#the previews suck im sorry
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eye size slider + head size slider;
I really don’t think anyone (even myself) expected that I’d be releasing this, but here it is - sliders that you can control to make your sims’ eyes and head larger!
EYE SIZE SLIDER
Infant to Elder
Unisex
Uses the Front and ¾ view Eye Corner > Left/Right Slot
Control by dragging the eyes diagonally
Replaces the EA Eye Size Slider (i.e. it’s a default replacement!!)
HEAD SIZE SLIDER
Infant to Elder
Unisex
Uses the Front and ¾ view Eye Corner > Left/Right Slot
Control by dragging the head up and down
Replaces the EA Head Size Slider (i.e. it’s a default replacement!!)
download (patreon, free) OR alt (sfs free)
let me know if there’s any issues!!
#s4cc#ts4cc#s4 sliders#ts4 sliders#g#goodies#the previews suck im sorry#i just wanted to share it asap#bc i'm so excited????
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you are everything and nothing to me
#hahaaa happy yuri now get ready for SAD YAOI#mha#bnha#mha fanart#bnha fanart#my hero academia#boku no hero academia#bkdk#bakudeku#bakudeku fanart#bkdk fanart#midoriya izuku#bakugou katsuki#my autism academia...#poof art#im actually kinda bad at drawing angsty things even though i really want to...#im sorry if it kinda sucks :[#inspired by no home chapter previews
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#i hate the way windows 11 previews folders so im sorry it sucks but theres nothing i can do abt it#this laptop came w windows 11 & i was afraid to revert in fear of messing smth up#senyuu#seasonal anime poll
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i learned a lot about subtitles today. mainly that i dont understand the standards or guidelines and that i did them in the worst way possible if i wanted to attach them separately to a twitter video. what a nightmare. not enough documentation. listen, dont be cute and overlap subtitle timings. spare yourself.
if you find yourself in a funny situation with exporting subtitle regions from davinci resolve and need to end up with an srt with no overlapping timecodes, download ttconv. my final message (passes away)
#talkzon#this shit sucks so hard lmao help i just wanted to put subtitles on things. what the hell man. what the hell!!!!!!!#''wow twitter lets you attach a srt file and its player natively displays them! thats so much nicer than hardcoding them for tumblr!''#yeah turns out the tweet preview =/= end result and its insanely picky about how that SRT file is formatted.#my fucked up ttml->srt file LOOKED fine but it wouldnt accept the tweet and turns out its because it refuses overlapping timecodes.#despite looking correct in the preview!!! right in front of my eyes!!!!#and it doesnt even give you a proper error message! its just oopsy whoopsy we did a fucky wucky!!! somethings wrong idk not gonna say what!#and then after my whole file conversion adventure you know what it does?#display my linebreaks properly in the preview and then eat my line breaks after posting. i put those there for a reason!!!#like i hope that website enjoys my 27 test uploads of an 80mb file! wasteful space on some server infrastructure somewhere! inefficient!#sorry about my nonwrestle breakdown im just really stubborn about accessibility features. zonfacts™
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jon B-I (too lazy to work on a decent background while drawing on my phone ok)
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TRAPPED - JJK
read preview. before
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you were trapped badly
you just couldn't understand where you messed up to have the Jeon jungkook obsessed with you. He was the type of guy no one wanted to mess with and you made sure to keep your distance and be practically invisible to just graduate peacefully.
oh how you wanted to laugh at that thought now
you were in your bed curled up, softly crying while clutching your phone which was blasting up with calls and texts from jungkook.
open the window pretty - 1:03 am
his text read. you closed your eyes shut tightly, a few tears escaping along the way. You knew you were playing with fire by not picking his calls up and not listening to him.
he was a monster
you still remember how he brutally beat up a guy for simply confessing to you. He almost killed him, if it wasn't for you crying and begging him to not do so.
And how could he just watch his baby cry over a stupid stupid boy?
of course he killed him.
but you don't know that.
slowly getting up from the bed you made your way towards the window and softly opened it-your phone still in your hand. Your eyes fell on the figure of jungkook leaning against his black sports car, his arms folded against his chest flexing his biceps. His eyes burning in anger looking directly at you; in contrast to his calm composure.
oh you were im trouble
you flinched when the phone in your hand started ringing and it was none other than him calling you while daring you to not pick up with his eyes.
picking up you couldn't utter a single word it was just your scared body, heavily breathing with a few tears escaping your eyes and dried up tears lingering on to your cheek, looking at him.
"you want a punishment that bad sweetheart?" his deep voice asked and you wanted nothing more than to slam the window shut and curl up in your bed praying he goes away.
"I- no" you pathetically stuttered and wished he heard you "I was asleep and didn't see your texts and calls- im sorry" you rushed to apologise after lying praying that he understands and leaves you alone.
"my baby was asleep, huh? sugar you can sleep all you want but at my place. I thought I had made myself clear"
"jungkook-" you sucked in a breath, his name tasting bitter on your tongue. how were you supposed to make him understand? "My parents won't ever allow that please"
"and you know i can make that no longer a problem"
this made your mind race at a hundred miles, what was he going to do? Was he going to-
"I'm giving you two choices, you either get your pretty little ass here or I'm gonna come up there and you know how that will end"
no no just no you felt like you could cry a river all over again, "please" you meekly let out while clutching your eyes tight
"so you want me to come get you" he nodded to himself and detached his leaned form from the car.
