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whyanne4 · 6 months
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Money Power Glory
Pairing: Charles Leclerc x Reader
Category: Mafia! au
Part: 1/?
Word Count: 3k
Summary: When you accidentally found yourself in the middle of a mafia show down you had no idea that your life was about to change, forever. For better or for worse.
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The smell of the sea reached your nostrils as you strolled along the harbor of Monaco. You couldn’t help but feel amazed at the sight and couldn’t believe your luck that you got to move to a place like this. You’d just gotten accepted to the university of Monaco and moved into your little apartment right outside the beautiful country mere hours ago. The yachts that decorated the water were like out of a dream and you felt yourself daydream about owning one sometime in the distant future.
The hours went by and you decided that you would walk back to your apartment before it got too dark. You took your phone out of your purse only to find it dead. 
“Damn it!” You swore as you shoved your phone back in your bag. How were you supposed to find your apartment now? You had forgotten the address and your plan of just opening the pinned location on google maps won’t work now. 
‘How hard can it be?’ You thought to yourself as you decided to try and find your way home based on memory. The streets of Monaco were hard to navigate and you found yourself completely lost. You took a left turn, hoping for the best. You walked quietly along the street when you heard a man raise his voice followed by what sounded like more men arguing. 
You tried to make yourself ready to run in case the men were a threat. You decided  that continuing to walk to get yourself away from the situation was the best choice. The fact that your phone was dead weighed heavily on your mind. If the men were to attack you’d have no way of alerting anyone. 
The voices got louder as you walked and when you turned the corner you saw four men arguing. It looked like it was serious based on their tense stances, ready to fight. 
“Fuck you Leclerc. You think you’re so fucking powerful just because you inherited the biggest mob of Monaco and France from daddy huh? Well guess what? Daddy isn’t here anymore” The first man said as he and his friends cornered this “Leclerc” guy. You resisted the urge to gasp, not wanting to make a sound. This was the mafia. If anyone knew you were here you’d be in big trouble.
“You think I’m scared of you Bassett? I have more money and resources then you could ever dream of. And not to mention balls. Cornering me with two other men as I leave the casino is not what I would consider brave” The second man spoke arrogantly even if it was clear that he was at a disadvantage seeing as they were three against one. 
“I don’t need balls to do this.” You wondered what he ment but your questions were soon answered as you heard the click of a gun.
“You’re a fucking pussy you know that right?” Leclerc spoke, still calm as ever. “You owe me millions and instead of paying me back you’re going to shoot me? You know, it sounds to me as if you’re not as rich as you claim to be Mr. Bassett."  You didn't have the time to process his words before four gunshots were heard and three bodies fell to the ground. 
You yelped, you didn’t mean to but you couldn’t help it, the gunshots took you by surprise.
“Who’s there?” The man, Leclerc, was still standing above the three corpses and he was looking right into your eyes. His intense stare sent shivers up your spine. He started to walk towards you with determined steps.
‘So this is how I die?’ You think to yourself as he approaches you. You close your eyes, ready to feel the pain of a bullet but before you feel anything you hear the man collapse. You open your eyes and look at him, he’s on one knee, branching himself against the wall to stay upright. As you look closely you see a pool of red blood form on his white button up shirt. You watch in horror as it grows, a bullet must’ve hit him. Despite how afraid of this man you were you couldn’t let him die here.
“Are you okay sir? You asked quietly as you slowly approached him. The only response you got was a groan. You knelt beside him and took off your cardigan and pressed it to the wound. 
“Okay I think you need to lay down on your back.” You told him as you felt him become unstable. He did as you told him to and groaned when he had to move but didn’t complain. You reached for your phone to call an ambulance but remembered that it didn’t have any charge left.  “Do you have a phone? I need to call the ambulance” You asked the brunette in front of you. 
“Front left pocket.” He grumbled and you reached into his pocket. You quickly called the ambulance who told you that they were on their way and told you to keep him conscious and to keep pressure on the wound.
“So I have to keep you awake.” You started talking with him, deciding that it was the best way to keep him from blacking out. “Um… I’m Y/N.” You said, not having any idea of what to talk about.
“Charles” He said in a raspy voice.
‘Damn he’s kinda hot’ you thought as you got a closer look of him, his piercing green eyes looking into yours made your mind all fuzzy. ‘Fuck, Y/N concentrate’ you snapped out of your trance to focus on the task at hand.
“Um… so you want to tell me what just happened?” You ask him to try and get him to continue talking. It was probably a stupid question because if he was really in the mafia he wouldn’t tell you, a random girl, about it.
But it seemed as if bleeding out loosened his lips because he told you everything. How the leader of another mod owed him millions of euros and refused to pay him back. Instead cornered him after a night out.
Charles winced in pain as he continued to speak, his voice strained but determined. "You see, Y/N, this city might look like a paradise on the surface, but beneath it all, there's a constant power struggle. My family has been deeply involved in this world for generations, and sometimes, conflicts like these are inevitable."
You listened intently, both to his words and to the distant sound of approaching sirens. Time was of the essence, and you had to keep him conscious until help arrived.
Charles took shallow breaths, his eyes never leaving yours. "You're a brave one, you know that? Most people would have run away screaming. But you stayed and helped me. Why?"
You shrugged, a mix of fear and adrenaline coursing through you. "I couldn't just leave you here," you replied, pressing the cardigan against his wound a little firmer. "We're all human, right?" You tried to lighten the mood by sending him a reassuring smile.
He nodded in agreement, wincing at the pain. "You have a kind heart, Y/N. I've seen too much darkness in this world."
“Try not to move” You put your free hand on his forehead and gently laid his head back onto the ground.  
As you continued to apply pressure to his wound, Charles delved deeper into the complexities of his life. He talked about the struggles of maintaining power in a world where alliances were fragile, trust was scarce, and violence was always lurking in the shadows.
Sirens grew closer, their wailing an urgent reminder of the impending arrival of help. You could hear the paramedics getting closer.
Charles managed a faint smile, his green eyes softer now. "You, Y/N, might have just saved my life. And that's no small feat in this world. I owe you a debt of gratitude."
You chuckled nervously, unsure of how to respond. "Well, I hope you recover quickly. And maybe consider... finding a less dangerous line of work?"
