#time based installation

[accirax]

Valentine's Day is fast approaching on the set of DRDT... sounds like time for a sequel! 💕

[vaguely-concerned]

solas (via 'varric') providing textual acknowledgement that the team worry about rook a lot, even before the fade prison! enough so that he can tell from his brief peeks through the curtains of the blood magic window. (I have written out my thoughts around this before, of course, because even if you paid me to shut up i probably couldn't do it lol)

also in a somewhat related vein re: rook dealing with all the responsibility of leadership: the nuance in rook's expression in this much earlier conversation with bellara...

I think rook's expressions change quite a bit in how they come across depending on how you've constructed their face in a really interesting way, but there does seem to be a little bit more of an Edge to it in that second one huh lol. like is that a brief flash of bitterness? discomfort or guardedness over being Perceived against your will? sardonic amusement? a mix of all of these and more? pick whatever sets your brain on fire the most and go wild with it

[ask-obt]

…shouldn’t Rune’s accent be eastern?

Malachi: Most pokemon here have southeastern accents, because, well... they were raised in the southeast! So I guess it'd really just depend on where she was raised.

Rune: Pip pip, cheerio, it's chewed-day or whatever. Do I sound convincingly from around here yet?

// referenced post

[monkeyislandtwo]

my weed smoking girlfriends

[fagulaa]

im a grown ass man and im coming up with wolf 359 ocs. dont look at me

[miamaimania]

Enduring the Enclosure: Bea Camacho's 11-Hour Performance of 'Enclose' in 2005

[lelianaslefthand]

devil on my shoulder is telling me to start a new minecraft world bc im kinda getting bored of dai but i want to finish playing it before veilguard drops

[quietwingsinthesky]

very funny to me that even is very Not immortal. at best, their current age is fucky-wucky because getting stuck in a dimensional bubble and then unstuck via Shenanigans will do that to you. they don’t know how old they are but it’s probably older than they look, but they do know they aren’t going to live as long as either time lord in their life. and what im saying is that if there are Century Long Plots happening, even has to be dropped off at the end to wait like someone stuck at the bus stop to the apocalypse.

[smellpelt]

nooo I found our zoo tycoon disc with the marine and dino stuff on it but it has a big crack in it :(((

[djsangos]

a while back i kept getting ads about designer eyepatches over and over again to the point i complained at eight about it who apparently then told marina because the next time she came over took my phone and laptop worked some hacker magic then gave them back saying "you shouldnt be getting those ads anymore"

and i havent i havent gotten any ads anymore at all actually

but i still wonder how and why the advertisers decided the thing they should put in my face over and over again is eyepatches and not something id actually want

like more goldfish

but anyway are ads on tideblr really that fucking wild

[paper-mario-wiki]

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[flaynbestgirl]

thinkin about how ive seen edelstans say she doesnt want to get rid of nabateans completely but just dethrone them from power, even though she literally says in CF that she wants to "obliterate them"

[nyhne]

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[tojisun]

cw: messy smut & hand fetish

simon’s bird is a twitchy thing, buzzing about with tepid energy thrumming underneath your skin. he’d even catch you shifting around when you’re sitting still for too long, gaze dancing between objects as you try to tether yourself back to the conversation. it’s an adorable thing—it could be worrying on days when it splinters into a spiralling—but it has always been cute.

even cuter was the way that you’ll only stop when his hand clamps down on your thigh. you’ll twitch, blinking at his hold, before melting. you’ll never look away, your mind is quiet even for a moment, and for a while, simon thought that it was the touch that grounded you. that it was the weight of his hand that eases up your flighty thoughts, allowing you a reprieve.

it’s only after you moved in with him that he realizes that grounding you didn’t even need to be his touch because your mind stutters at the mere sight of his hands. and what a delight that realization was.

it came to him when he walked into the living room after being holed up in the garage, fixing up your car, only to see you freeze at seeing the way that oil tainted his fingertips, highlighting the ridges of his veins and the rough patches his scars. what he thought was a scrutiny of how dirty he’s gotten, ended up being a quiet thrum of your admiration.

