#fun fact: many libraries used to do it in-house!

[archivlibrarianist]

I can tell you it's absolutely necessary, but a dying art.

[seat-safety-switch]

Just like ducks, you can't trust a push scooter. Designed originally for proletarian aims, these overgrown skateboards are an accident waiting to happen. Despite their lack of control, missing suspension, and predilection for throwing you over the handlebars into a life-altering head injury, folks put a powerful electric motor on them. And then they started to get actually kinda good.

A few months ago, I was on the highway. I looked over, briefly, and noticed that the bicycle path running parallel to the highway had someone enjoying a push scooter. I thought nothing of it, until I looked over again, and noticed that the scooter was still keeping up with me. Clocking triple digits on a multi-use municipal pathway? Now that was something I had to see for myself.

After a visit to the library to use their internet access, I found out all about them. In case you're curious, the computer at my house comes with too many court-ordered restrictions, but those restrictions don't apply to my alter-ego, Manfred P. Guy-I-Found-The-Library-Card-Of-In-The-Trunk-Of-A-1996-Grand-Am-At-The-Junkyard. I think that last name is Polish, or something. Lots of consonants. Once I had absorbed all the information I could before the chief librarian chased me out for once again smearing Lucas Red & Tacky No. 2 machine grease onto the keyboard while typing, it was off to the local classifieds to get ahold of a death scoot of my very own.

Here's a fun fact about most cars: they have a lot of accessory belts. Those accessory belts can hold a lot of horsepower before they snap, well in excess of the amount that my wheezy economy slant-six can actually make. If you were to add, say, twelve or thirty scooters' worth of batteries and motors to that belt drive, why, you'd finally have enough power to get up Old Man Hill without having to downshift. Which is good, because usually I have to turn my car off for at least fifteen minutes before it will do that.

And there's more benefit, too: after washing the blood off, the remaining parts of the scooters are still useful as scooters. I ended up selling them to a bunch of electric-vehicle degenerates who were happy to add their own Wish.com battery packs and motors to turn them back into electric scooters. Now that's how we'll save the environment: recycling.

[tearskillstardust]

❝MY LETTER TO YOU, MY DARLING❞

001. 𝐀𝐋𝐁𝐄𝐃𝐎—find me when your lamp burns out.

📬 there's a letter for you in your mailbox!

My love,

Certainly, with how prepared you already were before leaving, it would not make too much sense to trouble you with incessant questions. Yet bear with me for a moment—did you reach safely? I hope neither the Knights, nor the Millelith bunked their duties. I would not worry more—Ganyu is a more than reliable friend, yet if anything worries you, you always know to contact me.

Jean mentioned that perhaps you had misplaced your old ID card and found it lying behind one of the cupboards during the monthly cleaning. I would not say that it's particularly bad, but your picture in this particular ID is rather an odd one, considering how many prettier ones you have. Drawing on this conclusion I couldn't help but wonder—did you perhaps purposely drop it behind? You don't often go to the library, perhaps that's why I wonder, but I must admit.

You are quite the clever one.

And ethereal, too.

Remember that painting I had made, drawing inspiration from when you were picking dandelions in the field? Recently, Duke Diluc had dropped by regarding some investigation work in Dragonspine and while I did not intend at all to show my masterpiece to anyone at all, you know how the Duke is. Always curious about the very things people wish to hide. So, of course, I had to remove the cloth and show him what lay behind it—and such was his obsession with the painting that he did not leave until he managed to negotiate with me a fair deal for an exchange of the canvas.

Don't worry, I won't give that to him, I'll just make another one and edit out more personal details of yours. You're only mine to see, after all.

Regardless, everything else is going good. Klee has been getting restless already, and believes that it is utmost unfairness to a child so patient and loving as her to be mistreated so. She would rather that you come back as soon as possible and would also like to add in a note here—

'Miss Y/n,

Dodoco and I miss you a lot. When will you come back? Albedo doesn't play with us and he's not as fun as you are. He cracks a lot of jokes, but I can never understand a single one of them, only Kaeya can and whenever they are with me together, they end uptalking in themselves. I really miss going to Windrise with you. Do you miss me too?

Please come back quickly. I'll protect you along the way if you'd like me too, as well. Please tell me accordingly.

Thank you miss.

Klee.'

Nevermind the fact that I've been quite unable to pay too much attention to Klee recently, I've been extremely busy regarding the designing work of the new bridge the Knights of Favonius are working to install. It'll be a grand project—I simply do not wish to toy with my work, is all.

Nonetheless, I've really ran out of things to say. We'll maintain correspondence, so naturally, the letters will be short and shorter. I would only expect that you would not mind. Everyone else is doing well too, and Mondstadt has yet to see any troubles. Fret not, your house is in excellent condition as well, all thanks to yours truly. I would not force you to hurry, but make sure you do not overexert yourself. Take appropriate rest, and enjoy yourself in Liyue, it is a sight to behold, after all.

Your ever,

Albedo.

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[ravenclawgirlwriter]

Draco Malfoy x Pureblood Ravenclaw Reader

Here is my first post, a short story between Draco Malfoy and Pureblood Ravenclaw reader. Be kind, and enjoy :)

Plot: Ravenclaw reader just wants to focus on her studies at Hogwarts, but Draco seems to get interest with her during their interact in the stairs of Hogwarts.

Words: 1913 words

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Y/N Y/L/N comes from a pureblood family. Different from the major pureblood family, the Y/L/N are not obsess with the dark magic or believe in any kind of blood status topic. They rather focus on academic research and being the tops of different areas in the wizarding world. Most of them came from different houses in Hogwarts, but they are all smart and intelligent that nobody can deny.

They does not act same with other purebloods, but the Y/L/N still befriends with them due to their pureblood relationship.

Y/L/N do not have a large number of family member. It is just Mr. Y/L/N, Mrs. Y/L/N and Y/N. Both adults work in the Ministry with a high position, while Y/N is a Ravenclaw studying in Hogwarts currently her fourth year.

In Hogwarts, Y/N is scrolling through the books in front of her in the library nearly reach curfew time. She is desperate to find out the research that she requires to finish her potions essays of six pages length given by Professor Snape at the morning class.

She just gather all the information needed only found out that it is already pass curfew time. She quickly gather her things and try to get back to the Ravenclaw common room without getting caught by any of the professor.

Her hands fill with books and quilts with parchment for the essay. Those things are heavy and many enough to block her vision to look in front clearly, she is short, and cannot change the fact that it will easily block her vision and she just get use to it.

At the stairs trying to wait for the it to lead her to the tower, she hear some walking sounds, but cannot see anyone in her sight. She is unsure of who it is, mostly will do with some professor night patrolling or some students sneaking out from their common room to have some fun. She didn't really care, but hopefully will not bump into anyone that might lead her to house points deduction or detention.

Books in her hand while walking up the stairs, she already feels tired by carrying all these books at once with some much weight she can hardly deal with. Suddenly out of her mind, she feel herself crash into something and fell to the ground from her back with things laying around her on the floor.

"Careful where you're walking, Y/L/N, try not to fall down the stairs and die," A familiar sound appears besides her, mocking her for not watching her steps.

Y/N quietly mumble, not focusing on whoever she crash with, feeling pain on her back when she fells down and hit the floor. She only notice the person when a pair of hands appear in her sight, still sitting and watching on the floor.

She raise up her head, a bit shock to found out that is Draco Malfoy that she bump into.

"You know I'm offering my hand to lift you up right? Quickly, Y/L/N, I'm not blaming you that you're too short to focus what's in front of you just now." Draco say, start to being inpatient of keeping his hand out.

"Oh," Y/N say, her hand reaching out to Draco and get up on her feet. "Sorry Malfoy, for being too short and accidently bump into you in the night. My apologies." She after bend down to collect her things on the floor, not bothering to look into Draco, who is now leading on the walls watching her picking up stuffs.

She is in a mess right now, but she didn't notice. Her short hair is messy, with her untidy robe and things on the floor. Draco wonder, how in the world can she be so mess right now, never realize about her appearance during daytime. "You truly are a mess right now." He say.

"Don't mind me," She brush her hair off from her face, keep things in her hand still for now, trying to get her steps back straight and steady this time. "If you excuse, I would like to head back to the Ravenclaw common room. And sorry for bumping you in, not intent to do it." Y/N is now facing Draco this time, looking into him, eye sight meeting each other.

Draco somehow feels weird, he don't know what to say, nor have the courage to look into her eye. They meet each other back when they are young, when still being childish as a kid. Both of them are from pureblood family, hence it is normal for them to meet before Hogwarts, when having pureblood meetings or parties.

The Malfoy and Y/L/N are good friends, despite having different views on pureblood matters. Their parents get along rather well, making both Draco and Y/N having meet up mostly at the Malfoy Mansion. Both of them didn't interact much when having their parents beside them, holding up whatever they need to be presentable to the other member.

In school, they are sorted into different houses and having different social groups, making them not interacting with each other. This night, can be count as their first few interactions personally without other people beside them.

