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[oifaaa]

keep thinking about a conversation I had the other week with a friend, I was recommending hadestown since its my favourite musical to which my friend relied "oh I didn't know you'd seen it in person" I laughed and explained ive actually never seen any musicals live since I don't have the money (live theatre is expensive) this however made them go on a long rant about how you really have to see theatre live to really enjoy it and yada yada yada anyway it's nice to be reminded sometimes that I'm not the worst conversationalist out there

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━ 𝐑𝐮𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐇𝐚𝐬 𝐈𝐭 !

— pairing; vil schoenheit x ramshackle! reader

— summary; vil's dad thinks you're dating

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❋ It was supposed to be a casual outing; you’d managed to persuade Vil to accompany you to a new dessert place (with healthy, low-fat options, of course).

❋ You certainly weren’t expecting to have your face splashed across the front of a gossip magazine.

❋ The picture they’ve used is admittedly a nice one. Rather, it would be more accurate to say that Vil looks good. You, on the other hand, resemble a chipmunk, the way that you’re stuffing your mouth full with cake.

❋ But there’s a soft tenderness on Vil’s face as he watches you eat, the bright joy on your face, and he isn’t berating you for your poor manners as he normally would.

❋ The photo is adorable and genuinely sweet, revealing a side of Vil the public doesn’t often get to see. Naturally, fans go wild, and the press wastes no time speculating about your relationship with Vil.

❋ Vil takes it all in his stride when he sees the photos. While he’s used to media attention, he wasn’t expecting a moment like this to be captured with you, of all people. He thinks nothing of it at first and doesn’t mention it to anyone, expecting it to blow over in a week or so.

❋ It isn’t long before Vil’s own father catches wind of the juicy gossip. And Eric Venue studies the pictures with a raised brow. His son seems almost . . . Love-struck in that picture. It isn’t the poised, guarded side Vil normally displays for the media.

❋ And with a knowing smile, Eric decides to call his son, curiosity practically dripping from his voice. “When were you going to tell me about your lovely partner, son?”

❋ Vil had expected his father to offer advice on his recent casting roles, acting techniques, or perhaps a critique of his latest photoshoot . . . Not enquire about his personal life. Vil tenses, knowing exactly what his father is implying. "It’s nothing, Dad. Just a . . . Friend from school. You know how these magazines exaggerate things."

❋ Unfortunately for Vil, Eric doesn’t buy it.

❋ "Oh, come on now," Eric teases, amused. "I know that look. That’s not how you look at someone you’re just friends with."

❋ He’s seen Vil in countless roles, both real and on screen, and he can tell there’s something different about how his son looks at you. Something soft. Something real. Like he loves you.

❋ . . . Even if Vil himself isn’t aware of this yet.

[armysantiny]

-[chan; soft bf headcanon

P: Chan x gender neutral reader | G: fluff, headcanon | Inc: graphic designer!reader, getting together, friends to lovers, the rest of skz being (lovingly) fed up, date nights, late night walks | Wc: 503 | W: none iirc | R: G

My favourite single father of seven/j

Meeting Chan was almost fate, honestly

You’re a graphic designer and happen to love designing album covers

Stray Kids were finishing up an album and needed a graphic designer to help create the album covers

Lo and behold~

You and Chan meet!

Bonding during meeting after meeting while the creative process goes about working its magic

The bonding sessions turn into dropping by each other’s workspace

By which I mean you  visiting Chan’s studio pretty much every time you have a lunch break and bringing a snack with you

Which he greatly appreciates <3

Because he never leaves that room/j

The speed at which you two become best friends is impeccable

Very much a duo – especially the kind that are always seen hanging out together

The feelings start not too long after too

There is one problem though... you’re both oblivious

Painfully oblivious

Somehow you both can’t see that the other is head over heels, and it doesn’t take long for the rest of skz to start taking matters into their own hands

They love you, really, but the running around in circles is going to drive them a little mad

Just a little :D

They keep trying to bash hints over your heads

Which is ironic because the confession happens so quickly

Catches everyone off guard fr

The two of you are hanging out late and it gets blurted out

Cue quick discussion over what you want in a relationship and boom—

Y’all are a couple now! Everyone liked that

Chan being your boyfriend comes with seven other people because none of these men know what the meaning of the phrase personal space is

Baby I don’t make the rules here, this is just the truth

You take it in stride though, which Chan appreciates

Oh yeah, and this man is a hugger

A certified cuddler I’m telling you

I’m convinced he needs his arms around you for thirty minutes a day, every day, at least

Will have you sit in his lap while he works so he can get his daily y/n cuddles

Try to move and watch him whine I swear—

Do you not want his affection anymore??/j

Lmao but despite how busy the both of you are, date nights are wonderful

He plans dinner reservations on days you’re both free and refuses to listen to anyone asking him to work

Date nights are for the two of you and the two of you only <33

Walks hand-in-hand with you after dinner and you stop by a few stalls

If you happen to pass by an arcade, he’s gonna win you a plushie from the claw machine

Sure he spends a little too much on it, but it’s all good fun

Especially worth it to see your face when he does win a plushie

And sure, your friends are more than happy that you’re dating Chan

But they are a little jealous

Because who doesn’t want a relationship like yours

You lucky darling, you~

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Finally A Family Pose Pack (CurseForge, Free)

A friend needed poses for an adoption ceremony in a courtroom setting so I made this for her. I hope it will help you tell more detailed and heartwarming adoption stories in your own game. Enjoy!

