#i finally made a good looking male sim

[moonloose]

I feel like now I can enjoy some yeehaw gameplay....

[candychasse]

Yandere Sim Male Rivals dealing with the, 'me, my s/o, and their 500 dollar life sized mareep plush' meme being their reality.

Characters: Osano, Amao, Kizano, Oko, Aso, Osoro, Megamo.

Contains: g/n reader, not proofread, fluff. At least five of the guys having beef with a plushie.

Osano.

"What the hell is that."

^ exact words he said when you came home with the adorable pokemon plush.

Despite his harsh words he does think the sheep is cute.

He will complain, like a lot.

"Move the damn sheep." He says loudly as he tries to get comfy in bed. You groaned slightly and moved the sheep to the other side of you. "Thank-" he stops himself as you turn your back to him! "Y/n." He calls out. You turn again to face him, bringing the Mareep to face him too. "Yes?" You ask, a grin slowly growing. "...whatever." He says turning his back to you, 'two can play that game' he thinks.

Two actually cannot play that game. In the morning you found him turned facing you, holding the Mareep tight. You snicker to yourself as you take a photo of him.

Amao.

He's not particularly the biggest fan of mareep, however, he does understand how much the plush means to you.

I'd imagine he'd try to convince you to move mareep somewhere else like, "Why don't we move Mareep to the couch so they can watch TV?"

^when that obviously didn't work. He accepted his fate.

You had just wrapped up closing the bakery for the day and headed upstairs in order to destress and enjoy the rest of your evening. You headed into your room to pick out pajamas, when you saw it. Amao carefully making the bed and placing Mareep front and center on the freshly made bed. "There!" He said with a smile. Your heart melted and you practically tackled him in a bear hug for his kindness toward Mareep.

Kizano.

He actually hates the sheep. No secret love of it or anything.

He thinks mareep is ugly and takes up too much space in bed.

It's the dead of night, you're sleeping peacefully in bed curled up with mareep. Kizano had just got home from a late night film shoot. He did his skincare routine and prepared for bed, but as he gets into bed he feels an unfamiliar lump in the bed. He tries not to make much noise as he pulls back the blanket and investigates the lump....

It's an ugly sheep?

He blinks in confusion for a few moments then simply casts the sheep aside to the ground, adjusting his body to replace the sheep's former place in your arms.

In the morning he pretends not to know of the plushie when you point out it must've fallen in the middle of the night.

"What plushie, my love?"

Bs.

Oko.

I think he'd just get depressed.

Like, I think he'd get self conscious. He really does like snuggling with you late at night, it's even better than summoning demons to him! But now all you do is snuggle Mareep.

Is he not good enough?

You only find out about his feelings towards Mareep during a late night while your a cleaning a stain off her.

"Hey.. Why don't we leave Mareep somewhere else, because she's dirty..?" Oko asks cautiously. You giggle slightly at the thought. "Nah! I'm sure I can clean her up enough!" You replied, dead set on removing the stain. "...great..." He whispers. "What was that?" You question. "I mean great! It'd be a shame if you couldn't cuddle them." He elaborates, but you know Oko, and you know when he's lying, so you decide to toy with him a little. "Well, if I couldn't get the stain off I'd just cuddle with you probably." You say 'off handedly'. "..oh so now you'd want to cuddle with me...." He mutters under his breath. You gasp finally putting the pieces together. "You're jealous of Mareep!" You exclaim loudly. His face turns flush from embarrassment, "..no." He replies turning his face away from you. A common tell of him hiding his feelings. "Well, if you are jealous of Mareep, which I know you're not, I would want you to know that I only got Mareep because I got lonely those nights you would run off to summon demons..." You confess, awkwardly looking down. "Oh, well, uhm, I'm not going out tonight.." He says and your eyes sparkle a little. "Get over here!" You say with a small smile, pushing Mareep to the side and holding Oko closely.

Aso.

LOVES THE DANG MAREEP.

He does however unintentionally abuses the Mareep. Think accidentally sitting on it, using it as a table, etc.

he says sorry to the Mareep everytime.

Throws it in the air really high that it hits the ceiling, BUT he does catch it!

It was a rare occasion where Mareep was chilling on the end of the bed while you and Aso cuddled. Right as the familiar embrace of sleep enveloped you both, a familiar thud was heard. "Aso, Aso, you kicked Mareep off the bed." You said while rubbing his shoulder to try and awaken him. He groaned "huh? Oh shoot! My bad..." He whispered, getting out of the warm bed and picking Mareep up from the floor. You giggled slight at the sight of him placing it carefully onto the bed and returning to your side.

Osoro.

Intentional Mareep abuse. Have you seen those tik toks of squishmallow girls' boyfriends beating up their squishmallows instead of just like, hugging it? Yeah that's Osoro.

HE DOESN'T HATE MAREEP THOUGH! Shockingly (heh get it) he likes the plushie.

"Osaro you're so mean! Mareep didn't do nothin' to you!" You exclaim with a gasp as he absentmindedly punches the mareep. "He's an inanimate object Y/n, he can't feel pain." Osaro replies while punching the Mareep again.

But like Kizana he is not above tossing it a side in order to cuddle with you.

Unlike Kizana he wouldn't put it on the floor but just to the side opposite of the one you're laying on.

Osaro tossed and turned in the middle of the night, to say he had a rough dream would be the least to say. He tries to move closer to you but is blocked by the giant Mareep. Grunting he grabs the Mareep and tosses it to where he was formerly laying. He wraps his arms around your waist and sighs. Now that he's in your arms his dreams seem nicer, even if that does sound silly.

Megamo.

He's a busy guy, being the heir to a mega corp, having his own passions, it's a lot on his plate. So most days he come home by the time you're already asleep.

I doubt he noticed you owned a life sized Mareep until one day...

Once again, we begin our story in the dead of night, you're tucked in, nice and warm. Meanwhile Megamo had just came in from the frigid rainstorm outside. He wasn't all too wet so he just changed clothes and headed to bed. Little did he know, the lump he was cuddling was not you.

In the morning, Megamo was face to face with a sheep's face instead of yours. To say he was a little upset would be an understatement.

He tries bribery, offering you any normal sized plushie you want.

He tries threatening saying that since you're cuddling Mareep you can't cuddle with him.

He even thinks about just throwing it out. But he knows how much it means to you. So he just silently moves it to the couch everyday, and every evening it's back on *his spot* on the bed.

He despises that damn sheep.

[rowretro]

YANDERE ENHA REACTION:

you ask for cuddles after they had punished you

✧warnings: toxic/yandere themes, somewhat violence

✧synopsis: Yandere Enhypen as your boyfriend. They had punished you for a mistake you had done, perhaps running away or interacting with another boy, and yet there you were asking them for cuddles...

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✧LEE HEESEUNG✧

He just snickerred. It wasn't that long ago when he caught you hiding behind a tree, burying your face in your knees, hoping he didn't find you. It wasn't that long ago when he locked you in the basement, chaining you to the wall, depriving you of comfortable sleep, good food and even water. Yet here you were in front of him asking you for cuddles.

He fucking loved it goddamit. You needed him, you wanted him, and even after all that running away and Ethan Lee's torture, you were still in love with him. "Hee hee pleaseeee" you whined with a pout, fear still evident in your eyes. "Then promise me you'd never pull such a stunt ever again kitten..." Heeseung said as you promised him. The male smirked, satisfied, and carried you to his room as he really did miss having you in his arms when he'd peacefully drift off to his dreamland.

✧PARK JONGSEONG✧

Jay scoffed at you. The audacity to run off like that when he wasn't home. He trusted her for one day. only to find the lock broken and his girl gone. So he punished you. and here you were, 2 days after, the wounds barely healing, asking for cuddles "You think you deserve any?!!! I spoil you with everything and yet you broke my fucking trust. Go sleep and do not touch me." Jay warned, putting a pillow between them.

For at least a week or even a month, Jay would put up this cold facade, seeing you cry and beg, and have meltdowns. He needed you to crave for him, just as equally as he craves you. At least a month passes, and he hugs you tightly, placing soft kisses down your neck, and finally letting you cuddle him "See princess? you need me... so don't ever run off like that okay?"

✧SIM JAEYUN✧

How could you run away y/n? all he ever did despite kidnapping you and killing your boyfriend, was love you dearly and buy you everything you've ever wanted, yet you betrayed him, you hurt him, you fucking ran away. So it was no surprise you were stuck in the basement, with healing cuts and a growling stomach. As soon as Jake let you out, he made you a nice meal to make up for all those days, he helped you shower, and treated your wounds.

Yet he was so cold toward you. "Jakey... c-can we cuddle?" you suddenly asked as you softly tug on his hoodie. The male turned around to look at you. oh the desperation in your eyes, you wanted to be in his arms. It was like everything he suffered for was worth this very moment. "Of course darling, anything for my love" he said with a smile as you hugged him tightly and fuck. he fucking loved it.

✧PARK SUNGHOON✧

Sunghoon was one to get easily jealous, plus him being a yandere, it's surprising he even lets you go out. The man just wanted to take you out on a nice date. You, him and the beautiful scenery. Yet there he saw you smiling and talking with Sunoo, his best friend who happened to be your cousin. He was fucking mad. As soon as you got home you regretted even looking in Sunoo's direction.

You were still bleeding from Sunghoon's punishment, and yet he saw you on the floor, cleaning up the smashed shards of glass that pierced your skin. He picked you up and slipped off your clothes, treating those cuts and slipping on one of his shirts on you. The man silently cleaned up all the smashed fragments, and mopped the floor, not wanting you to get hurt. "Hoon... can we cuddle?" you asked as the man looked at you "Fine..." he trailed off, finishing up the cleaning as he joined the bed with you

✧KIM SUNOO✧

Sunoo wasn't the type to get jealous that easily. Yet when he saw you smile at Haruto, and laughing at his jokes, he was beyond jealous. He was fucking pissed. The whole car ride home was filled with arguments and as soon as you got home, you knew what was going to happen. He yanked your jacket off of you and threw you in the basement, locking the door while you screamed and cried for him to let you out. He fucking hated your attitude.

When he did let you out, all he could do was smirk. You weren't arguing or glaring at him, you weren't biting at him every ten seconds. You was silent. Sunoo dried your hair and brushed it "So pretty... love you most when you aren't being a bitch to me you know love?" Sunoo asked as the girl turned to him. "C-Can we cuddle?" you asked as Sunoo smiled "Of course we can pretty girl, right after I do your hair" He said with a smile, kissing your nose.

