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love-belle · 9 months

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good riddance !!!

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ in which their post break-up era is them pretending that they weren't each other's everything.

for when you're too hurt to regret anything. ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚

social media au // daniel ricciardo x fem!reader

warnings - language

author's note - hello!!! i hope u like this one!!! thank u so much for reading, i love you <3 just a note, that i will probably not be posting next week bc i have exams but i will be active here so ! if u message me, i'll probably reply, i hope so anyways lol <3

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danielricciardo good riddance.

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kelly's bf 👎 - max ; cat stealer ❌ - y/n

cat stealer ❌ : max

kelly's bf 👎 : what

cat stealer ❌ : is kelly with u

kelly's bf 👎 : she's out with p

kelly's bf 👎 : what happened

cat stealer ❌ : just wanted to talk to her

cat stealer ❌ : it's okay, just tell her to give me a call whenever she's back :) tell sweet p i love her and i miss her sm

kelly's bf 👎 : will do

seen 1m ago

kelly's bf 👎 : hey you okay?

kelly's bf 👎 : i saw what daniel posted

kelly's bf 👎 : it's a shit move just saying

kelly's bf 👎 : he's stupid

cat stealer ❌ : yeah idc lol

cat stealer ❌ : "good riddance" ok boy u literally begged me to make it work

cat stealer ❌ : i'm sorry ik he's ur best friend

kelly's bf 👎 : yeah but so are you

cat stealer ❌ : WOAHHH PAUSE

cat stealer ❌ : max being nice for a change?????

cat stealer ❌ : history was made

kelly's bf 👎 : don't make me take it back

kelly's bf 👎 : but yeah

kelly's bf 👎 : don't pay any attention to him, yeah? i'm sure kelly will have a few choice words for him at the next race, along with me. and p probably, she loves her aunt y/n

kelly's bf 👎 : speaking of that, you're coming to the next race right?

cat stealer ❌ : i love u all :// thank u

cat stealer ❌ : and no, i don't think it's a good idea

kelly's bf 👎 : are you sure? you can stay inside the whole time, he won't even see you

cat stealer ❌ : i'll think abt it, im just very overwhelmed rn that's all

kelly's bf 👎 : that's very understandable tbh

cat stealer ❌ : max

kelly's bf 👎 : y/n

cat stealer ❌ : can i ask u something

kelly's bf 👎 : if this is about letting you and kelly give me a makeover, it's no

cat stealer ❌ : we'll convince u someday but that's not what i wanted to ask

kelly's bf 👎 : what is it?

cat stealer ❌ : do u think daniel ever loved me

cat stealer ❌ : like at all???

kelly's bf 👎 : y/n

kelly's bf 👎 : of course he did

kelly's bf 👎 : you were his everything

cat stealer ❌ : then why was it so easy for him to walk out and then say "good riddance"

cat stealer ❌ : he took the easy way out

kelly's bf 👎 : he's a stupid asshole that's all

kelly's bf 👎 : but he truly did love you, he still does. i know i complained a lot, but with the way he spoke of you, like you were truly his everything. it was such a happy site, seeing my two best friends in love

cat stealer ❌ : u called me best friend twice omg

cat stealer ❌ : that's a record

kelly's bf 👎 : shut up

kelly's bf 👎 : my point is

cat stealer ❌ : i need to post something so W

cat stealer ❌ : brb

cat stealer ❌ : kelly's calling me

kelly's bf 👎 : so i was just a placeholder till my girlfriend arrived?

cat stealer ❌ : aw look at u using ur brain

kelly's bf 👎 : this is why daniel broke up with you

cat stealer ❌ : TOO SOON

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quecksilvereyes · 1 year

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oh, sister, I am sorry. your eyes are sunken and your skin is bruised. your lips are chapped, your nailbeds bitten raw. your husband's hand on your waist is a ghost's touch held by the band on your left ring finger and I-

I am dead.

I got on the train, Su. Nevermind your tears, nevermind the plea you could not shape with words, nevermind your fingers on the pulse point of my wrist. "stay", you'd said, as you have always done, dictionary in hand and baby teeth yet lodged in your jaw. "don't go where i cannot."

I step through a wardrobe and you follow, damned be reason. I slay a wolf and you follow, I cling to the little ones and you follow, I am crowned and you follow, I am-

I go past a lamp post, and you follow, damned be dread. I go to a train station and you follow, trembling hands and tender heart. I go, and I go, and I go, and you follow. Sun of my skies. Light of my life.

I go. you stop.

are we too old for stories, now? ten-and-four and ten-and-three, budding bodies and steel bones, we are cast from our home. i hold the little ones until i drown in them. you grip your skirts until no iron can press the shape of your palms from them. and you have ever been, cruelly reasonable and logically callous.

say you, glass shard eyes and rouge-red lips: we are english. we are children. she thinks she has found a magical land in the upstairs wardrobe.

say I, trembling hands and coiling guts: we are narnian. we are monarchs. if she's not mad and she's not lying, then logically she must be telling the truth.

my sister Susan, beautiful as folk tales are and twice as sharp, did you intend every invitation you took for me to twist the knife a godly animal once thrust into my guts? perhaps it was the way your eyes turned blue, or the sound of your laughter losing its bells. perhaps it was just my trembling fingers at the back of your legs, drawing stocking lines where no stockings had ever lain.

the line came out shaking, and you rubbed it off until your skin cried red. the hem of your dress still dripped wet when you left that day, turning on heels too narrow for you to walk in.

do you remember? it took you days to come home, and mother wailed for all of them. you crawled into my bed that night, as you did when we were parents to our little ones, those terrible months. your head on my shoulder, your breath in my ear, I held you until morning.

your mouth in my throat, eyes heavy with sleep, tongue heavy with champagne: we are here now. we must make the best of it. he cannot have all our lives, and all our joys. i wish you would laugh again.

doesn't little lucy, shrieking mouth and tumbling legs, laugh enough for us all?

lucy's manic. if she didn't laugh she'd cry.

i think sometimes, in the parts of my guts that are still a schoolboy, and are mean and cruel to match, that the alcohol makes you softer than the daylight ever could. i do not tell you.

i press my lips to your forehead. i wrap my arms around you. the year between us rings heavy, and when I get up in the morning, you do not follow.

I tried, Su. I did. I applied for university, I saw that girl with that smile. with those eyes. I let you take sections from the paper before I ever touched it, I held the little ones in my arms, and I made coffee in the morning. I sat all my exams.

I smiled when the little ones came back smelling of home.

Aslan's wounds, did I try. but-

I have ever been a thing made for stories. brave the way knights are, bloody knuckles and buckling pride. a horse between my calves, a sword in my hands.

I think, sometimes, that I was born for my sword, for the hollow ringing of my heart when I first held it. a part of me, even then, ten-and-three and soaked to the bone.

such bravery is not made for real world boys and real world taunts. there is a map, I think, from the summits of my knuckles to the jaws of every boy who ever looked at me and bared his teeth.

