#I’m going to be completely honest here. I am going to tag this like crazy so people can see it. million teef idea right here
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goblin-enjoyer · 1 month ago
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Amazing concept: ork isekai where a mekboy gets sent to warhammer fantasy.
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guiltysungho · 6 months ago
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— bad idea right ?!
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genre : tags. fluff, brother’s best friend, enemies to lovers(?), teasing, slightly suggestive, sex mentioned
pairing. brother’s bsf!han dongmin x gn!reader
wordcount. 0.6k
a/n. written in the dead of the night. i feel like taesan is just the most flirty in the most teasing way. here’s part 2 if you even care.
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It was bad enough that you constantly had to see him because of your brother but now you also had to share a room with the guy?
You didn’t hate Dongmin, you just didn’t particularly like him, you had your reasons. He was what some would call a serial lover, he was on a roll, he had dated most girls, enough guys, and a bunch in between but that wasn’t why. You could have accepted him if he didn’t date your closest friend therefore ruining your relationship because she had convinced herself you were seeing him. It could be argued that had nothing to do with Dongmin and more to do with her self esteem but you didn’t want to hear it.
“Are you going to stand there the whole time?” he asks tired of ignoring your presence, it had been 30 minutes since your brother left with his girlfriend, he was the one who planned the trip so he went for the cheapest option which was a single room for four, except it was two queen sizes and so you just had to figure it out.
You sighed propping yourself on the bed where your brother slept. Dongmin didn’t seem bothered by it but he was a master at sleeping with people so it bare counted as anything,
“I’m not going to fuck you” you glare at him on the bed across the room, the action makes him smile, or the words either way he smiled and it felt so enchanting, you were taken aback by the effect it had on you.
“I know, I don’t want to fuck you” he explained, for some reason that didn’t make you feel better, it hurt in some odd indescribable way,
“Why not?” a quiet scoff escaped his lips, his eyes circling the room in disbelief.
“Do you want me to fuck you?” you can barely hide the shock on your face hearing those words from him, the smirk on his face was enough to know that this was amusing to him.
“You’re crazy” it comes out weaker than you intended, was your body actually failing you to Han Dongmin?
If you were being completely honest your body always somehow malfunctioned when he was around and you knew it wasn’t because you “hated” him but it was easier doing that than admitting that you found him attractive just like the rest of the population.
“Am I? You’re the one who thinks I’m some kind of horny monster” you can’t help but smile, the soft breath of a laugh escaping your lips before facing him.
The way he looked back at you blurred all your thoughts for that whole second where your eyes met, his tired eyes trying to figure out everything that you were just by looking.
“You’re not?” he rolled his eyes at you, acting unamused but the curve on his lips was so telling,
“I’m actually extremely romantic” he insisted, and you tried to imagine it, Dongmin, romantic, he did seem like a romantic, like he’d tell you poetry about how lovely you smell in the morning, like he’d get on your dad’s good side if it meant he could see you every day from then on. You hadn’t noticed before, but that was just how he seemed.
“Yeah right…” he liked your tenacity, you didn’t admit to things easily but it didn’t annoy him, it just made him want to show you, let you see how things really were,
“I can prove it, let me take you out.” and there it was, no wonder so many people fumbled, you wanted to follow the ways of your predecessors so badly but what was the point?
“You so want to fuck me” he laughed this time, with his hand over his smile, a small laugh but enough to make you smile.
It felt clear now, just in the few moments of conversation you had together it just made sense, and now he wanted you to see past the rumors, he’d never felt that urge before, the urge to come clean, “I’m not as bad as you think I am”
“Your brother will beat my ass if I hurt you anyway” you couldn’t argue that.
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nighttime-tea-party · 1 year ago
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soooo idk who else to ask but like what happened to all the big names during the sebaciel renaissance?? I’ve kinda been off tumble pretty much since nsfw ban, but what happened to blogs like chromehopelite and ciel’s lingerire or vexing young master? Im sure there’s others I’m missing I just can’t remember but I feel like no one uploads on the sebaciel ao3 tag as much as it used to in like 2017 and 2018. hopefully the fandom will come alive again with a new season?
Hello! I have no idea what happened to Vexing Young Master but as for the others, as far as I know, Ciels Lingerie got obliterated again and again, both here and on twitter, and I guess at one point they gave up. Their latest twitter seems to have been hacked by crypto bros.
Chromehoplite is still around, just not in the fandom anymore. And who can blame them, considering the amount of vile messages they got on a daily basis.
To be honest, I've been active in the tumblr fandom for... Idk how long, before BoC, and it was the most prolific back when BoC aired. After that, it's been a downward spiral. It got a bit refreshment through BoM and BotA but not in the same way. Back during BoM, the fandom felt huge.
I think it's a natural development. Manga fandoms are most active when there's a fairly recent tv anime adaptation (movies just don't do it like tv shows). There hasn't been one in a long time, and additionally, we've had to put up with our main characters virtually missing from the manga for about half a decade now. The twin reveal was that long ago!
So I completely understand that the fandom has become the way it is now. I consider myself crazy for still sticking around the way I do (but I have no plans of changing that) but most people aren't as weird about Kuroshitsuji as I am.
That being said, I also believe that the fandom will have a real renaissance when the show airs again. I never expected that twitter-borne renaissance to hold on anyway because it was mostly just born out of spite against antis (which is valid but not enough to give people the motivation to stick with a manga that's barely progressing over the course of years). Chrome and the others were there before the twitter renaissance and they were there after it too to some extent, but I guess lives go on, priorities and interests change and also, fandom can just be really nasty and detrimental to your mental health sometimes.
Maybe we'll see some familiar people come back when the new show airs, who knows!
I hope my answer helped!
P.S.: from the perspective of a creator myself, the disappearance of popular creators coincides with a strong decrease of engagement with authors' and artists' works. You could say it's a hen and egg kind of situation but I think the common denominator is the lack of progress in the manga and everyone's fatigue with everything. In any case, from a creator's POV it does feel kind of discouraging sometimes when you feel like your skill has increased over time but people don't interact with it as much as they used to. Like, I know it's the size of the fandom but I sometimes think, "has my art gotten that bad?" and I mean I don't draw for attention or else I'd draw Genshin or sth like that but it is a little difficult to process anyway. Sorry for the rant.
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slytherinshua · 2 years ago
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Reunited (pt. 2 to Infamous Together)
𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐥𝐨𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠. . .
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳�� genre and tags: fluff. secret agent au. exes to lover ig? ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ warnings: bullet wound mentions? kissing. lmk if i missed anything. not proofread but i might edit later idk. ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ pairing: taehyun x fem!reader. ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ wc: 1.8k. ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ a/n: this is pt 2 to infamous together!! if you haven't read that go read it first cause idk if this'll make any sense otherwise sdkfjs.
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“I still love you, Y/n.” 
“What?” You blinked at him, your brain not really processing anything since the moment he had kissed you. He had barely touched you in the past 2 years unless it was in a fight, but just 5 seconds ago, his lips were pressed against yours.
Your hand was still resting on his cheek after wiping away his tears, but you suddenly pulled it back. You didn’t want to fight with him. That was about the last thing you wanted to do. But you did have questions. A lot of questions. You weren’t sure when the best time to ask them would be, but you also didn’t feel like you could wait for the answers for much longer.
“Tae…” You started, using the shortened version of his name like you always used to do. It got his attention better than anything else, his heart speeding up at the sound of you calling him that again for the first time in years.
“Tae…” You started, using the shortened version of his name like you always used to do. It got his attention better than anything else, his heart speeding up at the sound of you calling him that again for the first time in years.
“Yes?” He responded, anxious to hear whatever it was that you wanted to tell him.
“First, promise to answer me honestly. I don’t know whether to trust you anymore, but I want to. I want to trust you, Tae.” You reassured him. He nodded, and his right hand trailed over to your left, fingers just barely grazing yours.
“I’ll answer honestly. I promise.”
“Do you mean it? When you say you still love me? Is that… why you tried to help? Or do you just not want another death on your conscience?” You asked, your frame getting smaller and your confidence wavering as your shoulders caved in slightly. You felt like you were a deer in the headlights, unsure of what his answer might be. 
“Why do you ask that when I said I did?” He asked softly, “I wouldn’t lie about that.” Hearing his honest answer made your heart clench. He really hadn’t changed.
A smile graced your face for the first time since you had woken up. Taehyun adored the sight.
“I missed you.” You hummed, surveying your hospital room properly for the first time, “How long am I gonna be stuck in this room? Cause I’m not gonna let 1 bullet jeopardise my career— that’s absurd.” You said it completely seriously. 
Taehyun started laughing and you couldn’t figure out why. You hadn’t said anything with the intent of being funny.
“Why are you laughing?”
“It’s a relieved laugh…” He spoke gently, “I’m so glad to have you back.”
You looked at him as if he had gone crazy, “Just because I’m in a hospital bed doesn’t mean you get to be all lovey dovey and gross on me. I will still hit you.”
“That’s not fair.” He pouted slightly, and you smacked him lightly on the shoulder. “That wasn’t as hard as I was expecting.” He murmured in a teasing tone, ducking quickly when you raised an eyebrow as if offering him another hit.
“I’m just joking. I’m in no condition to fight anyways.” You said sadly, staring daggers at the IV needle hooked up to your arm and bandages wrapped tightly around your torso. 
“You’ll be out of here soon,” Taehyun assured, and you sighed, looking over at him. 
“You look worse than me,” You quipped, tousling his blond hair slightly, “Have you eaten since I was shot?” You asked, your worry growing when he didn’t respond, “Have you drunk water?” Still no answer.
You shook your head slightly, tsking at his choices and pressing the call button. The nurse rushed in immediately, thinking there was a problem with you and that you needed emergency treatment or something.
“Nurse… Kim.” You said, trying to read her tiny name tag from 12 feet away, “Before you freak out, nothing is wrong. I’m actually fine.” You said, giving her a quick thumbs up from your position, “But this guy here,” You placed your hand on Tae’s head, ignoring his glare from you messing up his hair again, “He has made some questionable choices. You can get some food and water for him, right?” 
The nurse nodded, very confused but your assuring smile seemed to convince her that you really were fine. Once the nurse left, Taehyun opened his mouth, probably to protest, but you wouldn’t allow it.
“Tae, your lips and cheeks have almost no colour, and you look like you haven’t slept in days. No offence, cause you know I think you’re still hot, but you look awful.” You said pointedly, a small smile growing on your face as his mouth shut again. He couldn’t argue with that if he tried. You were right, after all.
He hadn’t eaten a proper meal since he was in the hotel before the mission, which was several days ago. And water had become a small priority while he had waited anxiously for you to wake up for 3 days. He had only taken tiny sips when he could spare it, and even then he didn’t really want it. His lack of sleep was the most obvious, and you were bewildered as to how he had stayed awake for this long.
The nurse came back quickly with bowls of steaming food and a couple water bottles placed on a tray. She set it down on the side table, turning back to you two, glancing down at Tae’s hand that was still clutching yours tightly with a smile, “Your boyfriend wouldn’t leave your side for the three days you were out. He looked like he wanted to knock me clean dead when I suggested that showering and putting on a fresh change of clothes might make him feel better, but I convinced him eventually.”
Taehyun looked down, squeezing your hand a little tighter. He wouldn’t focus on anything else except you, and he was completely ignoring the food and water. You thanked the nurse and she left the room. Once she did, Taehyun looked up again.
“Eat.” You said sternly, removing your hand from his to cross it over your chest. He didn’t protest since you had told him to, he picked up the tray and started eating.
“Is it any good?” You whispered, having laid down on your side, your head now resting comfortably on the pillow so you could still look at Tae. He nodded, eagerly gathering some rice and soup on the spoon to give to you. He blew on it carefully, making sure it wouldn’t burn your mouth before feeding you.
You stifled a laugh, looking away from him even though you found Taehyun’s focus on this little task to be adorable. The food was good, for hospital food anyway. It brought back some life into you, but it made you drowsier than before.
Taehyun finished the meal, picking up the tray to go wash it at the sink in the corner of the room. You watched him because you didn’t have anything else to do, but you felt your eyelids starting to close. You kept them open until Taehyun came back over. With your hand grabbing his wrist, you carefully scooted over on the bed to make room for him and tugged slightly, urging him to lie down next to you.
He was hesitant, “Are you sure there’s enough room? Won’t you be uncomfortable?” 
You shook your head, “I just want to sleep,” You mumbled drearily, “with you.” You added, pulling his wrist again. He gave in easily, just like he always did. He just wanted to do whatever you wanted since you were the one recovering.
You closed your eyes once your head rested comfortably on his chest. It was such a welcome position to be in after so long. You hadn’t realised how much you missed it until now.
“Are you comfortable?” He asked, his hand brushing your hair back softly.
“Very.” You placed your hand on his chest, right where his heart was. It was racing. You really did still affect him the same way.
You fell asleep faster than you ever had, probably a combination of the medication and your beaten up body resulting in low energy and fatigue. Taehyun glanced over at your face once he felt your breath deepen. You looked so calm— like you had just brushed off the fact that you had been shot just days before. He pressed a lingering kiss to your forehead before drifting off to sleep as well.
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10 months later.
“We should get the strawberry ones, cause they look like hearts.” Taehyun said, smiling.
“But the marshmallow ones are bunnies-”
“But the strawberry one will be tastier.”
“But-”
“And it has a higher nutritional value.”
You groaned, “Fine, we’ll get the strawberry ones.” You brought two of them up to the counter and paid them along with the two drinks. Now it was time to go to the rooftop. 
Taehyun was all smiles and sparkling eyes as he arranged the food and flowers on the ground where you would sit. You didn’t let it show too much, but you loved going on dates like this. Making it as cliche and heart-meltingly romantic as possible fit so well with your boyfriend… and secretly you as well.
The contrast between Taehyun right now and Taehyun when on the job was jarring. He was in a soft t-shirt and wide-legged blue jeans, his hair blowing softly in the wind, plus you had managed to tuck a flower behind his ear. But just 3 days ago he was suited up in his gear, intimidating and scary-looking. Other people would find it weird, but you found it charming.
You sat down beside him once he had set everything up, pulling him close by the waist and pressing a chaste kiss to his lips. He giggled, picking up one of the little strawberry cheesecakes and taking a bite.