WHAT'S INCLUDED

8 group poses (2-3 adults and an infant)

4 couple poses (adults)

5 single poses (adult)

Thumbnails and descriptions for all poses

Adoption certificate accessory

Gavel accessory & object (by Nyuska; their blog seems to have been deleted so I'm including these items)

WHAT YOU WILL NEED

Pose Player

Sim Teleporter

Pen (right & left)

Buyable Adoption Certificate (Optional) - Not needed for the poses but it does match the certificate used in this pose set so you might want this to display on the wall after

Courtroom (Optional) - You can build your own courtroom if you want but I did design these poses using this courtroom I built

HOW TO POSE

Check out my tutorial on Sims Community!

OTHER INFO

Please see included images for teleporter placements

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What Fate Decides [Taehyung x Reader] [Part 3]

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summary: You're a beta in love with your best friend, alpha Kim Taehyung. Except you know that you can never fulfill his dominating urges, so you draw a line between the two of you. Cherish his small kisses and embraces until an omega has to come along.

Until one day, you're not a beta anymore. Now, it's nearly impossible to resist the protective, endearing alpha in front of you.

pairing: taehyung x reader

chapter tags/warnings: angst, fluff, alpha/omega, a/b/o dynamics, best friends to lovers, slow burn ish, smut, mature, swearing

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The accident turned you into an omega.

Okay, that’s kind of a lie. You were a dormant omega, apparently, but now you’re a real one. Or something like that. In truth, your face had been pale, and though the doctor’s mouth was moving, nothing seemed to register. Finally, you had been comfortable with being a Beta. And then suddenly, the world shifts it’s axis, it being Wacky Wednesday or something, and you’re an Omega.

You release a wry laugh. What a joke. 

A joke, because you lost your best friend.

A joke, because you lost your freedom. 

A joke, because you feel as if you just lost everything. 

The door swings open to your studio, and you watch as Taehyung is fumbling outside your doorway, hands in his pockets, peeking up from you from under his bangs. Though you normally wouldn’t think anything of it as a beta, the omega side suddenly sees it as groveling. An alpha hunching over and submitting to his omega. 

Ha. Like you’re his omega. There are thousands of them lined up already, begging for his attention no doubt. Adding yourself to the list among the more experienced, and beautiful, ones is a waste of heartbreak. 

“Do you want to come in?” You hesitate, and his mouth twists as he straightens. He’s tall. 

No surprise there. The only surprise should be that your omega is reacting to his height.

“You’re not on suppressants,” he starts, forming into a mother hen. “You have to be on suppressants.” 

God, you can’t even tell how much time has passed since the accident and he’s already making a list, throwing you into the omega life. And besides, it’s been like a week after you discharged? He was there every day at the hospital, but now that you could walk without any issues, he disappeared? 

“I don’t want to be,” you protest. “Why do I have to? I’ve never—”

Oh. Right. Because you’re different now. You sigh at the thought of the mundane life escaping further from your grasp. “Do I have to, though? Is there no other option around it?” 

That makes Taehyung pause from the doorway, and he turns around. 

“There’s this thing,” he starts, swallowing. “Called scenting. And you have a scent that can draw Alphas—”

“But you smell, too,” you wrinkle your nose. “And nobody attacks you or anything—”

“It’s not safe,” he repeats, but there’s a layer underneath it. Dangerous. Possessive. Raw. He growls, and you melt in his arms. Into a puddle of arousal, with the slick gushing out of you and the way your gut is aching. 

“Omega,” he thunders, and something shifts. He’s inching closer, and in the next moment, Taehyung’s kissing your jaw. Groaning. Murmuring, Omega. Let me scent you.

And you tell him—Yes. And when his mouth covers your gland and sucks, you cry out and clutch his arms.

“Fuck,” Taehyung groans once more. His teeth scrape the back of your neck, where your gland is located, and you babble incoherent words. “Omega. You smell so good. Taste fucking delicious.” 

This is not a good idea. 

But it’s one that your heart wants. 

Taehyung knows he should contain himself. He has to be the alpha that helps his best friend find a suitable companion. But he can’t help but think that you’re his omega, no matter how much he attempts to think otherwise. He doesn’t want to ruin the dynamic he has with you, but goddamn, he’s attuned to every one of your movements. Like the way you’re curled up against him as the movie plays, legs on top of his own, and head leaning against his chest. There are small, barely audible throaty sounds coming from you as you watch the couple fight, clearly disliking it. And he can’t help but wonder how it feels to suck on your gland again until you’re smothered in his scent.

Then he can’t help but imagine you under him, knotted and preening. He already knows you’re vocal with your whimpers and sighs—and if you can’t stop squirming, he’ll pin you to the bed and bite your glands on your wrists… and rut into you. Fuck, he might not even be able to pull out to thrust back in. 

“Taehyung?” You murmur, eyes wide and innocent, most likely catching the way he stared at you. Like he wanted to devour you. 

In return, the alpha mumbles your name and rests his forehead on your shoulder. It’s hell, he thinks, jaw clenching. You’re wearing his hoodie and no shorts under it, and he’s breathing in your lavender scent, mind repeating: this is hell, but also what content is like. 