"I'm heading back now, good night Malfoy, and sorry too." Y/N must have realize the weird situation they're in, she quickly drop a goodbye to Draco and went back to her room for a goodnight sleep. Draco snap back from his own mind and watch Y/N to walk upstairs for her dorm.

He found out that the short interaction between Y/N makes him feel good, a normal conversation is a good conversation to him. He enjoys the very little small talk from her just now, wondering when will they bump into each other again, having minds running off from his head while he's heading back to the dungeon.

A few days later, they meet each other again in the Great Hall having breakfast. Draco and his Slytherin group friends arrive there around 7:00am, preparing to have a quick Quidditch fun after breakfast and before morning classes. The hall occupied very few students since it is so early in the morning, only a few seventh year Hufflepuff students sitting at there doing their essays.

Draco is surprise that Y/N is already in the Ravenclaw table having meal alone this morning. She looks messier than the night they bump into each other, books surrounding her with a piece of bread in her hand and another hand with quilts writing on parchment. Her robe have wrinkles, looks like she didn't bother to make it neat.

He is sure that something is wrong with her, she usually holds up some much care with her appearance, wishing to take care of her name as a Y/L/N, or just a top young, brilliant witch in Hogwarts. She looks like dossing off whatever she's doing, because her hand doesn't hold high, looking downwards like she's asleep, with bread still in her hand.

"Draco! What are you watching, did you hear what I just say?" Asked Blaise Zabini, watching Draco watching at a direction, notice Y/N in the Ravenclaw table. "Y/L/N? Seriously why? You guys know each for so long, why the stares?"

"Doesn't the food keep yourself shut, Zabini? Don't care about it," Draco feels a bit embarrassed when his friend found out his stares at Y/N, turning back to have some breakfast at the Slytherin table.

"Blaise's not wrong, I do feel like, Y/L/N being off these days," Pansy Parkinson say when having some eggs in her mouth. Draco look at her with a weird expression, wondering why did Pansy even notice about Y/N in the first place, not like they are in the best condition.

Pansy know what's Draco thinking, "Y/L/N is clearly asleep right now, not that we used to see her sleep in the Great Hall, you fool."

Y/N sudden wake up, curious about her situation just know, not knowing that she have asleep when having breakfast. She just feel so stress on getting her essay done for more time doing research her parents assigned her a few days ago about wand making. She is tense on having O grades in all of her works when she received stress from her parents, telling her to not get unacceptable grades that may give up their Y/L/N name.

She always know that her family will aspect her to receive high grades, but one small mistake made that will lead her parents to disagree with her foolish mistake in such a small work. She rather give up her rest time to focus on her study to not disappoint her family.

After getting the food done, Y/N get things tidy up and leave the Great Hall to prepare her first class. Draco watching her leaving the hall while he's eating, making his friends laughing at him. "So obvious that you have something to do with Y/L/N," Blaise say, elbow hitting Draco under the table. His friends all laugh about it, nodding their heads in Blaise's statement.

"Stop it you all, I'm going to have a walk without y'all," Draco stands out and leave the hall as soon as he can, didn't have the courage to look at his friends, afraid their teasing or questioning about his thoughts on Y/N.

Y/N is at the end of the corridor, walking her way to the Charms classroom, which is having with the Slytherins. Draco see her way and call her, "Y/N!"

She feel curious in the front, hearing someone calling her. She turn back and found out it's Draco who's calling her at the entrance of the Great Hall, now running towards her. The corridors got some students walking towards the Great Hall for breakfast, still in sleepy mood, hence nobody care on the Malfoy boy running and calling someone in the early morning.

"Hi? May I know what can I help?" She say, when Draco reach in front of her. "No... I'm just wondering... Are you okay...? No, I mean, I saw you in the Ravenclaw table, sleeping? I guess, I..." Draco being confuse right now, why did he even call her out at the first place? He is so annoy by himself, for getting himself so speechless in front of her.

She smile, still having books in her hand, "Never mind Draco, if you don't mind me calling you like this." "Of course I don't mind!" Draco eyes wide slightly, he didn't mean to talk it out that loud and sudden.

"Alright, I'm just tired and all, just need some rest and everything will be good, thanks for your concern."

"I don't care, I just ask to solve my curiosity," Draco now being his usual self again, hope not to show anything of his thinking to her.

"No worries, do you want to walk with me to Charms classroom? We're having first class together," She say kindly.

And now Draco cannot hind his expression anymore, his face blush a little bit, Y/N barely notice due to his face not facing her. "Well, I'll walk with you there. No harm I guess, Y/N."

"Great. Now, we don't want to miss class standing here chatting." They eventually walk together, side by side. Y/N might not have any thoughts of it, but Draco is definitely having some feelings on her, nervous hand at his back while creating small talks with her, making her smile and laugh a bit.

At least that is what Draco is happy with, having a comfortable relationship with Y/N, things are ok to do slowly, rather than scarring her away from him. He wonder if he will got the chance to ask her out for Hogsmeade next weekend, or even dance with him during the Yule Ball after a few months.

In the Quidditch Pitch, a group of Slytherins are waiting for someone to appear. "Don't care about Draco right now, he's properly chasing after Y/L/N in the castle, not the snitch in the sky," Someone say and they nod accordingly saying nothing.

[desultory-novice]

This is a really silly question but do you have any like small irrelevant (and fun) Marx headcanons that ultimately mean nothing in the grand scheme of things but bring you joy? Idk why but I’m dying to know!!! Love your art btw!

Low Stakes + Fun Marx HC? Lemme see what I've got!

-I'm very fond of my HC that Marx has Magic Shoes to go along with his Magic Hat. Because he's a Noddy, walking and other physical exertion puts him right to sleep, but his shoes are enchanted to prevent that. Steal them from him, however, and he'll pass out before he can successful chase you down for them back!

-He's sometimes annoyed by his claws, as they're not good for delicate work. (A reason he likes to trick other people into doing the hard stuff for him. "Help a silly boy with his silly boy joke~?") But he's satisfied and PROUD with the way the rest of his wings look and actually likes to flaunt them before others and preen a bit!

-On that note, his wing-lights will sometimes make a sound like wind chimes when he's standing still, letting them air. Despite the otherworldly sound and the fact that you can see light reflecting off of them, they're generally incorporeal, though he can use a bit of magic to solidify them and even break them off piece by piece. You can even eat his wing plates and they taste like sugar glass!

-Marx can sing and, like a certain Pokemon, his singing can lull listeners into a sense of drowsy calm. It doesn't work to put most people into a full on sleep unless they're already vulnerable.

-Sugary sweets & hearty meats are his favorite kinds of food! Veggies rank near the bottom for him. He likes the crunch of veggies fine enough but not the taste. He will sometimes gnaw on bones like a dog. It makes his teeth feel good.

-He doesn't have a traditional house and sleeps in the forest in the boughs of trees. He actually likes this, as he LOVES the stars and sleeping with a roof over his head is just "...missing out!"

-He's way more well-read than anyone gives him credit for. Half the time he's snuck into someone's house, it's to steal a book from their library, take it back to his "tree house" and read late into the night, swooping back in while the owner is asleep to return it.

-Like Kirby, he doesn't like the rain. It's neither day nor night but something ble~ugh in-between and everyone's inside and the rain messes up your plans and it's harder to find shelter in the rain.

-King Dedede is his second favorite target for pranks, after Kirby. In addition to light teasing, Marx does like to pick (harmless) fights with Kirby but internally feels "I'm the only one allowed to beat you!" and wouldn't stand for anyone not sanctioned by him picking on the puff.

-Less fun more wei~rd Marx body stuff, but taking a significant hit CAN rip his wings off his body. The wings immediately grow cold and inert once detached from him. He's able spawn a new set after an amount of time has passed. Potential squick, but Marx can eat his own wings (!) + other discarded body parts to aid in the recovery of his magic power and respawn his wings faster. (Inspiration from one of Simon (kabo_chips) many brilliant takes on Marx.)

-Despite the role they played in his Soul fight, red roses remain his favorite flower! He likes to eat them too! (To him, this isn't weird. He eats them because they look tasty and his stomach can take it. He'll eat candied rose petals too, of course, but he prefers to eat the heads right off the stems.)

[deathbirby]

K here are some terrible takes I have collected. Short thoughts for each one.

"Rhea intentionally caused famine by not sharing knowledge with Faerghus"

We have no idea what kind of knowledge she shared. And pick a side! Rhea has to stay out of human affairs because she's not human, OR she has to involve herself with human affairs because otherwise she's bad?

"The Church is homophobic"

Nowhere is it even implied that same-sex relationships are frowned upon in Fodlan. Hell, the archbishop, goddess, and many devout characters are queer, and nobody raises a fuss about their love lives in their endings.

Their holy book also says that the goddess does not deny love.

The whole crest stuff is not the church's fault. They tell you not to abuse crests, and had no hand in the creation of them. Humans did. And speaking of humans, Edelgard says that the people are the ones who elevate crest bearers, not the church.

The Church also has no control over the nobles, who would be the homophobic ones in this scenario??

"Cyril is Rhea's slave"

Cyril was an actual slave at House Goneril until Rhea saved him, something he is expresses his gratitude for by doing chores. He wants to feel useful in some capacity. This is a child who wants to feel useful and takes on extra chores because of that. He's a stubborn little lad, and we love him for it.

