#challenge accepted >:3

[cosmic-void-themagician]

Here,

https://youtube.com/playlist?list=PL5Xe7ey2klDqXRPO1T9qUDTj0O2sgrLCu&si=_gzhgKgHJI5ZXnhx

Dares for the MCB mun’s.

Make a whole playlist about your MCB RP character!

Here’s mine!:

[mothinflamesdoodles]

Hi moot that I never talk to because they're so cool!!!

I'm the stupid clover who does stupid drawing requests and today I'm giving random color palletes so I hope u like this!!!! (If you're busy you don't have to do it this is just for fun heheheheh)

*runs away*

Snug as a bug in a rug

[cherriesandsulphur]

I'm still not over this look Raphael gives Tav after she says "I don't think he knows." while discussing the infernal script of a contract at Last Light Inn.

[simsmono]

Paige Beaumont for Chasing Emeri | Bachelorette Challenge by @lwillowlthewicked

Born and raised in the bustling city of Bridgeport, Paige developed a love for art and architecture from a young age. After graduating from a prestigious design school, she decided to combine her love for travel with her passion for design, embarking on a journey around the world to gather inspiration for her unique, eclectic style.

Despite her globetrotter lifestyle, she maintains a strong sense of home and tradition, which she infuses into her work. She is a romantic at heart, eager to find someone who can keep up with her adventures and share in her boundless enthusiasm.

(I'll add personality traits, LTW and faves when I next go in game...)

CC list under the cut

Genetics and make up

Fresh Primer Skinblend by Cozygirlsimmer

Wings TZ0514 Hair converted by Melsts3cc

Astral Eyes by Buckleysims

Lana Arched Eyebrows by Kurasoberina

Aaliyah Highlighter by Kurasoberina

Fairy Cheek Powder Blush (TSR) by Pralinesims

Cherry Pop Lipstick (MTS) by Elexis

Clothing

Lou Sweater converted by Nightospeheresims

Samantha Jeans converted by Meochi

Iree Dress converted by Kotajose

Tie Me Up Swimsuit (TSR) by Billsims

Cheshire Coat converted by Kotajose

Jeans Skinny Frayed converted by LaylaCC

For everything else, if it isn't listed then it's likely to be base game or expansion stuff.

I have a crap ton of sliders installed and I honestly have no idea which were used but in an attempt to keep cc to a minimum, I've tried not to use too many . In any case, I have everything on Simtanico’s comprehensive slider master list, as well as their own set of released sliders.

[inchidentally]

if you ever wondered why Oscar openly stares at Lando all the time...

[toiletepaperroll]

can you make a josef newgarden graphic pls 💙

ofc <3

guess whos a closet penske fan! me. i know too much about this guy. help.

[emahriel]

Swen: “You won’t be able to experience all the cinematics, it’s literally impossible unless you dedicate the rest of your life to it, which we do not recommend.”

Me: 🙂

[preciouslittle-bhaalbabe]

Meet Tomie: ascendant tamer, dark urge calmer, and certified cutie patootie :3c

[ihaveapicrewaddiction]

Thank you Naylissa for the picrew <3

The main cast of the Sonic 3 movie

[polin-erospsyche]

That sneak peek in the Featherington house with Portia, Prudence and Philippa is simultaneously so funny and actually quite sad. Sad because these girls really have no idea what they’re doing. They’ve just been thrust into marriages and now they’re expected to produce an heir although no one really explained to them how it’s done. It makes me excited to see how the portrayal of young girls in that society will be shown this season and I’m hoping we’ll get a few good scenes.

Funny because you know that the moment Colin and Pen get their hands on each other, they’ll just win that baby race without even trying, just by being their charming, extremely horny self. And I’ll just sit there applauding their dedication

[panchulien]

*knock knock knock* owlie here, special delivery, hot off the smutty presses

Andrei is drunk. Notably drunk. The only reason he's let himself get to this point is because Makarov told him it was alright. Makarov has been drinking too, but he's barely buzzed. He is, however, finding drunk Andrei immensely amusing.

Andrei is sitting on his commander's bed, a mostly empty bottle of vodka on the floor, more intoxicated than he's been in a decade or more. His eyes seem unable to leave Makarov by this point, but he's fine with that. Makarov unbuttoned the first two buttons of his shirt an hour ago, and the tattoo that looks like a knife plunged through his sternum is just visible above the white fabric.

He gets up, wobbling on his feet a bit. "Can I tell you something, Vlo--Vold--" He gives up on the longer nickname-- "Vova?" It's slightly adorable, his slurred Russian mixing with a thickened Australian accent.

