#weekly update

[speakergame]

Progress Update - 7/12/23

hello and happy Wednesday! 💙

things continue to happen So Much, but lucky for me one of those things is progress! A change in outlook on everything has done wonders for me when it comes to my creativity and also my productivity. instead of "soon things will slow down and get back to normal", I've finally accepted the fact that 2023 is the year of Things Happening All The Time Constantly, and that I can't keep waiting for normal.

the horrors persist, but so do I, and I'm not gonna let them slow me down anymore

that particular epiphany has done a lot for me. I think we're finally approaching the last leg of this endless code race! I miss writing so much, and I am really looking forward to getting back to that soon 💙

on a not quite Speaker-related note, my daughter (who is 7 1/2 and also reading this over my shoulder) has decided that I am going to write a story called "The Legend of the Wolf Men" and has also insisted I tell you all about it. it's a high fantasy story in which the player is a werewolf knight and fights zombies. there's a princess involved who is also a werewolf. that's all I know so far, but she wanted y'all to know about it 😂

werewolf princesses will have to wait until I finish this damn update though lmao

I think that's all I've got for this time! I hope you all are staying cool in this terrible heat (or staying warm, for my southern hemisphere friends), and I'll see you all next time 💙💙💙

#speaker game #weekly update #yes she said I HAD to tell you about the wolf men RIGHT NOW #she's naming all the characters and is giving me the plot and everything #all I have to do is the writing lol

[gaygodlou]

Canny With The Flow

By: thinlines @thinlinez

Rating: Explicit

Pairing: Harry Styles/ Louis Tomlinson

Status: Completed 9k

Dedicated to Tricia and Riri

“Why don’t you ask for his number? Stop wasting our time. I could be home by now.” Niall complained.

“I can’t!” Harry screeched. He knew he was being dramatic, but he couldn’t handle a straight up rejection. He certainly didn’t want to scare the alpha and ruin his chances. “It needs to be natural. Our meeting… He has to fall in love with me naturally.”

“You are so weird.” Liam was shaking his head.

“What do you mean naturally? Asking for his number isn’t natural enough? Jeez!” Niall's grumble was already lost in Harry's ears.

OR Omega Harry brews a plan to bag his crush and executes it. Period.

This fic is a gift and also a part of an ongoing collection

#larry fic rec #hlficlibrary #ficsfor4am #thelarriefics #hlcreators #louis tomlinson #harry styles #larry #fic post tl #weekly update #chaptered fic #abo fic

[barbwritesstuff]

I'm sorry I didn't update last week. I'm on a new laptop (my old one was really struggling to keep up with everything I needed her to do, so now she's retired and only has to play music occasionally). Setting up and figuring out the new laptop took a wee bit of time, especially just organising all my game files, but everything is fully operational now.

I really hope you like this update. The focus this week was on finishing Nathan and Erin's scenes in Chapter Seven. I also fixed up a bunch of bugs and did some editing. I hope you like it. 💙

#thicker than if #weekly update #kofi

[questwithambition]

Weekly update - 16/10/22

All job applications have been submitted and things are not quite as busy and overwhelming, although still lots to do. But busy in a good way, getting lots of uni work done, many many dance classes, brunch with my sister, and appreciating autumn on my morning walk to campus. I also had time to bake today - made the most delicious brownies 😁 (I also created a new Instagram account and may end up posting stuff like this over there - but will wait and see if it sticks…)

#questwithambition #weekly update #studyblr #studyspo #student #university #autumn #cosy #study aesthetic #coffee #food #brunch #study motivation #study inspiration #productivity #engineering #stem

[infamous-if]

weekly? update (05 - 04 - 23)

I don't know how consistent I'll be with these but I personally like reading updates so maybe everyone else does too?

I haven't done anything different than what I've been doing:

patreon pov chapters: Orion's is done! It finished at 5.6k words but I think with a bit of editing, that'll be more. Discovering Visual Studio Code has made me much more efficient. I'm a messy writer and not organized at all so I tend to be a messy coder, so seeing my work on a timeline live is really helpful. Right now I'm working on Seven's balcony scene and that's already at 2k words and the first choice hasn't even come up yet 😅. Seven's is expectantly going to be quite bulky. Seven's inner-monologue tends to be a lot more emotion driven compared to Orion's and Sev dwells on many little moments often. One look from MC can have me writing a whole paragraph of how Seven feels about that lol. Writing the characters come very naturally now. Writing such a long, aimless paragraph about something like that for Orion feels wrong, but feels very appropriate for Seven.

Right now I have: Orion's office scene, Seven's balcony/hearth scene, and am still torn between Seb's diner or bar scene. Doing both is still in the cards, let's see how I feel! I'm sticking to the prologue for now, and then do rollouts for every chapter like that. I found these POVs really fun and low-stress since the scenes are pretty much laid out for me already. Anyway, for patreon, I think I'm going to start small and just do one tier and call it a day/throw all my extra content in that tier. No fuss for right now. I've gotten quite a bit of DMs asking for more information on bonus content! We'll see, we'll see.

the drabbles: are still happening, though I did hit a pause because Orion's drabble was so long. I started working on Maya's as a palette cleanser so that's fun.

chapter two: is going well! I wrote a late-night bus scene I wanted to write for a while, and it came out really well! This is when I can really just start putting MC in situations that lead to the routes and stuff so it's exciting. Also the competition begins sjssdubssd I have everything laid out in my head. G and Vic get more shine in chapter 2. Which is exciting! Writing the whole long scene with them and MC that I have in my head...I am Very Excited. Of course, it's a bit...