I am sovereign. I am the skies for your sun to burn in.

I am made wrong, for this england, and I cannot take this life you want. I belong, I think, into myths and legend, the star-studded shards of our home.

so I went on the train, Susan. so I died, and I named what you have chosen. so I banned you from their scorning mouths. so you grip your husband's hand, realest of us all, and you cry. you do not follow.

Forgive me.

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ta-ni-ya · 2 months

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Ehehehehehe I’m back guysss!!! 💀💀💀

I’m back from hell hehehehehehhehe

Soooo- um 😃

Ahahahah idk what to say my brain is not braining after giving all those exams.

But straight to the point I’m back and I’ll be active once again! I will be replying to the mentions as well and thank you so much for those nice comments on my announcement ahhhh you’re all too nice I swear-

Today was my last exam and it’s safe to say I slayed that it was super easy that expected XD

Buttt yes! I’m gonna be drawing a lots now and I will be introducing 4 new ocs soon! I had such a huge Sanekiri fever the whole time and I couldn’t draw so I was annoyed that the ideas keep coming and I can’t even draw them before I forget them- but I still have many references that I wanna draw hehe

And alsoooo me and @kiyokatokito have a shared blog which is used by us both- we are mainly gonna be posting some adult content and my nsfw drawings there so please visit it at your own risk 💀

It’s @kiyo-niya and we still haven’t posted anything there yet due to my absence. It will mainly contain stuff about our ocs and ships.

OHHHH AND ALSO- I’m kinda interested in showing you all my outfits at times- is anyone interested in my fashion sense? 😭💀

That’s it for my return right now but I got a lot of stuff I wanna do 🫣🤭 be ready ig? Hehe

#niya talks #announcement :)

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jazzpostsrandomthings · 3 months

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Journey Retold: The Three Grand Companies

<< Previous Entry

Woops! A full month has passed since I last wrote for this series, my bad. Was busy with exams (aced the last one yesterday) and witnessing my friend go through Shadowbringers for the first time. I have a lot more free time now so I can finally continue Journey Retold!

There will be a preamble of sorts next, feel free to skip around until you see a text written in purple.

One of my friends told me that I should shorten the names of the players when I am inserting their messages into these posts. His suggestion was to shorten "The player of the self-proclaimed Emo Catboy" to "Emo Catboy" for example and he has a point, but I am not going to. I wanted to switch to a format of "The player of [WoL Full Name]" actually, but I had to make a choice against it out of my respect for the privacy of my dear first friend I've made through the game upon their own request so I am not going to do the switch because otherwise they would stand out like a sore thumb.

Another reason why I don't want to shorten the names like this is that... I feel like it's important to point out that there is a real person behind each of these characters. I find it one of the coolest and most magical things about FFXIV and MMO genre as a whole, and for an extravert like me who only goes outside for studies it just holds a lot of weight. Not all interactions with these player characters and people behind them themselves might be pleasant, it's a double-edged sword all multiplayer games and social medias even have to deal with, but an overwhelming majority of these interactions have brought me joy and laughs and it all just feels more real than just interacting with someone over Discord DMs and such.

The issue of the player names being too long in these posts during the messaging segments is real so from now on I will shorten it to "TPo [simple character description]", like "TPo Emo Catboy" or "TPo stern Auri man". That should do it.

...

OK, where did we stop last time? Ah, right, Ifrit.

Pi had slayed a monstrocity from the deep depths of hell yaaaaaaay.

I picked the msq back up the next day, judging from the screenshots' date. The word of Pi's conquest over the Lord of Inferno had spread quickly, like a wildfire, and the officers of the three Grand Companies had arrived to the Waking Sands, wanting to have Ifrit's bane to themselves. I was hit with a choice between these three Grand Companies, i.e. Limsa Lominsa's Maelstrom, Gridania's Order of Twin Adders and Ul'dah's Immortal Flames. And I wanted to join Maelstrom right away because I like Merl-- I mean, I like Limsa and I am the most familiar with it, but I was open to seeing what can other two city-states offer and thus I had set for Ul'dah first.

Raubahn entered the scene, as well as a cute lalafell woman wearing a weird dress that honestly makes her look like a bowling pin when she stands, I am sorry. That lalafell, Nanamo Ul Namo, is the sultana of Ul'dah by the way and it was my first time seeing her.

Their combined speech was very strong, talking about their glory and wealth (both in monetary fortune as well as the spiritual) and how they laid low the VIIth Imperial Legion five years ago.

For Victory and Fortune, stride fearless into the inferno, for we are by fire reborn!

Some young and kinda familiar gentleman had something to say about that last line:

So that's how it happened. How soon history forgets.

The speech was met with a round of applause and cheering, and like I've said before, the speech itself was very strong, I actually started to think that maybe Flames can win me over. Then the twins (or rather one of them) decide to speak to me to explain some things that were kinda glossed over in the grand speech, mentioning the refugee problem and their relationship with Amalj'aa that keep summoning Ifrit and costing many soldiers' their lives.

Next up was Gridania. The speech was mainly presented by Kan-E but her brother and sister (and also another seedseer) were also present, even if they didn't say anything.

The Elder Seedseer's speech was about peace and harmony. She talked about uniting Eorzea to fight the Empire and to protect the place that have been their home for almost five centuries.

And together, let us heal the forest's wounds, that our progeny might live in harmony beneath these ancient boughs. For serenity, purity, and sanctity!

I liked the speech as well, but it wasn't as memorable and strong as Raubahn's and I felt like this would be the Grand Company Pi would most likely side with canonically since he is mostly pacifistic and he wishes for the fighting to stop so there could be peace. Alphinaud chimed in again, mentioning how Gridania has to deal with two beast tribes, Ixal and sylphs, and how all the fighting they do is in self-defense. He also mentioned that their lands have been hurt the most by the Calamity which only complicated things for them and soon their bickering with the beast tribes can turn into an all-out war which is why they might need more people to deal with it when the time comes.

Now, all that remained was Limsa Lominsa.

Merlwyb's speech was about freedom, how their nation was fighting for it for seven centuries since they came to La Noscea and how they would like to keep their freedom until their very last breath.

And with the guidance of the Navigator, this great vessel of ours shall ride the waves till sea swallows all!

Alphinaud spoke to Pi once more, mentioning that Lominsans have a lot of blood feuds betweens the factions that comprise the city-state, not to mention the two beast tribes, kobold and Sahagin that both want to take the place for themselves and are planning on summoning their respective Primals to help them with that. All that made them quite an easy target for Garleans which is why they would be needing more men soon, "drenching the Maelstrom standard a deeper shade of crimson ere long".