Makarov, in his comfy chair in the corner, swirling his rocks glass, looks up at him expectantly, and manages to contain a smile at how undone his most effecitve soldier has become. "Of course."

Andrei walks in a mostly straight line to him and raises a hand towards his open collar. At the last step, he stumbles, catching himself on the back of the chair to save him from landing on his commander. Light fingers trace over the inked lines of the knife on Makarov's chest.

"When... when you let me fuck you... on your back..." Makarov watches his eyes darken. "I like to see if you mark this up. When you come."

Ohh, this is so so cute. 🥹 I have a very clear image of drunk Andrei in my head; sitting on the bed with one leg hanging, bottle in hand, head bowed and his face is flushed, looking like a sad puppy. I wonder what kind of drunk he'd be, clearly a bold one if he can do that. And what entertainment for Makarov that would be. Watching his strongest soldier try to keep it together and fail miserably, the thickened accent, the bold gestures... Man. I know for sure that comment caught him off guard though, who taught him to talk like that!?

[darling-stardust]

can I request lark in 2D??

🩷🌻 Who you fighting : Pinky Pie or Apple Jack?? 🌻🩷

Omg you guys are so sweet and too much !! I hope you are cool with me combining them ♡ they just screamed to be together.

( Also 4b was immediately Sparrow in my mind, so thank you to lorienlady and the anon who were mind melded with me and craved this )

Outfit art meme requests -> [here]

[crazy-grrrl-on-the-computer]

WIP Word Game

Rules: you will be given a word. then you share one sentence/excerpt from your wip(s) that starts with each letter of your word!

Tagged by: I recently saw this in the Wings of Fire tag and decided to give it a go.

My word: cure

I'm just gonna jump around my WIPs until I find something I like. I'll write the letter first, then the title/fandom of the WIP the excerpt belongs to.

C - Mind What I Said, 2012 Avengers/Supernatural

Cold. The faintly incomprehensible sound of unfamiliar voices drifts through the haze, scratching unpleasantly at the corners of my mind. It’s cold. A chilling dampness seeps into the cracks of my existence and the stench of wet cardboard tinged with metal stings my nose. The surface beneath me hardens with each eon that passes, but my body is too heavy to consider moving and for a moment a comforting thought arises from somewhere deep within my subconscious. Ah. I’m dead, so no one will notice if I don’t get up. But that can’t be right. It’s not safe here. After a few tries, my eyes finally open and the room that steadily comes into view . . . is missing.

U - Strategy and A Sword, Prodigy Math Game

Usually she’d be saying not to look a gift horse in the mouth, but something about this felt too good to be true. It had to be. “Let’s hurry to the Academy and teach the Puppet Master a lesson!” Double ugh. The charm of the little fairy’s enthusiasm had since graduated to pestering every time she so much as thought about the Island Map. She heaved a sigh as her fingers curled around the Academy Amulet. “Put an old sock in it, Noot.” She had 46 of them now.

R - Stay Cool (It's Just A Kiss), Boueibu

Ryuu wished it could be that simple, that he could feel so secure and confident that everything would be okay, but the way it was so easy for even Yufuin-senpai and Kinugawa-senpai to pick petty fights with each other over nothing even if it was the influence of a monster was not reassuring. It had been that easy for Io to consider leaving him too and Io didn’t even have that excuse. But perhaps the worst realization of all was that the strength of their bond had been so great they’d been able to overcome the monster’s spell before the Love Shower… and yet Ryuu stood there feeling unchanged. Sure, he accepted and understood Io’s faults just as Io accepted and understood his, but it was hard not to wonder if this was a sign that maybe the breakdown of his own relationships was inevitable after all. “I’m gonna walk Komi home,” he decided. “I’ll meet up with you guys after.”

E - The Darkest Nights, Boueibu

Every evening for as long as they had been together, Goura always prepared dinner.

Your word (should you choose to accept it): heart

Tagging: @auniverseforgotten , @darth-salem-emperor-of-earth , @thatlittledandere , @koolkitty9 , @spacefinch , @fortune-maiden , @zenzenzence , @shadowmellow , @floweryuu , @nardaviel

As always, there’s no pressure to share and if I missed someone who wants to be included feel free to consider yourself also tagged~ <3

[nomilkinmyteaplease]

Your top 3 fave dwambs looks … GO 😝

For science 🔬

Bonus look:

[mumms-the-word]

Intimacy prompt for Gale and Dani: 1, 8, and 28. Whichever you like best, tho of course I'd love to see what you'd do for all of them!!