✧YANG JUNGWON✧

Jungwon can easily hide how he's feeling when he's around others, which is probably why you failed to notice how jealous he was when you were smiling and laughing with one of his colleagues. But you knew what you were in for when you saw the glare Jungwon sent you. You immediately pulled away from the male and went to Jungwon's side. Since that day, you were chained to your bed, wounds barely healing and you so badly wanted Jungwon.

The male walked in and out every now and then ignoring your cries. "J-Jungwon please can we cuddle?" You finally asked. It was way beyond your punishment time, and he missed you like fucking crazy. so he unchained you, and kissed your forehead "Go shower first, then we can cuddle." he said as the girl nodded.

✧NISHIMURA RIKI✧

Everyone knew how much Riki hated Jisung. So to see you, his own girlfriend, help him had him insanely raging. Fuck what pissed him off more than that and your smiles, was the way the male checked you out. Riki dragged you home, slapping you as soon as he locked the door. Fuck he was so mad, locking you in the basement after piercing his initials into your thighs. He didn't let you stay in there for over a day. He didn't want you to die, he needed you alive, he needed you full stop.

So he let you out, helping you shower and get dressed into his clothes, after treating your wounds. This side of Riki, you loved like crazy. "I should just tattoo my name on you... maybe on your lower back, it's be pretty there, or on your wrist, gotta make it tiny tho-" "Riki can we just cuddle?" You ask as he stared at you. After a while he just kissed you, trailing more kisses down your neck "Stupid y/n... you can't let that mother fucker push you around like that baby" Riki said as he snuggled you, your head buried in his chest.

[forzalando]

what if?

unrequited love, best friend!lando blurb request from @foreveralbon! liyah gave me the choice of which side the unrequited love came from and unfortunately, i chose to break lando’s heart. please forgive me. i tried to find a pic where he looked a little sad but i don't want him sad so i strayed completely from the vibe of this blurb. also yes, if anyone was wondering, i named the male oc aaron because of aaron hotchner. can't tell if i love or hate this so go easy on me lol pairing: fem!reader x best friend!lando (platonic), fem!reader x oc male word count: 2.1k summary: it’s finally time for your friends to meet someone special. you’re in love with him, and lando has to come to terms with that. tw: unrequited love, heartbroken lando

Your phone buzzed from across the room, a familiar ringtone echoing through the air letting you know that Lando was finally returning your call.

“I sincerely hope you haven’t been avoiding me because you’re planning on ditching my dinner party tonight,” you scolded as soon as you picked up the phone.

“I would never,” Lando gasped. “I was on the sim and had my phone on silent – do you need me to bring anything? How many people will be there?”'

“Oh, not too many at all, I’ve got everything I need. I asked Max, Pietra, Carlos, Rebecca, Charles, and Alex. Oh, and Maxie is coming and bringing someone, can you believe it? I’m so glad he’s finally moving on from Kelly. Oscar and Lily can’t make it – he’s got a family thing, but he promised a double lunch ‘date’ when they’re back in Monaco next week.”

“Geez, why are all of our friends in loving relationships or dating except us, huh? Look at us, the old spinsters!”

You didn’t miss the sadness in his voice even though he tried to mask it with a joke, which made your next admission even harder than you thought it would be.

“Actually, I have someone I want you to meet,” you said quietly.  “His name is Aaron and he’ll be here tonight.”

“Really?” Lando coughed, hoping to mask the sound of himself choking on air. “It must be pretty serious for you if he’s meeting all of us – how, um, how long? Have you been seeing him?”

You knew he’d ask and you didn’t want to answer, afraid that he would be upset you’ve kept this from him for so long. You’ve always shared everything with him for the past five years, but for a few subjectively good reasons, you’d kept this a secret until now.

“Please don’t be mad,” you mumbled. “I’ve been seeing him for about seven months but I wasn’t hiding it on purpose or anything, I swear, I just didn’t want to ask you to prioritize meeting my boyfriend during the season. It was too soon to introduce you over summer break, now was just the best time.”

You heard Lando exhale on the other end of the line – whether it was a sigh of annoyance, relief, or anger, you couldn’t tell.

“I get it, don’t worry,” he forced out. “I know I’m never around. I’m excited to meet him, I’ll see you in a bit, yeah?”

Before you could say anything else, Lando ended the call.

Lando hadn’t taken his eyes off of you the entire evening – introductions had gone perfectly, all of your friends seemed to love Aaron, conversation was flowing smoothly, but it was painfully obvious, at least to you, that something was up with Lando.

You’d barely gotten through dessert when the onslaught of relationship questions started coming your way – mainly from Charles, if you can believe it. Aaron had started on cleaning up the kitchen and Charles didn’t hesitate to bombard you as soon as Aaron had left the room.

“So, how did you guys meet? How did he ask you out? Tell me everything.”

“Charles!” Alex scolded. “Don’t interrogate her, she’ll tell us if she’s ready!”

You smiled in thanks at Alex, although you knew she was just as eager to hear you tell the tale.

“Actually, I have Lando to thank,” you smiled at Lando, turning your attention towards him for a brief moment. “The day we met, I was supposed to be having lunch with him but he got caught up in a meeting and was running way late. Aaron saw me sitting alone and thought I’d been stood up, introduced himself, and then gave me this cheesy line about how someone was missing out on a date with the most beautiful woman in the world.”

Rebecca sighed and fixed her gaze on Carlos – “why aren’t you that romantic?”

“I’m perfectly romantic,” Carlos countered. “Remember when I – ”

Pietra interrupted and shushed him abruptly, “Y/N isn’t done talking, you can defend yourself later.”

“Anyway,” you laughed, “I told him that I was waiting for my best friend and he offered to buy me a drink while I waited, but Lando had texted about five minutes before that he was on his way. So, I turned him down, but he left a note with the hostess and asked her to give it to me when I was on my way out. It was just the next day’s date, a time, and the name of a wine bar nearby signed with his name. I showed up and the rest is history, he charmed me.”

“I didn’t know it was Lando you were waiting on,” Aaron chimed in, walking into the dining room. He stopped next to Lando’s chair, holding his hand out for a handshake. “As a lifelong McLaren fan, I never thought I’d be thanking Lando Norris for arriving late, but thank you. You changed my life that day.”  

Lando slowly shook his hand and with gritted teeth responded, “Yeah, man, no problem. Glad I could help, seriously.”

From the looks on everyone’s faces, it was now clear to you that you weren’t the only one who noticed something was wrong with Lando.

He’d barely said a word all evening, and from the tone of his voice, it definitely was a problem and he was not glad he could help.

“It’s a little stuffy in here, I’m going to get some air,” you announced, rising quickly from your chair. “Lando, come with me? Aaron, I’ll finish up in the kitchen later, why don’t the rest of you get comfortable in the living room?”

Begrudgingly, Lando followed you out to your patio. It was surprisingly chilly for mid-December and the sudden gust of wind that pulled a shiver from you wasn’t helping at all. You had barely stopped shivering when you felt Lando’s jacket drape across you, his hands smoothing the shoulders down before he took his place next to you against the balcony.

“There he is,” you crooned. “My kind and considerate best friend.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

You turned your head to face him rather than look at the view, your eyebrows furrowing together and a sick feeling creeping into your stomach.

“Do you not like Aaron?” You asked quietly, the frown on your face deepening. “Everyone else seems to love him, did he say something to you? You were a little…off just now, are you mad he’s a McLaren fan? I promise you, he is not dating me to get to you or any other crazy idea you may have concocted. He didn’t even know we were friends for the first three months.”

Lando didn’t answer you, his eyes still trained on the Mediterranean Sea in the distance. He was picking at his fingernails – something he only did when he was anxious or upset.

“Please say something,” you pleaded. “I, gosh I can’t believe I’m saying this, but I'm in love with him, Lando. If you have reservations or concerns, please be honest with me. Your opinion means a lot to me, more than I thought it would.”

The silence was deafening – still no response for what felt like ages, the sick feeling in your stomach growing more prominent with every passing second.

“You love him?” Lando finally spoke, looking down, out, away – anywhere but at your face.

“Yes, I do. Like, a scary amount. I’m terrified, actually, but in the best way. I never thought I’d find love like this, Lan.”

“Well, that’s a problem, isn’t it?” Lando laughed, a humorless laugh, and backed away from the railing to sit on one of your deck chairs – his elbows on his knees and his head in his hands.

Before you could voice your confusion, he looked up at you, a sadness in his eyes you’d never seen before.

“He’s annoyingly wonderful and perfect for you, Y/N,” he began. “As soon as I walked in tonight, I knew. He barely let you lift a finger, remembered facts about everyone in there and was sincerely happy to get to know everyone. He gravitates towards you, smiles whenever you speak, always wants to be near you, and holds you like you’re the most precious thing in the world to him. He treats you how I would treat you if I were lucky enough to be in his shoes. And the way he looks at you? I know that look,” he paused, closing his eyes tightly. “It’s the way I look at you.”

The sick feeling in your stomach turned to dread and you felt your heart squeezing in your chest, a mix of a gasp and a sob climbing out of your throat.

“Lando, I – ”

“It’s ok,” he smiled, staring directly at you with watery eyes. “I love you. I know it’s one-sided, and that’s ok. I promise you, it’s okay. I just needed you to know, and not because I thought it would change your feelings for him or to confuse you, you just deserve to know. I’ve kept it from you for far too long and I wish this wasn't how or why I finally told you.”

Tears spilled from your eyes, your hand shaking as you reached for Lando’s, gripping it so tight you thought you might leave a bruise.

“I’m sorry, Lando,” you cried. “I’m so sorry, I didn’t know, I – I never would have made you come or said those things if I had known.”

Guilt crawled its way into the mix of emotions swirling inside you. Some of your friends and family members had alluded to his feelings for you over the years, but you always ignored them, insisting that you were just friends, best friends, but you secretly sometimes felt that there may be some truth in it. You wished more than anything in that moment that you had taken that feeling more seriously.

“I didn’t want you to know, it’s my fault you didn’t know,” Lando insisted. “You have nothing to apologize for.”

“If you need some time, some distance, I can respect that,” you offered, though the thought of Lando agreeing to that was unbearably painful.

“No, no, I’ll be ok. It’ll take some time for me to move on but I’d rather deal with the pain of being close to you while I get over you than not have you in my life for however long it takes. All that matters to me is that you’re happy, and if Aaron makes you happy, I can live with that.”