Charles chuckled, though it quickly turned into a cough, and he winced. "I wish it were that simple, Y/N. But in my world, things are never straightforward."
As the paramedics arrived and took over, you stepped back to give them space, watching as they worked swiftly to stabilize Charles. He was whisked away on a stretcher, disappearing into the back of the ambulance.
One of the paramedics approached you, asking for your account of what happened. You recounted the events as best as you could, leaving out the more sensitive details about Charles's life. You didn't want to be involved any more deeply than you already were.
After the ambulance sped away, you were left standing there, alone on the dimly lit street. The adrenaline began to fade, and the reality of your situation hit you. You were still lost in an unfamiliar city, and now, you had a surreal encounter with the local mafia to add to your list of experiences.
With a sigh, you decided to try and find your way back to your apartment once more, this time determined to ask for directions if needed. You couldn't help but replay the events in your mind as you walked. Monaco had revealed a darker side to itself, one you never expected when you first arrived in this glamorous city.
Little did you know that your chance encounter with Charles Leclerc would set in motion a series of events that would entangle you further in the secrets and intrigues of Monaco, a world far removed from the idyllic facade it presented to the world.
Two months later you find yourself getting ready for a charity event for the university. From your understanding, some very influential business owner was hosting this gala in order to bring more funding to the school. You, alongside 24 other students, had been selected to attend this event. 
‘I really hate to mingle.’ You think as you exit the cab in your floor length blue dress. 
The night air was cool and carried a salty tang as you stepped out of the cab, the lights of the venue beckoning you. You took a deep breath, preparing yourself for the mingling and socializing you were about to endure. It wasn't your favorite activity, but you knew it was necessary, an invaluable opportunity to network with some of Monaco’s elite.
As you entered the venue, the opulence of the event struck you. The ceilings were adorned with crystal chandeliers, the walls draped in luxurious fabrics, and there was an air of sophistication that seemed to hang in the atmosphere. It was clear that this was a gathering of the wealthy and influential.
You began to navigate the room, attempting to strike up conversations with various attendees. Many were donors or businesspeople, keen on discussing their ventures and achievements. While you were polite and engaged in the discussions, your mind kept drifting back to that fateful night with Charles and the encounter with the mafia.
It was a blurry line between the glamorous facade of Monaco's elite and the hidden, dangerous world that lurked in its shadows. You wondered how many of these seemingly respectable individuals were involved in the kind of underworld you had witnessed that night.
Just as you were lost in your thoughts, a familiar voice broke through. "Hello beautiful”
Startled, you turned to see none other than Charles Leclerc standing before you, dressed impeccably in a tailored suit. He offered you a polite smile, his earlier wounds seemingly healed, at least physically. The surprise of seeing him here, at this event, momentarily left you speechless.
"Hi," you managed to reply despite your initial shock, a little flustered as you offered him a smile. "I didn't expect to see you here," you spoke, attempting to break the ice.
"I would say the same about you but then I’d be lying" Charles remarked, his eyes probing yet gentle. "I hosted this event to find you. You've been on my mind since that night."
“You’re the host?” You exclaimed, eyes wide at this knowledge. “Why?”
“As I said. You’ve been on my mind every day for the last two months.” He admitted, his gaze was intense as he searched your eyes for a reaction.
“How did you know where I go to school? All you knew was my first name” You questioned him.
“I have my ways” He said nonchalantly.
You couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions—surprise, curiosity, and a lingering unease. Charles Leclerc, the enigmatic figure you had encountered that fateful night, had hosted this prestigious event specifically to find you. It was a revelation that left you both intrigued and cautious.
"I have to admit, I didn't expect to see you again after that night," you confessed, still trying to wrap your head around the situation. "And hosting this event to find me? That's quite... unusual."
Charles chuckled softly, his charm as captivating as ever. "Unusual, perhaps, but when something captures my attention, I tend to pursue it relentlessly. And you, Y/N, have captured my attention in a way I can't quite explain."
You weren't sure how to respond to his admission. It felt like there were layers to Charles Leclerc that you had yet to uncover, and being in this elegant setting with him only added to the intrigue. Despite the initial danger and the circumstances of your first meeting, there was an undeniable pull between the two of you.
"So, what do you want from me, Charles?" you asked, choosing your words carefully. You couldn't help but feel that there was more to this encounter than met the eye.
Charles leaned in slightly, his voice a low whisper amidst the chatter of the gala. "I want to get to know you, Y/N. Beyond the chaos of that night and the secrets we both carry. I want to understand the woman who stayed by my side when others would have fled. And," he added with a wry smile, "I'd like you to consider giving me a chance to show you a different side of me, one that doesn't always dwell in the shadows."
His words hung in the air, laden with both mystery and sincerity. You couldn't deny the magnetic pull he had on you, nor could you ignore the curiosity that had driven you to seek answers about the darker side of this city.
"I'll admit, Charles, you've managed to pique my curiosity," you admitted, a hint of a smile playing on your lips. "But I'm not one to rush into things, especially when the circumstances are so… chaotic."
Charles nodded, his gaze never leaving yours. "I understand. Take your time. Just know that I'm not one to give up easily when I want something."
“I figured” You can’t help but chuckle. “I mean you hosted this event just to talk to me”
“Oh darling, you haven’t seen half of the things I can do if I put my mind to something” His voice was playful but you had a feeling that he was in fact not joking.
You found yourself both intrigued and cautious about the enigmatic man before you. Charles Leclerc's world was undoubtedly complex and filled with danger, yet there was an undeniable allure in his presence. The mingling crowd and the opulent setting seemed to fade into the background as the two of you continued your conversation.
As the night wore on, Charles shared more about his life, the intricacies of the power struggles in Monaco, and the delicate balance he had to maintain within the world he inhabited. He spoke of his family's history and the responsibilities that came with their name, all while maintaining an air of charm and charisma that was impossible to resist.
You, in turn, shared your own story, your dreams and aspirations, and the reasons you had come to Monaco in the first place. The more you talked, the more you realized how different your worlds were, yet there was an undeniable connection between you, a spark that refused to be extinguished.