"no- l'm coming"
"that's like my good girl"
#always his good girl#no tag list sorry !#jungkook yandere#yandere jungkook x reader#yandere jungkook#bts#obsession#addiction#bts fanfic#yandere#jungkook x yn#sorrytookmesolong😭
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i HAVE to have peter sqloints official art as the preview for every top post on my profile forever. so sorry
og post:
people say "touch grass" as a joke but guys it isnt btw. ive been walking almost every day for like 2 weeks and now even though my life sucks the same amount i dont hate it as much. when ppl say exercise gives you long lasting endorphines theyre right. you dont even have to be walking TO anywhere. just walk around the neighborhood in circles doing fuck all or doing something on ur phone.
as im typing this im doing this. your life will suck the same amount but youll want to end it less if you walk around. and dont worry abt being embarrassed bc like whats more embarrassing. being sad all the time (cringe) or walking around being weird for 40 minutes.
and also idc if you just hate exercise btw i do too. but now that ive started it just happens. its one of my primary coping mechanisms. i just put on my shoes and go. if you have time to mope in bed for 40 minutes you have time to walk outside for 40 minutes. out with you now. go outside
#if you can obviously.#i know some motherfucker is gonna misinterpret this as being aggressive to x group of disabled people but you know damn well thats not what#im talking about#go outside dipshit
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you always have been
thinking thoughts. *ೃ༄ this is very self indulgent im not sorry <3 btw the formatting is terrible 😭 also this is 1.5k words im so proud of myself its literally the longest fic i've ever written
pairing: jj maybank x fem!reader
fandom: outerbanks
warnings: swearing, mentions of being drunk, reader kind of pushes jj away, insecure!reader, stressed out!reader, mentions of jj's trash dad, fear of abandonment, sort of a smau? science hw (yes thats a warning science hw sucks), love confession, hurt/comfort <3
jj's instagram is a mess. it alternates between pictures of random objects, pictures of himself, and pictures of our friends.
lately, all of his pictures have been pictures of him and the pogues at keggers and on the boat. without me.
the most recent one is a blurry shot of him and kie at the boneyard. his hair is dripping wet and kie is holding up a red solo cup, beer sloshing over the side. the caption reads, "my brst girl 😋 ilysn kier.carrera" its so misspelled its obvious hes drunk, even without looking at the picture.
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↳ comments
-> jb.wifirouter ong your so drunk. ↳ heywpope its "youre" not "your" 💀 and you're durnk too ↳ sarahcamer0n lmaooo durnk
-> kier.carrera lol ilyt jj 💀 ↳ kier.carrera wsit wring emoji ❤️
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i groan and shut my phone off. kie knows i like jj. she's heard me rant about him since eighth grade. its fine, though. i need to focus on school. i get up and silence my phone, putting it into a drawer at my desk before going back to the papers sprawled on my bed.
science isn't my best subject, but i need this extra credit to bring my grade up. and, no pressure at all, this stupid extra credit is due by monday, at its literally sunday night. at least its pretty easy. all i have to do is write an essay about newton's laws and how they function in the "real" world. i sigh and open my textbook to the page on the first law, inertia.
as im scribbling down the beginnings of the paragraph about f=ma, my pencil breaks. well, how fucking dandy. i get up and head to my desk to grab a sharpener, and i pass the mirror next to my door.
i cringe away, then force myself to look back. the girl staring back at me is... not kie. not sarah. she's wearing a big oversized t-shirt she stole from jj and some shorts. her nail polish is chipped and her hair is practically crying for escape from the worn scrunchie.
i tear my gaze away and grab the sharpener. the clock on my desk reads 11:11 pm. i remember something kie said about making wishes at 11:11, so i think, why not give it a try? i squeeze my eyes shut and hope my wish gets to whatever magical star angel being is listening.
after i finish my essay, its 12:23 am. i grab my phone from the drawer and see a flurry of texts and instagram notifications assaulting my lock screen.
i ignore the texts — six from kie and eight from jj — and click open instagram.
my homepage is filled with pictures of the pogues at the kegger they're at. i can't help the pettiness that surges up inside me and i click on jj's most recent story, a video of him, kie, pope, john b, and sarah screaming the lyrics to bohemian rhapsody around a campfire.
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you replied to their story
yourinstagram looks like you're having fun :)
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i feel slightly terrible, but whatever. every single kegger they've been to this past week, i haven't been invited.
a text notification comes down onto my screen. it's from kie. the preview reads "im soo sorru"
what the hell? i immediately click on the text and i almost start crying.
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kie kie ml ♡
bro so dnt be mad but like i accidentally told jj that u liked him
im sorry
answer me please idont want yu to be mad
i dd;t mean to i swaer
y/n?? are you mad??
y/n pleeaas answre
im soo sorru
bro wtf.
ik im sorry but we were playing truuth or dsre and plpe asked if i had acrush on anybody and i sadi no i didn't but ik you did and the n jj asked who and im sorry :)
:(*** SORRY
whatever. go enjoy your kegger.
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what the everloving fuck. i specifically told her not to tell anyone, especially jj, and she goes and tells everyone and their mother. i've gotten a flurry of texts from pope, john b, sarah, and other pogues i suppose are at the kegger, all asking me if it's true i like jj. and, speak of the devil, jj himself has been texting me nonstop for the past thirty minutes.
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golden retriever lookin' mf 😋
haha kie jus told me the funnist shut
wait is she for real
wait n/n yuo like me
like fr fr?
brp answer me pls
y/nnnnnn
are you asleepo r somethinh 💀
y/n if you dpn't answer rn rn im going ovet to yiur house
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shit. jj can't come over right now. i look like a mess, and now im fucking crying. my gaze drifts back over to the mirror; my eyes are red and puffy and tears are streaming down my face and dripping down onto my (jj's) shirt.