Everything seemed perfect and beautiful. Just you and him.
You talked and ate, all the while you rested your chin on his shoulder and fiddled with the small diamond ring on your left ring finger. You couldn't wait to see Taehyun with a matching one. You kissed his cheek as he was saying something, making him pause and look at you.
He hummed, raising his eyebrows softly.
“Just a kiss. That’s all I want.” You breathed. He joined his lips to yours again in a kiss - long and sweet and perfect.
Until it got interrupted. 
Taehyun’s phone rang, then yours did as well. You were forced to pull apart, both answering the calls simultaneously. You glanced at Tae. He looked at you. He nodded. You smiled.
You hung up, cracking your knuckles and jumping up, “Time to go, I suppose.” You grinned, packing up the lunch quickly and heading back to the company building. It was time for another mission.
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barclaysangel · 4 months ago
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A Siren's Embrace; Chapter 2: Mermaid of the Sea
Hey everyone! Here is chapter 2 of “A Siren’s Embrace”! I’m gonna be honest, motivation is extremely low right now and I’m struggling with one of the chapters. With my low motivation, I don’t know how much I’ll be updating since I’m still stuck on chapter 6. And with getting almost no interaction on this story, it’s made my motivation go so much lower, but I’ll still post the other 3 chapters that I do have completed within the next 3 weeks. Please leave comments because they do help fuel my motivation and make me happy.
Thank you and enjoy :)
Word count: 1.3K
Tags: @streets-in-paradise @king-of-wicked
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Nika didn’t tell her parents about what happened at the beach. 
What was she supposed to say to them? Hi, mom and dad. I nearly died while surfing today but it’s okay! A fucking mermaid swooped in and saved my life, so here I am! Anyway, can I go back to the beach tomorrow?
Yeah, that would be a good way for her to either be locked in her room for the next year or worse, get institutionalized. 
So Nika had to keep everything to herself. Her parents couldn’t ever know what happened. They were overprotective enough and this would just make it much worse. 
Not to mention the psychoanalysis she’d have to go through if she happened to mention the mermaid bit. 
They would realize that their only child has fully lost her mind and is spiraling into madness. 
Well, maybe she was. There was no proof of the mermaid even being there. Not to mention that Nika was on the brink of death. She seriously could have hallucinated everything. Or there was some logical explanation going on. 
Like…there was a person there. Singing to me. And then…ran away before I could fully see them? Nika thought to herself but even she knew that she sounded possibly even more insane to try and rationalize what happened. 
So Nika might really be going crazy. 
She had gone back to the beach, to that same area where she was resting on the sand, the very next day to try and find her. She did this every single day after that, desperate to know that it wasn’t all in her head. But with each day passing by, staying in the water for hours, she realized that her attempts were growing futile. There was no sign of the woman that saved her life. 
Maybe…maybe I did imagine it all. It was my brain’s way of coping with nearly dying that I hallucinated a supernatural creature of the ocean that I always held an interest in. 
At this point, it was useless for Nika to keep doing this and risk looking insane to anyone that saw her. Her parents were already beginning to question her on what she was doing for hours, everyday after school. She could only come up with so many excuses before her parents finally put their foot down. 
Perhaps it would be better to just…stop and accept defeat. To walk away with some of her pride still intact and never speak a word of her hallucination to anyone. 
But on the day she decided she was going to give up, the tenth day since she almost died, she was at the beach, near the corner where no one else could see her. Nika was perched up on a large rock, crouching down while scanning the ocean before her. She wasn’t sure how long she stayed there, just waiting, but then, she felt a pair of eyes on her back. This didn’t feel like a passerby on the beach, wondering what she was doing. There was some kind of intensity that made Nika pause before slowly turning around. 
Just like when she woke up, she saw the same shade of sea green eyes looking at her. 
A small gasp escaped her lips and her own eyes widened, a brief feeling of vindication ensuring her that she wasn’t losing her mind–I’m not crazy, I’m not crazy, holy shit!–before the woman’s head went underwater. 
“No, no, no, no…” Nika scrambled to where the woman disappeared up on her rock, seeing just a shimmer of scales that almost camouflaged in the water until it was gone. 
Her heart sank and she sat down, running both of her hands through her short black hair. She had seen her for just a few seconds, a little bit longer than the first time, but now the woman was gone just like before. 
After sitting there for a few minutes, feeling like her hopes were dashed away from her, Nika saw something in the water. Something pink and white until it rose to the surface. 
It was her missing surfboard. 
Along with the woman holding it out to her. 
Neither one of them moved, staring at one another until Nika slowly took the surfboard from the woman. “Th-thank you.” She said quietly after just managing to find her voice. 
The woman simply nodded once before they went back to staring at each other. There were light blue, almost silver scales on the sides of her neck and down her arms, so faint that she wouldn’t have noticed they were there if the sunlight didn’t hit the woman. She also noticed her caramel-colored skin and long dark hair, most of it hidden in the ocean. 
Nika couldn’t stop admiring the woman–no, the mermaid judging by her blue tail that continued to sway underneath the sea–and all her beauty. 
She was the loveliest being she had ever seen in her life. 
“You’re the woman who saved me from drowning…aren’t you?” Nika had to ask, just to make sure that she wasn’t imagining everything. 
Just like earlier, the mermaid nodded. “Well…thank you. I appreciate it.” She told her with a soft smile and the woman smiled as well, almost mimicking the same smile on Nika’s face. 
After a few seconds, she asked something else. “Can you speak? Oh…you probably don’t because, well…”
“Yes,” the mermaid answered much to Nika’s surprise, “I…speak some. I listen to Walkers here. I learn. I…understand most.” 
She spoke slowly, as if she was trying to get every word right. It reminded Nika of how she sounds when she tries to speak Spanish as fluently as she could around her mom’s side of the family. 
She raised an eyebrow. “Walkers?” 
The mermaid then reached out and her webbed hand touched Nika’s bare foot. It made her jump a little to suddenly feel a cold and wet hand on her skin but somehow, it was comforting as well. Besides, the grasp wasn’t meant with ill intention, but one that was of explanatory and curiosity. 
Then, the woman removed her hand from her foot and pointed a finger at her. “Walker.” She repeated, implying that Nika was a Walker. 
“Oh…that makes sense.” She said with a quiet chuckle under her breath, almost getting lost in the mermaid’s eyes. “Do…do you have a name?” 
This time, the woman shook her head. “We…do not…have names.” 
Nika supposed that made sense. If mermaids couldn’t speak and had to learn from Walkers, then of course they didn’t have names. 
“Well, my name is Nika. Nika Vincent. But you can just call me Nika, of course.” She said, almost shyly. 
The mermaid stared at her, tilting her head just slightly. “Nika.” She repeated her name. 
Somehow, hearing her own name from the woman’s voice brought a wonderful chill down her spine and Nika couldn’t help but to shiver. 
How was that so lovely to hear? 
Abruptly remembering that she had to go home soon, she checked her phone from her pocket and looked at the time before looking back at the mermaid. “I-I have to go home. But…I would love to know more about you. Will you be here tomorrow? Right at this rock?”
She smiled softly, just like before, and nodded in confirmation. “Tomorrow.” She agreed, staring so deeply into Nika’s chocolate brown eyes as if she was looking into her soul, and then submerged herself under the water. With a splash of her tail, she was gone, just like that. 
Nika sat there for a moment, processing what just happened and her mind spinning. A mermaid just gave back her surfboard and spoke to her. This had to be a fever dream, but it wasn’t. She even pinched herself to ensure that it wasn’t a fantasy. 
Shit, that hurt. She thought to herself and then giggled. 
This was all real. 
The mermaid was real. 
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canmom · 1 year ago
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L’Aventure de Canmom à Annecy - Dimanche/Lundi
Bonsoir mes amis!
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I am in Annecy, the unreasonably picturesque home of the Annecy International Animated Film Festival! I have discovered that the Annecy International Animated Film Festival involves a lot more standing in long queues in the hot sun than I expected! Nevertheless, I’m here and making the best of it.
So.
dimanche - le voyage à annecy
First of all, Sunday! I set off at 3am on Sunday morning, taking a bus, followed by two tubes, followed by another bus to the airport. The last bus was late. I met a couple of nice PhD students on their way to the same airport, and they were gonna get all of us an uber, but then the bus showed up after all.
At the airport, security threw away my 200ml bottle of sunblock. Can never be too careful I guess >< Inevitably, Richard Dawkins and his little pot of honey leapt unbidden into my brain. I promise I did not call anyone a “dundridge”.
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The flight itself was uneventful! I was behind three other Annecy-goers, a very sweet gay couple and their friend... we hit it off pretty well but they were on a later bus and I haven’t seen them since I got here ^^’ Once I landed in Geneva I was racing across the city to try to get to the Annecy bus in time (I left myself an hour, which turned out to be way too little time to get through customs, out the airport, onto the train etc.) Trains in Switzerland are nuts, some of them are split across multiple levels and even the ones that aren’t have like, steep steps to get aboard.
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Like “fuck you if you’re in a wheelchair” I guess.
Luckily the bus to Annecy was late! So by midday on Sunday I was in Annecy!
I ran into a group of Swiss animation students who were happy to let me tag along for a while. They just finished their graduation films and they were terribly excited about Spider-Verse. They ended up arranging to meet a couple of animators at Cartoon Saloon so I ended up witnessing some honest to god Networking. The imposter syndrome kicked in about when they were showing the cartoon saloon animators clips from their demo reels. I didn’t even have business cards. Apparently that’s a thing people bring???
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pictured: swiss animation students approaching Lake Annecy.
Anyway my legs got really tired from standing up and no sleep. I bought myself an expensive crêpe and sat down on the floor to eat it. No films were due to start for hours.
I went down to a comic book shop in Bonlieu. French comic book shops are fucking insane. All the books are enormous glossy hardbacks that cost like 50+ euros. I could totally walk away with the complete works of Moebius or Enki Bilal if things like ‘money’ and ‘getting through the airport’ and ‘not reading French’ weren’t factors. But equally there’s so much stuff that I’ve just plain never heard of. I could spend a month in this one shop easy.
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At 3am my hotel checkin opened! Though in French you don’t say ‘check in’, you say j’ai un reservation. By this point I had been awake for more than 24 hours so I decided to go have a nap and eat the falafels I brought with me (very good idea, would recommend having a snack) and wake up for the opening ceremony.
Hotel comments: It’s pretty comfy! Nothing super fancy but I don’t need super fancy. The breakfast is kind of crazy expensive. I had a bit of a scare when it turned out that they hadn’t charged me when I booked the room, and wanted payment now, but thankfully I have a job now so I could take that in stride ^^’
At this point I discovered my plug adapter supports the US, Australia, New Zealand and Japan... but not Europe. Fortunately I had a power bank with me so I could keep my phone alive (its battery is pretty shot) so I resolved to buy a new adapter on Monday.
I woke up shortly before the opening ceremony and quickly concluded that there was no way I was going to be making it down to the opening ceremony and went back to sleep. I slept a really long time. But I think I needed it. Shame to miss the ceremony but odds are I probably wouldn’t have even been able to get in, someone else said she’d queued for two hours.
lundi - les files d'attente 
(lmao is that really the french for ‘queues’? ‘files d’attente’?)
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A beautiful morning in Annecy! I walked over to the supermarché and got myself some pasta ingredients and a ‘veggie dog’ (falafels in a baguette) from a French bakery. I learned just how limited my French vocab is. But it’s a little reassuring to find French people who speak about as much English as I speak French. (Have not yet tried to speak Japanese to any French person but it will probably happen.)
Anyway. Films time, at last!
So the way Annecy works is, you get a certain number of reservations per day depending on your ticket type. If you don’t have a reservation you can optimistically show up at the theatre anyway, and whatever seats they have left go to the line. From the website it sounded like you’d have a pretty good chance to get in.
My friends. That is a lie.
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To get in to a popular non-reserved screening you have to turn up basically hours in advance. Otherwise you arrive at the back of a queue like this, stand in line for a while, and then someone in a red shirt comes out and tells you you’re too late and you go find something else to do.
I have already become very familiar with this particular stretch of ground outside Cinema Pathé. That said, the queues are a good chance to meet people! So I ended up making a couple of connections, mostly with animation students from various places. It turns out a ‘Grand Public’ ticket is a bit of an odd duck.
As you can see in that picture, a lot of people had umbrellas. This is something I neglected, and had to use my bag instead, like so:
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Guess where I got sunburned.
One of those something elses I did was walk into the VR films room. This runs on its own reservation system, with each film having somewhere between 2 and 6 headsets, which get sanitised between viewings. The whole room looks kinda scifi with its cables dangling from the ceiling...
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The only VR film available when I arrived was called Black Hole Museum + Body Browser by Su Wen-Chi from Taiwan. This was very demoscene, with a lot of particles flying around under force fields in a black and white space; the second part involved a dancer who’d been photoscanned somehow and was displayed using waves of particles. It was neat, but I can’t say I was hugely moved? The display device was a Quest 2, but I’m not sure if it was running the particle sim on Quest 2 hardware. If it was, I’m impressed.
The other VR films were all but fully booked so I resolved to come back another day.
I tried to get into the anime film The Tunnel to Summer, the Exit of Goodbyes. Predictably, I was too late. However, the next queue over was for a Spanish film called Inspector Sun and the Curse of the Black Widow, and, wanting to see at least one film I hopped onto that queue and found myself inside the cinema in short order.
The auditorium was packed and I got to witness firsthand such Annecy traditions as throwing paper aeroplanes at the screen, shouting ‘Lapin!’ whenever a rabbit appears onscreen, and making a weird popping sound with your mouth while waiting for the film to start (??? it sounded like frogs ig???). The movie itself was greeted with excitement but honestly? It was pretty eh, which is a shame since the idea of a world of bugs is a fun one! The story concerns a bumbling spider detective, his aspiring sidekick spider, and his feud with the leader of a locust underworld, playing out on a seaplane en route to San Francisco. The characters are all very one-note archetypes, and the dialogue felt like it was trying way too hard to be funny quippy movie dialogue... only to land on the painfully obvious. A big shame.