Freedom is also something that Pi as a character have been craving for because of his passion for travel and exploring, but he wasn't the person to kill somebody for it... but I didn't want to disappoint Merlwyb so I ended up choosing Maelstrom in the end. Sorry Kan-E and Raubahn ;w;

Next up we see Alphinaud and his twin sister Alisaie talk about the speeches between themselves. The sister says how those remembrance ceremonies (because yes, these speeches were dedicated for those celebrations) didn't talk much about the Calamity and were mostly about "standart-waving rallies" while the brother remarks how they didn't even mention the Warriors of Light, as if they chose to omit their deeds in saving their realm in order to move on from the Calamity. Alisaie did not agree that was a right choice.

She couldn't stand it all and chose to find a different way "to cute ails of this world", the twins going their own separate ways. For now, at least.

And then it was the time to get my chocobo.

Say hello to Eorzean Axl by the name of Gingerhead. I made him into Pi's horsebird lol.

Then I did the next msq quest which was Sylph Management which allowed me to unlock Summoner and Scholar. I went on to do... Summoner one before continuing the main story.

"Huh? But didn't you choose Arcanist to then unlock a Healer job?" Yes, I did, but I realized that I actually have a Healer anxiety and that I probably won't play as a Healer much anyway, plus beating MSQ as a Healer will be pain so YUP, I chose violence.

First chain of SMN quests was OK. Kinda cool, but not memorable. Even thought our quest companion was Y'shtola's sister.

And to conclude this entry, have this hilarious screenshot.

We will be dealing with sylphs next.

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uglypastels · 2 years

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the Greatest Adventure // Eddie Munson

a/n: I´m just trying to cope and wanted to write out my feelings a bit. This has nothing to do with the show in all honesty, just pure fluff comfort. I still don´t think I´ll be able to make a proper comeback to writing yet, but this is an attempt. let me know what you think :)

word count: 788

warning: weed, fluff, no spoilers for the show. (also, it might be a mess, i wrote this in like ten minutes and just wanted to post it so idk if it makes any sense)

“I know not all that may be coming, but be it what it will, I'll go to it laughing.” ― Herman Melville,

The room was small, and thus the smoke-filled it up rather quickly. Even with the window open, the air inside became stuffy and overridden with the incense of the bitter delight that came from the joint in Eddie's hand. He put it against his lips, inhaling harshly. The feeling burned at his throat, all the way down to his lungs, and he let it sting for another few seconds before casually letting the breath out in a cloud of grey. The release that his body got as he let it all out of his system just added to the bliss of it all.

He passed the blunt to you and watched as you did the exact same as he had just done. He was enamoured with the sight of you in his arms, the smoke passing your lips silkily, like ribbons in the air, wavering off to the clouds that dispersed in front of him.

'Can´t believe this is the last week of school,' you sighed out, passing him back the joint. He took it between his fingers but didn't attach it back to his mouth. Instead, he just watched as the tip slowly burned off.

'Yeah, it's crazy,' he chuckled, in disbelief himself. Seven years it took him to finally get to this moment. All those years had felt like the longest stretch of a marathon, and now, finally, he could see the end mark. The finish line was clear in sight. He just had to survive those last five days, which he could do no problem. There were no more exams, no more real classes, just formalities of attendance and, for once, he felt excited to be there.

'So, what do you have planned once you get up on that stage?' You asked, looking up at him. Eddie's eyes had glazed over, but not in that usual manner that weed would get him. More in the "thoughts were miles away" type of way. He stared out ahead of him at the wall of his room, the spines of countless novels blurring together.

'You know, I'm probably gonna flip Higgins the bird, maybe give dear O'Donnell a big ol' smooch on the cheek.'

'I meant more like, afterwards. What are you gonna do after all this is over?'

He had seen that question coming for years but never had actually cared to give it much thought. All this time, whenever it came up, he had known it didn't matter since he was never any closer to actually reaching that point of his life. While all his friends had been considering colleges to apply to, he knew he would be back at the exact same lunch table after summer was over.

But not this time.

Now, the world was his oyster, finally opening up to him. The possibilities were endless.

The first thing that came to mind was California. LA specifically. Or maybe New York. Somewhere where all the creative people hurdled. Or maybe even Portland, that's where all the freaks went to. He wasn't sure. It seemed like the places where he could get something out of his music. It would be difficult, but maybe if he worked hard enough he could make it. Get into contact with the right people who would get him what he needed to break through the surfaces of stardom.

Or maybe travel. Go on the road with no destination set in mind. Get the cheapest plane ticket on the go and see where he would end up. There was so much more to see outside of boring old Hawkins and he wanted to experience it all. All the way from South America, to Europa, to Australia– right through Asia.

All his life he had spent reading books and stories of heroes going on epic adventures, slaying dragons and finding their princesses. It was goddamn time he got an adventure of his own.

Well, he had found his own princess already. She was sitting right next to him, wrapped up in his embrace, warm to the touch, most likely getting sleepy as you always happened to be after smoking. He smiled to himself, thinking of everything the two of you could do once you finally escaped this town.

The freedom would be overwhelming at first, but you would figure it out. Take it one day at a time, creating a lifetime of memories.

Tomorrow, he decided, he would go out and buy a new photo book, and maybe some extra film for his camera. He wouldn't want to forget a single day from now on.

'Well,' you nudged him in the chest, awaiting an answer.

Eddie hugged you tighter, kissing the top of your head, before mumbling out: 'I have no idea.'

The End

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asteriaas-stuffs · 1 year

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A little vent cause why not you guys see struggle. So yesterday at night i was basically panicking cause I hadn't studied well and nor i knew basic question (this ain't me now I'm confident that i can slay this exam without even trying) . I was constantly messaging my close friend (S) . I was calling her . I was crying in bathroom . She's following me so she will see this bs (she's into loa). I was panicking and losing hope . Then even today now it's 6 she woke up and started consoling me . That was really really helpful. I'm so grateful and happy that she's in my side . But now as a luck magnet and the one who can absolutely slay anything will slay this exam . The thing i want to say is even it's okay for us to go through this even you're into loa cause it's happens . Anxiety before exam is a thing . It's worse tho. But losing hope isn't worth . She (S) told me to be confident and I'm calm and confident . If you're seeing this I really really love you so much and grateful that you exist . So this vent is a appreciation post for her existing and normal girl gives advice here but she has creeping anxiety.

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hoonieeverse · 1 year

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FINALLY GETTING BITCHES?

who are you-

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Getting ready to go out with your friends for a movie, you pick up your sling bag and get out of your house.

Greeting your friends, after having waited for so long, y’all finally get into the movie hall.

They were so excited to watch Avatar 2, that had you almost running out of the theatre, embarrassed. You were holding Rio and Hyunmin back as they were about to kiss Lo’ak’s poster on one of the walls.

While doing so, you saw a very cute, handsome guy approaching your way, he stopped 2 rows before you looking straight at you making a 10 second eye contact before coming up to you. You were confused, totally confused as to why was he, a stranger approaching you?