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golden retriever lookin' mf 😋
jj please dont come over just stay at the kegger and have fun
nooo y/n im already on my wsy so its fine
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shit shit shit.
i throw my phone across the room and scream into my bedsheets. the pogues already didn't like me anymore; they had been going out and having fun without for weeks now, and now kie tells jj i like him? my life is fucking falling apart.
a knock at my window wakes me up from whatever sad haze i was trapped in for the last twenty minutes. jj's peering in and he smiles when he meets my gaze. i shake my head and turn away from him.
no bother letting him in, he'll probably just tell me that he doesn't like me back and to never talk to him again.
another knock, persistent, sounds from the window. i sigh and turn back.
i open the window but leave the screen up, so jj can hear me but he can't get in. "go away, j."
"nooo. wait, why are you cryiinggg?" he asks, the booze slurring his words.
"nothing. no reason. go away, please, jj," i say, my voice cracking.
his face softens and he seems to sober up a bit. "n/n, please tell me what's wrong. i hate seeing you sad," he whispers. fuck. i can't, i can't with the fucking blue eyes and the soft looks and the whispers. i open the rest of the window, and jj climbs in.
i crawl under the covers of my bed and face away from jj. i feel the bed dip next to me and he lays a warm hand on my back. its so casual, so domestic, that i want to laugh.
"sunshine, what's wrong? is this about what kie said?" he asks, gently rubbing my back.
the dam breaks. tears start flowing out of my eyes and i started shaking.
"it is about what kie said. i like you, jj, i really like you. no, i- i love you! i love you so much. i've loved you since i first saw you in mrs. williams' science class in eight grade and you laughed when she said that iron was discovered by the hittites. and i know you'll never love me back because— well— look at me! im not like kie, im not like sarah. i'm just... me! and i've been trying to pretend like you guys going to keggers everyday without me isn't a big deal because, hey, i'm swamped with school, even though its fucking intercession. and i knew if i told you, you'd hate me and you'd never talk to me again," i sob into my pillow.
jj is silent for a few seconds, still rubbing my back.
"i love you too, sunshine. i've loved you for the entirety of the time i've known you. and, you're right. you're not kie or sarah, but you're you. that's what i love about you. you are unapologetically yourself. and i'm sorry for not inviting you to the keggers. i just, i knew you were swamped and i know you don't really like parties 'nd drinking and shit. and i just want you to know that im so proud of you, honey, and— jesus, y/n. you're the only one for me. you always have been. you're the person who's been there whenever luke did something shitty to me, you've helped me with my homework, and gosh, dare i say it, you've helped me be a better person."
he chuckles. i feel him press a kiss to the back of my neck and gently bring me towards him so i'm basically in his lap. he wraps his arms around me and lays his head in the crook of my neck. we stay together in a comfortable silence for a few moments.
i sniffle. "i'm sorry, j."
"you're not the one who should be apologizing, sunshine. i love you, so much. i'm sorry if i made you feel like i'd never talk to you again or like you weren't enough; you are enough. you always have been."
#jj maybank#jj maybank x reader#jj maybank angst#jj maybank fluff#obx#obx x reader#outerbanks#outerbanks x reader#jj obx#jj obx fic#outerbanks fanfiction#jj maybank hurt/comfort#hurt/comfort#fluff#angst#[🧸] dear diary
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𝙄𝙩 𝙂𝙞𝙧𝙡 ➩ 𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 2
You stood outside your dorms with your arms folded over your chest and feet thumping against the concrete. The breeze was heavy as you waited for Dev which caused you to wrap your shawl tighter over your chilled skin.
After that encounter with Aomine, there was an awkward and sort of hostile energy floating in the atmosphere of your room. You didn’t know what you could’ve done to make your roommate so cold towards you, but after a while, you couldn’t bring yourself to care about the matter either. So you got dressed, grabbed your shit, and left without a word.
“Hey, you okay?” You heard a voice come from beside you. Dev adjusted their jean jacket while quickly fluffing out their hair puff as they stepped closer. You peered up from your phone and nodded with a heavy sigh.
Dev gave you one look and frowned.
“It was that bad, huh?”
“So much for having a great roommate.” You mumbled, slightly disappointed. Dev sent you a sympathetic look as you guys walked towards the gymnasium, already seeing a swarm of people travel in your direction as well.
“Sorry to hear that.” Dev shook their head. “Both of them sound like complete assholes, honestly.”
“Yeah, but it’s whatever. I don't want to let them ruin my night. We’re going to have fun regardless.”
And you meant that. Though, if there were a problem, you would’ve preferred for your roommate to come directly to you to talk it out. But you're also not going to beg for an explanation, especially with how her attitude was set up.
You could hear the upbeat sound of trumpets and cheerleaders’ mantras as you walked in the gym’s double doors, and wow was the stadium huge. Basketball must’ve been the sport that brought in the big bucks with the way this place was looking.
Though, the downside was the place was so crowded that it was nearly impossible to find seats.
“Do you see anything?” You asked while craning your neck, but Dev shook their head.
“We should’ve come earlier. The stands fill up quickly, especially when The Generations of Miracles are playing.”
Your gaze slid to the side, and by some miraculous feat, you managed to pick up on two empty seats. Your eyes lit up as you tugged Dev’s arm and speed walked over there, but two guys abruptly shoved you to the side and sat down in the seats you had mentally claimed.
You sucked your teeth.
“Excuse me, but we were about to sit there.”
“Yeah? Well, you snooze, you lose.” They snickered while plopping down, fist bumping at their corny comment. You sighed before rolling your eyes.
“That was rude, especially because you pushed us.”