Selfishly, you sighed in relief, squeezing the hand you were holding before pulling away from him. Your friendship would feel different for a while, but you could manage different; you could manage anything as long as Lando remained a fixture in your life.

“I think I’m going to go,” he whispered, rising from the chair and sliding his hands into his pockets. “I’ve made things awkward enough for one evening, don’t you think?”

You started to assure him he did no such thing, but when you saw the smirk on his face you knew he’d said it to try to relieve the heaviness that had settled over you. You handed him back his jacket, smoothing the shoulders down once he’d put it on just as he did for you earlier. Small, tentative smiles graced both of your faces before you pulled him into a gentle hug, hesitating just enough to allow him to back away if it was too much for him.

He squeezed you once tightly and then let go – the quickness of it expected, but the fact he accepted it at all gave you hope that everything would be ok.

You watched him as he reached for the door handle to go inside, but he paused and turned around just before he grabbed hold.

“Would it have made a difference? If I had told you before you met him?”

You weren’t sure which answer would hurt him more, but you were always honest with him and that wasn’t going to change now.

“No, Lando, it wouldn't have. I do love you, I always have and always will, but I'm not in love with you. I've never thought of you in that way, I'm sorry.”

He nodded once, accepting your answer, and then he was gone. You were being truthful, and Lando knew without a doubt that you were, but he also knew in his heart and soul that you would always and forever be his biggest “what if?”.

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Hello everyone!!! How are you today???

Have you missed me??

I took a small break after the beautiful Valentine's collab i did with my dear friends and mates Herecirm and Simmireen (which btw if you haven't seen yet, tho I doubt it, you can find a masterpost here) but i'm back with more poses for you all.

I can't end the month of love without publishing this little pack of wedding poses that I really wanted to bring for you all.

A couple of weeks ago I saw some references in pinterest (my dear friend to have ideas) and i was like "I need them in my life", so... here you have some funny wedding portrait poses for your sims' family portraits.

Although the process has been a little odyssey, because I tried to convert the bouquets from "my wedding stories" gamepack and I failed multiple times trying to fix them (unfortunatelly there is no way for them to work good ingame xD).... I looked everywhere, and I finally found a bouquet (with the stigmata bone assign that was what i wanted) that can be used for these cute poses i'm bringing and for some other slightly more dynamic poses that i'll bring in the future (I still have a couple of references that I loved and would like to recreate them because they are fun and not the typical poses of looking statically at the camera).

Anyway, I'll leave you with the descriptions of this beautiful wedding pack, celebrating love until the end of the month:

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What is on it?

6 couple poses (made with a female rig and a modified male rig) + 3 all in one.

--- What do you need?

Andrew poses player

Teleport any sim by Scumbumbo or Mccc by deaderpool.

Pocci's wedding bouquet 

Instructions in the original post.

PS: tomorrow I'll be publishing my "coming soon" post, so keep an eye to take a closer look to all the packs that are coming next month.

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focus (jake sim)

pairing: nerd boyfriend!jake x  fem!reader (a.k.a. sub!jake x dom!reader)

summary: your boyfriend was willing to study with you for finals but the only thing you can focus on is him.

genre: smut, tinge of fluff

warning: reader is horny af, finger sucking, dry humping, oral (male receiving), fingering, a lot of cursing, RIDING!

read more under the cut

when it comes to anything about numbers, your boyfriend is the first one you call.

you see, you met him at a math class you had to take for your program since it was general course. and yes, you fell for him at first sight because he looked so cute with his glasses and his smile was so cute. but what got you hooked was how smart he is and how he really loves math and physics.

you became closer and you tried hard to hide your crush towards him. from coffee hang outs and studies in the library, your feelings for him grew and grew by how the way he helped you in class and treated you like you were someone important to him.

tou always thought you'd be the first to confess when o e time you were studying at the library, jake asked you to solve a math problem and you didn’t know why but he said to see if you learned anything.

you were surprised by the answer: i <3 u

what a nerdy and corny way to confess but you have to admit that you couldn’t control your shyness and giddyness after that.

four months later you’re in your boyfriend’s apartment studying for finals because you needed help. but really you just miss him. and he knows that but he doesn’t mind because he misses you too.

“baby,” jake gets your attention, “focus.”

how could you focus when your boyfriend just called you baby and when he loosened the buttons of his shirt, and is wearing his chain necklace inside? not to mention, he kept biting his lips when he was so focused in studying.

“how can i when my boyfriend looks so hot?”

jake immediately felt shy at your remark but masked his feelings by acting serious, “y/n, sseriously. don’t distract me.”

“alright.” you say with a sing-song tone.

you tried to focus but seeing your boyfriend casually bite his lips just kept distracting you and the thought of him letting you suck his fingers then sucking him off and ride him until all he can remember in your exams is your name and how good you made him feel.

your thoughts broke when you felt jake touch your bottom lip.

“keep biting your lip like that it’ll bleed.”

great. your pussy is aching more than it already is.

jake was teasing you. you know that he knows what you’re thinking. to be fair, you’ve been longing for each other since the last time you did it after both of you got wasted in your dorm and end up doing it on your couch.

he kept brushing his thumb at your lip and you can see the transformation of his gaze to a lustful one. your attention drifts from his thumb to his lip that he was now biting.

you couldn’t help it. you held jake’s wrist to which he was surprised but what made him more surprised was when you sucked his thumb that made his dick hard.

“y-y/n, what are you doing?”

“thought you were smart, jakey?” you continue sucking his fingers, this time his middle and index fingers.

“i want you.” you mewl and take his two fingers like it’s his dick.

“we have to focus—u-uh!” jake lets out a moan and you lean forward, gripping his the unbuttoned part of his shirt. but he secretly likes how you’re trying to rile him up.

“i can only focus on you.” you say, almost begging jake to give into you.

jake grunts, “come here, baby.”

you immediately sat yourself on his lap and didn’t wait before you grinded yourself on his thigh.

“fuck.”

you grip at the chair jake was sitting on and continue pushing your hips forward, moaning at the friction you feel between your clothed legs.

“you look so hot today. c-couldn’t focus.”

both of you pant, enjoying the feeling of rubbing yourselves against each other. you grab jake by his nape and leaned down to kiss him feverishly. you continue rocking your hips forward and it made jake gasp, giving you the chance to push your tongue inside his mouth.

with your intense make out, jake’s glasses were hitting your face. you held jake’s wrist when he was about to take them off.

“leave them on. you look so good wearing them.”

jake nods his head before pulling your face down and pressing his lips on yours. you can feel your panties getting soaked by your cum, especially with jake’s dick poking your clothed pussy.

“can i?”

you fidget the zipper of jake’s pants and he nods his head like a kid excited to receive candy.

you got off from his lap and unzipped his pants. by the time you reached his boxers, you grabbed his dick and rubbed it. jake  was letting out cute whimpers that made you smile and it was a signal to take him in your mouth.

“god!” jake threw his head back. you continued bobbing your head up and down, taking your boyfriend’s whole dick in your mouth.

jake was sweating, his glasses were starting to fog up and he couldn’t see you from below. but he didn’t take them off, knowing how much you like seeing him with his glasses.

“s-so good!”

you were choking but hearing jake praise you like that just turned you on more and you kept working hard to make him cum.

“i’m gonna cum!”

jake was pulling your hair hard but you didn’t mind. as long as you were pleasing him.

minutes later, you can taste that white warm, liquid on your mouth. both you and jake were panting. your knees were feeling numb but you tried your best to stand up before sitting down on jake’s lap.

“you did well for me.” jake held your face and wiped his essence with his thumb. he kissed you and grunted when he tasted himself on your lips.

both of you were basically eating each other’s faces while jake inserts his fingers inside your panties.

you whimper and this time it was jake putting his tongue in your mouth. he circles his finger on your clit fast and got you into a moaning mess.

“how does it feel?” jake asks, grunting at the sight of you taking his fingers.

“f-feels good.”

you hid your face on jake’s neck as you continued panting. jake felt chills when he felt your lips on his neck. he moaned with you when you started sucking his neck and plant kisses on it.

“want you inside me...”

jake didn’t hesitate to lift your skirt up and take off your panties. both of you moaned when you sunk down his dick. you threw your head back and jake holds your nape, making you look down at him.

when your gaze landed on jake, you held his face and massaged it as you took a good look at him with his glasses again. the chain necklace he was wearing inside changed how cute he looked to how hot he is wearing that necklace.

“move please.” jake whispers, almost begging.

you smiled at your cute boyfriend and you listened to his request. you slowly bounced up and down, panting at how your walls were squeezing jake’s dick.

jake was holding your waist, aroused at how wet both of you were. later on, he was the one controlling your movements and it made you scream while throwing your head back.

“a-AH!”

“y-you feel so good. w-wanna cum...”

“let’s cum together, jakey?”

jake nods his head vigorously and pushes you down faster until both of you were a panting mess, not caring if your neighbours thought that two students should be studying instead of having sex during their finals.

“i’m so close—fuck!”

your movements slowed down when both of you and jake came. you were holding on his shoulders for your life while jake was holding the small of your back.

“that was...so much better than.... studying,” you say in between breaths.

“i can’t believe i’m saying this but...i think so too.”

both of you end up giggling before you caught jake’s lips again. you deepened the kiss by holding jake’s face with both hands and pull him closer to you.

“y/n, y/n, wait.” jake says in between and you pout.

“we have finals.” jake says as he brushes his hands in your arms, something you find endearing when he does it.

“i know but...”

“how about,” jake holds your cheek with his right hand, “we study for an hour. then...i’m all yours.”

a smile appears on your face, “really?”

“i would be lying if i said i didn’t miss feeling you.”

“hearing that makes me wanna rail you again.”

“uh-uh-uh!” jake raises his finger, “study for an hour.”

you groan and throw your head back, “fine.”

you got off on top of jake and immediately wore your panties, “come on! let’s do some studying.”

jake giggles at your excitement.

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Rev. 22:20 - Chapter Two: Martyr

Warnings: Talk of religion, unhappy family circumstances, male masturbation. Word count: ~2.5k

Summary: Aemond keeps a promise to Helaena and makes a confession.

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For the next seven days, the young woman he’d seen in the Sept is all Aemond can think of. He has never heard her voice and has no idea of what her name is, yet the image of her beauty is burned into his mind like a brand.