“Hey babe! Did you wait for long?”, he said,

“Excuse me?, who are you-”

“C’mon babe, I’m sorry I’m a little late, I’ll make it up to you yeah?”, he cut you off placing a kiss on your cheek.

You were shocked, beyond shocked, still processing everything while he took a seat next to you intertwining your hands.

Looking up at him after glancing at your hands, you were about to say something until he spoke up again to the guys sitting right across you,

“Hey guys, I’m sorry I won’t join you there, my girlfriend’s here, I’ll be accompanying her”

They looked at him, completely shocked, knowing he was up to something.

“Tf? Who are you and what are you doing rn?”, you said to the guy next to you,

“Oh, h-hey, I’m s-sorry, I didn’t mean to, I just, I-, umm could you just please pretend to be my girlfriend for sometime, I’ll explain everything later, please?”, he whispered, his bold facade now vanishing.

And before he could say anything further you slapped him right across his cheek.

Both your friends stood right up from their seats looking at y’all, shocked. He was about to say something, until Hyunmin came around and shot a super hard kick right on his ass making Sunghoon stumble and fall.

You were about to help him up but the boy was so scared that he pushed your hand away and ran for his life. His friends, beyond shocked, ran after him calling for him, trying to stop him, but he never did and they left the hall.

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summary: Going to the theatre to watch your favourite movie with your besties, you meet someone unexpected, and that someone being a hot bitchless guy? It doesn't concern you until that very guy comes to you and begs you to pretend to be his girlfriend.

pairing: bitchless!hot guy!sunghoon! x clueless!fem!reader!

genre: social media au, college au, strangers to lovers, fluff, angst, crack, humor

a/n: written part is finally heree!! And I'm really really sorry for taking so long, I had exams and didn't get time to post :( hope you like it <3

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joojconverts · 1 year

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Hello everyone! Sorry that there was no post wednesday, or yesterday... nor today (kinda). I’m busy IRL because of the final assignments and exams of the year and I don’t have much time to open the game, take screenshots, edit, etc. But I am, however, converting a lot of stuff! Here’s an insight:

I am proud to announce that my happylifesims’ project is officially done! I’ve converted 40 items in a span of 3 weeks, which means (almost) every single (historical) item that hasn’t been converted before by me or by other creators is now on my conversions folder waiting to be released... yes I am crazy lmao. I’ll be posting it all slowly, I don’t want to rush it or make a crazy big compilation of some sort, so that’s how it’ll go! There’s a particular set that I did not convert, the assassination mitsuko fashion set, because that coat mesh is really hard and I couldn’t make it work :(

oh, and yes that means I converted Rose’s Jump Dress lol

On that note, I’ve started my new project! because I was in the mood for re-making stuff, and wanting to convert from creators whose CC I still have not converted (though I have a LOT of their cc released), I wanted to take it back for one of my absolute fav creators: Vintage Simstress! @vintagesimstress

At this moment I only converted two items: The 1894 dress (a re-conversion) and the 1897 toddler dress! Don’t worry tho, I’ll convert it all, as I did with happylifesims! It’s victorian-era season once again lol!

This 1894 re-conversion I talk about is so so important to me because my original conversion is DISGUSTINGGGG. Like I seriously cannot understand how I was able to release this, I probably thought to myself “I slayed today” before posting it or something, but nooo, it’s just really bad. So I decided to make it again and I really like the results! The improvements are in the textures (what the hell are those original ones omg), bone assignment (???), morphs, now there’s no clipping with the body, etc! Here’s a sneak peek!

I still need to figure out the lighting on this screenshot room I made because sometimes it doesn’t display the colors correctly on the dresses (on this case in some of the bows), but this is basically it!

I’ll be working on this project from now, so I’ll probably be quiet, as I’ve been usually lol, but I’m active, so yeah!

See you on the next post (tomorrow or sunday)!

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dean-winchester-is-a-warrior · 2 years

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Best. Gift. Ever.

Summary: Dean comes by to celebrate Mother's Day.

Warnings/Explicit 18+: Nothing really. Just kissing. Pretty much all fluff with just a smidge of angst.

Pairings: Dean Winchester x Y/N

Word Count: 1,919

A/N: So, I wrote this mostly as a mother's day gift to myself, but I'd very much like to share it with all the mamas out there, whether single, married or otherwise. I hope you get the gift you want most, and if you don't, here's a little fantasy to cheer you up, I hope. 💓 Wrote this kinda quick, without much editing, so sorry for the inevitable mistakes! 😘

The beautiful divider at the bottom was created by @talesmaniac89

I shut the door to my daughter's room and wandered down the hallway towards the bathroom, happy that she seemed to be dreaming peacefully. As I padded along, bare feet quiet against the carpet, I felt all my weariness hit me.

It wasn't really the kind of tired that came from putting in a hard day's work, or from cramming for an exam; it was a weariness inside my soul.

Being a mom always felt like the best part of my life, and I know how lucky I am to have the kid I have - she's incredible. And usually, I was fine with being a single mom, no partner, no co-parent, just me. I was more than okay with that, I did my job and loved my baby and just kept on keeping on.

But then there were some days, like today...it's Mother's Day. And all day, I watched videos that were posted, and read status updates about my friends' husbands, boyfriends, girlfriends, making them breakfast in bed, or taking the kids to the park, so Mama could spoil herself with some me time. Gifts of flowers and chocolates and coffee mugs that said, World's Best Mom.

But not me.

I tried to shrug it off as I stepped into the shower. It was a stupid thing to be sad over. But as I thought more about it, as I turned off the shower and got into my pajamas, combing out my wet hair, I realized that of course, it wasn't really about gifts, or pampering.

I was just lonely. It was hard to do the parenting thing solo, but this part of the day was honestly harder. When my kiddo was sleeping, and all I wanted was someone to share the quiet hours with.

As I thought about who I wanted to share that time with, only one face came to mind - a beautiful face with pine green eyes and a dazzling smile.

Suddenly there was a knock on my back door and I felt a little thrill of fear run through me. Who on earth would be knocking on my door this close to midnight? I hated to admit it, but things like this were another reason it would be nice to have someone strong and protective beside me.

As I thought about who I wanted that protector to be, only one face came to mind - a beautiful face with pine green eyes and a dazzling smile.

But I shook my head, pushing the face of my best friend out of my mind; he was not interested in me that way. For god's sake, I had to get over it.

As I contemplated what to do about my late night visitor, my phone buzzed with a text message.

Dean: Shit! Sorry, sweetheart. I should have texted you before I knocked. Hope I didn't scare you too bad, or wake you up.

I smiled and shook my head. Typical. Being a monster slaying badass tended to leave Dean with a pretty odd schedule, so he'd often show up on my doorstep at weird times.

Chuckling and trying not to think about just how much my heart leapt at the chance to see him, I dashed down the hallway to let him in my back door.