It’s insane, how much comfort you bring. You brought it as a beta, but you’re also bringing it as an omega. Taehyung kisses your cheek and embraces you, closing his eyes for a second. The fact that you’re alive and breathing under him—that is enough. It’s all he can ever ask of you, to just keep smiling at him. 

There are some things that changed about him. He started—and he knows that you noticed—calling you love, or baby. He buries his head in the crook of your neck constantly, making sure you smell like him and he you. Satisfaction thrums through Taehyung’s veins when he can smell himself on you. 

Knowing that scenting you earlier meant that you belonged to him. That all his members could smell who you belonged to. His Alpha loves it, too, instead of thrashing around and causing anxiety. Finally, his head quiets. No thoughts about coming home, taking care of you, making sure you’re well fed, rings through his mind. 

“I have something to tell you,” he blurts, and you glance up.

Fuck. He can’t take it anymore. Screw company guidelines. Screw what people thinks. He wants you. All of you.

You’re his happiness; there’s no doubt in his mind that fate put you together. 

“I love you,” he murmurs, placing your hand over his chest, directly where your heartbeat is. “You’re everything to me. My whole world. My—”

“Your omega?”

“My omega. Just like I’m yours, too.” 

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Oh hi! Say, I needed a silly audio from you to fluster my friend who just has the cutest lil' snort laugh, who also happens to have a big soft spot for Wally. Can you do one where Wally compliments you for your snort laugh? Thank you! I bet my friend would die tbh, but she's very cute when she does LOL

- Cee 🌈

Aww! <3 Well I can certainly try, I hope this helps! Much love!!💕 (I also tend to snort when I laugh, haha!)

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Subtitles, wally speaking: And so I looked at him and I said... Well... Why do they tell actors to 'break a leg?' Because every play has a cast! Ha ha ha ha! Isn't that a funny joke?? [Neighbor begins to laugh, making them snort a tad] oh?? Neighbor your laugh! Goodness.. I've never heard such an interesting and unique laugh before! No no no, don't try to hide it! It's wonderful.. Really! I enjoy it, if that's what your real laugh is like.. Then I'll have to tell you more jokes like that more often! No there's no need to be embarrassed, you don't have to hide anything from me! Especially not something so adorable! [pause] Oh come neighbor, let's be honest... You have one of the cutest laughs here! You sound adorable! Hey I will fight you on this, your laugh is amazing.. You don't need to be insecure about it! I love to hear it.. Afterall, laughter means you're happy right?? And I strive to make all my neighbors happy! Since your laugh is so adorable, I'll have to keep telling you jokes! Now... Let me think of another one!

[imyourbratzdoll]

I have an idea for Dean Winchester and one of Hugh Jackman's characters, Van Helsing.😘(If you have not seen it, go watch it, it's awesome!) Where you have been with the Winchesters for a long time and after Sam falls into the pit, Dean leaves Reader for Lisa. it's really sad and angsty at the beginning and begs him not to leave, he tells her to finally get her own life, is mean and thinks she's clingy and annoying and only tolerated her because of Sam being her friend. He does and is depressed and just wanted to die after. She meets Gabriel Van Helsing (modern version and descendant of the famous Vampire hunter and Gabriel the archangels true vessel) helps her get her life back together. Two years later she's engaged to Gabriel and meets Dean again at a bar. Maybe Dean is trying to be kind and sweet towards her but she's not interested in him anymore. Her fiancee gets involved. You can end it how you want! 😁

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summary - after sam falls into the pit, dean leaves you for another, and you end up being attacked by demons, leading you to your future husband.

warning - angst, swearing, happy ending.

the gif I use isn't mine, divider by @newlips and @firefly-graphics

“I don’t understand.” You stand there, gnawing on your bottom lip as you stare at the man you’ve known for quite some time, “You want me to go?” 

Dean groans, “Yes, Y/n. I don’t even know why you are still here. Sam is gone, and there’s nothing for you here.” He continues to stuff his things into his bag, not even glancing at you. 

“I have you… Don’t I? Why don’t you stay?” 

“Fucking hell! Do you not get that I don’t want to be around you anymore?! You’re not family! You’re not even my fucking friend! Do you not understand how fucking clingy and annoying you actually are?! But no, because Sam had to be your friend, it meant I had to fucking tolerate your existence. Get your own fucking life, Y/n. I don’t want you. No one wants you.” He sighs heavily, zipping his duffel bag up and slinging it onto his shoulder. “Now, if you excuse me. I have a beautiful woman waiting for me.” And with that, he leaves, leaving you alone. 

Hours had passed since Dean left you, and you slowly dragged yourself out of the motel and hopped on a bus, not caring where it took you. You had lost your best friend and someone you thought as family, and finding out they never cared about you hurt the most. You had landed in a secluded area, feeling unworthy of living near people. You didn’t know you were being followed too deep inside your head. 

“Well, well. Look what we have here, fellas!” You lift your head to see a few demons, and you know they are demons with how they had no care in hiding their black eyes. The man looked at you with a smirk, “Aww, did your boyfriend leave you? All alone with no protection. I’d say we have a treat.” They begin to get close, and even though you are at the point of wanting to give up, you know this isn’t the way you want to go out. You slowly stand, knives sliding down into your hands. “Oh, look! She’s going to try and fight us all on her own!” They laugh, and it seems to fuel the anger, the rage building inside you. 