As the gala continued, you couldn't help but wonder if this chance encounter with Charles was meant to be more than just a twist of fate. There was a magnetic pull between the two of you, and despite the chaos and danger that had initially brought you together, you felt a growing curiosity about the man who had hosted this event just to find you.
The evening came to a close, and Charles walked you to your cab, a sense of anticipation hanging in the air. "I hope you consider my offer, Y/N," he said as he opened the cab door for you. "I promise you, there's much more to discover about both Monaco and me."
You nodded, still cautious but undeniably intrigued. "I'll keep that in mind, Charles. But for now, I have a lot to process."
Charles leaned in closer, his lips dangerously close to yours. "Take your time," he whispered before placing a gentle, lingering kiss on your cheek. "Until we meet again."
As you watched him walk away, disappearing into the night, you couldn't help but wonder if your path had just taken an unexpected turn into a world of secrets, intrigue, and a love story unlike any other. Monaco had revealed its hidden depths, and you were about to dive headfirst into the depths of the unknown, with Charles Leclerc as your guide.
The cab pulled away, leaving the gala behind, but the memory of that night lingered in your mind. You knew that the road ahead would be filled with challenges and uncertainties, but you couldn't deny the thrill of the journey that lay ahead.
As the city of Monaco glimmered in the distance, you couldn't help but feel that your life had just taken a thrilling and dangerous turn, and you were ready to embrace the adventure, no matter where it might lead.
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How to Create a Structured Navigation Page on Tumblr: A Step-by-Step Guide
Introduction
Creating a navigation page helps moots stay up today on your posts, especially stories or series on your Simblr. Below are the steps I used to help me organize and create my navigation system!
What Does "Mobile-Friendly" Mean?
A mobile-friendly navigation page keeps users within their Tumblr app while they explore your links. This ensures a smooth user experience for those primarily using Tumblr on mobile devices. To achieve this: - Use links that are generated within the Tumblr app or dashboard viewer. - Avoid using direct URL links from a web browser, as they may redirect mobile users from the Tumblr app. - You can test the links yourself on the Tumblr app to make sure they open correctly without redirecting out of the app.
Step 1: Planning Your Content
Before creating your page, plan the content and sections you want to include. Think about categories like:
Household stories
Series updates
Character profiles
FAQs
Gameplay guides
Mods and CC (Custom Content)
Step 2: Pinning Your Main Navigation Post
To ensure that your navigation is the first thing visitors see, you can pin a post on your Tumblr blog. Here's the process:
Write Your Navigation Post: Create a post with all your navigation links and information. This post will serve as the main guide for visitors to your blog.
Pin the Post: - Open your Tumblr dashboard. - Navigate to the post you want to pin. - On the top right of the post, click the "..." (more) button. - From the dropdown menu, select "Pin this post to the top of your blog".
Set Pin Duration: Decide how long you want the post pinned.
Check Your Blog: Visit your Tumblr blog to ensure the post is pinned at the top.
By pinning your main navigation post, you make it easy for followers and visitors to understand how to explore and enjoy your content right from the start.
Step 3: Organize Your Tags
Establish a tagging system that works for you and be consistent. For example here are some of mine:
Use #the[lastname]household for family-specific posts.
Tag seasonal stories with #fall1, #winter1, etc.
Create special tags for FAQs, such as #askkaityb for questions.
Step 4: Create Hyperlinks
Transform tags into clickable links that lead to filtered content:
- Write out your tags in your blogs search bar - Click a tag, the page should change to all your post with that tag. you're going to copy the URL and hyperlink that to your navigation post (for example here what mine looks like: https://www.tumblr.com/pleasanttaleswithkaityb/tagged/pleasantview%20legacy) - Repeat for each tag you plan to use.
Step 5: Design and Layout
Make your navigation page visually appealing:
Use headers to denote different sections. Consider adding icons or images for visual interest. Keep the layout clean and readable.
Step 6: Publish and Promote
Once you’re happy with the page:
Make sure to publish or reblog your new navigation page in a post to inform your followers.
Step 7: Maintenance
Regularly check your navigation page to reflect new content and ensure all links work. Now, anytime you tag a post with your hashtags, that link's thread will automatically be updated!
Tips:
Keep your audience in mind. Use clear, descriptive titles for your links.
Update your navigation page regularly as you add new content.
Encourage feedback. Ask your followers if they find the navigation page helpful.
Feel free to customize this guide to match your blog's specifics and needs. Let me know if y'all have found any of your own tips & tricks for creating your navigation system! Happy simming!
@bambiwhims - Hope this helps :3
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why4anne · 5 months
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Money Power Glory
Pairing: Charles Leclerc x Reader
Category: Mafia! au
Part: 1/?
Word Count: 3k
Summary: When you accidentally found yourself in the middle of a mafia show down you had no idea that your life was about to change, forever. For better or for worse.
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The smell of the sea reached your nostrils as you strolled along the harbor of Monaco. You couldn’t help but feel amazed at the sight and couldn’t believe your luck that you got to move to a place like this. You’d just gotten accepted to the university of Monaco and moved into your little apartment right outside the beautiful country mere hours ago. The yachts that decorated the water were like out of a dream and you felt yourself daydream about owning one sometime in the distant future.
The hours went by and you decided that you would walk back to your apartment before it got too dark. You took your phone out of your purse only to find it dead. 
“Damn it!” You swore as you shoved your phone back in your bag. How were you supposed to find your apartment now? You had forgotten the address and your plan of just opening the pinned location on google maps won’t work now. 
‘How hard can it be?’ You thought to yourself as you decided to try and find your way home based on memory. The streets of Monaco were hard to navigate and you found yourself completely lost. You took a left turn, hoping for the best. You walked quietly along the street when you heard a man raise his voice followed by what sounded like more men arguing. 
You tried to make yourself ready to run in case the men were a threat. You decided  that continuing to walk to get yourself away from the situation was the best choice. The fact that your phone was dead weighed heavily on your mind. If the men were to attack you’d have no way of alerting anyone. 
The voices got louder as you walked and when you turned the corner you saw four men arguing. It looked like it was serious based on their tense stances, ready to fight. 