When he trains in the yard and the sunlight reflects upon his blade, he thinks of how her hair had shone in the dappled light of the windows as she’d moved about the Chancel. When he retires to the library to read, and the pages of his book slip between his fingers, he thinks about how delicately hers had wrapped around the wick she’d used to light the candles.

Perhaps they’d appear just as dainty when wrapped around his manhood.

He thinks of her when they bow their heads in prayer before supper, of how his eye had met hers as he’d left the Sept. He wonders if she thinks of him.

Do her thoughts wander to him, as her hand drifts between her legs?

She dominates his thoughts as he strokes himself to completion - a much more frequent occurrence since laying his eye upon her - he imagines spreading her out upon the altar, her wanton cries echoing off of the domed ceiling of the Sept as he spears her open with his cock. He drives himself to release after frenzied release, spilling over his knuckles and wishing it was deep inside of her instead.

Even in sleep, she gives him no respite. He dreams of her beckoning him to touch her, yet every time he reaches for her she slips away, always a hair’s breadth too far for him to grab. He wakes up each time sweating and painfully hard.

By the time Alicent’s weekly visit to the Grand Sept is upon him once more he almost doesn’t want to go. He fears that the reality of her will never live up to all of the ways in which he’s fantasised about her, that she will not be as ethereal as he remembers and he will leave disappointed, his illusion shattered.

Yet at the same time, the need to see her again is all consuming. He feels he may go mad if he doesn’t have the opportunity to look upon her face, to reassure himself that she is real and not something he has imagined. He longs for the opportunity to hear her speak, to know if her voice is as beautiful coming from her mouth as it is in his head.

The decision is made for him when Helaena asks that he visit the Dragonpit when accompanying their mother to the Sept. She has not seen Dreamfyre since giving birth to the twins, and misses her dearly. Though she knows the Keepers will be taking good care of her, she would like the reassurance of Aemond having seen her to put her mind at ease.

He agrees, wondering if the big, blue she-dragon will be filled with as much fury to see him as she was when he’d pestered her as a child, eager to see if she might have laid an egg for him to claim. He has Vhagar now, so he hopes not; his intentions are not quite so intrusive, and his mind is otherwise occupied.

As the carriage rolls through King’s Landing, Aemond is filled with restless energy, overwhelmed by the urge to burst into laughter with how rapidly his pulse races and the way his thoughts blur together, too quickly for them to be coherent. He purses his lips, remaining outwardly stoic, the drumming of his fingers upon his leg the only indication that he feels ill at ease.

“Did you hear me, Aemond?” Alicent leans over, brows knitted together in concern and mild irritation.

He startles out of his thoughts, her face swimming into focus as he finally looks at her. “Hm?”

She sighs, leaning back and smoothing her hands over her skirts. “I said, I need to speak with the Septas today. We must appoint one to aid Helaena with the care of the twins.”

Aemond simply nods, thinking it was barely worth the effort to listen to. He has no interest in talking to any of the withered old crones his mother will likely end up conversing with.

Casting his eye around the Sept as they enter, the crushing disappointment he experiences upon not seeing her is enough to drive him to violent rage.

How dare she not be here when he has spent the entire week thinking of nothing else?

The urge to topple the idols, tear down the tapestries and break apart the candlesticks has Aemond’s fingers flexing at his sides. Instead, he exhales sharply through his nose, clenching his jaw and stalking away as his mother takes up her position of prayer. He is in no mood to pretend to pray today.

He paces the sept, his eye fixed upon the tapestries, though he does not comprehend the images they depict, too engrossed in his own thoughts as he tries to calm his temper and pounding heartbeat.

Perhaps it is for the best that she is not here. He has likely misremembered her beauty, built her up in his mind to a standard which is simply unattainable. Even if she were here, what could he say to her? He is a Prince and she is a woman of faith, the two are destined for very different life paths.

Still, it does not stop the ache inside of him that yearns for her. He ponders on what her name could be, if her hair feels as silky as it looks, if the smooth skin of her cheek would be as soft as he imagines it to be. He imagines how the plushness of her lips would take shape as they round out the syllables of his name, coated in his spend.

He loses all track of time, as he wanders, fingertips grazing the stone pillars, until he is broken out of his reverie by the voice of his mother. His own curiosity gets the better of him and he steps closer, wanting to listen in.

She stands talking with one of the Septas, leathery skinned and sour faced, but it is not that that captures his attention, beside them is her. Her shiny hair and bright eyes are just as perfect as he’d remembered - no - better. His imagination is not capable of conjuring such a vision.

From the way she looks between Alicent and the Septa it is clear they are talking about her, and he does his best to hear what they’re saying.

“...as part of her training, she hears confession each day during the hour of the crow–”

His eye widens. She takes confession. He would have the opportunity to speak to her, if only he can delay his return to the Keep by an hour. He can feel his heartbeat in his ears as he struggles to regulate his breathing, and then he remembers his promise to Helaena before he had left earlier that day. He has the perfect excuse, and his mother’s hatred of the Dragonpit means she is unlikely to hang around.

When he feels Alicent’s gentle touch upon his elbow, the softness of her voice enquiring as to whether he is ready to leave, he turns to face her, taking her hands into his, doing his best to sound apologetic.

“Forgive me, Mother. I made a promise to Helaena to check on Dreamfyre for her, and I had quite forgotten. Return home without me, I am unsure of how long I will be.”

Alicent’s mouth tightens in displeasure and she sighs. “Very well. I’ll have the carriage sent back for you once I return.”

He nods, thanking her and watching her go, before making his way to the Dragonpit.

He has not been here since he was a boy, he has had no need to since claiming Vhagar. She is much too large to be confined here and he himself is struck by how less vast it seems now that he is a grown man and no longer a child.

The dustiness and dank smell takes him back to the day that Aegon and his nephews had presented him with ‘The Pink Dread’ and he scowls at the memory, remembering how they’d laughed as his cheeks had burned hot with humiliation.

He shakes the thought away, making his way towards the tunnel in which he remembers his sister’s dragon prefers to nest. He wonders if Aegon has checked in on her for Helaena since she made him a father. He knows Aegon must come here for Sunfyre, but if that were the case then why would Helaena ask Aemond to look in on her? Another of Aegon’s failings. Too selfish to accompany their mother to the Sept, too thoughtless to check upon the wellbeing of his wife’s dragon.

The last time Aemond had intruded upon Dreamfyre’s rest, she had roared at him, shooting fire towards him and causing him to stagger backwards. This time she is subdued, remaining curled upon the earthen floor, one cat-like eye regarding him reproachfully.

“What is wrong with her?” Aemond asks the Keeper.

“She is missing her rider, Your Grace,” he responds, leaning heavily on his staff, “It has been many months since Princess Helaena has ridden her.”

Aemond cannot help the pity he feels for the poor creature. “She will return soon,” he says, “The birth was a difficult one and she is still recovering, but my mother is enlisting help for the care of the babes, so Dreamfyre will have her rider back soon enough.”

He departs with a nod towards the Keeper, unsure of what to tell Helaena. It would crush his sister to know that her dragon is suffering in her absence, though he senses she is probably already aware of that, otherwise she would not have asked him to check. Perhaps she will feel better if he simply tells her that her dragon is eager to have her back.

The idea is pushed from his mind as he reenters the Sept and sees her making her way towards the confessional box. Commonfolk have yet to gather, so if he hurries he will get to be her first of the day.

His stones ache and his throat runs dry at the thought that he will finally hear her voice, finally speak to her. It strikes him as he walks towards the box that he has no idea of what he will confess, so fixated on the notion of speaking with her he has not even begun to think about what he might say.

It is too late to ponder on it as he finds himself seated on a wooden stool, the latticed opening in the centre of the box obscures her from his view and he despises it, wanting nothing more than to look upon her face as he speaks to her, to watch her pretty mouth as she talks to him.

“Blessings be upon thee,” comes her soft voice through the partition, “Are you here to confess?”

His chest tightens at the dulcet tones, it is as though he has forgotten how to breathe. He knew her voice would be every bit as lovely as she appears, but he never imagined it so sweet. His eye flutters closed, as he imagines how it would sound moaning his name, the slight upward lilt of how she would sound out the first syllable.

Aemond draws in an unsteady breath. “Y-yes, I am here to confess.”

“Then unburden yourself to me, and be cleansed of your sins.” She invites gently.

I’d martyr my own mother to ride through all seven Hells between your thighs.

He swallows thickly, thinking of something innocuous he can tell her that won’t identify him to her. “I-I covet what my brother has, and I am resentful that as first born he is given everything and squanders it.”

There is a slight pause before she replies. “You must pray to The Smith for the strength to overcome your jealous nature.”

Aemond bites back the urge to chuckle. 

Utter nonsense. 

But he is enjoying talking to her, and he is eager to continue. He realises that he wants her to know who he is, to be aware that there is a Targaryen Prince seated beside her, so he presses on.

“I harbour ill intent towards my nephew. I have never forgiven him for taking my eye. I wish for his in exchange.”

He hears her breathe in suddenly. She knows. How could she not?

Her tone is slightly unsure as she advises him, clearly rattled by what he has said. “Pray…pray to the Father for the wisdom to accept the justice you will never receive, and to the Warrior to have the valour to forgive such a slight.”

Aemond smirks at this.

Never.

He is beginning to enjoy himself, however, so he continues.

“I have been having lustful thoughts…about a woman, a novice from this very Sept.”

He hears her breaths begin to become more rapid and feels pride swell within his chest.

“I imagine taking her virtue on the very altar to which the people of King’s Landing offer up their prayers, I think about how she’d feel writhing beneath me as I rut into her, I–”

“P-please…” Her voice is trembling, her breathing ragged.

The reality of the situation hits Aemond like an icy jolt and he knows he has gone too far, he has frightened the poor girl.

Not giving her a moment to say anything else, he hurries from the confessional box. His leather boots echo off of the flagstones as he makes his way back out onto the street with long strides, grateful to see the carriage ready and waiting for him.

Despite the shame that blooms heavy within his chest, he strains against his breeches, the thrill of his confession heating his blood in a steady thrum. 

The moment his chamber doors close, his cock is in his fist bringing himself to the edge with thoughts of everything he’d described to her, the sound of her voice, the image of her lips wrapped around him. As his breaths become less controlled he pauses, struck by recognition at the similarity in pace and depth, and that is finally what pushes him into oblivion, spilling over his knuckles with a strangled groan. He recognised those laboured breaths, breaths of pleasure, breaths of a salacious nature.