it made him dizzy with elation—oh how adorable you are with your futile attempts to rip your eyes from his hands, unable to utter anything but a breathless gasp of his name. god, look how cute you are. how easy. falling apart at the mere sight of his hands.

he didn’t even need to touch you for your desire to burn hotter, your eyes always gravitated at the way he massaged them with lotion or cracked his knuckles. he doesn’t even have a thing for a hands but you’ve made him more conscious of it, almost like it is something pornographic.

so, naturally, he had to do something about it.

buying the full-length mirror and installing it in the bedroom was a hassle but simon loves it now.

“don’t look away,” he rumbles before curling his fingers and plunging them deeper in you. the wet squelch echoes in the room louder than his voice did, drawing out a hiccuped squeal from the base of your throat.

this isn’t even the first time that simon’s got you propped on his lap with your legs forced open by the spread of his thighs, but being fingered in front of the mirror really has you feeling shy, huh? you can’t even watch yourself properly, tending to run away from the sight by screwing your eyes close and tipping your chin low like by doing so, you could pretend that the mirror isn’t revealing every debauchery he’s making out of your pussy.

but god. you should see this—his hand is so soaked with your juices that it’s got it shining like a fucking glazed doughnut. it’s so messy as you drip onto him, your cunt spasming like the greedy hole that it is.

simon croons this to you, his other hand cupping your jaw to brush his thumb just over your kiss-swollen lips, coaxing you to open to your eyes. telling you to see how needy you really are—and even then, your pussy is more honest than you are being right now.

“c’mon, baby,” simon murmurs, twisting his fingers juuust right, making you keen, your legs jumping in your attempt to shut them close only for simon to knock them wide open again. “look at y’r cunt, love, makin’ my hand look all glossy.”

he huffs a laugh at the way your pussy clamps down on his fingers at hearing his words, your cunt betraying your stubborn self once more. truly what a naughty bird he’s got; acting all shy when you’re just as hungry as he is—

“isn’t that right, hun?”

simon thought that it’d take another coaxing, another curling of his fingers or maybe finally adding his pinky to stretch you even wider for his cock, but your resolve fizzled out fast. your tearful eyes peel open, blinking to adjust them to the light. they dance from the reflection of his face, meeting his eyes, before finally dragging down to where you’ve got your pussy spasming around his fingers at his beckoning nod.

he feels more than sees the moment you get a glimpse at what a beautiful sight you make.

“si—!” you gasp, reaching up to clamp down on the arm that he’s got around your chest. your hips begin to wiggle, almost like you desperately want to ride his hand, and oh, that thought makes simon’s cock jump from underneath his sweats.

“si, i’m cummin— i wanna— i’m—!”

he doubles his efforts, fucking his fingers in, nudging them along your walls, before fucking them out in a dizzying pace that has you screaming, your body tensing like a string being pulled taut. it is so messy now, each thrust of his hand meeting the fat lips of your cunt echo with a wet slap, and simon truly can’t wait to lap up at your juices left on his pruning fingers.

your nails bite his skin but he doesn’t even feel the prickles as your walls begin to spasm, your jaw dropping for a soundless scream, then—

an angry gush. your squirt hits the mirror, splattering so wildly, and simon swears he’s gone cross-eyed with his lust.

how beautiful you are, your body locking on his lap for a moment as you ride out your orgasm before falling limply into his embrace, your eyes staring faraway like he’s fried your brain with his fingers alone. he croons, pressing kisses on your sweaty temple, and carefully pulls his fingers out. you rumble, whining in overstimulation, and simon pets you in comfort.

he lifts his hand up—it is wet and his fingers have pruned—before immediately stuffing them in his mouth. he didn’t even notice the way you’ve been watching him until you squeak at seeing him desperately suck on his fingers.

simon flicks his eyes up to meet your gaze from the mirror and, even with a mouthful, he gives you a grin. you breathe in sharply, still shy but refusing to break the heated eye contact, and simon rumbles, pleased, because his cock is painfully hard. it is rutting along the cleft of your ass, leaking pre-, and it is very needy for the feeling of your pussy hotly swallowing all of him up.

