His fingers traced along the curve of her waist from underneath his shirt that hung loosely around her frame, his eyes softening. They basked in the sounds of their breathing, the girl rising and falling atop him from every breath he took. He trailed his hand upward, combing his fingers through her hair. "She wasn't doing a thing that I could see, except standing there leaning against the balcony railing, holding the universe together." He smiled gently, his voice airy and dipped in honey.

Her giggle was breathy and melodic as her fingers reached for his cheek, pinching it ever so slightly with a delicate shake. The two had a thing for randomly quoting literature, and she couldn’t believe he beat her to it this Sunday morning. An excerpt that made her cheeks tinge a shade of pink, the love he felt toward her dripping from the borrowed words. “Shut up.” She smiled, poking his nose.

His expression didn’t change as he adjusted his large hands back under her shirt, brushing up her back, the pad of his index right along her spine. His heart fluttered with the sight upon him, every inch of her skin the tips of his fingers touched belonging to him. His movement slowed to a halt at the top of her waist, gently guiding her down to let his lips meet hers.

The kiss was slow, lingering, a quiet promise in the way his lips moved against hers. His hands continued their exploration over the familiar land as he deepened the kiss, savoring the taste of her. When they finally pulled apart, Harry rested his forehead against hers, his breath cool on her skin.

His lips grazed her neck, the softest of kisses, but enough to send a shiver through her body. He mingled there, his exhales ticking her skin, goosebumps cascading down her body, as his lips found the sensitive spot just below her ear - making her sigh softly. The weight of her body straddling his felt comforting, grounding, but there was something electric in the way his hands moved, slow and teasing.

Her own fingers responded instinctively, running her fingers along his chest, feeling the warmth of his skin, the tautness of the muscles under her touch. She could sense his heartbeat quickening, matching the growing pulse she felt in her core. She let her hand roam across his torso, her fingertips tracing the lines of his chest and abdomen, delighting in the way he shivered slightly under her touch.

Harry's breath hitched as her fingers brushed lower, and he let out a soft groan, pulling her down beside him. He gripped her waist, her leg tightly looping around his as their lips met again.

Everything about the moment felt slow, deliberate - like they had all the time in the world, yet neither of them wanted to wait any longer. His lips left hers to trail down her jaw, over the sensitive skin just below her ear again. His voice, soft and hoarse, whispered against her, "Turn around.” The sheets rustled with her compliance, the arm that lied beneath her head bending as he placed a light hand around her throat.

YN’s breath hitched, a heat pooling her inner thighs and drenching her sunshine yellow panties. His lips brushed against the crook of her neck, bunching the hem of her shirt up a bit as he pulled her underwear down to her knees. His sigh was heavy, the length of his cock slapping against the small of her back as he freed himself. He mumbled something under his breath, lips skimming along the space where her shoulder and neck met, his hand finding itself between her legs, pulling her thigh upward and hooking the bend of his elbow around her knee. He shifts his hips to line himself with her cunt, YN reaching down to keep him in place. A groan tumbles from his lips as he pushes past her wet folds, filling her completely. She gasps at the feeling of his cock stretching her, Harry tugging the hand on her neck roughly to force her between his head and shoulders, tightening his grip ever so slightly while he keeps his thrusts at a tauntingly slow pace. “Such a good girl.” He murmured absentmindedly, too lost in the pleasure of her walls enveloping him completely.

Her eyes fluttered shut, soft moans emitting from her as he moves his hips quicker. Her arousal doused his cock, wetting her inner thighs - allowing for the noise of wet skin slapping against one another to reverberate off the white walls of their bedroom. She turns her head, peppering sloppy kisses along his jaw as she reaches her arm back to tangle her fingers in his curls.

All their noises combined made a symphony of pleasure, the coil in YN’s core tightening with every push of his hips. Harry’s breath came and went in short gasps, a gleam of sweat slicking his skin. The grip that held her leg up slipped inward and past where he pounded into her, fingers stretching up to the spot where the head of his cock bulged the space beneath her bellybutton from inside, a moan escaping him at the feeling of it. “Daddy-“ She whimpered, tightening around his length while his chin dipped slightly, teeth sinking into the fleshier part of her shoulder. Her head pulled back further into him, his bite light enough to not break her skin, but harsh enough to leave an indent.

