#shorts collection

[primalgray01]

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[millerblg]

Find out the different design that influences the Workwear shorts Red Collection by Hard Yakka!

[avisheksingh]

Monsoon is upon us, bringing with it the refreshing showers and the urge to step out and enjoy the drizzles. But monsoon also demands a shift in wardrobe choices. For boys, finding the right balance between style, comfort, and practicality during the rainy season can be a challenge. Enter TEENTRUMS, the brand that understands monsoon fashion for teenagers. In this guide, we'll explore our boys' shorts collection, making it the top choice for every teen this season.

[bacchuschucklefuck]

class swap design masterpost for convenience (from top to bottom: bard!riz, cleric!gorgug, sorcerer!kristen, barbarian!fig, artificer!adaine, and rogue!fabian)

[remxedmoon]

yeah ok buddy

joke stolen from this post 🩶

[dailyfigures]

Sakura Head ; Silent Hill: The Short Message ☆ Gecco

[braxiatel]

Mumbo’s middle name once again making everything better his letter to the poepoe basically went “i Did Not kill your living motorbike on purpose I was simply cursed by god. No murder was done here. Sincerely mr multiple counts of homicide and murder”

[livelovecaliforniadreams]

1x1 | 2x1 | 3x1 | 4x1

[lazylittledragon]

👀

what is baby dekarios' name?? i love them so much already

[qrowscant]

MY BROTHER ; THE PARASITE

People die, and sometimes they come back. Your brother is one of those. Even as his body rots and his mind unravels, he still has control over you— just like when you were kids.

A short, interactive story about a corpse, a complicated sibling relationship, and the things we forget. Made in Twine. Written, illustrated, and coded in about three weeks for the IFComp.

Content warnings included on the itch.io page and in the story itself.

|| PLAY HERE! ||

[elirium]

little robin peoples.

[thepathetickind]

feel drained no matter how much I sleep

by laurenmaerie, tired thoughts

[cubbihue]

It is 5am and I read through the whole blog and I love love love the family dynamics and all the thought you’ve put into the lore and details 🩷 so! You’ve mentioned that if there aren’t any kids to make godkids, there won’t be any food for fairies. What do you mean by that? 👀

Also! Is there anything you wanna draw/tell us about the AU that nobody’s asked yet?

Is it still 5am for u, im sorry i've trapped u in 5am for 2 days now.

SO! Fairies feed on emotions, and different courts have different diets! The most common one is "desire". However, desires can't be harvested unless it's released from the human's body and becomes magic. The best way to do this is to have the person "Make a Wish".

This is why Fairies can't get desires from adults! Adults have a strong resistance to memory-tampering magic, which means their wishes are near impossible to grant if Fairies want to stay hidden.

After the wish is granted, the desire is removed and sent to the Big Wand. From there, desires leak out across Fairyworld, and fairies get to eat! It tastes best in the form of chocolate cake, I've heard.

Bitties Series: [Start] > [Previous] > [Next]

Fun fact: Fairy Wings can be damaged or removed. Jorgen Vonstrangle doesn't have wings anymore!! He's a flightless fairy.

[zivazivc]

my brainrot about these two can be measured in liters

[writingjourney]

embrace // copia // 360 words, gn, sort of nsft, mdni

He pants into your ear, breath hot and wet. Your hand is buried in grey-streaked curls, even the slightest tug drawing a whimper from his mouth. It’s been such a long day, so many long days, and what are you aching for if not the comfort of your lover’s body, the familiar touch of hands that know you better than your own?

The pace is slow, each thrust strenuous but you both can’t stop, glued together by the signs of a long night spent in each other’s embrace. You know you won’t part before you both can’t keep your eyes open any longer and even then you don’t think you can keep yourself together without him wrapped around you like a human band-aid, spread across invisible cracks of a worn out body.

Copia presses his lips against the column of your throat, one last effort before he goes slack. His cheek comes to rest on your chest, skin damp with perspiration, but he does not seem to mind. You rub both of his shoulders, admire the expanse of pale freckled skin that stretches out on top of you. His hair clings to his forehead, wet and mussed up, and you gently comb it back over his brow.

He’s calming down slowly, nose poking your skin as he nuzzles with some remaining strength. He releases one long breath before he goes still, lets himself get heavy. You are comforted by his weight, by every part of his body that is still connected to yours. He is hot to the touch but soon you both shiver without the heat of friction, goosebumps spreading like twin waves across your limbs.

You drape the blanket around him, covering only a few meagre inches that are exposed. It’ll have to do until you both wake up later, settling in for a proper rest. Until then it’s his breath that you focus on, a lullaby in its own right, only softer, sweeter. Your lids grow too heavy before you can catch them and you finally allow yourself the comfort of letting go, the tickling of his snores a vague sensation in the distance.

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