"Rhea keeps Cyril uneducated on purpose"

Cyril says in his and Lysithea's support that he keeps his illiteracy a secret because he doesn't anybody to feel like he's not up to a task because of it. AKA: He wants to help out!

"Seteth is doing propaganda"

I'm guessing this refers to the Shadow Library. Seteth removes books there that are either inappropiate or have information that's extremely dangerous if it got out. Some books talk about bans, but since those books are in the shadow library, that likely means they're outdated.

Or this refers to him calling Edelgard mean things?? She declared war against them; of course he's not happy.

"Byleth regains their humanity in CF"

Byleth was never human. Their mother is VERY much implied to have been a Nabatean, and their heart belongs to their (likely Nabatean) mother and the goddess.

Byleth also embraces their Nabatean heritage. Remember that Silver Snow is called Byleth's Route.

Byleth's Legendary Alt in FEH is their Enlightened One version.

Byleth's Brave Alt in Feh is Sothis's regalia, and they sing the Song of the Nabateans.

Byleth's Halloween Alt is a Duo with Sothis.

Byleth's Summer Alt is a Duo with Rhea.

Byleth's Khadein Alt talks about the Goddess's hand in events.

Byleth's Fallen Alt's Forging Bonds has Sothis taking over their body to protect them.

This argument also implies that it's bad for someone to be Nabatean, which is like... yikes.

"Seteth kills the western church members cuz theyre heretics"

"Indeed. The Western Church is attempting to seize sacred ground by force."

- They explain it to you in the exact same paralogue!

"The Nabateans benefit the most from the current state of events" / "The Nabateans are the ruling/top class in Fodlan"

How does the nearly extinct group benefit most from a system where their people's bones are used as WMDs?

They are walking on glass, y'all. If the truth (or even a lie) got out, they would get hunted down.

"Lonato is a good man"

He incited an armed rebellion against a church and would've mowed down villages to get there. He also goes around the knights to attack the students. No, he is not a good man.

"Nabateans ruled over humans in the past and their rule was bad" / "Nemesis did the right thing by taking out the Nabateans"

The word the devs use for the Nabatean rule is apparently something like "cure."

It is also NEVER stated that their rule was bad? Just that the Agarthans hated it (because they hate everyone).

Even the Agarthans talk shit about Nemesis. Nobody liked him.

And you can't... justify genocide? What?

"Sothis and her kids are colonizers and the Agarthans are the natives who got wiped out"

Fun fact! Despite all my theories, it is never made clear whether or not humans already lived on Fodlan when Sothis got there! The beginning cutscene flashes (Sothis's memories) show us a gorilla first, which implies that either life was not advanced, or humans did not exist by then.

Let's say humans did exist then. Sothis landed there and just started her own family. She never took any land by force? She shared knowledge with the humans which allowed them to build modern cities. That's not colonization. Please look up cases of actual colonization; I beg of you.

Sothis is more accurately an immigrant who shares her own culture with others.

"Sothis is not a god but a space alien"

It's never confirmed if Sothis is a space alien so that's actually just theory/headcanon.

Even if, all of her feats (and the dev's words) say that she's a god.

There are many more takes like these, but these are the ones I remember from the top of my head.

[stargazer-sims]

Tiny Home Build Challenge

Challenge Generator is here.

This is the challenge I got from the random generator:

And this is what I did:

The house itself is 6x10 (60 tiles), the front steps are one tile, and the sized-down willow tree takes up one tile, for a total of 62.

To me, Newcrest has pretty much the same aesthetic as Willow Creek and Magnolia Promenade, so I just went with that. Not sure if this is really "in the style of Newcrest" or not, but we're saying it is.

The build came in way under budget at $26,333

Here are some inside views:

It was meant to have space for one adult and one child, so here's the shared bedroom, divided by a half wall, with the kid's area on one side and the mom's area on the other:

Last but not least, the bathroom, where I put the required item which was Body Care Essentials:

Closeup of the required item:

This was an interesting challenge, although maybe not as fun as I expected. I don't feel like this is my best build ever, but considering that I tried to use as many base game items as possible and the fact that I couldn't really landscape the yard, I'm reasonably pleased with the result.

I have no idea what I'm gong to do with this build, to be honest. It's sitting there in Newcrest right now, and of course I've saved it to my library. It has two or three CC decor items, but could easily be CC-free, so maybe I'll pop out those CC things and put it on the Gallery.

Anyway, this was a way to pass an hour or two. Not sure if I'll do it again, though.

[allyymcl]

Hi ! How are you ? :)

Study date with the boys ? <3 Thank uuu !

—𝗦𝗧𝗨𝗗𝗬 𝗗𝗔𝗧𝗘 𝗪𝗜𝗧𝗛 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗠𝗖𝗟 𝗕𝗢𝗬𝗦

—pairing; ot5 x f!reader

—genre; fluff.

—warnings; none!

—a/n; hii! im `retty good!! ty for requesting! feel free to do it again. and OMG im really sorry i literally dissapeared, but i promise im going to start posting as usual<33

—𝗖𝗔𝗦𝗧𝗜𝗘𝗟; !!

:/

he didn't understand why you asked HIM

i mean,

its not like he is a big fan of doing school work

but,

he agreed cause he didn't wanted you to ask nath

you two stayed in school after all your classes ended, and went to the library

"there are soo many books"

"yes castiel, is a library"

the next hours you studied, and cas took his time to bother you

taking funny pics of you

making face calls even tought you were right next to him

poking your sides until you laugh (cause he loves hearing you laugh)

and writing things in your papers like:

"my boyfriend is the hottest"

or drawing angry faces

anyway, he would actually make an effort to read a page or so if you really want it

actually, you didn't read anything as well

thats why, study dated with cas are gonna be all playing

—𝗡𝗔𝗧𝗛𝗔𝗡𝗜𝗘𝗟; !!

ok so, it think nath is the one who invites you to do it

hes used to staying late in school to do his homework, he certainly doesn't like being too long in his house

and even tought he admits is a little boring

he prefers doing it w you instead

thats why you two sit in an empty room to read all of your texts book

he casually would glance at you

admiring you and thinking of you can someone be so pretty

he would blush and desconcentrate

hes just feels so flustered while being with you

"there's something in my face?" you would tease nath

"mhm n-no! sorry!" he blushes and pretended nothing happened.

probably, he would ask you to explaing him something

but not because he didnt understand

he just likes the sound of your voice

def would invite a coffee or something when you two finish your study session

and also would walk you home

—𝗟𝗬𝗦𝗔𝗡𝗗𝗘𝗥; !!

with him, you actually get to study

i think he gets lost and doesnt talk much

so, is easy to concentrate

anyways, he approachs to write songs while you read

he get inspired easily while being w you

and also, he would offer you two study while listening to one of his songs

ofc you will say yes

and would also explain to you things that you dont understand

but dont really expect him to study

so, study dates with him are you actually reading, and him writing songs about you or whatever is on his mind

—𝗔𝗥𝗠𝗜𝗡; !!

??

im sorry but

why would you even ask him?

literally he made this face "🤨"

armin finds it SO boring

so, i feel like

if you ask him that, he will brush you off and just take you to other place

"why would you want to study when you can play games?"

def made you play with him for

HOURS

but, in case you really wanted to study, he would make an effort

but don't be mistaken either

armin is a smart boy

it's just that memorizing isn't usually his forte, so when he's finished he probably won't remember even half of what you explained to him

and trust me, if you did manage to get him to put down his console to STUDY

bitch you got him whipped

—𝗞𝗘𝗡𝗧𝗜𝗡; !!

ken is not really into studying really

instead, would rather be training, walking his dog or doing literally anithing else

however, the fact that he could spend some extra time with you after classes ended,  cconvinced him

the truth is that, it would be a bit disastrous

kentin does not pay special attention to the teacher no matter how hard he tries

but since he does not want to disappoint you, he tries to pretend he understand everything

and tries to explain to you the things you don't get, although sometimes he has to improvise a bit

and although the next day half of the points you had solved together were wrong

it was really fun

[biocrafthero]

is isat good

All I know is the funny hat person is aroace and has major fucking issues while in the time loop

Also there’s a hot old?(maybe) woman

YES ITS VERY GOOD!! If you like Omori then ISAT is for you (the reverse is also true, but Omori is significantly more intense/graphic imo)

The funny hat person is named Siffrin (he/they)! He's the protagonist and is the one trapped in the time loop. He's canonically ace but don't worry there's another character who is explicitly aroace :3

And yes there is an old lady her name is Odile (she/her) and she is the best ever of all time

Also if you haven't noticed yet every character has canon pronoun sets which is so awesome and based. The game is super casual in its queerness and I love it honestly it makes me really happy (and seeing Siffrin made me go like "that's me!!")

I'd highly recommend playing it. The game takes around 27 hours to beat I think, but I took 46 because I take my time with games and let myself fully absorb them at my own pace. The visuals and music are fantastic and the writing is top-notch.