He removes his touch from her belly, slapping the bottom of her thigh harshly before holding it up again. She was unable to form anything coherent, her face becoming a shade of red from how much air she lost from her moans. He hummed, low and airy, “Y’pussy is so tight for daddy.”

He selfishly pushed deeper into her, not wanting any void of space left inside of her. He could feel her walls flutter around him, her back barely arching from his chest behind her. He lightened the grip on her throat, holding onto her chin as he forced her to look at him, her lips pouted from his grasp. “Baby-“ He groaned, eyes burrowing into hers. “Fuck- y’gonna come, hm?” He tried to coo through his grunts, his girl’s eyebrows in a furrow from the knot in her belly. She nodded into his hand, eyes wide in desperation. He pulled her chin upward a bit more, his nose brushing against her top lip as he gazed at her through his eyelashes. “Look at me, bunny, don’t move.”

She whimpered, her bum and thighs a flush of pink from the force of his thrusts. YN kept her eyes open, even if they fell half-lidded - knowing Harry would stop if she didn’t listen.

Her legs threatened to close from the pleasure, but Harry forced them to open wider - intentionally teetering her breaking point with a lazy smile spread across his lips. His eyes never left hers, watching every twist and scrunch of ecstasy dance upon her features. Her moans and whimpers were messy, his curls between her fingers tight as she jerked his head back. YN forced her eyes wide, lips parted and unable to close as her release built intensely. His smile turned into a smirk, gazing down at her pretty face through a half-lidded gaze. His cock twitched as she tightened around him once more, her orgasm evident in her expression as she came greedily over his length. He rode out her high, forehead falling against hers while guttural groans made his chest vibrate. His thrusts were sloppy and quick, a small whimper falling from his lips as he shot white ribbons of come inside her.

A beat of heavy synchronized heartbeats and rapid breaths befall them, Harry gently pulling her leg down to finally rest - his length slipping out, nestled between her thighs. She lets out a light sigh as the brunette draped his arm over the curve of her waist, pulling her closer as he presses delicate kisses against her temple.

YN hummed, eyes fluttering to a close as the rhythm of her boyfriend’s chest rising and falling abutting against her - lulled her to the brink of slumber. “For nothing, not the sun, not the rain-” She paused, voice raspy from her previous moans and the sleep that loomed over her. If she didn’t love this book so much, she would’ve forgotten the excerpt entirely. “not even the brightest star in the darkest sky, could begin to compare to the wonder of you.”

Harry was rested into the crook of her neck, and she could feel the way his lips spread into a smile. His thumbs rubbed circles along her hip bone, his breathing slowing. He let out an airy giggle before he parted his rosy lips, "I shoot hot bolts into you. I make your ovaries incandescent."

They both rippled with easy laughter, feeling his belly flutter against her back with every giggle. The sun rose higher as the morning continued to pass by them, birds chirping and cars rolling down their street. They lay intertwined, bodies melting into each other and moulding into one being, each breath in perfect harmony. And in that moment they both could swear this is what heaven must feel like.

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webfishing is such a breath of fresh air honestly. i feel like every vaguely "cozy" title wants to be minecraft or animal crossing or stardew valley, but the bloat of all the obligatory timesink systems has been smothering the joy of the low-stakes open-ended lollygagging. i can never just hang out in games like that, because everything is locked behind so many layers of heirloom mechanics included purely for trendiness (via blind imitation of the big name games) and not because they actually improve the gamefeel or streamline the gameplay loop. i can't just play ten minutes of a game like that because those ten minutes are gonna damage my tools/armor or run down a timer or use up a crafting resource or some other chain reaction of unfun grinding garbage.

meanwhile, webfishing has no crafting, no survival, no item breakage, no stamina meter, no food meter, no jumpscares... the physics-defying out-of-bounds void area doesn't beat you over the head with the creepypasta shlock and mostly just exists as a fun convenient hangout spot to catch basically every fish in... and best of all there's insane griefing potential (meowing/barking, punching people into the water to drown them, playing guitar badly, drawing stupid shit all over the ground at spawn) yet zero consequences for actually getting griefed. if someone drowns you it literally does not affect you for longer than like five seconds.