The fight begins, and the demons all gang up on you as you try and fight your way around. You had started to grow tired, and just as you were about to throw a punch, someone jumped in. Taking down the demons so swiftly and elegantly. You barely had time to blink before bodies dropped, and he had turned to you, raising a brow as you held on tightly to your knives. “Are you alright?” You nod, still cautious. “I’m Gabriel Van Helsing. I mean no harm.” He puts his hands up as you nod, slowly inspecting him before you hold your hand out.

“Y/n.”

Two years had gone by, and you were now engaged to Gabriel. He had become home to you, helping you grieve for your lost friend and his brother, being there for you when you didn’t love yourself. You and Gabriel were celebrating the good news at your local bar, and when he had gone to get the drinks and food you had ordered, someone from your past decided to come over to say hi. “Y/n, hi.” You looked over, and your face had become pale at the sight of Dean standing beside you, wearing a sweet smile. “How have you been?” Why was he being so… Nice?

“Uh, I’ve been fine.” You smile awkwardly, beginning to feel uncomfortable as you start to look for your fiancee, you didn’t know why Dean had thought it was okay to come and talk to you like he didn’t rip your heart out, but you didn’t like it. “Did you… Need something?” 

He smiles, “I just thought we could catch up. I’ve missed you.” 

“Missed me? Did you forget what you said to me? What happened to you going back to Lisa?” You growl, growing more uncomfortable rapidly. 

“Uh, she… She left me. So, when I saw you, I saw a chance.” Dean smirks, but it disappears when he notices the ring that flashes on your left hand. “What’s that?”

You go to speak but are cut off. “That’s her engagement ring,” Gabriel says, placing the tray of food and drinks down before wrapping an arm around you and glaring at Dean. “I’m Gabriel, Gabriel Van Helsing.” Dean’s eyes widen slightly as he hears the name, knowing he’s literally sitting across a legend. “Now, if you don’t mind. My fiancee and I are trying to have a peaceful evening.” 

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Eldritch Tech Support 5

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It was the first time you'd been back to work after the whole calling the Exterminators thing. Your boss gave you an appropriate talk about your mental health and well-being but honestly sitting in your apartment or in Lytha's hospital room was starting to get real boring and wasn't doing you any favors.

"I'm good, really," you say.

"Well I've got something for you, should be pretty easy, but there are some time constraints," you boss' second head says as one of their three arms hands you the job file. "Gotta get it done by sundown so it's a bit of a rush job."

"Oh, that shouldn't be a problem."

"You're fine with werewolves and vampires?"

"Yeah, my sister and uncle are lycanthropes."

"Cool. Now go work, be safe, and whatever other platitudes," your boss says as they turn both heads back to their tasks at hand.

You gather you work kit for home visits and take one of the company cars to the address. You grab some of the gear you'll think you'll need and ring the buzzer for the apartment. There's always this weird nervous sinking feeling in your gut whenever you ring a bell. For some reason you're always worried that you're ringing the wrong bell.

"Who is it?"

You give your name and tell them you're with tech support.

"Oh! Great! Uh... Let me buzz you in, might take me a second, hold on."

You wait longer than you thought you'd have to for the door to open. When the door buzzer does finally sound you push in and climb the stairs to the apartment.

You get to the door to the apartment to find it still closed but there's some clawing sounds at the door. The job notes didn't mention anything about any pets, but that generally doesn't concern you. Eventually the door opens and you see a very dishelved man standing before you. His hair looks like he hasn't combed it in more than a decade, he hasn't slept in days, and his beard (which he shouldn't be growing) is very patchy in the worst way.

"Sorry about that, full moon is tonight, and I've been having a stressful day," he says with an awkward wave showing off a partially transformed hand-paw hybrid that would make it very hard to open doors. "My name's Vincent by the way."

You nod in understanding. Your sister had this happen a few times when the full moon landed right around her college finals. The stress made her partially transform before the sun set, which in turn made her more stressed. It was a vicious cycle.

"How can I help you today?" you ask.

Vincent leads you into his apartment that isn't the cleanest but it is a far cry from the worst apartment you've ever been in.

"I have a friend coming over to help me with the transformation. She's a vampire so I wanted to surprise her with the camera-mirror thing, whatever, and it only got delivered today, so I was trying to install it but it comes with all this dumb stuff that I didn't ask for, and the helpline wasn't very helpful, and it stressed me out and this happened," Vincent says as he holds up his hands, "which made it all very hard so I called you."

"I see," you say as you look over his purchase. Pretty standard stuff, also decently pricey. Actually Vincent got one of the highest end things. "What did you not want to get?"

"Well there's this artificial intelligence or something that is apparently always watching or listening, and if I'm putting this in my bathroom, I don't need that."

"I understand. You have two units though, is there somewhere else you wanted to install one? And did you want that one with all of the features or not?"

"No, no, no, I was going to put that one in the bedroom, but uh.... later. And again, not really up on the spying and constantly watching thing."

You nod in understanding. That's not really what this company is known for. They manufacture mirror replacements for vampires and others that might be cursed by mirror-dimension beings or are otherwise reflection compromised. Since the overlap between those beings and the very powerful, spying and keeping data on them would be a fast track to a terrible end, Arctine Industries makes lots of promises to not keep any data on their costumers from their products. But you can tell that Vincent isn't one to debate those points, he doesn't want the camera tracking and automatic features then you won't install those, simple enough.