For a frame of reference as to how highly I rank this game, the "favorites" category on my Steam library only has four games in it: Omori, We Know The Devil, Heaven Will Be Mine, and In Stars And Time. It doesn't even have games I love with my whole chest like The Binding of Isaac: Rebirth or Doom Eternal or Spore—I'm extremely picky about which games I put in that category, so the fact that I have ISAT in there should be a good sign.

If you decide to play it, do it at your own pace. Don't be afraid to use a guide if you want to see as many things as possible; there's a really good text-only achievement guide on steam I used to keep track of things that even has maps of every floor of the House and locations of enemies and equipment/collectibles. I hope you'll have fun with it if you decide to pick it up!!

[thewakingcloak]

The State of Things Present

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I kept trying to make this post fancier and better and more engaging, and then I realized I was doing that thing where I make myself too overwhelmed to actually finish and post it. The other thing was I kept gunning for a once-a-week posting, and uh… yeah that's not sustainable. So here we go!

The Ghost of Spacefarer Present appears before you He whispers, very quietly, yet in a voice that resonates: "Time to resurrect the Spacefarer"

Ok so the spacefarer (me??) was very tired, but he's awake now and doing things!

Life status

We moved! My wife and kids and I packed up and headed some miles south of our previous house. It was a risk for sure. We didn't know how things would pan out. We really needed to get away from our old environment, our old town, our old house. We loved that house, and we'd said so to each other many times even as we were halfheartedly searching for a new one. But at some point that house had become too burdened with bad memories and traumas, not to mention that after the pandemic, we had no more real roots there. Everyone had moved away, the communities we were involved with had disbanded or changed. And anyway, my wife would be starting a new teaching job down south.

We were fortunate enough to find a new house we loved, and fortunate enough to be in a position where we could actually make the move. I'm aware this is a privilege, given the economy and the market, and so I can only express my thankfulness and consider it a blessing, especially as we healed through our grief.

I have an improved office now! This is where I work on my day job (software/web dev) and my unday job (Studio Spacefarer). With my genetics stacked against me, but also with my desire to be able to keep up with my kids and be there for my family, I collected a standing desk, a walking pad treadmill thing, and an ergonomic keyboard. I'm walking or at least standing most of the day now, which has made a surprising difference already.

I was gonna post a wider view of the office, but my 3yo son ran up while I was taking pictures and started "working" (mashing the keypad), so this is automatically the better pic. Them's the rules.

Anyway, in short, we made it, and it hasn't been a smooth ride the entire time, but it has been well worth it. I've been able to get back into gamedev, which has been a huge boon to my mental health too.

Speaking of… (ghostly drumroll)

Game status!

The good stuff. Here's where I'm at presently with Episode III!

The game is completable from start to end (definitely NOT feature complete)

Jumping, swimming, and dashing all work like a charm and are super fun

Three enemy types have been added, including custom A* pathfinding for the sea monster

Two new collection mechanics (one is heart containers, the other will be a small surprise)

Depth sorting and fake-3D, as mentioned previously, which lets me do lots of fun effects

Day/night are now on a new system, and cave darkness is now a thing (I tried to implement this in PD2 but couldn't figure it out)

Palette swapping for night and lighting effects now uses GameMaker's built in layer effects

Much of the game is now decorated

Updated the game's palette to be more pleasing

Better borderless windowed mode, frame toggling, etc. (I'd made a post about a third party plugin I used to do this previously, but not long after that, GameMaker added an official setting to be toggleable at runtime, so I switched to that… much easier lol)

New audio library which has been a MASSIVE boon (Juju's Vinyl)

New flexible debug/inspector mode which allows me to change values on the fly more easily

State machine rewrite using structs instead of data structures--extremely flexible and less  error-prone (in fact the data structures here were the #1 cause of crashes in Episodes I and II)

Save system rewrite, also using structs instead of data structures (thus fixing the #2 cause of crashes in the first two episodes)

Adjusted the way walls get displayed in interiors--will make a post on this later

Lots and lots and lots and lots of bug fixes

Post end status!

I'm not exactly sure how to wrap this up lol, but y'all can be encouraging me, if you have the emotional space to do so! There's still a lot left to do on PD3, and it can be very daunting at times.

Next post up will be looking forward to the future of Studio Spacefarer. I'm very excited about this! Keep an eye out!

[theviridianbunny]

I love your artstyle. I was wondering if you were inspired by a certain artist or it just developed on it's own? P.S. Never stop creating, I love everything you put out!!!

oh my goodness - firstly thank you so much !!!!! <3

hmm- ok, so I've been drawing regulalrly since i was what...12?? and i'm now 24 !! i am inspired by so many artists (and so many other things in general) - I will list a few artists and art movements that I've drawn inspo from in one way or another !! (really hoping this post gets to the dash bc im popping a lot of links to art and credits to photos and what not aghhhh!))

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NEO EXPRESSIONISM neo expressionism was an art movment I really leant into when I was at university. Artists such as Luciano Castelli acted as points of intrestet and inspo there !! Other movements that took me by storm at uni included german expressionism and impressionism -- my university city (leicester - UK) held one the largest collections of german expressionist art in the UK !!

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EGON SCHIELE - specicifcally his line drawings - they have such a lot of life and energy to them! His water colours are also something special too me -! I found out about this art when i was doing my BTEC (pre uni- would have been.... 16/17??) - remember going into the library at my tech collage and finding a book with his art and being in awe - it blew my mind in the best way ! FUN FACT - Schiele was the protege of Gustav Klimt - another artist I get a lot of happy inspo vibes from !! (but will talk abt klimt another time!!)

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CLAMP / 90S SHOJO MANGA - in recent years i've fallen back in love with manga (in my pre-teens and early teens i was a big manga fan - naruto was probz my first special interest ) - but in the past few years i've looked into shojo and josei mangas - the manga house CLAMP has had such a pull on me - maybe its how they use colour - im just in awe when i see their work omg <3

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HIROHIKO ARAKI / JOJO'S BIZARRED ADVENTURE - what im gonna say for now as my final source of inspo - JJBA and Araki's work came into my world the same time as the paintings and drawings of Schiele!! His use of colour and fashion drawing feel makes me very very happy to see !!

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Thank you again for your kind words !!! You've genuienly made my day !! thank you thank you thank you !! <3

[henrywintersdearestgirl]

Cerasa et vinum

The first smut is here, doves! :) Have fun.

warning: sexual content

For the life of her, she couldn’t sleep.

She liked summer. The fresh fruits from the market, dresses everyday, warm nights, and just killing time away in the country house with her dear friends doing all kinds of things. It was heavenly, really. Having to go nowhere, drinking out of tea cups and smoking cigarettes all day. This was her favorite thing in the whole world, well… Almost. If she was honest, her favorite thing in the world was a certain person, with the name Henry Winter. The group altogether was really close, but her and Henry had a different type of bond. It was precious, really. Everyone saw it, but nobody ever said anything, there was no need to. 

But back to that certain summer night, she was tossing and turning for what it seemed like hours. She thought that the drinking card game they played a few hours prior would guarantee her a good and long night of sleep, but to her disappointment it didn’t. She sat up  and checked the time on her watch that was placed on the nightstand, 2 AM. She was used to sleepless nights, so she got out of bed and headed down to the country house’s library. It had plenty of good books and a nice book always relaxed her mind, if she cannot sleep a relaxed mind will do. As she walked across the huge hallway, looking at the paintings and as a routine admiring the gothic style of the mansion, Francis’s ancestors certainly had divine tastes. The hallway was dimly lit and the moonlight also gifted it a bit more light thanks to the large floor to ceiling windows, everyone else was out like a light, Everyone got stupid drunk, at least they got their beauty sleep, she thought. This house could never scare her, she had so many good memories in this house that she could not be afraid of the dark parts. 

The library of the country house was one of the greatest thing she had the pleasure of seeing, it was huge. It even had little secret spots, that was her favorite, she had found a quiet hidden corner of the library. It had comfortable armchairs and a huge vintage desk, that she used for studying when they came up here on the weekends.

Her first stop was the kitchen, she didn’t plan on leaving her spot for a few hours so she needed some sort of snack. She found some sweet and plump cherries that she bought with Richard from the farmers market the previous morning, and an unopened bottle of red wine also caught her eye, it would be a shame to leave it in the kitchen all alone. Now with her sweet cherries and wine, she headed to her original destination. She must have looked like some ethereal spirit haunting the walls, with her hair sprawled freely across her back and her silky nightgown lightly jostling with the warm summer breeze that managed to sneak into the house. 

In the back of her mind she expected that she was not going to be alone in the library, and she didn’t mind at all. In fact, it made her heart happy. If there was something small she really cherished, it was the intimate moments between her and Henry. The hour long talks they had, sometimes they talked without any words said, their eyes told it all. And of course, let’s not forget about their very sexual affairs. As she was wondering about him, she barely realised that she made it to the corner of the spot. Just like she expected, many candles were lit in a very warm and comfortable light. 

There he was, in black trousers and a white shirt, reading a book as usual. At the noises of her arrival he lifted his head up in her direction and let out a warm boyish grin that only a very few people saw.

“Hello, melilla.” he said, looking up at her.