“Yeah? Well– ” The boy turned around to look at you but paused with wide eyes. “Oh, uh… sorry. We’ll leave.” The boy grabbed his friend by his hood and tugged him up so that you and Dev could sit down.
You raised your eyebrow before lowering yourself and Dev looked at you in disbelief.
“Tuh, If that’s not pretty privilege, I don't know what is.” Dev snorted before sliding down beside you.
“At least we got courtside seats.” You shrugged as you settled into the chair.
As you got yourself situated, you felt your pocket buzz and you quickly took out your phone. You sucked in a breath once you read the name that popped up. It was your ex from back home and you long-pressed the notification to see the preview.
hey, you really left without telling me? - delivered 8:15 pm
i know you see my texts. this isn’t funny. - delivered 9:49
can you please just answer me, baby… i swear on everything im sorry. - delivered 10:20 pm
You immediately swiped to the left and deleted all the messages that were on your lock screen. You weren’t about to open old wounds. This was a new start for you and you refused to let your past ruin it.
“The game is starting.” Dev nudged you and you slipped your phone back into your pocket as the lights dimmed. The upbeat music started playing again before strobe lights came and a spotlight fell on the entrance of the court.
“Oh, they went all out.” You mumbled with raised eyebrows.
“Introducing the Generation of Miracles!”
You were already aware of who most of the players were since you had seen them in the courtyard earlier that day, but your eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets once you saw the new member appear on the big screen in front of you.
“No freaking way.” You slowly spoke with squinted eyes. “That’s him.”
Dev turned to look at you in question. “What are you talking about?”
“Aomine plays for the basketball team?” You slowly turned in your seat.
Dev snorted. “Yeah, and he’s pretty good at it too.”
Dev suddenly realized that you never mentioned the guy’s name that had been giving you problems, and once she got wind of your unamused expression, the pieces starting sliding together. “Don’t tell me he’s the one that’s been messing with you.”
You plopped your drink’s straw in your mouth, silently sulking as you slid down in your seat.
series masterlist
#kurokos basketball#kuroko no basket#kuroko’s basketball#kuroko no basquet#knb#knb imagines#knb x reader#knb aomine#aomine knb#Aomine#aomine daiki#aomine headcanons#aomine x reader#aomine daiki x reader#kurokos basketball aomine#aomine fluff#kuroko no basket aomine#aomine daiki headcanons#aomine x you
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episode 5 thoughts:
- not the bell around his neck 💀💀
- ed looks so goofy i love
- pete definitely came up with the bell idea didn’t he
- something is so deeply wrong with every single character in this show <3
- i feel like it shouldn’t be that hard to accept buttons turning into a bird it kinda tracks for him
- i am so here for the jim polycule interacting
- oh yep there it was pete came up with the bell
- “the bar is on the floor”
- fuck yes con and nathan getting to have scenes together
- izzy taking the cigarette from lucius,,,, kinda gay 👀
- god i love stede
- ed is back in his depression robe era
- “oh hey friend :)” “OH FUCK YOU!!!!”
- lucius’ reaction to ed is definitely the most fair
- “i will let you push me off the ship” “…actually that could be huge”
- izzy tittes.
- “what did he say about me specifically?” oh izzy you poor man
- izzy slapping stede in the ass 😌
- stede shooting the sail was so fucking funny to me
- i love fang so much he’s so special to me 😭😭
- izzy and stede’s dynamic >>>>
- HORROR EPISODE?!?!?!???
- HELL FUCKING YES CURSES AND BODY HORROR FUCK ME UPPPPPP
- stede is slaying so hard in his cursed shit
- “i did a punch 😀”
- “that shit is decadent”
- why is izzy watching stede check himself out 🤨
- “i once watched a crew gouge their eyes out over a curse” “sounds like syphilis” …what.
- pete using the phrase “living rent free in your head” was goofy to me
- i love pete so fucking much!!! oh my god!!!!
- “but i never hear anything about the fact that you lived” …….holy shit.
- polycules who fight curses together stay together 😌👊
- oh yes, renowned non-superstitious man of science, frenchie
- so true always remember to thank the fairies
- knife parade 💀💀💀
- “i got it out of my system when we beat you to death :)”
- oh izzy’s just living in denial okay
- he made lucius a little shark :’)
- roach refering to frenchie’s “beautiful body”
- “he’s blaming the bean!” “it’s a legume”
- “those fucking barbarians 😩”
- stede telling izzy to fuck off was very satisfying ngl
- okay but fang have you considered that ed just has adhd
- stede’s serving so much cunt in this shirt (also i would kill for that shirt)
- “does that make us horrible people?” “or does that make us smarter people!” is such a change in character for pete and stede compared to last season
- tragic that ed’s not around to see stede be baddass and sexy
- lucius defacing the ship to make a little mural of pete i love them
- okay but there was absolutely a second there where pete thought lucius was gonna suck his dick
- HOLY SHIT ARE THEY GONNA GET MARRIED?!?!?!!!
- OH MY GOD im so mentally ill about them,,, they’re gonna be husbands!!!!!!!!
- this scene paralleling the end of s1ep5,, they can’t not kiss
- “that wasn’t a long story at all”
- the direct callback to “you wear fine things well” 😭😭
- KISS!!!!!!!!!!!!
- hand hold!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
- communication!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
- kevin.