"I can install these for you, no problem. It will take me a little bit. We can even put in a refund for you with Arctine for the pieces you don't want, but honestly it's mildly annoying and takes a while, so what I can do is have my company buy the tech from you at a reasonable price and you can have the money as early as tomorrow," you explain.

"Oh yeah, I think that would be better."

"Where should I start?"

"Oh... right... bathroom," Vincent says as he leads you to the bathroom. "Let me know if you need anything. I'm going to go... clean up the bedroom real quick."

You grab the equipment and move to the mirror. The tech seems complicated and a lot to people who might not be familiar with the stuff, and from the quick survey of Vincent's place he doesn't seem to be extremely tech savvy. (Funny how that works with werewolves who seem to always have some aversion to modern technology. You can't help but wonder if that's something in their nature. Maybe the moon just hates computers.)

It's simple to mount the few small cameras around the mirror, almost invisible. The hard part is wiring the cameras to the projector and screen that sits behind the mirror. It's very specific and a little technical if you want the projected image to sit on top of the mirror to simulate the reflection properly and everything.

By the time you're done Vincent has come back, possibly from cleaning up his bedroom. You're just testing out the cameras to make sure that they are working.

"Did I get some good stuff?" Vincent asks.

"You got the top of the line tech," you say as your reflection looks back at you.

"Oh good, I was worried I got some stuff that wasn't going to work," he says with a nervous little smile.

"Your friend will thank you," you tell him. "Here, you push here on the mirror to turn on the cameras or turn them off."

"Ok, good to know."

"Now, I can get started on the other mirror, and I should be done before sundown."

"Thanks! I really hope she likes this. Do you think she'll like it?" Vincent asks as he shows you to the bedroom.

"I think so," you say. You can kind of tell where this is going but you hope it stops before it gets there.

"I've never really tried to make any moves on a vampire or woman really," Vincent says as you start unboxing all the stuff for the mirror in the bedroom. Your face is starting to get flush. Is he really going to be divulging his sex life to you? "Sorry, this is probably too much, but I'm nervous and a little stressed as you can tell. And my last partner tried to use my wolf to kill people so I'm a little worried. Also my last two partners have been men so I'm a little out of practice when it comes to women."

Wow. He's just going right for it. Giving you all of his information and trauma. You've been in his apartment for an hour.

"I'm afraid I can't help you with relationships in general," you say. You feel like you have to share a little bit since he's standing there, watching you work (you hate it when people watch you work), with his sad wolf paws and sad demeanor. "My last relationship kind of fizzled out when they faked their death. They said it was to commit insurance fraud but I have a feeling like they mostly wanted to get away from me." Oh crap, now that you've started you can't stop yourself. "And there's someone that I like at work but it's all complicated and stuff."

"Oh, that's terrible. I feel your pain," Vincent says.

"But I think the trick to dating women is to not really think of them as any different than anyone else you want to date."

Vincent covers his face for a moment. "Yes, obviously. You're right, I'm being very dumb."

"You clearly care for them a great deal, and they are coming here to help you through the full moon so that has to mean something," you offer as you try to remount the mirror on the wall.

"Yeah, Ivory is something special. But she's only coming over because she doesn't have any clients." Vincent helps you lift the mirror.

You almost drop your side when he says the name. You know Lady Ivory, well know of her. She's one of the most influential vampires in the city. Her campaign to get elected to the Night Shore was something else, and that election was extremely bitter. You couldn't even vote in it (since you're not a vampire or are in any affiliated with the Night Shore) but you know the candidates and their ads. And Lady Ivory was a commanding, intimidating, powerful figure which is all before you take into account her vampire abilities.

And your sister had to stay with Lady Ivory for her Flensing Moon. You saw the vampire being calm, collected, and utterly in control after hosting a borderline feral werewolf during the height of their lycanthrope ritual. If he's trying to date that Lady Ivory then... well... you've got nothing.

"Well... uh... if Lady Ivory is coming here, for you, then I think... uh... not to presume too much but... she must like you enough to come here and help out," you say.

Vincent, after a few seconds to listen to what you had to say, visibly relaxes. "You're right. Thanks!"

"Is there anything else I can do for you?" you ask. You now really want to get out of here before Lady Ivory shows up to her almost-boyfriend's house. While it would make a great story around the water cooler, somehow you fear the Night Shore Vampire more than some of the old gods you've done jobs for. Lady Ivory is more... immediate.

"No, you've been a great help, thank you!"

You hastily gather your things. "We'll issue you a rebate soon, and we'll email you a survey if you could fill it out when you have a moment to let us know how our service was it would really help."

Vincent nodded as he followed you to the door. "Might not have time until after the full moon."

"Of course," you say as you let yourself out to save Vincent the struggle with the doorknob.

"And hey, these relationship problems are only as complicated as you make them."

You nod, thank Vincent, and leave the apartment.

As you leave the building a pale woman in jean shorts a tank top and a massive sun hat and sunglasses walks by. You feel a cold shiver as the Vampire Lady walked by you straight to Vincent's door. You can't believe you saw Lady Ivory dressed down. Holy shit.

You pack up the car and start heading back to the office when you get a phone call.

It was Lytha.