Had she been touching herself to what he’d been telling her?

[cannibalsrider]

Episode Six? Id be more afraid if he doxxed me and manga fans tried steal chapters

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Bonus!

"Oh, you’ve gotta be fucking kidding me, they have the right hairstyle for Bokuto but they don't have a rooster-looking hairstyle for Kuroo!" she shouted into the mic, unaware of how loud she was being. Her viewers were probably used to it by now, knowing that any time she rage-quit a game she wasn't good at, it was a headphone user warning. She scanned the chat, catching up on missed donations and gifted subs.

"You guys make it sound like I'm weird for wanting to get these as accurate as possible. It's like getting a mold right for pottery," she grumbled, eyes back on her screen where she was customizing a Sim to look like Kuroo. A photo of him was pulled up so the chat could see her reference.

"Do you think he would be mad if I gave him a hairstyle like how I did Keiji and Tsukki?" she mused, clicking over to the Sim she had made of Tsukishima. "This one looks weirdly the most accurate," she said, tilting her head at the screen to figure out why it looked so spot-on compared to the others.

"And before you little shits say something weird, it's not like however way you guys think," she added, leaning close to the mic. She knew her chat sometimes got a little strange when she mentioned any of her male friends, even before the breakup. She took a sip of her water and sat back.

"One of these days, I'm gonna just go on a hiatus, and some of you losers will actually have to touch grass for once because I know some of you don't," she huffed with a small laugh, setting her bottle down. Her chat would probably know she was joking since she often made sarcastic remarks during her water breaks.

She perked up at the sight of Yukie, who she had stayed in contact with. Yukie had been like a big sister to her during school because of the volleyball training camps.

"YUKIEE!" she called out, her voice filled with childlike glee, like a kid finally seeing their big sibling after they'd been away at college for a few months.

"I love Yukie, guys! Have I said that enough? She's like my big sister. I could tell you guys so much about my queen Yukie," she told her chat, pulling the mic close and acting as if she was about to tell them a scary ghost story.

fun facts

this was planned in like 20 minutes and I feel like this is one of the more thought out chapters

gulps only like six or so chapters left

I actually love how this is probably one of the only fanfics I've written to make it past chapter three

I lobe how this went from sticky note appreciation to kenma saying hed dox someone if they made yn sad

I think I just heard a crack in my finger

It wasn't a crack actually I was just hearing the music

I think for goddess I'm gonna pre make each chapter and do a once a week schedule so its not so time consuming I think

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Am I already working on V.2 ? Yeah. LMFAO anyways that's not the point right now.

So I've been staring at these heads thinking to myself " Something's wrong... " and turns out maybe the height of the face needed help. I adjusted it and so far I think it made the head look much more organic and even better ! I also adjusted the depth of the chin under the lip, the chin height etc.

These are not final changes though ! It looks a little off on male sims so I might need to put the face height at -150 or something like that to make it look good on both female and male

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One latte, please

sim jaeyun x male reader

coffee shop au ; fluff ; love at first sight ; barista jake ; mutual pining ; strangers to lovers ; young adult jake x young adult reader

➣ lowercase intended | word count: 4k

➣ the reader gets called “pretty” etc

english is not my first language. i apologise if i made some mistakes. feel free to correct me :)

𝗆𝖺𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗍

there was something about that one coffee shop you've always gone to when you had time for it. maybe it was because the building was close to your apartment or because the coffee there was extremely delicious. but the truth is, it was because of that one guy.

the first time you saw him, you couldn't take off your eyes of him for a good minute. he had blonde hair, chocolate brown eyes and plumped lips. those pretty, pink and big lips you wanted to kiss so badly. you always had a weakness for pretty guys, but you didn't even know this case was that serious until you saw him.

he was standing behind the counter, waiting for customers while keeping an adorable smile on his face. he had a light brown apron tied tightly around his cruelly attractive narrow hips.

“good morning! what can i get for you?” he asked the most common question and your heart still started to beat like it wanted to get out of your chest. but who could've even judge you? even his voice sounded attractive.

a few seconds passed and you finally came to your senses.

“hello.” you said in an awkward tone, not sure how to act in front of a breathtaking person like him. “i'll have one latte, please. and that will be all.”

when you thought the boy couldn't be even more gorgeous, he gave you a wide smile as he nodded. for a second he licked his lower lip, which made him look like a puppy.

where he got this positive energy early in the morning, you didn't know. but one thing was sure: you knew you're going to be a regular customer there.

“would you like to drink it here or order a takeout?”

you thought it through. your first course started an hour later and you were nearby, so you decided to enjoy your time in the cafe.

“i'll drink here, thank you.” you answered quietly and he nodded.

after paying, you were waiting for your coffee when a sudden realization hit you. you were so distracted by the boy's face, you didn't even check the most important thing.

taking the chance you quickly peeked at his nametag. his name was written in capital letters.

jake.

couldn't this boy be any more perfect? maybe you were just too head over heels for a stranger, but even his name sounded charming to you.

“let's just calm down.” you thought and decided it would be better if you take a look at the inside of the building instead of drooling over a guy you saw a few minutes ago and became way too obsessed.

the cafe was anything but extraordinary. it was small and almost empty except for an old couple in the corner. the walls were light brown and there were some paintings placed around in different areas. you could hear some kind of music very softly from the speakers.

the place had a distinctly soothing feeling to it and you were ready to spend your free time here. you were hoping this place wasn't busy on the other weekdays too.

the calmness you just discovered got disturbed by a certain someone. you didn't mind it though, instead welcomed it very gladly.

“your latte is ready!” called out jake as he placed the cup on the edge of the counter.

you stepped forward and grabbed it, accompanied with a mumbled “thank you”.

out of all the tables, you chose to sit down on one of the corners where you could get a great view of the pretty boy but still be inconspicuous.

while you took a sip from the latte, you watched jake from afar. he was talking with another customer with that alluring smile he showed you before.

“he is so adorable.”

「 ☆ 」

from that on, going to that cafe was part of your daily schedule. you woke up earlier — just to be sure you can still go to the cafe and not be late from school —, dressed up, went to the said cafe and after having a delicious latte and a certain great view, you went to university.

every time you went to the shop, jake was there with his co–worker — the barista — a pink haired boy. they would always laugh and smile, their mood was just beyond positive. you felt like you could watch jake being happy for an eternity. no matter how many times you already saw him, your heart just wanted to explode whenever you heard his voice or see his stupidly sweet smile.

“good morning! what can i do for you today?” this was his question every time. and your answer was “can i get a latte for here, please?”

it was just as simple, not surprising since you were just a customer and he was just — a pretty boy who always made your days better with that gorgeous smile of his — a server.

and as you wished, the cafe wasn't that busy on other days too so you could always sit on that one corner just like you did for the first time. at some point it could be said that it was your seat.

sometimes you watched jake serving customers but there were times when you spent your time doing your essays and homework. it was a lot easier to concentrate there with the soft music and less people than in other cafes.

even at times when jake wasn't in the shop because his shift started earlier or later, you still enjoyed going there because of its vibe.

the major reason for going there was still the presence of the boy, so whenever you left the place, you were wishing you could talk to him normally without feeling like a creep for starting a conversation with a stranger.

not only the cafe, but for some reason he felt like a safe place and you wanted nothing more but explore that feeling further.

「 ☆ 」

weeks passed, and before you could blink two times, winter has already arrived. the mornings were dark and cold, sometimes you had a really hard time to get out of bed.

there was a saturday morning when you had nothing to do, so you decided to go outside and get some fresh air.

you were wearing a black coat with oversized trousers. there was a brown scarf wrapped around your neck, keeping you warm. while you were walking in the streets, soft music was playing from your headphones.

you knew that if you go outside and start walking somewhere, you’ll go to the cafe sooner or later. it was just like walking home at this point.

as usual, spending your money on coffee almost every single day wasn’t necessary because you could just drink some at home, but of course, you wanted to see jake. the more you saw him the more you felt the need to talk to him. but it never felt right.

“what would i even say to him? how would i start the conversation? how am i supposed to know if he’s single? or the most important thing... how should i find out if he’s attracted to boys? and even if he is, why would he talk to a total stranger like me?”

always the same questions but feeling you’ll never get the answers. still, you didn’t want to give up.

it was weird to think how could a single person make your day better only with their presence. jake could do it, and he always did. that was the reason why you get attached to him, even if you didn’t know anything about his personality. because of course, people can act different in their workplace. but jake felt real. and you wanted to believe that he’s a good person and giving yourself a normal reason for liking a stranger out of nowhere not just because of their appearance.

you arrived at the café.

you couldn't wait to see him. it was always the highlight of your day to take a sight of jake.

that's why the smile immediately faded from your face when you stepped inside and realized jake wasn't in the shop. he should have been there, according to his shift you learned throughout the weeks. but instead, the pink haired guy – sunoo – stood behind the counter with another co–worker.

“maybe he’s just in the bathroom?” you thought hopefully.

to not make it obvious that you’re waiting for jake, you wiped your shoes on the doormat for a bit of time. then you took off your headphones and put it in your bag, hoping for jake to appear. but he didn't do it, so you slowly approached the counter, where sunoo welcomed you with a grin.

“good morning! what can i get you?”

this time, you didn't feel the need to sit on the counter and enjoy the place’s vibe. it was not the same somehow. you wanted jake.

“hello. i would like to order a hot chocolate for takeout.” you answered – with a hinted disappointment in your voice –  while taking out your credit card from your wallet.

for some reason, the boy looked at you with a knowing smile and you couldn't help but raise your left eyebrow in curiosity. you didn't say a word though, just quietly narrowed your card to the terminal to pay.

suddenly you heard sunoo hinting something.

“he's sick.”

you stared at him confused.

“what?”

“jake is sick, that's why he's not here today.” sunoo said it like he knew you were worried about the boys whereabouts.

“okay?” you tried to act nonchalantly but deep inside you felt relieved and worried at the same time.

and maybe you were just bad at acting or the boy was some kind of mind-reader, anyhow, his smile grew wider.

“i'm just saying.” he shrugged and handed out your order to his co–worker.

your head was a mess. hundreds of questions ran through your head while you stood there in silence.

“why would he tell me something like that? how does he know i was looking for him? am i that obvious? or is this a joke? what was his purpose with this? am i overreacting?”

you didn't know how much time passed with worrying until sunoo called out.

