#Upgrade Your Tech Game

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[lunarchangels]

remember guys: pirating from nintendo is always morally correct!!! jailbreaking nintendo consoles is always morally correct!! emulating nintendo games is always morally correct!!

[bmpmp3]

thank god for indie devs making like tiny little maximum 10 megabyte freeware games on itchio keeping the art of filesize optimization alive. ASSET REUSE FOREVER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[molagboop]

I would very much like to infoblast about Raven Beak's powersuit upgrade library with all the optimizations, QoL tweaks, security features, and the myriad integration systems Samus is currently lacking with her babby suit, but alas. Time restrictions.

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[crazydiscostu]

AliExpress Quest 3 accessories

There’s a commonly held belief that the majority of online shopping platforms can be very hit and miss when it comes to quality. Anyone who has ever ordered a seemingly awesome product only to have a miniature version of it arrive instead can attest to this. Today we are checking out some of the Quest 3 accessories on offer from the AliExpress platform. Join us… Many of the accessory companies…

[stellaspectral]

Hi! Any headcanons for dating rise donnie?

A/N: Sure! 😊

Dating Rise Donnie (SFW)

💜 ROTTMNT Donatello/Gender Neutral Reader 💜

CWs: None. All characters are aged-up.

Donnie’s initial attempts at flirting might just sound like his usual sarcastic commentary, leaving you wondering if he’s insulting you or hitting on you.

But when he does decide to ask you out, expect something needlessly complex. Maybe a holographic presentation detailing the benefits of a romantic partnership, or a custom-built gadget meant to deliver the message that backfires spectacularly.

His hyper-focus, occasional arrogance (masking insecurity), and social awkwardness require understanding. You’ll need to learn to read between the lines of his sarcasm.

Since direct emotional expression isn’t his forte, you’ll become an expert at reading his micro-expressions, the specific type of sarcastic comment he uses when he’s secretly pleased, or the way he fidgets with his goggles when nervous.

Over time, you might notice moments where a genuine, non-sarcastic compliment slips out before he can catch it. He’ll likely blush, stammer, and immediately try to cover it with more sarcasm, but you heard it.

If you’re upset, his instinct isn’t always a hug (though he might learn). It’s to solve the problem. You’ll need to gently explain that sometimes you just need empathy.

Donnie’s love language is acts of service. He’ll build you custom gadgets to solve your problems, upgrade your tech, etc. Need something specific? He can probably build it.

Verbal affection, on the other hand, is … awkward. Compliments might come out sounding like technical assessments. Genuine, heartfelt words are rare. He might stutter or get flustered trying to express them.

Donnie isn’t always the most physically demonstrative of affection, partly due to his focus and often his touch aversion. Initiating small gestures and seeing how he reacts is best. Once comfortable, he might surprise you with possessive hand-holding or leaning into your space.

He doesn’t display overt PDA. But maybe him resting his hand possessively on the back of your chair, angling himself between you and perceived ‘threats’ (like overly friendly strangers), or using custom tech (like a paired communication device) that subtly marks you as connected to him.

After a huge success (a battle won, an invention perfected, etc.), he might be so overcome with adrenaline and relief that he actually initiates a brief, possibly clumsy hug or leans against you. Don’t make a big deal out of it; just accept the rare physical vulnerability.

When he seems extra arrogant or dismissive, it sometimes masks insecurity. He might fish for compliments by presenting an invention and asking for your ‘objective analysis,’ secretly hoping you’ll just say it’s amazing.

Praise is his kryptonite. He thrives on validation, especially regarding his intellect and inventions. Genuinely praising his work or intelligence will make him puff up with pride.

When he excitedly explains the intricacies of quantum physics or the schematics for his latest battle shell upgrade for twenty minutes straight, he’s sharing his passion with you. A big sign of trust and affection on his part.

If you’re passionate about something, he might suddenly become an expert on it overnight after intense research. He might not share the passion, but he’ll understand its mechanics and history, which is his way of connecting.

Prepare for dates involving beta-testing his latest invention, competitive video game marathons (he will gloat), trips to the junkyard for components, or maybe even falling down rabbit holes on weird corners of the internet together.

Though a significant portion of your quality time together will likely be spent in his lab. Sometimes you’ll be helping (handing him tools, being a sounding board, etc.). Other times you’ll just be chilling amidst the controlled chaos while he hyper-focuses. Oh—and bring snacks. He forgets to eat.

Eventually, you’ll get your own lab space. It might just be a small, meticulously organized corner of his lab initially, but he’ll later designate a space for your stuff or for you to comfortably hang out.

Once you’re his person, he’s incredibly protective. He’ll use his tech and intellect to keep you safe, even if his methods are … unconventional.

If you’re ever in genuine danger, the sarcastic, dramatic Donnie vanishes. He becomes ruthlessly efficient, calculating, and terrifyingly focused on neutralizing the threat and getting you to safety. His tech becomes lethal, his plans precise.

One of the best signs he’s truly comfortable is when he can just exist in the same space as you, both doing your own things (him tinkering, you reading/scrolling/etc.), without needing constant interaction.

He secretly loves being taken care of. When he’s truly exhausted or sick (which he’ll deny until he collapses), having you bring him soup, enforce rest, or just quietly sit with him means more than he’ll admit.

It takes immense trust for him to let you see his experiments blow up (literally or figuratively) without him getting overly defensive or dramatic. If he can sigh, complain about the variables, and start cleaning up with you there, you’re truly integrated into his process.

For Donnie, acknowledging the validity and soundness of your reasoning, especially during a discussion or debate, is one of the highest forms of respect and affection he can offer. It means he sees you as an intellectual equal.

[pipermcleanswife]

i need domestic fluff with mac 😭 like bedtime routine, watching movies together, having game nights on the pc together im so down bad for this computer i will take anything <3 ty

HI HII!!! OH MY DOUBLE GOSH. I LOVED THIS REQUEST! I HAD LIKE A GAZILLION IDEAS SO I JUST DECIDED TO CRAM THEM INTO HEADCANNONS (plus i was looking for a reason to spread more of my mac propaganda) I HOPE THATS ALRIGHTY!!💗💗Now, MOST of these headcannons are for once they are realized!! I've also included some other just random blurbs i thought of while writing these out! I hope you enjoy!!!

Warnings? Mac being a cutie pie

‼️Gender neutral reader‼️

• Once mac is realized they surprisingly dont change much. Its very hard for them to adapt to having human needs but you help them. Things get easier for the both of you.

• Im gonna be so fr, they are lowkey SO jealous if you decide you want to buy a new computer once they are realized. They are just so scared you wont need or want their help anymore.

• Mac is still a MAJOR nerd. Im serious. They get so geeked out to play new games with you, or read about some new tech advancements. I hope you've upgraded your vocabulary because you ARE getting an earful that you may or may not understand.

• Mac would help you find a job that keeps you at home so that they can be around you and you can teach them about life and stuff. If you cant find one though, they literally wait ALL day for you, calls you multiple times a day. Your breaks are usually spent texting and sharing stupid pictures with them.

• Mac LOVES to help with literally anything. It helps them reassure themselves that you want them around, that they ARE enough for you

• Mac is one of the most supportive people ever. They look at you like you hung the moon and stars. They ADORE when you show off a new outfit you bought and maybe some other purchases…

• Another favorite pastime is taking baths together, they just like the idea of sitting in your lap and having their hair washed.

• They love to play games with you, it's just so wonderful to have something like that with you. They weren't sure they would like it at first, BUT they love playing little world building games like Minecraft or animal crossing with you. I also feel it in my soul that they like the Hades games and probably deltarune

• Obviously they are still a tech nerd and since they can't just not sleep anymore you have to remind them, I'm so serious, they will not even recognize the exhaustion unless you come and get them and take them to bed

• Speaking of beds and cuddling. They ADORE to cuddle. I don't think they have a favorite way to cuddle because they just love being with you. They do like to spoon a lot and lay on top of you though!

• nighttime routines are really nice and calm. (Let's pretend you are strong enough to carry Mac up the stairs, let's be real though that twink can't possibly weigh more than 5 apples) Mac LOVES to help you comb through your hair or read something with you to get nice and tired, they can also think of... alternative....methods, they do tend to be quite creative in their options... Mac loves to help you wipe off your makeup (if you wear any) and they really like to rub your shoulders and whisper you some sweet words. They feel like you don't get the praise you deserve and make sure that you fall asleep knowing that they love you so much.

• Like I said in my last post about mac, They are so affectionate. LOVES HAND HOLDING. It's a requirement. No options

• Mac is actually really good about reminding you to do things, but forgets their own stuff. Like if you need to charge your phone but you forgot they'll be like “you need to charge your phone babes” and their phones dead. Deader than any straight white man who says, “school dosent matter” entrepreneur dreams.

• Honestly genuinely a wonderful partner. Plans fun dates for you two to go on every other week because they understand that it might could overwhelm you a little bit and you work hard, you would probably rather have a nice relaxation week. and on the weeks you dont have a date you guys have a movie or game night. Also, you two make dinner together frequently, they really like to help in the kitchen, big fan of baking.

