#A Witch's Printing Office

[rpsocsandcanonohmy]

Magical Adventure || Closed

@wind-the-music-box

Claire coughed and waved away the dust. She really needed to talk to Mika about organizing the storage closet. With all these tomes back here, something could easily activate on accident. Like the chilling spell that had clearly just activated, based on how cool it was now.

When the dust cleared, Claire realized it was much more than just a cooling spell. She didn't recognize where she was at all. It definitely wasn't the printing press or anywhere in the Capitol.

Maybe she'd activated the travel spell to somewhere else in the land. Somewhere undiscovered....

Claire activated a small ball of light in her hand and started looking around.

#claire #a witch's printing office

[songweaver]

#a witch's printing office #mika #kiriko #leo #sleep is important

[faline-cat444]

Big round this week

#The World's Finest Assassin Gets Reincarnated in Another World as an Aristocrat #Monthly Girls' Nozaki Kun #Hazure Skill #Let This Grieving Soul Retire #My Deer Friend Nokotan #The Most Notorious Talker Runs the World's Greatest Clan #Berserk of Gluttony #Shadows House #The Great Jahy Will NOT Be Defeated #The Detective is Already Dead #Gleipnir #Daily Report About My Witch Senpai #Chitose is in the Ramune Bottle #Soul Eater #Kaiju No. 8 #The Apothecary Diaries #Love of Kill #A Witch's Printing Office #Devil's Candy #Nights with a Cat #Time Stop Hero

[satanachia666]

Printer’s Devil at the Queensland Government Printing Office (2010) 😈🩶

George St. in Brisbane, Australia 🐨🇦🇺

🔥 Photos by John Robert McPherson

Photo 1: Wikimedia Commons

Photo 2: Wikimedia Commons

#printer’s devil #devil #queensland government printing office #queensland #brisbane #australia #demons #hail satan #demonolatry #theistic satanism #spiritual satanism #dark pagan #dark paganism #satanic witch #witchcraft #witchblr #paganblr #left hand path

[gootarts]

as of 8/3, the most recently updated version of this post is here (it's a reblog of this exact post with more info added)

as a lot of you know, limbus company recently fired its CG illustrator for being a feminist, at 11 pm, via phone call, after a bunch of misogynists walked into the office earlier that day and demanded she be fired. on top of this, as per korean fans, her firing went against labor laws---in korea, you must have your dismissal in writing.

the korean fandom on twitter is, understandably, going scorched earth on project moon due to this. there's a lot currently going on to protest the decision, so i'm posting a list here of what's going on for those who want to limit their time on elon musk's $44 billion midlife crisis impulse purchase website (if you are on twitter, domuk is a good person to follow, as they translate important updates to english). a lot of the links are in korean, but generally they play nicely with machine translators. this should be current as of 8/2.

Statements condemning the decision have been issued by The Gyeonggi Youth Union and IT Union.

A press conference at the Gyeonggido Assembly will occur on 8/3, with lawmakers of the Gyeonggi province (where Project Moon is based) in attendance. This appears driven by the leader of the Gyeonggi Youth Union.

The vice chairman of the IT union--who has a good amount of experience with labor negotiations like these--has expressed strong support for the artist and is working to get media coverage due to the ongoing feminist witch hunts in the gaming industry. Project Moon isn't union to my knowledge, but he's noted that he's taken on nonunion companies such as Netmarble (largest mobile game dev in South Korea) by getting the issue in front of the National Assembly (Korea's congress).

Articles on the incident published in The Daily Labor News, Korean Daily, multiple articles on Hankyoreh (one of which made it to the print edition), and other news outlets.

Segments about the termination on the MBN 7 o' clock news and MBC's morning news

Comments by Youth Union leaders about looking into a loan made to Project Moon via Devsisters Ventures, a venture capital firm. Tax money from Gyeonggi province was invested in Devsisters in 2017, and in 2021, Devsisters gave money to Project Moon. The Gyeonggi Youth Union is asking why hard-earned tax money was indirectly given to a company who violates ESG (environmental, social and governance) principles.

Almost nonstop signage truck protests outside Project Moon's physical office during business hours until 8/22 or the company makes a statement. This occurs alongside a coordinated hashtag campaign to get the issue trending on Twitter in Korea. The signage campaign was crowd-funded in about 3 hours.

A full boycott of the Limbus Company app, on both mobile and PC (steam) platforms. Overseas fans are highly encouraged to participate, regardless if whether they're F2P or not. Not opening the app at all is arguably the biggest thing any one person can do to protest the decision, as the app logs the number of accounts that log on daily. For a new gacha such as Limbus, a high number of F2P daily active users, but a small number of paying users is often preferable to having a smaller userbase but more paying users. If the company sees the number of daily users remain stable, they will likely decide to wait out any backlash rather than apologize.

Digging up verified reviews from previous employees regarding the company's poor management practices

Due to the firing, the Leviathan artist has posted about poor working conditions when making the story. As per a bilingual speaker, they were working on a storyboard revision, and thought 'if I ran into the street right now and got hit by a car and died, I wouldn't have to keep working.' They contacted Project Moon because they didn't want their work to be like that, and proposed changes to serialization/reduction in amount of work per picture/to build up a buffer of finished images (they did not have any buffer while working on Leviathan to my knowledge). They were shut out, and had to suck it up and accept the situation.

Hamhampangpang has a 'shrine' section of the restaurant for fans to leave fan-created merch and other items. They also allow the fans to take this merch back if they can prove it's theirs. Fans are now doing just that.

To boost all of the above, a large number of Korean fanartists with thousands of followers have deleted their works and/or converted their accounts from fanart accounts to accounts supporting the protests. Many of them are bilingual, and they're where I got the majority of this information.

[note 1: there's a targeted english-language disinformation campaign by the website that started the hate mob. i have read the artist's tweets with machine translation, and they're talked about in the second hankyoreh article linked above: nowhere does she express any transphobic or similarly awful beliefs. likewise, be wary of any claims that she supported anything whose description makes you raise eyebrows--those claims are likely in reference to megalia, a korean feminist movement. for information on that, i'd recommend the NPR/BBC articles below and this google drive link of english-language scholarly papers on them. for the love of god don't get your information about a feminist movement from guys going on witch hunts for feminists.]

[note 2: i've seen a couple people argue that the firing was for the physical safety of the employees, citing the kyoani incident in japan. as per this korean fan, most fans there strongly do not believe this was the case. we have english-translated transcripts of the meeting between the mob and project moon; the threats the mob was making were to......brand project moon as a feminist company online. yes, really. male korean gamers aren't normal about feminism, and there's been an ongoing witch hunt for feminists in the industry since about 2016, something you see noted in both the labor union statements. both NPR and the BBC this phenomenon to gamergate, and i'd say it's a pretty apt comparison.]

let me know if anything needs correction or if anything should be added.

#project moon #limbus company #obligatory text post tag #that's all i've got for now. highly encourage y'all to not open limbus until they make a statement

[captain039]

PART 2 The lords servant

Astarion x reader

Warnings: plus size reader, light swearing, vampire things, sexual, first times, eventual smut, harassment, sexual harassment

Previous part <-

You avoided the lord at any given chance. You hoped he’d leave you be and not seek you out like he did the other servants. Though your mind was plagued by sinful dreams, you wouldn’t be toyed with. Back at your village when you were younger the boys would tease you, name calling and commenting on your weight, you’d been kicked and beaten a few times out of their hate. Cornered in the barn and abused, your father didn’t do anything and your mother wasn’t liked in the village due to rumours of her being a witch. You left home early and sought a job, very few hired you, you found servant work quiet and nobody paid you any mind, just how you wanted. You were changing the sheets of one of the guest rooms, honestly this house seemed to have too many beds and little people to fill them. Maybe the lord had family, you didn’t know. You laid down the new sheet, running your hand over it to smooth it out before tucking the sides under. You stood back up jumping out of your skin when you saw the lord leaning against the doorway.

“Can I help you my lord?” You asked continuing your task and tucking the other side.

“I’m curious” he began as you continued making the bed.