also you can buy scratch offs and get drunk. i really appreciate that. i dislike the way a lot of cozy games seem to be stuck in a kid friendly tone owing to their origins in E and E10+ games/websites, only ever vaguely referring to adult topics, even while being marketed heavily towards nostalgic adults who grew up on the original ds or played a lot of neopets. just because i want a simple gameplay style doesn't mean i want to be babied; i want the simplicity because i'm an adult with realass adult responsibilities and don't have time/energy to grind, not because i'm still mentally ten years old and blanche at mature topics. and so i really appreciate the way webfishing will scratch that itch for "wild world if it was just fishing and able sisters" while also letting you have bloodshot eyes, wear a hat that says "i love peeing", and then blow all your money on beer and scratch offs. like honestly truly who else is doing it like webfishing

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𓆩♡𓆪 Headcanon: Their First Date With You

ৎ୭ Ghost, Soap, Gaz, Alejandro, Phillip Graves, Keegan, König, Horangi, Nikto

︵‿୨♡୧‿︵ srry i've been in a slump but i'm back!! ૮ ◜ᵕ◝ ྀིა

Ghost

For him, simplicity and getting to know you felt more important than trying to impress you

He only wanted you to feel comfortable with him and have a good time with him

You both walked around the city, visiting cafés, bookstores, etc…

At one point you entered into a philosophical conversation with him

Random smiling/grinning when you’re being adorable and basking in comfortable silence

While on the sidewalk, you were startled a little when he lightly placed his hands on your shoulders to move you to the inside of the sidewalk

Soap

Took you to the movie theater

Wasn’t even focused on the movie and kept trying to make eye contact with you

You were hooked on the movie and didn’t notice his soft eyes

Eventually he fell asleep

By the end of the movie, as you were leaving the theater he just grinned as you talked about your favorite scenes not realizing he hadn’t even the faintest idea what it was about

Now, whenever you mention a movie you want to see he takes you to watch it

Gaz

You and he had taken an evening to walk shelter dogs

It was the most fun you had, both of you were laughing and smiling the entire time

In a moment of silence, he admires you

He wants to stay there beside you, freeze this moment, and leave a trace of you & him

“Thank you… for today”

Takes you into his eyes before you have to go

Alejandro

Soft, romantic dinner at the beach as the sun sets

The hue of the setting sun is a beautiful view

The soft glow of the candles highlights his features and you can’t help but feel warm and fuzzy on the inside

You didn’t pay as much attention to the food as you did to the warm caress of his hand on yours

Wanted to dance with you afterwards, oh, you can’t dance? Dw abt that he fs didn’t mind placing his hands on your hips guiding them, or sliding them down your lower back correcting your posture…

Phillip Graves

He had wanted to take you to a diner but it was closed

So instead he brought you home to his place and made you a nice meal

He’s being charming and flirting with you the entire time

With music playing in the background and smiling as you prepared dinner together

It is now your favorite thing to do together

Keegan

Took you out late at night to stargaze

While driving around in his car he let you pick the music

He was very relaxed when with you, open and warm

Observing you out of the corner of his eye and being attentive to your mannerisms and habits

Forget him looking at the stars, instead he’s admiring you

Fingers intertwining on the grassy field

König

Boyyy he’s nervous when the date is coming up

He would prob want to find out what you like first before picking out the place

Deep down if you let him he’d like to take you softly by the hand and show you his favorite hangout spots

One of y’all is a nerd which is how you end up at a museum

You find that he’s a bit of a nerd when he rambles about his hobbies, and it’s cute

His smiles that last long after you’ve left

Horangi

Goes all out

Takes you out to a nice, lavish restaurant

Beforehand, he had gifted you expensive clothing, shoes, and jewelry of your style to wear for the date

Since the first date, he made it a habit to give you a gift at the end of every date

You were prepared to split the bill but he did not let that happen

Will brag to anyone willing to listen about how he got to take a baddie out

Nikto

You didn’t even realize he it had been a date until he asked how you liked the “date”

“That was a date?” “Wasn’t it obvious?”

You assumed the three hours you spent watching him cook his specialty meal was just his way of being nice when you had asked him for dinner suggestions

He may seem stolid but there is tactfulness in his essence

Very respectful of you and not wanting to cross any boundaries