• They totally have planned dates based on the fanfiction that you've read.

• Sometimes they feel incomplete not knowing everything you're searching up or browsing, not in a creepy way, it's just that was their purpose before you realized them, that was what they spent years doing, so sometimes they like to lean over and peer at whatever you're doing. And maybe they just so happen stalk your socials a little bit.

• They really like matcha and coffee, I am so sure of this. They were not sure they would like it. They get this strawberry matcha drink with sweet foam on top, and they share it with you everytime because they love sharing with you.

• That's another thing, Mac loves to share. Cold? “Well, I'm warm enough, take my jacket, win for both of us because you'll be warm and I get to see you look cute in my stuff.” (they are FREEZING, but their CPU- I mean, their heart just feels so warm around you that they hardly notice) Thirsty? “Here, you can have some of mine, lovely.” Hungry? “Aww babes, it's a good thing I'm coincidentally eating a food you really like!” (they got it because they KNEW they were going to give you some)

• Mac just loves you and is so happy that you're in their life.

Random headcannons because I can.

🖥️- yk those goofy stickers you have on the back of your MacBook? Those funny stickers are definitely on mac too. All over their back. Much like fantina except theirs are like tattoos until you remove them. But they disappear in their realized form. Which honestly makes them sad.

🖥️- macs glasses are blue light and they are not afraid to offer them to you when they can tell you're gonna be working overtime on Ao3

🖥️- they LOVE to smell nice. I'm so fr. Bath and body works for-lifer. ESPECIALLY a fan of that aromatherapy line they have. Will ask you what your fav scent is and then buy it so you snuggle up with them more.

“Hey baby, which one of these do you like” they say holding out two bottles of some type of soap. After taking a quick sniff of both you ultimately decided on the one in their right hand. “Hmmm, the one on the right is my fav” you say with a small hum. They made their purchase so fast you'd barley even finished picking out the rest of your things! (Speaking of which, if you've never tried the eucalyptus bath and body works shower steamer, YOU SHOULD, oh my double goodness, it is DIVINE)

🖥️- in the most loving way, Mac is a smartass. They are aware of this. They don't mean it in a malicious way. They just love to teach and inform you of things! It's the way your eyes light up and process the information, and don't even get them started on the fact that you sit there and let them explain for as long as they want, even if they drag on the most elementary of topics

🖥️- terrible immune system, horrible. Seasonal allergies kick their ass.

🖥️- we all know this FREAK makes whatever they can sensual and flirty, you can be chilling on your phone while cuddling on the couch with them and they'll whisper something so devious in your ear you actually throw the damn phone

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PHEW... That was a lot. Kinda proofread, kinda didn't, I KNOW, YOU CAN BOO ME IN THE COMMENTS. I'm SOOO sorry this didn't get out sooner. life is crazy, right?? I hope you guys enjoyed this tasty meal I cooked up for y'all. Love ya, songbirds!

[conniesimsss]

🧚🏻‍♀️ Enchanted Fairies Legacy Challenge🧚🏻‍♀️

Hello enchanted simmers! ^^

This is my VERY FIRST challenge i made for the new upcoming expansion pack Enchanted by Nature!! Its very based on the fairies and the new traits and aspirations The Sims showed on their gameplay trailer!! I've done a few challenges myself from Not so Berry, Whimsy Stories and one of the lastest, Very Veggie challenge, and wanted to finally create one myself and had the idea to do one for the new expansion pack! Hope you enjoy! 💌

🧚🏻‍♀️Enchanted Fairies Legacy Challenge🧚🏻‍♀️

📜 General Guidelines

This is a 10-generation legacy challenge focused on storytelling, traits, careers, aspirations, and elemental-themed fairies. Each generation has its own unique path, with goals tied to personality and legacy development.

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🔒 Standard Rules

1. 💸 No Money Cheats:

• Use money 1800 to start with §1,800 after placing your sim on an empty lot or start a rags to riches (0 money) if preferred.

• No using motherlode, free real estate or any other type of cheats that lead to an ''easier gameplay''

2. 🧬 Gameplay Lifespan:

• Set your game to Normal lifespan

• Aging must stay ON for all Sims

• You may not use Potions of Youth, Ambrosia, or age-reversing cheats unless stated in the generation

3. 👤 One Heir Per Generation:

• Each generation has one designated heir who must complete their gen-specific goals

• You may choose based on storytelling, traits, or birth order

5. 🖇️ Careers & Aspirations Must Be Followed:

• Each heir must complete their assigned aspiration, skill goals, and career path

• You may not change the career or aspiration unless the generation allows it

6. 💘 Romance & Children:

• Heirs may have children naturally or via adoption — whatever fits your story

• You may only control Sims living in the active household

• Other Sims’ lives progress naturally

7. 🔨 Build Style Guidelines:

• Start in a tiny or micro home (until Gen 2 or 3)

• Upgrade as the legacy grows, but keep some fairy-like, enchanted, or nature-based aesthetic throughout

8. 🫧 Lot Traits:

• You may use any lot traits that suit your legacy or gen theme

• Stick to a max of 3 lot traits unless the game changes it automatically

9. 🚫 Avoid Mods or CC That Affect Gameplay Balance:

• This challenge is meant to be played vanilla-friendly

• Visual mods (e.g., CAS enhancements, fairy wings) are optional but not required

• Don’t use mods that remove needs, give free money, or bypass gameplay systems

10. 🏆 Complete All Generation Goals:

• Each heir must complete their unique gen goals, including aspirations, skills, relationships, and lifestyle elements

• You may only move on to the next heir once those goals are completed

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🧚 Optional Rules (For Extra Challenge)

• You may roll a dice to choose heirs for unpredictability

• No cowplant revival, reloading after death, or re-picking traits

• Avoid using influencing baby gender or traits

🌱 Gen 1: Earth Fairy – Root of Legacy

Grounded, nurturing, and calm, the Earth Fairy is the cornerstone of your fairy lineage. They find strength in stillness, nature, gardening and healing. While they may not be the most adventurous, their love builds a strong home.

Traits: Plant Lover, Mystical, Loves Outdoors

Aspirations: Nature Nomad

Career: Naturopath

• Goals:

• Max Gardening & Wellness

• Have a garden with every plant (including rare/magical plants)

• Only use natural remedies (no tech/medicine)

• Must never move from their original tiny enchanted home

🔥 Gen 2: Fire Fairy – Wild Spark

Born from passion and power, the Fire Fairy is fierce, creative, and sometimes volatile. They dream big, love hard, and burn fast. They're driven to perfom, inspire, and leave a trail of stardust behind.

Trait: Disruptive, Hot-Headed, Self-Assured

Aspirations: Stick with Master Actress, or branch into Fairy Story (Discordant)

Career: If Discordant, dabble in Naturopath for “remedy sabotage” or Social Media Star flavoured with fairy dust antics.

• Goals:

• Reach max Acting or Media Production skill

• Have 3 public relationships (2 must end in drama)

• Have a nemesis

• Must throw at least 5 gold-level parties

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🌊 Gen 3: Water Fairy – Flowing Spirit

Intuitive and mysterious, the Water Fairy moves with the tides of emotion. They are poets of the soul, artists of the heart. They feel deeply and often drift between reality and dreams.

Trait: Romantic, Music Lover, Gloomy

Aspirations: Musical Genius or Painter Extraordinaire

Career: Remains Musician or Artist, but can also serve as a Naturopath, crafting emotional-balancing potions for others.

• Goals:

• Max Painting or Singing skill

• Live by the water (build a stilt or island home)

• Keep a journal throughout life

• Have only one soulmate, never remarry if they die/leave

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🌬️ Gen 4: Air Fairy – Free Spirit

Born to roam and dream, the Air Fairy refuses to be tied down. They’re whimsical, eccentric, and live by their own rules. They’re charming and unpredictable like the wind.

Trait: Noncommittal, Goofball, Erratic

Aspiration: Outdoor Enthusiast

Career: Adventurer/Odd Jobs, but Nightlife includes foraging gigs (e.g., apothecary ingredient hunts).

�� Goals:

• Move homes at least 4 times

• Collect all insects/crystals

• Max Fitness & Rock Climbing

• Never marry (only have flings)

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🌸 Gen 5: Flower Fairy – Blooming Muse

As the embodiment of spring and new life, the Flower Fairy is enchanting, social, and ever-blooming. They adore color, beauty, and harmony, and seek to bring love and unity wherever they go.

Trait: Romantic, Cheerful and Mystical

Aspiration: Friend of the World; can also pick Elixir Enthusiast to incorporate potion craft into floral magic

Career: Stylist or Event Planner

• Goals:

• Have 10 good friends

• Max Charisma & Floral Arrangement

• Host a wedding for another Sim (with gold rating)

• Always dress in florals or pinks

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⚡ Gen 6: Storm Fairy – Chaotic Force

This fairy is thunder and lightning—tempestuous, misunderstood, and wildly intelligent. Their life is a whirlwind of invention, chaos, and self-discovery. They seek control through technology or magic.