But what’s worse is that I had spent my one daily reservation on Mars Express by Jérémie Périn at 4:30 and I’d completely lost track of time. By the time I walked out of Inspector Sun my phone was almost dead (see above about the adapter) so I popped into a French electronics store and bought a couple of EU adapters and set off to charge my phone. But then on the bus I thought, hold on a minute, when is Mars Express, I have like an hour right---oh fuck. Well fine it’s at Bonlieu right? I can just walk there? ...it’s at Le Mikado Novel? Where the fuck is that? Half an hour away?
...so to make a long story short I got off the bus, walked down the street, my phone died, there was no way I could find my way to Le Mikado in time to get in even with my reservation, so I had to go back to my hotel and waste my precious reservation. And I hear the film was great. Sob.
There are a bunch of other screenings this week but they’re all packed so who knows if I’ll get to see this movie.
Despite this big oof I charged up my phone and headed back to meet up with my friend (hi to my friend!) who was in the queue for Production I.G.’s new film The Concierge. My friend was more than an hour early, so we thought we had a pretty good chance... lol nope. After standing in line for 45 minutes we were informed the cinema is full and had to leave.
It wasn’t a complete waste though. We met up with another friend and had a little picnic of bagels. Unfortunately the bagel I got was not the bagel I thought I was getting (idk what happened) but even so, it was nice to meet two online friends who by bizarre coincidence both turned out to be from Singapore.
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To close the night I decided to take one more shot at getting in to see a movie, and went for a late showing of The Sacred Cave, a movie from Cameroon. Which is pretty neat, it’s not every day you see a movie from Cameroon. This one was... well, technically it’s definitely rough, but I don’t wanna be hard on it. The story is a fairy tale: a traditional healer is called in to attempt to save a dying king, and he dispatches his son on a mission to retrieve special medicine alongside the Prince.
On the way the son encounters a weird forest wizard, then a princess of a neighbouring clan who’s been turned into an anthro frog by an evil wizard; as he tries to head back with the medicine, he’s captured by said clan and almost executed, but because of his pure nature he alone can draw the special magic sword, and using this power he helps his captors overcome the evil wizard’s raiding party. But on the way home he gets betrayed by the Prince! A whole lot of betraying unfolds, killing off the old seer, and it turns out that our boy is actually the true son of the King. Despite the whole ‘executing his adoptive father on spurious charges’ thing, it all shakes out; the baddies are driven off, the princess unfrogged, and our very special good boy is rewarded.
It’s animated largely in Flash, and it has the feel of an online Flash video. All the same, I believe this is the first feature-length animated film from Cameroon. Bootstrapping an animation industry capable of putting together a coherent film is a hell of a feat, and must take an enormous degree of passion and dedication to make that happen. (Also not to put too fine a point on it but there are certain historical reasons why France has a much more developed animation industry than the country it had colonised until 1971.) Anyway, although principally made in Cameroon, the credits name a whole bunch of different countries, mostly in West Africa. Probably it would make sense to compare it to Princess Iron Fan or something like that, and I’m excited to see what comes down the line. And it was a very sincere movie, the setting presented with a great deal of love, especially when it came to costumes. I’m glad to have seen it.
Tomorrow morning Im gonna get up very early and take another shot at The Concierge, and try and plan better around the queuing system to try to make the best of it and catch more of the short films. It’s definitely not been the day of back to back films I was expecting, but honestly despite all that I’m having a good time just being in Annecy and the week is yet young...
good god is it expensive here though
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brutal-nemesis · 2 years ago
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Yeehaw we gettin tagged by @whump-me​ (tyyyy) and posting 7 snippets from our writing (or wips but i am a wipless bastard atm 🤪) and i have decided to do some Silly Castys Moments (and also some Erebus stuff ig 🙄)
Warning for some gore probably it’s Nemi writing so yk but I’ll try to keep the really bad stuff outta here (there also some armputation and guy going crazy and starving to death over and over you know the drill)
1. Local silly guy does in fact regret it very much
“I don’t really want you, per se, but a certain…friend of yours.” Castys stiffened, and he heard a faint laugh. “I think you know who I’m talking about.”
“I really don’t. I’ve got a lot of friends, you know, and-” something slammed into the metal above him, cutting him off.
“Don’t play dumb with me; you know exactly who I’m talking about, and you’d better tell me where I can find him or I’ll make you regret it.”
“Please, do your worst. I already regret so many damn things so I don’t think another one on the pile will do much to me, to be honest,” Castys mused, wiggling against his bonds slightly.
2. The worst fmk in existence gets you stabbed
“Hey, guys, fuck, marry, kill for rice, pasta, and bread, go. I think for me, I gotta say fuck bread, marry rice, kill pasta. Don’t get me wrong, I love some noodles, some noods, but, like, man. Have you ever just, like, had some bread? Insane. I would fuck bread. I don’t wanna fuck anything, but boy I would fuck the bread. And rice, man, she’s so dependable, she’s always there for you. What I would want in a spouse if I wanted anything in a spouse. This game wasn’t really designed for me, and yet, here I am. So, c’mon, what’s it from you two? You’ve gotta have-Hey, Danny boy, got an opinion you’d like to share?” Castys smiled up at the man now standing in front of him.
Daniel rolled his eyes before putting his asshole face back on. “Just do something useful for once and hold this for me, vermin,” he said with a smile, lifting Castys’s shirt and gently sliding the knife he was holding into his abdomen. Castys just sighed, way too used to being stabbed to really care much about this.
3. Ripping your arm off but it’s a Phineas and Ferb reference (this one is probably the most gory of all the snippets fyi but it’s not too bad)
Sensing his chance, Castys grabbed the manacled wrist of his shredded arm with his good hand, bit down on the gag, and pulled. He couldn’t give up, couldn’t stop, not after enduring this much, he could feel his flesh tearing, sending out sparks of agony unlike anything he’d ever known, and he had to keep pulling, pulling and jerking and tearing and twisting and praying, praying that he could rip it off before he drowned again, which, hey, kind of a weird thing to want, not that he hadn’t had to amputate his own limbs before, but weird that it was happening again, and honestly, this hurt way more than the other times, but wasn’t that always the case-and fuck there was no way he was going to be able to just snap his bones like this, and he needed it to be completely severed, and there was no time, wedge it against the rocks and pull pull pull until there was a snap and a burst of unholy agony, so intense it almost smothered the relief, so fierce it made him forget he was drowning up until the moment his oxygen-starved brain lost consciousness.
4. Lmaoooo bitches trapped in a cell for like 200 years
Every three days. Thirst. Weakness. Dizziness. Death. Was it three days? Is that how long you could last without water? He tried to count, but the numbers got lost in the haze all too easily. There was no way to mark the stone, to keep track outside of his head, the blood wasn’t being washed off him anymore. He had nothing, nothing at all, just here and himself and the unyielding stone. The square of sunlight would move across the cell, the only motion to break the constancy of everything else. It was the same day repeated over and over and over and over and over and it was the same just the same nothing ever changed, ever, ever, it was the same-
Something wasn’t the same. The leather muzzle that had kept him silent for so long had been slowly rotting, and it finally fell off. For a moment he simply stared at it lying there on the ground, broken, dying, fading away. He opened his mouth for the first time in decades. And he screamed, because that thing got to rot away and disappear and he wouldn’t, he would always be here, hungry and thirsty and alone and trapped and alive and it wasn’t fair, not at all, and he screamed because it had been so long since he was able, he cried because it was all he could do.
5. Erebus’s iconic sit down protest ✨ (it does not accomplish anything in the end)
“You are coming with me. As of today you are my property, so you will do as I say. Resistance will only make things more difficult for you. So you will walk, or you will be dragged. Your choice.” Erebus initially felt a bolt of fear shoot through him, but looking down at her scrawny frame, he realized that she likely couldn’t carry out her threat.
Dragged? He’d like to see her try.
Erebus sat down on the ground and looked expectantly up at Neteri, one eyebrow raised. She huffed and narrowed her eyes. Planting her feet firmly on the ground, she tugged on the chain as hard as she could, but it did little more than make him lean forward. She sighed. “Okay, you have a point there.”
6. More Erebus and Neteri shenanigans because she’s right he’s being a drama queen
“You can’t just do that! That’s-you can’t just amputate my arm!”
“See, this is why I didn’t want to tell you. I knew you’d freak out.”
“Of-of course I’m freaking out! You want to cut off one of my limbs, for Drottkia’s sake!”
“I mean, yeah, but I’m going to give you a new one right away. So at the end of the day you’ll have the same number of arms you started with. It’s honestly not worth getting that worked up about.”
7. New phobia alert!! (warning for centipede on guy)
He felt it, it was on him, dozens of little legs pitter-pattering across his skin, crawling on him. “G-get it off. Neteri, please, please get it off.” It tickled the back of his neck, around the base of the section of skin she’d replaced. “What’s it doing Neteri plea-” she clamped a hand over his mouth, her thumb rubbing against his cheek as he whimpered.
“Shh, shh, you’re okay Erebus. I’m just seeing if it can connect to you, I promise I’ll take it off when I’m done.” Connect to him?! What-what did that mean-oh it had stopped crawling around it was just sitting there it was on his back what was it going to do to him what did connecting mean was it-Erebus felt a momentary pinch at the base of his neck, and suddenly his limbs starting moving, wriggling in the restraints all on their own. Neteri removed her hand from his mouth and looked down at him expectantly, her other hand still gripping his tightly even as his fingers twitched uncontrollably. “Are you doing that?”
“N-no I-I’m not moving I’m not doing that why are they doing that I can’t stop it is it doing that to me make it stop make it let go please-” Tears were streaming from Erebus’s eyes but he didn’t care he just wanted that thing off he wanted it gone he wanted control of his own body back he’d always had that even when he was tied up and strapped down he’d always had that-
And there we go hope that either a fun time on memory lane or at least made you laugh a little
Taggin uhhhh @galaxywhump @yet-another-heathen and @painsandconfusion (mainly because i know you will want to read the Castys content 💕)
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proship-selfship · 2 years ago
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Hi, I came to this site around a year ago. At the time, I had no idea what the terms anti or proshipper meant, and just wanted to join in order to find content for fandom related stuff. Well, this is how I accidentally inadvertently fell into the anti pipeline, and I am going to call it a pipeline because I have fallen down both the far right pipeline on YouTube and the anti pipeline here on tumblr and I can tell you that they both utilize the exact same tactics to trick youth into thinking just like them.
I basically just followed whatever fandom blogs were recommended to me by the tumblr algorithm, I didn’t really know any better. They all had something like ‘proship DNI’ or ‘proshitters 🤮’ but I didn’t know what any of that meant so I followed anyway.
I eventually got ingrained with the sort of anti-community of this fandom, and it’s really scary shit the stuff they say and how they act. They made me feel like anyone who didn’t think like them was CRAZY, they were unfathomably EVIL and INHUMAN, they were the only safe ones in fandom to talk to, EVERYONE either is or should be EXACTLY like them. There was very much a sense of being watched and judged and I felt myself getting anxiety, obsessively combing through peoples blogs before reblogging from them because god forbid if you did reblog from someone ‘bad’ you’d get about ten dozen anons telling you to kill yourself for being a dirty hidden proshipper trying to infiltrate the antis and get completely ostracized and dropped by the ‘friend’ group. God forbid if you disagreed with any of the popular leaders, either. And it’s not like there were any hard-and-set rules, either. They were literally just using social Justice language as a blunt weapon to bludgeon anyone who didn’t hold their same views. Because one ship could get called pedophilia for being a 3 year age difference between a 20 and a 23 year old, and anyone who ships that is a weirdo or a groomer in disguise, but if it’s a ship THEY like, an age difference of 10 years between an 18 and 28 year old was just dandy.
People also used the anti term as a shield against criticism, and especially as a shield against suspicion. There are a ton of actual honest to fucking god groomers and pedophiles in anti circles who portray themselves as ‘good, trustworthy adults’ because of how they only consume good, morally pure content. I had one big-ish fandom anti slid into my fucking messages asking me for my real name, my age, and a selfie, so she could better ‘protect me’ and make sure I only talked about topics I ‘should’ talk about. Was weirdly fucking obsessed with knowing what my race was and would constantly post weird reblog baits and tag me in them like ‘what’s your eye color’ or ‘what’s your skin color’ since I refused to send her a selfie or tell her my race. And a lot of antis know about the presence of these fucking pedophiles in their midst but don’t report them or do anything about them because it would be ‘bad for their image’ and ‘the proshitters would have a field day’ or ‘I know they were creepy towards you but I know for a fact that they’re not a bad person because we’ve both harassed and suicide baited dozens of people with bad fiction opinions together and I know she only has good opinions on the media I consume soooo Idc if she was creepy towards you and the 6 thousand other minors in the fandom lol kill yourself you attention whore <3’ the last one may or may not be based on an actual conversation.
So tldr they very much made me feel like. They were the only ones with opinions that mattered, they were the only one who I could trust, they were the majority and everyone was just like them anyway and you’re crazy if you think anyone thinks differently from us because EVERYONE secretly thinks exactly like us and if you disagree with anything you must be one of those weird groomer pedophile freaks.
The reason I fell out of this anti pipeline? I was saved because of their own bigotry. I’m asexual, and one night, one of the big antis in fandom goes on a out-of-the-blue absolute tirade about how much they absolutely despise asexuals, how we are infiltrating the lgbt and trying to ban sex, how we are just straight people in disguise trying to make lgbt into puritans, how much she just wanted to bash our skulls in. I read all this, decide to respond to it in the morning, go to bed and find myself blocked by everyone for some bullshit about secretly being a pro shipper in disguise all along, despite having done nothing to warrant that response. I had blocked who they wanted, refused to talk to whoever they didn’t want me to talk to, etc. oh wait, could it be? That they just made some shit up because I had the fact that I was asexual in my bio and hid like the little cowards they are? I highly suspect it, and at the time it was crushing, but now I’m very thankful for it. Never thought I’d say this, but Thank god for aphobia 🙏
I have so much more to say about how they had probably the most conservative and bafflingly republican views I had ever witnessed since the 1950s. Like the racism was cartoonishly bad. The stereotypes about people of different sexualities. The blatant ignorance about other cultures. The misogyny, both towards fictional women and real-life women they hated. I have stories for days
...This was a wild ride from start to finish. I get told "antis aren't a cult wdym" and then I get anecdotes like this from people who've escaped those circles that just reinforce my point. This is so fucked up.