“Why are you avoiding me?” He asked and you froze before shaking your head and lying the pillows down and puffing them up a little harshly.

“My lord is a busy person, we have little interaction” you said lying down the quilt.

“Hardly” he scoffed lightly and you hoped he wouldn’t press as you listened to him move.

“If I’m going down the hall you will dart into a room and pretend you’re cleaning it, I call that avoidance” your body stood straight as you heard his voice by your ear. You stepped away quickly folding the top of the quilt before laying a blanket at the end.

“It’s my job to clean” you stated.

“This place is spotless, hardly needs more cleaning” he said not getting your bluntness. You looked to him, his arms crossed over his chest, head tilted slightly and a smirk on his lips. You took in a small breath looking at his narrow eyes.

“I do what the head tells me to do” you ended simply grabbing the washing basket filled with old sheets and went to leave. His arm caught you, hand on your waist arm on your front. You tensed eyes on the floor not daring to look at him.

“Few can resist my charms” he whispered and you almost rolled your eyes.

“Even few avoid me at all costs” he chuckled.

“What’s going on in that pretty head, hm?” You looked to him with a sigh red eyes instantly catching yours.

“I have to work my lord” you said hoping he couldn’t hear your heart pounding like you did. He had a smile, but removed his arm and you had to restrain yourself from running out of the room.

The lord was planning a grand party for the weekend coming up. You and the servants had extra duty’s, you were tasked with flowers and arrangements. You headed to the florist the head servant told you about, ordering the flowers you had written down. After the flowers you went to the bakery and ordered what was on your food list. Gods this was exhausting, how much stuff was used for a party? Next you went to printing, ordering the invitations and giving the names list before you finally got to head back. You huffed opening the heavy doors before heading to the servants quarters.

“What do you mean?!” You heard the lords voice angrily and froze just by his office door.

“I thought he was dead” he hissed and you jolted.

“Then go check again and make sure his neck is slit!” The lord growled and you saw Daenan walk out quickly with a sigh. He looked surprised to see you and just quickly left, you gulped and glanced into the lords office seeing him tense and leaning against the desk, slamming his fist down. You jolted slightly seeing the sneer he wore, the casual clothes covering his body, arms on display. You faltered, but left back to the kitchen telling the head servant you’d done everything asked. You had the rest of the day free, you spent it reading in your bed, enjoying some fresh juice from the kitchen.

The night of the party had arrived, the doors were open and the heavy drapes were finally pulled off the windows letting in the moonlight. Lots of guests poured in, chatter filling the main hall and ball room. You were serving wine and appetisers, making sure to not spill anything. The night seemed to go smoothly till someone called your name. You turned seeing a group of men, you frowned slightly, but walked over.

“Did you need something gentlemen?” You asked holding the plater in front of you.

“It is you!” One laughed and you frowned, did you know them?

“Little pig” another snorted and you froze, these boys were from the village. Bror, Hion, Den and his brother Bril, the gods truely hated you now. You held your head down as they teased and laughed.

“What’s going on here?” You heard your lord speak beside you a stern look on his face.

“Lord Astarion” Bror said straightening up.

“I asked a question” your lord pressed.

“Nothing my lord, apologies” Den said their eyes avoiding your lords. Your lord gave them stern looks before calling your name.

“Yes my lord?” You asked.

“What’s the matter?” He asked as you stuttered mind flashing back.

“Nothing my lord, they just wanted some food and jest” you said.

“Excuse me” you said and left quickly, dropping your platter on the table and heading to a quiet spot. You took a deep breath trying to calm your heart and emotions. How in the hells did they end up here? Your village was nothing special, those boys were nothing special.

“Hiding behind your lord is a new low” you jolted hearing Bril. He approached with the other free and memory’s flashed by your heart pounding in your chest.

“Haven’t lost any of that piggyness either, you look disgusting, hardly a woman” Bror scoffed pinning you against the wall so you couldn’t escape.

“I remember the excellent beatings we gave you, seem they didn’t kick you into shape” Bror sneered and you felt tears down your cheeks. His hands moved suddenly down to your breasts, squeezing them. You whimpered as the boys snickered while Bror groped you.

“If you want to keep your heads I suggest you let her go, now” you looked over seeing Lord Astarion, his eyes were full of hatred and murder. His jaw tight, eyes piercing the boys around you. They stuttered and quickly left seeing the flash of a dagger in your lords hand. They left quickly as you began to cry uncontrollably, you could still feel his hands. You trembled wanting to fall to the floor.

“Come my dear” the lord said the murderous look gone from his eyes, dagger sheathed. His hand rested on your lower back as he spoke to Daenan before going into his office and locking the door.

“Sit” he ordered gently seating you on the couch. You wiped your eyes as you sobbed, this world was cruel.

“I will kill them if you desire” he said and you froze, you shook your head the thought pondering.

“Very well” he said sitting by you.

“Apologies my lord” you said.

“Don’t you dare apologise those worthless beings don’t deserve to breathe the same air as you” he said and your heart fluttered.

“They used to be in the village I lived in” you whispered.

“They’d corner me in the barn, they’d beat me while spitting insults” you added and heard him growl.

“Pathetic” he snarled and you flinched lightly.

“I’ll head to the servants room, you can return to the party my lord” you said standing up and wiping your eyes.

“My dear, frankly, fuck the party” he said standing up also cupping your cheek and wiping your eyes. You smiled lightly with a small huff leaving your mouth.

“There’s that beautiful smile” he whispered and you frowned looking to him. His eyes were gazing at you with unknown emotions, your heart once again pounding in your chest.

“Please don’t toy with me my lord” you said breaking the spell.

“I’m not toying with you” he said softly, stepping closer, other hand cupping the other side of your cheek.

“This is highly inappropriate” you whispered eyes holding his as he leant in closer.

“Is it?” He muttered breath mingling with yours as he stroked your cheek.

“Yes” you said pushing him away shuddering slightly.

“I won’t be toyed with my lord, please just-“ you didn’t know what to say as you shook your head.

“Goodnight my lord” you ended and headed to the door. You faltered, but left down to the servants room with more tears in your eyes. Not hearing the soft goodnight he said.

Next part ->

Taglist:

@queenofangrymoths

@aeryntheofficial

#astarion x reader #lord x servant #x reader #astarion #vampire #plus size reader

[neonghostlights]

Quiet Part Two: When It Started

Vampire!Eddie Munson x Detective!Reader

Series Summary: Ten years after Eddie’s death you are a detective for the Hawkins Police Department. When there are a string of deaths you can’t solve, someone comes back from the grave with answers to everything.

Warnings: nothing really beside upside down stuff, death, missing animals and overall gloom. Next part gets bloodier.

Series Masterlist

End Of September 1996•Ten Years Later

You were tired as you dragged yourself into the station.

It was early, earlier than you wanted to be. Coffee in hand as you made your way to your office that was beside the chiefs.

“Good morning!” Loretta said cheerily from her desk. She was somewhat new, starting just a few months ago after Gloria finally retired. She was a single mom in her forties, trying to make money again after her asshole of an ex left her with nothing except for four little ones to take care of.

“Morning, Loretta,” you grumbled through a breath of air as you stalked past her.

You’d be nicer later after you had a chance to drink your caffeine.

Maybe you’d bring her back a deli sandwich after lunch and pretend that they messed up your order again so you didn’t have to see her eat stale crackers as her lunch from the break room again.

“You’re starting to sound like me,” Hopper called in lieu of greeting as you passed his office to reach yours.

“Haha,” you deadpanned.

You would think the man would want to stay home after dealing with the shit he’s been through. After his sudden reemergence back in 1986 after a hospital mix up and case of mistaken identity that made the whole to m think he was dead he quickly returned back to his role as chief police of Hawkins.

Of course you and a select few knew where he really was all for all of those months and why he was in such bad shape when he returned.

Hopper shook his head as you sat down at your desk.

Hawkins decided to hire a detective after what happened in ‘86. They decided to have someone trained to handle more complex cases instead of just sending deputies on wild goose chases through town.

So that’s why you went to school and took the job once you graduated.