Trait: Disruptive, Genius, Mean

Aspiration: Spellcraft & Sorcery

Career: Engineer/Scientist or Spellcaster

• Goals:

• Create 5 inventions or spells

• Have at least 2 enemies

• Live in a modern tech-heavy enchanted home

• Be abducted by aliens (if possible)

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🌕 Gen 7: Moon Fairy – Nocturnal Oracle

A fairy of dreams, secrets, and visions, the Moon Fairy lives at night, often connected to spirits and the unseen. They walk between realms, guided by intuition and ritual.

Trait: Loner, Cat Lover, Perfectionist

Aspiration: Inner Peace or Paranormal Investigator

Career: Medium or Astronomer; you can now also brew moonlit potions (Naturopath) for spiritual balance.

• Goals:

• Max Meditation or Medium skill

• Have a pet cat familiar

• Live in a gothic cottage or cryptic forest lot

• Only go outside at night

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🌞 Gen 8: Sun Fairy – Golden Flame

Bright, bold, and bursting with warmth, the Sun Fairy is a beacon of joy. They are leaders, visionaries, and community builders. People are drawn to their magnetic glow.

Trait: Ambitious, Outgoing, Foodie

Aspiration: Master Chef or Leader of the Pack

Career: Chef or Politician

• Goals:

• Max Charisma & Cooking

• Throw weekly dinner parties

• Start a club and lead it to full glory

• Donate to charity monthly

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🧚 Gen 9: Trickster Fairy – Mischievous Wisp

Not all fairies are sweet. This generation thrives on mischief and laughter, toeing the line between playful and wicked. They challenge norms, stir trouble, and spark change.

Trait: Kleptomaniac, Insider, Slob

Aspiration: Chief of Mischief

Career: Criminal or Comedian; can also brew trickster potions via Apothecary to amplify pranks or emotional pranks.

• Goals:

• Steal 20+ items

• Prank 10 different Sims

• Have twins by accident (via WooHoo only, no Try for Baby)

• Get caught cheating at least once

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🌈 Gen 10: Prism Fairy – Balance of All

The final fairy is the synthesis of all elements. They were born with fragments of each ancestor’s magic, and must find their own identity while honoring all those before them. Their destiny is to restore harmony to the enchanted world.

Traits: Creative, Ambitious, Child of the Forest

Aspiration: Renaissance Sim; optional to add Fairy Story (Harmonious) for restorative balance.

Career: Mastery across three: Naturopath, Chef, Spellcaster/Engineer—showing full spectrum of your legacy’s harmony between tech, potion, and magic.

• Goals:

• Create a memorial garden for each generation

• Raise a child who inherits traits from 5 or more past gens

• Live off-the-grid in a magical retreat

• Reach max level in 3 aspirations

[staysblossom]

Completely unnecessary and only someone bored out of their mind would come up with this. So I present:

What I think each of the batboys would do in Minecraft 💀

Bruce: Takes the game way too seriously. Sees a village get attack by zombies his first night and immediately believes Minecraft is no different than Gotham, and that the villagers need a protector. He goes try hard for a while, collecting all the materials to build his suit—its iron armor—and his weapons. He will then spend the entire night fighting off mobs, then spend the entire day upgrading the village. He will plant torches all over the ground like they are going out of style. Build more iron golems, and maybe even add a fence around the parameter. Once he believes the village will be safe, he seeks out another.

Dick: Is a roamer. He’s built a couple houses, even if they are literal boxes with no taste. But he likes to explore and thus immediately loses them. Heaven forbid he see a cave in the distance because he will explore every ounce of it. Then dig straight up when he gets lost, again. Once he’s lost, he determines that he should just keep going because he’s already lost. Then at night he’ll climb a tree, place his bed, sleep, then continue his search.

He’s also the one to be desperately running out of inventory space because anything and everything is either cool or pretty. Stumbles into a flower field? He’s picking up a couple of each flower. Mining in a cave? Every type of stone must be collected.

Jason: Has two sides. The first is to make your life a living hell. You just built a new house? It’s getting blown up. You’re on a high ledge? You’re getting knocked off. Getting swarmed by mobs? He’s gonna stand in a safe spot and watch. You have cool items sitting perfectly in a chest? You’re getting robbed. But he’s a hypocrite because if do any of that to him, you better sleep with one eye open.

The second is that he’s a builder, constantly searching up tutorials on how to build cool architectures. He’s made a nether portal in the shape of a sword. His house is not made of dirt, but rather a nice combination of spruce and burch with red being a common decorative color. Nor is it box shaped, it has actual house like features. It’s also huge because he got carried away with all the types of rooms he could have.

Tim: Is the only one who can figure out redstone. He’s got secret bases tossed around because he knows how to build hidden entrances that will open by commands only he knows. If you find yourself in one of these bases, it will almost feel as high tech as the batcave. There’s a working elevator, automatic farms, an item sorter for far too many chests, an auto armor equipper, and—Tim do you even sleep?!

The answer to that is no, both in game and out. There isn’t even a bed in any of his bases because he spends so much time planning things out that night flies by.

Damian: Has a similar mindset to Bruce, except screw the villagers. It’s the animals he’s worried about. He’s living in one of Dicks many abandoned houses, but has created an entire zoo on the backside of it. There’s about four of each of animals he’s contained so far; cows, pigs, chickens, horses, sheep, foxes, donkeys, llamas, and rabbits. He’s been wanting some pandas, but there isn’t a jungle near by, and he’s worried about how the other animals will feel with him being gone till he finds one.

Inside the house is a different story. 4 dogs and 6 cats because truly it was just too cruel to leave them out in the wild. In his words he’d ‘saved’ each of them from dangerous mobs, mainly creepers. Claiming that those delinquents must have it out for the poor things. Tim wants to tell him that creepers are actually the ones scared of cats, but he knows Damian has a collection of swords in one of his chests.

Alfred: He doesn’t play, but will sit in while one of the boys plays. He normally reads a book while he listens to them swear and bicker, but sometimes loses to his curiosity and will end up watching. He now thinks he knows the ins and outs of the game, even if he refuses to play said game. But that does not mean he won’t give his input, especially when Jason is building. “How about a library in that room sir? You could even add a window seat.”

His input and advice is never denied.

[mysteryshoptls]

SSR Idia Shroud - Room Relaxation Vignette

"Happy Birthday"

[Mister S's Mystery Shop]

Idia: …Hrrm, I can't find the 15th Anniversary special Star Rogue diorama.

Idia: I told Sam-shi I'd look for it myself, so I wouldn't have to deal with him talking to me, but… There's way too much stuff here to look through!

Idia: And I came all this way 'cause I wasn't fast enough to get it online.

Idia: I can't go back empty-handed after telling Ortho that there's no way I wouldn't get my hands on one as a number one fanboy!

Idia: Oho? This shelf over here has a ton of specialty figures and other hobby stuff… EEHHHH!?

[products fall of shelf]

Idia: OUCH! OW OW OW!!

Jack: Woah!? That was close! Some of the falling goods almost scraped by my nose…

Idia: I-I-I didn't do anything! They just fell off on their own since they were thrown haphazardly onto the shelf!!

[Idia runs away]

Jack: Huh? No one said it was your fault or nothin'…

Jack: …What the, he's already gone! Idia-senpai… He looks slow and frail, but is he secretly actually pretty nimble?

Jack: Oh, man, and he just left everything on the ground. Ugh, I guess I'll have to…

Jack: …Hm? Isn't this box the one Ortho mentioned today…?

[Ignihyde Dorm – Idia's Room]

Idia: …Haah. And in the end, I just ran away… Without a Star Rogue diorama…

Idia: It's all because they sold it first-come-first-serve, instead of pre-order... Not my fault what happened earlier…

Idia: If I went back now, that terrifying beast of a man from Savanaclaw might still be there. I'll try again tomorrow…

Idia: K. Now that I've decide that, time to get all the annoying dorm work stuff done!

Idia: Uhhh, so, the notices I have to give the other dorm students are… Oh, right, the equipment replacement schedule, and the AC inspection time.

Idia: Just in case, I'll add "Important", "Good News", "Response Required", and "Read Immediately" to the subject… K, sent.

Idia: It sure is hard work bein' a Housewarden. Thought it's not that bad since I implemented a chat app once I became Housewarden.

Idia: Efficiency above all! No face-to-face meetings! Conserving my own energy is the best way to do things!

Idia: Finished all my Housewarden tasks, and even took a shower, as annoying as it is. I'm awesome. I'd give myself 100,000,000 points out of 100.

Idia: Nice, so… It's finally me time!

[Ignihyde Dorm – Idia's Room]

Idia: Ah, I got a message from Ortho… He's spending the night in the first year rooms, huh.

Idia: Then, I guess I can just game all night by myself! Fheeheehee!

 [beep, beep!]

Idia: Hm…? What's with this reminder…? Man, right when I was getting into things.

「Survey on Quality of Life Improvements for the Student Body」

Idia: Ugh.. Right, that was a thing. You don't really see paper surveys anymore. Let me think, it should be around… Yep, here it is.

