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starkerfestivals · 4 years

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StarkerFestivals September Shuffle

Hey guys! The StarkerFestivals Summer Bingo has come to a close so we have info for the next event which has been named StarkerFestivals September Shuffle.

The goal for the event is to fit as many tropes into one universe as possible!

How does this work?

A calendar for September with possible prompts has been created for this event.

A text based version of the prompts will be included under the Read More cut.

Each day has two possible prompts to choose from. Participants can pick and choose the prompts from the calendar.

The number of prompts can be daily, weekly, or however many you wish to include to tailor the work to your liking. This can be posted as one single work or as multiple pieces all linked together in the same story.

(So for fanfics, this can be one completed fanfic or it can be a multi chapter fic that gets updated whenever a prompt is completed)

This also means that participants are not obligated to pick a prompt for every single day, but pick and choose whichever prompts they find appealing. The goal is to fit as many prompts into one work and to have fun with it!

What are the rules?

Starker has to be the main pairing/end goal pairing. As long as the main pairing and/or end goal is starker, other pairings are 100% welcome.

This event is open to everyone but we discourage minors from choosing prompts that are NSFW.

Tag @starkerfestivals or use #SFSeptemberShuffle for this event’s works.

AO3 collection for this will be SFSeptemberShuffle

Please tag accordingly. Applicable trigger warnings should be added to each appropriate chapter or work.

There is no word count limit or maximum. Write as much or as little as you’re comfortable with.

Mood boards, artwork, edits, head canons, are all welcome.

If it’s cracky by the end, that’s awesome! We love fun and wacky stuff to enjoy. If you manage to make it cohesive and it works together flawlessly, also awesome! Tailor this event to how you want to do it, don’t think about what expectations others might have.

More information/examples for the event can be found under the Read More. If you have any questions, please feel free to DM any of the mods or a send a ask to the blog.

Text Based Prompts for September:

1.Canon Universe OR choose an AU

2. ABO OR Secret Identity

3. Fake Dating OR Walk in Nature

4. Mild Injury OR Sharing a Bed

5. Sex Pollen OR Daily Bugle

6. Heavy Petting OR Secret Dating

7. Mutual Pining OR Getting Together

8. Drug Use OR Misunderstanding

9. Caught Having Sex OR Bath Time

10. A Wild Ex Appears OR Heat/Rut

11. Daddy Kink OR Halloween Prep

12. Pumpkin Spice Everything OR BDSM

13. On a Mission OR Cheating

14. Awkward Sex OR “Where did you come from?”

15. Bottom!Tony OR New Scar

16. Cooking Disaster OR Spit Kink

17. Bladder Control OR Little Space

18. Swapped Bodies OR Sexting

19. “Send Nudes” OR “I’m sorry, my phone died!”

20. Butt Plug OR And Now There Are Vamps

21. Scared of Storms OR Spider Gag

22. Incest Kink OR Temporary MC Death

23. “Please, I don’t wanna die!” OR Public Fingering.

24. Break Up OR Safe Word Use

25. Cause of Death: Second Hand Embarrassment OR Hate Sex

26. Love Confession OR Shower Sex

27. Giggly Kisses OR Argument

28. “You Hurt Me” OR “Let’s Watch 365”

29. Minor Character Death OR Movie Night

30. Strip Tease OR Marriage Proposal

What if I'm not writing fanfics?

Other content is welcomed as long as they are linked in the same universe. So for example, an artist can create one art piece with as many tropes as they want, or they can create a series of art pieces like a comic. The same can be done for moodboards. As long as the prompts occur in the same universe, it'll count for this event.

This is a bit confusing… Can you give some examples of how to do this event?

Say your goal is to get every single prompt filled. You would need to plan on how to fit each prompt into a single/multi-chapter fic.

Say, your personal goal was to do the prompts you like and nothing more. You would need to plan on how to fit them all into a single/multi-chapter fic.

Maybe you spend the entire month working on a one shot, where you fit all 30 prompts into one chapter.

Maybe you write a 30 chapter fanfic, posting once a day to get each prompt.

Maybe you fit 7 prompts in one chapter, and post once a week.

Maybe you only like 2 of the prompts out of all of them. So your personal goal is to fit two tropes into a single fic by the end of the month.

Maybe you like some tropes but not others. Say you like days 1-6 but not 7 or 8. So your personal goal is to get a chapter out with days 1-6 and think about 9-30 later.

Whatever you want to do, at whatever pace and whatever challenge level you want!

What happens if I miss a day?

Whatever you want to happen! You can skip that prompt if you want, or incorporate two prompts in one chapter, or plan to upload only one chapter that week with all the prompts. No big deal, it’s whatever you want.

#starker #starker event #SFSeptemberShuffle #mod post

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ari-simmer-stories · 4 years

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ARI SIMMER’S SAVE 3.0 UPDATE|| NEW SIMS, NEW WORLDS, NEW STORIES!

H E L L O U - E V E R Y B O D Y!

Today I bring you the update of my save file that I was working on in the last few months (Modifying and adding many things from the new packs) and I hope you enjoy (And love)... My save 2.0! ♥

▶ First, a few explanations:

- Most of the lots are not made by me, so the credits are from their respective builders, I just gathered the lots on the various worlds of the game.

- This save uses all packs from The Sims 4 to " Tiny Living Stuff Pack” although you can try to use it if you don’t have all but may lose its essence.

- Please don’t reupload my save and claiming as yours, I took the trouble to collect lots, create all families, create stories and more.

- The Townies (Homeless Sims) are creations of the wonderful @LuisitoSimmer01 (On Twitter) Or @autumn--lover here.

▶ What does it include?

- The remake of all the worlds of the game (including vacations worlds), lots of new families with unique stories and lots of drama, clubs, unique sims, new neighborhood descriptions, relationships between sims, diversity (LGBT, ethnic, age, and supernatural sims like vamps, alien, spellcaster or witches, and famous sims) and more.

▶One showy to the worlds and their stories:

Willow Creek:

“To simple sight Willow Creek looks like a calm town... But between his inhabitants more than one hides a secret... Founded by the family Hamilton, Will these families to create a cozy environment for your sims?.” (MORE PICS)

Oasis Springs:

“Founded by the family Stone, Oasis Springs continues in a fight between preserving the original style or modernizing the town ... Will this desert town be able to be the home of your sims?.” (MORE PICS)

Newcrest:

“A small town to the suburbs of the big city, though Newcrest is more known by his community lots still there persist families that refuse to leave the place ... Will you join to them?.” (MORE PICS)

Magnolia Promenade:

“Magnolia Promenade! The commercial district for excellent, this is the place to which you must come if you need to spend something of money! Do you come in?.” (MORE PICS)

Windenburg:

“Oh dear Windenburg, founded by the family Degener, is a town known by his attractions (And mysterious) historical sites, You come to visit or to live?.” (MORE PICS)

San Myshuno:

“San Myshuno's big city! In her one finds a great variety of personalities... You can find the love of your life or yourself ... Do you dare to live in the big city?.” (MORE PICS)

Forgotten Hollow:

“Forgotten Hollow's mysterious and dark villa, was founded by the family Straud centuries behind, Would you live in so shaded place?.” (MORE PICS)

Brindleton Bay:

“Brindleton Bay... A beautiful town on the coast, the inhabitants of this one prefer the rural life... Well, the majority, What lifestyle will you choose?.” (MORE PICS)

Del Sol Valley:

“Del Sol Valley! Better known as the city of the fame, in this city you were finding your favorite artist! Who will be you? Fan, famous or hater?.” (MORE PICS)

StrangerVille:

“Welcome to StrangerVille! A small village in the middle of the desert... Where something strange is happening... Have you seen the strange flora? Or do the villagers seem too happy to you? Encourage yourself to discover the mystery of the town!.” (MORE PICS)

Sulani:

“The beautiful archipelago of Sulani! The best place for a long vacations or to live in tranquility... Come and enjoy the beautiful reefs and beaches, or know the beautiful native culture... Do you come to visit or stay? Anyway... Welcome!” (MORE PICS)

Glimmerbrook:

“The small town of Glimmerbrook... Strange things happen in this one or... magic things? Okay... What’s clear is that it’s a lovely forest... It seems to take you to another dimension... doesn’t it? You dare to live a magical life?” (MORE PICS)

Britechester:

“Oh college life... Will you join the modern Foxbury Institute or the classic Britechester University?... Whatever your decision, or their decision, this neighborhood offers you a variety of accommodations to live the college experience, as well as going out to demonstrate the pride of the university, Dragon or Lobster?” (MORE PICS)

Granite Falls:

“The mysterious forest of "Granite Falls" offers a variety of options to spend it super cool! Camp? Outdoors? Probably a cabin?.” (MORE PICS)

Selvadorada:

“Welcome to Selvadorada! Discover the latin culture, prove the gastronomy or if you are more adventurous explore the jungle and nearby ruins! Do you take risk or prefer just discover the culture?.” (MORE PICS)

▶ With celebrations created by me in the calendar of seasons!:

I have created different festivities in the Sim calendar to make your game more entertaining! Some typical others not so much... The calendar is set to last 14 days per season.

▶ Mods Recommendations (Optional):

- Maps Replacements By NoirSims HERE

- LUMIA DR BODEII Lean By LumiaSims HERE

- Some skin default for example: HERE

▶ Final Notes:

- I hope you really enjoy my Save and pass me your screenshots and questions or comments to my Twitter: @simmer_ari .... I will read you! ! ♥

- Again a huge thanks to all the Simmer and creators who made it possible for me create this save! Love u guys! ♥

- Remember to love it is to share! I will be uploading updates from time to time, it is something that takes time and work, have patience I will, I really enjoy creating this save. ♥

SAVE DOWNLOAD (MEDIAFIRE): HERE

Remember, just copy and paste the archive in your save folder ( Electronic Arts/The Sims 4/Saves)

#TS4 #TS4SF #SAVEFILE #AriSimmerSaveFile #mysavefile #ts4cc #SIMS #Save

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chouetteffraie · 5 years

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Just Shy of Decadent [Dazatsu Halloween Week - Day 1]

So, it’s still the 24th for me, but the mods gave the all clear to start posting and I’m a little excited so.... :discord eyes emoji:

I like to think of it as a spiritual successor to my previous vamp fic The Art of Decadence but you don’t have to read that one to understand anything here. I just didn’t like the vampire au ending without romance because I want my boys to be HAPPY dangit

Also, fair warning: my version of vampires are 1. Sexy and 2. Basically follow Sims logic. What can I say, I love hot vampires

Anyway I hope you enjoy this! This is actually my first time participating in a ship week (I was always too busy to do the other ones) so I’m super excited!!

Also have this lil meme I made because I think I’m funny and I’m bad at writing horror

Without further ado, here’s my day 1 entry! (Placed under a read more because it got kinda long)

Day 1- vampire // “It is impossible to say how first the idea entered my brain; but once conceived, it haunted me day and night."

Atsushi was leaving. Dazai didn’t like that one bit.

Every day he gained more space in his dresser drawers, more free hangars in his closet, and the small backpack slowly swelled as more clothes were cleaned and packed away. While he sat in bed and watched the dusky night sky slowly bleed out for the morning sun to rise, waiting for Atsushi to return home and collapse into bed, Dazai often stared at the pack as if it were an intruder, gaze pointed and hostile. If Atsushi noticed these glares when he finally stumbled in the door, shaking his head at Dazai’s offered neck and falling on the sheets, he never commented on them.

That was another thing Dazai noticed and detested. Why, all of a sudden, was Atsushi refusing his blood? Dazai could tell he wasn't feeding properly lately, with his outings getting more frequent and how exhausted he looked all the time, yet he was refusing his own supply of food every night. In fact, he was running away from his personal food source- why was that?

Not every vampire had access to a human stupid enough to offer their blood freely. Atsushi was lucky to have such an offer. Really, Dazai thought, scoffing under his breath, he should be more grateful! After all, Dazai did take the boy in and feed him for months now.

His thinking was backwards, he knew. For somebody to want a vampire to drink from them was...unconventional. But what could he say? He liked the pinprick of Atsushi's fangs piercing through his neck and Atsushi's soft lips closing securely over the area. They weren't exactly warm, but they were comforting as he placed them gently beside his wound and refused to let a single drop go to waste. Dazai liked this part of him being needed and so cautiously taken care of, as if each drop were precious. The lightheaded rush he got when Atsushi drank his fill excited him almost like he was teetering on the brink of death with only Atsushi's gentle hands leaning him back on a pillow to save him. He knew Atsushi would never let him fall, so he allowed himself to indulge in being what Atsushi craved.

Hearing it play back in his head, Dazai couldn't help but agree with the dubious look that normally showed on Atsushi's face as he saw how much Dazai enjoyed volunteering his blood. He was a bit unusual, he supposed. It didn't matter much. Dazai was never one for conventions, anyway.

Sleepy footsteps in the main room of his apartment caught his attention, a near-silent click signaling Atsushi’s arrival. Dazai could hear him stumble clumsily as he toed off his shoes and trudged to their shared bed, a quiet grumble slipping out about the trouble he had that night.The mattress dipped a few moments later and a solid weight fell beside him, not providing any warmth but drawing Dazai closer all the same. An exasperated sigh seemed to echo in the otherwise silent apartment as Atsushi braced himself for the oncoming back and forth.

“Hungry?” Dazai asked, offering a smile so devious it put Atsushi’s own fanged grin to shame. Atsushi shook his head and pointedly turned away, making sure Dazai got the message that he was not interested in feeding. Refusing to give up, Dazai bent and nuzzled his own face gently into Atsushi’s neck, putting on a pout he couldn’t see. “C’mon, Atsushi-kun, you’ve worked so hard...give yourself a break.”

“I’ll be okay,” Atsushi insisted, making no move to push Dazai away. “I don’t need to feed every day, and I’ll get more soon enough.”

Dazai frowned at that. “Ah, about that…” He trailed off, tightening his hold on Atsushi. Barely tilting his head, Atsushi peered at Dazai through one half-lidded eye. “How long will you be gone? I’ll miss my roommate when he’s on his vacation.”

Atsushi stiffened, turning his head so his face was burrowed in the pillow. The arms underneath it clutched it tighter, tight enough that Dazai would worry Atsushi was trying to smother himself if he needed to breathe. After a moment, Atsushi relaxed himself before saying, “I wouldn’t wait for me, Dazai-san.”

“What’s that? I couldn’t hear you, the pillow is muffling your voice,” Dazai proclaimed, trying to pry Atsushi’s face away. He had no such luck and let out a ghost of a sigh. “It almost sounds like you’re telling me that this is goodbye.”