The only downfall was how boring it was. Hawkins population was low since the ‘earthquake’. A lot of people left, and there were quite a few deaths.

Hence, not a lot of crime except for neighbors accusing each other of stealing lawn mowers and run away animals.

“Detective,” Deputy Callahan chided as he slid a file onto your desk. “We’ve got a missing dog. Maybe if you hurry up you’ll be able to get finger prints of the doggy bowl.”

You rolled your eyes. “For the one hundredth time I’m not animal control. Go bother someone else.”

“Leave her alone,” Hopper called from his office. The damn walls were so thin.

And you didn’t really need Hopper to stand up for you, not anymore.

You yanked the file away from Callahans finger tips.

“I’ll find the damn dog,” you mumbled as he walked away with a laugh.

——

“I can’t believe they messed up your order again,” Loretta gushed as she took a bite of her sandwich.

“I know,” you sighed as you put together yet another coffee for yourself.

“Do you have any plans for this weekend?” Loretta asked.

You raised your eyebrows at her because she knew you never had plans but she was polite enough to ask anyways.

She laughed. “I’m gonna go ahead and get a head start on the kids Halloween costumes this weekend. Jake’s insisting on being a cowboy and Valerie wants to be the tooth fairy.”

“Better then when I was a witch for 7 years in a row,” you shrugged.

“At least the baby doesn’t care what I dress her in as long as it’s warm.”

You smiled and said goodbye to her as you made your back to your desk.

You saw the file sitting on your desk and a rush of excitement went through you as you pulled it off your desk and opened it up, excited to have a new case.

Just to see it was a missing cat.

You threw the file in your cabinet and slammed it hard enough for Callahan to hear in the other room.

You hated this place.

“Kid, I need you on a call. It’s the Walker’s dog,” Hopper said as he poked his head into your office.

“I am not animal control! How many damn times do I need to-“

“No. You’re gonna want to see this.”

#eddie munson x reader #eddie munson au #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson x you #eddie stranger things #eddie munson series #eddie munson angst #vampire!eddie x reader #vampire!eddie munson x reader #vampire!eddie munson

[netherworldpost]

SHOP NEWS NO DATES BUT PROGRESS IS BEING MADE

The Netherworld Post Office back office, handling private client work, did not have it's expected slow season. Which is good! Production testing is very expensive!

But also I worked myself ill, which was a bad idea!

I'll be fine in a few days.

Or depending on when you read this soon-to-be-pinned everywhere post, I'm fine now!

Over the last several months, I looked at the hard question "hey why aren't we open on the public side?" and it hit me:

Instead of following through with the plan, I was sneakily trying to re-create Evil Supply Co.

Side note: If that name is familiar, but this doesn't make sense, then the short answer:

@evilsupplyco closed in Summer 2019.

I am Atticus of Evil Supply Co. Hi!

I got into a traffic accident, the ensuing next few years Covid wrecked the world, life has been intense :)

The Netherworld Post crew is the same crew behind Evil Supply Co. and we changed/are changing the name because the new shop is going to be spooky-mail-focused as opposed to experimenting with... spooky... everything.

In September or so, just before our back office busy season started, I realized I had been saying "I'm going to focus on what we do best -- greeting cards -- and everything else is secondary."

I. Uh. Kept adding things anyway. To the... list. And making. New. Lists.

(gulp)

(learn from me, don't do that)

So in the depths of Intense Client Work and then laying on a couch for several days to allow my drawing arm to heal and my brain to slow down, I realized I had been violating what I set out to do:

Make a really fun, very inexpensive, greeting card company that sells the occasional zine, and has lots of useful downloads. Some pay-if-you-want (free if you don't), some a few dollars.

...this image... hurts my feelings... because it was this is what was happening to me.

I've learned a lot in the last several months --

I'm going to recover fully.

Send all the files lingering to test print one last time.

Then when they come back, the shop opens.

A handful of weeks at most.

I wanted to launch with DOZENS of greeting cards and A HUNDRED downloads and THIRTY ZINES and and and and and and and and --

-- and we're going to launch with about 10 greeting cards, probably 5 or 6 downloads, and zines will wait while we add more greeting cards and downloads etc.

I am admittedly REALLY EMBARRASSED to be preparing a shop launch SO SMALL after SO LONG.

(I'll get over it. We'll add new stuff regularly forever.)

mailing list: netherworldpost.com

Sign up! If you're already on it, the tech witches auto-sort to ensure you're not being bombarded with a million emails.

(Actual conversation with the crew. I wanted to draw all of this out and my producer Fang was like "hey why don't you instead use that time to work on the actual drawing list instead" and I was like "great idea thank you")

one last time, mailing list: netherworldpost.com

[neuroprincess]

Broken Rules - Larissa Weems/Female Reader

Larissa Weems/Female Reader

Summary: An unfair deal, that's all Y/N gets from Larissa and was enough until it wasn't anymore. After a few glasses of wine and sudden courage she questions the woman, this could work or ruin everything for good.

Classification: +18, Angst, Slight Smut, Fluff

Warnings: Alcohol consumption, arguing, harsh words, swearing, slight sex, injury, denial of feelings, unrequited love, jealousy, hurt/comfort

Word count: +6400

Unrevised

There are three essential rules for this deal, in black and white, very clear imposed since the first night they spent together. The third is crystal clear, not least, never spend the night, this one is understandable considering the academy and how awkward a teacher leaving the principal's living quarters so early would be. That's the excuse Y/N gives herself every time she has to sneak through the halls of Nevermore in the middle of the night. Second rule, never tell anyone. This kills her inside, in these months all she wants to do in good and bad moments is to share with someone about how she feels, not even with the blonde can she talk because it would imply the first and most important rule. No falling in love, which means they don't talk about anything but professional matters, they don't kiss unless they are having sex and that is all Y/N can get out of this deal. Sex. Stress relief. Sometimes some sexual gift, nothing personal.  

The teacher repeats the rules mentally as she serves herself with a glass of wine, standing with back to her mistress who finishes paperwork at the office desk. Well, she arrived at the appointed time, but Larissa ended up delaying some important matters and now has to finish. Y/N asked if she should leave, receiving only a negative nod. The week was more exhausting than usual, a visit from a couple of parents for an unexpected situation, some student managed to break the plumbing of the bathroom sink and a gorgon accidentally petrified his friend, all problems that earned her complex resolutions, headache and extra paperwork to fill out. 

"So, why the parents came here?" she asks, still not turning around, putting the bottle in the same place and raising the glass to lips, sipping the sweet liquid "Both Nikolas and Lucinda are great kids." 

"They really are, but none of their families support the relationship between vampires and werewolves. Nothing that you, being a normie, understand."  

"Well, I may not be an outcast, but I live with them every day and I am in this world. You are one of those who advocates harmony between normies and outcasts, I don't understand..."  

"It's not the same thing." the blonde says simply and shrugs, her tone of voice unchanged, eyes still fixed on the printed words.  

Y/N huffs and takes a generous sip of wine, feeling the burning in the throat from alcohol, sorrow and a little bit of anger. She stares at her boss, clothes perfectly clean and well ironed, the red lipstick highlighting her fleshy lips, hair styled, long fingers wandering across the surface and blue eyes standing out in the whole scene, literally a sight to take breath away and maybe the rest of the sanity the younger still possesses after swallowing the entire contents of the glass in seconds. The glass is filled again and soon is empty, this repeats until she drinks the fourth in a row, the burning no longer bothers her, the heat rises through her body, head spins for a millisecond before turning to face Larissa again. She sighs and walks at a slow pace until she is in front of the large desk, her mind once full of things to say slowly becoming blank, void, just as it always is around the tall woman. Perhaps this is the spell and reason for them to continue in this unfair deal, it's like the white witch has put a spell on the simple peasant human, who would kiss her feet in adoration. 

"What?" Weems asks raising her gaze for the first time since the other entered the room, a little annoyed by the sudden proximity "Did you drink before coming here?" the teacher just denies with a nod, continuing to stare at her with a neutral expression "So why do you look like shit? You know, I don't care, as long as you didn't show up in front of the students like that."  