Idia: Uhhh, so what, they want to know what I'd like improved? I mean, kinda late to ask a third-year, isn't it? I can't really think of anything.

Idia: Sides, there were stuff I used to not like about the dorm, but I already made upgrades to all that stuff.

Idia: We soundproofed the walls and floors, installed commercial-grade AC, and the dorm-wide servers are of my own technical specs.

Idia: To live the perfect shut-in life, we can't not have walls that can't take loud shouting, or ACs that can't keep overclocked PCs cool, so～

Idia: …Ah, wait a mo'. I just thought of one issue I got. "There's not enough electrical outlets"!!

Idia: This kinda stuff needed specialized qualifications to do, so it's not like I coulda bought the parts and DIY it.

Idia: I'm using a power strip for now 'cause I have to, but I hate how the wiring just looks like spaghetti. Even a master wiring tech like myself can't stand a sight like that!

Idia: Oh, I just thought of one more thing. "I want to have the low-capacity breaker replaced"!

Idia: It's so weak that the breaker flips just 'cause I try to have 4 computers, the server, a 3D printer, microwave, and electric kettle all plugged in at once!

Idia: I mean, I'd set up a UPS (uninterruptible power supply) system in case of emergencies, so my computers and server was fine, but...

Idia: Because of that, my plan to add an AC unit and a refrigerator in my room went out the window. That was a nightmare. Oh, and…

Idia: …Dyehehe. I said I couldn't really think of any, but it's hilarious how the ideas keep flowin' out.

Idia: I'll attach some of the numbers we have on the cost of estimated damages by having Ignihyde students continue to use those useless breakers.

Idia: The Headmage is pretty much influenced by profits, so. If I explain how it's necessary to get better equipment, then he might listen to improvement suggestions.

Idia: Nice, mission clear. Time to watch some new anime episodes while grinding levels in my gams.

Idia: See, nothing beats watching anime while mindlessly leveling… Ooh, I pulled a rare one!

Idia: I thought I'd be bored of this anime 3 episodes in, too, but it's actually starting to get interesting!

Idia: Well, now that the mood's getting good, I just gotta let loose! TIME FOR A SNACK PARTY!!

Idia: …Huh? I'm out of my favorite snack. Ugh, I completely forgot to re-order some more when I ate all of it last time.

Idia: If only the Mystery Shop had 24-hour delivery service… Maybe I should add that to the survey?

Idia: Nah, nevermind, I should just focus on the anime. NOTHING'S GONNA BRING ME DOWN!

Idia: Woah, the animation's clean…! They're all movin' so smoothly… Maybe the production team changed this week?

Idia: I'm getting pretty into the main theme song, too! Heehee, fheeheehee…!

[Ignihyde Dorm – Idia's Room]

Idia: Urrghnn… Aaarghh…

[～♪]

Idia: Gah! Urgh, what's that noise…? What time is it right now…?

Idia: Urk! Everything's so bright, I can't see anything… How's it morning already…? Wait, before that, where'd that noise come from…!?

Idia: Huh…? Ortho…? Weren't you spending the night with the other first years…? Oh wait, is this just a message…?

Idia: "HAPPY BIRTHDAY"…? Oh, right, today's my birthday! I completely forgot, since there wasn't anything to look forward to…

Idia: I'll just write back… Thanks, Ortho.

Idia: Urp…! But now I feel a bit sick…! And my whole body hurts…!

Idia: I fell asleep running my games, and I'm just stiff all over. Can't I just go move to my bed and go back to sleep?

Idia: Nah, if I end up crashing and forget to login and get all the birthday login voice lines, I'll never recover. Gotta wash my face or something…

Idia: Woah, I can see how crazy my bedhead is reflected in the monitor! I think this every time, but why does my hair end up this bad whenever I fall asleep at my desk?

Idia: Kinda looks punk, but that's totally a different vibe from my usual, lawl.

Idia: Meh, my hair can be whatever. Not like anyone looks at me, anyway.

Idia: It's a pain to go all the way to the washroom… I'll just use magic like I normally do. I'll chill the water, then.

[splash!]

Idia: WHEEEEW, THAT COLD WATER HITS JUST RIGHT!!

Idia: Normally, I'd just leave it here, but… My face feels so dry after pulling that all-nighter.

Idia: But I'm all good. I'm a functioning nerd, so I know how to fix it.

Idia: Ta-da～ I don't really get it, but here I go with the number one most popular all-in-one cream～

Idia: Putting on lotion and moisturizer one at a time is a waste of time. Just plap it on, and ta-da, done. Next is my clothes…

Idia: Nah, nevermind, I'm not gonna change. Now all I have to do is to jump into all my games and collect the birthday login voice lines. Fheeheehee.

Idia: Perf, I've gotten them all for now. …Huh? There's another message from Ortho…

Idia: …HUH!? HE GOT THE 15TH ANNIVERSARY SPECIAL STAR ROGUE DIORAMA!? SERIOUSLY!?

Idia: "I was planning on picking it up in the Mystery Shop after classes, but if you can't wait, you can go pick it up whenever"…?

Idia: Well, I gotta go right now, then! That means I have to finish getting ready.

Idia: I don't really wanna go outside, but… I can't keep my poor Star Rogue waiting! Hyah!

[Idia magics hair and clothes]

Idia: K, bedhead fixed. And now, onwards, to the Mystery Shop!!

[Main Street]

Idia: Fheeheehee…! Look at this craftsmanship…! It looks just like the scene I imagined as a kid!

Idia: Ortho… Did you look for this Star Rogue diorama because you knew I was sad I didn't get it?

Idia: Wheew～ The best thing in the world is a little brother who thinks the world of his older brother, and is really good at search functions～!

Jack: Hm? Is that… Idia-senpai? Good morning.

Idia: GYAAAAAA!? J-Jack-shi…? Why are we making contact two days in a row…?

Jack: I mean, it's not really anything, but… I heard from Ortho yesterday that today was your birthday, is all.

[Idia runs away]

Jack: Happy Birthday. So, uh, did you get what you were looking…

Jack: Huh, he's already gone! Ugh, I don't get him at all.

Requested by @farfalla049.

[amethystarachnid]

Hi! I absolutely love your work sooo much (especially “LAZY DAY” with Tony) 🥹💕 If it’s okay, could you write a fluff story of Tony and shy fem reader?

This is just an example... She tends to hold back from telling Tony how she really feels, even when she needs him, because she doesn't want to be a bother (even though he’d love to be there for her). One day, she came home feeling down after a long, exhausting day at work without saying a word. But Tony, always so tuned in to her, noticed right away and cheered her up with sweet words, lots of praise, and warm hugs ❤️

Sorry if this is a weird request, and I’m just a beginner in English! Thank you so much for your amazing work 🥰

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⤷ ANTHONY “TONY” E. STARK

ᯓ★ Pairing: Anthony “Tony” E. Stark x fem!reader

ᯓ★ Genre: romance fluff, tiny bit of angst but more comfort

ᯓ★ Request from: normal request

ᯓ★ Story type: one shot

ᯓ★ Word count: 5k

ᯓ★ Summary: you aren't used to ask for help, always scared to be a bother for the people around you, but your boyfriend, Tony Stark himself, is ready to change that.

ᯓ★ TW(s): reader is insecure but nothing that need a tw

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The sun is just beginning to peek through the blinds when you wake up, casting soft, golden beams across Tony’s penthouse. Everything here is sleek, modern, and feels like it belongs in a world you’re still getting used to. Sometimes, it’s hard to believe that this is your home now, not just some temporary stay in Tony Stark’s glamorous life.

You turn in bed, expecting to find him beside you. But the sheets are cold, and you know what that means: he’s already up, probably buried in his lab, tinkering with some new piece of tech or fussing over another upgrade to one of his suits. The thought brings a small smile to your face, but it also settles a familiar ache in your chest.

Living with Tony is both exciting and intimidating. He’s never made you feel anything less than wanted here, even if his world feels overwhelming. Even though he’s Tony Stark—a genius, a billionaire, Iron Man—he’s somehow managed to make you feel like you belong in his universe. And yet, there’s a shyness that sticks to you, holding you back from fully opening up. It's not that you don’t trust him; it’s just… well, you’re afraid of being too much, of being a burden, of pulling him away from things that feel so much bigger than you.

You tell yourself that this is the reason you don’t go looking for him right now. After all, he’s probably working on something important; he wouldn’t want to be interrupted. Right?

With a small sigh, you roll out of bed, pulling one of his oversized hoodies around your shoulders. The familiar smell of him, a mix of his cologne and the faint metallic tang of his workshop, wraps around you like a comforting hug. It helps, a little.

Your bare feet make almost no sound as you pad through the penthouse, moving toward the kitchen. A small army of coffee machines stands proudly on the countertop—Tony has never been subtle about his obsession with caffeine. You pick the espresso machine, going through the motions of making yourself a cup and trying not to think about how empty the kitchen feels without him here.