“your hot chocolate is ready!”

you took the drink while avoiding the boy’s gaze. when you thought it couldn’t be worse, he said something which left you in complete shock.

“don't worry, he will be back in a few days.”

you never left the building faster than that day.

「 ☆ 」

the pink haired boy kept his promise. five days later jake was back with a delightful look.

all the stress which was draining you out in the past week left when you spotted him. he looked pretty tired but his smile remained the same. beautiful and blissful.

you felt the happiness growing inside your stomach as you observed the boy.

after closing the door behind yourself, you took a look at your seat. “it's empty, what a relief.”

it's not like you couldn't sit somewhere else but you felt like you owned that table.

when you walked to the counter, jake was already waiting for you with a certain someone. sunoo.

after that one conversation you couldn't even look at him for some reason. it felt like he knows more than you want to and that could lead to many awkward moments.

“hello!” they greeted and you did it as well with the same tone, looking right into jake's eyes.

you thought he would ask that typical question, — which would be normal of course — but this time, he did something different.

“i assume you want the usual?”

for a moment your brain shut down. he remembers what's your regular order? honestly it would be strange not to remember, considering how many times you visited this place and most of the time ordered the same drink, but you just couldn't care about it. not when it was about jake. it felt ten times better.

“yeah.” that's all you could get out of your mouth at the moment.

“and what name should i call when it’s done?”

you slightly raised your eyebrow with a confused look on your face. they never asked this before. they just knew who they should bring the coffee to since they didn’t have that many customers. they either went to the table and gave you the coffee or shouted the coffee’s name you ordered and said it’s done.

you told jake your name in a quiet tone. after he said “we’ll bring it to you in a minute”, you rushed to your seat.

today was strange in every way possible. not only did jake act differently, but somehow the way he talked and looked at you felt weirder. you couldn’t tell why though. it was just a feeling.

you kept peeking at the boy, who was whispering with sunoo. suddenly, both of them looked at you. you snatched your head away, but it was too late. it was obvious that you were looking at him. them acting suspiciously made you feel more anxious than usual.

“it’s okay, even if sunoo said something to him, he would think i just want some friends.” you thought hopefully, calming yourself.

trying to act normal, you took out your phone from your bag and started swiping on social media. it wasn’t that interesting, but you couldn’t risk getting caught again by jake and sunoo for staring.

a few minutes later, jake went to your table with your latte and placed it on the table. you murmured “thank you” without looking at him.

little did you know, jake looked back at sunoo nervously, who only nodded to him. then jake cleared his throat, in order for you to raise your head and look at him. he was already staring at you, while holding a plate with a piece of cake on it.

“you’re our regular guest, which we really appreciate, so please accept this. it’s on the house.” then jake placed the plate in front of you. “i hope you’re not allergic to nuts, but if you are, then i’ll bring something else.”

you felt your heart pumping intensely in your chest as you gazed at the boy. he was so adorable, you had to fight the urge to say something really reckless.

“oh, thank you so much.” you smiled at him heartwarmingly. “don’t worry, i’m not allergic to it. i’ll definitely eat it.” you said, and jake’s smile grew wider at hearing your words.

he nodded, and went back to the counter. you watched as sunoo raised his hand and showed a thumbs up to jake, who said something to him with the face of a man who just came back from the battlefield.

while taking a bite from the cake, you felt some hope crawling into you as you looked at jake again.

“maybe i should talk to him.”

「 ☆ 」

your hands were shaking in your pocket as you were standing in front of the counter. there were no guests around and sunoo wasn’t near, so it was a now or never moment.

after paying for your coffee, you took a deep breath and looked at jake.

“hey.” you felt your voice trembling.

the boy raised his eyes.

“yes?”

“where is the confidence i felt minutes ago?” you thought hopelessly. “what should i say? god, this is so awkward.”

just in time, sunoo stepped closer to jake, who still didn’t take off his eyes of you. he was waiting for what you wanted to say.

“thanks for the cake, again. goodybe.” you bowed slightly, then quickly turned and left the building, not even giving them a chance to answer.

you felt defeated. “i don’t think i can do this. god, if it turns out he has a partner and i just misread his actions, then i’ll never set foot in that building ever again. i would just rather stay silent.”

「 ☆ 」

the next day was awful in many ways. you woke up late, although you could’ve swore you never slept through your alarm before, and you had no reason to do it today. you tripped on the corridor in front of everyone and almost fell of the stairs. your only friend wasn’t in school because he was sick, so you had no one to talk to. you had no time to eat breakfast, so until lunch, you were really hungry.

after a terrible day like this, you didn’t have the energy to go to the café in the afternoon. “maybe it’s better this way.” you thought. “i won’t make myself a total idiot in front of jake.”

but as you were sitting in your apartment alone, you felt more lonely than ever. after spending hours in the café almost every day, it has become the only place to go besides your friend’s place where you felt comfort.

you were laying on your bed, facing the ceiling. the room was dark, the only light you had on was a small lamp on your right. your mind was full of thoughts, not leaving you alone.

in moments like this, you’ve felt more miserable than ever. you wanted to have someone, a support, a person to talk to when you felt low. you needed someone.

you checked your phone with a sigh. 9:23 PM. “the café closes at 10:00 PM and tonight the shift is jakes.” you thought. “wait, why am i even thinking about it? there’s no point for me to go there. why would i?”

「 ☆ 」

ding. ding.

the sound of the bells welcomed you as you stepped inside the building at 9:48 PM.

as expected, the café was almost empty. the only people you could see were jake and sunoo. jake was still wearing his apron as he cleaned the tables nearby the entrance. sunoo had his own clothes on, seemingly ready to leave.

the moment they heard the front door's bells, they snatched their head towards it, probably annoyed that someone dared to go here just before they close.

but when jake registered it was you, his gaze softened, while sunoo started smiling lightly.

you closed the door behind yourself.

“good evening. sorry for disturbing you this late, just before closing.”

jake immediately shook his head, still not taking his eyes off from you.

“hello! it’s okay, please just wait a second!” he said as he started wiping the table more quickly.

sunoo watched him with a grin before he started walking towards you.

“i’ll leave this to you, jake. good night!”

he sent you a look before passing by.

when jake heard his co-workers words, for a moment his facial expression changed from happiness to worry.

“oh, really? alright, have a safe trip home!”

sunoo waved at him last time before stepping outside, leaving the two of you alone.

you never felt more nervous before than now, but it was your choice to go here at this time, knowing only jake will be here. you walked to the counter, and the boy did the same.

“so, what can i do for you?” he asked with a hint of nervousness of his voice, which you noticed.

“i’ll take a cup of hot chocolate, thank you.” you replied.

the boy nodded. after paying, he started making the drink. you stood quietly, too afraid to mutter a word.

beside the sound of the machine, everything was quiet. some of the lights were turned off, so it was a bit darker as well.

jake took longer for a hot chocolate than people used to. you became curious second by second.

you moved closer to the counter just to see him walking back to you while holding your drink. you couldn’t help but notice how the boy’s hands were shaking.

“enjoy your hot chocolate.” his voice was barely audible and maybe at another time you couldn’t even hear it, but now it was only the two of you and the sound of your breathing.

“thank you.” you murmured back.

“do something. anything. don’t waste an opportunity like this.”

you took a sip of your drink. that was the moment when you noticed a strange paper on your cup. you looked at it. there was some kind of text on it and a phone number. a phone number?

your eyes grew bigger as you finally registered what was happening.

“i want to get to know you better, if you don’t mind. here’s my number, in case you want to text.

– jake :)”

you felt your heart beating crazily as you looked up, just to see him already staring at you nervously. he gulped.

there was a moment of silence, before you opened your mouth to speak.

“but you know i don’t want to be just friends, do you?” you asked.

jake blinked a few times before bursting out of laughing, like you asked something ridiculous.

“was i not clear enough that i want the same?” he questioned with a light smile, looking so pretty, that it felt illegal to look at him.

you finally let go of your terrifying thoughts. jake watched as your smile became wider and more honest as your heart felt like a bomb in your chest.

you didn’t know what to say, it felt too surreal.

“would you mind waiting here for a few minutes until i get ready to close? maybe we could take a walk and talk. only if you want to!” he suggested as he ran a hand through his hair.

you nodded happily, watching jake's expression changing from happy to a state where it couldn’t be described. he looked like he had won the lottery.

you felt the same.

「 ☆ 」

“jake, can i ask a question?”

you were in your living room, sitting next to each other on the couch. you laid your head on your boyfriend’s shoulder as you both watched the TV. it’s been two weeks since the confession.

your lover placed a kiss under your ear as he hummed, signing that he’s listening.

“why did you confess exactly that night in the café?”

“i felt like that was the perfect moment, you know?” he smiled.

“you are brave. i couldn’t make a move at all.” you stated with a pout.

jake's mouth curved higher as he heard you.

“honestly, if it wasn’t for sunoo, i wouldn’t be so sure that i really have a chance.”

your heart skipped a beat.

“oh my god, so he did tell you about that one time!” you felt embarrassed. “next time i see him, i’ll kick his ass.”

jake started giggling at your words.

“you could never do that.”

ignoring his words, you sat up properly to look him in the eye.

“tell me what he said.”

you've always found jake’s eyes beautiful, but in that very exact moment, his eyes were shining. he looked at you with such a loving stare it was almost unbearable.

“he said that you were looking for me and when you realised i’m not there, you became like a lost puppy. you were obvious, dear.”

“maybe i just wanted some friends?” you asked with a cough, which made him chuckle.

“oh, come on! apart from that, do you think i didn’t see how many times you looked at me secretly? your stare wasn’t that unnoticeable.”

thank god you weren’t drinking anything, because you would definitely spit it out the moment your boyfriend said those words.

“firstly, you were also nervous and it took you time to confess. also, in my defense, you are too attractive to not look at. and you talk in a cute way when you’re working.”

every time jake laughed, you felt some sense of pride. that’s why when he did it again, you cheered in thought.

he showed you a wide smile before leaning closer and kissing you suddenly.

it was the type of kiss that made your brain shut down. you felt loved. you felt everything.

“in my defense,” he started “i would’ve gone crazy if i didn’t get this pretty boy.”

[slowfae]

Games to use for face claim + designing dr houses, waiting room, etc

Life Simulation are great to well…simulate your dr and offer visuals for your shifiting script. I did a post like this in the past, it was one of my very first one, so I thought I would update it.