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sheeniqueb · 8 months ago
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Toxic to Healthy Relationships Legacy Challenge
Created by Sheenique B
I be loving all these legacy challenges, and I played a lot and I have always wanted to create my own based on toxic upbringings and working to break generational traumas in the SIMS WOOHOO! This is going to be a crazy crazy storyline for you and your sims so get ready for the ride, because there is going to be A LOT of ups and downs in this one.
 I love drama but not in my life its very exhausting LOL, but the sims let get it!
This is inspired by my own life I grew up in a pretty toxic environment, but I also had friends who went through similar, and I manage to make it our alive so let’s see if your sims can. Through the trials and tribulations of the sim’s life will your sims continue to be toxic or break the pattern? I am going to conclude some mods in this challenge but to be honest it’s up to you if you want to include them.
Tw: This challenge will cover topics of drug & alcohol abuse, Teen pregnancy, cheating, neglected childhood, mental health issues, adoption, runaway.
You can play with just base game, or you can play with packs.
RULES
You must complete each goal for each generation to move on to the next, now here is the twist I will put two paths for you to choose from. Will you continue the path of trauma or will you continue the path to a healthy new beginning.
Cheats are absolutely allowed omg why not because they’re the best! Use freerealestate to start off and the starting funds is going to be $3000 Simoleons.
Lifespan can be normal or long.
You take sims into cas.fulleditmode add some cool traits in here. I’m having the sim start off with adhd which the main household before Gen 1. I am also using plumlace baby drama mod to have the baby mama trait. Also, chingyu traits and chingyu traits rewards.
If you play this challenge tag me on twitter with a link to your YouTube and #toxictohealthy
Gen 1: Mom’s a Drunk and Dad’s an Addict, GOT TO GET OUT OF HERE!
Traits: Baby Mama, Hot Headed, Romantic (get extra trait slot)
Aspiration: Super Parent
Start off as a teen, make their parents, and start off in any world you would like. The mom should have the traits, (adhd or any trait you like this is just mine I chose), hot headed, and clubber trait. (aspiration party animal) The father should have the traits, party animal, lazy, and foodie. (aspiration psychonaunt from basemental mods and you do not have to complete the parents’ aspirations).
Your mom was a teen mom and went from home to home through adoption growing up, she met your dad in high school, and he was always dark in nature. Before you know it, she pregnant with you and decides to runaway to a shelter until she gets housing and lets your dad live with her. Your dad becomes addicted to drugs and sits at home and does coke all day or weed, he drinks and eats out the fridge all the time so there is barely food in the fridge. You mom has always been partying going out with friends and coming home drunk, and sometimes you must help her to bed. Your parents are always arguing and sometimes it gets physical and bad (you can use extreme violence mod or not up to you). Your parents receive social assistance to pay the bills in the house, one day your dad takes too much coke and has an overdose, your mom is depressed and stays out for days so one day you take the opportunity to leave once you graduate.
Healthy path: you try your hardest to become an A+ student in high school so you can go to uni and get a degree, you have a boyfriend and get pregnant young but he not there because he a serial cheater, so you must rely on child support and/or a part time job. You end up moving on campus so that you can get out of your parent’s hell hole and raise you kid there, you make supportive friends who help you on the way who allow you to send your kid every other weekend, so you get a break (little ms sam spend the weekend mod). You graduate uni and start working in your desired career, and you don’t care because you just want the be the best parent to yourself and your kid. You meet a coworker, and you guys fall in love and get married and have one more kid, he the best man, father, and stepfather to your kids.
Get A’s in high school till you graduate, you can graduate early or wait.
Have a Boyfriend
Get pregnant.
Become a single mother since boyfriend is not around.
Get a part time job or rely on child support.
Take a specialized degree in any field you want.
Make friends in uni or one best friend from high school so that your kid can go there alternate weekends.
Graduate Uni and get a job.
Buy your first house.
Meet the love of your life & get married.
Have one more kid.
Toxic Path: You party hard during your high school years and get in with the wrong crowd, you start getting into drugs and sleeping around. Your parents don’t really care so there’s no need to sneak around, you fail terribly in school, you don’t plan on going to uni anyway, so you just get a part time job and live your life freely just paycheck to paycheck. You go to a party one Friday night and get so drunk and high that you wake up in the middle of a park, you stumble all the way home, and you make yourself something to eat. Next thing you know your throwing up in the bathroom and you take a test and find out your pregnant. You decide to keep it and you have no idea who your child’s father is, and you don’t plan on stressing to find out. You continue to work your dead-end part-time job just to provide for you and your kid, you’re a good mom till your kid reaches young adult hood and you kick them out. You’re in your 30’s and you want to live your life; you meet a decent guy who also has a part time job, and you guys get married and don’t have anymore kids or do you so you can get baby bonus (money from the government each time you have a child).
Gen 2: Mom was a party animal and raised me to survive on my own but not entirely, she kicks me on my 20th birthday.
Traits: Ambitious, romantic, loyal, Self Assured
Aspiration: Successful Lineage
 Luckily, I had a part time job, so I was able to save and get an apartment on my own but I’m still struggling to make ends meet. You decide to go on birth control so you don’t get pregnant, and you decide to get a job so you can make more money and be more stable than your mom. You try a dating app, to see if you can find someone who is worth being with and you end up meeting two guys. You love them both, but you find out that one of them is not ready to settle down, you end up getting pregnant for the guy that doesn’t want to settle down. The other guy still wants you and he doesn’t care if your pregnant for someone else, he just always wanted his own family whatever that looks likes. Do you be with him or chase after the guy that doesn’t want you? You raise your kid, and you make sure you support them financially even when they get older, so they really will be good on their own. You save for them so that they have their choice to go to uni or just be stable. You always be there for them, but it takes you awhile to learn that you end up having another kid for your boyfriend because he such a great father and then he asks you to marry him. Will you marry him?
Healthy path: Make sure you have a part time job so that when your mom kicks you out, you’re not on the street (freerealestate cheat). Get your first cheap apartment while still working your part time job, you decide to go on birth control because you want to be responsible and have a kid when you’re ready. Life doesn’t turn out as planned sometimes, you get a regular job because your tired of struggling but you just work a lot. You reach to a good level where your making good money and now you start dating. You meet two cuties, and you get pregnant for one but the one you get pregnant for doesn’t want you, the other one does, and he wants you, but do you want him?  You chose the one who loves you and you guys live a very comfortable life. He helps you raise your kid and then you have another kid for him, you both put money away for your kids, so they have a future. You reach the top level of your career and your fulfilled.
-Get a part time job
-Get a cheap apartment
-Start birth control
-Get a regular job that pays good
- Start dating and fall in love with two guys
- Get pregnant for one of them but he a player
-Date the other option you have
-get married
­- buy your first house with your hubby.
-Have one more kid
-Save money for your kids
-Reach the top of your career and live comfortably with your partner
Toxic Path:  Make sure you have a part time job so that when your mom kicks you out, you’re not on the street (freerealestate cheat). Get your first cheap apartment while still working your part time job, you decide to go on birth control because you want to be responsible and have a kid when you’re ready. Life doesn’t turn out as planned sometimes, you get a regular job because your tired of struggling but you just work a lot. You reach to a good level where your making good money and now you start dating. You meet two cuties, and you get pregnant for one but the one you get pregnant for doesn’t want you, the other one does, and he wants you, but do you want him?  You chose the one who doesn’t love you and you guys move into together because you wouldn’t stop chasing him. He is never home and sometimes you find other panties that are not yours, so he forever cheating. He works but doesn’t help with the kids or the bills, you get pregnant for him again. He cheats AGAIN and get’s another girl pregnant leaves you, gets married to the other girl, kicks you out of your own house so now you move far away with your two kids by yourself, your traumatized so you choose not to marry again and die alone.
-Get a part time job
-Get a cheap apartment
-Start birth control
-Get a regular job
Start dating and fall in love with two guys.
-Get pregnant for the toxic one
-Chase the toxic one until he moves in with you
-Get pregnant again
-Don’t get married (because he doesn’t want to marry you)
-You pay all the bills
- he cheats and gets another girl pregnant
-He gets married to the other woman and kicks you out
- you leave with your kids to another sim world
-Choose not to marry again and die alone
Gen 3: My Mom is alone and I probably going to die alone, so where does that leave me?
Traits: Sugar baby trait (plumlace), High maintenance, materialistic
Aspiration: Mansion Baron
I’m just going to get a sugar daddy so I’m technically not along. I don’t have to struggle with money and I’m not alone, but I also have my space. I’ll adopt when I’m in my young adult year because I have a sugar daddy and he will provide for me and my adopted child, you think I care. Guys are not going to play me I’m going to play them; I’m going to show my kid how to get that shmoneyyyy and not worried d about getting her heart broken because love doe does not exist it’s shitty anyway. Loving myself and putting yourself first is what matters the most. I don’t want to get married, and I don’t want to be with anyone but myself, I just don’t want to get hurt or my kid so I’m going to show them the way. Until one of my high school friends hits me up and admits he like me for the whole high school years we been together, and now he is telling me he wants to be with me. He rich though, but I could be rich on my own or can I have a sugar daddy and whatever me and this high school guy end up being.
Healthy Path: I’m going use my body for the time being to survive, and I’m going to get a sugar daddy when I finish high school.  I’m going to move out and live rich and I’m going to have just 1 kid when I turn into my 20’s, I am going to give them the best life ever. I’m going to show them how to get money and not struggle in this world. An old friend hits me up and says he wants me I’m going to try but I’m not making any promises, oh shucks I ended up falling in love and now were getting married and have two more kids. GOODBYE SUGAR DADDY!
-Finish high school and move out when you’re a teen.
-Get a sugar daddy
-live a nice house or apartment off the money you get from being a sugar baby
-Keep in touch with friends from high school
-Adopt a kid when you’re a young adult
-Raise them and spoil with the nicest things
-Show them how to get money as a teen the way you get money
-get in touch with a high school old friend
-date him or not
-stay committed with high school long time friend
-Get Married
-Have two more kids
- ditch sugar daddy
Toxic Path: Yeah fuck this shit called love I’m going to stay getting my money and I don’t care about anyone else I’m just going to keep it short and sweet. Raise my kid, have my house, and she going to have everything I just don’t care what she does I just want to be good and have a nice house and have money.
-stay with sugar daddy
-have a big house or an apartment
-don’t date anyone
-have one kid and raise her to be like you
-when she turns a teen, she can decide what she wants to do, and you will just give her the money
-You don’t care what she does with her life it’s up to her
-stay alone, happy, and rich
Gen 4: Um I get what I want and do whatever I want, so I’m going to write a book on my crazy generational family. Thank God I came out rich and beautiful and the most successful. My mom will give me money anyway and I give no fucks, so I just focus on me, and she focuses on her. I wonder who my parents are but then again, I don’t care. My mom tells me she has some old man providing her money so even if she didn’t give me that I will get my own.
Traits: Snob, Creative, perfectionist
Aspiration: Best Selling Author
Healthy Path: Write a book and named each one after the generations before you are including yours. Finish high school and you can choose to advance for career in uni or work up to the top level. You don’t really care about having kids, so you wait till you’re an adult to create a science baby with anyone.
Finish high school.
Get a job.
Live with your mom until you sell your first book.
Move out and work in the author career.
Become an adult and have a science baby.
Get married when you’re an elder
Toxic Path:
-finish high school
- moms pays uni to accept you lets see if you will get in
-sleep with your mom’s sugar daddy and get pregnant as a young adult
-leave and don’t ever let your mom find out that her grandchild is her sugar daddy kid
-work in the author career
- name at least one book about you sleeping with your mom’s sugar daddy anonymous
-your mom finds out and now you both despise each other
-your mom cuts you off from financial support
-raise your kid until she becomes a teen
-get into a relationship
-stay in a relationship till elder
-get married as an elder
Gen 5: My mom’s a hoe so I’m going to ruin people’s relationships too!
Traits: flirty, nosy, noncommittal
Aspirations: Villain Valentine
Healthy path: I’m a hoe till I fall in love with the one that wants to wife me, and the worst part is I get pregnant with twins soooo I got to stay with him. He early in his career but who cares he takes care of me and the kids. I make enough money to support us on my own until he reaches up there and he a hard worker. But I won’t be having more kids because twins are a lot. Turns out on our anniversary we have a freaky deaky night and I’m pregnant with another set of twins I now hop on birth control, but we got this.
-play with people’s hearts and relationships
- get pregnant for one of your victims with twins
-move in together and support till your partner reaches level 10 in the career
- have more kids unexpectedly (twins)
- start birth control
-live a loyal life to your victim hubby LOL
Toxic Path: I just love woohooing and I don’t care who gets hurt as long as it’s not me LOL but then I get pregnant and I’m just like whyyyy. I keep woohooing until I gave birth and I keep woohooing and I end up pregnant again. I don’t remember my mom having twins in the blood line but suddenly, I have 6 sets of twins and I am not with any of their fathers.
-Play with people’s relationships
-have 6 sets of twins with different suitors
- struggle to raise 6 kids on your own because no one wants to be with you
-until you meet tom peeping and he weirdly obsessed with you, but you don’t care
-marry tom peeping LOL
Gen 6: Do I settle or do I end this stupid toxicity and marry my boss. I just want to be the smartest in the room.
Traits: paranoid, ambitious, proper
Aspirations: computer whiz
Healthy Path: I just want to be stable so I’m going to make sure I’m good before I do anything stupid like have a baby. I’m not leaving my home till I can get a job and then I’m going to marry my boss he older and he stable. Were going to have a kid and I can forget about this weird toxic life my mom has. I’m weird to scared of the dating world and there is so much stds out there like I’m tryna be smart here.
-don’t move out till young adult
-join the tech career
-get close with your boss
- sleep with your boss till you reach the top of your career
-marry your boss
-get pregnant
-only Have one child
-be close with one of your siblings
Toxic path:  I just want to woohoo my way to my top I won’t get caught and he got my back. Then his partner finds out and then I find out am pregnant, and I get fired and now I’m like what I’m going to do. I move worlds and change my identity; get another job and I don’t talk to my family because I’m so embarrassed I thought I was smart am not. I hate looking at my kid sometimes like why she is here. I don’t plan on telling her because I just want to hate her not them hating me. I’m too drunk to care anyway.