The words sound normal to her, but to Y/N it's a painful feeling in the chest similar to an anvil being thrown, hurts, weighs down and she can't move staying in the same place. The neutral expression falls apart, eyes instantly getting watery and whole face burning as she fights the imminent cry, in fact she only realizes she is crying when a drop hits the document in front of her, the first of many that start to fall even though she tries to contain them. She knows she doesn't look like shit but at most blushing after drinking. There is no way she looks like shit because between the end of classes and going to the principal's office passed by her own dorm to get ready, try to look impeccable for their weekly "date", put on her new dress bought a few weeks ago on a visit to Jericho, touched up the daily makeup, brushed hair and put on her favorite perfume, the only one that didn't make Larissa complain.  

"Y/N?" the voice is low and nonchalant when she calls her, with a hint of concern that goes unnoticed.  

"I don't look like shit...I've tidied myself up, my hair is in place, I'm smelling good.... Why the hell do you hate me?" she asks finally after trying to defend herself uselessly, they are simply unimportant words when a dull expression takes over the blonde's face and then surprise at the question "You always act like I'm inferior, then say I look like shit and accuse me of getting drunk around the students, something I would never do because I love and respect them. Am I such a cheap person to you?"

"I didn't mean that..."  

"Then what did you mean?" the question is angry, totally emotional, and the voice comes out ragged, raw with genuine desire to understand the other woman.  

"Y/N, you are on dangerous ground, this is against our deal." Larissa says gently after pulling herself together from the initial shock "Don't do something you'll regret."  

"Damn, so that's what I am to you? I try to lie to myself that I am someone for you, someone you can.... Just can..." she tries to find words that get stuck in the throat and mind turns to blank mist again when she realizes that the principal is staring at her, an almost smile rising on lips, not a smile of encouragement, seems almost cruel like a hunter waiting for the hare to fall into the trap and the younger would not give her this taste or reason to smile "I am and always will be just sex for you, right?" the blonde just nods in agreement "Right." 

The teacher just nods while kneeling, which leaves the taller one momentarily confused until she finds her crawling to the middle of her legs, no longer caring about the condition of the dress, makeup drips down cheeks, eyes are distant and face is flushed, not in a positive way, now Y/N looks like shit and it's not a good feeling knowing she's the cause of it. Something presses Larissa's chest making the smile that was rising die instantly. Everything is too fast, the usually gentle fingers of the younger are quick and imprecise, desperate to lift the gray dress up to waist length. The woman lifts her hips helping, soon the lace panties are exposed, framing the path between the long pale legs. The fabric is just set aside as the head disappears under the table and fabric of the dress, the principal's hands grab a handful of the girl's hair pulling her to herself hoping to feel more pleasure, but there is nothing but a shiver and the slight sensation, she simply cannot delight in the skilled tongue circling the clit, nor touches that usually make her melt. A nagging sensation seeps into her chest and stomach churns, even as she closes the eyes trying to erase the pitiful image of the younger, unsuccessfully, the blotchy and weeping face invades her mind, it's intrusive and strangely... painful. Blue eyes open, she stares into the ceiling mirror feeling a little nauseous at the sight and a hand pulls Y/N's hair back, stopping her from continuing, also making her unbalanced falling on the floor and hitting the back of head against the wooden end of the desk. She just groans in pain, confused in a drunken state and not understanding exactly what had just happened.  

"What is it?" she asks taking a her own hand to head where it hurts, a little surprised to find the part slightly moist, but she doesn't care, everything hurts and that's the lesser of it "Isn't that what you wanted?!"  

"It was, actually it is. But not like this. Clean yourself up first, look decent."  

"So I have to look decent to fuck you? Got it." Y/N laughs humorlessly but stands up to do it, hands resting on the woman's thighs to stand without caring that she is being ignored, the blonde looks at some specific spot on the wall avoiding looking down "I'll be right back." she walks with slow steps to the bathroom attached to the office, closing the door behind her.  

"Shit!" Larissa lets out the air she didn't even realize was holding and lowers her gaze, the memory of the girl there still present, a shiver runs through her body and eyes widen as she notices contrasting crimson on the pale knees, the perfect mark of fingers stamping across skin. She barely has time to think about it as the sound of something falling in the bathroom makes her jump out of the chair "Y/N?" without an answer. 

She waits a few seconds still unanswered until walking quickly to the bathroom, opening the door without knocking or asking for again, extremely relieved to find the younger bent over the sink rubbing her face with the running water, black mascara staining the white sink, a little red mixed in. A decorative plant is scattered on the floor, that is the less important thing. The image scares Weems, she freezes in place for an instant and the next is running around the bathroom looking for a towel or something that can wipe the head of her, grabbing a white hand towel from the cabinet. Without a second thought she pushes Y/N lightly, opening space so she can moisten the cloth and gently presses it where the injury was.  

"What are you doing?" the teacher asks confused as she lifts the face, finally seeing her condition clearly in the reflection of the mirror, feeling even more miserable.  

"You hurt your head..."  

"And? Not like it matters." she shrugs, grabbing another towel from the cabinet to dry her face, wiping the last remnants of makeup off "You can drop it and go back to your place, I just need a moment."  

The woman drops the towel and walks away with hands outstretched in surrender, almost rolling the eyes at such stubbornness.  

"I'm going back to the paperwork, you can go to your dorm."  

 "You don't want to anymore?" Y/N asks with head down, not having the courage to look her in the eye.  

"No." she replies simply and walks away, her conscience seemingly clear that she seems to be physically fine despite everything. 

She sits down in the chair again, staring at nothing, and eyes wander to the table in the corner of the office, the bottle of wine reserved for the night practically empty. That explains everything. Y/N is weak to alcohol, one glass is enough for her to be a complete mess for the rest of the night, one bottle can be... terrible. After two minutes without any movement or sign of life from inside the bathroom the worry takes over, what if she fell in the bathroom? No, there would be noise. Or she sat down and lost consciousness? If she is feeling sick... Larissa interrupts her own thoughts trying to tell herself that Y/N is a grown woman and can handle it, while she can barely control the panic with the idea that something serious is happening. It is a bloody cut, the one on the back of the head, one of the most fragile and dangerous places to hit. She is brought out of thoughts when she hears the door being opened, immediately looking for the younger and sees her struggling to walk, barefoot with the shoes in one hand and the other holding the towel. Face now clean, hair pinned up and she looks a little more sober, only looks, because legs cross each step, causing her to almost fall over after losing the support of the door frame. 

"Leave me..." she whispers when feels the presence of the other woman, who has run in stride to support her "I'll handle this on my own."  

"Fuck off, stop being stubborn." the tall takes her in arms ignoring the protests to leave her on the floor and walks quickly to the other door attached to the office, this one leads to a private bedroom "Be quiet." she says harshly when the younger doesn't stop complaining, trying to get out of her arms. That manages to make silence reign.  

Everything goes by like a blur, Y/N being placed on the soft bed, large elegant hands working to push the hair aside so that the severity of the injury can be checked, to great relief discovering it to be something superficial, but still needed some extra care. The small cut is carefully cleaned with cotton, saline and antiseptic, then gently dried, Larissa improvises a bandage with gauze and adhesive tape. The pain makes the girl moan from time to time, no matter how hard she tries to hold herself together it's almost impossible, the drunkenness that washes over her body also takes away any extra resistance. When the bandage is finished she tries to get up, being stopped by the same hands that took care, making her sit against the mattress again. They stare at each other for a few seconds before the older one turns her face away not supporting the eye contact.   

"Now can I leave?" Y/N asks after a few minutes of awkward silence.  

"No. Lie down." the blonde orders and gets up, walking to the closet from where she pulls out extra pillows and blankets, when turning around she almost drops everything on the floor at the sight "Please, put your clothes back on."  