Anyway, that's all! It does look like I write a lot, but I get my energy to write through...writing. Basically, if I feel drained about one thing I work on something else and that helps me feel rejuvenated to get back to the other thing. It helps me keep my mind refreshed!

Hope you're having a good day! and keep...rocking? (that was so bad)(what is a story appropriate send off?)

Don't do anything Orion wouldn't do!

#update #weekly update #infamous update #Amy Has The Mic #i want to be on Brand a bit

[sharb]

Bun N Gun update 175

Been really busy the past 2 weeks.

To start off with the render, SAGE is coming up and I wanted to have something new for the booth, the game's art style has evolved since the original artwork was drawn, and after thinking of it for a while I decided to go for a 90s style pre-render since that matches the 3D style of the time I'm aiming for.

Following this and some feedback, the hud has been updated to use bigger pre-rendered elements and a more poppy font for the chips and timer.

For a while the idea was to have a tutorial be part of the first level but considering bun n' gun's going to use a 1 level demo, I decided it'd be better to have a separate smaller stage to get the player used to the mechanics before throwing them into a level.

Read more here

https://www.patreon.com/posts/bun-n-gun-update-86675962

Try the demo out here!

For discussions about the game feel free to join our Discord

#bun #bun n' gun #indie game #game development #godot #weekly update #low poly #patreon

[yuesya]

update!

New chapter for zenith of stars is up!

Chapter 54 (update #57) has been posted.

FFN | AO3 | SB

#updates #zenith of stars #weekly update #more fun with classmates #also more on cursed techniques

[sims4t2bb]

weekly update

New year, new update! With another fruitful year for 4t2 enthusiasts now gone, we hope 2024 will be even better and brings even more fun new items for our dear game (which turns 20 this September!) 💚 We wish all the best to all of our wonderful cc creators and players - as always, onwards and upwards! ✨

— Base Game

Café Immodéré and Joe Jockey conversions by @jacky93sims have been added.

— Expansion Packs

High School Years

A Facetnating Shade, Beat Seat Pro, Canopy of Light - Short, Dashing Deco Desk, Gently Used Textbooks, Hobby Holders, Lux Corner Cubby, Luxury Dining on the Go, Makin' Make-Up Magic, New Aged Cubed Wall Display, and more conversions by Ladysimplayer8 have been added.

— Stuff Packs

Romantic Garden

Artisanal Lattice, Climbing Rose Lattice, Dining Alfresco, Don't Look at Me Monkey Bars, Fountain of Gluteus Maximus, Perennials for Millennials, The Folly of Lady Chloris, The Wellspring of Felis Leo, Triumphal Arch of Gluteus Maximus, Whispering Wishing Well, and Windowed Climbing Rose Lattice conversions by Ladysimplayer8 have been added.

#weekly update

[nikethestatue]

A Match Baked In Heaven

Part II Here

Part III

Gold On the Ceiling

Two and a half hours later, and the headquarters of Marigold Agency were decked out in Halloween finery like it was Harrods or something. 

Ri-di-cu-lous.

While Azriel hauled the larger pumpkins under his arms, and then the boxes with the smaller ones, Elain threw herself with unbridled enthusiasm into arranging them: on the steps to the carriage house, and the stoop, and everywhere else.

Pinky rushed from one end of the corridor to the other, following Azriel back and forth, as many times as he had to make the trip. That dog was a machine. He didn’t get tired, or even winded, just running back and forth, his tongue lolling about. He possessed Elain’s levels of excitement over this ‘project’. He was absolutely not needed, but he felt that he was playing an integral part in the decorations, just by running around and spinning in circles with insane excitement. 

There were antique lanterns, fake spiders, skeletons, dried flowers artfully arranged between the cascading display of pumpkins and gourds. 

Once the last of the decorations were finally dragged out of the cellar, Azriel went outside and stood in front of the house. His arms folded on his chest, his brow furrowed, his expression serious, he assessed the work that they’ve done.

Elain backed away from the stairs and stood beside him, while Pinky rushed from the house needing to be the centre of attention and parked between the two of them, looking up at the house.

Elain's house as decorated by her and Azriel and Piglet

“You like it, baby boy?” Elain asked softly, and for one absurd moment, Azriel thought that she was addressing him.

“Yeah I like it,” he said, catching himself too late and remaining standing frozen in place and mortified.

She looked up at him and a small smile splayed her pink lips.

“Well, I am glad,” was her reaction, though he knew that she caught his slip. “And, thank you, Mr. Night. Really. You’ve been an immense help.”

Suddenly, he felt uncomfortable…like he stepped into a different world where he didn’t belong. While they were decorating, and he was running in and out of the house, it was…nice. Even easy between the two of them. He joked. She laughed. The dog…well, it did whatever that dog did. But now the magic was no more–back to reality.

“No problem,” he answered tersely.

He didn’t know what else to say to her now.

She reached out and took him by the elbow. 

“Come on,”

“Are we going to do the matchmaking stuff?” he asked, sounding rude even to himself. “I mean, if we aren’t then I got things to do.”

Elain nodded once, and said, “we are”. It was pretty obvious that she also felt the instant alienation between the two of them. “Please go ahead and make yourself comfortable in my office. I will be right back.”

He shrugged and didn’t argue, walking back to the carriage house. He found the loo, pissed, washed his hands, attempted to make sense of his thick black hair, and failed. His stomach rumbled, reminding him that he hadn’t eaten anything since the meat pie. He still had two left and he still considered giving Elain one, though he wasn’t sure if it was the right thing to do. He didn’t like blurring lines. It was unhealthy and did nobody any good.