-move out as a teen
-join tech career
-get close with your boss
-sleep with your boss even if they’re in a connection
-Get pregnant
-get fired because your boss partner found out and is going to black mail him if he doesn’t leave you
- start a new career and move
-raise your kid
- become estranged from your family because your embarrassed
-change your name, your looks, everything
-adopt a new aspiration of your choice
-and adapt to that lifestyle and stay drinking away your mistakes and past
Gen 7: I’m addicted to drinking and my mom just doesn’t really talk to me, and she can’t even look at me sometimes. It’s like she hates me or something or doesn’t want me but just does the bare minimum to raise me. One-night I’m now in high school, she get’s drunk and tells me that she slept with her boss and had me and got fired. Wait so I do have a father? I want to find him or should I what if he can’t talk to me.
Traits: Clubber, Cringe, Nosy
Aspirations: Beach Life
Healthy Path: I will find my father, but I got to get my mom drunk first I’m going to do this as a teen. I’m going to move out as a young adult to the warm world of beaches after I find out who my father is. I deserve to be happy not be in a situation where I’m not wanted. My mom abandoned her family so I’m going to abandon her because that’s her karma.
-find out who your father is by getting your mom drunk and talking to her while watching a movie
-contact your father and meet somewhere and see if he wants relationship with you
-move to the beach world and start a new life
-keep in contact with your dad
- have a boyfriend
- adopt a teen
-see if you see yourself getting committed after having a kid in your life
-bond with your kid over the beach life
-get married to your boyfriend
-work part time because you don’t really care to work you just got inheritance from your father anyway
Toxic Path: I’m just going to drink just like my mom because what she just old me broke my heart I’m just going to become dark, and my style embodies that. My parents both didn’t want me, and I honestly want to pop up at my dad’s house so I can ruin everything over there in his life. Whether that means killing that bitch of a girl he has.
-become addicted to alcohol
-find your father
-kill his wife/ girlfriend
-kill your mom
-leave your moms house and change your name and start a new life
-never give up drinking
-adopt a teen for someone to talk too
-die of alcohol poisoning once your kid becomes a young adult
Gen 8: I just want to be dark, a good person, and alone I just want to have friends and if a kid comes cool maybe I’ll adopt because I was adopted. I honestly want to be goth but a good person not wicked. One day I find out after my mom dies that she killed her mom and her dad’s girl, that’s crazy and I’m so lucky I wasn’t next. I just want to be away from everyone where no one knows I even lived with her. I’m thinking Moon wood Mill 😉.
Traits: Generous, outgoing, good
Aspirations: Leader of the Pack
Healthy Path: I make friends where I live and some people don’t look like humans, but they have a human heart, and I think that’s beautiful. I struggle with my past sometimes, but my friends know my story and their always there for me, especially when I adopted my first kid, I was so happy, and I think I want more honestly. But I just want my friends and my family idk about having a partner because it’s not important to me.
-move to moonwood hill after your mother’s death
-change everything about you
-get a basic job
-make friends and make them become your family have a club to do things together
-adopt a child or two
-have the strongest friend circle and little family
-celebrate every holiday or the ones you want with your friends and kids
-let a friend move in with you when they lose their house
-grow old together
Toxic Path: I only want to make friends so I can know their secrets and use it against them. I adopt a kid or two I treat them better than I ever was but I’m not a role model, just look at my foster parent that’s fucked. So, I’m going to show them what I want and hopefully I get my friends to do what I want by blackmailing them.
-fuck all your friends over
-get your friends to do whatever they want for you
-live in moonwood mill
-adopt two kids raise them as best you can
-live a carefree life manipulating people around you
-you meet a guy who a criminal and loves you so u can be his partner in crime
-you join the criminal career
-and make money illegally but then you get caught and spend a year in jail
- by the time you get out your kids are grown
-they move in with a friend because they never liked your boyfriend
-Karmas a bitch isn’t it
- you die with your criminal boyfriend in a fire
Gen 9: I live with my sibling, and we just work and support each other, and we just try a best because we can only rely on each other. Our mother was crazy and a wicked friend luckily, we move in with one of the friend’s who she betrayed, and they took us in and now were good. I’m going to uni and my sibling just wants to work and help our new parent, which is fine, but I want more out of life.
-complete uni
-be close with your sibling
-live at home till your graduate
-move with your sibling and start a life together
-work and have kids and raise them together even have both of your boyfriends move in, you guys just want a close family.
-you all grow old together and you kids never leave the nest
Toxic Path: My sibling slept with my man while we were living together, she got pregnant for him and ran off wtf. Now I’m stuck with her man and both of our kids, her man eventually gets far in the career to support him, and his kid and they move far out of this town. I’m alone with my kid and I don’t want to get revenge in the way she did. So, word on the block she struggling financially with My EX, so im going to make sure I join the same job as him and become his boss and get him fired so that they end up on their streets. Best know im not leaving this town till I do. My kid is going to have to wait even though she misses her cousin and were planning to move where they move so they can be close again. She goes there every other weekend whenever they can take her. We have become great friends me and her cousin’s father but nothing more. That’s respect.
-get cheated on by your man
- become enemies with your sibling
-join the same career as your ex and become his boss and fire him
-get rich and move closer to your brother-in-law become a close-knit family again
-your sibling dies, and you don’t go to the funeral
-you get sick, and you give all your money to your kid
-You move her with her cousin because you know your dying and that’s okay because you got justice for you and your fam
-You die asleep
Gen 10: I miss my mom she my hero and I love my uncle and cousin so much. But there’s nothing like being with your mom. I pass by the house sometimes to mourn her I make it a tradition. I just want to end my life knowing I am a great mother like her, she left me all her money am basically rich. I just want to do good in this world but first I just want to be a stay-at-home parent to three of my own kids. I try to be as happy as I can but honestly it just sucks sometimes, I feel like ending my life too.
Traits: gloomy, generous, romantic
Aspirations: Big Happy Family
Healthy Relationship: I make it a tradition every season to mourn my mom and pass by her house to celebrate who she was. It is my motivation to be a great parent to my kids because I always have her spirit with me which keeps me going. I do cry myself to sleep sometimes and I do feel gloomy because she died alone, and she didn’t want me to see it. But maybe that’s her own demons she had to deal with. I will raise my kids as much as I can and tell them about their grandmother in hopes they see me as their hero.
-make it a holiday that you go see your mom old house (you can keep her tombstone on the lot and just to mourn or you don’t have too.)
- You have three kids with your partner, but you end up separating when their teenagers
-your happy with the divorce so you just co parent
-you adopt three more kids because it feels a bit lonely sometimes
-you make sure all the money you have is spilt between all of them and that their always safe and secure.
-Retire from your job
- Have one kid live with you and you help them raise your grandkids until your time has passed
Toxic Path: Wow this is going to be short! After you have three kids with your partner you just can’t get over the fact your mom died. So, you end up committing suicide on your daughter’s 16th birthday. Your spirit is sad you left your family but is happy you’re with your mom now.
-make it a tradition to see you rmom and mourn
-have three kids but be so in your own world
- make a lot of money in your career
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Toxic to Healthy relationship Legacy Challenge
Created by Sheenique B
I be loving all these legacy challenges, and I played a lot and I have always wanted to create my own based on toxic upbringings and working to break generational traumas in the SIMS WOOHOO! This is going to be a crazy crazy storyline for you and your sims so get ready for the ride, because there is going to be A LOT of ups and downs in this one.
 I love drama but not in my life its very exhausting LOL, but the sims let get it!
This is inspired by my own life I grew up in a pretty toxic environment, but I also had friends who went through similar, and I manage to make it our alive so let’s see if your sims can. Through the trials and tribulations of the sim’s life will your sims continue to be toxic or break the pattern? I am going to conclude some mods in this challenge but to be honest it’s up to you if you want to include them.
Tw: This challenge will cover topics of drug & alcohol abuse, Teen pregnancy, cheating, neglected childhood, mental health issues, adoption, runaway.
You can play with just base game, or you can play with packs.
RULES
You must complete each goal for each generation to move on to the next, now here is the twist I will put two paths for you to choose from. Will you continue the path of trauma or will you continue the path to a healthy new beginning.
Cheats are absolutely allowed omg why not because they’re the best! Use freerealestate to start off and the starting funds is going to be $3000 Simoleons.
Lifespan can be normal or long.
You take sims into cas.fulleditmode add some cool traits in here. I’m having the sim start off with adhd which the main household before Gen 1. I am also using plumlace baby drama mod to have the baby mama trait. Also, chingyu traits and chingyu traits rewards.
If you play this challenge tag me on twitter with a link to your YouTube and #toxictohealthy
Gen 1: Mom’s a Drunk and Dad’s an Addict, GOT TO GET OUT OF HERE!
Traits: Baby Mama, Hot Headed, Romantic (get extra trait slot)
Aspiration: Super Parent
Start off as a teen, make their parents, and start off in any world you would like. The mom should have the traits, (adhd or any trait you like this is just mine I chose), hot headed, and clubber trait. (aspiration party animal) The father should have the traits, party animal, lazy, and foodie. (aspiration psychonaunt from basemental mods and you do not have to complete the parents’ aspirations).
Your mom was a teen mom and went from home to home through adoption growing up, she met your dad in high school, and he was always dark in nature. Before you know it, she pregnant with you and decides to runaway to a shelter until she gets housing and lets your dad live with her. Your dad becomes addicted to drugs and sits at home and does coke all day or weed, he drinks and eats out the fridge all the time so there is barely food in the fridge. You mom has always been partying going out with friends and coming home drunk, and sometimes you must help her to bed. Your parents are always arguing and sometimes it gets physical and bad (you can use extreme violence mod or not up to you). Your parents receive social assistance to pay the bills in the house, one day your dad takes too much coke and has an overdose, your mom is depressed and stays out for days so one day you take the opportunity to leave once you graduate.
Healthy path: you try your hardest to become an A+ student in high school so you can go to uni and get a degree, you have a boyfriend and get pregnant young but he not there because he a serial cheater, so you must rely on child support and/or a part time job. You end up moving on campus so that you can get out of your parent’s hell hole and raise you kid there, you make supportive friends who help you on the way who allow you to send your kid every other weekend, so you get a break (little ms sam spend the weekend mod). You graduate uni and start working in your desired career, and you don’t care because you just want the be the best parent to yourself and your kid. You meet a coworker, and you guys fall in love and get married and have one more kid, he the best man, father, and stepfather to your kids.
Get A’s in high school till you graduate, you can graduate early or wait.
Have a Boyfriend
Get pregnant.
Become a single mother since boyfriend is not around.
Get a part time job or rely on child support.
Take a specialized degree in any field you want.
Make friends in uni or one best friend from high school so that your kid can go there alternate weekends.
Graduate Uni and get a job.
Buy your first house.
Meet the love of your life & get married.
Have one more kid.
Toxic Path: You party hard during your high school years and get in with the wrong crowd, you start getting into drugs and sleeping around. Your parents don’t really care so there’s no need to sneak around, you fail terribly in school, you don’t plan on going to uni anyway, so you just get a part time job and live your life freely just paycheck to paycheck. You go to a party one Friday night and get so drunk and high that you wake up in the middle of a park, you stumble all the way home, and you make yourself something to eat. Next thing you know your throwing up in the bathroom and you take a test and find out your pregnant. You decide to keep it and you have no idea who your child’s father is, and you don’t plan on stressing to find out. You continue to work your dead-end part-time job just to provide for you and your kid, you’re a good mom till your kid reaches young adult hood and you kick them out. You’re in your 30’s and you want to live your life; you meet a decent guy who also has a part time job, and you guys get married and don’t have anymore kids or do you so you can get baby bonus (money from the government each time you have a child).
Gen 2: Mom was a party animal and raised me to survive on my own but not entirely, she kicks me on my 20th birthday.
Traits: Ambitious, romantic, loyal, Self Assured
Aspiration: Successful Lineage
 Luckily, I had a part time job, so I was able to save and get an apartment on my own but I’m still struggling to make ends meet. You decide to go on birth control so you don’t get pregnant, and you decide to get a job so you can make more money and be more stable than your mom. You try a dating app, to see if you can find someone who is worth being with and you end up meeting two guys. You love them both, but you find out that one of them is not ready to settle down, you end up getting pregnant for the guy that doesn’t want to settle down. The other guy still wants you and he doesn’t care if your pregnant for someone else, he just always wanted his own family whatever that looks likes. Do you be with him or chase after the guy that doesn’t want you? You raise your kid, and you make sure you support them financially even when they get older, so they really will be good on their own. You save for them so that they have their choice to go to uni or just be stable. You always be there for them, but it takes you awhile to learn that you end up having another kid for your boyfriend because he such a great father and then he asks you to marry him. Will you marry him?
Healthy path: Make sure you have a part time job so that when your mom kicks you out, you’re not on the street (freerealestate cheat). Get your first cheap apartment while still working your part time job, you decide to go on birth control because you want to be responsible and have a kid when you’re ready. Life doesn’t turn out as planned sometimes, you get a regular job because your tired of struggling but you just work a lot. You reach to a good level where your making good money and now you start dating. You meet two cuties, and you get pregnant for one but the one you get pregnant for doesn’t want you, the other one does, and he wants you, but do you want him?  You chose the one who loves you and you guys live a very comfortable life. He helps you raise your kid and then you have another kid for him, you both put money away for your kids, so they have a future. You reach the top level of your career and your fulfilled.
-Get a part time job
-Get a cheap apartment
-Start birth control
-Get a regular job that pays good
- Start dating and fall in love with two guys
- Get pregnant for one of them but he a player
-Date the other option you have
-get married
­- buy your first house with your hubby.
-Have one more kid
-Save money for your kids
-Reach the top of your career and live comfortably with your partner
Toxic Path:  Make sure you have a part time job so that when your mom kicks you out, you’re not on the street (freerealestate cheat). Get your first cheap apartment while still working your part time job, you decide to go on birth control because you want to be responsible and have a kid when you’re ready. Life doesn’t turn out as planned sometimes, you get a regular job because your tired of struggling but you just work a lot. You reach to a good level where your making good money and now you start dating. You meet two cuties, and you get pregnant for one but the one you get pregnant for doesn’t want you, the other one does, and he wants you, but do you want him?  You chose the one who doesn’t love you and you guys move into together because you wouldn’t stop chasing him. He is never home and sometimes you find other panties that are not yours, so he forever cheating. He works but doesn’t help with the kids or the bills, you get pregnant for him again. He cheats AGAIN and get’s another girl pregnant leaves you, gets married to the other girl, kicks you out of your own house so now you move far away with your two kids by yourself, your traumatized so you choose not to marry again and die alone.