Y/N props herself up on elbows and stares at her confused, sex is the only thing Larissa wants from her, she has made that clear many times and half an hour ago too. It's just sex. That's what sums up the "relationship" and the reason for the deal that makes her days miserable. And in the same night the woman denies it twice, in fact now seems even disgusted to look at her. She rises feeling defeat coursing inside, from flesh to bone, everything hurts, but nothing compares to the pain that forms in her chest every second she spends in this place. Soon her underwear and dress are put back on, the fabric already crumpled, a bit mismatched, very different from how it was before.  

"Here." the principal places two pillows on the left side of the bed, fluffing them and indicating with a hand for the other to lie down, which she does without asking questions despite the extremely confused look, as if it were nothing more than a strange dream "You need to stay awake for at least an hour, to make sure it was nothing more serious, after that you can go. " the younger just nods, carefully laying down, a groan of pain escapes as head reaches the pillow, soon a pill is placed in front of her "Painkiller." 

"Is it dipyrone?"  

 "No, ibuprofen, I know you are allergic to dipyrone."  

"Thank you."  

"Okay." Larissa shrugs and walks to the other side of the bed, sitting up "You know we can't continue after today, right?!"  

"Why?" her voice comes out broken, a lump forming in the throat at the mere thought of not being with the woman anymore, even if only for sex.  

"We broke the rules, you talked about feelings, I took care of you and now I'm letting you spend the night, none of that is part of the deal." they don't look each other in the eye for different reasons, the blonde sighs before continuing "That breaks the idea of friends with benefits."  

"To be friends with benefits we should be friends in the first place, but I don't think we ever were. You despise me." Y/N whispers bitterly and turns away, she would not give the other the pleasure of seeing her cry.  

"You're right."  

Time passes torturously slowly, Y/N tries not to cry again, which becomes impossible with the indifference and tension that builds more and more every second, then concentrates on not letting it become obvious, holding back sobs and shaking body. Everything hurts, face, chest, hands gripping hard on the pillow and an annoying headache, despite having taken ibuprofen earlier. For an hour and a half Larissa calls her sporadically to check if she is awake or not, occasionally asking if she feels nauseous or anything else, soon discovering that these are symptoms of post-drinking so she stops asking little by little until is completely quiet. That's when the teacher finally falls asleep, the blonde and usually kind (to others) principal in her mind, still trying not to believe it's over. Trying to fool herself with the idea, maybe the slightest possibility, that it's a nightmare where everything they had just slipped through her fingers because of a bottle of wine. 

─── ⋅ ∙ ∘ ☽ ༓ ☾ ∘ ⋅ ⋅ ───

A week later Y/N finds herself running through the halls of Nevermore, dressed impeccably in a casual women's suit set in her favorite color, high heels tapping against the floor, hair brushed presentably, makeup light and she was glad to finally have the bandage off, it would surely spoil the perfect look to finally meet her students' parents. It has been six months of preparation for this moment, of course there are parents who were not very receptive to the idea of their children being taught by a simple normie who was not even raised in Jericho, just as there were those who supported her hiring and seem equally excited to meet her. Parents' Weekend is the opportunity to do that. She stops in front of the door and sighs, smoothing the fabric of the suit so that it is totally flawless, then smoothed the thin tank top under the blazer, for some reason it seems to be looser against the chest and dangerously close to the edge of the neckline, a few necklaces adorning majestically. The teacher knows she should be feeling fabulous with this look and the greetings she has rehearsed for hours memorized, but nothing takes her away from the miserable state she has been in for a week since she woke up alone in Weems' bedroom, with only a note on the bedside recommending that she go to the doctor and the best way out, without the danger of being seen, would be through the side door. Since then she has been trying to pull herself together, which means trying to avoid the woman as much as possible until it stops hurting.  

"You can do it, Y/N. You can take anything for 10 seconds, so just start over and everything will work out." she whispers to herself, closing the eyes in concentration "Allons-y!"  

And it all worked out, better than she could have imagined, the principal was nowhere to be seen, at least not in her field of vision. The first parents to show any interest were a vampire's parents, of the youngest, who complimented her highly on how she helped him adjust away from home, the three greeted each other happily before a gentle conversation. Which caught the attention of another vampire family, these were quieter, but equally kind. After an hour of the event she couldn't even count on fingers how many parents she managed to talk to and captivate, all making clear that despite initial reservations they had a good surprise and results with her hiring. This cheered the younger up a bit, at least something seems to be working out in her life, it's that saying, lucky in gambling and unlucky in love. 

"So you are the beautiful young lady my son talks so much about?" a voice comes up behind her after saying goodbye to Ajax's parents, when she turns around finds a tall man with striking features, sculpted body highlighted by the cut of his suit and a pair of mesmerizing chocolate eyes "Lucien Corbyn..." 

"Elijah's father?!" the parental connection between them is obvious, the boy being a souped up image of him "It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Corbyn! Your son is a great student and very kind." she extends a hand expecting the man to shake, being surprised by the touch of his rough hand leading hers to his lips, where he leaves a lingering kiss, staring her in the eyes the whole time.  

"The pleasure is all mine." he whispers and smiles lowering his hand, still holding hers "Of course Eli is, he's my son and was raised by me...only me. All credit to his father." and blinks, trying to hint that he is a solo and consequently single father  

"I'm not surprised, you two are so much alike. Strong genes." Y/N comments nonchalantly, not realizing how this affects the instinct of the werewolf, who raises an eyebrow feeling audacious and also lucky to have finally found the perfect woman after the former wife's leaving.  

She may not have noticed, but the tall woman across the courtyard did and felt extremely uncomfortable at the sight, Larissa was present at the event the entire time, the first 40 minutes spent solving small problems and talking to the parents who donate money to the academy funds. Trying to be as invisible as possible, at the same time her eyes were always on her, the girl who torments days and takes away sleep at night with the simple fact of existing. Sometimes she got lost in the topic of some parent because her focus was too much on the teacher interacting with the families and giving attention to each one of them, after she pulled herself together, she excused and tried to dissipate it from mind, uselessly, since in the next second she was already doing the same thing. And she mentally thanked for repeating the behavior. Corbyn is a wealthy werewolf, leader of the wolf pack, they went to university together, in fact the man was a great conqueror until he married and had the son, but werewolves like big families, have lots of children to make the pack bigger, and he has made it clear in the last two years that he is in search of another mate to give him that.  

She greets the mother of some siren she can't even remember the name of, and walks slowly over to where the pair are talking, watching the interaction from a distance. Lucien still holds her hand, his other hand caressing her elbow, but Y/N barely notices because she is too excited talking about his son, one of the favorite children. His eyes are no longer on her face, the blonde can see the lust stamped on the werewolf's face as he stares at a lower point, the teacher's breasts. The two mounds are partially exposed by the neckline of the tank top she wears under her blazer, showing flushed skin and a small part of her lace bra, shit, even she can't look away and has been there, she knows every detail by heart, the softness to the touch, the nipples and how sensitive they can be tearing out sinful moans. Everything about her is sinful and Larissa was once the greatest sinner. As approaches she unconsciously takes off the gray coat, which is landing on Y/N's shoulders in seconds, she is startled by the touch and almost cannot believe it when she hears the familiar voice beside her, nor that the soft delicate gloved hands she misses so much are around shoulders holding her tightly, if it were someone else she might say it feels like a possessive touch.  

"I believe Elijah is expecting his father to spend time with him and not with the teacher." she says with venom in voice, a huge fake smile on the lips, staring at his hand hoping the man gets the hint.  

"You are right, Principal Weems. I am here for my little wolf." Corbyn agrees with an even more fake smile as he understands the message, instead of letting her go he squeezes the hand even tighter and brings it to his lips again "I hope to see you soon, beautiful young lady. The pack can't wait to host a dinner on your behalf." he winks and finally lets her go, looking directly at the blonde "See you later, Principal!" and doesn't get a response.  

Y/N keeps a neutral expression until Lucien disappears from sight soon after finding his son in the crowd and as soon as she doesn't see him uses the arms to try to get rid of the coat, but the long arms stop her and Larissa turn around so that they are face to face, without saying anything she adjusts the piece against the girl's body, covering her breasts and then fastens the buttons quickly. They stare at each other in the process, feeling the strangeness of the moment hit the pit of their stomachs, one feeling nauseous and the other boiling with anger inside, sunk in a feeling similar to jealousy, even if she denies it to herself.  