He went back to the office where they’d met yesterday and sat in the same chair. His arms felt tense after dragging 100 pumpkins up and down the stairs and he stretched, trying to settle himself and wondering what the next step in this whole torturous process will be. She’d probably send him to take an STI test. Though probably not–she was too uppity and uptight for that. Was she a virgin? No, that ginger bloke probably wouldn’t have left her one. The memory of the ginger bloke made him grimace and then he wondered why the hell was he thinking about her like that? It wasn’t his business and he shouldn’t have been thinking about her in this manner. But he couldn’t help it. She was sexy in that ‘stern librarian’ kind of a way–where he suspected that behind the veneer of propriety and pearls lived a wild little vixen. She was bossy and demanding in her job, probably her life too, but he wondered whether in bed, she might like to submit, let go of control, enjoy the pleasure of acquiescence. He wondered if she’d allow him to take her body and make it his, in all the ways that he wanted, and in the way she’d love it.

He barely tore himself away from his wandering thoughts, which frankly, were making his dick more solid than was prudent and was faced with a huffing pug, who looked like he was smiling at him. 

“Are you ready for a night out on the town?” Azriel laughed, seeing as Pinky was now back to wearing a large green satin bow. 

He heard Elain inside the carriage house, the soft clicking of her heels–apparently it wasn’t only the pug who got ‘dressed’–and the clanking of glass and…he wasn’t sure how to describe it, but it was nice. It was proper somehow, for him to be here, in this warm place, after an afternoon of doing marginally physical work with Elain. Decorating the house. It was nice. 

He laced his hands behind his head and closed his eyes. 

‘Home’ was an elusive concept to Azriel Night, who bounced between group homes and foster families until he was well into his teens. Then the late adoption, but he and Cassian and their cousin Rhys were shipped off to a boarding school and that was hardly ‘homey’. At 17, he began playing football professionally and his schooling effectively ended. He rented his first flat back then, which felt very adult. But ‘home’--he wasn’t sure about that. Never did have one.

“Mr. Night, I thought I'd make lunch,” somehow, Elain slipped into the office and he didn’t hear her. He might have dozed off for a few moments. He opened his eyes and watched Ms. Archeron, the matchmaker extraordinaire, dressed in her professional uniform. Gone was the girl in faded jeans and with a messy pile of hair. This Elain’s hair was arranged over her shoulder, brushed and curled, and she was dressed in a knee-skimming cream dress and a green cardigan which matched Pinky’s bow. Yep, she was certifiably insane–she matched her pug’s bows to her dresses. Of course there was the 3-strand pearl necklace around her neck and pearl earrings in her ears.

But Azriel didn’t tease her about it. She was a peculiar girl, no doubt about that. All he said was, “you look nice, Ms. Archeron”.

She offered him a shy smile, and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. 

“Thank you, Mr. Night. I took it upon myself to reheat the meat pies,” she explained, a little scrambled and out of sorts. It was like she was shy or something. “And here is tea,” she poured him a cup. “Some salads–Cheddar and pickle, and egg salad…”

It was only then that Azriel realised why she was so fussy and not herself. Her eyes kept darting towards him–his stomach, to be precise. As he still held his arms behind his head, his henley had ridden up his stomach, and he sported a decent amount of bare skin–she could see some of his abs and the deep hip dent, which apparently made her chew the inside of her cheek, while she prepared the tea. At that, Azriel smirked. She didn’t notice it. But he figured that he’d tease her for a little while longer, so he didn’t drop his arms and only moved his torso, baring his navel and a dusting of hair just above his jeans. Enjoy, sweetheart.

“I’ll eat only if you join me, Ms. Archeron,” he warned. “And thanks for making the food!”

“Well, you helped me so much today. I appreciate it. Otherwise, I’d have to do it with my sisters, and trust me, my sister Nesta is not one for lugging pumpkins or decorating.”

With that, Elain visibly shuddered. Azriel laughed softly.

“Glad to be of help.”

Then, he looked at her, and made a snap decision. He was going to go for it.

“Please enjoy one of the pies, Ms. Archeron,” he said with a brief exhale. It’s been a while since he’d shared his food with anyone. A long while. 

He piled his plate with salads and pie, and watched Elain do the same. She, of course, was all dainty about it, but there wasn’t a pretty way to eat a meat pie. 

“We’ll need to discuss your mating criteria,” Elain said between bites, and Azriel groaned.

“Not that again!”

“Yes. That. I don’t know what you want to call it–preferences? Is that acceptable?”

“Yes, this is better. Let’s call it ‘preferences’,” he agreed at once, as he sipped his tea. 

“Alright then,” she powered on her laptop, and got all serious and business-like. 

He kind of liked it when she was like that–bossy. Cute, but bossy.

“I will ask you to be vulnerable, Mr. Night,” she told him with great seriousness.

“What’s that mean?” he frowned at her words. “Also, do you have any of those nice biscuits that you gave us yesterday?”

“Yes, but you will get them after we are done with this part of the consultation.”

Pfff, he bubbled his lips, not loving that she was treating him like he was Pinky and he needed to be a ‘good boy’ to get the biscuits. But he decided to humour her.

“I’ll be vulnerable, Ms. Archeron,” he promised. “You want me to cry?”

“Hopefully not. But I might ask you questions that you are uncomfortable answering.”

“If you are going to say ‘this is a safe space’ than I am fucking leaving,” he snapped.

She gave him a displeased look, but said, “fine. At least it’s a confidential space.”

“Fine, ask away,” he leaned back into his chair and prepared for this hellish experience.