Again, Atsushi was silent, yet Dazai could nearly hear him sift through his words carefully to find the right ones. The longer Atsushi took to choose the more apprehensive Dazai felt, his stomach churning and his face soon twisting into a grimace. When Atsushi began to speak, though, his words were awfully bland and curt. “Well, I have to find food somewhere.”

“Yes, I understand that,” Dazai responded, pressing his nose to the spot Atsushi’s pulse should be. As dense as ever, Atsushi paid no mind and continued.

“And the people here are sharp. They’ll have figured me out soon.”

“Hmm, that does sound like trouble,” Dazai hummed before trying to cuddle up even closer. He was a step below desperate, the kind of gnawing feeling that made him want to yell at Atsushi and tell him that he was here and willing to be used.

Let me be what you crave, he pleaded internally. Or am I not human enough for you?

Atsushi sighed before turning in Dazai’s grasp so he was facing him. “I feel like you aren’t taking this seriously, Dazai-san.” When he spoke, the moonlight glimmered against one of his fangs, pale and alluring. When he shut his mouth, Dazai felt the resentment bubble up for a brief moment. Quit leading me on, Atsushi-kun. Such a tease.

Allowing his expression to lift, Dazai merely shrugged. “You’re right,” he answered instead, listening to Atsushi’s groan before shutting his eyes. He knew Atsushi wouldn’t be sleeping tonight- the hunger pains normally kept him up, and although Dazai never let him know, Atsushi was too restless to allow him any sleep. This way, though, he had an excuse to keep his grip on Atsushi tight, keeping the boy close before he was chased away by the rotten people in the city below.

The bag was packed tighter until eventually it looked as if it would burst. Atsushi started lingering in the middle of rooms, small. fond smiles on his face. The times Dazai caught him, he’d hold himself back, watching from a safe distance as Atsushi prepared himself to turn to the next chapter of his life. The thought of being a secondary character, never to be mentioned again, left a bitter taste in Dazai’s mouth. He gritted his teeth every time.

One morning, Dazai was pulling on his vest, the golden light streaming in through the windows and telling Dazai that he was at least an hour late to work. Atsushi sat up in their bed, sleepily watching him as if he thought Dazai couldn’t see him in the mirror. Without turning around, Dazai asked, “Are you enjoying yourself over there, Atsushi-kun?”

“Hmmm?” Atsushi asked, dazed.

“Oh, nothing. It’s just that, normally, people prefer to watch others remove their clothes. Or is that backward for vampires, too?”

The comment took half a second to get through to Atsushi, but once it did, he was a sputtering mess. After fumbling around, hands reaching for something and finding no purchase, he grabbed the blanket and pulled it over his head. “What- that’s- inappropriate, and-”

A deep chuckle interrupted his stammering. Atsushi peered over the blanket at Dazai, who was now looking at him over his shoulder. “Well, how am I supposed to know about vampiric fantasies?”

“That is not what was going on just now,” Atsushi insisted. Dazai only gave him a dubious look before moving to swing his long coat over his shoulders. When he walked past Atsushi, he grabbed the edges of the blanket and pulled it over Atsushi’s now-exposed feet, looking up to meet his eyes once more. He stood there, stooped down and captivated in that violet-gold sea, before he was hit with the gut-wrenching reminder that Atsushi was days away from leaving one night and never returning. What made things worse was that Atsushi didn’t tell him when he was planning to leave, and the fear of starting an eternity of coming home to an empty apartment was almost more than Dazai could take.

He considered sitting on the edge of the bed and forcing Atsushi to hear him out, convince him to stay. However, he knew how it would play out: Atsushi would smile and nod before telling him not to worry and reminding him how late for work he was. He was becoming an expert at brushing Dazai off gently, something Dazai didn’t know he’d be proud if it was him who served as his teacher.

Instead, Dazai cleared his throat and patted Atsushi’s leg awkwardly before turning to leave, hoping he’d be in the same spot when he got back.

Dazai came home early that night to find Atsushi getting ready to head out for the night. In the pale moonlight, Dazai noticed how sickly he looked. Atsushi was no longer a ferocious creature of the night with fangs ready to hunt; instead, he looked tired and weak. He looked surprisingly human, weary from a day’s work.

But by the human definition, Dazai was useless, a waste. To a vampire he was needed, a renewable food source with an appetite to be reminded of his own terrifying mortality. If Atsushi was no more human than he, well...Dazai didn’t like to dwell on the what-ifs, especially when they involved Atsushi ditching him for anybody else.

Atsushi gave him a weak smile as he tried to brush past him and venture onto the street, but Dazai stopped him by grabbing his shoulders firmly. Carefully he guided Atsushi back to the couch, pushing him down on the cushion and removing his jacket and vest. Atsushi watched, confused, before he tried to stand back up. Dazai grabbed his wrist with one hand and used the other to unbutton the top of his shirt, pulling one shoulder down to expose more skin. Dazai watched Atsushi pull his bottom lip between his teeth, eyeing the newly exposed flesh. When Dazai tugged on his wrist he didn’t put up a fight, though he didn’t move any closer to Dazai’s shoulder like he surely wanted to.

“Go ahead,” Dazai invited, tilting his head. “You need your strength. I can tell.”

Cautiously, Atsushi leaned forward and placed his own hands on Dazai’s shoulders as his hands dropped from Atsushi’s. Casting a weary glance at Dazai, Atsushi leaned forward and gently pierced his skin, right on the pulse point where Dazai was beginning to notice two small dots regretfully fading away. Dazai raised a hand to rest on Atsushi’s waist as he waited for him to drink his fill- for a moment, he hoped Atsushi would nearly drink him dry so he could use that to guilt him into staying. However, Atsushi abruptly pulled away, wiping his mouth hastily and looking away in shame.

“H-hey, what’s-” Dazai started, jolted out of is dizzy daydream before it really began.

“I don’t want anymore,” Atsushi answered, shutting his eyes tightly.His hands withdrew from Dazai’s shoulders- Dazai only pressed firmer against Atsushi’s waist. Voice shaky, breathy even, Atsushi added, “Thank you for feeding me.”

Slowly, Dazai scanned Atsushi in the dark, a frown slowly dragging the corners of his mouth. “But you’ve barely had any, Atsushi.”

“I have enough reserved, thank you.”

The shortness behind his words sent the dread in Dazai’s stomach fluttering, and he tried to push Atsushi closer to him in response, offering his neck again. Atsushi stiffened, trying to resist Dazai without being rude and battling the emptiness in his core that Dazai’s blood had begun to fill. “C’mon, Atsushi,” Dazai tried to coax, reaching his other hand to brush Atsushi’s hair to the side. “Just let me do something useful before you leave-”

A sharp cry echoed in the otherwise silent apartment as Atsushi shoved Dazai off of him. Bewildered dual-toned eyes watched Dazai for his reaction, staring into a gaze as confused as his own. Before long, he slanted his eyes and clenched his fists, nearly growling before he finally broke the quiet between them.

“Would you quit saying that?” With a harshness Dazai didn’t realize Atsushi had, Atsushi tried to hold Dazai in a contemptuous gaze before tears pushed their way to the surface. “You’ve told me a million times how all you’re trying to do is ‘be useful’ to me and I just wish you’d quit selling yourself short! Besides,” he paused for a moment, holding back a sniffle. “I don’t want to leave you thinking I left because you didn’t serve a purpose for me, or something.”