"It's cold." she says shrugging and adjusts the collar of the coat, not failing to notice how big this looks on Y/N, like a big fancy dress, it's almost.. cute to look at.  

"I have coats, you can have yours back." her voice comes out in a whisper and she tries to take off the coat again, but is stopped by the taller one, arms wrapping around her again so she doesn't do that "Principal Weems..."  

"Let's go inside."  

Before she can refuse she feels herself being held by the hand and dragged across the courtyard, barely able to keep up with the woman's steps, partly because of the height difference and also the heavy piece of clothing larger than her, which drags along the ground, none of them caring. On the way some parents observe the scene, from curious to pitying looks, thinking that maybe the teacher was in trouble for some reason, none of them had seen this angry expression on the principal's face before. She just lowers the gaze as just lets be led, knowing that there is no point in arguing, making a scene in front of parents is the last thing she wants.  

"What the hell were you thinking flirting with a student's father?" Larissa asks loudly, holding herself back from screaming, once they enter her office.  

"I wasn't..."  

"Yes, you were. Corbyn is the leader of a wolf pack, an alpha looking for a wife and someone to have his little wolves." she interrupts the younger angrily dumping the facts on the table.  

"And?" the answer is simple and mocking, increasing the tension in the room. The blue eyes fill with more anger.  

"You don't really know the werewolves, the alphas...they are...you are more than that. More than a trophy to exhibit, than a... breeding slut." the words coming out of her mouth surprises them both, vulgar language compared to her exquisite vocabulary.  

"What if marriage and children is something I want? At least Lucien would treat me well, not even hide me." Y/N teases and shrugs, even though she is completely disgusted inside at the idea of that man touching her in this way, besides, she really doesn't know much about werewolves and the classes of the species "And maybe I would be loved."  

In less than a second she finds herself practically lying on the armchair with the woman's body on top of hers, kneeling on the floor not caring about the expensive dress, faces inches apart, warm breath against lips and their eyes meet once again, there is fragility in both, many buried feelings suddenly showing. One hand of Larissa's holds the smaller wrist to the top of the armchair, above head, and the other lands below thigh, lifting the leg for the younger to wrap around her waist, so she does instinctively. 

"I can give you all of this, right now if you want me to." the older whispers without leaving her eyes, for the first time since they met she showed some vulnerability and to their surprise tears emerged, falling down her face faster than it came "Y/N, I can and want to give you all of this, whatever you wish."  

"Then why?" she is confused and shocked, for the past few months the thing she wished most is that someday hopefully her feelings would be reciprocated, receiving only coldness and indifference, accepting the crumbs of the deal they had, it was enough until no more, "Larissa, you despised me for months, as if I was nothing, invisible, even professionally, doubting my abilities just for being a normie. You made me feel...worthless, unworthy of love."  

"And I'm miserable for doing that to you, it was never my intention, but when I realized I was already putting up barriers and more barriers to keep you away, yet I couldn't. My romantic past is terrible, I've been hurt a lot by people whom I gave myself to and trusted blindly. For a blind person, as I was, pushing you away and hurting you seemed better than letting myself be hurt once again. I know, that's no excuse for all the shit I put you through. But I was broken emotionally when I met you, so that's why..." the principal stops talking when she feels Y/N's free hand gently wipe away her tears, thumb resting on the now flushed cheeks "I'm not trying to justify it, but I really was afraid to let you in, then when you were gone I realized that being afraid of losing you is bigger, also hurts more. That night I cried hiding in the office after you slept and uselessly tried to convince myself that it was the best thing for both of us, even if it was burning me up inside. And now that I saw that disgusting man touching you hurt like hell, I realized that I can't stand the idea of someone else being in your life like that."  

"I..." 

"Please forgive me, you were never worthless, I never despised you, never thought you were any of that, fuck, I don't even care that you are normie and I hired you precisely because you are fucking bright, a great teacher and role model for our students. I just can't say I'm sorry for being an asshole and for all the cruel words I've said, if you want I'll wash my mouth out with soap. Y/N, listen very attentively to my words now." Larissa leaves the wrist and long fingers run across the girl's face, admiring every detail, feeling her chest heavy as she remembers that damn night when she was a complete idiot, hurt her in so many ways and made her cry, when she thought lost her forever "You are worthy of all the love in the world, all the happiness, all the affection and you deserve only good things, I made a lot of mistakes, I was the worst person. But..." she sighs and tries to wipe the new wave of tears, anxiety taking over mind and heart "Can you give me a chance? To reward you and show you how much I appreciate you, if you want the world I'll try to give you just to show how deeply I love you."  

"You what?" both are shocked at the sudden declaration.  

"I..." red painted lips quiver and her eyes become clearer, like crystal water, Y/N sees the pure truth about her feelings behind them "I love you." she finally says, word for word, loud and clear.  

"I love you too." the younger whispers, those words meaning more than that, it's forgiveness. They draw closer and slowly bring their lips together.   

It's gentle and soft, as if this is the first time and they are discovering each other, very different from the real first time their lips touched months before, which led them to start everything. Neither can believe that this is really happening, or how amazing they feel with a simple kiss after having done so much more than that before. Lips move in sync, hearts racing and they engage in a tight hug, the blonde's arms taking the smaller body to herself, holding her lovingly by the waist and the back of neck. What makes Y/N groan in pain between the kiss, they separate momentarily only for Larissa to check if she is okay, that injury haunted her for a whole week, only reassured after threatening the doctor to tell about the health condition of her beloved. She soon discovers that the teacher is fine, as she is pulled in by Y/N to continue kissing, this time more intense, tongues meet immediately, feeling and exploring each other's mouths with affection and desire, so much desire that makes the skin burn, feverish with love. It's a kiss that is full of all the feelings hidden for months, of the pain they have gone through in different ways, but about the same thing, the desire to be together. 

"What are we now?" Y/N asks as soon as their lips part and they are looking at each other again, this time instead of tears there are genuine and almost shy smiles "And what are we doing?"  

"Well, I was planning to take you on a date and propose formally..."  

 "Really, Weems? I thought your silly hand was driving us to another thing..." she points to the long fingers under the coat, between the fabric of her tank top and the waistband of the pants.  

"I'm sorry." she is about to take the hand away from there, but is stopped and feels the soft lips against hers again in a quick kiss.  

"It's okay..." the buttons are slowly unbuttoned, the tank top showing and when Larissa moves closer to kiss her the fabric is accidentally pulled, exposing even more breasts along with the lace bra that almost drove the principal crazy earlier.  

"If I didn't know you I'd say it was all planned." the two laugh and the taller one nods in denial, then pulls on the coat wrapping herself in it, bodies pretty much attached inside "Please, never let Lucien come near you like that again. Just seeing him touching and looking at you like that made me boil inside, I wanted to kill him."  

"He wouldn't have come close if I already belonged to someone."  

"Fair enough. And that brings us to the previous question, are we more than girlfriends?" the blonde asks a little fearfully afraid she's jumping the gun, they've been sleeping together for about six months now, but under her stupid terms, fruits of damn insecurity "Or...?"  

"We are whatever we want to be." she thinks of an objective answer, but not even she, who has always wanted this relationship, knows how to define what they have.  

"Then you will be mine, in every way. Body, soul, and mind." they intertwine fingers and Larissa has to fight back new tears when the other nods in agreement, the fear of speaking this fading, her heart speeds up even more "We have a lot to fix, I have a lot to make up for, but I want to be better for you, to be worthy to call you girlfriend and one day wife."  

"You are already worthy, you just didn't know it." Y/N whispers with emotion in voice, fighting back her own tears as she faces the woman she loves in the same state, their heads touch and both close eyes just enjoying the moment, feeling the calm after the storm "It's okay now."  

"It's okay now." she agrees opening a smile and they gap a little, staring at each other "Damn, I can't believe I finally had the courage to say I love you." 