“Tell me what you look for in a woman?” Elain inquired simply.

“That’s a broad question,”

“Just throw some things at me,” she invited.

“Pretty,” he decided to go with the easiest option.

“What’s pretty to you? Tall? Short? Thin? Shapely? Rubenesque? Zaftig?”

He stared at her dumbly and then muttered, “that’s a lot of fancy words. What do you mean?”

“I mean,” Elain began, but he interrupted her and quickly said, 

“I want her to look like you. Pretty, like. Big hair. Nice soft tits. Long legs. Enough to grab on to, but still thin. I don’t fancy stick-thin women–like someone with some meat on their bones.”

“So a shapely woman then,” Elain muttered and noticed how red her cheeks were. 

“Yeah, I guess that’s the word. Hair–definitely like yours,” he repeated.

“What kind of hair do I have?”

“Big. Thick. Long enough to wrap around my fist,” he explained firmly.

“Mr. Night, let’s move on from me,” she ordered primly. “And discuss other attributes that you are interested in,”

“Nice breasts.”

“I made a note of that,” she mumbled under her breath. 

“Kind of like yours,”

“Why are you looking at my breasts?!” she snapped.

“Well, where am I gonna look at?” Azriel opened his hands innocently. “It’s not like you don’t know that you are hot. Or is your ginger bloke not give you compliments?”

Elain stuttered, her posture stiffening.

“What ginger bloke?”

Azriel was enjoying himself, making her squirm and explain herself.

“The one you get photographed with…He looks like a sad ginger horse,”

Her eyes popped open and he could see that he touched a nerve.

“My personal life is not in question here,” she declared decisively.

He chuckled, “suppose only mine is then”.

“Yes, besides, didn’t you call me a cow yesterday?”

“Oh, well…I didn’t mean your looks!” He quickly began backtracking. “Just your…attitude.”

“Oh, indeed? I have a cow attitude then?”

“Okay, why don’t we continue talking about what I like in a bird,”

“Perhaps if you stopped calling women ‘birds’ we’d make great strides in finding you a wife,” she was shaking her head, exasperated.

“Are you Italian?” he suddenly asked.

“No, why?”

“Your patience levels are that of an Italian woman.”

She rolled her eyes and said,

“I still don’t understand what you like in terms of looks in a woman. Can we just stay on topic?”

“Yeah, alright.”

He did want to make a comment that he wasn’t the only one who was looking, and that he saw her salivating over his abs, but decided to keep that card to himself for now, and play it later. At that moment, Pinky decided that he needed attention, when he got up and rose on his one hind leg, while scratching his little front claws into Azriel’s thigh. He was panting excitedly and looking up with his big round eyes.

Azriel rubbed the dog’s round head and caught Elain watching the two of them with a frown.

“What?” he smirked at her. “Pinky here is loving on me,”

“Piglet is not loving on you!”

“Sure is. You are, aren’t you, big boy?!” Azriel cooed like an idiot, making baby voices. 

Piglet whimpered and panted even louder.

“He adores me!” Azriel announced.

“No, he doesn’t,” she insisted. “He just wants you to pick him up so he could sit on your lap.”

“My lap?”

“Yeah, that’s what he likes. He liked to be cradled like a baby. He is just playing you,” she huffed with a little ‘ha!’ in the end.

“You seriously want me to hold him like a baby?”

“I don’t care what you do. That’s what he wants.”

Groaning, Azriel bent and lifted Pinky off the floor. The dog was dense and heavy, bigger and heftier than he appeared. And what did Azriel do? Yep. He held him in his arms, like a baby. Pinky planted his flat face on Azriel’s forearm and made himself comfortable for the long haul.

Elain watched all of this in silence and then, unexpectedly, she took her phone and snapped a picture.

“I’d rather not have a photo of me at a matchmaker cradling her pug out there,” Azriel gritted through his teeth, and Elain rolled her eyes so hard, he feared she wouldn’t be able to bring them back from the back of her brain.

“Firstly, give me some credit,” she hissed. “Everything here is clad in utmost confidentiality. No one will ever know that you are here. Secondly, I am not taking a photo of you!”

“Who then?”

“Piglet obviously! I run a Instagram page for him ‘The Adventures of Piglet the Pug’,”

Azriel moaned "Sweet baby Moses. Are you for real?”

“I am for real!” she said proudly. “He has 1.2 million followers and gets all kinds of endorsements and even stars in adverts. So, say what you will about me. Be mean to me,”

“I am not mean to you!” he argued immediately.

“Right. Whatever you throw at me, I can take. But don’t be mean to Piglet. He is pure. His emotions are pure. He loves wholeheartedly. He doesn’t fake anything–if he doesn’t like you, you are going to know it right away. And for whatever unfathomable reason, he took to you. So treat him with respect. And if you don’t like him, then don’t make it look like you do. Give him your honesty.”

Azriel frowned and then protectively hugged Pinky tighter to his chest. “I do like him,” he murmured quietly, without looking at her. 

She sighed, half-incinerating him with her gaze, but then asked,

“What do you look for in a woman? Character-wise? What do you like? We’ll have to leave appearance preferences for now, because apparently your criteria is that she ‘looks like me’. And I don’t know how to work with that.”

“Easy,” he shrugged, “get me someone who looks like you.”

“Like I said. Moving on. Character? Disposition?”

Azriel even wrinkled his brow, thinking hard about the question.

Elain waited patiently.

He noticed that she had polished off the meat pie, and was now drinking tea, while getting all misty-eyed over her snoring dog in his lap. 

“Nice,” was Azriel’s final verdict.