-Get a part time job
-Get a cheap apartment
-Start birth control
-Get a regular job
Start dating and fall in love with two guys.
-Get pregnant for the toxic one
-Chase the toxic one until he moves in with you
-Get pregnant again
-Don’t get married (because he doesn’t want to marry you)
-You pay all the bills
- he cheats and gets another girl pregnant
-He gets married to the other woman and kicks you out
- you leave with your kids to another sim world
-Choose not to marry again and die alone
Gen 3: My Mom is alone and I probably going to die alone, so where does that leave me?
Traits: Sugar baby trait (plumlace), High maintenance, materialistic
Aspiration: Mansion Baron
I’m just going to get a sugar daddy so I’m technically not along. I don’t have to struggle with money and I’m not alone, but I also have my space. I’ll adopt when I’m in my young adult year because I have a sugar daddy and he will provide for me and my adopted child, you think I care. Guys are not going to play me I’m going to play them; I’m going to show my kid how to get that shmoneyyyy and not worried d about getting her heart broken because love doe does not exist it’s shitty anyway. Loving myself and putting yourself first is what matters the most. I don’t want to get married, and I don’t want to be with anyone but myself, I just don’t want to get hurt or my kid so I’m going to show them the way. Until one of my high school friends hits me up and admits he like me for the whole high school years we been together, and now he is telling me he wants to be with me. He rich though, but I could be rich on my own or can I have a sugar daddy and whatever me and this high school guy end up being.
Healthy Path: I’m going use my body for the time being to survive, and I’m going to get a sugar daddy when I finish high school.  I’m going to move out and live rich and I’m going to have just 1 kid when I turn into my 20’s, I am going to give them the best life ever. I’m going to show them how to get money and not struggle in this world. An old friend hits me up and says he wants me I’m going to try but I’m not making any promises, oh shucks I ended up falling in love and now were getting married and have two more kids. GOODBYE SUGAR DADDY!
-Finish high school and move out when you’re a teen.
-Get a sugar daddy
-live a nice house or apartment off the money you get from being a sugar baby
-Keep in touch with friends from high school
-Adopt a kid when you’re a young adult
-Raise them and spoil with the nicest things
-Show them how to get money as a teen the way you get money
-get in touch with a high school old friend
-date him or not
-stay committed with high school long time friend
-Get Married
-Have two more kids
- ditch sugar daddy
Toxic Path: Yeah fuck this shit called love I’m going to stay getting my money and I don’t care about anyone else I’m just going to keep it short and sweet. Raise my kid, have my house, and she going to have everything I just don’t care what she does I just want to be good and have a nice house and have money.
-stay with sugar daddy
-have a big house or an apartment
-don’t date anyone
-have one kid and raise her to be like you
-when she turns a teen, she can decide what she wants to do, and you will just give her the money
-You don’t care what she does with her life it’s up to her
-stay alone, happy, and rich
Gen 4: Um I get what I want and do whatever I want, so I’m going to write a book on my crazy generational family. Thank God I came out rich and beautiful and the most successful. My mom will give me money anyway and I give no fucks, so I just focus on me, and she focuses on her. I wonder who my parents are but then again, I don’t care. My mom tells me she has some old man providing her money so even if she didn’t give me that I will get my own.
Traits: Snob, Creative, perfectionist
Aspiration: Best Selling Author
Healthy Path: Write a book and named each one after the generations before you are including yours. Finish high school and you can choose to advance for career in uni or work up to the top level. You don’t really care about having kids, so you wait till you’re an adult to create a science baby with anyone.
Finish high school.
Get a job.
Live with your mom until you sell your first book.
Move out and work in the author career.
Become an adult and have a science baby.
Get married when you’re an elder
Toxic Path:
-finish high school
- moms pays uni to accept you lets see if you will get in
-sleep with your mom’s sugar daddy and get pregnant as a young adult
-leave and don’t ever let your mom find out that her grandchild is her sugar daddy kid
-work in the author career
- name at least one book about you sleeping with your mom’s sugar daddy anonymous
-your mom finds out and now you both despise each other
-your mom cuts you off from financial support
-raise your kid until she becomes a teen
-get into a relationship
-stay in a relationship till elder
-get married as an elder
Gen 5: My mom’s a hoe so I’m going to ruin people’s relationships too!
Traits: flirty, nosy, noncommittal
Aspirations: Villain Valentine
Healthy path: I’m a hoe till I fall in love with the one that wants to wife me, and the worst part is I get pregnant with twins soooo I got to stay with him. He early in his career but who cares he takes care of me and the kids. I make enough money to support us on my own until he reaches up there and he a hard worker. But I won’t be having more kids because twins are a lot. Turns out on our anniversary we have a freaky deaky night and I’m pregnant with another set of twins I now hop on birth control, but we got this.
-play with people’s hearts and relationships
- get pregnant for one of your victims with twins
-move in together and support till your partner reaches level 10 in the career
- have more kids unexpectedly (twins)
- start birth control
-live a loyal life to your victim hubby LOL
Toxic Path: I just love woohooing and I don’t care who gets hurt as long as it’s not me LOL but then I get pregnant and I’m just like whyyyy. I keep woohooing until I gave birth and I keep woohooing and I end up pregnant again. I don’t remember my mom having twins in the blood line but suddenly, I have 6 sets of twins and I am not with any of their fathers.
-Play with people’s relationships
-have 6 sets of twins with different suitors
- struggle to raise 6 kids on your own because no one wants to be with you
-until you meet tom peeping and he weirdly obsessed with you, but you don’t care
-marry tom peeping LOL
Gen 6: Do I settle or do I end this stupid toxicity and marry my boss. I just want to be the smartest in the room.
Traits: paranoid, ambitious, proper
Aspirations: computer whiz
Healthy Path: I just want to be stable so I’m going to make sure I’m good before I do anything stupid like have a baby. I’m not leaving my home till I can get a job and then I’m going to marry my boss he older and he stable. Were going to have a kid and I can forget about this weird toxic life my mom has. I’m weird to scared of the dating world and there is so much stds out there like I’m tryna be smart here.
-don’t move out till young adult
-join the tech career
-get close with your boss
- sleep with your boss till you reach the top of your career
-marry your boss
-get pregnant
-only Have one child
-be close with one of your siblings
Toxic path:  I just want to woohoo my way to my top I won’t get caught and he got my back. Then his partner finds out and then I find out am pregnant, and I get fired and now I’m like what I’m going to do. I move worlds and change my identity; get another job and I don’t talk to my family because I’m so embarrassed I thought I was smart am not. I hate looking at my kid sometimes like why she is here. I don’t plan on telling her because I just want to hate her not them hating me. I’m too drunk to care anyway.
-move out as a teen
-join tech career
-get close with your boss
-sleep with your boss even if they’re in a connection
-Get pregnant
-get fired because your boss partner found out and is going to black mail him if he doesn’t leave you
- start a new career and move
-raise your kid
- become estranged from your family because your embarrassed
-change your name, your looks, everything
-adopt a new aspiration of your choice
-and adapt to that lifestyle and stay drinking away your mistakes and past
Gen 7: I’m addicted to drinking and my mom just doesn’t really talk to me, and she can’t even look at me sometimes. It’s like she hates me or something or doesn’t want me but just does the bare minimum to raise me. One-night I’m now in high school, she get’s drunk and tells me that she slept with her boss and had me and got fired. Wait so I do have a father? I want to find him or should I what if he can’t talk to me.
Traits: Clubber, Cringe, Nosy
Aspirations: Beach Life
Healthy Path: I will find my father, but I got to get my mom drunk first I’m going to do this as a teen. I’m going to move out as a young adult to the warm world of beaches after I find out who my father is. I deserve to be happy not be in a situation where I’m not wanted. My mom abandoned her family so I’m going to abandon her because that’s her karma.
-find out who your father is by getting your mom drunk and talking to her while watching a movie
-contact your father and meet somewhere and see if he wants relationship with you
-move to the beach world and start a new life
-keep in contact with your dad
- have a boyfriend
- adopt a teen
-see if you see yourself getting committed after having a kid in your life
-bond with your kid over the beach life
-get married to your boyfriend
-work part time because you don’t really care to work you just got inheritance from your father anyway
Toxic Path: I’m just going to drink just like my mom because what she just old me broke my heart I’m just going to become dark, and my style embodies that. My parents both didn’t want me, and I honestly want to pop up at my dad’s house so I can ruin everything over there in his life. Whether that means killing that bitch of a girl he has.
-become addicted to alcohol
-find your father
-kill his wife/ girlfriend
-kill your mom
-leave your moms house and change your name and start a new life
-never give up drinking
-adopt a teen for someone to talk too
-die of alcohol poisoning once your kid becomes a young adult
Gen 8: I just want to be dark, a good person, and alone I just want to have friends and if a kid comes cool maybe I’ll adopt because I was adopted. I honestly want to be goth but a good person not wicked. One day I find out after my mom dies that she killed her mom and her dad’s girl, that’s crazy and I’m so lucky I wasn’t next. I just want to be away from everyone where no one knows I even lived with her. I’m thinking Moon wood Mill 😉.
Traits: Generous, outgoing, good
Aspirations: Leader of the Pack
Healthy Path: I make friends where I live and some people don’t look like humans, but they have a human heart, and I think that’s beautiful. I struggle with my past sometimes, but my friends know my story and their always there for me, especially when I adopted my first kid, I was so happy, and I think I want more honestly. But I just want my friends and my family idk about having a partner because it’s not important to me.
-move to moonwood hill after your mother’s death
-change everything about you
-get a basic job
-make friends and make them become your family have a club to do things together
-adopt a child or two
-have the strongest friend circle and little family
-celebrate every holiday or the ones you want with your friends and kids
-let a friend move in with you when they lose their house
-grow old together
Toxic Path: I only want to make friends so I can know their secrets and use it against them. I adopt a kid or two I treat them better than I ever was but I’m not a role model, just look at my foster parent that’s fucked. So, I’m going to show them what I want and hopefully I get my friends to do what I want by blackmailing them.
-fuck all your friends over
-get your friends to do whatever they want for you
-live in moonwood mill
-adopt two kids raise them as best you can
-live a carefree life manipulating people around you
-you meet a guy who a criminal and loves you so u can be his partner in crime
-you join the criminal career
-and make money illegally but then you get caught and spend a year in jail
- by the time you get out your kids are grown
-they move in with a friend because they never liked your boyfriend
-Karmas a bitch isn’t it
- you die with your criminal boyfriend in a fire
Gen 9: I live with my sibling, and we just work and support each other, and we just try a best because we can only rely on each other. Our mother was crazy and a wicked friend luckily, we move in with one of the friend’s who she betrayed, and they took us in and now were good. I’m going to uni and my sibling just wants to work and help our new parent, which is fine, but I want more out of life.
-complete uni
-be close with your sibling
-live at home till your graduate
-move with your sibling and start a life together
-work and have kids and raise them together even have both of your boyfriends move in, you guys just want a close family.
-you all grow old together and you kids never leave the nest
Toxic Path: My sibling slept with my man while we were living together, she got pregnant for him and ran off wtf. Now I’m stuck with her man and both of our kids, her man eventually gets far in the career to support him, and his kid and they move far out of this town. I’m alone with my kid and I don’t want to get revenge in the way she did. So, word on the block she struggling financially with My EX, so im going to make sure I join the same job as him and become his boss and get him fired so that they end up on their streets. Best know im not leaving this town till I do. My kid is going to have to wait even though she misses her cousin and were planning to move where they move so they can be close again. She goes there every other weekend whenever they can take her. We have become great friends me and her cousin’s father but nothing more. That’s respect.
-get cheated on by your man
- become enemies with your sibling
-join the same career as your ex and become his boss and fire him
-get rich and move closer to your brother-in-law become a close-knit family again
-your sibling dies, and you don’t go to the funeral
-you get sick, and you give all your money to your kid
-You move her with her cousin because you know your dying and that’s okay because you got justice for you and your fam
-You die asleep
Gen 10: I miss my mom she my hero and I love my uncle and cousin so much. But there’s nothing like being with your mom. I pass by the house sometimes to mourn her I make it a tradition. I just want to end my life knowing I am a great mother like her, she left me all her money am basically rich. I just want to do good in this world but first I just want to be a stay-at-home parent to three of my own kids. I try to be as happy as I can but honestly it just sucks sometimes, I feel like ending my life too.
Traits: gloomy, generous, romantic
Aspirations: Big Happy Family
Healthy Relationship: I make it a tradition every season to mourn my mom and pass by her house to celebrate who she was. It is my motivation to be a great parent to my kids because I always have her spirit with me which keeps me going. I do cry myself to sleep sometimes and I do feel gloomy because she died alone, and she didn’t want me to see it. But maybe that’s her own demons she had to deal with. I will raise my kids as much as I can and tell them about their grandmother in hopes they see me as their hero.
-make it a holiday that you go see your mom old house (you can keep her tombstone on the lot and just to mourn or you don’t have too.)
- You have three kids with your partner, but you end up separating when their teenagers
-your happy with the divorce so you just co parent
-you adopt three more kids because it feels a bit lonely sometimes
-you make sure all the money you have is spilt between all of them and that their always safe and secure.
-Retire from your job
- Have one kid live with you and you help them raise your grandkids until your time has passed
Toxic Path: Wow this is going to be short! After you have three kids with your partner you just can’t get over the fact your mom died. So, you end up committing suicide on your daughter’s 16th birthday. Your spirit is sad you left your family but is happy you’re with your mom now.
-make it a tradition to see you rmom and mourn
-have three kids but be so in your own world
- make a lot of money in your career
-on one of your kid’s 16th birthdays you commit suicide!
Enjoy this challenge! I know it’s a lot whew I’m tired of typing and I’m ready to try my own challenge now. Love ya!