"Neither do I, it's like you're a different Larissa, a better Rissa, who talks, gives affection, knows how to express yourself." the younger's hands run down the principal's neck and rest on the soft face, caressing cheek, then the temple, eyebrows, nose, chin and finally the fleshy lips that quiver at the gentle touch "And love me."  

Their lips come together again in a delicate and emotional kiss, still a new feeling to be able to touch and be like this after all they have been through. What they are doing is no longer relieving stress or satisfy horniness trying to control all the built up sexual tension, there are no sloppy kisses, rushed hands, cold touches and even less the usual neglect. It's exactly the opposite of that, affection is conveyed with every touch and the kisses seem simply addictive, like they could live this moment forever and if at some point they parted it would fade away, just like their dreams before.  

"I knew I couldn't kiss you this way before or I would fall to my knees in love..." Larissa murmurs between the kiss and points to how she stands in front of the armchair, on knees between her legs, hands holding her "And I was right."  

"You're such an idiot, Rissa." they smile and the blonde pulls her around the waist, rubbing hips against Y/N's intimacy, both moan at the friction "My Rissa..."  

"Only yours. And you only mine."  

"I have never been so happy to break rules in my life."  

"And I thank you for it."  

They feel deep happiness and peace, nothing matters around, Parents' Weekend, not even the rowdy students, this is their moment. As soon as their lips touch again calmness hangs over heads, there is no more fear, pain or anything like that, just the feeling of being realized and complete after letting love speak louder.  

"I love you, Y/N..." 

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Raffia Quinta

(CC List + Links)

World Map: Oasis Springs

Area: Parched Prospect

Lot Size:  20 x 15

(1-bedroom, 1 Bathroom)

Gallery ID: Simstorian-ish

Packs Used

Expansion Packs

City Living

Eco Lifestyle

For Rent

Growing Together

Island Living

Snowy Escape

Game Packs

Dream Home Decorator

Outdoor Retreat

Spa Day

Stuff Pack

Laundry Day

Moschino Stuff

Toddler Stuff

Kits

Desert Luxe Kit

Build Mode

Harlix – Bafroom (Double Arch Short, Seamless Window Short End)

Harrie – Coastal Pt. 1 (Interior Double Door)

Harrie – Kwatei Pt. 1 (Interior Single Door - Short)

Lili’s Palace – Jugendstil Floor Tiles

Mutske – Retro Reboot Thindows 2 x 1

Peacemaker – Baton Siding

Peacemaker – Vaulted Ranch

Pierisim – Domaine Du Clos Pt. 2 (Account Book, Back Pack, Plein Wallpaper, Suitcases)

Pierisim – MCM Pt. 1 (Books, Wooden Wallpaper)

Buy Mode

Anye

· Cleo (Blanket)

Awingedllama

· Boho Living (Birds of Paradise, Ficus in Large Vase, Wooden Lamp)

CharlyPancakes

· Lighthouse Collection(Books)

· Miscellanea(Books)

· Munch (Island)

Felixandre – SOHO Pt. 1 (Stool)

Harlix

· Harluxe(AC Control, Bedding Blanket, Book with Sunglasses, Light Switch, Mini Bar)

· Jardane(Lonuger)

Harrie

· Brownstone Pt. 3(Leaning Canvas)

· Brutalist Bathroom(Pill Mirror – Medium)

· Coastal Pt. 7 (Bench)

· Octave Pt. 2 (Hanging Strip Light – Short)

· Octave Pt. 3 (Record Player)

· Octave Pt. 4 (Light Switch)

Ice-CreamForBreakfast

· Iris Apfel x Ruggable Rugs

JoyceIsFox

· Simple Live #8(Wine Glass)

KiwiSims4

· Blockhouse Hallway(Bench)

· Tui Bedroom(Double Bedframe, Table Lamp)

Kta

· Abstract Prints 3 (Mesh Needed)

· Abstract Prints 4 (Mesh Needed)

LorySims

· 2018 Ferrari Portofino

MyCupofCC

· ColourTalk Mirror

· Woven Bath Mat

Myshunosun

· Dawn(Living Books)

· Gale Dining(Cart)

· Uma Living (Monstera Plant)

· Vasterhamn Sofa

· Witching Hour (Picked Flowers and Herbs)

Peacemaker

· Oasis Chic (Living Alocasia)

Pierisim

· David’s Apartment Pt. 1(Books, Coffee Table, Simbook Pro Tv)

· David’s Apartment Pt. 2

· Domaine Du Clos Pt. 4 (Zucchini Chopping Board)

· MCM Pt. 3

· MCM Pt. 4 (mug, pasta)

· MCM Pt. 5 (Accent Storage, Walking closet middle left + right )

· Office Mini(iSimac 2021)

· Tilable(Shelves)

· Vera Bathroom (Bathrobe)

Ravasheen

· Elgato Set

SixamCC

· Fancy Dining (Bar Stool)

· Retro Vibes (A Very Soft Rug)

Sooky88 – Justina Blakeney Rugs

Sundays – Sumba Pt. 1 (Pillow Set I)

Tuds – Wave (Candle Holder)

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Recent Read Manga Recommendation Round Up (plus anime!) - Part 3

Manga/anime I’ve been enjoying recently! Links to part 1 and part 2.

Twitter link to this post here.

~Links to my other manga posts~ My personal favs/ones I super enjoyed will have a ✨ on them :)

PLEASE LOOK UP ANY TRIGGER WARNINGS!

CRIME, ACTION, DRAMA

✨GANGSTA. by Kohske

(8 volumes + chapters released past vol.8, hiatus)

Available in English

Please check out my dedicated post I linked for this series. I worked super hard on it!

If you take one recommendation from this list, let it be GANGSTA. I’m begging… This series is going in my all-time favs. I have a whole “Why You Should Check GANGSTA. Out” section in my dedicated post, so definitely take a look at that! But in short: Do you enjoy great character writing? A diverse, adult cast featuring different races and disability rep (deaf MC)? A gritty setting? A FOUND FAMILY OF DORKS?

I'm obsessed and I'm making it my mission to take as many of you down with me as possible...

TIME TRAVEL, SUPERNATURAL

Link Click directed by Li Haoling

(24 Episodes - Season 2 Coming Soon)

Link Click is a donghua from Studio LAN and streamed on Bilibili — the Chinese streaming service that I do some subs for, if you're unfamiliar with them — as well as Funimation. I enjoyed the art, animation, and atmosphere. The premise is that two guys working at a print shop time travel through photos to help their clients. And who doesn't love a trio of kids with a big-hearted jokester, the quiet, mature one, and a feisty girl who reins them in? I think this is my first donghua and I enjoyed it!

Plus, the opening and ending themes are pretty slick ->

Season 1 Opening Theme - Adding it to the playlist.

MECH, POLITICAL, SCHOOL

Mobile Suit Gundam: The Witch from Mercury by Yatate Hajime

(12 Episodes + Prologue - Season 2 currently airing)

Let me tell you about me and Gundam.

I used to work at a translation company in Tokyo where I translated some Gundam figure commercials/interviews (which are currently privated on Youtube, unfortunately) amongst other things. I'm telling you guys, every time I walked into the office and saw an email from Bandai/TAMASHII NATIONS with a new Gundam translation request in my inbox, I would cry a lot little inside. I had never watched anything Gundam and didn't know what the heck was going on in the stuff I had to translate. There was this one interview with a figure designer where I was like, "Oh, you have to be a Gundam fan to understand what the heck he's talking about..." I remember me, another translator, and our editor staring at our screens exasperated. We managed, though. Big shoutout to the Gundam Wiki — not that I understood anything from it LOL.

If you told me back then that I would enjoy a Gundam thing, I would've laughed — but here I am, enjoying a Gundam thing. I'm not into mechs, even though I think robots/robot-adjacent stuff + space are cool. Still, I could never get into mechs for some reason. So if you're like me, try The Witch from Mercury. Our MCs are these two girls who end up engaged to each other in a rather hilarious way imo, with a colorful cast of supporting characters. The political themes I hear Gundam is known for really hooked me, and I LOVE how the kids handle a situation they end up in. I won't say more so as not to spoil it, but I think this is a great entry point for Gundam newbies!