As I opened the door, I held my breath, trying not to let Dean's beauty suck the air out of me as it often does. But despite trying to be prepared, when I saw him, I felt the air whoosh out of my lungs in one long, aching exhale.

I mean Jesus. Why did he always have to be this ridiculously hot?

Dean and I had been best friends for more than ten years now, since the time he had saved me from the rugaru that was stalking me. When I was in hysterics after seeing the monster's twisted, wormy face, Dean sat with me, letting me weep uncontrollably into his shoulder, his big hands rubbing gently up and down my arm, soothing me.

When I'd finally been able to speak again, Dean had explained what the monster was, the reality of the world he lived in, the world that was apparently all around us.

It was a hard pill to swallow, but Dean had made me feel safe and protected. And he'd been doing the same for more than a decade now and somewhere during that time, I'd fallen madly in love with him.

I mean, it wasn't as if that was a hard thing to do. The guy was a bone fide hero, even if he scoffed at me when I told him that. And he was the most gorgeous man I'd ever seen in my life. Like, it wasn't normal how sexy and beautiful this man was, and it wasn't fair.

Because he definitely didn't see me the same way.

But as he stood in the doorway now, I simply ignored the pang that came from that knowledge and wrapped my arms around his waist. His strong arms came around my shoulders and he rested his chin on the top of my head. I was enveloped by him and I let the feeling seep into my bones and start to fill in the lonely gaps.

I pulled away, but kept my arm around his waist as we walked into my kitchen.

"What are you doing here?"

Dean kissed the top of my head. "I tried to get here so much sooner, but Sam and I ran into some vamps. Then I had to go back to the motel and clean up so you didn't have to smell vamp juice all over me."

I laughed. "Well, you smell amazing, so..." I blushed a little, as I always did when I came anywhere near letting him know how incredibly attracted I was to him.

I shrugged and pulled away, grabbing the coffee pot and heading to the sink. As I filled it up with water, I forced another chuckle. "At least, you don't smell like blood and guts."

I went back to the coffee maker and busied myself with the machine so I wouldn't have to look at him standing there all tall and solid and sexy af in the middle of my kitchen. My want and desire for him seemed to be a bit out of control at the moment. It had to be because of the weird mood I was in.

I shook my head and turned back around, leaning against the counter. I frowned slightly when I saw that he had a strange kind of expression on his face, one that I couldn't quite interpret. Was he...nervous?

"So, why are you here." I asked, my voice a little breathy.

He smiled wide and moved a step or two closer to me. "I came to wish you a Happy Mother's Day, of course." He looked over at the clock on the wall. "And I made it just under the wire."

I smiled and tried to ignore the wave of butterflies that were swirling around in my stomach as he got closer.

"Yep, you're just in time." I laughed nervously and pressed my hips tighter against the counter. "You didn't need to come all this way just to tell me that, though. You could have just texted."

He shook his head and there was something about the intensity in his eyes as he crowded into my personal space that made my breathing grow ragged and my palms start sweating.

Fuck, he'd never looked at me like that before. What was he doing?

His voice was low and quiet as he stopped barely an inch away from me. "No, I couldn't just text, cause then I couldn't give you your gift."

"What gift?" I asked, swallowing convulsively as he brought his hand up to cup my cheek.

"This one." He whispered against my lips just before pressing his own softly to mine.

The kiss was whisper soft to start with, and I let out a whimper of surprise, but didn't pull back, afraid to move and wake myself up. When I stayed where I was, Dean pressed his lips tighter to mine. I sighed into the kiss and wrapped my arms around his neck. Dean accepted my surrender with a moan of his own and slanted his mouth over mine, pulling my top lip between his, sucking on it, and causing my stomach muscles to tighten and electricity to shoot throughout my body.

As he pulled back from the kiss, I kept my eyes closed to try and slow the spinning of the room. But then he ran his thumb across my bottom lip and my eyes popped open.

His mossy green eyes were full of longing and heat, as he stared into me, but they also held what looked like fear. I didn't think I'd ever seen Dean afraid of anything, and it made me shake my head in wonder.

At my continued silence, he took in a deep breath. "Jesus, sweetheart, please tell me what you're thinking."

Slowly it was sinking into my consciousness that he wanted me, that this was real, that he wanted me to touch him, that he wanted to kiss me again.

And as this new reality sunk in, I smiled brightly, letting all the love in my heart shine through, and gave him my honest answer.

"Best. Gift. Ever."

All the nervousness evaporated from Dean's face and the cocky smirk that I loved so much was back in full force as he settled his hands on my hips and pulled me up against him.

"Well, you know," he said, his deep, gravelly voice causing goosebumps to erupt across my skin, "it was really just a part of a set of kisses."

"Really?" I giggled, my fingers running through the short hair just above the back of his neck.

"Uh huh." Dean said. "There's also this one." He whispered into my ear before dipping down a little further and pressing his lips just behind my earlobe.

"And this one..." He kissed the corner of my jaw. "...and then these ones are really nice, I think."

He trailed his lips down my neck, sometimes moving like silk across my skin, sometimes stopping in one spot to suck a bruise there.

He straightened up and stared deeply into my eyes, making me hold my breath as his gaze smoldered hot enough to turn me to ash.

"But this one is my favorite."

He dipped his head and claimed my lips again, but this was no soft, gentle brush against my lips. He clasped my cheeks in both hands and tilted my head so he could plunge his tongue deep into my mouth.

I shuddered against him and couldn't suppress the harsh moan that slithered into his open, conquering mouth. His tongue was silky and hot as it slid along my own. He closed his full lips around my tongue and sucked on it gently, pulling another harsh groan from deep inside me.

Again and again, he licked up into me, so that there wasn't an inch of my mouth that he hadn't explored and branded as his.

He finally pulled back enough to let me breathe, and I panted against his lips, ragged and needy.

He grinned at my inability to catch my breath, but I was happy to note that his breathing was just as uneven as he brought his lips up to place a kiss against my forehead.

"Happy Mother's Day, beautiful girl."

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gotta-hug-em-all · 2 months

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The end? or the beginning?

Hiya cuties! I’m uh… not used to writing in this sorta way, I usually post on other websites, but this one is kinda too long to put anywhere else. So you’re stuck with me blogging it instead! Hope that’s ok with all the fine residents of Rotomblr! Just some background, I can’t keep Pokemon because I didn’t pass the really easy yearly “are you smart enough to raise Pokemon '' competency exam. Like ya know, the one that like 99.9% of people pass? So I’ve been going around collecting hugs instead of Pokemon. Gym leaders each give me a challenge to do so I can hug their Pokemon, and today I did the final gym, Drayden’s. His was pretty simple: slay three dragons. More specifically, beat his three dragon type Pokemon in battle. So that’s what I was doing! I’m gonna be like really dramatic about it cuz that’s fun, but I promise I’m not making anything up. This is Jace Embrace letting you in to see his (very large sized) heart. Aaaanyways, without further ado, here’s the story of how I beat Drayden!