“Fuck you Leclerc. You think you’re so fucking powerful just because you inherited the biggest mob of Monaco and France from daddy huh? Well guess what? Daddy isn’t here anymore” The first man said as he and his friends cornered this “Leclerc” guy. You resisted the urge to gasp, not wanting to make a sound. This was the mafia. If anyone knew you were here you’d be in big trouble.
“You think I’m scared of you Bassett? I have more money and resources then you could ever dream of. And not to mention balls. Cornering me with two other men as I leave the casino is not what I would consider brave” The second man spoke arrogantly even if it was clear that he was at a disadvantage seeing as they were three against one. 
“I don’t need balls to do this.” You wondered what he ment but your questions were soon answered as you heard the click of a gun.
“You’re a fucking pussy you know that right?” Leclerc spoke, still calm as ever. “You owe me millions and instead of paying me back you’re going to shoot me? You know, it sounds to me as if you’re not as rich as you claim to be Mr. Bassett."  You didn't have the time to process his words before four gunshots were heard and three bodies fell to the ground. 
You yelped, you didn’t mean to but you couldn’t help it, the gunshots took you by surprise.
“Who’s there?” The man, Leclerc, was still standing above the three corpses and he was looking right into your eyes. His intense stare sent shivers up your spine. He started to walk towards you with determined steps.
‘So this is how I die?’ You think to yourself as he approaches you. You close your eyes, ready to feel the pain of a bullet but before you feel anything you hear the man collapse. You open your eyes and look at him, he’s on one knee, branching himself against the wall to stay upright. As you look closely you see a pool of red blood form on his white button up shirt. You watch in horror as it grows, a bullet must’ve hit him. Despite how afraid of this man you were you couldn’t let him die here.
“Are you okay sir? You asked quietly as you slowly approached him. The only response you got was a groan. You knelt beside him and took off your cardigan and pressed it to the wound. 
“Okay I think you need to lay down on your back.” You told him as you felt him become unstable. He did as you told him to and groaned when he had to move but didn’t complain. You reached for your phone to call an ambulance but remembered that it didn’t have any charge left.  “Do you have a phone? I need to call the ambulance” You asked the brunette in front of you. 
“Front left pocket.” He grumbled and you reached into his pocket. You quickly called the ambulance who told you that they were on their way and told you to keep him conscious and to keep pressure on the wound.
“So I have to keep you awake.” You started talking with him, deciding that it was the best way to keep him from blacking out. “Um… I’m Y/N.” You said, not having any idea of what to talk about.
“Charles” He said in a raspy voice.
‘Damn he’s kinda hot’ you thought as you got a closer look of him, his piercing green eyes looking into yours made your mind all fuzzy. ‘Fuck, Y/N concentrate’ you snapped out of your trance to focus on the task at hand.
“Um… so you want to tell me what just happened?” You ask him to try and get him to continue talking. It was probably a stupid question because if he was really in the mafia he wouldn’t tell you, a random girl, about it.
But it seemed as if bleeding out loosened his lips because he told you everything. How the leader of another mod owed him millions of euros and refused to pay him back. Instead cornered him after a night out.
Charles winced in pain as he continued to speak, his voice strained but determined. "You see, Y/N, this city might look like a paradise on the surface, but beneath it all, there's a constant power struggle. My family has been deeply involved in this world for generations, and sometimes, conflicts like these are inevitable."
You listened intently, both to his words and to the distant sound of approaching sirens. Time was of the essence, and you had to keep him conscious until help arrived.
Charles took shallow breaths, his eyes never leaving yours. "You're a brave one, you know that? Most people would have run away screaming. But you stayed and helped me. Why?"
You shrugged, a mix of fear and adrenaline coursing through you. "I couldn't just leave you here," you replied, pressing the cardigan against his wound a little firmer. "We're all human, right?" You tried to lighten the mood by sending him a reassuring smile.
He nodded in agreement, wincing at the pain. "You have a kind heart, Y/N. I've seen too much darkness in this world."
“Try not to move” You put your free hand on his forehead and gently laid his head back onto the ground.  
As you continued to apply pressure to his wound, Charles delved deeper into the complexities of his life. He talked about the struggles of maintaining power in a world where alliances were fragile, trust was scarce, and violence was always lurking in the shadows.
Sirens grew closer, their wailing an urgent reminder of the impending arrival of help. You could hear the paramedics getting closer.
Charles managed a faint smile, his green eyes softer now. "You, Y/N, might have just saved my life. And that's no small feat in this world. I owe you a debt of gratitude."
You chuckled nervously, unsure of how to respond. "Well, I hope you recover quickly. And maybe consider... finding a less dangerous line of work?"
Charles chuckled, though it quickly turned into a cough, and he winced. "I wish it were that simple, Y/N. But in my world, things are never straightforward."
As the paramedics arrived and took over, you stepped back to give them space, watching as they worked swiftly to stabilize Charles. He was whisked away on a stretcher, disappearing into the back of the ambulance.
One of the paramedics approached you, asking for your account of what happened. You recounted the events as best as you could, leaving out the more sensitive details about Charles's life. You didn't want to be involved any more deeply than you already were.
After the ambulance sped away, you were left standing there, alone on the dimly lit street. The adrenaline began to fade, and the reality of your situation hit you. You were still lost in an unfamiliar city, and now, you had a surreal encounter with the local mafia to add to your list of experiences.
With a sigh, you decided to try and find your way back to your apartment once more, this time determined to ask for directions if needed. You couldn't help but replay the events in your mind as you walked. Monaco had revealed a darker side to itself, one you never expected when you first arrived in this glamorous city.
Little did you know that your chance encounter with Charles Leclerc would set in motion a series of events that would entangle you further in the secrets and intrigues of Monaco, a world far removed from the idyllic facade it presented to the world.
Two months later you find yourself getting ready for a charity event for the university. From your understanding, some very influential business owner was hosting this gala in order to bring more funding to the school. You, alongside 24 other students, had been selected to attend this event. 
‘I really hate to mingle.’ You think as you exit the cab in your floor length blue dress. 
The night air was cool and carried a salty tang as you stepped out of the cab, the lights of the venue beckoning you. You took a deep breath, preparing yourself for the mingling and socializing you were about to endure. It wasn't your favorite activity, but you knew it was necessary, an invaluable opportunity to network with some of Monaco’s elite.