"Hey, I need you to come get me out of this stupid hospital bed," she says. Even though you saw her yesterday it's so nice to hear her voice. "It's been a week, I'm fine, and if I don't get a patty melt soon I'm going to jump out a window."

You promise to rescue her soon. Hopefully it won't be too complicated.

More of Vincent and Lady Ivory as side characters

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[3rdgymbros]

━ 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐅𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐬 𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐀 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐩𝐥𝐞!

— pairing; itoshi rin x reader  

— summary; in which itoshi rin’s mother and brother assume that you’re dating after the events of the u-20 match. set in the blue lock manager au.

— notes; please donate to my kofi if you like my content and wish to support me. reblogs and comments are appreciated !!

❋ You’ll do many things, but admitting to your parents that you’re cold when they’d told you to dress warmly isn’t one of them.

❋ Certainly, it’s not so bad when you’re running about, but the wet cold seeps into your thin shirt the moment you sit down to take a breather.

❋ Your body is tingling, going numb, and you realize then how chilly it is.

❋ And when it’s time for you to talk strategy with the team, your teeth are chattering so badly that you can’t even speak.

❋ Ego’s staring at you as though you’ve lost your mind, and as you find yourself wilting under the weight of his stare, a jacket hits you square in the face, and its owner is staring at you, his face as impassive as ever.

❋ “Hurry up.”

❋ You can’t quite tell if it’s “hurry up and wear this” or “hurry up and start talking”, but you don’t have it in you to ask.

❋ In fact, you could almost weep in gratitude as you pull on Rin’s jacket.

❋ Of course, it’s much too big for you. In fact, it looks as though you’re practically swimming in the voluminous fabric, and you have to roll up the sleeves so that you can use your hands, but the relief it provides you with is immediate.

❋ Your shivering stops, and wonder of wonders, you can even speak clearly.

❋ There’s a spring to your step as you walk out onto the field with everyone. Bundled up in Rin’s jacket, you’re warm and toasty, shielded from the frigid air. More than that, it smells like him too; something pleasantly light and cool.

❋ It suits him, you think, a smile playing across your lips.

❋ You do find it odd how Rin’s older brother is eyeing you critically from across the field, but you don’t think much about it.

❋ It’s your team against his, after all, and there’s bound to be some tensions here and there.

❋ But the final nail in the coffin happens when a reporter plucks up the courage to ask you about the ITOSHI emblazoned across the back of your jacket.

❋ “Rin gave it to me because I looked cold!” You say brightly, and you even point at him for emphasis.

❋ The flashing cameras going off just about blind him.

❋ Rin swears up and down to murder you.

❋ Later.

❋ When there are no cameras.

❋ No, wait.

❋ His mother is up in the stands, and she’s staring at you like the stars are hanging from your eyes, probably thrilled that her youngest son is being nice and making friends.

❋ She even flashes him a very unsubtle thumbs up, a sure sign of her approval.

❋ So he settles for silently seething and glaring at you instead.

❋ Though if looks could kill, you’d be flat on the floor by now.

[tsundere-isopods]

Please help me save my cat ~ Ko-fi link included

Edit: Thank every single one of you. I can't express how grateful I am to everyone who donated and reblogged.

Continued edit: Sebastian passed away on March 18th. The money that didn't go to vet bills has gone to his end of life care.

I genuinely think this might be the hardest post I will ever have to write. I have been trying to stay positive and keep hoping for the best, but I can't pretend like my cat isn't sick after this last week. And I am so scared. He's my best friend in the whole wide world. (As I tell him often "My sweetheart, my darling, my love, the light of my life, the wind beneath my winds and in my sails, I love you more than there are stars in the sky, fish in the sea, and atoms in the universe. I have never loved or will love anything more than I love you." Followed usually by "You absolute pest." or "Get up!")

I am apparently incapable of writing this in one go because I can't stop crying. Christ.

For the moment, there is an estimate of $1200 to do the biopsy on his liver (they need to confirm whether it is liver cancer before anything else). This includes ultrasound, x-rays, medications, and having it sent off to the lab. And I can't afford it. Plain and simple. So, I come asking for help. Because I don't want to lose my cat for being poor. It's not fair to him. He's 10, and I promised him that he'd be a fat cat in his late teens before we had to worry.

I don't want to make one of those donation posts where I can't give anything in return. Because I feel like I should show my gratitude somehow. I don't have the ability to draw or paint or anything like that. I have decent sewing skills, and I can write. It isn't much in terms of repayment, but it's all I can offer along with my eternal gratitude and a little bit longer with my best friend.

I have so many pictures of him (even some old ones from when I started this blog, if you can believe it. x x x x)

I am going to link my new Kofi page, and if you would like to donate through PayPal, please just message me. (I'm not comfortable sharing that because of dead naming.) I'm hoping I can offer 250-500 word stories for donors. (Possibly more. We can talk about details.)

For now, enjoy more recent picture of the Light of my Life, Sebastian.

[leyhunter]

It's looking like we're gonna be putting our dog down soon. I could write an entire essay about my emotions right now and tell you a hundred stories about her but my heart and my soul are too tired and so I've had almost no motivation or willpower to do much of anything productive.

I have no idea how much everything is going to cost altogether but I know it's gonna add financial pain to everything else. I'm trying to get through my current commission queue beforehand but if clients are willing to wait for me to get through this then I'm still willing to take commissions and work on them when I'm able.