So it all started with a waiver. Standard stuff really, most of the time the stuff I do for fun is really dangerous, so you gotta sign away your right to like do stuff if you get hurt and stuff, but this one was like… way different. The agreement that the other person is trying to hurt you kinda makes it go to a whole nother level. I’d prefer if I didn’t die, after all, but also if I go out fighting a dragon type in my knight outfit, I guess that’d be a pretty fun way to go. This waiver was like at least 30 pages longer than all the other ones I’ve signed before. It’s that kinda anxiety I live for, the kind that makes me scared, the kind that makes me want to run away. Not running away is the best part. Standing my ground and telling myself I can do something even if my subconscious tells me I shouldn’t. Being the master of my own subconscious makes it all worth it. The only thing that brought me conscious resistance was the understanding that my friends, boyfriend, and Frank (A love variant Solosis I created on accident/on purpose) would miss me if I were gone. But I think just like people who go climbing and caving, they accepted that my hobby was dangerous, and supported me despite that baggage. Honestly… I can’t thank them enough for that. It’s been nice to have that off my shoulders, even if there was a time where it dragged me down so much I almost turned into someone I hated. But all that’s behind me by a lot now, I’m a new man (new femboy? Is that a saying people use?) now, and I couldn’t love myself more. Rough around the edges a bit, but hopefully that changes. I’m pretty damn hopeful it will, especially after the events of this story. Oh shit I got off track again, so I signed that waiver. It's so ironic that I feel the most alive when I put my life on the line, but I’ve found happiness in it.

The countdown rushed by, Drayden sent out his Fraxure first, I guess he was doing this gym leader style. I felt pretty confident about this, which for reasons I’ll get into later, was stupid. But that’s ok, stupid isn’t a dealbreaker, just an issue to work around. So I charged into combat, and of course this did not go super well. I am a human. Humans don’t have super special magic powers, they have super normal mundane powers, like calculus. I don’t know calculus and even if I did I don’t think it’d help me fight a dragon type. Anyways, I started getting my ass absolutely kicked, like so hard, like it hurt a lot. I tried to like… unlock my inner anime self, but obviously that doesn’t exist in real life so I kinda just looked like a dude shouting at a Fraxure while getting his ass beat first. Drayden wasn’t even giving commands, just sorta letting it fight like a Pokemon in the wild. I ended up getting knocked to the ground several times.

Drayden honestly trains his Pokemon well, the rule was that I wasn’t allowed to faint, otherwise I’d lose the battle. Kinda like a normal Pokemon battle. He definitely trained it well cause I didn’t die, and it was definitely being soft. I think the goal was to get me to quit. After a few minutes of getting roughed up, I stumbled back, clutching my sword arm, which had been heavily wounded in the process. My sword was all the way across the room, and between it and me was the Fraxure. For the first time in the whole fight, Drayden barked out a command.

“Finish him. Dragon Tail.” There was nothing I could do. Simply put. It was faster than me, stronger than me, it had more stamina than me, even my tiny-ass brain could put that together. I was fucked. I didn’t run though. I never run. I stood my ground, holding up both arms, gritting my teeth as the movement brought stabs of pain to me. What was coming for me would hurt, I knew that, so I braced for that pain. As the Fraxure charged me at full speed, I heard a voice, but not with my ears, with my brain. It spoke loudly, with a deep and monotone voice, almost like a robot. “{Anomaly. On. Your. Six.}”

Before I could even look behind me, there was a burst of force I felt on my back. Not enough to move me, but enough to feel it. The Fraxure in front of me seemed to hit an invisible wall inches before its attack made contact, dropping to the ground, fainted. I gasped, shocked that I was still conscious. As I looked behind myself, Drayden returned his Fraxure to his pokeball. Behind me was a rather large Sigilyph, its patterns looked strange, its markings having much more complexity than what I was used to seeing on my adventures. Yet… it looked familiar to me. “{Anomaly I am… rather I was… the Keeper. I sense you do not recognize me. It has been 8 months since I last met with you face to face. I now wish to fight alongside you. I await a new purpose. To fight alongside you like the knights and Sigilyph of old. Let me aid you in combat. Now, and until we part.}” Not gonna lie. I kinda cried a lot. But I had to keep fighting. I ran up and hugged it, gasping in pain of course, my right arm was still injured. After a short hug, I stepped back. Suddenly, the Sigilyph’s eye began to glow a soft purple as I felt the pain in my arm fade away. It was definitely still wounded, I still couldn’t move it right, but at least it didn’t hurt. I looked behind me, back at Drayden. He gave me a smile under his white beard. What a GILF. I still don’t know if he knew this would happen, oh well.

Drayden threw out his second pokeball, letting out a hearty chuckle as a Druddigon appeared. I figured I should give a name to my first ever pokemon “I guess this is where the real battle starts. I’m gonna start calling you Squire, is that ok?” the Sigilyph responded “{Your wish is my command. You are right handed. For now, you will be left handed. Fight with your left arm as your right is wounded.}” Its eye began to glow again, and I could feel a weird sensation in my hands and head. Squire didn’t explain until later that handedness is determined by both genetics and the way the brain develops. He couldn’t change the way my body was genetically routed, but he could subtly rewrite my mind to make me temporarily ambidextrous, turning all my (admittedly low) sword muscle memory into muscle memory for a mirrored stance. I don’t quite understand it all, but I understand it enough to know it works. This weird feeling didn’t last long, and I was quickly snapped out of it by Drayden giving a command to his Druddigon.

“Druddigon, Revenge.” He ordered the pokemon, which caused it to charge me with brutal intent. From Squire, I once again heard his voice in my head “{Anomaly, I am casting the protective seal of reflection and the protective screen of light.}” Its patterns began to glow and shake, and two different translucent layers of energy surrounded me, as if to serve as a miniature forcefield clinging to my skin. I took up a defensive stance, knowing I still couldn’t dodge this attack either. It hit me with an all things considered quite forceful shoulder check, and I was sent flying across the battle arena. We weren’t using the two dragons for obvious reasons, so instead we were using a flat arena so I didn’t accidentally fall to my death. As I flew, I realized something. I wasn’t actually hurt all too bad. None of me felt broken, just a few cuts here and there. Time seemed to slow down as my mind was driven into overdrive. I heard Squire’s voice in my head once more. “{I have taken the liberty of temporarily increasing the speed at which your brain functions. I will also cast the seal of the tailwind to allow you to move faster so your body moves at the speed your mind thinks. This is how the knights of Relic Castle once fought. Fight with bravery and purity of heart. I will serve as your spotter.}”

My movement sped up once more as it beat its wings, causing a magical wind to press my body to move faster, catching up with my sped up mind. I was able to grab ahold of one of the rafters of the arena, slowing the impact and hanging from above. “Follow him, Night Slash” Drayden shouted at his Druddigon, which flapped its wings and began pursuit. It would normally be way faster than me, but with Squires assistance, I now fought with it on an even playing field. I still needed my sword, and I knew just how I’d get to it.