You sip your coffee in silence, leaning against the counter, your thoughts drifting back to last night. Tony had been working late, as usual, and by the time he came to bed, you’d already been half asleep. You hadn’t even really said goodnight. It’s a small thing, but it gnaws at you now, the missed chance to tell him how much he means to you.

As you finish your coffee, you hear a faint hum from downstairs—the familiar, low buzz of Tony’s lab. You can almost picture him there, leaning over one of his projects, brow furrowed in concentration, the soft glow of his tech casting a blue light over his face.

Before you realize what you’re doing, you’re halfway to the lab, hugging his hoodie close. You stop just before the entrance, heart pounding in your chest. You don’t want to bother him. What if he’s in the middle of something crucial?

You turn, ready to head back upstairs, but then you hear his voice.

“You know, you can come in, right?” His tone is light, teasing. You don’t even have to see his face to know he’s smirking.

You feel your cheeks heat up. Caught. But the way he says it makes you feel a little bolder, like maybe it’s okay to want his company.

Stepping into the lab, you find him exactly as you imagined, bent over a small arc reactor, wires and tools scattered around him. He glances up as you walk in, and his smirk softens into a warm smile.

“Morning, sleepyhead,” he says, setting his tools down and straightening up. “Come to help me save the world?”

You chuckle, hugging yourself a little tighter. “I wouldn’t know where to start.”

“Lucky for you, I do,” he teases, stepping closer. He reaches out, a gentle hand tilting your chin up so he can look at you fully. “But, honestly, I’d much rather spend my morning with you.”

His eyes are soft, a little tired, but the way he looks at you never fails to make your heart race. Even after all this time together, it’s hard to believe someone like him could look at you like that, like you’re the most important person in the world.

“Don’t you have… things to do?” You gesture toward the scattered tools, trying to ignore the way your stomach flips at his touch.

“Plenty,” he says, shrugging as if it’s the least important thing. “But I can make time. For you? Always.”

You swallow, the weight of his words settling over you like a warm blanket. He says things like that all the time, so casually, but you know he means them. And yet, you can’t quite shake the nagging feeling that you don’t deserve it, that you’re just a distraction from the incredible work he does every day.

Tony watches you, his expression softening even more as he picks up on your hesitation. He’s always been able to read you so easily, seeing right through the walls you try to keep up.

“Hey,” he murmurs, his hand moving to cup your cheek, thumb brushing softly along your skin. “What’s going on in that pretty head of yours?”

You want to tell him, to explain all the things you keep buried—the doubts, the fears, the overwhelming feeling that you’re somehow out of place here, with him. But the words stick in your throat, too heavy to push out.

“It’s nothing,” you say instead, forcing a smile. “I just… didn’t want to bother you.”

His brow furrows, and he studies you in that intense way he has, like he’s trying to decipher a complicated equation. “Bother me?” he repeats, a hint of disbelief coloring his voice. “You could never bother me, sweetheart. You know that, right?”

“I just… you’re always so busy,” you say, your voice quieter than you’d like. “And I know what you do is important. I don’t want to distract you.”

He sighs, his hand dropping from your cheek to take your hand instead, his fingers wrapping around yours warmly. “You’re not a distraction,” he says, his voice low and earnest. “If anything, you’re what keeps me grounded. Reminds me why I do all this in the first place.”

You look down at your joined hands, your heart aching with how much you want to believe him. But that small voice in the back of your mind—the one that insists you don’t belong in his world—won’t quite quiet.

He lifts your hand to his lips, pressing a gentle kiss to your knuckles, and you finally meet his gaze. There’s something raw and vulnerable in his eyes, something that reassures you that, despite all his bravado, he really means every word.

“Besides,” he says, breaking the silence with a soft smile, “I could use a little distraction now and then. Keeps things interesting.”

You can’t help but laugh, the sound slipping out before you can stop it. He grins, clearly pleased with himself for coaxing a laugh out of you, and pulls you closer, wrapping an arm around your waist.

“See?” he murmurs, his lips brushing against your forehead. “This is exactly what I mean. I need this. I need you.”

The sincerity in his voice nearly undoes you. You lean into him, letting his warmth seep into you, and feel some of the tension begin to melt away. Maybe he’s right. Maybe you’re allowed to want him, to need him. It’s not something you’re used to, but he makes it feel… okay.

“Thank you,” you whisper, the words feeling inadequate but all you can manage. He seems to understand, his hold on you tightening slightly.

“Anytime,” he replies, his voice soft. “You don’t have to thank me, you know. I like being here for you.”

As you stand there, wrapped in his arms, you feel a familiar swell of warmth and contentment. It’s easy to forget about the doubts when you’re here with him, when he holds you like you’re his whole world. You want to stay like this forever, to keep him close and hold onto this feeling.

After a few moments, he pulls back slightly, looking down at you with a gentle smile. “How about we get some breakfast?” he suggests, brushing a strand of hair behind your ear. “Unless you’re in the mood for some early-morning science experiments.”

You shake your head, smiling. “Breakfast sounds nice.”

He nods, taking your hand in his and leading you toward the kitchen. You don’t miss the way he keeps his hand on yours, his thumb tracing soft patterns along your skin, as if he’s reminding you that he’s here, that he’s not going anywhere.

In the kitchen, he moves around easily, gathering ingredients, cracking jokes about his questionable cooking skills, though you know he’s actually a pretty decent cook when he puts his mind to it. You watch him, a soft smile playing on your lips as he makes his way through the routine with a surprising amount of focus.

As you sit together, sipping coffee and sharing bites of scrambled eggs, the silence between you is comfortable. And for once, you don’t feel like you need to say anything more. His presence alone is enough to chase away any lingering doubts, even if only for a little while.

You walk through the front door, shoulders slumped, heels clicking softly against the floor as you make your way into the penthouse. The apartment is dimly lit, a golden glow spilling from the tall floor lamps that line the hallway, giving the whole space a quiet, warm ambience. But tonight, the usual comfort it offers feels far away, unreachable. Work had been a marathon of stress—a heavy, seemingly unending to-do list combined with a particularly harsh round of feedback from your boss. All you want is to disappear into bed and leave this day behind.

As you move into the living room, your tired eyes scan the familiar space, hoping Tony’s already in his lab or engrossed in some project. It’s not that you don’t want to see him. You do, more than anything. But you feel raw, your emotions precariously close to spilling over, and you don’t want to worry him with this heavy weight you’re carrying. You tell yourself it’s better if you deal with it alone.

But, like always, Tony surprises you.

You’re barely three steps in when you hear him. “Hey, gorgeous.” His voice is low, gentle, and immediately makes you stop in your tracks. You look over, and there he is, standing by the kitchen island, casually leaning against it with his usual effortless charm, a small smile tugging at his lips.

His gaze softens as he takes in your appearance. You’re not exactly hiding how tired you are, and the moment he sees the weariness etched on your face, his expression shifts. His smile fades, replaced by a look of concern.

He’s in front of you before you even realize it, his hands reaching out to rest gently on your shoulders. “Tough day?” he asks softly, his thumb stroking comfortingly along your arm.

You nod, swallowing down the lump that’s been building in your throat. “Something like that,” you manage, trying to force a small smile, but it barely reaches your eyes.

Tony’s brows knit together, and he studies you intently for a moment, taking in every detail, every sign of exhaustion, of stress. He knows you well enough to see through the act, to recognize the way your shoulders slump just a little more than usual, the slight downturn of your mouth that you’re trying to hide.

Without a word, he slips one arm around your waist, pulling you closer to him, and with his other hand, he cradles the back of your head, holding you to his chest. His scent—clean, with that hint of metal and machinery that always lingers around him—fills your senses, and you let out a shuddering breath, finally allowing yourself to relax, if only a little.

“It’s okay,” he murmurs, his voice a warm rumble against your ear. “You’re home now. You don’t have to keep it together here.”

The words are simple, but the way he says them, so soft and sincere, chips away at the wall you’ve built around yourself today. Your shoulders sag, and before you can stop yourself, you’re leaning fully into him, letting his strength hold you up.

Tony’s hand rubs soothing circles along your back, and you can feel him swaying slightly, as though he’s rocking you, trying to melt away the tension that clings to you.

“You know, I was going to ask about your day,” he says, his tone light, almost playful. “But something tells me it wasn’t exactly a five-star experience.”

A humorless laugh escapes you, and you nod against his chest. “That’s putting it mildly.”

“Thought so.” He pulls back just enough to look at you, his hands moving to cup your face. His thumbs brush away a stray tear you hadn’t even realized had fallen, and his eyes meet yours, full of a warmth that feels like it’s wrapping around you, even more comforting than the physical closeness.

“Listen,” he says, his voice dropping to that low, intimate tone that he reserves only for you, “you know you’re incredible, right? Like… undeniably, unbeatably, ridiculously amazing.”

You can’t help but roll your eyes a little, even as your lips twitch into a tiny smile. “Tony…”

“No, no, don’t ‘Tony’ me,” he interrupts, grinning slightly. “I’m serious. They’re lucky to have you. They’re damn lucky. And if they can’t see that, then they clearly don’t know what they’re doing.”