“Nice what?”

“I want the wife to be nice,” he clarified.

“Nice?” she repeated looking utterly lost.

“Yeah, I’d like a nice wife. Not dramatic. Not bitchy. No nagging. Nice.”

“Could you please expand on ‘nice’ a bit?”

“I dunno what else to tell you, lady. Nice is nice.”

He thought for another moment, and then added, “Like you. Nice.”

“Me?”

“Yeah. You are pretty fucking nice, when you are not being a rager. So yeah. Like you. Nice. Homey.”

Rubbing the bridge of her nose, Elain pressed, “Let’s then expand on ‘homey’. What does that mean to you?”

He made a wide sweep with his arm and said firmly, “this. This is homey. I ain’t ever had a home when it’s been like this. Nice and cosy, with a fire and a dog and a woman. So this. This is what I want.

“I want a nice woman, and a nice home.”

“So a housewife?”

“Nah, I don’t want no housewife. I want someone career-minded, who knows who she is and has her own interests and shit. I don’t want a Stage 5 Clinger.”

“A Stage 5 Clinger…”

“Yeah, you know, a sports’ groupie. Fucks any athlete hoping she’d get knocked up and he’d marry her.”

“O-kay…Remember how we discussed language?”

“Yeah. But I ain’t dating you, so we are fine. We are mates, aren’t we?”

“Yeah, Mr. Night, I am not going to go as far as ‘mates’. You are my client.”

“So mates then.”

Elain glazed at her monitor and said, “Alright, Mr. Night. I do have another appointment in 45 minutes. We will need to resume this at a later date.

“Meanwhile, I will ponder on your requirements of ‘pretty and nice’--as eye-opening as they are.”

“I don’t understand why you are complaining exactly,” Azriel wondered. “I just gave you the blueprint of what I want in a wife.”

“Yeah, your blueprint is ‘pretty and nice’. Oh, and how can I forget ‘nice soft tits’.”

“Nice soft tits are a must,” he nodded. “She should bake too.”

“Uh-uh. Of course. Your feminism game is strong.”

"Hey lady, I am a feminist! I actually organised and coaching a girls' football team in my spare time. So girls can participate in sports and play, build teams and relationships. I think it's very important. And I pay for the whole thing as well by myself. And Cass teaches them self-defence."

Elain stared at him, absolutely shocked.

Wasn't he the 'orgy guy' who fucked his way through sports groupies and didn't have a care in the world?

He was volunteering and coaching a girls' team?

"Are you trying to impress me, Mr. Night?"

He huffed, "I don't care what you think of me. Pretty sure you got your opinion all nice and set and wrapped in a shiny bow. Ain't gonna make no different what I tell you."

"That's not true. We have these meetings in order for me to learn more about you, so I can build a robust profile. And I appreciate you sharing this part of your life with me. This is impressive."

"Like I said, I care about women and women's rights--I am your regular Duke of Velaris," he winked, "but it don't mean that I don't want a wife with nice tits who can bake and make a home."

"I'll keep that in mind."

“What should I do with your giant sleeping pug in my arms? Considering that you are throwing me out of the house now.”

“I am not throwing you out!” she protested, blushing furiously.

“So you want me to stay?” he asked immediately.

“No!”

“So you are throwing me out?!”

All flustered, Elain stood up, smoothing her dress over her lovely hips and said,

“I am not throwing you out. I just have another client coming over. If you can, please take Piglet to the lounge and put him in his bed, but not the pouffe. He can fall off the pouffe when he is sleeping.”

“Christ Almighty. Should I breastfeed him as well?” Azriel grunted, as he got up from the chair, gingerly balancing the sleeping dog in his embrace and lifting himself clumsily, so as not to wake Pinky up. 

Elain trailed after him, but stayed behind in the kitchen while he arranged the pug in his wide luxurious bed. 

“All taken care of,” Azriel reported, returning to the kitchen. “He looked very comfortable.”

“Thank you,” she whispered, and then suddenly handed him a small paper bag.

“What’s that?”

“The biscuits. As promised. We won’t have time for tea today, but…here they are.”

Azriel took the bag wordlessly and looked down at this odd, contradictory girl.

It’s been a weird day and he suddenly realised that he spent most of it with her and he didn’t mind it. 

“Should I make another appointment then?” he asked at last, when the silence between them stretched to uncomfortable.

Elain snapped out of it and nodded frantically, with way too much enthusiasm.

“Yes! Sorry.”

“Might need your number for it,” he told her. 

“Umm,”

“Don’t know my schedule by heart,” he explained. “Training. Then I have games all through the weekend. I’ll have to ring you and set something up. Unless you have everything you need from me?”

Quickly, she said, “no, there needs to be further conversations. And if you may, please come better prepared next time. ‘Nice and good’ is not exactly a great criteria for me to go by…Though I am beginning to have some ideas about who I might match you with.”

Azriel handed her his phone wordlessly and jerked his chin. 

“Input your number,” he ordered.

While Elain did that, he said, his voice quiet,

“Or you don’t need to find me nobody.”

She looked up at him and asked, “230 million is no nevermind to you then?”

“It ain’t about the money. I can just marry you,” he proposed. “The offer stands, you know.”

“I am not marrying you, Mr. Night,” Elain said calmly. “Besides, I am annoying, a cow and a rager. You sure you want to be wed to me?”

“Yeah, you are,” he nodded solemnly. “But nobody is perfect. Look at it this way–it would do wonders for your business. Because you’d be a matchmaker who is actually, you know, married! Gives you some credibility. That you can actually bag a husband yourself and not just peddle them to strangers.”