As the Druddigon flew into the air, I swung myself down from the rafters, landing feet first on its head, moving far faster than it expected. Its guard wasn’t up yet, so I was able to kick it in the snout with both my metal armored boots. Using its face as a springboard, I jumped off of it in the direction of my sword, the Tailwind carrying me until I was very close. I ran up and as I leaned down to snatch the sword, I felt a subtle suggestion in the back of my mind telling me to do a flip. So I did a flip, grabbing the sword in my left hand as I did. I’m glad I heeded the advice of the suggestion, since doing the flip allowed me to see what was behind me: a full speed charging Druddigon with a claw wrapped in darkness aimed directly at me.

In midair I raised my sword to parry the claw, in a movement the felt familiar but I knew I had never used. It was around this point I realized Squire wasn’t just watching me, he was helping me, teaching me moves on the spot I had never learned, giving me muscle memory that I’d never had before. The human body was versatile, I had never really thought about it much, but with Squire’s help covering for my statistical weaknesses I was able to employ these techniques, techniques used by knights of old, stored in the Sigilyph’s memory to help people like me fight. No wonder he followed me for so long. I had accidentally unearthed an ancient tradition that he was purpose-built to serve. His mental assistance was clearing up the brain fog that my ADHD caused, making it easier to enter the flow state. I could think clearer, coming to these realizations in the split seconds before the Druddigon struck at me. My sword parried the blow effortlessly, transferring the energy of the slash into the ground instead of my face, causing the Druddigon to let out a roar as it smashed its claw on the metal ground, making sparks fly.

“Dragon Tail.” Drayden barked orders at the Druddigon as I looked down at my sword. I was expecting the sword to be heavily damaged, but whatever protective barrier that Squire applied to me also had enveloped the sword, also strengthening its durability. Before the Druddigon could begin his attack, I began mine. I charged it with the tip of my sword pointed at it, unleashing a flurry of whirling slashes and stabs. From here on, I fell into a rhythm, my body almost moving on its own as I fought with my mind in tandem with Squire, using both its view and my view, a third person view and a first person view, an experienced mind and a brave mind. The Druddigon had thick hide that allowed it to shrug off most attacks, but by aiming for weak points and getting it to slam into walls, I eventually brought it down.

Drayden sent out his final Pokemon, his Haxorous. This was his ace, I did do a little bit of research before the fight (watching one mewtube video that I fell asleep right before the midway point of), but Squire was bringing the knowledge of that video that I had passively absorbed to the forefront of my mind. I knew he would try to have it set up with Dragon Dance, then strike at me with Dragon Tail until it won. I could win if I didn’t allow it space to set up, so that’s exactly what I did.

The rest of the fight was a blur as I sunk into tactics, once again entering a trancelike state as I was assisted by Squire. Before I fully realized what was going on, I brought the Haxorus to the ground, finishing the fight by smashing the pommel of my sword into its head hard enough to knock it out. By now my sword, despite its increased durability, was heavily damaged, so I quickly sheathed it and bowed to Drayden in true fashionable Jace style. “Good fight! I had a lot of fu- oop…” I said as I suddenly felt all the strength drain from my body, causing me to fall to the ground. “{As a downside to increasing your speed and mental capacity… battles such as these will be very physically taxing on your mind and body. A good night’s rest will do you good, but for now just sit and take a breather.}”

I laid there for a few minutes as Drayden approached me, withdrawing his Haxorus. Once I felt I was physically able, I sat up and reached a hand towards Drayden, which he knelt down to shake before picking me up like a baby and taking me to a bench for me to sit down on. “You fought well.” His normally ever-present glare had softened a bit, making him seem almost like a grandfather. “I will allow you to hug my Pokemon now, and I will grant you this badge. It’s not the normal badge we give, you will have to return and fight me in a Pokemon vs. Pokemon battle for that, but it is a badge. The Opelucid badge of honor. I don’t normally give these out to just any person who enters my gym, but you have shown outstanding courage, determination, and most importantly of all, kindness. You’ve made friends along the way in your journey and fostered relationships that will last you a lifetime should you cultivate them with great care. Your optimistic personality is admirable as well, for you shine as a light in other people’s darkness, although you might want to make sure that your light is not blinding, even legends have flaws and I urge you to keep that in mind as you continue your journey across Unova. Lastly… I’ll get to my point in all this. You have two Pokemon that would call you their master if you had the means to have them join your party. One of them is here, the other you have sent off to stay with someone else. Both of these could only exist in the way they do because of your love. I believe if you were allowed to raise them, you would do so far better than most trainers. I cannot change the current establishment to allow for people like you to prove yourselves, but I do intend to fund a project for people like you who struggled in school to get the help they need. Your story has taught me something valuable: sometimes all someone needs to be great is a little help here and there. I’m going to appeal to the league and ask that they give you a two month temporary license. I trust during this time you will study hard for your next exam. I believe in your ability to succeed this time. Keep your head held high Jace, I hope that one day you surpass me in strength.”

The rest of the day was a blur. There’s plans for me to get a whole ceremony celebrating my accomplishments and stuff. I won’t complain but I think it’s a bit much for little ol me… I plan to study hard like Drayden said. Squire has already agreed to help me, and I have convinced him to start calling me “Jace” or “Knight” instead of “Anomaly” so that’s cool. I look forward to my future. I might’ve failed my trainers license exam 9 times in a row, but I wasn’t built different back then. When I was on the journey back to the hotel room I was staying in with my boyfriend, we were talking about the trainer license exam. The conversation went a little something like this:

“Do you think you can learn enough to pass in two months? It’s been a while since you’ve been to school.”

“If I were to take the whole exam in one sitting… it might be a little tough.”

“Would you fail?”

“Nah, I’d pass.”