Sorry this took so long!! I was trying to find ways to include all three in the same scene haha I think I did somewhat okay at managing to get them all mostly in there (more or less)

1, 8, and 28 = palm kiss, interrupting with a kiss, and pulling someone in by the waist

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A Matter of Moments

Gale x Dani Dani is left waiting alone in the Stormshore Tabernacle as Gale meets Mystra in the Outer Planes. Despite herself, she wonders if—when—he will return.

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“I’ll only be gone a matter of moments,” Gale said, staring up at the statue of Mystra as it loomed in its alcove at the Stormshore Tabernacle. He dragged his gaze away to smile at Dani, attempting to look reassuring, confident even, despite that neither of them knew what Mystra wanted or why he had been summoned. “The Outer Planes experience time quite differently to our own. Wait for me. Please.”

“I will,” Dani said, nodding. She wrapped him up in a hug, holding him tightly, her fingers curling into the fabric of his robes. She didn’t want to let him go just yet, let alone send him to Mystra’s realm, but she knew she had to. This was important. If not to her, then certainly to him.

She just wished she trusted the goddess of magic enough to send him back unscathed.

“Hey, Gale?” She drew back to cup his cheek with her hand, brushing her thumb against his cheekbone. In the light of the stained glass and Mystra’s faintly glowing Weave magic in the air, he looked heart-achingly handsome, like a tragic hero in a song. His dark eyes never left her face as she held him and tried to find the words for what she wanted to say. “I know you have to do this…but you will come back to me. Okay? She’s not going to keep you there forever.”

She said it as much to convince herself as to convince him.

He must have seen a flicker of worry or doubt in her face, because for a moment his own nervous energy melted away. He took her hand and pressed a soft, slow kiss to her palm, his lips lingering against her skin.

“I will,” he murmured. “Whatever happens, whatever she wants to talk about, you can be certain that I will return here, to you.”

“Don’t let her keep you.”

“She won’t.” 

He kissed her palm again before wrapping his other arm around her waist and pulling her close for a proper kiss. She relaxed against him, her hand in his, her other arm around his shoulders, and kissed him first with gentleness and love—and then with deeper, searching passion. 

She didn’t want to lose him. Not to the Elder Brain, not to the Dead Three, not to his own ambition, and certainly not to Mystra. She gripped his robe in her fist as she kissed him, holding him there, and she hoped that Mystra was watching them through her statue, somehow.

She hoped Mystra saw her kissing the man she had discarded as casually as a child with a broken plaything. And selfishly, arrogantly, childishly, she hoped Mystra burned with jealousy.

With you, I forget my goddess, Gale had told her.

She knew Mystra heard him say that too. She hoped it stung. 

Gale eventually pulled away, gently untangling himself from her. He gave her a soft, tender smile before giving her the tiniest kiss to the tip of her nose.

“Remember, I’ll only be gone a matter of moments. Wait for me. Please.”

And then with a casual wave of his hand and a bright flash of light, he was gone.

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He was gone for more than a moment. In fact, as the minutes ticked by, doubt began to creep into Dani’s mind despite her best efforts to keep it at bay.

Not doubt that he would go back on his word, necessarily, but…what could they be discussing? What if Mystra turned his head with her words? What if, somehow, when he did come back he was…changed? Different than the man Dani knew? Different than the man Dani loved?

She tried to tell herself it was all foolish, but in the silence of the temple, it was hard to convince herself. Astarion and Karlach had gone outside to sit on the front steps, soaking in the early afternoon sun. The priest had busied himself in one corner, sorting through notes on a table. Written prayers, probably. Which left Dani standing alone in front of the statue of Mystra, small and restless beneath the goddess’s blank stone gaze.

She began to pace slowly, back and forth in front of Mystra’s altar. She tried to recall old song lyrics to pass the time and distract herself, but everything she could think of spoke of love and longing, and it only made the waiting worse.

She stopped and looked around at the other statues. Tyr, Helm, and Selûne all stood silent and neutral, as did the faceless statue at the head of the room, its scroll obscuring its face. She doubted any of them would be listening to her. She had certainly never prayed to any of them, aside from a quick thank you to Selûne when Dame Aylin had come swooping in to help them fight Ketheric Thorm. Even then, she had more faith in Dame Aylin than in Selûne herself.

She’d never been particularly devout. She didn’t know who to pray to for help, and she doubted any of them would care to listen to a first-time, temporary penitent. She used to toss a few coins for Tymora, and she knew some old song-blessings of Milil, though no one seemed to worship him anymore. She’d considered getting to know Oghma more, and of course she had evoked Sune and Lliira’s names in many a song or dance, but would any of them listen? Or intervene? Against Mystra?

She doubted it.