Stunned into silence, Dazai watched Atsushi bring up a hand to wipe at the few tears that managed to fall. Inspecting his hand, Atsushi let out a gentle laugh at his own expense before his gaze trailed down to the threads on the couch. He picked at one aimlessly, hoping to avoid eye contact, suddenly embarrassed.

A bittersweet smile stretched across Dazai’s face, looking more like a grimace to Atsushi. “Why would you keep me around if I were useless, then? You can’t tell me having a personal blood bank wasn’t convenient.”

“I didn’t keep you around for convenience,” Atsushi persisted, venom dripping from his tone as if the idea were abhorrent. So like him, Dazai thought. How human of him to think so. “I wasn’t even the one who kept you around- you were keeping me.”

“If I remember correctly, I’ve been nothing but supportive of your decision to drop everything and run,” Dazai countered.

“Well, maybe,” Atsushi responded, back to picking at threads on the couch. “But...you were the one going through all the trouble. Hiding a vampire, offering your blood after every bad night.I need to leave, Dazai-san, before I cause anybody else any more trouble.”

Dazai merely nodded, turning his head to stare at the wall in front of him. He wanted to tell Atsushi that running wasn’t the answer he needed- that he could stay and work things out, that a life of hiding out at night with Atsushi and keeping him happy and fed sounded just fine to Dazai- but he knew that he was the last person to give such advice. After a pause, Atsushi let out a scorned laugh, turning to see what interesting thing had caught Dazai’s attention and unsurprised to find nothing there.

“What trouble do you think you’ve caused me, Atsushi-kun?” Dazai mused just as Atsushi opened his mouth. Any defeatist remark Atsushi had ready fell flat and he drew his knees to his chest, curling in on himself as if he were trying to disappear.

“I just said,” he answered, voice muffled as he hid his face in his knees. For a brief moment, the air in the dusky apartment was stagnant, a stark contrast to the thoughts bouncing through both men’s heads. A bitter stalemate between the two loomed behind them, threatening them with the future neither of them wanted yet providing no reasonable escape. Atsushi wasn’t ready to let go of his fear- with his knees curled up to hide him from the world, he barely looked ready to acknowledge it. Dazai thought the same could be said for his pride; should he let go of that, he worried he’d fall deeper and deeper into decadence, allowing the love he so desperately craved to tear down the walls he meticulously built and wreak havoc on his very being.

But he was proven wrong when he realized how close he was to losing Atsushi for good. So, with no other option, he swallowed the lump in his throat, taking his parasitic pride with it.

Atsushi heard him move before he felt him, the rustling of the trench coat Dazai didn’t have time to removed breaking the silence before the couch dipped beneath his weight. A hand gently fell on Atsushi’s knees, warm and comforting. Atsushi could practically feel the blood rushing beneath Dazai’s skin; after all this time of dealing with the man’s suicidal tendencies and dangerous mission, he had learned to use it as a reassurance that he was alive and safe and here. Bracing himself, Atsushi carefully looked up at Dazai with wide eyes.

They were drier than Dazai expected, though they were just as conflicted as he thought they might be. With a sigh, Dazai turned and gave Atsushi the smile he normally used to cheer him up. He felt a softness that was normally never there, and judging by the way the belligerence subsided behind his ametrine eyes, the gesture didn’t go unnoticed.

Comforting another was a foreign action to Dazai. He spent his time observing the rest of humanity, watching from afar. He did the understanding, yet he was never understood. That barrier was almost always in front of him, a one-way mirror of isolation that prevented him from learning how to make that connection. Now, he resented this as he burrowed in his mind for words of solace that wouldn’t leave himself feeling stripped bare and vulnerable.

“Atsushi-kun,” he started, not wanting Atsushi to think he had nothing to say and was merely waxing confidante, “Have I made you feel unwelcome?”

Atsushi sniffled and looked away. “Of course not, but I don’t want to overstay my welcome. You’ve been to kind to me...I need to leave before I leech off of you even more.”

“I’m not a kind man, Atsushi, and I’m not quite sure where you got that idea,” Dazai admitted. He averted his gaze. “I used you to feel more human, and all it did was help me realize that in that subject you would always surpass me, despite being fundamentally…” Trailing off, Dazai snuck a look at Atsushi’s face, pleased to see he was merely looking on in interest and not sadness. With another sigh, Dazai continued. “The point is, I didn’t bring you in with selfless intent. I thought you could help me fill a hole I didn’t know how to fill.”

Deep in thought, Atsushi hummed before nodding. His chin hit his knees a few times before he said, “I kind of liked it. Being needed, that is.”

“So you knew?”

“You could say that. I had my suspicions.”

Like a child caught with his hand in the cookie jar, Dazai watched Atsushi with wide eyes, his mouth agape. Atsushi chuckled and slowly lowered his legs, swinging them back over the end of the couch to avoid kicking Dazai. After a moment’s thought, he leaned down to rest his head gingerly against Dazai’s shoulder. His voice small, Atsushi asked, “Did I help at all? Did I help you fill the hole?”

Dazai leaned his own head down so it was resting on Atsushi’s, silver hair tickling his cheek. HIs hand clutched at his chest as if he could feel his heart for any patches and he resisted the urge to hum in contemplation. “I don’t know,” he started. When Atsushi’s shoulders slumped, Dazai quickly added, “But I think it’d get bigger if you left.”

When Atsushi made no effort to move, Dazai resolved to sit still until the end of time, determined to keep Atsushi next to him. Too soon the boy stirred, however, and Dazai nearly spoke his protests when Atsushi asked, “Can I make a request, then?”

Dazai didn’t know how to say he would willingly die for Atsushi, so he nodded dumbly instead. With a soft smile, Atsushi asked, “Can we start this again? Do it over, only this time we stop trying to use each other. Is that...okay?”

There was a sparkling hope in Atsushi’s eyes- no, in his entire being, sparking off his fingers like fireworks and threatening to light Dazai up with him. It was all Dazai could do to not sweep Atsushi off his feet and make a million promises he wasn’t sure he could keep- though he knew he’d damn well try. Dazai managed to hold himself back, save for the goofy smile that spread across his face. It felt too big and awkward, foreign to his lips. If he didn’t know any better, he’d worry his face would crack. Yet it drew out a similar grin from Atsushi, and Dazai decided that, if that were to happen, it would be for a noble cause.

Not wanting to ignore Atsushi, Dazai finally nodded. His voice came out softer than he anticipated, barely above a whisper. “It’d be...more than okay,” he said, as if his pleasure in the idea were a sacred secret. “I’d like that a lot, actually.”

Dazai may be terribly decadent, but he wasn’t foolish enough to let such a wondrous opportunity slip between his fingers. He beckoned Atsushi closer, allowing them both one last indulgence before the real work began. This time, when Atsushi slowly drew away, he kept him locked in his grasp.

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Ya girl loves some vintage/history stuff, can I request what Tae was like during the 1920s? Where he enjoyed going? If he secretly enjoyed alcohol during the prohibition? What sort of clubs he went to? Etc..? And maybe a bonus for what Yoongi was like/dressed like during that time ❣️ -chaotic anon 💃🏼🎶🎶

Girl me too djdjdj anon I rlly just 😩💕 enjoy your presence

Okay so (oh my god this is going to give me a strOKE writing this, I’m going to start foaming at the mouth and my eyes are going to ROLL INTO THE BACK OF MY HEAD) *cough* aNyWaY

Vamp!Tae during the ‘20s includes; 100% the typical fashion—the cinched, high-waisted slacks (his waist? SNATCHED!) with suspenders, definitely wore the little vest with the chain of his pocket watch slung across his side, suit jacket to match the vest n’ slacks, he wore a tie and preferred the newsboy hat during the day—he looked very proper during the day; dashing, exquisite. He would wander through the towns during the day, enjoying coffee to stay warm to the touch, in and out of shops, he would gather books from the library (some he never returned) and he would do some independent studying, he even compelled his way into a few college classes from time to time.