She flashed a smile to him as a response and put her treasures on the desk beside him. When she turned back to him he was shamelessly getting lost in her figure, so she did the same. His hair was looking perfect, as always, what was quite unlikely of him was that his shirt was rolled up to his elbows and the first two buttons were unbuttoned, making his collar loose, and was he looking divine. He lifted his wrist up and motioned her to come to him wiith two fingers, and who was she to not listen to him. He uncrossed his legs from their previous crossed position and she stood between his spread legs. She put one of her hands on one his broad shoulder and let the other get lost in his hair, while she did that he ran his hands up from her bare thighs to her waist and caressed her silk covered body.

“Can’t sleep?” she asked him while her eyes roamed all around his face, he shook his head in answer.

“You neither?” she did exactly what he did seconds ago, she shook her head. 

He gave her a gently smile, his fingers crawled over to the small of her back and he suddenly pulled her body close to his. His head was resting against her stomach, she loved these soft moments with all her heart, she soothingly began to stroke his hair,

After a few moments, he pulled his head back and spoke while diving deep into her eyes.

“You are the most divine little thing, do you know that?” he never failed to make her feel like a goddess, she replied with a nod and a shy smile.

“I mean it, Y/N. Tu divinissimus es, et meus es adorare.” 

“Scio, me tuum adorare in aeternum.” he slowly stood up and towered over her. He took a hold of her hips, like a predator with precise movements he started pushing slightly at her, which made her walk backward. Blindly listening to his silent command, when her lower back met the desk, in a smooth movement he dipped his palms under her thighs and lifted her up to the desk as if she was only a feather. Not many would assume how strong the once injured classics student is, but she knew it. 

His fingertips were either caressing her features or stroking the hair away from her face. 

“Tell me, who got you this nightgown?” the bastard, he already knew the answer very well.

“You did, Henry.” she was drunk on this whole scenario. She had flashbacks about how she got this nightgown. One sunday dinner Francis overpoured the alcohol in her drink, and she accidentally overshared that she finds it hard to see how someone could see her in an erotic light. The next night a big box was in front of her door, full of silk and lace with a note. 

To my sweet goddess, and the nymph to all my desires - H.W

“And how happy I am that I did, you look absolutely ravishing in silk, melilla.” a certain look in his eyes and his words were making her clench her thighs together, but she failed considering that his hips were between them. When he realized what she tried to do, a smirk sat on his lips. “What is it, darling?” as if he hadn’t known. “You love it when I tell you how beautiful you are? How I think that you must be Aphrodite’s favourite? How I could just eat you up right here and now? Oh, right. I can do that, because you” he leaned closely into her ear “are mine to please.” he whispered to her, in her ear and pressed a long kiss on her temple, then her forehead. 

His movements went from slow to impatient. He captured her lips between his own and gripped her hair, the suddenness of it all made her heart beat faster, or maybe it was just him. 

When she pushed back into their kiss, all hell broke loose, he pulled her hair a bit, just enough to make her gasp and when her lips opened a bit, he let his tongue explore her mouth. 

Then he went to her neck and collarbones. Kissing and sucking love marks into her soft skin. The scent of her made him a starved and impatient man, he was starving for a taste of her, he knew that he would starve for her taste for an eternity, and he would be happy to if at the end of the day he could get it from her. 

His fingers took a hold of the straps of her silk gown and pushed them down her shoulders, exposing her now bare breasts. “Beautiful, my prettiest girl.” He sponged kisses to every inch of her chest, he looked up at her and when their eyes met he pressed a kiss to her throat. After this little moment he leant down and went straight to her nipples with his mouth, his other hand was preoccupied with her other breast, massaging it. She tried to keep her moans down, but he made it very very hard for her to do that. After he was satisfied with the amount of bite marks on her breast he went lower and lower, kissing her stomach are through the silk. He was looking at her when he slowly went down on his knees in front of her, as if he was about to pray to her. He smoothed his hands under the lacy bottom of her nightgown and him palms nearly covered all of the soft skin of her thigh, they slipped to the insides of her thighs and spread her legs ever more apart, now revealing her lace underwear.

“Will you let me, my sweet goddess? Will you let me taste and please you in a way that you should be?” she nearly moaned out at his sentence, he already knew that he would, even though he was the one on his knees he was still in charge, it made her dizzy with desire. She nodded eagerly and at that he chuckled and went straight in. At first he pressed a few kisses to her crotch through the lace, then he hooked her fingers into the band and pulled it down her dove legs, to her surprise he just stuck it in his trouser pocket. He slowly leaned in and deeply inhaled her scent. “Divine.” he whispered to her. He ran his tongue all the way from her slit to her clit, he stopped at her pearl and went from kissing to sucking and back and fourth. He went back down to her slit and opened her up with his thumps, and when she was wide open for him he stuck his tongue into her. Boy, he really knew what he was doing, always the right amount of tempo at the right spots at the right time. After a few minutes, he teased his middle and ring finger at her opening, gathering her wetness and pushing them in and out at a light pace. 

“Oh, Henry, oh.” she couldn’t keep herself up, her back arching off the dark wood desk, her fingers gripping at his hair. They were far away from the others and they were out like a light so she was not holding her breathy moans down, and it was the most beautiful music to his ears. He even fastened his pace up, moved his fingers at a rapid pace and his mouth on her clit was working magic. He knew she was close, her walls were closing on his fingers and her moans turned to breathless gasps. 

“Come on, darling. I know you are nearly there, let go. Let go, my sweet girl. She let go and made a spasming movement, he slowed down to really savor her high. When her breathing got even again he stood back up, leant down to her laying body and kissed her open lips. She hummed pleasatly at her own taste on his tongue.

She let her hands wander across his chest, her fingers unbuttoned the rest of his buttons, smoothing his skin up and down.

“I am aching for you, Y/N, I really am.” He stood up straight and she could see the tent in his pants. It made her smirk at him, she knew that she was the only one who could get him going any second she wanted to. “Oh, don’t you get evil with me, help me out.” he had her chin in his palms. She reached down and unbuttoned his pants, he pushed it down his legs along with his underwear, it always surprised her how big he was, I mean, down there. She looked deep into his eyes while she spread her legs for him, an invitation only for him. He felt like he was on fire, he needed her, so he didn’t spare a second and stepped closer, his length was right at her opening, twitching and pulsing to feel her warmth snug against him. 

“Go on, Henry, I am yours, make us one.” She whispered, he leaned down to devour her lips and suddenly snapped his hips forward in a sudden movement, entering her and even the desk creaked at his sudden move. They both gasped, and he didn’t go at a fast pace right away, he really savored the movements of his hips. 

One of his favorite feeling was making love to his muse, his everything. Holding her tightly in his arms, feeling her warmth all around her, hearing her cries of pleasure for him, caressing her face and her soft locks. He loved her, he would do anything to protect the girl that he was making love to. As the minutes went by, his pace fastened, his drawn out movements went to rather impatient ones. 

It was a heavenly sight to see, two ethereal creatures, who loved each other so much that they would be willing to die for the other, now being one. Her nails were clawing at his back, the pain made him even more excited and motivated in fucking her. He was either kissing her lips or her swan neck. 

“Damn right you are mine. You like that don’t you? That you belong to me, that I am the one that gets to fuck you.” he didn’t swear much, but when he did it made her blood heated. 

“Yes, yes I am.” she whispered in an out-of-breath tone. She loved it when he claimed her like that, both with his words and actions.

“Of course, and the others think you’re so innocent, well well well. They don’t know how many times you climbed into my bed, letting me worship my goddess. My sweet sweet girl.” he was near his high, and so was she, again. He could feel her walls grip him and she could feel his hot member pulsate inside of her, he could feel her up so very perfectly, the perfect angle of his hips hitting every dear spot of her. “Let me tell you a little secret, I am yours too. My soul and heart is yours, only yours for eternity, no one will ever live up to you and I don’t want anyone else other than you. Everytime I lay eyes on you, I thank the Gods for gifting you to my life. I love you.” 

“I-I love you, Henry. I love you.” it made him truly smile, and then he reached down and started rubbing at her clit to get her closer.

She threw her arms over his neck, her legs closed at his waist and she pulled him close to her. With his free arm he reached under her arching back and did the same as her. Suddenly he came to a halt and she felt his hot thick seed spill into her, moaning out of ecstasy 

As they reached their own highs in their loving embrace, and held it until their hearts stopped beating so fast and they could breath properly again. 

He kissed her on her forehead and rest his own on hers. She sat up and he slipped out of her, he watched as his creamy load dripped out of her.

“Hm, you really did fill me up.” she softly laughed.

“Only for you, my darling.” 

He helped her put her nightgown back in place and he gave his shirt to her, so she would be nice and warm. Pulled his trousers back up and got her panties out of his pocket, he held her waist as she got back on her wobbly legs, she held on to his shoulders as he pulled her lace up her legs. They got some tissues and cleaned up.

He sat down back into the armchair where he originally sat before she came here, she got the cherries and the wine from the table and made her way to him. He pulled her in his lap and she rested her head on his chest, his heartbeat soothing her. 