Donations of course are always appreciated; I have a kofi where you can order a commission from me or just leave a tip.

https://ko-fi.com/leymotif

I'm constantly fluctuating between feeling numb and being overwhelmed with heartache. My partner and I are spending as much time with her as we can while we still have it.

The consultation with the vet is this Wednesday where they'll take a look at the old lady and we'll go over our options, but the rate at which she is declining is telling enough. I would guess we have about a week left with her depending on scheduling and what not. We'll find out and I'll update you all here when I know more.

This is Dot, by the way. She's a rescue and has been a beloved member of our small household for nine years. They estimated she was 4-6 when we first adopted her, which puts her at 13-15 years old now. When we first got her, she was skin and bones, so Dorothy Bones is her full name. Dorothy was my great grandmother's name.

Anyway thanks in advance and thank you to my friends and clients who have been so supportive and understanding, I'm insanely blessed to be able to do what I love and share it with everyone as of late. Spare a thought for Dot in her last days.

[mcalhenwrites]

Today is going so weird, and I want to celebrate half of it and cry about the other half. Things are either magnificent or terrible. The magnificent parts are all generally writing-related! One is that I got messaged from a friend that he bought my book! (THANK YOU IF YOU SEE THIS!)

Which, yesterday was funny? I overheard my roommate talking to someone in a chat about my book, so that might result in another sale...? Whoever it was, they seemed interested! (I couldn't hear their half, but they certainly kept asking questions my roommate had to answer, and I kept yelling into the room from the kitchen, "THE BOOK HAS A BLURB!") (Speaking of blurbs, the person who is a baker at the other location of the company I work for is a friend of my roommate's and that's how I heard about the job and ended up getting it, but she has heard my blurb and was interested in buying the book. Now we can't tell her the title/author bc it likely would be discovered by everyone I work with after that, and while I think my boss would not care if I wrote fic and erotica tbh, it's gonna be awkward when my coworkers find out all my goddamn interests and kinks. Most embarrassingly, it might be revealed I'm a massive KH fan... :P ) Anyhow. I also got another sub on Patreon, THANK YOU! And I realized just now I have 3 comments in my inbox on AO3. <3 So uh. Anyway, I checked my bank account before hitting the grocery store this morning, to see where I stand financially/how much to spend. (I need to also transfer some money out of checking and into my savings, like the royalty payments and a kofi donation.) I saw I had pending transactions, and I checked it, expecting it to be just my single work-related direct deposit. Only there was an extra amount of money - way more money - in a second transaction from my workplace. What? So I text my boss. At the grocery store, I find out that my boss tried to text me about covering today (someone at the other store is sick). Only I didn't get that text in the group chat! Weird. Anyway, it did get covered by someone else, but I'm on standby for tomorrow in the afternoon, will find out more later on if I need to cover. So I spend my morning scrambling to communicate rides, though my boss can pick me up if need be it sounds like. (May take her up on that if I go in tomorrow, and I got someone to pick me up Saturday too.) Then I find out why the weird pay thing... it is another employee's paycheck, gone into my account by accident. And since it's pretty much "my money"... it will now be counted as being paid ahead and taken out of future paychecks. So I had to make sure to budget for the next approximate 6 weeks until I start getting paid again. (With any hope, I'll have a few extra hours to add, and by the time the paycheck after next rolls around, I might actually have some money to add. Even if it is only a little.) It's just very stressful with my health right now, being what it is. I feel panicked at all times, I'm barely writing... I was supposed to start working on THC and Rascal to publish in the future, but now that just seems kind of like... a project for another month or year, at the rate things are going. I miss having time to do things. And while people might lecture me that I only work weekends and then some, the fact is that I'm spending a lot of days just recovering from my health. For all the posturing people do online about disabilities, they tend to not show that when they actually DEAL with disabilities. I'm lucky to have a few friends online and off who do understand, but so many people just go, "Well, as much as I talk about how stupid capitalism and the status quo are, and I care about disabilities and equality, you have no choice we all deal with this pull up them bootstraps!" Not worded that way, but too many people aren't very kind when confronted with a situation where they have to put their moral grandstanding to the test. :/ (Though a huge thank you to the ones who DO understand what I'm dealing with and who have been super kind about it.) Edit: Well, add "Patreon temporarily restricted my account until I verified my identity" to the fuckery of today. It is sorted, but uh. I didn't need that shit. WHAT IS MY FUCKING LUCK HONESTLY

[dcb-z]

tw sick animal/pet death

being the resident adult having to weigh the "are they comfortable? how much is unreasonable to pay for medical treatment for a disease with such a short life expectancy? what's the QoL going to look like with aggressive treatment?" questions with a pet is one of the worst experiences. you want to go everything you can but you have to be mature and understand that there comes a point where there's no benefit QoL-wise for what you're paying and you have to let go. i wish i were still a kid so i could just be upset with my parents feeling like they're not doing enough instead of feeling guilty at myself feeling like i should be doing more even though i know im doing way more for him than my parents ever would have

he's still alive but his breathing is distressed (70p/m sometimes) and he doesn't go in to the vet until tomorrow morning. he's still eating but during the day he only really wants to eat out of my hand. sometimes he'll play for a little bit. i don't think he's in pain but i know he can't be comfortable with the dyspnea. i don't know where to draw the line on "he's suffering and i need to make the final call" and "he's a little uncomfortable but still has time left with palliative care." i don't want him to hurt but i don't want to be without him either and im scared of calling it too soon and taking away years that he maybe could've lived.