But at night, he shed the jacket, loosened the tie, and popped the first button on his dress shirt, a little scandalous at the time, even for a man. A dark look and an alluring smile beckoning you to the corner table of the speakeasy where he most definitely drank during the prohibition. He liked going to the speakeasies, even if he didn’t always drink, he would just go to chat and enjoy some tunes. He had a way with picking up people; he was suave, a smooth talker, he knew all the best—and of course, illegal—spots to drink, also all the best spots to walk through at night, he would talk for hours and share his knowledge and theories, amusing people with his stories. He had an array of...friends, you could say, he’s not picky about gender and he certainly wasn’t during the ‘20s, it was all hush-hush of course, he had a reputation. He was well known because he was handsome, smooth, educated, talented, mysterious and he rubbed palms with the well known, high class folk of the town—some even thought he ran with a gang—but he didn’t, he did, however, enjoy playing and betting with them during card games in these illegal bars. He almost always won, putting quite a price on his head—but even they liked him too much. A lot of people did, you could say Tae peaked in the ‘20s; he bounced around a lot, he got to experience the ‘20s in a variety of cities where met a variety of people, he enjoyed all of the favorable things the ‘20s had to offer—he loved the evolution and progression of society, how loose, and fun, and new it had all become—under the looming fear everyone shared, ya know—but he loved it. He had always loved art but this is where his love truly bloomed and he started taking up painting more seriously, he put time and effort into it, studied it in school. There are a few of his nameless paintings of his out there, all produced and sold anonymously—so no know but him knows where they are now.

So, you could say he partied like Gatsby, but Tae being Tae, took things seriously at times, he followed his love for art and music, his need for knowledge, he did make some nice, genuine friends during this time as well, he lived life as it came and floated through it doing whatever he desired.

Witch!Yoongi, on the other hand, kept more to himself during this time, holed up in his own house, doing the same thing he does today—studying, creating theories, he’s always on the hunt for something. He dressed the same during the era, though he favored skipping the vest and just wearing the suspenders and a jacket, he hated the tie so he never wore it—some thought that was a little odd and informal. People thought him to be a recluse, and he was, though they assumed he worked under the table for someone; a gang, a mod, some top shop boss because of all the research he did and how little people knew about him, and how unfriendly he seemed. People were always curious about his friendship with Tae, because they were quite different people from each other but they talked an awful lot, and what about was hush-hush too.

They always shared knowledge, debated, and talked theories, Tae had even helped Yoongi with some of his research at times. “What does he do with all of his time? Why doesn’t your friend come out with you? And why is he so...reserved?” People would ask Tae, and he would chuckle and shake his head, “He’s not one for the social scene, that man has dedicated his life to knowledge, but he’s not bad once you get to know him.”

On the nights, or even the days, where Tae would successfully convince Yoongi to come out with him, they would get rowdy. Tae and Yoongi would gang up on people, pick arguments, debate with them, challenge their knowledge and most definitely do this while destroying them during card games—how many tables were flipped? Too many to count. It’s all fun and games until someone gets a little too butthurt and pulls a gun, Yoongi laughs in their face, Tae isn’t far behind him with a sinister chuckle, his tongue darting out to lick the corner of his lips, the fun is just starting now, Tae was always itching for a rush during the ‘20s. Yoongi challenges them to pull the trigger, taunts them with words of encouragement and insults, before they pull the trigger Tae comes in swinging, and a bar fight starts—Tae and Yoongi manage to disappear before they get looped in for real, and they leave the scene behind them. They stumble down the street laughing and talking about the next town they’ll head to—because they travel together, and they always have.

((I hope there aren’t any typos fdsukfh I have a headache n my brain doesn’t wanna work right today))

#I don't know if this is what you wanted but this is what my brain produced #don't laugh at my fake deep knowledge #I'm all 'I lOvE tHe 20s!1!!!1' but I like the aesthetic from movies n shit #my brain blocked out everything I learned in my history classes #I just know that sometimes the 20s were lit as fuck n the fashion was A+#and also I love women n their badass self #asks #chaotic anon #vamp!tae #witch!yoongi #tagged; for future ref #must chat #?

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I’m taking the night off from sky-making because I’m actually ahead of “schedule” and because I’m getting sort of disturbingly obsessed and playing my game for a bit instead, so while it loads, I write a bunch of replies. :)

These are for *deep breath* @penig, @holleyberry, @esotheria-sims, @acquiresimoleons, @kayleigh-83, @didilysims, @tamtam-go92, @dunne-ias, @strangetomato, and @eulaliasims. (Which doesn’t look like a long list, but there are multiple replies for pretty much all of the above, so....Yeah. :) )

penig replied to your photo “Dear Diary, Like wow! I got my first kiss and lost my virginity in...”

Bang it out...I see what you did there...

SOMEONE UNDERSTANDS ME! *heart* :)

holleyberry replied to your photo “And here’s the other one I really wanted: Just a grassy, flat horizon...”

Maxis neighborhood specific ones would be great too.

How do you mean? Like, made from panoramic pictures of specific neighborhoods? It’s an interesting idea, actually. I’d have to reinstall those neighborhoods to do it, though. Unless someone wants to volunteer to take pics for me. ;) Even so, I’m not sure I could get the scale right. Scale is a definite issue with these things. It will never be right, actually, but the most noticeably out-of-scale things on them are definitely buildings, when compared to the size of an actual, in-neighborhood building.

Speaking of Maxis, though... I’ve been fooling around with making some flat horizons to actually match the Maxis terrains, but it’s proving difficult. The scale issues are pretty bad. :\ I mean, like I said, these things are always going to be out of scale with the actual in-game houses and whatnot just because it’s the nature of the beast, but I’m trying to minimize that as much as I can. For some reason, it’s just not working very well with the Maxis terrain textures. I’m hoping to be able to make it work, but right now it’s not looking good. :\

esotheria-sims replied to your photo “Man, I’ve put a lot of work into this one. :) Like *checks time* about...”

Wow, just wow. This has got to be one of the coolest and most realistic skybox recolors I've seen around (though the 'realistic' part doesn't really come as a surprise, considering the source material :D) I'm extremely tempted to turn Strangetown into a miniature pseudo-Arizona town now.

:D That’s pretty much what I’m doing for retro-Strangetown. Because it amuses me to make the town Roswell-esque. Roswell’s in New Mexico, not Arizona, but the terrains in the two states are pretty similar. About the only difference, overall, is that (southern) Arizona has saguaro cacti and New Mexico doesn’t. I think NM is not quite as dry as AZ, but they’re both part of the same big desert, really, so...yeah.

In any case, that sky is one specifically meant for retro-Strangetown, for my own purposes. I also separated the horizon from the sky and put the horizon-only version on a lower layer so that the horizon can be used with any sky. So, the place can have different skies at different times but always have the same surrounding terrain, for continuity’s sake.

acquiresimoleons replied to your photo “Sharon still had that flirt want, and I figure the only way she’s...”