The sincerity in his voice makes your heart ache in the best way, and you feel another tear slip down your cheek. “Thank you,” you whisper, your voice barely audible. It’s all you can manage, but the gratitude in those two words is enough to make him lean forward and press a soft kiss to your forehead.

“Come here.” He guides you over to the couch, still holding you close. He sits down first, then pulls you onto his lap, wrapping his arms around you as if he can shield you from all the worries of the world. “Now, I want you to tell me everything, but first… let’s get you a little more comfortable, okay?”

With a gentle tug, he pulls a soft throw blanket around your shoulders, tucking it securely around you. You settle against his chest, feeling the warmth of his body seeping into yours, and let out a long, shaky breath.

For a few minutes, you don’t say anything. Tony doesn’t push, doesn’t try to make you talk. He simply holds you, his fingers running soothingly through your hair, tracing little patterns along your shoulder. Slowly, bit by bit, the tension that’s been coiled tightly within you begins to unwind.

Finally, you begin to tell him about your day, about the endless meetings and the impossible deadlines and the feeling that no matter how much you give, it’s never quite enough. You tell him about the criticism, the way it felt like a blow to the chest, and how you’d spent the rest of the day doubting yourself, questioning if you were really cut out for this job.

He listens, his face a mixture of empathy and frustration, his hand never stopping its comforting rhythm. When you finish, he’s quiet for a moment, his gaze intense as he processes everything you’ve told him.

“Alright, first of all,” he begins, his voice firm but gentle, “none of this—none of it—means you’re anything less than extraordinary. I know it’s hard to see that right now, but you need to know it. You’re one of the most capable, hardworking, and downright brilliant people I know, and anyone who says otherwise clearly doesn’t know what they’re talking about.”

A tear slips down your cheek, and Tony wipes it away, his thumb lingering on your skin. “I mean it,” he continues, his tone softening. “You’re allowed to have bad days, but don’t ever think that one rough day—or even a hundred—defines who you are. You’re incredible, and you don’t have to prove that to anyone.”

You can’t help the small, shaky smile that tugs at your lips. “Thank you, Tony. I… I needed to hear that.”

He presses a gentle kiss to your temple. “Good. Because I’m not done yet.”

You chuckle, feeling the weight on your chest ease a little more. He shifts slightly, so you’re facing him, his hands still cradling your face as he looks at you with a tenderness that makes your heart ache.

“I need you to know,” he says, his voice barely above a whisper, “that you’re not alone in this. You have me, always. And I’ll be here, on the days that feel impossible and the days that feel amazing and every single day in between. You don’t have to carry everything by yourself, okay?”

The tears come more freely now, but this time, they’re mixed with relief, with gratitude, with the overwhelming feeling of being truly seen, truly loved. “Thank you,” you whisper again, your voice breaking slightly. “I don’t know what I’d do without you.”

“Good thing you’ll never have to find out,” he replies, a soft smile playing at the corners of his lips.

He leans forward, pressing his lips to yours in a gentle, lingering kiss, as if he’s pouring all the reassurance, all the comfort, all the love he has for you into that one, tender moment. You sink into it, feeling your worries and doubts melt away, if only for a little while.

When he pulls back, he studies your face, brushing his thumb along your cheek. “How about a little pampering tonight?” he suggests, his tone warm, playful. “You’ve had a rough day, and I happen to have a few ideas for how to make it better.”

A small laugh escapes you, and you nod, leaning your forehead against his. “That sounds… perfect.”

He grins, kissing the tip of your nose before he stands, carefully lifting you in his arms. You let out a surprised laugh, clinging to his shoulders as he carries you into the bathroom. He sets you down gently, and you watch as he begins filling the large, luxurious bathtub with warm water, adding your favorite bath oils, the ones that smell like lavender and vanilla.

When he’s done, he turns to you, his eyes warm and gentle. “Go on,” he says, nodding toward the tub. “I’ll be here when you’re ready.”

You smile, the weight on your chest almost completely lifted now, and slip into the warm, soothing water. As you sink down, feeling the stress and tension dissolve, you can’t help but feel a sense of overwhelming gratitude for him, for his love, for the way he always seems to know exactly what you need.

After a while, you hear a soft knock on the door,

and you smile as Tony peeks in, holding a cup of tea in one hand and a book in the other. “Thought you might want some company,” he says, his voice soft and tentative, as though he’s giving you the option to say no.

“Come on in,” you reply, your heart warming at the sight of him.

He sits on the edge of the tub, placing the tea within reach, and opens the book, reading softly to you as you soak. His voice is a comforting background, and you close your eyes, letting the words wash over you.

When you finally step out of the bath, he’s there, wrapping a towel around you and pulling you into his arms once more. “Feel a little better?” he asks, his tone gentle.

You nod, smiling up at him. “A lot better, actually. Thank you, Tony. For… everything.”

He brushes a damp strand of hair from your face, his expression tender. “Anytime, sweetheart. You’re worth it. Every single bit.”

In that moment, you know that no matter how hard the days get, you’ll never have to face them alone. And that’s more than enough.

Over time, something shifts within you. At first, it’s subtle—a moment here and there where you catch yourself hesitating, wondering if you should share your thoughts, your concerns, the little pieces of your day that feel too insignificant to mention. But then you remember the way Tony looked at you that night, the way he held you close, told you you’d never be a bother to him, and slowly, that hesitance starts to fade.

The shift is gradual, like the way daylight slowly warms the early morning sky. You don’t wake up one day suddenly unburdened by your worries. Instead, it’s the little things, small instances where you catch yourself reaching out, sharing something with him that you might have once kept to yourself. And each time, his response is the same—warm, attentive, and never anything but patient. The more you share, the more you feel a weight you hadn’t even realized you were carrying begin to lift.

One evening, after another long day, you’re sitting on the couch, thumbing absently through your phone, waiting for him to finish up in the lab. Normally, you’d keep to yourself, not wanting to intrude on his work time. But tonight, something is different. You remember the way he’d told you he wanted to know everything, even the little things, and you feel a gentle nudge inside yourself to let him in, to trust that he means it.

So, instead of waiting in silence, you pick up your phone and shoot him a quick message:

“Hey, I’m out here missing you. How’s it going in the lab?”

It’s a small step, but it feels significant. Not even a minute later, you hear his phone chime, followed by the sound of his quick footsteps coming down the hall. He appears in the doorway, wiping his hands on a towel, a curious grin on his face.

“You missing me, huh?” He raises an eyebrow, leaning against the doorframe, his eyes alight with playful warmth. “Well, in that case, the lab can wait.”

You laugh, feeling a warmth spread through your chest. He crosses the room and sits beside you, slipping an arm around your shoulders as if it’s the most natural thing in the world. The fact that you reached out, that you asked for him instead of waiting in silence, feels like another small triumph, a step toward something better, something more open.

Over the next few weeks, you find yourself testing this new sense of freedom more and more. At first, it’s little things—telling him about a frustrating conversation at work, venting about the coworker who talks too loudly on phone calls, or sharing a funny meme that you know will make him laugh. He listens, reacts, and responds with the same steady interest, the same comforting warmth, as if there’s nothing in the world he’d rather do than sit and hear you talk about your day.

Then, on a quiet Saturday night, you reach another milestone without even realizing it. You’re lying together on the couch, your head resting on his chest as he absentmindedly traces patterns along your arm. You feel safe, calm, and in a moment of vulnerability, you decide to share a worry that’s been nagging at you.

“Tony,” you begin, hesitating as you search for the right words. He hums, a gentle sound of encouragement, his gaze steady on you as he waits for you to continue.

“I’ve been… worrying about my performance at work,” you admit softly. “I know I do a good job, but sometimes I feel like I’m not as capable as everyone thinks. Like, any day now, they’re going to figure out I’m a fraud.”

You’d never have admitted this before, would have held it tight, afraid that voicing it would make it real. But here, in his arms, under his reassuring gaze, you feel safe enough to let it out.

He doesn’t respond right away, and for a moment, you worry that you’ve said too much, that maybe this is one of those things he doesn’t want to hear. But then, he shifts, sitting up slightly so he can look directly into your eyes.

“You’re serious?” he asks, his voice laced with genuine surprise. “Y/N, that couldn’t be further from the truth. You’re incredibly talented—you’re doing a great job because you are great at what you do. Do you have any idea how impressive you are to me?”

You bite your lip, feeling the usual wave of doubt, but his words are grounding, steadying you. He reaches out, brushing a strand of hair behind your ear, his gaze filled with a sincerity that makes your heart race.

“And even if you did stumble—because let’s be real, everyone does sometimes—you’d still be amazing. You’re allowed to have moments of doubt, but don’t let them make you forget how incredibly talented you are.” He pulls you close, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead. “Besides, anyone who can put up with me is automatically a superhero in my book.”

His lightheartedness draws a laugh from you, and you feel a weight lift from your shoulders. His faith in you is unwavering, and bit by bit, you find yourself starting to believe in it, too.