As you entered the venue, the opulence of the event struck you. The ceilings were adorned with crystal chandeliers, the walls draped in luxurious fabrics, and there was an air of sophistication that seemed to hang in the atmosphere. It was clear that this was a gathering of the wealthy and influential.
You began to navigate the room, attempting to strike up conversations with various attendees. Many were donors or businesspeople, keen on discussing their ventures and achievements. While you were polite and engaged in the discussions, your mind kept drifting back to that fateful night with Charles and the encounter with the mafia.
It was a blurry line between the glamorous facade of Monaco's elite and the hidden, dangerous world that lurked in its shadows. You wondered how many of these seemingly respectable individuals were involved in the kind of underworld you had witnessed that night.
Just as you were lost in your thoughts, a familiar voice broke through. "Hello beautiful”
Startled, you turned to see none other than Charles Leclerc standing before you, dressed impeccably in a tailored suit. He offered you a polite smile, his earlier wounds seemingly healed, at least physically. The surprise of seeing him here, at this event, momentarily left you speechless.
"Hi," you managed to reply despite your initial shock, a little flustered as you offered him a smile. "I didn't expect to see you here," you spoke, attempting to break the ice.
"I would say the same about you but then I’d be lying" Charles remarked, his eyes probing yet gentle. "I hosted this event to find you. You've been on my mind since that night."
“You’re the host?” You exclaimed, eyes wide at this knowledge. “Why?”
“As I said. You’ve been on my mind every day for the last two months.” He admitted, his gaze was intense as he searched your eyes for a reaction.
“How did you know where I go to school? All you knew was my first name” You questioned him.
“I have my ways” He said nonchalantly.
You couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions—surprise, curiosity, and a lingering unease. Charles Leclerc, the enigmatic figure you had encountered that fateful night, had hosted this prestigious event specifically to find you. It was a revelation that left you both intrigued and cautious.
"I have to admit, I didn't expect to see you again after that night," you confessed, still trying to wrap your head around the situation. "And hosting this event to find me? That's quite... unusual."
Charles chuckled softly, his charm as captivating as ever. "Unusual, perhaps, but when something captures my attention, I tend to pursue it relentlessly. And you, Y/N, have captured my attention in a way I can't quite explain."
You weren't sure how to respond to his admission. It felt like there were layers to Charles Leclerc that you had yet to uncover, and being in this elegant setting with him only added to the intrigue. Despite the initial danger and the circumstances of your first meeting, there was an undeniable pull between the two of you.
"So, what do you want from me, Charles?" you asked, choosing your words carefully. You couldn't help but feel that there was more to this encounter than met the eye.
Charles leaned in slightly, his voice a low whisper amidst the chatter of the gala. "I want to get to know you, Y/N. Beyond the chaos of that night and the secrets we both carry. I want to understand the woman who stayed by my side when others would have fled. And," he added with a wry smile, "I'd like you to consider giving me a chance to show you a different side of me, one that doesn't always dwell in the shadows."
His words hung in the air, laden with both mystery and sincerity. You couldn't deny the magnetic pull he had on you, nor could you ignore the curiosity that had driven you to seek answers about the darker side of this city.
"I'll admit, Charles, you've managed to pique my curiosity," you admitted, a hint of a smile playing on your lips. "But I'm not one to rush into things, especially when the circumstances are so… chaotic."
Charles nodded, his gaze never leaving yours. "I understand. Take your time. Just know that I'm not one to give up easily when I want something."
“I figured” You can’t help but chuckle. “I mean you hosted this event just to talk to me”
“Oh darling, you haven’t seen half of the things I can do if I put my mind to something” His voice was playful but you had a feeling that he was in fact not joking.
You found yourself both intrigued and cautious about the enigmatic man before you. Charles Leclerc's world was undoubtedly complex and filled with danger, yet there was an undeniable allure in his presence. The mingling crowd and the opulent setting seemed to fade into the background as the two of you continued your conversation.
As the night wore on, Charles shared more about his life, the intricacies of the power struggles in Monaco, and the delicate balance he had to maintain within the world he inhabited. He spoke of his family's history and the responsibilities that came with their name, all while maintaining an air of charm and charisma that was impossible to resist.
You, in turn, shared your own story, your dreams and aspirations, and the reasons you had come to Monaco in the first place. The more you talked, the more you realized how different your worlds were, yet there was an undeniable connection between you, a spark that refused to be extinguished.
As the gala continued, you couldn't help but wonder if this chance encounter with Charles was meant to be more than just a twist of fate. There was a magnetic pull between the two of you, and despite the chaos and danger that had initially brought you together, you felt a growing curiosity about the man who had hosted this event just to find you.
The evening came to a close, and Charles walked you to your cab, a sense of anticipation hanging in the air. "I hope you consider my offer, Y/N," he said as he opened the cab door for you. "I promise you, there's much more to discover about both Monaco and me."
You nodded, still cautious but undeniably intrigued. "I'll keep that in mind, Charles. But for now, I have a lot to process."
Charles leaned in closer, his lips dangerously close to yours. "Take your time," he whispered before placing a gentle, lingering kiss on your cheek. "Until we meet again."
As you watched him walk away, disappearing into the night, you couldn't help but wonder if your path had just taken an unexpected turn into a world of secrets, intrigue, and a love story unlike any other. Monaco had revealed its hidden depths, and you were about to dive headfirst into the depths of the unknown, with Charles Leclerc as your guide.
The cab pulled away, leaving the gala behind, but the memory of that night lingered in your mind. You knew that the road ahead would be filled with challenges and uncertainties, but you couldn't deny the thrill of the journey that lay ahead.
As the city of Monaco glimmered in the distance, you couldn't help but feel that your life had just taken a thrilling and dangerous turn, and you were ready to embrace the adventure, no matter where it might lead.
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▵▿— Sorcery Class
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Pairing: Shu Yamino x fem! Reader
Category: Suggestive, hints of the saxophone dance at the end
Warning: Sussy sussy you straddling Shu, sussy sussy Shu giving you hickeys, just sussy sussy
Summary: Shu was teaching you about sorcery and potions but when you were starting to doze off, he thought of a way to help to stay focused.