I guess her time with the aliens was fun and she wanted to try it with an earthling

Hah! Yeah, maybe...although in my mind the alien thing isn’t sexual at all. Just a “bit” of genetic engineering. But it might’ve put crazy ideas in her head, nevertheless. :)

kayleigh-83 replied to your photoset “Will, attempting and failing at yoga. But hey! At least he was doing...”

Like juggling, Sims have a remarkable natural aptitude for yoga!

That, and the fact that if you’re a Sim who’s really good at playing the piano, you can also paint like Picasso. Wish it was like that in real life because I’d really like to be able to paint. I mean, I can do all right with digital painting so long as I can use custom Photoshop brushes so that I can just “paint” a shape with a single click. But with actual physical art tools and supplies on an actual canvas or piece of paper? Completely hopeless. *sigh* Although I do plan to take some art classes at the local community college when we go home to CO. I’m hoping to be able to learn something. :)

didilysims replied to your post “I’m having a bit of a dilemma. Need some input. :)”

Some download sites have an option to have individual files in a folder and you can download the entire folder, so maybe that's an option? But honestly whatever's easiest for you is fine. I want 'em no matter what! :D

On SFS you can upload stuff in folders, and then downloaders can choose to download individual files from within the folder. That’s how Lowedeus uploaded his recent batch of skies. I’m thinking that might be better for folks with slower internet connections or those who know they don’t want every sky and want to pick and choose. I’m going to make a photo album on my Livejournal space with at least one pic of every sky, that such folks can reference in order to decide what they want. I’m thinking I’ll do a folder as well as a single file with everything in one, for people who just want everything and who have the internet bandwidth to download it all within a reasonable amount of time. That ought to cover all the bases, I think.

didilysims replied to your post “You used to use a bite neck mod for vampires. Do you still use it?...”

Cool ideas! I definitely want to steal the no food for vamps plan! Part of me also wants to steal the turn/kill randomization too, but I know I would be so sad if someone had to die. :(

Yeah, I can understand that. I’m just not overly-sentimental about my pixel people. Actually, I get far more attached to the pets than I do to the human Sims. So, I don’t have problems with killing Sims when the random number generator says to kill them and/or to have them die of illness thanks to RealSickness. And sometimes...Well, sometimes a population just NEEDS culling, especially because I let Sims breed as they will. In such neighborhoods, when I’ve got vamp residents, I’ll usually bump up the chance of bitten Sims being killed as population control. BUT! If you wanted to try it out, you could say they can only bite/turn/kill townies that you don’t really care about. :)

tamtam-go92 replied to your photo “Will decided to skip class, so I sent him off to the park that I...”

Lol, I have a sim that has three bolts with a guy with the same face template too xD

There’s always that one gorilla-faced dormie! :D I actually don’t mind that template at all. If you breed ‘em with a Sim with the right features to sort of soften the gorilla-ness, the kids are actually pretty darn cute. Usually chubby-cheeked and full-lipped but not as extreme as the gorilla-face. I have a weakness for chubby cheeks, myself. :)

tamtam-go92 replied to your photo “As if spending most of his time yakking with dormies wasn’t enough...”

I LOVE the tiles!

Yeah, they’re pretty cool. Maxis, too, since those made-over Academie Le Tour buildings I use are all CC-free, and I see no reason to make them otherwise, for the (relatively) short time that Sims live there. I think those tiles came with Nightlife, IIRC...

penig replied to your photo “Alien pregnancy doesn’t stop Sharon from being a complete nerd. It...”

You say "complete nerd" like it's a bad thing.

Nah, not bad, per se. Just reminds me too much of me when I was young and way too serious and not-fun for my own good. Being a complete anything can be a bad thing, after all. There was so much I missed out on when I was young because I was so focused on being a superior student and then on my career. The former actually didn’t have that huge of a positive impact on the latter. And I sort of gave up the career path I’d planned on to focus on raising my kids -- which I hadn’t planned on having -- anyway. So, in the end, all that seriousness and nerdy and sort of arrogant scholasticism had no real net gain and, like I said, made me miss out on experiences that probably would’ve been greatly enriching both personally and professionally. So...moderation in all things is my philosophy now. Which isn’t to say that I’m not a nerd at all. I mean, an encyclopedic knowledge of Star Trek as well as a nerdy fascination with arthropods kind of clinches that. But I don’t strive to be a complete nerd anymore.

dunne-ias replied to your photoset “So. I made skies. Like, *cough* 30 of them. So far! Above is a...”

I find it hilarious that you "need to get your butt in bed now" when you live where you live compared to where I live and it's actually approaching MY bedtime.

:D Yeah, being nocturnal and living on the US west coast and going to bed around noonish my time does sort of put me on the same sleep schedule as normal diurnal people in especially the more eastern parts of Europe that are 9 or 10 hours or so ahead of where I am. Like you, for instance. :)

penig replied to your photo “Oh God, not you, too, Will! Just sitting there, not playing chess,...”

Replace the chairs. They're too comfy.

See, that’s the thing. Those same chairs are used in other places in the dorm, not just at the chess table. Yet they choose the ones at the chess table, even if they have to walk past other iterations of the same chair to get to it. It’s weird. I can’t figure it out.

didilysims replied to your photo “The cow mascot was wandering around, doing her thing. Must hurt to get...”

Eh, they're just cheap plastic. Look at the tacky shine on 'em.

Well, yeah, but cheap plastic can still hurt if it pokes you hard enough!

...OK, that sounded vaguely dirty somehow. :)

kayleigh-83 replied to your photo “The cow mascot was wandering around, doing her thing. Must hurt to get...”

I love those mascots, such shit disturbers!

Y’know, I’m actually not a huge fan of the mascots in general. I find them more annoying than anything, same as I do Crumplebottom. Usually, I ban them with the Visitor Controller. For some reason I decided to let them torment dorms (they’re still banned in private on-campus residences, where it seems less appropriate for strangers to be barging in to do strange things) for now. I’m sure they will become annoying enough to ban them again, but for now...Yeah, they’re amusing me. And hey! The cow mascot’s sprinkler prank gives the germophobes something to do, with all the mopping. *eye roll*

strangetomato replied to your post “Later that night...”

I will never be tired of the silly date gifts.

It’s actually one of my favorite things about the whole dating thing. They make me laugh and/or they can sometimes be really useful. In fact, if they didn’t exist, I might not send any of my Sims on any actual, official timed dates at all. But since timed dates/outings are the only way to get the silly pressies, I do...

eulaliasims replied to your photo “Oh, God, it’s time to finish this thing. :P It’s campus housing, to...”