-Sheenique B
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divineprank · 1 year ago
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Hello everyone! ♥ 
Sorry for the lack of activity from me on this side of my blog! I just wanted to give you a small update and let you know what’s going on. Allow me to warn you that the following will contain descriptive mentions of chronic pain, advanced arthritis, skeletal injury, spinal injury, paralysis, shoulder dislocation, surgery, and shoulder replacement surgery. I am a caregiver for my physically disabled mother who normally struggles quite a bit with her usual physical limitations. Twenty years ago, she was in a horrible accident that left her partially paralyzed from an incomplete spinal cord break. She can walk and talk and feed herself, but she’s quite limited in her daily life and she is often in a lot of pain as a result. 
Unfortunately, as she’s grown older, she has developed arthritis in her left shoulder, like many of us do. Sadly, it’s progressed to a point that her arm has literally dislocated itself. You see, she has stage IV arthritis -- this is the worst “grade” your arthritis can be rated. Having stage IV arthritis means that the cartilage has completely worn down and now the bone has been grinding against bone. What this means for her is her shoulder bones have ground against each other so much that it is no longer physically possible for her arm to remain locked in her shoulder joint where it belongs naturally. Because of how bad her arthritis is, reducing the shoulder dislocation--that is, to set the arm back into place--is impossible. There is literally nothing for her skeleton to lock together, the shape of her shoulder anatomy has been permanently altered due to the progression of her arthritis. Since they can’t pop her arm back into place, she is facing a total shoulder replacement. Right now she is in an immense amount of pain and her usual limitations have been amplified ten-fold. So, I’ve been really busy with helping my already-limited mother maneuver life around basically having only one arm, as well as trying to manage her terrible pain until we can get this surgery taken care of. We’re almost there, she just needs a medical clearance from her lung doctor because she just got over COVID. 
To those of you who are waiting on the asks you sent me, and to those who are expecting some older threads I have drafted: I am still here, I am still present and I definitely want to write with you guys. Ganondorf’s muse is on fire and I want to be a pyromaniac! But things will be a bit slow from my end for a little while. I’ve just got a lot going on at home right now, haha.  Please don’t let that discourage you from reaching out, though! Even though it sounds like I’ve got a lot going on, writing is one of my favorite ways to decompress, so I’m still VERY open to receiving asks, getting tagged and talking through IMs (or Discord with mutuals!) right now! Plus, I’ll definitely still be chipping away at what I owe you guys! I’m hoping to get a bunch done by this weekend! But yeah! All this craziness aside, I am normally kind of a slow RPer, but with the situation at hand, I know I’m going to be even slower, so I’m writing this because I’m a little paranoid that I’m coming across as aloof. I want to be open and honest with you guys in case it seemed like I was procrastinating or ignoring anyone! Thanks for reading; I appreciate your understanding and I hope you all have a great night! :) 
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crypticcodexcreations · 2 years ago
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Reapers: Isa's Actions Have Consequences
A little side scene I ended up writing came out really well. Hopefully the context is clear enough. I'm pretty sure that everything's subtle enough that nothing needs a warning, but feel free to ask me to tag this with something if it does need it!
Adonis threw Isa into the chair in his office, leaning back onto his desk in front of him. “Adonis, shame on you.” Isa gave him a polite smile. “Adelaide would have your head on a platter if she saw your paperwork strewn about like this. Maybe I could clean it for you if-“ Adonis’s glare silenced him.
“Why do you do these things, Isa? The whole point of your probation is to prove you can change. But you’ve been here for nearly three thousand years, at least by your world’s time. And yet you’re still just barely staying within the rules, just enough not to get yourself fired. I know you don’t want to cease to exist. So why?”
Isa still smiled at him calmly. “That isn’t very long for my kind, Adonis. I am trying but its difficult, especially when change isn’t very natural for us.” Adonis frowned.
“Your brother had adapted before you got here. He’s free to reincarnate whenever he likes now. What’s the real reason?” Isa snarled, silent for a moment to regain his composure. Even so, his tone was laced with venom when he spoke.
“With all due respect, Aelius was never a standard example of our kind. He was content to barely scrape by and narrowly avoid starvation. He was weak by our standards.” Adonis ran a hand through his hair, shaking his head.
“So you won’t be honest with me then?” Isa raised an eyebrow.
“I don’t know what you mean. All of that has been completely true.” He smiled from his seated position, just barely not making eye contact with Adonis.
“You only behave this way around me, Isa. You think I haven’t asked around? You are trying to push my buttons specifically. Why?” Isa shook his head.
“I haven’t a clue what you mean.” Adonis leaned forward, slamming a hand on the back of Isa’s chair, right beside his face. Isa avoided eye contact, glancing instead at Adonis’s hand.
“If I reported the way you act around me, it would be the end of you. We both know this. But you know I don’t because I believe you deserve a chance. I asked your brother, you know. About the way you’re behaving.” Isa tensed, meeting Adonis’s eyes for a moment. “I confuse you, don’t I, Isa? You and I both know that I’m stronger than you. In the culture you’re used to, someone like me wouldn’t exist. You don’t know what to make of me. You think you should be stronger than me. And yet every time you fight me, you lose. Not only that, but I never start fights with you either, and every time, I show you something your kind thinks of as weakness. Mercy. None of that is even close to what you’re used to and because you don’t want to let go of those sorts of expectations, I drive you crazy. That’s it, isn’t it?”
Isa grit his teeth, not looking Adonis in the eyes still, silent as his anger boiled. Finally, Isa lunged, trying to slam his shoulder into Adonis. With a sigh, Adonis stepped to the side, letting Isa slam into his desk instead, the paperwork on it scattering into even more disarray. “You’re predictable, you know.” That just got Isa to turn and lunge at him again. Adonis wasn’t phased in the slightest, using his momentum to slam him into the floor, planting a foot on his head. “Stop it.” Isa went limp at his even tone.
“You need to accept that you’re only making things worse for yourself in the long run, Isa. I want you to go home and think about what you really want out of your arrangement. Because eventually, if you keep this up, the fate you sought to avoid will catch up with you. If you stay on this path, it’ll be sooner than you think.” Adonis paused, stepping back and letting Isa stand. “And remember, Isa.” Isa looked at him, confusion written across his features as Adonis smiled at him. “You can always just talk to me.” Isa snarled, slamming the office door behind him.
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wallsshouldtalk · 2 years ago
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STRANGER THINGS 4 VOL. 2 SPOILERS
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OKAY so i’ll start off by saying i cry at literally nothing ever and i dehydrated myself from crying harder than i’ve cried in 10 years at eddie’s death scene. i’m a tough cookie but not when it comes to silly, goofy, lovable, rock-star nerd eddie munson. am i going through genuine grief? yes! so is my denial misplaced? most likely!! but i have a theory anyway
SO!!!! we know the duffers are not above a fake death/ misleading death (see hopper), so maybe they’re trying that again with eddie. as far as we know, dustin didn’t bring back his body- meaning we don’t have proof that eddie fully died/ remained dead. now yes, he was pretty torn up and overall doing not his best, but was it so much damage that survival would be completely impossible? i feel like maybe not. pain and shock can do some pretty weird shit to the body and passing out is not a crazy reaction to have after being mauled by monster demon bats.
aside from the “medical” reasoning, eddie’s role (although new) is not really as a side character, and to get rid of someone with as much potential as our metal DM would have to have some stronger reasoning than a “redemption” arc with a pointless sacrifice. barb, bob, and alexei were insanely lovable characters and played their parts wonderfully, but mostly their roles were about how they affected other people. barb was there to lead nancy into this upside down business, bob was there to give advice and comfort to will and be that sacrifice of “bob newby the superhero”, and alexei needed to be there to help our adult crew. eddie’s story line was more independent and had a leg to stand on even if the rest of our hawkins crew wasn’t there. he wasn’t tagging along, he became a part of the main crew (minus jonathan, will, el, and mike). eddie dying serves no purpose, except to make dustin sad, and doesn’t really fit in with the previous thing of introducing a character only to kill them at the end. so, maybe, eddie wakes up in season 5, gravely injured and alone, and is trying to find a way out and back to the gang. maybe that serves the purpose of giving us eyes on the inside or maybe it’ll give eddie the chance he deserved to clear his name (SINCE NO ONE ELSE SEEMS TO BE WILLING TO STEP UP AND SAY ANYTHING FOR THE PERSON WHO LITERALLY THREW HIMSELF INTO A HOARD OF DEMOBATS YO SAVE A BUNCH OF PEOPLE THAT HATE HIM) or maybe it’s so he can walk the stage and get the diploma he rightfully deserves. at this point i don’t care what the reason is i’ll be honest. also the writing has been quite strategic in the past, so i feel like maybe they wouldn’t have eddie’s last lines be “this is my year” when it clearly is not. i guess we’ll see.
joseph quinn did also make that comment about wanting to do scenes with charlie in s5. now, granted, that may have been just to fuck with all of us, but i’ll take hope where i can get it.
my theory has no real evidence or proof of any kind to support it, but denial is the first stage of grief and this is how i’m choosing to view it until someone explicitly tells me no. even then, i’ll probably ignore them and keep living in blissful ignorance until 2024 when s5 comes out and throws my heart into a wood-chipper. the duffers aren’t perfect writers by any stretch, but i am choosing to have a little faith that their choices are more calculated than this. thanks for listening to my delusions
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edit: joseph quinn just did an interview where he talked about how he would’ve liked to come back for another season, but that he was satisfied with the end of eddie’s character arc. sounds like this death was a real one folks (unless this is all some super extra silly prank)!!! i’m gonna leave this theory up here though in case some crazy, wacky miracle occurs and we are all allowed to have hope again.
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edit/ update pt.2: NEW interview (yes somehow already) reveals that joe really may not know how the future of eddie will play out. he says that he’s been talking with joe keery about ways eddie could make an appearance! so hope is not lost! hopefully the duffer brothers realize that they just made the literal largest mistake ever getting rid of quinn as an actor and eddie as a character and they’ll just do an uno reverse moment <3 essentially: FUCK THIS SHOW FOR PLAYING HOT POTATO WITH MY FEELINGS
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daisiesandshakes · 3 years ago
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Hi can I request jealousy headcanon for Isaac,Arthur,Mozart,comte please
Hi dear nonny! Thank you so much for your request 💖
Sorry it took so long, night shifts were exhausting...
Here you go, I hope you like it! 💝
(@ashavazesa , I'm tagging you, maybe you like it!)
Jealousy headcanons
for Isaac, Arthur, Mozart &
le Comte
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Isaac
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The shy, poor boy doesn't know what hits him, he wasn't prepared... It is the first time he's really in love and it is his first time being jealous.
He wouldn't talk about his feelings in the beginning, because he feels a bit ashamed about them. Additional he's not used to talk about feelings anyway, so he bottles up.
You recognize his strange behavior like avoiding your glare, his abrupt short answers (especially towards the male who causes the jealousy), but at first you can't figure out where it comes from. He would also act more possessive than usual, suddenly kiss you firmly in front of others or pulling you close.
Though he knows you love him truly, he's unsettled deep inside and needs your reassurance. You'll have to push him slightly to open up, to tell you what's on his mind. When he does...oh boy.
With glowing eyes and fervent words he'll beg you to SHOW him your love, pushing you onto the bed. Needy for your touch and your words of love, nothing remains from his shyness. He won't let you go the next hours, making sure you're really his.
"Isaac, please tell me what concerns you... did I something wrong?"
You're sitting next to him in his room on the edge of the bed.
"N- no... It's not that."
His behavior was oddly brusque today and you are really concerned.
With a sigh you overthink what happened all day and then something klicked. You spent a lot of time with Napoleon while he teached the kids. Could it be?  "Isaac, are you jealous?"
The vampire flinches and draws his gaze away from yours, a blush appears on his handsome face.
You cup his face, forcing him to look at you. Gazing deep into his beautiful cherryblossom eyes you ask "Isaac, you know that I love you, that my heart belongs only to you, don't you?"
"Y- yes. My head knows it, but..." suddenly he pushes you down.
"Show it to me." He whispers, his voice husky and deep, his eyes dark with passion before his lips captures yours in a fiery kiss, his fingers ripping your blouse open.
Mozart
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Mozart is probably the worst with jealousy (besides Theo). He even can't stand the thought of another male being too close to you. It doesn't matter if it is another resident or a complete stranger, he is very possessive and you only belong to him. No other has the right to touch you.
If someone touches you by accident, his possession drives him to get rid of the foreign scent on you immediatly.
When it's a strange male (talking to him would be enough to drive him crazy), he would be broiling jealous, unable to express himself. Normally Mozart is very straight forward, but not when it comes to express his feelings for you. Blaming you for being too trustful, he would even start an argument.
But Mozart loves you so much, you're so precious to him, he'll regret his harsh spoken words soon and searches for a way to talk.
Admitting his jealousy, he shows you that there is only one way to calm him down. Claiming your body and mind he would train you to who you belong until the sun rises and your voice is hoarse.
"M- Mozart, what-" you gasp as he pulls you behind the thick curtains, sealing your lips with his. "You spent enough time with the other residents." He breathes hard as he pulls away. "Especially with Leonardo. I don't like his cigarello scent on you." Your eyes grow wide. "Wolf, are you jealous?"
A faint rose appears on his cheeks. "I don't want to be...But yes I am."
"But... You don't have to be jealous. I love you so much, Wolf. There is no room in my heart for another man."
"I know, meine Liebe. But it seems that my heart doesn't accept this truth fully." His radiant violet eyes pierces into your soul.
"What can I do to make you feel better, Wolf?"
A slight smirk plays at the corner of his lips as he leans forward. "Await me in the thermae. I'll make sure the only scent that remains on your body is mine, and obviously I'll have to remind you the next hours to who you belong." fervent spoken words next to your ear, sending shivers down your spine.
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He never felt jealousy before. Being a rotten flirt, Arthur is used to be the reason for that emotion, he never thought it could happen to him.
Trying to hide his feelings he'd cover them with playful words and actions. But when a male approaches you and gets too close, he won't think twice to make clear you are HIS girlfriend, holding you at your waist, whisking you away.
Deep inside Arthur has the feeling he doesn't deserve you, so he is afraid to loose you and gets easily jealous. He wouldn't like to admit it to you , worried he could scare you off.
But you are not able to overlook the pout and scowl on his handsome face or to overhear the truth hidden behind his joking words, irrelevant how much he tries to mask his feelings.