i hate having this kind of responsibility on my shoulders because i love him and i want to do everything i can for him but it's super irresponsible to put myself into debt for a senior animal whose QoL is only going to decrease with aggressive care, especially since the stress of that care will exacerbate his disease. i hate being in this position and i wish he could just be fixed with pills. i wish i could just have a sign that would light up telling me when it's time to give up so i know im not making him suffer or taking his life too soon. i hate it i hate it i hate it

and i wish i didn't feel so gross asking for kofi donations since i haven't written in forever and i wish i didn't feel so gross when my friends offer to give me money. i haven't accepted it because she has a baby on the way and her husbands father is dying and i just can't accept a loan when they're going through that. but i really wish i could because the financial stress of a sick cat is awful

[satanicsanity]

hii! its me again! you do not underSTAND how incredibly excited i was when i saw you did my scenario. i love you so much and thank youuu!

i have another very interesting request from my best friend! i think it would be cute.

so, y/n is really interest in stranger things, and asks wally to watch it with them. wally doesnt exactly like the fact its horror and is TERRIFIED of the demogorgan, but he just tells y/n he loved it, but sometimes mumbles under his breath when scary scenes take place.

its alright if you dont have time to do this one, but it'd mean alot to me! thank you! <3

love you!

Awww!! You're so kind!! Thank youu!! ^^ I think I can do that for you, yeah! Haha!🩷🩷🩷 It may not be perfect but I hope you enjoy!!

Though I must admit I've never seen stranger things..-

‼️please go support wally's ACTUAL voice actor, @DaFrankiestein!🩷🩷🩷‼️

The art & characters used are by clown/party coffin!🩷Go support them and donate to their Kofi of you can!

Subtitles, Wally speaking: Well howdy neighbor! [slight pause, wally remembers neighbor's offer] oh! You wanted to watch a show with me! Well of course! I'd be honored! What's the show called?? [pause] Stranger things? Well that's a very odd name! It sounds interesting! Yes of course I'd love to watch it with you! [wally looks for the show on their TV] let's see.. Ah! Here we go! Walking in with no further judgment, let's see this! [A few moments later!] [scared wally undertones] ....uh...... Well! That was.. Um... Lovely, neighbor! What did I think! Oh!.. It was.. Um.. It was wonderful! Really! Just um... Wonderful! Uhh... Im- I think I'm going to.. Go outside for a minute! I hope you don't mind! No no, I loved it! It was wonderful! I- i especially.. Love that one scene!.. What was it- no no no!! Don't tell me again don't tell me again!! Yes you know the.. One I'm talking about, yes! Yes.. Wonderful.. Really, wonderful stuff!... I'll be right back!

[chrisemrysfics]

So I've been juggling multiple expenses that have been spread over months, so while in theory it's meant to help, and it did help, between those and food and some necessary expenses added, well I realized I have nothing to loose asking for a bit of help, and everything to gain for any little bit that could be given!

My Ko-fi is here, and you can use directly paypal here, although feel free to also consider Patreon to support my indie original writing!

I like to offer thank-you gifts in return for help, you can of course help without asking for a thank-you gifts, but I'm quite willing to do something as a thank-you!

What I can offer as thank-you gifts: writing short fics or from prompts, writing metas, writing based on a question (ex: a friend once asked about tips I would personally give as a writer), as well as card readings (guidance). If you think of anything else writing or spiritual that you might like as a gift, you can ask about it and I'll tell you if I can do it!

You can DM on chrismerysfics to ask about a thank-you gift, just provide a little screenshot of kofi/paypal/patreon to show it was you who donated or became a patron!

Note: you can find here a few "gift story" I did in the past, when I asked for help in similar ways (or just made gifts), you'll see a non-fiction gift and fandom gifts!

I'll keep open the "thank you gift in return" service all throughout June, although obviously, my Ko-fi, Patreon and Paypal are always open!

And if you can reblog for visibility, that would be great too ♥

[oceanictarot]

Hi I am very new to Tumblr so it may take me a little while to get in the swing of how things work here.

I am disabled and very unemployed ( and running out of money fast ) because of this I've been trying to get my small tarot reading business up and running but it's been really hard to find clients. A friend of mine recommended that I try to use Tumblr to promote it so I thought I would give it a try

I practice a very grounded therapeutic style of tarot reading. I try to put less of a focus on the spiritual aspect because I feel like it makes it more accessible.

I have a bachelor's in social science and throughout my life I have always loved working with people I have had several clients tell me I should be a therapist. I really try to focus on making a connection with my clients and helping them through the things they're dealing with.

As a reader I'm never going to make big promises to you about what your future holds for me tarot is a tool. Sometimes people know things but need an outside perspective to truly internalize and accept things that need to happen. Sometimes people need to be told off and sometimes people need reassurance.

Anyway if you're interested in Reading you can reach out to me through my email oceanictarot7@gmail.com

I also create tarot as well as other content on my tiktok. In less than 200 followers away from being able to go live which is something I really want to do. I used to do tarot live streams on other friends accounts where we would do one card pulls and chat. It was a lot of fun and I would really like to start doing it again

You can also find me on Kofi

I'm more than happy to answer any questions anybody has and also to just chat in general 😊