#unreality #pokemon #pokeblog rp #pokemon irl #pkmn irl

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alright gather round moots, followers, and generally curious weirdos (affectionate) !! the long awaited princess lore 101 post is here !! <3

general fun facts

- I do everything in slutty gogo heels, including climbing the Eiffel Tower, doing prides, running, and presenting research papers <3

- the slutty gogos and a mini skirt (plus the word slay) have become my signature thing, and to this day people around me call those boots by my irl name

- I made countless people question their sexuality, even getting nominated as “couple of the year” with 2 of them (one of which i technically made cheat on her bf but like we were drunk and high as shit and I kinda forgot he was a thing (until I saw him in my dorm not 2 days later))

- I have very intense hyperfixiations that lead to very intense phases :3 my family still shudders in horror just hearing the name Percy Jackson :,)

- got my first head injury and first stitches at 3yo :)) they had to untangle so much blood from my curls it took like an hour and a half until they could actually stitch me lol

- all throughout hs people were convinced I was fucking one of my best friends which was funny as balls when u remember I’m a lesbian and he is gayer than a pile of bricks :) we did like to add fuel to the fire tho, posting each other in dresses and stuff like that (he was even my date to 12th grade formal and he wore my wedding dress from the year prior) so maybe it’s partially our fault too :3

the time I burned off my arms and got sick ass scars

so imagine me, little mx. violent fag, finishing my first matriculation exam in hebrew lang. me and my friends play a couple violent rounds of jungle speed before me and bestie have to run off to help the club. the activity is making small benches out of old tires and concrete, easy right ?? well, the supervising councillor tells us to just mix the cement by hand bc he forgot to get us gloves, so not really. it’s really fucking fun, we’re having a great time mixing and listening to music and chatting, but my arms start to fucking burn like crazy after a while. I ask the club president next to me and she says she feels that too, and it’s probs nothing, so we carry on.

at about the half hour mark, it gets a bit too much to me so I go and make a little round to my dorm, just to wash my hands a bit bc they’re feeling just a TAD too warm for summer. while I wash my hands, I realise that not only was it not nothing, it was chemical burns. from a bit above my elbow all the way down to my fingers, my hands were red and stinging and (gore warning !!) I could see my flesh thru the holes.

so I go down to councillors room and tell them I think I might be having an allergic reaction (it looked like hives for most of my hands) bc like omg I can’t tell them my arms are burning. anywho, me and the shinshinit tom get a ride to the clinic, where they drown my arms in rubbing alcohol and bandage me and send me on my merry way. I did have to actually go to hospital later bc of my arms, but didn’t stay long and my arms fully recovered just in time for my arabic final.

I still have pretty cool scars where the holes were, and I can write semi-ok (albeit with a slight tremor) :) another boy from my megama (major) got injured around that time (broke his leg) so it seemed like we were cursed for a slight bit there lol :3

the time I lost my appendix in a hockey match

this one is from Hanukkah of 6th grade. I played roller hockey for 3 years at that point, as wild dykey offence, and we were going to a tournament up north. the day before that, I have my last appendix checkup and get told I’m alright and can totes go on the tournament - but that night, I start having cramps. thinking nothing of it, I tell myself it’s stress and go to sleep.

once we arrive to the tournament, I start feeling it again, but stronger. I shake it off and go on to play, but it gets worse the longer I play, and I find myself on the floor after a stray disk hits my stomach. I get up and ask to take a break, and ask the mum that came with us to call my mum bc I think my appendix is acting up again. she laughs and shakes her head, telling me I’m making a fuss over nothing and that I’ve probably gotten my period - which I absolutely didn’t.

I keep telling her it’s urgent, that it happened before and this time I could find myself either on an operating table or in a morgue (yes I was an over dramatic little shit but it was actually true), so could she PLEASE just tell my mum to come pick me up ?? I get another annoyed no, one after the other. I try to go up on the rink again, but have to take a time out again after a couple minutes bc I feel like my insides are on fire. after a while, she gets my coach to give me the most patronising period talk ever, where he talks to me like a toddler and ignores that I’m in borderline debilitating pain. the thing is, I don’t show pain well, and most people can’t tell I’m in pain unless I’m like dying or crying (which doesn’t happen often), so they keep brushing me off.

I get tired of the gaslighting and call my mum up myself. she comes rushing in, curses at the “responsible” adults, and takes me to hospital no questions asked, and I find myself appendix-less not 3hr after I was told off by the angry mum and my coach. it almost burst, and I had to do emergency surgery and stay in hospital for 3 weeks. oh well at least I got an ipad and a cool scar out of it lol :3

#princess rard lore #this is the big one folks #jk there is so much more #wall of text #moots #i love my moots #slight tw #I do talk about burns #nothing too serious #personal #i am gnawing at the bars of my enclosure #mcr rox

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em-writes-stuff-sometimes · 1 year

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Super late ik but thank you so much for chapter 10! All the research you did really paid off because the childbirth/s? were suitably realistic looking and anxiety inducing lol. I loved how supportive Daemon is the whole time and his protectiveness. No sharp knives are getting near Babey nu-uh. Ulla slayed as usual, Ulla for president tbh. I think her choosing to allow the maester in the room despite not really liking their ways because she knows he can help take care of one kid while she helps Babey out is so true to her character. While she insults him, ultimately she’s wise, good at what she does and always has Babey’s best interest at heart.

Please please tell me that you’ll do a one shot of Aelys being a menace to Daemon and to society in general. I love her already 🥺 I bet she’d be the type of kid who wants to be carried on her dad’s shoulders everywhere, but not cause she likes Daemon but because she likes to yank his hair like he’s a horse 😭 I can’t wait to see Darwin being a big brother to the twins it’s going to be so cutee.

I feel like meat, jam, and cream might actually be forced to work well in a dish? If the jam is really citrusy it can cut through the cream in a nice way

I had like zero time to leave a long comment when the chapter first came out but I did leave a short one on the post itself. And you’ll never know which one 😈 finals season is upon me again but my professors love to assign final work before the actual finals week. I love that 😑

ILY, you’re really one of my fave fanfic authors! 💖💖💖🫶🏻🫶🏻

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Hey, 💎! I’m sorry for the late reply to THIS, haha - I hope you don’t mind!

I’m so happy you enjoyed Chapter 10! Writing the birth scene was terrifying but also really rewarding. I think it came together quite well in the end! I had to make sure that there was enough tension to carry it through without needing to put poor Baby through a difficult birth - gotta give her an okay ride for her first BABIESSSS (especially if we wanna keep that breeding kink alive, lol). Daemon is grumpy helicopter Daddy-Dom in this chapter, teehee, and I’m so glad you liked him! Ulla is definitely the bee’s knees, I always love writing her haha! I wanted Gerardys in the room to make those breech birth/c-section parallels re: Aemma, so I figured that Ulla could very well elect for two physicians - I mean, Aemma had a team of maesters and midwives, but she was Queen while Babey is only second-born Princess.

I definitely have some Aelys shenanigans up my sleeve, haha! She’s gonna fuck Daemon right off, lol, though he’s gonna be a proud daddy to his feral chaos baby. I love that descriptor; she’d totally demand shoulder-rides and get her sticky little gross fingers in Daemon’s lovely, lovely hair, lol. It might be possible to make Babey’s cravings appealing, but not plain jam and cream and meat, haha! Super duper gross. I could see there being a recipe incorporating these things, though! Not volunteering to try it haha.

I’m going to wonder which comment might’ve been yours now! I’m rooting for you during your finals! Your professor can get bent, OMG. Why bother assigning work right before your exams? Like, you’re just about to do a shitload anyway. I’m sure you’ll do great, though!

Love you, 💎! I’m so happy you found Chapter 10 worth the read!

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