-Inzoi

I just tried it and it’s kind of what prompted this post. it’s great, more on the hyper realistic side, except the eyebrows colour on the female character wouldn’t change colour in my game but for the male model, it was working fine ? I have no idea how it works, but this is just a demo, not the final game. For some reason I couldn’t change the features on the child model either, I tried to do my younger siblings and nothing was moving.

The different life stages are here (no teens and no toddlers though but there are three adult life stages) and i thought the elderly looked really great. I definitely encourage you to try while the demo is on. You can see below my attempt at my dr Dad and grandma (I did try to do me, but the dark eyebrows are throwing me off, especially because I have close to no eyebrows irl)

The demo is just the character creation but I think the build mode for apartment and house might just dethrone the sims 4 for me. Although i love making fantasy houses with the sims so maybe not.

But I saw a video about the build mode and apparently you will have the ability to scan in 3D objects in your house and put them in the game, which sounds absolutely crazy !

I will also just mention paralives here, who looks interesting especially the building mode, but it’s not out yet when I’m writing this.

- the sims 4

As long as you are ok with the cartoonish style, I think it’s still a good option. Especially since mods exist and there is a way to make your sims look hyper realistic with them. Normally I don’t like alpha ccs personally , but If the goal is to make a face claim/ body claim and you don’t care your sim looks off with the rest of the game, why not?

I love building in the sims 4, i didn’t build anything in a while though. I always recommend downloading the base game since it’s free and download cc, there are tons of good one. The expansion packs are so expensive and often not worth the full price imo, especially if you’re like me and not really interested in playing in life mode.

I do think it’s a fun way to channel your dr though, by seeing how your dr sims interact with each other ( I did it for a little bit, got a lot of unexpected things happening)

- Life Makeover

The game is free, as long as you’re not weak with gacha games. I don’t spend too much, because I feel like there is enough possibilities with the outfits you gain by playing, so I’m fine not finishing limited sets. The last mermaid set was a close one, ngl but the universe heard my prayers and I got the mermaid tail with the gems I already had, so I’m not paying to pull more.

Anyway, the character creation is the best one I know. The style is in between realism and cartoony. My profile picture is made with that game. Bigger, animated like eyes look better on the character in my opinion, but I definitely saw very realistic looking characters made by people more talented than me lol. It’s one of the only game I own where I can make myself pointy elf ears and it’s very important to me lol.

Only down side for face claim is there is no male model. Then again, there is always way to work around it by making the character look more androgynous (kind of unrelated but I think there would be a market for male dress up games, they should think about it)

The big plus though is to get inspiration for your dr wardrobe ! I might have spent a whole day screenshotting my favourites piece of clothes + styling some outfits to put into my script 😂

I think it’s especially great for idol / K-pop or even celebrity dr with the style of the outfits, there is also things that would work for a fantasy/royalty dr.

Since I am talking about my addiction for dress up games once again, for fantasy outfits I also use Shining Nikki, but it doesn’t have a character creation which is why it’s not officially on this list.

Life makeover on the right, Shining Nikki on the left

Surprisingly, there is also a house building mode, which looks really great imo but definitely more limited than the sims (doing cool roofing is a nightmare in this game because the roof doesn’t disappear inside a room like it does in the sims 🥲) . Here is one of my waiting room as an exemple, my mermaid retreat:

- Baldur gates

Now, I’m starting with games I haven’t tried yet. Baldur gates is on my list but I’m waiting to have money to spend for it, and to have time to spend hours obsessing over a new game, which I don’t really have either right now 😂

The character creator looks incredible for fantasy drs. This is the kind of game where you spend a whole day in the character creator before you actually play.

literally any fantasy races you could think of is there, I think there are mods that add more too. I love how versatile it looks, there are a lot of skin tones, horns, lizards guys (I’m not familiar with dnd races, I’m sorry) I saw wings too but that might have been mod

- Once human

I found about this game in this post from @elizabethhearts-shifts : https://www.tumblr.com/elizabethhearts-shifts/758372410780221440/once-human-for-face-claims-hey-shifters-i

I don’t have a computer, don’t have the money for the kind I would need, the steam deck was a much more affordable option for my games, but unfortunately the steam deck doesn’t take in charge this particular game, I don’t really know why, it wouldn’t even let me try to download it anyway, like I had to do with Inzoi.

In any case, you can see the face claim of Elizabeth on her post, and it looks incredible so I still wanted to include it in the list ^^

I realise this is a post for the gamer shifters x)

Personally, Pinterest is not enough for me. I think it’s my autistic brain but I need to have a clear idea of the space I live in my drs, and find that having a 3D representation of the space really helps. When I get into meditation, I then get very real images about my drs in those spaces. Same goes for people, I create a representation and then can get vivid images about them in my head.

So as usual, I hope this helps and inspire,

Happy shifting 🧚🏻‍♀️

[simbouquet]

The Sims 3: Showtime (Singer Profession OST)

This is not a game mod! Just something I put together for fun. :)

Ever since Showtime came out I really enjoyed the songs from the Singer profession, but I'd never been able to find them uploaded in good quality anywhere online. So after over a decade of waiting and searching, I decided I'd just do it myself!

I extracted every song directly from the game files using TS3 Sound Tool. The songs are actually divided into sections, so really I had to grab all the pieces of each song and make full tracks out of them. In the end I had 58 different tracks: every song performed by female and male vocalists in every possible arrangement (in-game, the arrangement of the song changes depending on the venue you're playing a show at.)

With that out of the way, I also went ahead and made everything look a little prettier: I gave all the songs proper file names and titles, grabbed some official key art to use as the album cover, and tagged each file to organize the tracks into three discs, one for each arrangement, with the tracks being numbered in the same order that you unlock each song in the game.

Full disclosure: I did no editing to the files besides arranging the sections into full songs, so what you get is exactly what you hear in-game. I also used the internal file names as a reference for which arrangement each song was in, which may or may not perfectly match the availability of each song arrangement during gameplay.

The final result is a full album with everything already laid out pretty neatly that you can just plop into your iTunes or wherever you listen to music. You could also theoretically put these files in your Sims games as custom music, but YMMV – you may have to convert the files into a different bitrate and whatnot for them to play properly, not really sure.

Have fun 🤍

Download: Google Drive

[sonic-love-island-official]

Sonic (Bio/Character design ramble)

Sonic's bio/ramble is here !!! This is not a drill !!!

Kudos to my sister, who took up writing Sonic's bio and commentary. She majors in Sonic Psychology, it's only right for her to continue writing, expanding on, and doing the titular character justice (because I sure can't ripp </3).

Info under the cut, as usual x

Sonic is a 25 year old influencer. He's lived in Green Hill for the majority of his life but his job and adventurous lifestyle often leads him far from home. Sonic's reason for entering the show was purely childish: a challenge. So Sonic arrives with the intent of messing around and having fun.

Sonic is free-willed and easy-going. This makes him a fun guy to be around and that's why he thrives on the Island. Given the fact he likes to have freedom... he's never tied down and struggles with commitment when it comes to love. He never stays in one spot for too long, therefore he can never stick around one person for too long. Sonic also has no type. Unlike other characters in the series or people on Love Island, Sonic gravitates to whoever he feels is giving a good energy back to him or someone he can bounce off (although he is not above basing things off physical attraction in some situations). Saying that he didn't arrive with the intent of finding love on the Island, doesn't mean he isn't genuine.

Ultimately, Sonic makes it clear that he doesn't quite know what he wants...

External design choices !! (visual appearance - incl. formation of base sim, references taken, makeup choices, fashion style... etc.)

Sonic is one of the characters I'm still not happy with and never will be because of the way the game works and my unreasonable expectations for this man. Sonic has been reworked twice in an attempt to get him perfect. When taking inspiration from the game series, Sonic took heavy inspiration from modern Sonic (Mainly the 2010's Sonic opposed to the early 2000's models.)

Sonic is the most iconic character in the series and so I wanted to do him justice by blending features of his design with the idea of him looking relatively desirable. In the first design his features relied heavily on his defining 'Sonic' features such as his pointy nose, big eyes and blue hair. His nose (in my opinion) was exaggerated when looked at front on and this was purely because of his skin overlay. His skin overlay was custom content and was the same that we used for Amy except there was one issue, it didn't work for males as it changed the way his facial features looked. As it looked fine on Amy, I thought nothing of it for Sonic, until it finally grated on me enough to change it. This is where his second design was made and thought out.

In Sonic's redesign, I gave more thought into how he looked beside other similar characters such as Shadow and Silver. As Sonic was the first to be made in the game, I didn't have the other two boys to compare him to. Now that the other boys were there to refer to, I could make sure they looked slightly similar. I decided to make their noses and mouths appear similar while keeping key things like eyes, hair and face shape unique. Sonic's eyes were kept rounded and big much like his canon design and so I wanted the eye colour to be accurate too. Sonic's eye colour is a slightly darker shade of green than Amy's and that was carried over into Sonic's design. When it came to his skin tone we had to look very closely at his Frontiers model. In a picture we looked at, we could see a slight olive undertone rather than pink. After some debate about it, we incorporated the skin tone into his redesign.

I've come to terms that I'll never be able to get Sonic right in The Sims 3, but I do like Sonic's redesign better (not to mention how proud of his side profile I am. He looks so good from side on <33). He went from looking older than 25, untrustworthy and unattractive, to looking Younger than 25, frankly cute and closer to his 'fakers', Shadow and Silver.

[ Acknowledging both designs is crucial, as a ton of screenshots have Sonic's older design in them as opposed to his newer one. And we'd rather perish than retake screenies because we altered him. I like to think it's a good display of what the design process looks like :) - bee ]

Sonic's fashion is fashion. As an influencer, he would receive a lot of branded clothes from sponsors or for product review. (This headcanon was formed from the SOAP shoes he wears in SA2). While also he'd need to keep up with fashion trends to maintain a good image. On the island, Sonic wears casual things such as sneakers (occasionally his classic red but he switches it up a bit), t-shirts, bomber jackets, jeans, cargo pants or shorts, things tend to be baggy for comfortability. Sonic also has a gold ring that he wears on his left, middle finger. This idea was not only a reference to the games and how many rings he collects, but more specifically a game where he wears a ring, Sonic and the Secret Rings.