She turned back to the statue of Mystra, frowning up at the goddess’s cold face. 

“You can’t keep him forever,” she whispered. “He’s not yours to keep.”

Only indifferent silence answered her. She clenched her fists, and in the absence of prayer, dared to hope instead. To believe in Gale. In his words and promises. He would come back.

He had to.

She closed her eyes, forcing herself to breathe normally. She pictured him as he had been that morning, lingering in the bed with her. His dark eyes soft with sleep, his hair ruffled and disheveled. Neither of them had wanted to escape their warm covers and dress for the day. Neither of them wanted to prepare for his meeting with Mystra. So they had stayed. She had traced the lines of his orb marking gently with her fingers as he absently ran the pad of his thumb along the ridges near her ribcage and her hipbones. She curled her tail lightly around one of his ankles as he tangled their legs loosely together and he simply watched her, eyes heavy and languid with sleep, his gaze never straying from her face.

She had never loved someone so much that it made her breathless just to think of them, the way she loved him. And she had never been in the arms of someone so deeply and steadfastly in love with her that they would rather lie in bed and study her features than face their own goddess. To lose someone like that…

She opened her eyes to find her vision filmy with tears. She quickly brushed them away. Gods, what she wouldn’t give to go back to that moment, just hours ago, when it was just her and the man she loved more than her own life, her and the man who whispered that she made him forget his goddess.

She took in a shaky breath and dried her eyes. She couldn’t let Gale see her crying when he came back. She closed her eyes again to steady herself and banish the last of her tears.

It was then, with her eyes still closed, she felt a shift in the air, in the Weave around her. Her eyes snapped open as she felt a new presence behind her and she turned just in time to see Gale step out of a curtain of Weave, looking around.

His face registered relief as he saw the temple around him and Dani waiting nearby. “Back on mortal soil once more,” he said, looking slightly shaken but relieved. “I can’t believe I—”

But she didn’t let him finish. She ran to him, snatching him up in a fierce hug that rocked him slightly back and cut off the rest of his words. The feel of his body against hers, solid and warm, was all the confirmation she needed that she wasn’t imagining him there with her.

She took his face in her hands and kissed him, all her former nervousness and doubt melting away to a sense of childish pride that she could do this again in front of Mystra’s statue, now that he was back. Back on mortal soil with her, not in the Outer Planes with Mystra.

“I wasn’t gone too long, was I?” he asked, looking a little startled when they parted. She shook her head, giving him a little, wobbly smile.

“No. No, I just…I missed you,” she said. “That’s all.”

He studied her face for a second and lifted a hand to her cheek. With the pad of his thumb he wiped away a tear track she must have missed. He looked back at her again with a face full of love and quiet concern.

“I’m sorry to have worried you,” he said softly. “But I’m here now. I’m back. And,” he added, his eyes brightening, “armed with knowledge. Mystra gave us the secret of the orb’s power. The Karsite Weave, within me this whole time…”

Dani relaxed her hold on him and stepped back to let him explain, watching him gesture and pace slightly as he spoke of everything Mystra had revealed to him. Until at last he trailed off with a soft, “I’ll be myself again…for all that’s worth.”

He was quiet then, as if contemplating that idea. And for once, he seemed to be the one in doubt.

She couldn’t let him doubt himself like that. She took his hand between both of her own and squeezed. “It’s worth something to me,” she said. “You are worth something. You’re worth everything.”

She wanted to kiss him again but she also wanted him to see that she meant her words. That she wasn’t saying any of it in jest or lightly, as she so often did. So she simply held his hand.

He softened again with another little smile and shook his head. “I know I’ve said so before, but I truly don’t think I deserve you, at times.” She was about to protest when he stopped her with a finger to her lips. “But in moments like these…I can’t help but adore you for loving me the way you do.”

He leaned in for another kiss and Dani let herself drift away, content to love and be loved by this amazing, wonderful, ridiculous, talented man. Mystra may not know what she had lost, but Dani knew exactly what she had gained.

And she wasn’t going to let him go easily.

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[six-improbable-things]

I had to open the ship combat rules doc I made for Rook's campaign the other day, and man, that thing was (and still is tbh) my fucking magnum opus. I put so much effort into creating rules for a type of combat that dnd doesn't naturally support, and it was SUCH a fun challenge. I'll admit it's not perfect, but it works for our campaign, and everyone seemed to like it during our one test so far, so that's good enough for me.

I think between the stat blocks, the rules themselves, and the maps of the ships, I spent easily 48 hours total on making this sailing arc happen. (No, I'm not the DM, I just like homebrewing shit, and also happen to be the one who decided to play a pirate and make that involved in the story.)