[homeofthelonelywriter]

Pt. 2

Simon had never been so glad that the boys decided to stay on base and leave him alone in the dingy pub they usually went to after missions. After all, there was no way he could focus in on you, the way he was now if Johnny was talking his ear off.

You looked so pretty, sitting at the bar, nursing a fancy-looking cocktail, while scrolling through your phone. He couldn’t help but let his eyes trace over your figure, his fingers twitching with the need to touch you, grobe you, hold you. The moment you glanced at him over his shoulder, was the moment he knew you were going to be his.

For the rest of the evening, he watched you. Silently sipping his drink, he watched your every move, not taking his eyes off you even a second. Occasionally, he noticed you glancing at him, your eyes wide, lips slightly apart. He couldn’t decipher if you were curious or intimidated. And he couldn’t decide which he would prefer.

By the time he noticed you finishing your last drink, he already had a plan. He’d follow you home, take some time off, and just watch you. Learn your routine and use the time you were gone to install some cameras. He wanted - no needed - to keep you safe after all, right? So, he paid his tab and walked out of the pub, leaning against the wall, waiting for you to leave and ready to follow you.

A few moments later, the wooden door opened again and you walked out, looking a bit frazzled. Hurriedly, you looked around until your eyes met Simon’s. A look of relief washed over you and you quickly made your way over to him. Simon wasn’t sure whether he should leave or stay. He didn’t want you to know him just yet, after all.

Just as he pushed off the wall and started to walk in the other direction, did you call out to him. “Uhm, I’m sorry, Sir?” He stilled. Why the bloody hell were you talking to him?

Slowly, he turned around, just to come face to face with your coy smile. He raised an eyebrow, even if his heart was beating a mile an hour with your proximity. You closed the gap until you were only an arm’s length away, still smiling up at him.

“I-I’m sorry, I hope this isn’t too direct, but I wanted to ask if I could have your number? You’re really handsome and seem like a nice man. Of course, it’s okay if not, I don’t want to pressure you or anything. I-” He stopped you, holding out his hand. It took you a second to realize what he wanted, but when you did, you quickly, and clumsily, fished out your phone, unlocked it, and placed it in his hand.

Simon wasn’t sure how he kept his hand from shaking, especially when your fingers brushed against his. As nonchalantly as possible, he saved his number, called himself so he had yours as well, and handed you your phone back. You grinned and locked it, slipping it back into your bag. “Thank you…well…have a good night.”

You were about to turn around and walk away when he gently caught your elbow. “Wanna go eat something?” Surprised, you looked up at him, before nodding with a giant grin and following the big scary man.

And that’s the story of how you two met. At least, it’s Simon’s version. If one were to hear your version, the true one, one would know how Simon was blushing the entire time. How his hands were shaking so much, he almost dropped the phone, and how his hands were so sweaty, he had to dry them off on his jeans the entire evening.

A/N: Just a little something I wrote when I was actually supposed to be studying for my exam. Oops.

[lumenniveus]

Hey honey! Busy bees make sweet CC and this one is my most adorable so far.

Download: Merged: SFS | Google Drive ZIP: SFS | Google Drive

Hotfix for if the crib is not working DL HERE For some weird reason the crib throws routing errors randomly, so I made a copy that runs tuning as "custom" even if it's unedited. This is a band aid fix until I can figure out why it's doing this. Keep in mind that you can only have one version of the crib in at the same time!

More info below the 🐝🐝🐝

This set was made in a week. From concept doodles art, to modeling, over texturing, and then QA testing - and I am incredibly proud of it! This was so much fun!! (and I think my own joy shows in the pieces)

It is, again, Base Game Compatible and functional as can be. The dollhouse has a custom doll if you have the doll package installed. Check the catalog:

and a full preview of a room with everything in it:

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