A/N: Hardest part was trying to figure out what question about sorcery I can put in lol
no actually the hardest part was pressing that “post” button and showing this to the world 💀
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“Alright, show me what you’ve been practising on.”
You sat on the tatami mat opposite Shu in his sorcery room. You had always been captivated by his ability to use sorcery and had been practically begging him to teach you some. For the past few weeks, you had been practising some simple sorcery skills that Shu had taught you, and today he wanted to see your progress.
With a quick circular movement of your wrist and a flash of flames, you summoned a Shikigami. The thin sheet of paper the shape of a doll was clamped between the two fingers you held out. “How’s that?” Shu gave you a smug smile. “It seems that you’ve perfectly mastered summoning Shikigamis.” You beamed happily at your achievements. “So what will you teach me next?” “How about I teach you how to make some basic potions?”
So here you are, stuck in his room, trying not to fall asleep as Shu rants on and on about the chemical properties of each potion. You were at first excited to earn about this, but the way Shu was explaining everything for hours on end like a speaking encyclopedia was not really enticing. Your eyes started feeling heavy as you leaned your cheek against your palm. You were starting to give into your tiredness when you felt your chin getting lifted up. Your eyes darted open to see Shu leaning close to your face. “Hey… are you sleeping during my class? Weren’t you the one all hyped up about me teaching you sorcery?” You felt your cheeks heat up due to the close proximity. And by “close proximity” I mean close enough for you to count his long onyx-coloured lashes.
You tried to look anywhere but his face as you tried to reason your way out of this. “Sorry… I just didn’t get enough sleep last night… And you had been talking for a long time now…” Shu looked at you with his amethyst eyes. “Well, whatever the case is, I’ll be testing you on this tomorrow, so I’d recommend you stay focused… Or if you can’t stay focused on your own… I can make you pay attention.”
That offer caught you unprepared. You turned your head to face him, eyes staring at each other. What did he mean by “I can make you pay attention”? You didn’t really know, but if it would help you get these chemical properties of the potions into your brain, it was worth a try.
You had never thought you’d experience straddling Shu’s lap as he teaches you sorcery, but here you are. Every time Shu sensed that you were starting to space out, he’d give you a kiss on the neck or shoulder, leaving you all flustered. To think Shu would be able to do something like this… What in the world did Vox teach him?
Before long, it was already nighttime.
“Alright let me ask you one final question before we take a break. Why do we need to use special flames with sorcery embedded in them instead of normal flames when making potions?”
“Because the special flames can work the effect of the ingredients?”
Then, without warning, Shu pressed his lips on your shoulder. And you were biting your lip to suppress that embarrassing noise in your throat threatening to come out as Shu worked wonders on your shoulder. By the time he lifted his head up, your shoulder was covered with little red spots. “Good girl, you did so well focusing in my class.” Shu gently pushed you backwards, till your back was pressed against the tatami mat and Shu was above, pinning you down as his knees were stationed between your legs. Shu bumped his knee towards you, earning a small whimper from you.
As he looked down at you with a mischievous smile on a face and lust in his eyes, he spoke. “Now that class is over, how about we take a break…?”
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boytumms · 6 months
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This video but of a boy with a pumpkin growing out of his cunt, pinned to the ground with the owner of the garden leaving sand to make the growing process easy on his stomach. His skin is reddening the more it grows but with the sadistically gentle care given to his belly and his belly only, it’s smooth all around like a balloon
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OOO YESSSS IVE SEEN THAT VIDEO!!! Those pumpkins are so absolutely massive, that poor boy’s tummy would have to stretch so much to hold something so big and heavy. The pumpkin grows huge in a matter of weeks, weighing 150+ pounds by the time it’s fully grown. His belly is swollen and lumpy, the shape of the pumpkin clearly showing through his paper thin skin. His organs have all been pushed aside to make room for its growth and the poor thing can barely breathe around such a large solid object.
His skin is red and angry, veins visible on the stretched flesh and covered with stretch marks. His belly button has popped out and pulled flat over the taut surface of his tummy, his navel having stretched the most of all. He feels like his belly is always at its limit, but everyday it somehow manages to stretch a tiny bit more. It’s so painful he can’t stop moaning, constantly rubbing and clutching at his swollen sides, the front of his tummy having grown out of reach weeks ago.
He begs the farmer to cut the stem so the pumpkin stops growing, but his cries go unheard. The giant pumpkin contest is still a month away, and the farmer won’t cut the stem until the hour before it starts. When the day finally arrives, the boy looks like he has a fully grown man curled up inside him. The stem is cut after four months of growing, and it takes 5 men to lift his tummy up and load him into the truck.
At the contest, he and 2 dozen other boys all swollen and moaning around their giant pumpkin filled bellies are judged by weight. Unluckily for the boy, his wins in the heaviest pumpkin category, a whopping 300 pounds for the fifth year in a row. After his farmer is handed a big blue ribbon, the next contest can finally begin: which boy can push out his pumpkin the fastest.
Each boy is given a drug that kick starts labor, sending them into the throes of birth within minutes. Each pumpkin weighs well over 200 pounds each, and their bellies have stretched so thin their muscles are practically useless. The fair is filled with pained moans, cries, and screams as they desperately fight to push the massive pumpkins out of their tummies, all suffering through agonizing contractions as their bellies strain and squeeze despite how weak they’ve become. The fair is in town for two weeks, and many of the boys will take that long to give birth.
Those who are unable to birth their pumpkin are taken home and dumped back into the farmers field, left to scream and sob and push alone. They kick and thrash and beg for help as they push and shove the top of their tummies, anything in desperation to get the pumpkin out. But their bodies are too weak after weeks of fruitless labor, and they can do nothing but cry in pain, stuck giving birth, suffering through endless contractions until the pumpkin rots inside them, finally becoming soft enough to push out.
Only for the farmer to seed them with a new plant for next year’s competition.
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You can also buy a physical pair of important blue checkmarks as an enamel pin or a sticker if you’d like to flaunt your importance in real life.
If you’re having issues with any of the paid items on Tumblr, please make sure to select “Paid options” as the category when filling out a Support request, so we can address it as quickly as possible.