- oh whoops i forgot about the post credits scenes
- ed teach my most special girl <3
- this preview for next week is insane,,, also are they in bed together? is stede pushing ed up against a wall? 👀
this is so long i’m sorry i am simply so mentally ill over them
#AMAZING episodes. oh my god. 10/10.#our flag means death#ofmd#ofmd spoilers#ofmd season 2#eli.posts
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To Fuck Around is Human; To Find Out is Divine (1/4)
It just wasn’t fair ; it wasn’t fair that Sam always got what he wanted, and Valerius always ended up like this . And it wasn’t fair that he loved ending up like this—it just made Sam cheekier, more boastful. […]“Pretty soon you’re going to be thanking me, boy,” Sam whispered in a low growl. These next words were for Valerius and only Valerius. The attention alone had him on cloud nine—how pathetic . “You can cry and pout all you want—you and I both know how this story ends: with you begging daddy for more .”
Valerius attempts to dominate The Duke of Pearl Isles, which goes just as well as was expected. But with his spouse's help, can he for once turn the tables on him? Or will all three fall back into their usual roles?
Rating: 18+ minors DNI or I’m gonna eat your homework
WC: 5728 (im sorry…… my brain exploded)
Characters and relationships: Valerius, Sam, Lucio, brief DonDon, and two nameless OCs; primary Valerius/Sam but background Sam/Lucio and Valucio (and obvious ValDonna)
Content warnings: established Dom/Sub dynamics; non-consensual/dubiously-consensual spankings (did I just make up a word lol); punishments; light bondage; humiliation & degradation; daddy dom, Valerius’s canon foot fetish
A/N: its whack a doodle time. It is whack a doodle. Time. LOL I got my dick back in force and now I’m going to just dedicate time to doing self indulgent smut of these three LMFAO I can’t say there’s NO plot, but this is just a silly little blip in time for them that is vaguely post-game/whatever AU the tales take place in :’)
Preview undercut—full fic linked in the title✨
“Enlighten me, consul,” Sam was practically growling now, teasing a strand of Valerius’s bangs between two gloved fingers. “Seeing as you are suddenly the expert on discipline , what’s the proper way to teach a man like me some manners?”
Sam was clearly baiting him; everyone knew it, most of all Valerius. But he was giving him an out too: if he apologized, tail between his legs, Sam would let it all go. If it was really pretty, maybe he would even invite Valerius onto his lap next—he would have Valerius do something extra special to apologize.
On his lap next to Lucio—Lucio, whose eyes were glued to every move Valerius made, those eyes moving quickly to capture every breath, every small shudder. Valerius sucked in air through his nose, bracing himself to apologize. He wasn’t sure why he had looked to Lucio—normally he could turn to Donna for some visual reassurance.
Instead, Lucio quirked his brow at him, a wicked smile on his face as he tilted his chin up at Valerius.
You don’t have the balls.
“Well, obviously a spanking would be in order.”
Valerius tried not to jump at the ruckus he had caused. The two women tried to stifle their chuckles; Lucio chose to laugh and giggle openly, even so much as to kick his legs too. Sam’s eyes snapped to him for a moment before zeroing in on Valerius. Before Valerius could take the words back, Sam was laughing next, loud and hysterical.
“And just who would be able to do that to me, hm?”
This was bad. This was bad, and Valerius needed to stop.
“Oh, I can name quite a few I’ve seen firsthand tanning your hide—”
Sam was going to kill him. He was digging his own grave.
“My spouse, of course, being one of them.”
But how could he stop when Lucio looked so thrilled? Looked so impressed by him , not Sam, not even Nadia.
Sam’s eyes widened; it only made his forced smile all the scarier.
“Ah, I see ,” Sam chuckled, his voice too sweet. “Gonna run and tell on me like you always do? Gonna go tell mommy that daddy’s being a big ol’ meanie?”
Valerius felt his stomach drop, his face instantly igniting. Damn him . Damn him for saying that in front of those women—they would get the wrong idea, that he was really into all of that. Really, it was for Donna. And for Sam. And it made him happy to make them happy, it wasn’t that he was into it—
“Does it look like I’m running ? Are your eyes just as bad as your decorum?”
Sam sucked in a breath, practically hissing as he tilted his head down at Valerius. Valerius swallowed, his eyelashes fluttering.
“Oh? You gonna do it then, Valerius?” Sam took another step forward. Valerius took a step back. “You gonna put me in my place?”
Valerius felt like his brain was turning off, that he could will his soul from his body at this very moment. Lucio’s small giggle broke him out of his stupor.
“I could if I wanted to.”
“And you simply just never felt the urge? With how ill-mannered and barbaric I am, you’ve just always so happened to let me throw you over my knee?”
“I said if I wanted to—”
“Seems like you wana now.”
“Well, perhaps I do “wan-ah” —!”
“ Perfect!I”
#bottom writes#nsft#the arcana lemon#the arcana#consul valerius#the duke#Sam x Valerius#Lucio is there too but not enough to warrant a tag on here lol#lemon#Valerius x OC#fan apprentice donna#don’t worry they’re getting their time to really shine in the next chapters lmfao#photo doesn’t really relate to the fic but it captures the vibes like truly LMFAO
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im sorry its been taking me so long to write chapter 2 of mindfuck so as an apology. here is a sneak preview : ))
VOLITION- We're not discussing this right now. Back to the topic at hand, please... I think we all know why we're here.
VISUAL CALCULUS- You wanted to tell us all about how Electro wore you like a hand puppet?
VOLITION- ...no. But that is related. Gang, I won't mince words here. We're sexually frustrated.
YOU- Yeah, I know.
VOLITION- Not just you. All of us, Harry. Pining after Kim is taking more than an emotional toll.
PHYSICAL INSTRUMENT- We need to fuck, Harry.
REACTION SPEED- Like rabbits.
ELECTROCHEMISTRY- Amen to that!
INLAND EMPIRE- A desert of physical intimacy, and only one man can quench that thirst...