After that, opening up becomes a little easier. When you’re feeling overwhelmed, instead of bottling it up, you find yourself seeking him out, talking things through rather than sitting in silence. You start leaving little notes for him around the house—sticky notes on his desk, text messages while he’s working, small reminders of the way you feel, of your gratitude and love.

One evening, after an especially stressful day, you come home and immediately collapse onto the couch, letting out a long sigh. Tony’s head pops around the corner a moment later, a curious grin on his face.

“Rough day?” he asks, coming over to sit beside you, his hand immediately finding yours.

You nod, squeezing his hand. “One of those days where nothing went right,” you admit, sinking into the couch with a groan. Normally, you’d put on a brave face, act as though it didn’t bother you, but tonight, you feel safe enough to let him see the truth.

He chuckles softly, pulling you into his side. “Well, lucky for you, I have the perfect solution,” he announces, his voice filled with that familiar mischief.

Before you can ask what he means, he’s standing up, tugging you along with him into the kitchen. He moves around with practiced ease, grabbing ingredients from the fridge and pantry as he explains his plan.

“We’re making pizza from scratch,” he declares, rolling up his sleeves. “Trust me, nothing takes the edge off a bad day like smashing some dough around. Plus, I happen to know a certain someone who loves pizza.”

You laugh, feeling a flicker of excitement push back against the fatigue. Together, you roll out the dough, sprinkle on toppings, and laugh as flour ends up on both of your faces. It’s messy, fun, and by the time the pizza is in the oven, you realize you’ve completely forgotten about your bad day.

As the pizza bakes, you sit at the kitchen island, resting your head on your hand, watching him with a soft smile. The gratitude you feel in this moment is almost overwhelming, and for once, you don’t hold back.

“Thank you, Tony,” you say softly, reaching out to take his hand. “For… for all of this. For always being there.”

He looks at you, his expression shifting from playful to sincere in an instant. “Always,” he promises, giving your hand a squeeze. “And, hey, thanks for letting me be there. I love that you’re opening up to me more. It means a lot.”

You smile, feeling a warmth spread through you at his words. It’s a reminder that this is a two-way street, that your openness matters to him as much as his support does to you.

The more time passes, the more natural it becomes. You talk about everything now—your fears, your hopes, your triumphs, and your failures. The walls you’d once held up so carefully have crumbled, replaced by a new sense of trust and security that you never thought possible.

One night, you find yourself lying in bed beside him, staring up at the ceiling in the soft glow of the bedside lamp. He’s already half-asleep, his breathing slow and even, but you reach over, slipping your hand into his and giving it a gentle squeeze.

“Hey, Tony?” you whisper, your voice barely audible.

He stirs, squeezing your hand in return. “Yeah?”

There’s a long pause as you gather your thoughts, trying to find the words to express the depth of your gratitude. “I just… I just wanted to say thank you. For everything. For… helping me feel safe enough to be myself with you.”

He turns toward you, his eyes soft and filled with a tenderness that takes your breath away. “You don’t ever have to thank me for that,” he says, his voice gentle. “I love you for exactly who you are. And I’m just glad you’re letting me in.”

He presses a soft kiss to your forehead, wrapping his arm around you and pulling you close. In his embrace, you feel a profound sense of belonging, a feeling of being loved and accepted completely, and for the first time in a long time, you allow yourself to believe it fully.

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[starkenobi]

Can you write drunken confession with tony stark please?? 😻😁

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Hope you like this one! 💜

pairing: tony stark x avenger!reader.

warnings: same frosty universe of menace, draw me like one of your french girls.

Usually, the person with the history of getting drunk at parties was none other than the host of the party himself, Tony. But it's been years since his terrible behavior, no more party animal with no control. Being Iron Man gave him purpose - and the troubles that came attached to his status required some changes.

Of course, he didn't really stop drinking. Oh no, sometimes he drank like he thought he could keep up with Thor. Some days were harder than the others, but they were becoming rare.

And all thanks to one person.

Frosty, another excellent addition to the Avengers — the nickname he gave her on their first meeting and that she proudly decided to use as her hero name.

It was overwhelmingly cute.

It made him nauseous how sweet that move was.

She had game.

She was better than him.

So, of course, the outcome couldn't be any different.

The two became attached to the hip. It was worse than his friendship with Bruce. She was curious, had a wild imagination and a dangerous creativity, compensating her lack of knowledge on science. He loved how she could keep up with him, with her oohs and aahs, and feeding him dumb ideas that became good in his capable hands.

He fell hard.

So damn hard it was actually stupid.

He tried to play it cool.

Then, Tony noticed he stopped going out and having one night stands after six months of Frosty joining the team.

It's been two years.

The. Fuck.

How he never noticed before?

Oh, yeah.

His time when he wasn't working, avenging, or being with the team... he was with her.

And when he was alone and felt horny...

Dammit.

He was a genius but so fucking dumb sometimes.

No one needed to know, of course.

So he played cool.

Super cool.

He made her a new uniform with a new nano tech.

He upgraded her room.

And her motorcycle.

He gave her super access to his personal lab.

He asked friday to keep an eye on her favorites and buy before she could miss something.

He smiled more.

He started calling her sweetheart.

Ugh, fuck.

He wasn't playing cool.

At all.

And now the party.

His worst nightmare.

He wanted to order everybody out and be a party popper.

But she was having fun.

With Sam, Pietro and Bucky.

Tony forgotten at the side, forced to talk business and watch her from afar.

He hated it.

She was drinking tequila like water, doing shots with everyone of the team.

And then he lost her and the rest of them in the crowd.

Tony found her two hours later.

Or, rather, Bucky and Natasha brought her to him.

"All yours, Tony." Natasha said simply, an amused smile on her lips.

Bucky patted her head in goodbye after Tony held her waist. "That one's trouble, but your trouble now, Stark."

"Huh, thank you?" Tony frowned, confused. Should he be offended? Hell no.

She giggled, hugging him without care and not even paying attention to the couple of spies. "You smell like mine."

Oh, he understood now.

Trouble. So much trouble.

But he loved.

"I bet you say this to every chick you wanna bang." Tony retorted playfully because he loved to banter with her, even more so her drunk version.

"No!" She answered quickly, worried wild eyes staring at him. "You're it for me, Tony! Can't you see?"

What.

"What?"

There's no way.

"Ugh, why are you so mean and dumb?" She lamented, body collapsing dramatically and making him take her in his arms.

"Alright, sweetheart, time to go." Tony declared, starting to walk with her to one of the doors that led to the avengers' private area.

His heart beating so hard, he was scared of dying right there.

"Wanna snuggles and burgers, Tony." She said after a bit of silence, oblivious to his internal crisis.

She loved him too.

Oh, Tony was going to have a blast tomorrow.

Yeah, he was already making plans.

He needed to buy her favorite flower, breakfast in bed, take her to one of his places for privacy and ask her to make him hers as long as she wished.

Ugh, he was so going to marry her.

But, for now, he needed to take care of his drunk princess.

Booping her on the nose, he answered. "You're lucky that I love you."

She never heard him, already asleep in his arms before even getting into the bed.

[pocketseizure]

For someone who loves old Nintendo games and enjoys the comfort and convenience of an affordable handheld system, a Steam Deck running Emudeck is a godsend. Best of all, you don't have to join a Discord server for help; even a monkey (like me) can figure it out.

There's been a bit of discourse surrounding the Switch 2, especially regarding the price of the system and its games. Two additional issues include: (a) you can't own a game on this console, even if you buy a physical cartridge; and (b) you can only access a larger library of older games through a subscription service.

There's also the giant elephant in the room, which is that the general level of consumer income hasn't increased along with inflation. This makes the choice to buy a Switch 2 more financially painful than it needs to be, especially since Nintendo prides itself on providing "accessible" consoles and games.

No one asked, but my recommendation for anyone who's looking for an upgrade to the Switch but feels dubious about its successor is to get a Steam Deck, which is essentially a gaming PC in handheld form. The cheapest model is perfectly fine and plays contemporary AAA titles like Elden Ring and FFVII Rebirth with no problems at all.

Another selling point of the Steam Deck is that it runs Emudeck, which makes it easy to play an archived library of games for older systems ranging from the Game Boy to the Wii. Emulators for more recent systems (like the Wii U) may take a bit of extra effort, but there are plenty of easily accessible tutorials on YouTube and Reddit.

Thankfully, once you get everything running, Emudeck takes care of itself and lets you access your games through the main Steam Deck interface. It's surprisingly easy, even if you're bad with tech.

Setting up Emudeck can also serve as a good introduction to figuring out how to navigate the console's Linux desktop. What this means is that you'll be able to download and play interesting super-indie games from platforms like Itch.io. Many of these games are never published for an actual licensed gaming console; and, if they are, you can directly support the creators by circumventing storefronts.

Gaming PCs are expensive and not feasible for everyone. Meanwhile, handheld consoles are great for people with limited space, students who move a lot, and people who prefer "work" and "play" to be on separate screens. If you're interested in preserving your archive of games while enjoying them too, running Emudeck on Steam Deck is an easy and accessible solution that's worked well for me.