“Wow. You’ve just insulted every single thing that I am and do. All in one sentence. Congratulations.”

“Listen, I am just telling it like it is,”

“Of course you are.”

“You don’t want to come off as the Crazy Pug Lady. And you are knocking on that door loud and clear, lassie.”

“Ahhh and what are you? My prince? My knight in shining armour who comes to rescue me from my wretched spinsterhood?”

“Something like that,” he agreed graciously. “Only I’ll be wanting something in return now,”

“Ahh, and what might that be?”

“The offer of ‘no conjugals’ was yesterday’s offer. Now, when I marry you, it’s full on consummation.”

At that, Elain gasped softly and stepped back.

“Don’t worry, Ms. Archeron,” Azriel chuckled. “I am not the ravishing type. Like I said, conjugals upon marriage.”

“It sounds more like a prison sentence,” she grimaced. “Thankfully, said conjugals won’t be coming to pass. Here is your phone,” she handed it back to him. “When you are free, ring me up.”

“That’s it? Just like that. A cold hard dismissal of my proposal?” he laughed.

“You might have to work on your proposals. Like you have to work on your language. And your manners. And your courting skills. You have a ways’ to go.”

Azriel took his jacket out of the closet and winked at her.

“Bye for now, Crazy Pug Lady. Give my regards to Pinky.”

Elain smooshed her lower lip between her fingers, looking at him, and then commanded, “Put that scarf on.”

“What?”

“Put the scarf on. I don’t want you to catch a chill.”

He took her scarf and wrapped it around his neck. “I’ll give it back to you next time,” he promised, thinking that just like that, he had an excuse to come back here. 

“Can’t wait.”

#elriel #pro elriel #elriel fanfic #elain archeron #azriel #azriel and elain #elain #elain x azriel #a match baked in heaven #my writing #my fanfiction #acotar fanfiction #acotar fic #chapter 3 #weekly update

[wanderlust-in-my-soul]

My weekly roundup CW 20

I try to write down my thoughts after watching stuff to create a little weekly ranking in relation to the previous week on my, most of the times, quiet sundays (and because I love lists!). These are just my personal opinions and preferences.

And yes, this will contain spoilers!

The Promise is on hiatus this week. I guess it is because they wanted to end the series on WeTV and their Youtube channel on the same day.

→ 1. Love Mate (Ep 5+6)

Most adorable scene this week:

Ahhh, yes, I am obsessed with the series. I love them and don't want to miss them! Sunshine guy and Grumpy Guy are so precious. And grumpy guy is slowly becoming sunshine guy No 2. I love how happy he looks when he is with sunshine guy. I still didn't quite get the pool date and we were robbed of an underwater kiss! It was the perfect opportunity!!!! And they don't need to fool us. They are not date mates. They are a couple. I think it's cute how sunshine guy plays along, even though he actually knows full well that grumpy guy and him are a couple, but so as not to scare him away, he just plays along. The second thing I didn't understand, why don't they sleep together in the same bed? The solution to the problem was of course very adorable and I almost exploded because of the concentrated cuteness of the scene. I would have liked it even more if grumpy guy had climbed down to sunshine guy of his own accord and hugged him from behind. But I don't want to complain. The scene is burned into my memory forever now. And yes, the end of episode 6 fucked me up. Sunshine Guy! Go to him. Take him in your arms! Don't run away! But maybe he just knows grumpy guy well enough to know that he might have closed himself off in that moment. That fucked up ex-boyfriend. It was obvious that he would still play a role. You better not fuck this up in the finale!

↑ 2. La Pluie (Ep 4)

Most surprising kiss this week:

I'm squealing! I was really afraid that there would be a huge problem when Patts found out that Saengtai knew they were soulmates. But with that I am not mad. The kiss on the other hand…Yes, Saengtai initiated it, but Patts was willing to go quite a few steps further. Boy, Saengtai was drunk off his ass! No thought of getting into his pants there. But well, who hasn't made out with someone while drunk? I'll let it slide. Oh man, my critical eyes are really going blind when I like a scene. Not saying it was a good choice of writing the first kiss! Second point…Patts. Talk to your ex, please. Silence has never helped anyone. Especially not in front of love contaminated people. So tell her, hey, I found my soulmate and now I will start a new happy life with him. Other than that, Saengtai and Patts are both like sugar to me. I find their interactions so cute and want to permanently pinch their cheeks. The series definitely manages to pick up from week to week. I'm a little scared when it comes to the drama. I'm not going to like it, but honestly, we're on episode 4 of 12. There's a whole bunch more drama to come…And I'm not ready for it!

→ 3. Happy Merry Ending (Ep 7+8 Final)

The most smitten guy of the week:

Episode 7 I will simply banish from my memory again. But that was exactly what I feared last week. Namely that JaeHyun reminds SeungJun way too much of his ex with his manner. He couldn't offer him any protection at that moment. And I understand SeungJun so much that he sends JaeHyun away, that he wants to be alone, that he wants to protect himself. It's all been so new for him, he was too overwhelmed with the new relationship, because he himself wasn't ready yet from the head. Yes, JaeHyun gave him peace when they were together, but when he was alone, he was vulnerable again. He himself needs to learn to stop being vulnerable and attackable to his ex in order to be a good partner in the future and address and overcome his trauma because: Love cannot heal everything. But even though JeungJun sent JaeHyun away, it was his love that made JeungJun finally take control of his life. He had to make that decision himself to become stronger. And when he is ready, he just hopes that JaeHyun will forgive him…If we were to dive into reality at this point, we would realize that this is wishful thinking. How often does it happen that one person waits so long for another and that other person actually gives a sign at some point, like "Hey, I still like you"? The story would have actually ended at the point when JeungJun asks JaeHyun to leave and compares him to his disgusting ex. That would have been my breaking point, anyway. But, we are not in reality, but in the beautiful world of BL. And here, with the last episode, we get our happy ending, as we hoped for. And may I say at this point that I now wish we had heard more songs from JaeHyun? What a beautiful voice! Makes him even more handsome. I liked the story. I liked that JeungJun managed to turn his life around on his own. I liked the look on JaeHyun's face when he looks at JeungJun. I liked their absolutely cozy looking togetherness. I liked their romance.