INTERFACING- If we don't get our hands on his body, I don't know what I'm going to do.
ENCYCLOPEDIA- Blueballs is a myth, but as of now, it feels real.
PAIN THRESHOLD- Very real. Too real.
SAVOIR FAIRE- It's going to get noticeable if this goes on much longer.
VOLITION- ...which is why we need to try our best to appear like this isn't the case. We can't be a horny nuisance.
CONCEPTUALIZATION- Since when do we care about not being a nuisance?
LOGIC- Since Harry got caught with an erection by Kim. It's a miracle he kept speaking to him after that. Our influence is going to lessen Harry in his eyes if we aren't careful.
YOU- I don't want that. I definitely do not want that.
LOGIC- Kim having less respect for you means it's less likely he'll fuck you. Which means it's less likely we'll get some kind of relief.
ELECTROCHEMISTRY- Exactly! If we're not going with the sexual kamikaze angle that Volition suggested-
VOLITION- I didn't suggest that.
ELECTROCHEMISTRY- -then our next best bet is to be normal.
VOLITION- Good. I'm glad we're all in agreement, then.
AUTHORITY- Right. Kim's type is not a messy slob who doesn't know how to have a handle on things. You need to learn how to keep it together.
YOU- I can keep it together! I can do that!
EMPATHY- Not without help.
HALF-LIGHT- Mhm. Sounds to me like someone needs to learn how to do their job.
YOU- I'm trying to! But this case is just completely-
HALF-LIGHT- Not you. A certain yellow-bellied someone.
COMPOSURE- Hey, now, wait. Are you talking about me?
REACTION SPEED- Yeah, wallback.
COMPOSURE- You're telling me how to do my job? It's not like I get much help around here. None of you lot make it easy.
PAIN THRESHOLD- At least we know what we're doing.
COMPOSURE- And I don't? I know how to keep it together. I'm the most collected out of all of us.
ESPRIT DE CORPS- Stop acting like you're better than us. You're just as fallible as anyone else.
VOLITION- We're all feeling the effects of this, Composure. It's not up to us whether we feel sexually frustrated.
COMPOSURE- Actually, I've been feeling just fine. I don't know what the rest of you are going on about. Sounds like it sucks. Sorry.
PERCEPTION- Okay, now they're just lying.
DRAMA- For shame! Sssssuch a flagrant act of deceit!
COMPOSURE- Really. You can all bitch and moan however you'd like. Rut against each other, if you really need to feel better. I'm calm. I'm collected.
YOU- I don't feel very collected.
COMPOSURE- That sounds like a you problem. Me? I'm fine.
RHETORIC- What's your damage? Truly. Honest question.
ELECTROCHEMISTRY- Hm...
VISUAL CALCULUS- Hm?
LOGIC- Oh, no. He's getting an idea.
SUGGESTION- Everyone stand back.
ELECTROCHEMISTRY- Alright, poser. If you really are so calm, let's see it in action. Think you can really keep it together in the heat of the moment? You wanna prove you're a pinnacle of staying cool? Buddy, we're gonna make you squeal.
HAND/EYE COORDINATION- Do you mean-
ELECTROCHEMISTRY- ORGY. ORGY IN THE FRONTAL LOBE.
SAVOIR FAIRE- Knew he couldn't keep up subtlety for long.
COMPOSURE- See, this is what I mean. You can't stay calm. Your brilliant plan is to... all fuck each other?
ELECTROCHEMISTRY- No, silly. We're all gonna fuck you.
ENCYCLOPEDIA- Technically... that's not an orgy. That's a gangbang.
ELECTROCHEMISTRY- GANGBANG IN THE FRONTAL LOBE!
#disco elysium#for my skillfuckers out there#begging yall. make some skillship content. dont be afraid#im in the fucking trenches out here!!!!!
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The Ancestor’s Scales [Teaser]
→ pairing: dragon prince! namjoon x dragon princess!poc OC
→ genre/au: fantasy, enemies to lovers (just a smidge honestly), royalty au, smut, fluff, humor, soulmates au, explores a little of African mythology
→ summary: Your hand in marriage could only be won through a game of sorts: find the lost scale of your great-great-great-great grandmother. All of the bachelors in all of the lands were eligible and, unfortunately for you, Namjoon couldn't pass up an opportunity.
→ rating: 18+
→teaser wc: 1k (im sorry but i wanted y’all to see this scene)
→warnings: none for the teaser
→post date: July, just july. No date really.
→ author’s note: ok! ok! this is a preview of my fic The Ancestor’s Scales for @btsblackcreatorsociety’s The Realm of Legends! This is actually my longest oneshot and it’s not even done lol. This is my first OC! You can put yourself into Isador’s shoes or you can just read about her journey. Up to you and I hope you come to love her as much as I do when the final fic comes out. I’ll give a big thank you to BCS in the final fic as well. the banner is by the lovely @eerieedits ! uhhhhh das it. just enjoy the teaser!
if you would like to be tagged for the final fic, please shoot me an ask! or leave a comment. send a pigeon.
A chorus of hello’s, hi’s, and what it be’s came from the crowd. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Namjoon bow slightly.
“Welcome back to Gailan, the home of the dragons that freed us all. If it were not for my great-great-great-great grandmother, none of us would be where we are now. We could still be in shackles or who knows? Maybe one of your ancestors would have found themselves in my grandmother’s position. But regardless of who did what, you are all here for one thing. Another clue,” she took a deep breath, the rehearsed speech longer than what she thought.