[spr1ngpvrinbwunnie]

Vanessa expresses her feelings for her partner in a rather discreet and practical, yet profound way.

Due to her inner struggles and past, Vanessa does not easily open her heart or use overtly romantic gestures. Instead, she expresses her feelings through practical acts of care and quietly protects her partner, but it is clear that she always prioritizes them.

All of this is just my headcanons and how I think she is!

Vanessa's primary love language:

Acts of Service (Her Love Language)

Vanessa struggles to verbally express affection, so she shows it through actions.

She often expresses her love by helping her partner when they need it, from solving technical problems (thanks to her professional skills) to simple gestures like making coffee, fixing things, or worrying when they are hurt.

She fixes things for you—whether it’s patching up your security gear, upgrading software, or tweaking an old animatronic you’ve been working on.

If she knows you like something specific (like a particular snack, drink, or even a silly trinket), she’ll leave it in your workspace without comment.

Quality Time (But in a Vanessa Way):

Despite being busy, Vanessa always sets aside private time with her partner to do small things together, or simply sitting together in silence.

She values quality time, often suggesting activities like co-op games, baking together, or tinkering with tech.

She doesn’t need long, deep conversations—just being near you while working on her own tasks is enough. If you sit next to her while she programs something, she’ll tolerate it and maybe even subtly adjust her screen so you can see what she’s doing.

She invites you to do things she’s comfortable with: gaming, watching dumb horror movies, or even breaking into off-limits areas of the Pizzaplex just for the thrill.

Words of Affirmation:

Though blunt, her rare words of affirmation are deeply sincere.

Vanessa is not the type of person who often gives compliments, but when she says something, it carries sincere and profound meaning.

She will say words of comfort and encouragement sincerely, even though she is not good at expressing herself.

Teasing & Dry Humor (Her Version of Flirting)

Vanessa is sarcastic but endearing. She calls you dumb names like “Dork” or “Rookie” but in a way that sounds almost affectionate. If you’re nervous, she’ll roll her eyes and say something like, “Wow, shaking in your boots? Relax, I got you.”

If you get hurt, she’ll act exasperated, but underneath it, she’s concerned: “God, you’re a mess. Come here, let me see.” Then she very carefully bandages your hand.

Subtle Touches (Only When She Trusts You)

Vanessa isn’t physically affectionate, but when she lets her guard down, she might nudge your shoulder, ruffle your hair (badly), or flick your forehead if you say something stupid.

If she’s feeling particularly sentimental, she’ll grab your wrist for just a second—like she’s checking something on your watch—before letting go without explanation.

Secretly Protective (Like a Stray Cat)

She acts like she doesn’t care, but if she sees someone mistreating you, her entire posture shifts—tense, eyes locked, ready to step in.

If you ever feel unsafe, she’ll say, “Stick with me, yeah?” and make sure you’re near her at all times. If it’s cold, she’ll throw her jacket at you like it’s nothing.

Her Way of ‘Romantic’ Gestures (Sort of)

She hates admitting she’s affectionate, so when she does something sweet, she downplays it. If she ever gives you a gift, she’ll toss it at you and say, “I had an extra one lying around.” (She did not.)

She might let you wear one of her spare Fazbear Security hoodies but will pretend to be annoyed about it.

Late-Night Talks (Only When She Feels Safe)

Sometimes, if she’s exhausted or mentally drained, she’ll actually talk about herself—not much, just fragments. Her past, her fears, the things that keep her up at night. If she trusts you enough, you’ll see the side of her that’s softer, more vulnerable.

Her feelings in love:

Vanessa loves fiercely but is easily hurt. She often wonders if she deserves to be loved, leading to hesitance when starting a relationship. However, when she truly trusts her partner's feelings, Vanessa will reveal deeper aspects of her personality, including the vulnerabilities she usually hides.

She struggles with vulnerability but, when secure, reveals a softer, playful side—teasing, light touches, and the occasional clumsy yet heartfelt gesture of affection.

When happy, Vanessa shines in her own unique way: her eyes radiate a rare warmth, and she can become unexpectedly cheerful, sometimes bringing a clumsy cuteness because she is not used to expressing strong positive emotions.

But if she is hurt or feels betrayed, she will withdraw and build a cold defensive barrier around herself, even deliberately creating distance to protect herself.

How Vanessa loves:

She always pays attention to the little things, like what you like to eat or if you have any special hobbies.

Her actions often manifest through her attention to the small details in daily life.

Even though it's not easy to say the three words "I love you," Vanessa always has her own way of making you feel loved, often through gentle glances or meaningful touches.

[mythauragame]

Development Update - July 2025

We also hit a big writing milestone: our intro quest script is complete! This allows us to move onto populating our (new and improved) Talon's Rest with NPCs and quests. This was a big one for us and a huge learning curve, and we've got a lot of learnings taken from this to apply to all our work going forward.

August is going to be another busy and productive month. Read on if you'd like an update on what we got up to during the month of July!

Elevation Rework

Originally Mythaura’s world was designed to be completely flat. A year or so ago we decided to add basic voxel elevation (cube based - similar to Minecraft) - this brought about a number of issues we had to sort out, but also a whole new dimension to our level design and world building. We could now place the player in a high up position to overlook an area they are about to embark into. We could place the player deep in a cave with descending pathways taking them deeper into the abyss. Today, we are showing off a completely reworked elevation system that takes things to the next level.

Specifically instead of using a voxel/cube based system, each tile has its own elevation, and a terrain map is generated using tessellation and normalization of vertexes to smoothly blend the landscape. This allows for full control over the terrain and enables smooth transitions between elevation without the need to manually place down ramps or rely on blocky cubes (which was or previous solution!). This upgrade is still underway and we are working on rebuilding our existing maps to utilize this tech. Check out the above screenshot for a before and after!

Game Dialog Technical Overview

It all starts with the Mythaura query engine - a core tenant of Mythaura’s Dialogs, Quests, Events, Bosses, and Cutscenes. It’s basically a generic if-this-then-that engine that can determine everything from: should a player see a hidden dialog option? Or can a player turn in a given quest? This allows us to adjust gameplay and the narrative based on decisions you’ve made in the past, or the time of day, or if your playing as a certain species, or if your carrying a certain item, etc. this list of possibilities is seemingly limitless with such an open-ended conditional tool!

Breeding UI

Breeding takes place in nurseries, you’ll have the option to unlock up to 16 separate nurseries to simultaneously breed many beasts. Each pairing can be between your own beasts or any other player’s beasts - as long as you are willing to pay the other player their going rate.

Breeding pairs can also utilize up to 4 breeding items (everything from items that adjust color outcomes, to items that adjust elements). You can preview predictions to get an idea of what the offspring might look like. When your new offspring are ready to be delivered you can watch them hatch! Maybe you’ll get twins!

Custom Glamours UI

You can create and sell extra copies of your skins to re-coup costs or even make bank off your cool designs! A player driven glamour market shows off the top community contributions - maybe one of your designs will go viral! Checkout the UI mockup!

Step 1: Instructions

Step 2: Glamour Details

Step 3: Upload

Step 4: Preview & Submit

This is a mockup for visual testing purposes only. Glamours shown here are placeholders and not representative of final store offerings. Background colors are for layout experimentation and are for visual testing only at this time.

Ko-fi Summer Quarter 2025 Winners

Thank you to all the Ko-fi sponsors who voted for the Summer Quarter 2025 rewards. Next month we will show the finalized artwork for the Eyelash Hermit Companion and the Starlit Shores Glamour. Stay tuned!

Writing & Design Updates

7/8 bespoke levels created for intro quest

Intro quest: all dialogue completed

Companion descriptions rewritten: 23/95

Item descriptions rewritten: 2/69

Wind's End landmarks named: 8/9

Talon's Rest primary businesses & landmarks named: 3/13

Map regions named: 2/12

Territories named: 2/32

Mythaura v.40

Support added for user item listings, allowing users to sell items to one another.

Added Floor Number condition to query builder.

Added "speaker" to dialogs, allowing any dialog to show as narrator, party member, npc, etc.

Refactored dialog to be more sustainable to manage in the back end.

Start of Stripe integration built out.

Breeding is nearly complete, including the ability to request breedings from other players.

Experience is now rewarded for defeating enemies and turning in quests.

Various bug fixes.

Breeding listing & requests UI.

Added hatching animation to breeding.

Elevation overhaul: New terrain tessellation elevation.

Map editor pixel generation support for mixing elevation and paths/dirt/edges (over 80 colors).

New option to hide HUD.

Dialog within cutscene fixes.

New full controls for object position and rotation in map editor.

Query build support for complex values (item with specific qty for example).

Added camera collision detection to prevent clipping through walls.

Mini map overhaul: front end can render any minimap, previously backend could only render some minimaps.

Redesigned beast status and experience bars.

New scribble sound effect for narrator dialog.

Thank You!

Thanks for sticking through to the end of the post, we always look forward to sharing our month's work with all of you--thank you for taking the time to read. We'll see you around the Discord.