Henry fed her a few cherries, so she could get some of her energy back and ate some himself. While he read his book he caressed her hair, he looked down at the nearly sleeping goddess in his arms and pressed a kiss to the top of her head.

“Sweet dreams, my love.” and with a smile, she fell asleep in her lover’s arms, in the country house’s library.

[tiny-chiro]

Information

Name: Elizabeth Crowen

Nicknames: Eliza, Liz, Lizzie, Eri

Birthday: 20th December, 1874

Nationality: British

Blood Status: Pure-blood

House: Ravenclaw

Wand: Beech, 10¼ inch ,Phoenix's feather core.

Animagus: Crow

Patronus: Python

Boggart: Becoming voiceless

Sexuality: Demisexual

Mbti type: ESTJ-A

Zodiac sign: Sagittarius

OTHER INFORMATION

Likes, Dislikes, Good at, Bad at, Fun facts, Backstory

Likes

Ominis

Her Friends

Sing/ Music

Astronomy

Books

People with potential and ambition

Those who raised her

Almost everything that her friends likes

Dislikes

Her mother

Izumi´s girlfriend (she literally wants to kill her)

Pretentious people

Lies

Empty words

Good at

Potions

Charms

Astronomy

History of magic

Music

Bad at

Flying (she dosen't undestand why she has to fly on a broom when she is a bird)

Fun Facts

Her favourite colours are purple and black (yes, she is basically a goth).

Polyglot (she was forced from an early age to learn as many languages as possible).

Seems quite annoying but is actually kind.

Loves sweets (although she's ashamed to admit it).

Bookworm (she has probably already read all the books in the library including the forbidden section).

Loves to sing and wants to become a professional singer (without giving up her family's business).

Possesses ancestral magic, but unlike the protagonist, no one knew about it apart from her and her father at one point, she "uses" it to try to read such old and rare scriptures that are in a language so ancient that possibly even God forgot.

When she starts to lose patience with someone she calls them by their full name.

He tries to help Ada study astronomy… but fails in the process.

BackStory

During this time the Crowen family's business is that of information, although they are spread across basically the entire globe, the main and most powerful family is in the UK.

Elizabeth's parents have a contract marriage, one of the conditions of this contract is to have an heir, no matter what sex.

The relationship with her parents is quite bad, her mother since she was born didn't even want to take care of her, she generally ignores her as if she didn't exist and when she doesn't ignore her she insults her for no reason.

Her father at least knows of her existence, but his response to anything that concerns Elizabeth is "Do what you want, just don't take the family business to the rubbish".

Basically the workers in the main house took care of her.

By the age of 5 she was fully capable of handling her mother's responsibilities as hostess of the house.

The titles "father" and "mother" are of no value to her and she only uses them as a formality.

She joined Hogwarts in first year, and has been friends with Aderyn ever since.

When Sebastian's sister happened, she tried to help her with the information she had, but it wasn't enough.

She is currently trying to find a way to help him.

For now, that's all there is about her

I share canon with these wonderful people:

@yoselin-uyu || @jasminediaz || @khamoise || @aleapple1216 || @maleliddell

See you next time for more)?

[ijustreallylikepirates]

I got a Alenick fanfic request from @animationadventures so this is what has been requested. Anyway, enjoy my silly little world of Alenick

Disclaimer: this fanfic has a little making out, swearing, and it’s a little suggestive at times but no smut.

Living in the same house as Nick has been quite fun, not gonna lie.

Ever since we started our relationship, we had actually been doing so much fun stuff together. We’ve been to so many exciting places. We’ve danced to my old Elvis records on my dusty record player from when I was a kid. Nick once hit so drunk that I had to stop him from putting a fork in the microwave. Then he just sat himself on my lap and we made out for a bit. What a crazy night that was.

We do have calming nights too. We like to have some actual movie nights where we get through whole movies without… doing something else. Sometimes I like to lay on his chest while I read my books. Sometimes he gets a nightmare and crawls into my bed at night for comfort.

We also maintain that library job of ours. We tend to flirt with each other, and we sneak kisses from one another while we are working when no one is watching. Sometimes he brings me books from the shelves he thinks I might like. My favorite will always be The House in the Cerulean Sea though. No book will ever beat it.

Today is a special day though. It’s Nick’s birthday, and I wanted to do something special for him. I decided that I was going to make a cake for him.

His favorite kind of cake too. Red velvet, with vanilla frosting and pieces of dark chocolate on top. A fancy cake for a fancy man.

As I mixed the batter, Nick was still sleeping. I mean, it was only 9:00 AM. Nick likes to sleep in on weekends, so I thought this would be the perfect time to bake him his surprise cake.

Once the batter was fully mixed, I grabbed a pan and poured it in. I smoothed out the batter, then slid the cake into the preheated oven and shut the oven door.

I was about to move away from the oven but Nick had came out of his cave and wrapped his arms around me from behind. I jumped in shock.

I turned my head to look at him. “Hey, Blondie. You sleep good?”

He groaned and nodded. He then leaned forward, kissed me on the cheek and asked, “What are you making?”

I laughed. “I can’t tell you. It’s a surprise.” Thankfully, I put all the cake ingredients away.

Nick just shrugged and said, “Whatever.”

“Can you go in the living room and stay there until I tell you that you can come back in the kitchen?” I asked him. “I just have something important I need to do, just go watch Star Wars or something.”

Nick smirked and raised an eyebrow at me. “Are you possibly doing something for me for my birthday that you don’t want me to see?”

I kept my poker face on. I in fact had been working to better it. “Just go in the living room.”

He laughed. “Alright, sexyback. Whatever you want.” He stuffed his hands in the pockets of his cashmere suit jacket.

As the cake continued baking, I untied the apron I was wearing and walked off to my room. I rifled through one of my bureau drawers and took out the presents I had bought Nick. A new watch and a photo album.

I grabbed one of the gift bags I randomly had stored in my closet and carefully placed the box with the watch inside the bag. Then I opened up the photo album. I wanted to put a couple photos in there to start it up for him, a couple of photos I had taken of us together over the weeks we’ve been dating.

I kept all the photos in my wallet. I tapped around in my back pocket for my wallet. I was surprised when I wasn’t able to feel it. I frantically stuck my hands in both pockets, but still to no avail.

But then, I came to a conclusion. When Nick hugged me in the kitchen, he must’ve stolen my wallet out of my pocket when he let go without me noticing! How did he even get away with that?

I put the empty photo album in the bag for now, then hid his gift in my closet. I walked out of my room and into the living room.

Nick was actually in the living room like I told him to. But instead of Star Wars, he was watching Back to the Future. What a dork. He was straightening one of the paintings on the wall.

I walked up to him and asked, “May I please have my wallet back?”

He turned his head to me and reached into the pocket of his suit jacket. “What?” He pulled out my wallet from his pocket. “This wallet?”

I rolled my eyes at him. “Yes, my wallet. Give it back.”

He just smirked and tightened his grip on my wallet. “No.”

I held my hand out. “Give it.”

Nick stayed true to his answer. “No.”

I wiggled my fingers at him. He went to give it back to me but as I tried to grab it, he snatched it back.

I sighed in frustration. I tried to grab it by force but he dodged. I grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and tackled him to the floor.

I tried to grab the wallet out of his hand but he stretched his arm up so I couldn’t reach it. I laughed and said, “Give it!”

He laughed back and said, “No chance!”

I straightened my glasses, then said sternly, “If you don’t give me my wallet back, I’ll kiss you.”

He just smirked and taunted me by waving my wallet around in his hand.

I put my hands on his cheeks and said, “Well, fine.”

I craned my neck inward and forced my lips on his. Nick didn’t waste a second kissing me back.

As soon as I let go from that kiss, I asked him, “Can I have my wallet back now?”

He smirked. “Fine.” He tucked my wallet into my back pocket, then gripped my waist. “Just kiss me more.”

I smirked. “Whatever you want, birthday boy.”

I ran my hands through his hair as I kissed him again. His hands traveled up from my waist, pulling my shirt up as he went.

I’ve made out with Nick so many times before but… this felt less sexual and more… romantic. He stole my wallet to tease me, I threatened to kiss him if he didn’t give it back, he purposefully wouldn’t give it back because he wanted me to kiss him.

God, I love this man.

Nick’s grip on my back tightened, and I kissed him harder. A little noise escaped from the back of his throat.

But before anything could escalate, the timer on the oven went off.

I pulled my lips off of Nick’s and sat up. “Shit. I have to go take that out of the oven before it burns.”

I pulled myself to my feet, then held my hand out to Nick. He gradually took my hand and tightly grasping his, I pulled him up to stand next to me. I kissed his hand and said, “Stay in the living room, no peeking.”

Nick just smiled, a sparkle in his eyes. “Alright.”

I walked back to the kitchen and put some oven mitts on my hands. Then I opened the oven door and slid the cake out of the oven.

I poked a toothpick into the top of the fluffy red cake. It came out clean. I let the cake sit in the pan to cool as I walked over to the fridge.

From the fridge, I grabbed the bowl of buttercream frosting I had made the night before. I opened one of the drawers next to the oven and grabbed the piping bags and piping tips I had bought for this reason.