Season 1 Opening Theme - Am I turning into a Gundam fan? Wild. Who would've thought the day would come? What if I start getting into Gunpla? A slippery slope, really.

SLICE OF LIFE, SCHOOL

✨Skip and Loafer by Takamatsu Misaki

(8 volumes, ongoing) + Season 1 Anime

Available in English

I remember seeing volume one of this series at the bookstore I frequented in Ikebukuro Station when it had just come out. Sooooo many times, I almost picked it up over the years. But I always passed because I was swamped with work, school, and current reads.

Now, I have a little more time on my hands, and the new anime adaptation has so much love put into it! A great coming-of-age story following young Mitsumi as she moves to the big city for school. This series is so wholesome, it's cavity-inducing.

This opening is the most delightful thing~

SLICE OF LIFE

Hotel Metsäpeuraan e Youkoso by Fukuta Seira

(2 volumes, ongoing)

JP only

In the mountains of Finland is a hotel run by two men. One day they see a young man outside in a snowstorm, and bring him inside. The men can tell that teenager Jun seems to have a heavy past and offer him a job and place to stay at the hotel.

Super cute, wholesome, and has great found family vibes!

SLICE OF LIFE, FOOD

Samenai Machi no Kisaten by Hasha

(2 volumes, complete)

JP only

A chill read with a touch of melancholy. At the end of each chapter is a recipe! The art is very cute and pleasing.

DYSTOPIAN, SCI-FI

✨Fool Night by Yasuda Kasumi

(6 volumes, ongoing)

JP only

In the future, the sky is blacked out, not allowing any sun through. To survive, technology has been developed to turn people into plants. I'm in love with the art and atmosphere of this series. I can't wait to read more!

ROMANCE

Gakusou by Tsurimaki Nodoka

(oneshot)

JP only

This is a super short one-chapter oneshot. Cute little read with lovely art! By the same author as 聖血の海獣/Seiketsu no Kemono, a 3-volume manga I've been meaning to read.

LGBTQ+, DRAMA, COMEDY

To Strip The Flesh by Tooda Oto

(oneshot/anthology)

Available in English

An anthology that has some funny stories, and some that made me feel too seen...

DYSTOPIAN, SCI-FI, CRIME, ACTION, POLITICAL

✨PSYCHO-PASS by Urobuchi Gen

Check anilist for all content because the seasons, movies, manga, light novels, and watch order are a little all over the place.

The Psycho-Pass: Inspector Shinya Kogami manga is available in English from publisher Dark Horse.

Set in the future, Japan has implemented a surveillance state that measures people's psyche and flags anyone with the potential to do crime, even if they have not done anything or will never have done anything.

I watched season one back when it first came out in 2012. Since then, I would see ads for new content at the train stations in Japan and thought I’d catch up. There’s a new movie, PSYCHO-PASS PROVIDENCE, releasing May 12, 2023.

I've been having a lot of dumb, edgy fun with this series and its on-the-nose political themes. It's kinda camp-y? I do wish it spent more time on character moments, though.

I love me a trio (which seems to be a theme in this round-up lol) and this series has a good trio! Akane is such a great character, and Shinya and MY BOY GINOZA NOBUCHIKA!!! have been thoroughly entertaining me.

I love him. I wanna bully him and stuff him into a locker...

#manga recs #manga #漫画 #おすすめ #manga discussion #manga recommendations #anime #anime recs #anime recommendations #seinen manga #GANGSTA. #Skip and Loafer #Fool Night #Link Click #psycho pass #the witch from mercury #gundam #samenai machi no kisaten #gakusou #to strip the flesh #Hotel Metsäpeuraan e Youkoso

[rpsocsandcanonohmy]

Like for a starter from a Witch's Printing Office muse

Please specify muse and/or AU in the replies or DMs

#starter #starter call #a witch's printing office #a witch's printing office rp #a witch's printing office roleplay

[songweaver]

#a witch's printing office #kemonomimi #mouse girl

[faline-cat444]

This one took longer than expected to get ahold of due to a little thing known as a typo in the system.They finally realized the error making the physical form available for purchase but it was bundled with something slated for November of this year so I deleted the original attempt and repurchased.

Here’s a rough idea of how all the books now look lined up with the expansion:

Volume six is expected around June last I heard

#A Witch's Printing Office

[gallavich-headcanon]

Gallavich AU List

Gallavich AUs

Canon divergent AU High school AU Famous AU Celebrity AU Jury duty AU Medieval Ukrainian AU Magic AU Fem Gallavich AU Gods AU Cruise AU

Work: Artist AU Coworkers AU Bartender AU Trapeze artist AU Physical therapy AU Massage therapy AU Musician AU Motocross AU Body Painter AU Chefs AU Office AU Print shop AU 'Medieval Times' experience AU Photographer AU Teacher AU Doctor AU Escape room AU Hockey AU Athlete AU Pilot AU Blogger AU Trucker AU Movie AU Personal trainer AU

Inspired by other media: Game show AU Big Brother AU Call Of Duty AU Scandal AU Tiktok AU Hunger games AU Lumatere chronicles AU

Meet Cute / Meet Ugly: Dog meet cute AU Ugly train meet cute AU

Mickey: Artist Mickey Bartender Mickey Graphic designer Mickey Actor Mickey Musician Mickey Chef Mickey Care giver Mickey non-binary Mickey Teacher Mickey Doctor Mickey

Ian: EMT Ian Bartender Ian Veteran Ian Actor Ian Musician Ian Model Ian Healer Ian Witch Ian Knight Ian Photographer Ian Chef Ian Teacher Ian Doctor Ian Referee Ian Author Ian

Honorary mention is this beautiful tag - AU shenanigans with Nosho @creepkinginc thank you for being my partner in crime

#jesus this took soooo long #I hope this is helpful #i probably forgot some tags #master list #gallavich au #list #gallavich #ian x mickey #alternative universe #shameless #shameless au

[preservationofnormalcy]

So we’ve got some extranormal religions, universities, and government bodies. Are there any companies?

There’s a few! It’s a little more rare, since by law they have to comply with a lot of our regulations on secrecy and disclosure. But there’s a few that operate in our jurisdiction.

Harrison Chou, leader of our AbTech Division, founded a company called EsoteriTech in the late 70s. Though it’s largely defunct now, it had an important place in a lot of our corporate governance because it was the first direct public-private partnership in the Office’s history, and it led to Chou joining us on a permanent basis.

Being a very practically-minded person, he felt that previous attempts to use technology to study the supernatural were efforts by spiritualists to understand and make use of science, and wanted to do the opposite. An engineer and programmer attempting to come at it from the other angle, and it was remarkably successful. I think their first big project was an attempt to create a device to reliably contact the dead, and it’s technology we still use to this day when spirit boards are not appropriate to the situation. Thaum measuring techniques, demonic influence test strips, a lot of what we use regularly today was developed by EsoteriTech and funded by the Office. EsoteriTech is mostly working in the digital space now. Their most famous product is Screye, the video-and-spellcasting app favored by wizards and witches. Works on iPhone and android!

Another one you’ve probably heard of is Pearlgate Ventures, the largest organization of literal angel investors on earth. They pick and choose smaller companies to invest in according to their “plan”, which their CEO Eli claims is “inspired by Heaven”. Mostly it’s entertainment ventures. Movie theaters, arcades, vacation organizers, cruise lines, that sort of thing. Next time you’re at a theme park look closely at the map pamphlet, chances are you’ll see Pearlgate written in tiny print.

Kind of on the opposite tack, Leviathan Ltd is a brokerage firm famously run by one of the only dragons who’s stayed on earth since most of them fled. We know him as Zane Farrow but his dragon name is a closely held secret. The Office has had a professional if strained relationship with Mr Farrow over the years, and we maintain our commitment to neutrality towards him.

I’ll take this opportunity to remind everyone that Andromeda Starlight is not a corporation, they are a free association of witches, as their lawyers will absolutely be happy to remind you.

#office for the preservation of normalcy #ask #dragons #AbTech division #andromeda starlight #angels