Internal design choices !! (personality, characteristics, psychology)

I am a strong believer that Sonic is more complex than most think. He's very good at masking anything negative he's going through with a smile. A good example of this is in Sonic Frontiers. I took a lot of inspiration from Frontiers because in my opinion it is the BEST Sonic characterisation. I also took inspiration from SA2, Sonic X and many other games or media to count (Sonic's a pretty consistent character when it comes to some aspects of his personality.) In this, Sonic is a good blend of childish and mature. He tends to show his childish nature when interacting with Knuckles and Shadow or when things take a negative turn, he tries to lighten the mood with a joke to change the topic. His maturity shows when he gets fed up with people being disingenuous or rude to him and/or his friends. He also doesn't hold grudges and tends to see things that others don't. But Sonic isn't perfect because of his spontaneous actions and changes.

Sonic tends to act strangely if he feels things are getting too deep. He'll surprise everyone with an unexpected action that he can't justify himself. He cares for the people he loves, even if he doesn't know why.

Sonic tries to give people second chances when it comes to friendships and consistently tries to befriend or bring happiness to the most stubborn of people. It may be because he struggles with social cues on occasion, so he doesn't quite know when to stop sometimes.

When hurt, he places up a protective wall to try and shield himself from vulnerability. This is where Sonic shuts himself off from other people by friend-zoning or going cold in some situations. He keeps people who cause him to be vulnerable at arms length and will keep them there. So long as he can help it, anyway.

[ Except we do NOT give him that kindness. Everyone faces their problems eventually. Sonic most of all >:)) - bee ]

Fun facts / trivia :

A lot of Sonic media is included in this AU, so Sonic has 3 siblings. Sonia, Manic (triplets) and "Classic" (younger brother). This is because we thought it would be fun to add Sonia and Manic from Sonic Underground. Sonia ends up playing a big part in his arc. Classic could have been left or represented as a young version of Sonic but in the Twitter Takeovers, Classic is said to be a separate entity from Modern Sonic. And Sonic having many siblings just fitted his personality. [ I think I saw something about Classic/Modern Sonic and the dealio with them and the funky timeline, but I've forgotten what that was now. I love the idea of Brother Sonic so much to care lmao. Give him all the siblings. I trust him not to burn the house down <3 - bee ]

Sonic has ADHD. [ Yeah :) I mean- is this even a hc anymore. It's basically canon in my eyes hehe - bee ]

Sonic loves to talk and brag about his travels around the globe. Especially since he's previously visited Spagonia (home to the Sonic Love Island villa) before arriving on the show. This boy has a story for everything, and we mean EVERYTHING.

[wolfsbanemanor]

So, how did they become vampires anyway? (Part 2)

Obligatory Link to Part 1

When Lilith brought him home from the hospital, Caleb wanted to take a long shower. It was all he'd wanted to do since the bartender found him passed out on the bathroom tile. (Before that, the thing he'd wanted most was to get away from his attacker. He had tried fighting her off, tried to run away, and he couldn't. He just couldn't.) He could still feel her hands all over him, and he felt so dirty. That invasive forensic exam hadn't helped, either. He had to remove every article of clothing he'd been wearing, even down to his earring. He had been photographed, swabbed, poked, and prodded everywhere imaginable for several hours, which was the last thing he had wanted. The nurse who performed the exam was as nice and gentle about it as possible, but there was no way it was going to be pleasant. It was almost worse than what had caused him to need this examination in the first place. He wasn't even sure if he wanted to go to the police. Would they believe him? He doubted it. Glowing green eyes, fangs, unnatural coldness, odd-tasting blood? Who could believe that? They'd probably think he was some Strangerville lunatic or something. Or they'd think he was a weakling. As far as Caleb knew, this sort of thing didn't happen too often in Simlandia (though precisely how often, he wasn't sure), but when it did, it usually involved a man forcing himself on a woman, not the other way around. And as far as Caleb knew, it didn't involve the man hypnotizing his victim with glowing green eyes, or forcing her to drink his blood, or cold...fluids that should have been warm. He had Lilith stand outside the door. Even though it was their home, he didn't feel safe alone. It felt like that woman was everywhere! And who knows, maybe she was? She had, after all, managed to get past a door that ordinarily only male Sims could get through, a door that Caleb was sure he'd locked behind himself when he'd gone in. (How that was possible, he wasn't sure.) Lilith obliged. When she heard the shower turn on, she sank to the floor, sobbing quietly. This was all my fault! she thought. If I hadn't been so selfish, if I had stayed with him, this wouldn't have happened! She thought back to when they were little kids. Caleb got picked on a lot. Mainly, he wasn't very good at sports, and he got really good grades. She would always step in and stand up for him. She got in trouble for fighting a lot at school. She had always protected him, but she couldn't protect him this time. (Of course, this always cemented in the other boys' minds that Caleb was a wuss, but Lilith was willing to teach them a lesson as many times as needed.) She had always been there for him, and the one time she wasn't, he'd been... In the shower, Caleb suddenly felt dizzy and unwell again. He sat down on the floor, letting the warm water rain down on him (something he almost never did, even as a teenager, when he would write sad poems, despite living a relatively happy and normal life) and leaned against the tiled wall, shower pouf in hand, waiting for that feeling to pass. When it finally did, getting up felt like a monumental task. And when he finally got out and into a fluffy bathrobe, the room started spinning again, and he sat on the lidded toilet with his head between his knees, waiting for it to stop. The last thing he needed was to take another header into bathroom tile. On the other side of the door, Lilith picked herself up, and dried her tears. She had to be strong for her brother. She couldn't let him see her like that. She made it look like she was concentrating really hard on a book, to hide the tear streaks, the smudged makeup, and the puffiness. When he walked out and into his bedroom, she went in and splashed some cold water on her face. She then got some bandages, and re-bandaged the wounds on his head and neck. When she shut the door, the emotion of the last 12 hours or so overwhelmed him, and he cried into his pillow until he was too exhausted and fell asleep.

[shuamorollss]

01. inhaling the air of Seoul

Sim Jaeyun, after living in london for 2 years with his ex girlfriend, Lee Chaeyoung, finally comes back to Korea to have a fresh start. That is... until he accidentally found you breaking down while eating at a local mcdonalds. You knew him by then, since he dated your best friend, and Jake knew you, being the best friend of his ex. So this is only an unexpected reunion, right? it's not like you two would secretly start hanging out to escape from all the struggling sides of life.

You were stressed, studying while eating inside the local McDonald's. It was embarrassing, yes, but it also made you feel more "relieved" studying in places like these other than your pesky apartment at the moment.

But if you had an apartment on your own, why didn't you study there instead? Well, your neighbors next door gave you a head up that they were gonna throw a small party, also warning you about the music they will play during it. Knowing that their little noise music will get you out of focus from your studying, you called it a break day for the rest of your friends, both obviously agreeing, considering who would turn down this day off opportunity? Ning and Giselle wouldn't.

Now here you are; studying elsewhere, craving for knowledge like always. Secretly breaking the agreement you made with your friends yesterday.

A few stacks of stapled notes flood your table and two wrapped cheeseburgers laying on those notes. You were stressed, one of the reasons being the clutter. Tears slowly streaming down your cheeks as you thought about these notes and what the fuck you're gonna do with them now that your brain only thinks of crying, crying, and more crying. If you were eating here at 6 in the evening you probably would've gotten kicked out by now because no customers want to see a law student breaking down at a local McDonald's with children probably eating in the same area as you… It would look traumatizing. Thankfully you're here at 11 in the evening.

After a few minutes of pondering all your thoughts, you aggressively rub your whole face, escaping a long sigh from frustration.

You wanted to plop your head down in that paper ocean of a table, but you didn't want any of those papers to fall down.

You were too lazy to organize them too let alone pick one up from the ground.

Although, much to your dismay, one of your thinly stapled notes did slide off your table, earning you a small groan.

Bending your waist down to get it, your eyes widened as a hand comes out gently placing it on the paper. You felt a thud in your chest, considering you had no idea someone else was here on this floor with you.

You could've sworn you were alone when you got here and even now, allegedly. You didn't even feel anyone's presence… Well you weren't even psychic to do so.

You figured that you were just facing behind the stairs so you wouldn't notice anyone at all walking up here, or maybe you were just too drowned with your studying to notice anything happening at all.

It could be the latter.

You were in McDonald's, people from all places eat here... so why would you think you were eating alone, in all places?

You snapped out of your thoughts, seeing the hand finally rising and so was you.

your head rose, finally meeting the male's gaze who had picked up your notes.

" I believe this is yours?— " The man suddenly froze, seeing your state, your eyes puffy red, he assumes that you must've been through a lot just eating in McDonald's, their food isn't even that great to cry it out on.

He tilted his head a bit to notice your cluttered table… So that's what you were crying about. His thoughts spoke.

His frozen figure left you clueless, gazes still locked onto each other for a good 5 seconds.

Until you both realized.

" Shit!— " you breath hitched, turning around to rub your eyes, as if that puffy redness on your eyes would disappear if you do so.

" Y/n— " he softly spoke out.

" I'm sorry for the language, and thank you! " You snatched the paper out of his hand, the motivation finally kicking in to properly organize your cluttered table, suddenly halting your actions after what you had just heard from the man's mouth.

" What did you say? " You asked, turning around to gaze at the man once more.

" Y/n. " He answered sternly.

You sweatdropped. You didn't know who this man is, you never talked to anyone this cute in your existence. You wouldn't be surprised if they were a cousin who used to babysit you when you were 4, though is he now?

" I'm sorry but have we met… before..? "

" Isa. " Your eyes widened as he said that single word. Your mouth slightly agape and ears tingling at the sound of a familiar name, Isa.

You gaze at the man, examining him. You started to become curious… Who is he and how does he know your best friend? Your old best friend.

" Jake… " He spoke, a small smile perking up as he said so.

" Jake..? " You repeated, having no ideas entering your head about a guy named Jake. Maybe you should since he knew you possibly because of Isa, if that was the case, then why is your brain so empty?

Nevermind. I think I know why I'm not getting any ideas. You mentally admitted. Realization hitting that it was beacuse of getting drained for hours of studying in this place, too tired to familiarize a pretty old face

" I dated Isa. "

After a few seconds of thinking as he said those words, you let out a small gasp, slowly all your memories about him and Isa gathered in your head, finally knowing who he was.

" Jake as in Sim Jaeyun? That aussie boy Sim Jaeyun? "

" Yes, that Sim Jaeyun. "

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