I grabbed an offset spatula and took the plastic wrap off the top of the bowl. I put some of the frosting into the piping bag, then grabbed a pair of kitchen scissors and cut the end. I put the piping tip on the end of the bag and twisted the bag at the top, then set it on the counter next to the cake pan.

I got a knife and cut the cake into three layers. I placed each layer on a cooling rack and set the knife down next to the piping bag.

I went into my bedroom and grabbed Nick’s present. I brought it out to the kitchen and placed them on the island. I took the empty photo album out of the bag and placed it on the black marble surface of the island.

As the cake layers cooled, I pulled my wallet from my back pocket. I opened it up and pulled the few couple printed photos from one of the slits.

I opened the photo album up and started to slip the photos into the clear plastic slots. A picture of us on our first date. A picture of us cuddled up on the couch, coffee in our hands. A picture of Nick getting attacked by pigeons in the park as I just laughed. A picture of me laying on Nick’s chest, a book sprawled across my chest as I slept.

So many great memories. As I slipped the last photo into the album, I closed it up and slipped it back into the bag. I quickly walked back to my room and grabbed some tissue paper.

I walked back out to the kitchen and carefully placed the paper into the bag, covering the gifts inside.

Then I tucked the bag into the corner of the island and walked to the other side of it, where the cake layers and frosting were sitting.

I grabbed a cake stand from the cabinet and placed it on the island in front of me. I carefully placed the bottom cake layer on the stand, then grabbed the offset spatula and spread some frosting on top of the layer. I did the same for the next layer.

Then I placed the last layer on top of the first two layers, then started to frost the whole cake. Once the whole cake was covered, I smoothed out the frosting and swiped off the excess frosting.

Then I grabbed the piping bag and started piping swirls all around the top of the cake. Then I went into the fridge and grabbed the piping bag of chocolate frosting I had made. There was just a little bit of it, I wasn’t using too much of it.

I took the bag and carefully started to spell out ‘Happy Birthday Nick!’ on the top of the cake. Then I grabbed the bar of dark chocolate from the fridge and took off the wrapping. I broke it into pieces and put a piece on each frosting swirl. I had a couple pieces left over so I popped one into my mouth and placed the rest around the lettering.

When I put the last piece of chocolate onto the frosting, I stepped back and looked at my creation. I wiped my forehead with my arm and said, “Good thing I watched those videos on how to decorate cake.”

I took the cake stand and put it in the fridge for later.

~

I took Nick out to dinner to the same restaurant we had went to on our first date. This restaurant was like one of our favorite places to be together, considering it’s the place we really fell in love with each other.

The night out was almost similar to that of our first date too. Except when we came home we didn’t, uh… you know.

When we walked through the door, I told Nick to come into the kitchen for his birthday surprise.

He chuckled. “I knew you had something for me.” He followed me into the kitchen. “You’re not sneaky.”

“I can be if I really try.” I smiled. “I just wanted to make you feel special.”

He sat down on a stool in front of the island. I sat down next to him and slid his present over to him.

He kissed me on the cheek and said, “Oh, I feel very special. I’m lucky enough to even have you in the first place.”

I blushed and gestured my hand to the present. “Open it.”

He turned the present sideways on the counter, then removed the tissue paper from inside. He pulled out the small box with the watch inside. He slowly opened the box and gasped.

The watch was golden. And it was really expensive! Anything to make Nick happy.

He carefully pulled the watch out of the box and looked at it. “Oh, wow!” he said, before wrapping it around his wrist. He turned his wrist around in circles, then said, “It fits perfect! Thank you!”

I smiled and said, “There’s something else in the bag.”

He looked at the bag, then pulled the photo album out of the bag. He turned the front cover and looked at all the pictures I had already put in there.

He raised an eyebrow, then turned to me and asked, “Why did you take a picture of me getting attacked by birds?”

“I thought it would be funny!” I said, laughing.

He laughed too and said, “It’s funny that birds tried to eat me?”

“They wanted your pretzel. You bought it, it was your fault.”

He gently backhanded me on my chest and giggled. “Well, those pigeons can have my pretzel. I’d rather have you.”

I just blushed.

He took his phone out of his back pocket and opened up his camera roll. “I have so many amazing pictures of us for this.”

As he started scrolling through his pictures, I put my elbow on the table and rested my head on my hand. A sweet smile appeared on my face as he laughed and smiled, my face heating up.

God, I am so in love with him.

He suddenly looked over at me. The corners of his lips turned up in a smile as he asked, “What?”

I just sighed and said, “Happy birthday, Nick.”

He blushed a little, then said, “I love you, Alec.”

I looked into his ocean blue eyes. “I love you too.”

But then I remembered the other surprise I had for him. I perked up and said, “I have something else for you.”

He looked up from his phone. He laughed and said, “What now?” He turned his phone off and placed it face down on the counter.

I got up from my stool and grabbed the cake out of the fridge. I placed it down on the counter and said, “I made you a cake!”

He gasped and said, “My favorite kind too!? You really do love me, huh?”

I nodded, then grabbed two plates, two forks, and a knife. “Anything for you, babe.” I put the plates in front of us, then started to cut the cake.

As we ate our cake, I asked him, “Hey, what are you gonna put in the front sleeve on the photo album?”

He just smiled and said, “I’m saving that spot for a special picture we haven’t taken yet.”

I looked over at him and raised an eyebrow. “As in?”

He leaned over and whispered in my ear, “Our wedding picture.”

I just blushed and looked back down at my cake.

Once we finished eating our cake, we danced to my old Elvis records. We spent the whole night just dancing around the house.

We had a little more cake afterwards.

Later on in the night, we were laying on the couch watching movies together. I could feel the rise and fall of Nick’s breathing on my chest.

I ran my fingers through his hair and gently asked him, “Was this the best birthday you’ve ever had?”

He leaned up and kissed me. “Of course it was.”

The End!!!

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I LOVE THEM SO MUCH I WANT WHAT THEY HAVE

Anyways, I hope you enjoyed this fanfic. I fucking loved writing this one, it had me giggling and kicking my feet and shit. And I’m the one who wrote it. Anyways, I would appreciate a like, a reblog, or a nice comment. Any or all works. Thank you for reading and ily all!!!

[cbsghostsmetasandtrevor]

CBS Ghosts Master Post

Hi All! I'm Jen, I'm also Jmagnabo92 on Tumblr. This blog is dedicated to CBS Ghosts & Trevor. I can ship him with pretty much everyone, so I'm game to talk about any possible ship with him.

I welcome anyone to come and chat with me about this silly show.

Please Note that I am trying to avoid spoilers - so anything passed current episodes & the promo that appears at the end of each Thursday episode should not be mentioned.

I still have to go through and link all of the master posts, but I wanted to at least label out my fanfics. Each Title has the AO3 link. Although you can find them on Tumblr, too. Many of them are currently HMoney, but I don't think that will hold for long.

Decisions, Decisions - M, T/H, 33K - After the events of the holidays, Hetty's teasing of Trevor leads them down an interesting path together.

Trevor's Body - G, T/H, 2.9K - Trevor's memorial weekend prompts a conversation that leads to a different ending to Trevor's Body.

The Bet - M, T/H, 2.5K - After Nigel's cryptic comment, Trevor learns that there's been a bet about him and Hetty getting together. This leads him to encourage Hetty to take Nigel's power away by telling everyone and learning of who won the bet.

Heartbreaker - T, T/H, 4.1K - The events of Alberta’s descendent through Trevor’s eyes & and the resulting aftermath of Hmoney’s coming out. Hetty and Trevor deal with Hetty's feelings of embarrassment and how they came to be together.

Jay's Board of Ghosts - T, T/H, 6.5K - Freddie has more proof when he confronts Sam and Jay about the ghosts, and the ghosts trap situation goes a little differently.

Touch Me Tender - T, T/H, 9K - Now that HMoney is out, Trevor enjoys the fact that Hetty loves to touch him, openly, and that they spend so much time together - even sharing Hetty's bed and having sleepovers. Which leads to a slumber party and certain secrets coming out about Trevor.

World War Teatime - T, T/H, 6.5K - After their plot to put their relationship back on their terms, Hetty and Trevor decide to date one-on-one in secret with Jay's help.

The Gentlemen's Club - T, T/H, 11.3K - When Sam decides to go see if David is a ghost, Trevor asks to use the ghost trap to see if he can attend the meeting. Hetty, not wanting to potentially lose him, decides to risk it, too, and the two of them get to have their first adventure together outside of the mansion.

Planning Ghostly Adventures - M, T/H, 11.8K - After Trevor's reveal that the ghost trap can be used for ghostly adventures, the ghosts go crazy wanting to travel for the first time since they died. Planning these adventures lead to fun discussions for Trevor, who's responsible for helping organize it all since he was given a special present.

A Dream Come True - G, T & his family, 22.8K - The day after Trevor breaks things off with Hetty, he wakes up alive and finally gets the second chance on life that he's always wanted and - bonus - it lets him escape his problems.

Butterfly Time With Flower - G, T & F, 1.7K - A month after Trevor becomes a ghost, he’s wallowing on the first day of Hannukah until Flower comes up with a distraction.