↑ 4. Our Skyy 2 (Ep 9+10)

Okay, I was so afraid Our Skyy would ruin my favorites, but shit, was it fun! Would I have liked to see Tinn and Gun navigate their lives with each other after school with new challenges? Absolutely. Do I think the role reversal idea is bad? Not really. It's very amusing to see Gemini and Fourth play each other's roles and give them their own character traits. And they came up with some really good jokes. I was on the floor laughing. The dance scene was so over the top. The whole scene after the exam when they were in each other's arms…I couldn't take it anymore! And to add TiwsonPor as an already existing couple - chef's kiss. They know exactly what they are doing. This is fanservice at its finest. I love it when a show is aware of its fans and what they want, and when they don't just throw it out there, but incorporate in well into the plot. This is so fanfiction!!! It's like the writers and everyone involved really paid attention and saw where the mistakes or inconsistencies were with the original series and now they're making fun of them in an excellent way. Best scene: the guys are all in a room together and Gun and Tinn are flirting with each other and the guys are nagging them not to be so loud. That's realistic for a change. All in all, I liked the episodes of Our Skyy so much more than the previous ones.

↓ 5. My Story (Ep 6)

I don't care about this week! Please don't let Zeke be late for that stupid school event next week and what's with Drake and him? The drama belongs with Sky and Win. Not in our little sanctuary Zeke x Fifth heaven. I resent that! This week was soooo cute again! Fifth is just still very unsure if he can be enough and satisfy Zeke, and Zeke may give him something to doubt there when he agrees to Kim's event even though he promised to be at the school event. And I can already somewhat imagine next week that drama can arise through that. Although I can also understand Zeke wanting to fuel his career as a photographer a bit with the assignment from Kim. These two are going to break my heart before they painstakingly patch it back together. And just between us, I probably wouldn't mind to see their reconciliation in the end.

↓ 6. Our Dining Table (Ep 7)

A kiss? Really now? Not that I think there was really a kiss with the camera shot like that, but still! Brave Minoru! Aside from the kiss, it was another nice, stable episode. Yutaka is opening up to Minoru and Tane is such an empathetic boy, it's heartbreaking. And the dad is my absolute favorite! I think among all of us, he's the biggest shipper of the two!

↑ 7. Step by Step (Ep 5)

Jeng and Pat are so side tracked in my mind right now. Yes, there is progress, they slept in a bed together and you can tell they both already know they like the other. And at the end there was this totally romantic scene with fireworks in the background that screamed for a kiss and then the cut came…okay…but, what really stuck in my mind? My ambivalent feelings about Jaab and Jane. But I did some soul-searching. One of my favorite series is Love Mechanics…so who am I to judge? Yes, Jane fucked up, but shit happens in this world. That doesn't excuse anything, but I'm selfish and I want these two to get together. They both like each other. And of course Jaab doesn't hide it, but he never makes the first move. So it's absolutely clear that Jane is equally attracted to Jaab. So much that he crosses lines he shouldn't. The affair, or even a fling, has a certain tingle, the whiff of something forbidden. It's morally reprehensible and yet the subject matter is always found in the media and people are drawn to it. Why? Because it shows emotions very raw and pure. Because desire for a person is depicted, which otherwise can hardly be transported through the medium. Because it means that the desire for this person, be it purely sexual or even romantic, is so great that one accepts the moral contempt. Because in some moments you have no control over your thoughts and your body. Because it is a temptation that people would like to give in to, at least in their thoughts. It means giving up control to your heart and even if you have never had the thought of cheating, you can still understand what can happen in your body and head. So yeah, I'm not mad about it at the end of this week. I'm excited to see what happens next and I'm eager to see when they get to their happy ending and what other obstacles are put in their way.

↑ 8. A Boss and a Babe (Ep 12 Final)

Most ridiculous dialogue of the week:

The finale surprised once again. How pissed I was at first when it turned out to be just a dream…I hate that. That is one of the shittiest placeholder…fucking dream sequences. And then also at the end of the last episode, so it can't be resolved until the next episode either. That hit home. After that, it was a sugar fest. So much sweetness and romance. Was a little too much for my stunted heart. But it was the conclusion I think we all thought and hoped for. The friends group is and remains my favorite of the series and especially the fact that they have accepted Gun into their group like that and he visibly feels at home there. The roof terrace at the end was a bit much for me. If my partner did that, I'd probably be throwing up rainbows and cotton candy. But anyway. I'm excited to see what happens next week with Our Skyy 2…The preview looked…exhausting, to put it nicely.

↓ 9. Naked Dining (Ep 6)

Oh, Futa… What are you doing? You're dreaming about Mahiro kissing you. Do you want me to interpret it for you? Your subconscious has already figured out that you like him. Your subconscious is trying to tell you what you want, you just have to listen and let it happen. Instead, you're talking about getting married and starting a family. And the look on Mahori's face spoke volumes. He's so hurt and disappointed. He really thought you guys were making progress after Futa's talk of fate, that you found each other again. Oh man. This is so frustrating. All the better that Mahiro told him the truth in the end and leaves Futa alone with his thoughts now. I'm excited to see what happens next.