We’ve also rolled out a new user sign up page if you’ve got friends on Twitter who would like to come to Tumblr and try to use the same handle.
Replies on posts are now prevented from posting if either side has blocked the other. Previously, replies were only prevented from posting if the post author was blocking the blog trying to post a reply.
We’ve improved the error messaging in the new post editor on web if there’s an issue with your video upload.
🛠 Fixed
Fixed an issue that was preventing queued posts from being published over the last 48 hours; the vast, vast majority are now published, or were sent to your Drafts.
We’ve fixed several visual glitches in the new post editor on web that could happen when selecting more than one content block or changing more than one text block at a time.
Fixed an issue on web in mobile browsers that was sending people to a “demo” blog when tapping on the “Edit Theme” button in blog settings.
Fixed an issue on web that was causing posts to be shortened incorrectly in some rare cases, for people with the “Shorten long posts” Dashboard preference enabled.
The “View” button in the post success message on web will direct you to your blog’s queue if the action you took was queuing or scheduling a post, instead of trying to take you to the post itself.
We’ve also fixed the share icons from being stretched horizontally in the “Share” menu via the post success message on web.
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duckprintspress · 7 months
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You find a store that has the most YOU aesthetic you've ever imagined, like, you'd happily buy anything in the entire place. They have stickers, bags, cups, shirts, pins, key chains, so many different categories of Thing In A Style You Adore. AND. The owner says everything costs the same amount, and you can afford it! BUT! You can only get ONE THING. OH NO WHAT DO?
There are so many more than 11 categories of THING, so if you vote others, tell us what your OTHER is in the tags or comments! <3
(and before anyone asks, I left "book" off on purpose, cause this is about aesthetic/looks, so like, that doesn't really apply to books...)
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vinceaddams · 1 year
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Top 5 hand-stitches
(I'm answering for construction stitches, my top 5 embroidery stitches would be different.)
1. Whipstitch. What can't it do? SO versatile! Felling seam allowances, doing narrow hems, putting linings in, etc. And there's other really cool stuff like the rolled whip gather, which is also basically just a whipstitch! (I considered putting le point a rabattre sous la main on this list, but I think I can just include it in the whipstitch category, especially since I often don't end up with the little pricks of stitching that go through all the layers and show a bit on the front, unless my buckram is really thin.)
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2. Backstitch. Strong! Useful! If I'm completely hand sewing a garment then the main construction seams will be backstitched. I also use it to do stuff like set coat & jackets sleeves, because some things are just annoying to do by machine. (image source)
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3. Buttonhole stitch. I like the look of hand sewn buttonholes so much more than machine sewn ones. And it is useful for other things too, like bar tacks to reinforce the corners of openings. It's also used around the ring portion of Dorset wheel buttons, and you can do detached buttonhole stitch to do stuff like those Dorset knob buttons I've put on some of my shirts. (And yeah, detached buttonhole is arguably a different stitch, but whatever.)
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4. Running stitch. I gotta be honest, I don't like running stitch for construction seams at all, it just feels too flimsy. (I can understand how it would be good for long seams that don't take a lot of strain, but still, the closest I'd be comfortable doing is a running backstitch.) But it's useful for lots of other things! I use it mostly for basting, and I do a lot of basting. I like to baste my seam allowances down before I flat fell them (wether I'm felling them by hand or machine), and it makes it so much easier, and I end up with a more even result. Same goes for narrow hems. It's especially great for felling the seams on shirt & nightgown sleeves, because having a tube of fabric wadded up around the presser foot while full of pins is awful.
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It's also great for gathers, and I like it for topstitching edges if I want it to be more subtle than machine topstitching.
5. Herringbone stitch. I don't use this one super often, but it's great for when you need something to still have a bit of movement. I used it to finish the seam allowances on my Nelson undershirt back in 2017, because they were done that way on the original, and it's held up surprisingly well. I've also heard that unlined summer linen coats can be finished that way, which would be neat to try. It's nice for pants hems if you have access to a serger, because it lies nice and flat and isn't very visible from the front.
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It can also be decorative, like on these mitts I made back in 2013 holy shit that's 9 entire years ago oh my god. (Please ignore all the construction techniques in the linked blog post, they're awful.)
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Thanks for asking!
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shandian-go · 10 months
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[PRE-ORDER] MDZS x Nan Man She - Forest Music Merch
Deadline: June 30, 2023 at 9:00 PM EST
How to order
If you have never joined one of my group orders before, please read the Guide + FAQ and register before signing up!
To order, please go to the Order Site, select the ‘Pre-Orders’ category and browse for the item you’d like to order.
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koolbadges · 2 years
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We've been hand making button badges in the UK for almost 20 years & we send our badges all over the world. Thousands of designs to choose from.
Check out Kool Badges online
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dcsart · 4 months
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Some older buttons I found in my inventory today while doing orders. Very limited stock available so get them while you can! I want these to go to good homes!
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letomills · 11 months
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Twelve outfits for @digisims2′s Dummy Thicc body shape. All are enabled for AF, most are enabled for EF as well. All have fat and preg morphs and low to reasonable polycounts (especially if you stick to block feet).
They span all clothing categories, giving you 1 to 4 options for each. Combined with the outfits from Digi’s original post (and Agnes’s very versatile suit), you should have enough to fully dress a few Dummy Thicc sims without overt redundancy.
Swatches and details under the cut.
All recolors are standalone and BSOK’d.
1. Gimme Stitches Bustelo Outfit
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Mashup of @yuichen’s Gimme Stiches sweater, Kayleigh’s Bustelo jeans and Maxis high-top sneakers. For AF & EF, categorized as everyday. Polycount: 2,306.
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2. Capris Pin Up
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Gelydh’s Pin-Up Capris outfits + Shannanigan’s recolors. For AF & EF, categorized as everyday. Polycount: 2,040.
These outfits were also recolored by @mrs-mquve-cc​ here. And they can be found for Maxis-sized TF-AF-EF here.
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3. Asia At Odd Hours
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Vereiya’s Asia At Odd Hours dresses (based on Gelydh’s Oriental and Overground dresses). For AF only, categorized as everyday & formal. Polycount: 2,346.