The Apology - G, T & Sam, 1.8K - After Sam has acknowledged them, Trevor struggles to apologize for his part in her accident and the event that would change her life forever.

Late Night Conversations - M, T/H H&I, 2.1K - When Trevor can't sleep the night of the fight with Hetty, he seeks her out and spies a late night conversation that puts their fight in perspective.

Trevor's New Pad - E, T/Sass, 5.8k - Trevor spends one night in the library after Nigel's blackmail before deciding he can't do this. He moves out to the Carriage House, and when Sass follows him, they're both in for a surprise at what that does for their relationship.

A French Anniversary - E, T/H & T/Sass, 8.5K - After Trevor's slip-up when Hetty's almost year-long banishment, the house knew that he and Hetty stayed together. Now, their anniversary approaches and both Trevor and Hetty find gifts that are perfect for one another.

To Be Affectionate - T, T/H, 1K - Trevor thought that being public with Hetty again meant that they could be affectionate in front of the house the way they had been in the last twenty years, but due to the deal that Hetty initiate those touches, he struggles with not knowing if he's allowed to be his normally affectionate self. Luckily, Hetty's there to reassure him.

It's A Twin Thing - M, T/H & T & Jeremy, 21.6K - A few weeks after Hetty's almost banishment, Trevor's in for a surprise when his twin brother stops by.

Trevor's Jacket - E, T/H, 3.2K - After watching an 80s movie marathon, Hetty decides to steal Trevor's jacket to come out to the house.

Cuddle Him - E, T/Sass & Sam/Jay, 3.1K - After the big moment with Ari and the watch, Trevor sort of deflates in sadness, Sass wants to help and Jay suggests cuddling him. None of them expected where cuddling would lead to.

Ghostly Love - M, T/B, 31K - WIP - After meeting Bela, Trevor can't help wishing that they could continue dating, but Sam and Jay order him not to message her again. And yet, when Bela messages him first, Trevor gets his wish.

Girl Talk - G, F & H (Trevor & T/H only mentioned), 2.6K - Hetty's favorite part about rooming with Flower is that it's easier to sneak back into her room after her late-night visits with Trevor, that is until Flower finally catches her and they engage is some roommate girl talk about Trevor.

Ghostly BFFs - T, T/F, 4.9K - Sometimes, dying leads to a best friend - and sometimes, that best friend becomes so much more. Flower's been in love with her best ghostly friend for years, keeping it a secret, until one day... the secrets out.

That's all for now - but I've got a billion ideas and stories that have been started & not yet finished. So, there will be more :)

[italeean]

Hello! Congrats on 350 followers! You're imcredibly talented, so good on you! May I please request an entry for the event?

Fandom: Bungou Stray Dogs.

Role in the tk community: Ler (I've been blessed with not being ticklish.

Romantic/platonic: Platonic (unless it's Fyodor, Dazai, or Sigma😂)

Gender: Male.

Here's a little about me :)

Age: 23

Gender: male.

MBTI: INTJ.

Introvert/extrovert: introvert.

Hobbies: playing the cello and piano (habe played both since I was 10), playing chess, and reading (I got a whole mini library in my house XD).

Likes: Stargazing, strategizing, books, instrumental music, listening.

Dislikes: Rude people, those who don't listen, dogmatic people, loud/crowded places.

Random facts I thought I'd include: Like a certain Russian rat, I'm anaemic. I'm also a bit of an insomniac, though I take meds for both. I speak MUCH more formally in person, though I tend to use slang or more laxed language online as a tone indicator (the struggles of ASD😅).

Feel free to decline if you get to busy. Your well-being comes first! Have a fantastic day and I wish you luck on all future endveavours!

Hello fellow INTJ, thank you for participating!!! I had lots of fun writing your request, it was genuinely cute 🥹❤️ Btw you remind me a lot of Fyodor haha but I didn't match you with him... anyway, I hope you'll enjoy your match! Let me know if you do, my dear Fyodor-anon ❤️🍡 *some dango to enjoy while reading*

🔮 So for my event, your match is... SIGMA

🔮 Why did I choose him for you?

• Okay first, Sigma is an absolute sweetheart with 100% lee energy, which matches your ler vibes • I feel like he'd be amazed by how many talents you have! He's the kind of guy who'd sit down and watch you play an instant for hours • He'd always take you with him at the casino, but he wouldn't make you stay in the middle of the crowd... he'd probably let you watch the cameras and see how people are playing. He'd love to hear your sarcastic comment's about the lack of brain of some people • I feel like the perfect date for you two would be an indoor date or exploring hidden gems where you can be almost alone and admire the landlord • I feel like his laughter goes from extremely high-pitched to silent... you'd probably tell him "Now I can play another instrument" just to see him blush • He'd be ✨️hopeless✨️ in a chess match against you, which would lead to him pouting at you... and obviously it would mean cheer-up soft tickles!! (I feel like he'd prefer a softer touch in this context) • HOWEVER... he'd be a great match against you in card games because he can memorize the cards so he'd have a big advantage to match your superior strategizing abilities! • I'm sure you'd annihilate him at Risiko, and he'd destroy you at Memory hahaha (if I had a game night with you two, I'd have to get ready for a major humiliation /hj) • I can imagine you two having a window on your ceiling to fall asleep while stargazing, although sometimes you'd also go out • I'm positive that Sigma would close the casino for one night just to do stargazing with you from such a high and secluded spot! • I feel like you'd enjoy reading together sometimes, and then you'd comment on the books you read at night... Sigma would LOVE your more formal speech style • Thanks to his amazing memory, Sigma would remember to make sure you follow a diet full of iron and take iron integrators... he'd do his best to take perfect care of you

🔮 Tickle scenario

Note: "мой ангел" means "my angel"

Fyodor Dostoevsky and Nikolai Gogol probably weren't the best guys around... to be honest, they weren't even close to being good, but they actually did the best thing when they introduced you to Sigma.

He was an angel to you, even if he couldn't see it. How he both listened and opened up to you, watched you play instruments as if you were a music deity, how he showed appreciation towards you and the quality time you spent together... you two were a match made in heaven. Different enough to complete each other and similar enough to be compatible.

You were thinking all of this as you watched your little angel asleep on the couch, breathing deeply but without making a sound. He looked like he was having a peaceful dream.

You had asked him if he could listen to a cello piece you were practicing on. It was an extremely relaxing piece, some critics even said it was probably a lullaby written by the composer for his children, but you didn't really think it would work on your boyfriend.

However, you had to interrupt that blissful moment for Sigma's sake. It was almost dinner time and sleeping at that time was surely going to mess up his sleeping schedule. You chuckled, glancing at that sleeping angelic face once more before tracing his back lightly to wake him up softly.

A smile formed on the dual-haired guy's face and it got wider and wider until it turned into a sleepy, groggy giggle. "Good morning, мой ангел~" you smirked while he looked up at you, still giggling as the last traces of sleep left his eyes.

"I wanna sleep... just keep playing your cello..." he tried pointlessly to swat your hands away. "No can do," You sing-songed "It's dinner time, and you need to get up if you want to sleep tonight." Your words made him groan, but he knew you were right.

"Go awayyy" He whined, and then he made the worst mistake. "Did you... just throw a pillow at my face?" You asked, showing playful indignation, and decided to make him regret that choice.

"5... 4... 3..." You started counting, and Sigma knew what was coming. You ignored his pleads and neutralized every attempt he made to get away, "2... 1..."

"Gyahahahahaha Ihihi'm sohohorryehe pleheheahase nohohohot thihihis!!!" He kicked with his legs and punched the couch, as if doing that would give him any relief or protection from the tickling he was receiving on his back, sides, ribs and underarms. "I'm afraid I have to decline your request, dear... you had your chance to listen to me, and now you have to face the punishment for not doing so." You solemnly scolded him. You didn't know why but that kind of tone always flustered him.

"YohOHOu're meHEahAHan..!" He complained while you drew little circles in the hollow of his underarms. "Says the one who threw a pillow at my face..." You quickly retorted, and then you decided to go for the kill without any kind of warning.

"NAHAHAHAHA NOHOHOT THEHE NEHEHEHEHEHEHECK!!! I'M SOHOHOHORRY IHIHI'M SAHAHAHAHARRYEHEHE IHIHI'LL GEHEHET UHUHUHUHUP!!!" He immediately caved in. It was adorable for you how he could've handle even two fingers tracing his neck.

"I didn't even get to use my whole hands there... but I got what I wanted and I'm getting quite hungry, so I'll let you off the hook this time." You decided to be merciful and helped him sit up, giving a couple of minutes to recover.

You noticed how late it was, and noticing that Sigma was fully recovered, you got up and walked towards the door of the living room. "Come on, let's go to din-" You tried to say before getting interrupted by two hands squeezing your sides.

"Hahaha I got you!" Sigma exclaimed proudly, eager to finally get his revenge on you... only to find out, to his dismay, that you weren't even twitching.

"Nice try, мой ангел~"

"H-how can this- No! Nononono wait wait wahAHAHAHAHAIT..!"