Apartment lots *are* a pain to furnish. Shift-key and dump identical bare necessities in each apartment is my method. At least the building looks gorgeous! I like the mix of windows. :D

Thank you! See, part of my problem with apartments is that I really can’t bear to furnish/decorate them identically. I really don’t know why. I mean, if I download an apartment lot with identically-furnished units, I’m perfectly OK with using them as-is. But, if I’m building the building, I just...can’t. I have to do them all differently. So, it’s like committing to decorating four (or more!) entire houses for one lot, and since furnishing/decorating is pretty much my least-favorite aspect of building...Yeah, apartment lots sort of intimidate me. Love building them. They’re fun to design/build. But the rest of it? Ugh, such a burden. :)

#penig #holleyberry #esotheria-sims #acquiresimoleons #kayleigh-83 #didilysims #tamtam-go92 #dunne-ias #strangetomato #eulaliasims

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2017 Nominee List (Final)

2017 Headline Nominee List

Video Awards Another Hero Award Giles is So Worried by double_dutchess Alone Now - Giles and the Scoobies by Gilescandy Paracelsus – Radioactive by Gilescandy Can't Take Me - Rupert Giles by Unlimited517 What He's Made Of; A Tribute to Rupert Giles by Laurtew Nathan Wallace - I Need a Doctor by lorelei80

Messin’ with Magic Award In the Depth of the Night by Gilescandy Give Me a Sign – Buffy/Giles by Buffy Summers The Call by Dojh167 Faster Kill Pussycat (Vamp!Giles/Vamp!Buffy) by polly1esther I Put a Spell on You by gwynnega Thought You’d Need Me by Gilescandy

Staring at the Sun Award Shine Your Way by Gilescandy Anthony Head, U R A Fever by Inspieos Anthony Head World's Most Handsome Man by I had my throat cut and all my friends abandoned me. Daddy Cool by tesinskal

Art Awards Qu’est Ce Que Ji’a Fait Award Standing in the Way by spikesredqueen Giles and Buffy Wallpaper by angelus2hot Vanp!Giles/Drusilla by angelus2hot Giles/Faith Cuffed Wallpaper by noelia_g Steampunk Giles by jacteest (5th under wallpapers)

Change Award Ghostrider by Wickedfox Portrait of Queen C and Her Close Advisor by mythichistorian Giles on Bike(Base 2) by 0_ruthless_0 Chained by Wickedfox Angel by jacteest (2nd under manips) Giles Back in Uniform by Jacteest (5th under manips)

Owning My Mistakes Award Demonday by ah-leee-sah (Elisa Friesen) Giles/Jenny drawing by Castalia Rupert Giles by laurelhach Two Become One (Giles/Ethan) by shirohime777 Be Still My Heart by Artema Punk Sorcerers by Castalia

Fanfiction Awards Giles Watcher Watchers Award It Raineth On The Just by beer_good Déjà vu by DHW (darkheartwalsh) Prodigal Son by DragonsPhoenix Reluctant Masquerade by xspike4evax Pointy Horns and Black Hats by Baphrosia Five Things Giles Regretted And One He Didn't by Glassdarkly (shapinglight) The English Patient: Seven Times Giles Visited the Hospital (and One Time He Didn't) by Punch_kicker15 Crossroads by sparrow2000 The Party by Gilescandy

Twosome of Cuteness Award Someone (Or, The Watcher's Night Off Continues) by feliciacraft You Make My Heart Sing by punch_kicker15 For the Souls of the Departed by Lost Girl Legacies by Littleotter73 Distractions by dollsome Vampire Love by Glassdarkly (shapinglight) Lover’s Noose by Gilescandy

Good Squirm Award Dressing Down by Psychoadept Favorites by Lost Girl Explanations by foxyn Comment!fic by witchway & skuzzpopper (Crazy for You But) Not That Crazy by mireille719 What He Needs by hello_spikey Where’s the Beef by Gilescandy

Dark Age Award Déjà vu by DHW (darkheartwalsh) For the Souls of the Departed by Lost Girl Too Unseemly by elizashaw Dressing Down by Psychoadept On Impermanence: Giles by Viggorlijiah A Brief Discourse on the Nature of Infinity by DHW

Rather British Award It Raineth On The Just by beer_good Prodigal Son by DragonsPhoenix Reluctant Masquerade by xspike4evax Pointy Horns and Black Hats by Baphrosia Five Things Giles Regretted And One He Didn't by Glassdarkly (shapinglight) Crossroads by sparrow2000 Too Unseemly by elizashaw Return of the King by foxyn The Head Award for Father of the Year by Protoneoromantic On Impermanence: Giles by Viggorlijiah

Uther Pendragon Pride Award The One Where Uther Has a Cow by Solarcat When the World Burnt (I Wasn't There) by Catherines_Collections Inbetween by littleotter73 Uther Isn't Evil (he's just proper) by chibifanwriter

Heart of Camelot Award Glorious Feeling by Nonisland The Necromancer by Ryne And the Legend that Followed by codesandearts

Sins of the Father Award pet, my pet by itachitachi Mix and Mingle by Sophy Possession by harlequin (julie) Fate and Regret by MsPen

Wicked Day Award pet, my pet by itachitachi Mix and Mingle by Sophy Possession by harlequin (julie) Fate and Regret by MsPen The Necromancer by Ryne

I Am Your King! Award The One Where Uther Has a Cow by Solarcat Glorious Feeling by Nonisland Ye Olde Exchange Portal by Twisted_Slinky Knights and Pawns by Protoneoromantic Return of the King by foxyn Mix and Mingle by Sophy Possession by harlequin (julie) Fate and Regret by MsPen The Necromancer by Ryne And the Legend that Followed by codesandearts

Other Characters Best Thig Since Rainbows Award Run by Expectoprongs Jealousy by smallsteps32 Something Different by BrosleCub12 One Moment by KerrAvonsen The Art of Lying by LJC Rescue by thisiszircon Halloween by GravityCanFly Assassin, Murderer, Monster by fantasybookworm08 VR9 by BitterSweetTeller

Imagine You and Me Award Only Rock-N-Roll by Protoneoromantic The Coffee Series (Coffee Crisis & Coffee Courtesy) by Kennie Loving the Villain by ericaj318 What Could Have Been by Repomannumber1

Gold Blend Award What Would Happen If We Kissed? by Angylsmuse and Orithain Please by Jay_eagle Every Good Boy Deserves by Blue Moon3

Legal Assassin Award Run by Expectoprongs With New Eyes You Stole My Heart by Kibalnu What Could Have Been by Repomannumber1 Assassin, Murderer, Monster by fantasybookworm08 VR9 by BitterSweetTeller

Behind Green Eyes Award Only Rock-N-Roll by Protoneoromantic for Ed The Coffee Series (Coffee Crisis & Coffee Courtesy) by Kennie for Coffee Guy Run by Expectoprongs for Nathan Wallace One Moment by KerrAvonsen for Oliver Sampson The Art of Lying by LJC for Oliver Sampson Rescue by thisiszircon for Oliver Sampson The Head Award for Father of the Year by Protoneoromantic for David Whele Halloween by GravityCanFly for Herc Shipwright Loving the Villain by ericaj318 for David Whele With New Eyes You Stole My Heart by Kibalnu for Nathan Wallace What Could Have Been by Repomannumber1 for Nathan Wallace Assassin, Murderer, Monster by fantasybookworm08 for Nathan Wallace VR9 by BitterSweetTeller

Additional Fiction Little British Award Things Undone by Brutti_ma_buoni I Am by Gilescandy Ned by redeem147 The Wedding Night by MerlinFicDriveThru The Moment of Truth in Your Lies by KrisEleven

Epic Award Duck, Duck, Goose by Protoneoromantic Magister 3: In the Season of Nightmares by Gilescandy Songs of Summerset and Midwinter by Pythia Uncertain Ground by Littleotter73

Mystical Convergence Award Snails Do It Differently by Mrinalinee Taken Away by Lucinda When the World Burnt (I Wasn't There) by Catherines_Collections A storm in a broken tea cup by Noelia_g And If My Love Had Never Let Me Go by DragonsPhoenix

Hydra Award Ye Olde Exchange Portal by Twisted_Slinky The Coffee Series (Coffee Crisis & Coffee Courtesy) by Kennie Return of the King by foxyn The Head Award for Father of the Year by Protoneoromantic

Over our Head Award Hercules Shipwright for Dad of the Year by Gilescandy

Special Awards Head-case of the Year Gilescandy - I nominate Gilescandy for organizing these awards and for all she does for the fandom all year long, especially her wonderful contributions to Summer of Giles and her downright inspiring vids.

il_mio_capitano - Il_mio_capitano has been a staple of the fandom for longer than most of us have been here. She was a mod of and now runs the Summer of Giles community each year, as well as producing excellent fiction for us to enjoy. Her continued commitment to our fandom has earned recognition.