“I started this scavenger hunt because I believe that my hand in marriage can and will be only won through a game of sorts. All of you are bachelors or bachelorettes wanting my hand. At least I assume so.” It would suck if you didn’t. “I will remind you of the first clue: Walk on the living, they don't even mumble. But walk on the dead, they mutter and grumble. What are they?”
“Since no one came to me with any of the scales, I’m assuming no one guessed the riddle. Unfortunately, I won’t be giving out the answer today. I will, however, be telling you the second clue. It is also in the form of a riddle.”
A few groans could be heard in the crowd. Too bad Isador adored riddles.
“The second clue is: Born underground, raised by the sun, a host for the living, caterer of fun. What am I?”
She smiled as everyone processed the riddle. It was her favorite one and could answer the first riddle as well.
Prince Isaac was the first to complain. “Why must we receive riddles? It would be a better scavenger hunt if you’d just tell us outright.”
“It wouldn’t be a scavenger hunt without the riddles, Isaac.”
Isaac hated having to lift a finger to get what he wanted. It’s why Isador was happy that Isaac was only here for gossip and not marriage.
“Isaac, save the complaining for you boo,” she smiled as Isaac flushed a deep red. She laughed as he turned in his seat to hide his face.
“Well, as you know, these things are always quick. If you have an answer to both riddles, then please come up and I can give you the last and final clue. Otherwise, I will see you all next week for it.”
Chairs scraped against the wood of the pavilion. The chatter from earlier rose to its former height. Isador said goodbye to everyone. All princesses and princes, some brother and sister, competing for her hand in marriage. She had known most of them through her childhood, but, once they grew up and had responsibilities, they all distanced themselves.
Truthfully, she thought it was because everyone believed her family had no magic flowing through their veins anymore. And once you married into the family, the magic you already had disappeared as well. It was an ignorant thing to think considering her mother had magic in her voice and her father had superspeed. But that didn’t matter to them. The family had lost the most precious and powerful gift the gods could have given them. She sighed and watched everyone leave.
“Prince Namjoon,” Ndaque was saying as she bowed. “How can Princess Isador help you?”
“Are you not a Princess, Ndaque? We drop titles in events like this.”
“I am a guard at the moment, Prince Namjoon.”
Isador glanced up (way up) to see Namjoon smiling at Ndaque. His dimples stretched and made his smile even more pleasing.
“I have an answer to both of the clues.”
Isador’s eyes widened and gasped albeit a little dramatically. She peered over to Ndaque who shared the same face.
She stuttered, “You do?”
“Yes. The second one gave the answer to the first. I like the way you did it.”
“Then what it is?”
“A tree and leaves,” he kept smiling at Isador’s wide eyes. “I remember reading a book in Graele. It was a folktale about how trees came to be on our Earth. There were a lot of stories, but the one that stuck out the most?”
“Scales can turn into trees,” Isador answered his question.
“Yes. Did your great, wow that is a lot of greats to say, but did her scales really turn into trees?”
Isador nodded.
“Amazing. Does the next clue give a direction as to what type of tree? Or where they might be? There were three if I’m not mistaken.” Namjoon started bouncing on his heels.
“You only have to find one and return it to me,” she laughed nervously. His excitement was making her anxious.
“Only one?”
Ndaque snorted, “Ambitious much?”
“Yes, loud one.”
“Um, well. Uh, well I guess I have to tell you the next clue. Um,” she stood up. Isador barely met Namjoon’s chin.
“The next clue is: This old one runs forever, but never moves at all. He has not lungs nor throat, but still a mighty roaring call. What is it?”
“That’s an easy one. I read it in a book. It’s a waterfall.”
Ndaque spoke for her. “It doesn’t matter if it’s easy. The hard part is still finding the scales.”
“But that’s where you’re wrong, loud one,” Namjoon frowned at Ndaque . “I know exactly what waterfall and where to find it. Your Princess told me.”
Dammit.
“Anyway, I’ll be off. I have some scales to find,” he started to trudge away before stopping and turning towards Isador, who had picked herself off the floor. He took her chin between his thumb and index and made her look up at him. For a moment, Isador thought he was going to kiss her.
I will. But not today.
Oh.
“How are you able-”
“I have my ways, Princess,” he released her and his voice dropped to a low register so only Isador heard him. It was a voice that created butterflies in Isador’s stomach. “Every kiss, every hug, every smile, every laugh, every moan you give…will be mine soon.”
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IM NOT DEAD! Woo Hoo! Sorry about the lack of updates. Procrastination sucks. Sometimes working on an animatic and a fic at the same time can be overwhelming. So here's a preview to tide you guys over!
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documenting my increasingly desperate attempts in trying to tell tumblr support their new update sucks but whoever is in charge of tumblr support emails cannot fucking read
im fighting for my life in these emails good fucking god
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initial tumblr support ticket:
[1] mynnthia
May 27, 2023, 12:08 AM EDT
you used to be able to click the username of the blog you reblogged a post from, and itd take you to the post on their blog. but now it just takes you to their blog dashboard view, but not the relevant post.
this is a bad decision, as sometimes i am trying to locate the post on the other blog – whether its because i am trying to see the tags the user before me used, or because i put the post into my queue/draft of the wrong blog
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subsequent emails:
[2] Maria M. (tumblr)
May 27, 2023, 4:34 AM EDT
Thanks for asking about this update. We're sorry for any inconvenience this may have caused.
We've made it easier to visit the originating post in a reblog by clicking anywhere in a post’s header instead of the username as mentioned in our update here:
https://changes.tumblr.com/post/718403030515580928/friday-may-26th-2023
Please let us know if you have any other questions or if we can help with anything else.