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4. Jacqueline Dress
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@serabiet’s Adele Jacqueline outfit. For AF & EF, categorized as everyday and formal. Polycount: 2,170.
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5. Bustier Lingerie
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@mrs-mquve-cc’s recolors of Bruno’s Bustier Lingerie. For AF only, categorized as underwear. You’ll have to choose between a block feet mesh and a sexy feet mesh. Polycount: blockfeet: 2,170 // sexyfeet: 6,526.
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6. Intimates
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Bruno’s Intimates in the original colors + a selection of @mrs-mquve-cc recolors. For AF and EF, categorized as underwear. Same mesh as the bustier lingerie above, choose between block feet and sexy feet.
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7. Dividing Hearts PJs
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@yuichen’s Dividing Hearts PJs, in the original colors and in @datapeach‘s recolors. For AF & EF, categorized as sleepwear. You’ll have to choose between a block feet mesh and a sexy feet mesh. Polycount: blockfeet: 2,344 // sexyfeet: 6,922.
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8. Tie Bikini
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@rented-space’s 3t2 Tie Bikini in @mrs-mquve-cc’s recolors. For AF only, categorized as swimwear. You’ll have to choose between a block feet mesh and a sexy feet mesh (different from the underwear mesh, had to adjust mapping). Polycount: blockfeet: 1,948 // sexyfeet: 6,526.
(Contrary to what you might believe after a quick viewing of Digi’s set, this bikini is not already included in Digi’s set, at least not as full-body swimwear with multiple recolors and block feet option.)
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9. Swimwear Sporty
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afbodyswimwearsporty in Anna’s blue recolor + 7 more I made based on it. For AF & EF, categorized as swimwear. You’ll have to choose between a block feet mesh and a sexy feet mesh. Polycount: blockfeet: 2,024 // sexyfeet: 6,602.
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10. Leotard
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afbodyleotardsimple in recolors by Kate from Parsimonious (on this page), Maxis (+ black tights edit by me) and Emosims (textures found here). For AF & EF, categorized as athletic. Polycount: 2,152.
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11. Leotard Leg Warmers
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afbodyleotardsimple combined with Maxis legwarmers (made pantless and recolored by Spacedoll here). The bright leotard colors are by Kaputt-Geliebt, the legwarmers’ colors I made based on Spacedoll’s colors. For AF and EF, categorized as athletic. Polycount: 2,292.
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12. 8-button Coat
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Yuxi’s 8-button coat (find all Yuxi’s stuff here) in the original colors + @mrs-mquve-cc​’s recolors (did I mention that I love mrs-mquve’s recolors?). For AF & EF (even though I forgot to get elders to model for the swatch), categorized as outerwear. Polycount: 4,174.
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Please let me know if you find any issues. I’m curious to see how many people are interested in this body shape. I intend to make more clothing for it in the near future, as well as correlated skins. Edit: skins are here.
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netherworldpost · 5 months
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Today's Ramble via List
Yesterday I mentioned that we weren't going to be able to do notebooks or planners.
Several hours later I had the idea: "The reason we are not doing these things is not because they can't be done, but because it isn't right for us. But the research and development is done. Why not just release it?"
I have since deeply fallen in love with the idea.
I've added a new blog category segment (temporary name "Public Domain R&D") and whenever I get in my feelings about not being able to do something, I can have a useful outlet.
I'm immediately a lot less salty about.
So many.
Things.
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Envelope shapes, keychains, enamel pins, buttons, print on demand t-shirts, rubber stamps, window clings, and I'm probably forgetting about 100 other things.
I love research and development (a bit too much for my own good)
I can't tell you what printer to use or what vendor to go through because that requires a metric ton of consulting to understand what your business vs budget vs risk tolerance vs timeline vs etc-resource-list is.
I can. However. Get In My Feelings that window clings only have a generalized lifespan of 3 months instead of permanent (FEELINGS), so, say, "these are not right for the Post, but here is what I felt they could be for."
Yes. Good.
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The entirety of my success comes from a few factors, heavily focused on:
I will gladly listen to back office production crews info-dump for literally years about their machines, formats, measurements, etc.
I'm a pain in the ass to front office sales crews who are looking to close deals with only a reasonable number of questions asked.
The Post is designed to be the culmination of all the decades of nonsense There Is a Heavy Editing Process of what we're going to do which is both stressful (I want to do everything) and frustrating (I want to do everything... again).
This solves. A lot.
We are "a media company" because it enables us to do a lot of stuff.
I love that I can add "public R&D projects" to that list of stuff.
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anarchywoofwoof · 8 months
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hello, thank you for being here
for those of you who have never visited this blog before and those of you who like my silly little posts each and every day, welcome!
i'm making this pinned post because my follower count has jumped recently, spurred by a mutual, site-wide hatred of mitch mcconnell.
my name is biddy. that is a nickname that i earned by being known for accidentally pushing the wrong button at a previous job... many... many times. my pronouns are literally whatever i do not care. by default, i go by he/him/his but feel free to use whatever floats your canoe.
i am anarchocommunist from the midwest. i believe radical change is needed to our society and that we are already living on borrowed time thanks to the wealthy elite and their government sponsors who ignored climate change for 3 decades.
i was born in 1990 and my retirement date is 2053. as i grapple with the stark reality that i will never have the fortune of retiring and that the world we know will no longer exist by then, i intend to make a furious number of posts about the following things on this blog:
my searing, deep and intense hate of capitalism and the type of society that it creates
my belief that All Cops Are Bastards and the abolition of police and prisons
my wide variety of mental illnesses, the methods i've derived to cope with them
shitposts. lots of shitposts and memes and hahas and hehes and hohos.
if you have to ask yourself "is this sarcastic/ironic/deadpan humor?" the answer is probably a profound, loud and echoing "yes." however, i will aim to be clear about when i am simply being an asshole and when i am addressing something from a serious perspective.
lastly but most certainly not least, if you belong to any of the following categories of human being:
Conservative/Republican
Trump Supporter
Homophobe
Racist/Bigot
TERF
Science Denier (Anti-Vax, Climate Skeptic)
Intolerant Religious Zealot
kindly go fuck yourself and get off my blog. may our paths cross in the midst of the revolution. until then, eat shit and die.
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