Utherwasntallthatbad – Cassie not only keeps us all up to date on anything regarding Tony all year long, but she also works tirelessly to make sure the Headcase family doesn’t forget to do good in the world every year to honor his birthday. She is always the first to pass on news or just a smile via Tumblr or Facebook.

Head-space of the year

#headline awards #Anthony Stewart Head

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Making you guys look at my au! Look at it!

I’m compiling all my thoughts about it (it’s all mostly Bedman rn) into a Google doc. Don’t know if I’ll share it. It’s all illegible brain dumping.

#demon slayer #guilty gear #mod vamp does art #bedman #guilty gear bedman

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Vladimir - Accepted

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1. Mun information Preferred Name: Xochitl Age: 21 Pronouns: They/Them Timezone: CST Activity Level(Scale 1-10): 8 Discord: Password: Eric Cartman is a fatass 2. Muse Information Muse’s name: Vladimir [Switching Katie for him] Age: 16 Birthday: 26 May Height: 5’ 10" Sexuality: Pansexual Gender/Pronouns: Trans boy; He/him [ TW for Drug Use and Self-Harm] 3. Personality (two paragraph)

Vladimir is the type of person who prefers to maintain a low profile. He’s quiet and private, never really letting people to close into his personal life. He’s even gone out his way to keep his name a secret, meeting with teachers and authority figures beforehand to make sure his name is simply just “Vladimir” on every roster. He’s a man of mystery. There aren’t many details know about him and that’s just how he likes it. His secrets are only for him to know. His emotions are also hard to read. Vladimir has mastered the art of being stoic and aloof enough to rival Michael’s own detachment. He’s very hard to read and there is no real way to discern exactly what’s going through his head. Still, he’s a polite boy when it comes down to it. He is very loving with the closest of his friends and sometimes quite affectionate with them. He’s more open about certain aspects of himself with the Vamps, but, even they don’t know who Vladimir truly is. 4. Appearance (two paragraph)

Despite being fairly tall, Vlad is by no means a big person. He’s very thin, gangly, and even if he was put center stage, his presence would be very small. Being the private and quiet person he is, Vlad doesn’t try to attract attention to himself. His clothing is very mundane, consisting of subdued and neutral colors and no flashy garments, textiles, or statement pieces. He appears to often be swallowed by his clothing, most of it being over-sized on his thin frame as well as covering his entire body. It’s almost like he has an extreme distaste for showing any skin, because he does. His arms and legs are covered in self-harm scars and track marks from his drug use. They’re always hidden from sight, no matter what. All of his clothing is full-coverage, even his swimwear, leading to most people thinking that he’s just a prudish person. His skin, while tanner than most of his friends, is fairly pale and lacking in its natural coloration. It appears washed out, like if he’s constantly faint and sickly. His eyes are heavily lined with black and he always has a bit of a grey-black smoky eye. He has prominent dark circles that he likes to exaggerate with his makeup as opposed to hiding them. His hair is still the black-to-purple ombre color he had as a child and has grown to reach his mid-back. It is soft and silky, obviously well taken care of, and rarely tangles or knots. Run your fingers through and they will easily glide through the strands. He has various beauty marks on his face and body, most appearing from sun damage.

7. Name at least 5 headcanons

Vladimir is very much inspired by androgynous stars of the 70s and 80s. David Bowie, Robert Smith, Pete Burns, Boy George, Annie Lennox, Patti Smith…they are people that Vladimir idolizes. Their gender non-conformity resonates with the vamp and have been an important part in shaping who he is today. He emulates them in his fashion and overall presentation of himself. They paid no mind to gender roles and norms, so why should he?

While Vladimir’s parents are very loving, they’re also very absent. The two have corporate jobs that require them to work long hours and travel often, leaving Vladimir home alone more often than not. Because their constant absence was an integral part of Vladimir’s upbringing, he has grown to be a very independent and successfully self-sufficient individual. He’s currently working on becoming emancipated in order to truly feel like he’s on his own, just as he always has been.

Because Vladimir is horrible at expressing his emotions and being a private person with his entire being in general, he’s adopted some not-so-healthy coping mechanisms. He’s a self-harmer with a penchant for IV drug use, heroin being his drug of choice. He’s been using hard drugs for years after being introduced to it at 13 by an older girl he fancied and self-harming for longer. His arms and legs are littered in self-harm scars, track marks, bruises, and burns. They’d be obvious if he didn’t use his clothing to cover them up.

Vladimir has an obsession with Visual Kei bands from Japan. Especially Malice Mizer and Moi dix Mois. Their dark, aristocratic,and vampiric aesthetic really speaks to him. He finds them to be a way to indulge in his interests while also not straying far from his roots as a vamp kid. Mana is his above all idol and really embodies who he wishes he could be. While he isn’t a very emotionally available person, Vladimir does show more softness and vulnerability around the younger vamps. He is loving with all of the vamp kids in general, but it’s the younger lot that seem to get the most out of him. Vladimir has always had a soft spot for children, often opting to take the youngest of the vamps under his wing and teach them Vampir’s philosophy on his own. He’s closest to Allison, viewing her as a younger sibling more than any of the other vamps.

8. Write two decent sized paragraphs that shows how you would portray your muse

He’d been using for years now. The regular dose just didn’t the trick anymore and he was so, so desperate for that sweet euphoria, or the numbness, or anything that would release him from his despair. Even being thrown into a coma would be better than what he currently felt. Vlad’s world was imploding around him and he needed out. Shaking hands reached into his coat pockets, rummaging around until he felt the little baggie hidden within. This was nothing new, nothing he couldn’t handle. A little more won’t hurt him…

The room around his started to warp. Disorientation took over his body. He could feel his heartbeat slowing down. With every second, it became harder and harder to breathe. Some thing was wrong…something was very wrong. Whatever he got from his dealer wasn’t the usual batch. No, this was something much more potent. Purer heroin than he ever had before. All he wanted was a release from his pain. And now, he could feel his body slowly start to shut down. That release was coming like a freight train and he needed to stop it.

Shaky hands desperately searched for his cell phone, this was his only lifeline now. No one else here was going to help him. He needed to call someone, anyone. So long as they got his out of here, he didn’t care who it was. He pressed his most recent contact’s name and waited as the phone rang, speaking as soon as the other end picked up. “Mike…” The other’s name was shuddered into the phone, ragged breathing following after. He grasped at his throat, nails clawing down the skin as if trying to open up the trachea. Tears streamed down his cheeks as he struggled to speak. He was gasping, wheezing, doing anything to try and get the strength to continue speaking. “Mike…I…” His voice cracked. “…I think I’m dying…”

9. Any additional information you would like to add

The sample’s an excerpt from an RP so sorry it isn’t the same caliber as my usual samples!! orz

#accepted #sp vladimir #submission

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