→ 10. House of Stars (Ep 3)

I found the episode so boring and uninteresting and I don't understand the dynamic going on. I don't get what the relationship is supposed to be between Gun and Pitch. Pitch is obsessed with Gun and Gun doesn't like him, but tolerates him and sometimes looks at him like he's in love with him and is nice to him. And on the other hand, we have So, who is clearly into Pitch and Pitch kind of likes him, but by the portrayal of his character, I really can't see any feelings from Pitch. And yeah, the choice of how he conveys the character is really not working for me. I don't like it. And Pitch is such an unlikable character. He knows he's going to screw up, again and again and again and doesn't learn from it and again and again others have to bail him out while is standing there grinning...Yes, I'm dropping it at this point.

#weekly wrap up #sunday charts #weekly update #josi watching bl #just my opinion #love mate #la pluie the series #happy merry ending #our skyy 2 #my story the series #our dining table #step by step the series #naked dining #a boss and a babe #house of stars #bl series #bl drama

[oscarwrites]

11/04/23 Update

Hi!

It’s going to be a short one because I still haven’t got my Internet back and I have to write this on my phone. :(

In short, despite my expectations for the worse, it’s been a decent week of progress. Not nanowrimo level of progress lol. But I was able to keep up with my usual 500 words a day.

I wish luck to everyone attempting nanowrimo (and be gentle with yourselves!), but I’m going to pass for this year.

Have a nice weekend!

#weekly update #8 years revolution

[speakergame]

Progress Update - 6/27/23

hello, my darlings! long time no see

thank you all for your patience and supportive messages during my long and unannounced radio silence. I've been a bit under the weather the last couple of months. nothing life-threatening, but severe enough to knock me on my ass for a while.

I'm getting my balance again, slowly. I've had a lot of time to write and brainstorm while I've been out, so there's that! still no ETA on the update, beyond the ever-unsatisfactory Soon™ but progress is being made! I've paused Patreon for July, but hopefully it'll be the last month I need to do that and I'll have something concrete to show by this time next month 🤞

I'd also like to get back in the habit of regular progress updates, but we'll have to see how my continued recovery goes.

thank you for reading and for waiting, I hope you all have a fantastic week, and I'll see you next time 💙💙💙

#speaker game #weekly update #well seasonal update at this point 😅 #I do *not* recommend getting laryngitis and pneumonia at the same time #it uh... sucks. a lot

[gaygodlou]

Subtletys

By: thinlines @thinlinez

Rating: Explicit

Pairing: Harry Styles/ Louis Tomlinson

Chapters: 8/8 Completed

Dedicated to @505louis and @louis-twentyeight-tomlinson

The alpha wanted to run, to sprint from the room and throw himself into the campus traffic, but he remained frozen and barely breathing as the omega pressed the tapes down, keeping the pressure soft and gentle.

Everything about Harry was soft and gentle, even when he was furious at Louis.

“Can you—” Breathe, don’t panic. “Are you done?” He bit back a hiss when Harry’s fingers danced over the edge of his bondmark spot yet again.

OR Alpha Louis is trying to perfect the art of pretending not to care for his volleyball team manager. Let's all assume he isn't headed for failure.

🏐 Chapter 1: Don't Look My Way

🏐 Chapter 2: In Your Honor

🏐 Chapter 3: Act Like You Deserve Me

🏐 Chapter 4: But What Are We?

🏐 Chapter 5: Try As I Might

🏐 Last Chapter: We're All You Need

🏐 Bonus Chapter 1: Obviously

🏐 Bonus Chapter 2: Before Us, There Was You And I

THIS FIC IS COMPLETED

#larry fic rec #hlficlibrary #ficsfor4am #thelarriefics #hlcreators #louis tomlinson #harry styles #larry #fic post tl #weekly update #chaptered fic #abo fic

[barbwritesstuff]

💙💙💙

Thanks to everyone who supports me and sorry again for not updating last week. Real life has been a wee bit intense these last couple of weeks. Despite that, I'm really proud of what I've done this week. I hope you like it.

For those who can't afford the $5, this update will be available to you very soon. Just keep an eye on the moon. I update when it's full.

#thicker than if #weekly update #kofi

[questwithambition]

It’s been a long week, but I feel as if I’m starting to settle back into work, the flat, and climbing over the large imposter syndrome hill. This weekend was the perfect end to the week: sleepover at a friends, baking and board games; before a solitary Sunday at the British library.

#I do feel more at peace #also met a neighbour who was lovely #I am tired though #questwithambition #studyblr #studyspo #journal #books #writing #library #coffee #coffee shop #london #academia #weekly update

[thinlinez]

This moodboard is a gift for @marchessa for her newest series!

Lovers in the Night

Written By Marchessa @marchessa

Part 1 of Kinktober/Flufftober Fics 2023 series

“Can I help ya?” The trucker asked with raised eyebrows. Louis shook his head to get out of his daydreaming and get to work. “Hello, handsome,” Louis smiled up at him prettily, making sure to bat his eyelashes in a seductive way. “Want some company?” The one where Harry is a truck driver and Louis is a prostitute at a truck stop.

Read on Ao3

#larry fic rec #hlficlibrary #ficsfor4am #thelarriefics #hlcreators #louis tomlinson #harry styles #larry #weekly update #abo fic #a moodboard i made for T since i was so inspired by her fic! #give it a read!