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[3] mynnthia
May 27, 2023, 1:15 PM EDT
Clicking the header takes you to the blog that reblogged the post, not the originator.
For example: blog1 🔁 blog2
If i click on the header, it takes me to the post on blog1’s blog. I want to see the post on blog2’s blog, but clicking blog2 takes me to the blog dashboard view, not the blog post.
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[4] Ana C. (tumblr)
May 28, 2023, 4:06 AM EDT
Thanks for writing back and for sending more details about this! We really appreciate it!
If you click on the header of a reblogged post, you can only visit the originating post of that reblog. You can only see that specific reblog post from blog2's blog by going to that blog and searching for it. I attached a screen recording as an example of how to visit the originating post.
Also, we regularly collect suggestions and feedback to pass along to our development teams. And while we may not implement all suggestions, the discussion around them is what drives us to make great things.
If you'd like to start a conversation with us and the wider Tumblr community around your ideas, you can now send us an ask or submission on Work in Progress.
You can see bi-weekly updates for new features, changes, and bugs we’ve resolved by following our Changes blog.
Please let us know if you have any other questions or if we can help with anything else.
attached video (converted to gif, bc tumblr only allows 1 video per post):
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[5] mynnthia
May 29, 2023, 10:10 PM EDT
I missed the timeframe for submitting an ask to the wip blog as I was busy with work. Some tumblr blogs have search disabled, and tumblr search misses random posts sometimes.
Also, the video attached does not address my complaint of not being able to click on the blog I reblogged from's post. I am not talking about the originator blog, but a blog I reblogged from. Sometimes, the original post has also been deleted, so that is unhelpful.
For example:
- blog1 posts a picture, which blog2 reblogs. This goes on for a while, until blog50. say blog50 talks about blog20's tags. If i want to see the post on blog20, i would need to go through all the notes to find blog20
- As mentioned, this is also unhelpful if I have queued/drafted a reblog to the wrong blog, especially if the original post has been deleted.
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[6] Maria M. (tumblr)
May 30, 2023, 6:10 AM EDT
Thanks for the followup. We're sorry for the confusion. You can still view both the original post as well as the current reblogger (of said post). See attached screen recording.
We hope that helps but do let us know if you need further assistance.
attached video (+ perhaps a preview of a future tumblr layout update?):
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[7] mynnthia
Jun 1, 2023, 1:35 AM
That is NOT what I am talking about. I am NOT talking about the current reblogger or the original poster. I am talking about a blog who the current reblogger reblogged from, who is NOT the original poster.
This is not even a matter of implementing a suggestion, but Tumblr taking away a feature that already existed.
The previous suggestion of using tumblr search to locate the post does NOT help, because, as previously stated:
1) some tumblr blogs have the search function disabled
2) tumblr search misses random posts sometimes
Let me try to portray clearer examples
SCENARIO 1, EXAMPLE EVENTS:
1) originalposter makes a post
2) blog2 🔁 originalposter == blog2 reblogs from originalposter
3) blog3 🔁 blog2 == blog3 reblogs from blog2
4) blog4 🔁 blog3 == blog4 reblogs from blog3
5) This goes on until the post has been reblogged 10,000 times
6) I see blog50 reblog the post
7) blog50 references a profound comment that blog48 left in their tags
8) i want to see what blog48 wrote in their tags
9) i cannot find what blog48 s tags are in the "comments and tags", because there are 10,000 reblogs. I do not want to comb through 10,000 reblogs.
Previously, I would've been able to:
- click from "blog50 🔁 blog49" to go to blog49, then "blog49 🔁 blog48", and locate the post on blog48's blog. Now, I cannot do that.
- right-click blog50's username to open blog50 on a new tab, to view the post on their blog's desktop theme (NOT the tumblr dashboard theme), which might have a "reblogged from" link. But the new update also ruins that function.
If I see blog50 has reblogged a post, I want to be able to click blog49 from the "blog50 🔁 blog49" header, and be taken to blog49
To re-iterate:
- I am NOT talking about going to the post on blog50 or originalposter
- I am talking about going to the post on blog49
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SCENARIO 2, EXAMPLE EVENTS:
1) originalposter makes a post
2) blog2 🔁 originalposter == blog2 reblogs from originalposter
3) blog3 🔁 blog2 == blog3 reblogs from blog2
4) this goes on until the post has been reblogged 10,000 times
5) originalposter deletes their blog
6) Several people reblog the post and add comments to their reblogs, but later on, some of those commenters delete their blogs
7) I am scrolling through blog100's blog, and see blog100 had reblogged a version of the post with comments i like
8) I decide to save the post in my drafts, but accidentally select it to be saved onto the wrong blog
9) I do not want to reblog that post onto the wrong blog, but am unable to locate the post again on blog100
10) The most recent reblogs in the notes of the post do not have the comments I like
11) I cannot reblog from the people who made the comments, because they have deleted their blogs.
Previously, I would've been able to click blog100 from "myblog 🔁 blog100", to go to the post on blog100, and reblog it from there, with the comments I like.
To re-iterate:
- I am NOT talking about going to the post on the originalposter's blog, or the commenter's blog
- I am talking about going to the post on blog100
TO SUMMARIZE,
these are the functions i would like to see RE-IMPLEMENTED:
- click on a username to be taken to the post on their blog (including the previous reblogger's username)
- right-click the username to open the post in desktop theme
Please read my email carefully this time. Thank you.
my latest email, still in email format (the others were screenshotted from the previously replied-to section of the emails)
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Ames, I have had a shit week snd your previews and chapters are honestly making my week not suck that much. Thank you for sharing all of this with us.
ah sorry to hear about your week! im glad sohae could help tho <3
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