Arthur has a deep longing for your reassurance in words and body language, he needs your touch so bad, be prepared for exhausting, delightful hours between the sheets after he got jealous.
You are sitting on the couch in Arthur's room, rambling about your day with Vincent. Lately he gives you advices in painting techniques and you enjoy them, happy to make progress in your hobby. Arthur looks up from the papers with a smile, sitting at his desk.
"Darling, you sound really happy. I know you enjoy painting with Vincent, but are you sure you didn't decide secretly to leave your filthy boyfriend for this pure angel, Luv?" Arthur chuckles. For a split second a hurt expression appears in his loving gaze and his voice didn't sound as lighthearted as it should. You set your cup of coffee down with a surprised look on your face. "Are you jealous?"
A slight rose tints his cheeks as he pulls his gaze away.
You hurry over to him cupping his face and locking eyes. "Arthur, you are the only one for me. You are the love of my life, you know that, don't you?" Your thumbs caress his cheeks.
Arthur's big blue eyes waver at your words and he inhales deeply.
"You have no right to be this adorable" he whispers with a husky voice as he pulls you on his lap. Kissing your lips ardently his fingers already unbutton your blouse. "Say that again, luv" he smiles at your lips. "And then I'll make sure you won't ever forget that you are MY adorable girlfriend" he breathes at your skin as his lips travel from your jaw to the neck.
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Comte seems to be always so calm and thoughtful, but when it comes up to you all this is nothing but dust in the wind. He waited for you and your love for centuries, now that you are his he's confronted with the deepest fear of loosing you.
Also he is insecure inside, thinking he doesn't deserve someone so precious like you (are you surprised?). This uncertainty is more fuel to the fire of the jealousy that rages in his heart.
Despite his always graceful and sublime conduct le Comte is very passionate and possessive. He can't bear another man touching you, even it is only your hair. On the other side he wants you to live freely, interacting with the other residents as usual. So he would get jealous real quick, but:
Wearing a mask of gentlemanly behavior and used to lock up his feelings you wouldn't notice his jealousy until it's "too late". Maybe it was only you and Leonardo in the library, sticking heads together and giggling about something. Maybe it was a stranger at the market, picking up an apple for you that dropped to the floor, holding your delicate hand while putting the apple into it.
When he corners you after that in his room, there'll be no escape. Le Comte will make sure that you're his, taking possession of your body and mind until there is nothing left but thinking of him and moaning his name. He will only stop when you pass out due to the overwhelming passion.
Le Comte cocks slightly an eyebrow due to the sight that is presented to him in the library. Arthur stands in front of the bookshelfs, carrying you bridal-style. "What happened?" he asks with honest concern. "Oh, our pretty dove wanted to spread her wings. I catched her as she fell from the ladder" Arthur replies lighthearted. "Luv, if you want my touch so bad, all you have to do is ask. You don't have to risk your health to get it" smirking he looks deep in your eyes. You feel your cheeks grow hot as you hit him at his shoulder. "Put me down, Arthur!" With a wry chuckle he lets you go, giving le Comte an amused sideways glance. "Okay, my performance as a hero is over, back to work then." With these words Arthur leaves the library and you exhale, looking concerned over to the pureblood. "You know that it was only an accident? I feel a bit embarrassed and.." Le Comte cuts you off, smiling gently.
"Ma cherie, don't worry. I understand what happened, everything is fine."
With a relieved smile you pick up the dropped books "I should have known, that something stupid like this doesn't concern you..."
You hear a sharp inhale and look up. His expression is serious, his eyes burn like melting gold in a furnace. Approaching you with slow, predatory steps he asks softly "When did I say I don't care?"
With a fluid move he pins you against the bookshelf, kissing you senseless. You both pant for air as he breaks the kiss. "I await you in my room. Now. Your chores are done for today." Comte leaves you with trembling legs.
Thank you for reading! Hope you enjoyed it 💝
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foreverindreamlandd · 3 years ago
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Bucky wanted to read her fanfictions and she always declined. So he begged and begged and begged... until she finally gives up and let him read one. 'Cause who could really say no to Bucky making puppy eyes?!
Let me know what you think about it
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Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Plus Size!Reader
WC: 1.5k (I am apparently incapable of writing a drabble)
A/N: Thank you again for another awesome request! I was basically cackling the whole time I wrote it. Want to read about how Bucky and this reader got together? Check out their origin story in my To Be Wanted series! Only warning in this one is the usual swearin’ like a sailor.
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“See, this is why I always order Thai food. I can never do it justice.” You frown over your wok, mixing the noodles around with a wooden spoon hoping it will somehow make your creation taste better.
“I’m sure it tastes great, doll.” Bucky walks up next to you and grabs a noodle, tilting his head back as he drops it into his mouth.
His eye twitches almost imperceptibly and you groan.
“It’s good,” he coughs out, trying with all of his strength to regain his composure. “I think you just went a little too hard on the chili paste. I can feel my sinuses clearing up though, which is good, right?”
You roll your eyes. “Can you check the recipe on Pinterest again? I swear I put in the right amount.”
Bucky walks over and picks up your iPad. Right as he’s scrolling to find out if you should have used 2 tablespoons or 2 teaspoons of chili paste, a notification banner pops up and he accidently taps it, opening up your Tumblr app.
Omg! This fic is amazing! The way Bucky is there to support the reader. My heart completely melted! Your Bucky stories are amazing, Y/n! <3
Above the comment is a photo of him. It’s a shot from the news where he’s helping a civilian stand up after one of the attacks made by The Red Hand.
“Uh….love? What’s this?” He holds the iPad up to you and you shift your gaze over to him.
You drop the wooden spoon into the wok as all of the blood drains from your face. You’re frozen in place for a millisecond before you pounce on Bucky to grab the device from him. He’s never seen you move so quickly and it catches him off guard.
“Bucky give me the iPad right now,” you fling your arms toward it and he pulls it away, both amused and a bit concerned by your reaction.
“Wait, what is this? Is it something I should be worried about?”
You see a flicker of panic flash in his eyes and you stop flailing. You close your eyes and let out a deep sigh.
“No, I mean, I should be concerned because if you read that I’m probably going to combust and you’re going to dump me and run for the hills.” He furrows his brows in confusion and you slowly lift up your hand. “Can I please have that back before I have a mild panic attack?”
He stares at you, trying to gauge your emotions. All he can see is panic and sadness and it breaks his heart so he instantly gives in and hands you the iPad.
“Don’t worry about it, love. I trust you.” He leans forward to give you a chaste kiss.
You let out a pained groan against his lips and Bucky is once again confused.
“Ughhhh I hate hiding things from you.” You lock your iPad so the screen goes dark. “Okay, fine, I guess this conversation is happening. Remember when we first started dating and I, uh, mentioned I used to read and write stories about….us being a couple?”
Bucky nods, trying not to reveal any emotion to you that might make you spiral into a panic, and you continue.
“Well, that was one of those stories I wrote. I stopped looking on Tumblr basically as soon as I met you because it got all weird and meta and I got super uncomfy by the idea of reading fanfics - that’s what they’re called - about my new friend/now boyfriend Bucky Barnes. And then we started dating and I was all happy and shit and I totally forgot that those fics were still out there. Obviously I haven’t written any since then because that would be weird for...many, many reasons. Someone must have found an old one and commented on it. I’ll delete it. I’ll delete all of them. I swear. I’m so sorry, Bucky. I should have been more on top of this.”
Bucky stares at you, lips pursed and you grimace, afraid of the next words that are about to come out of his mouth.
This is so weird, Y/n. How could you do this?
No wonder you didn’t date anyone before me.
Obsessed much? (Okay, he probably wouldn’t say it like that but STILL).
No, what Bucky said next was much, much worse than what you could have imagined.
“Can I read one?”
Your mouth drops. Closes. Drops again. You blink rapidly.
“I’m sorry, I just hallucinated. What?”
Bucky points to your iPad, a sly grin forming on his face. “I want to read one of your stories.”
You take a step back from him, horror stricken as you pull the iPad closer to you as if you were protecting your collector’s edition of ‘Throne of Glass.’
“Absolutely not.”
Bucky steps forward and you step back. He chuckles. “Come onnn, doll. I want to know what your fantasies were about me before we got together.” He laughs harder as the look of horror on your face grows more manic.
“Bucky, I know you’re a super soldier and could probably punch me into the sun with your metal arm, but I promise I will fight to the death before I let you read one of these fics.”
You and Bucky continue this dance of him stepping forward and you stepping back until you feel your legs make contact with your couch and you fall back into a sitting position on its arm. Bucky uses this opportunity to tower over you, his arms resting on the couch so that you’re pinned between them.
Then, he pulls out the big guns.
His gaze softens, blue eyes shining into yours. His bottom lip puffs out and he gives you the most adorable, sexiest pout you’ve seen in your whole life.
“Please, love?” He says it with a slightly higher pitch, almost like a whine and it still sounds like honey to your ears. He even nudges your nose with his like a freaking sociopath.
Damn.
You close your eyes, let out a breath, then open them back up to him. “I hate you.”
His pout turns into a boyish grin and he gives you a quick kiss. “You love me.”
You groan. “Hopefully you still love me after this, Buck. Don’t say I didn’t warn you.”
You stand and open up your iPad, scrolling through your masterlist and finding what used to be one of your favorite fluff pieces. You begrudgingly hand it to Bucky and he sits on the couch.
Unable to sit still during this agonizing experience, you proceed to pace around your apartment like a crazy person and resort to cleaning the inside of your microwave which you haven’t done in a few months so it’s a good thing that Bucky is reading your fic so that you could get that out of the way. You probably won’t have a boyfriend in a few minutes but at least your microwave will be spotless.
You only steal a few glances at Bucky as he reads, mortified each time as you see his eyebrows move in every possible direction. Up, down, knit together, were they criss-crossed at one point?
Finally, after what feels like the longest ten minutes of your life, Bucky lets out a soft grunt, placing the iPad down on his lap. He looks up to you and you give him a weak smile.
“Alright, let me have it, Buck. Give me your worst. Be honest. Also, I love you.”
Bucky glances down at the iPad and then back at you.
“Well, I have a few questions.”
Your right eye twitches. “Hm?”
“Now that you’ve met me, do you still think my eyes are an all-consuming storm of blue?” You groan. He grins. “Or do you think my jawline was cut from marble created by the gods?”
This time, you breathe out a laugh and you walk over to sit on his lap. You take hold of his chin.
“Bucky, I don’t think I could ever come up with the right words to describe you. The real thing is quite literally a million times better than anything I’ve ever written.”
His eyebrows raise. “That is...probably the best compliment I’ve ever gotten in my whole damn life.” He leans forward and kisses you, and you sigh into the feeling of his mouth on yours, relief flooding through you.
You pull away, eyes skeptical. “So, you’re not thinking about how you can escape and never see my crazy ass again?”
“On the contrary, love, I’m thinking about how I can convince you to buy this gorgeous green dress you apparently wore as my wedding date. The one that showed off your cleavage in a way that made Bucky’s brain melt.”
The two of you burst out laughing and you lightly shove his chest. “Sure thing, Bucko. How about I work on the dress situation and you work on ordering us Thai food so that we don’t lose our taste buds from whatever the hell I just made.”
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angstandhappiness · 1 year ago
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OP's tags @imminent-danger-came #THINK OF THE TRADGEDY#Wukong seeing MK act a little bit evil in 1x09: uh hold up no stop that#When he realizes it was just MK trying to be good enough: :0
@mythicalmagical-monkeyman #THINK OF THE TRADGEDY#< prev tags#to good to leave out#Yes!#exactly#thank you for putting my tiny strains of thoughts into actual word
@imminent-danger-came #wish I could be normal about anything ever#instead I write an in-depth theory post on why I think MK was fucked up in his past life#COME ON s4 SPECIAL. PROVE ME RIGHT#GIVE ME CRUMBS#THIS WOULD SLAP SO HARD#DO IT FOR ME#this ain't even mentioning the god damn curse#Cause like bro. The curse reacting to MK (being a part of MK?) the way it does is so fucking weird#Why did MK get a flash of it in 4x03. Why#''harbinger of chaos'' WELL MAYBE HE WAS ONE. MAYBE HE WAS.#eamk theory
@imminent-danger-came #YEAH ELDRITCH HORROR MK IS SYNONYMOUS WITH MONKEY DEMON MK#Tis the same thing. MK is a Monkey Demon and nothing can change that#Some good points here teehee#I think I'm on team ''pre-stone MK was a complete force of utter chaos'' but like.#A pre-stone MK being controlled and curated as a weapon is a really fun idea#Would have great Samadhi fire Mei parallels too#''Don't use the flame Mei...be the flame!'' ''You don't use a weapon! You are a weapon!''#''What if I fail everyone? What if I...lose control?'' ''Actually no no—the chaos and destruction that we'll bring upon the world will make#Wukong's past look like nothing''#Like at the VERY least MK was someone in a past life right. Like#It would be weird if he didn't. Literally every other member of the gang does#And everyone in this show is living past the end of their myth one way or another#anyways I'm so sorry tumblr ate your post#I've lost good men in tumblr drafts
@its-leethee #ok so i had this rb window open since yesterday cause i needed to sleep on it but nope time did not calm me down#my brain soundtrack stuck on eeeeeeeeEEEEEEEEE#always wondering where did mk's power come from & what they put in the baby monkey stone and like y'all are so smart eight steps ahead of m#sealed monkey demon/eldritch horror mk alright alright i'm in 100%
@mythicalmagical-monkeyman #...#what if he's the thing that killed the pilgrims#he would have been powerful enough to#and it would help explain why Wukong was involved#and why mk would be friends with their “reincarnations”#/descendant#because parallels
@ghostenluvs #prev#OH MY GOD#ur brain#but omg that would be so angsty #THIS WHOLE THEORY IS CRAZY BUT IN LIKE AN OMG WAY#LIKE MAN I'M HAVING THOUGHTS NOW#i love these long theory posts they get hte brain thoughts going#IT KEEPS GETTING BETTER
@i-am-a-fan #Do you think that’s why Mk is only part monkey demon? Because i can two schools of thought on that#one. he’s part SWK and part something else (probably celestial if i’m honest) but that would explain why he’s able to wield the staff#it also makes sense since the staff is has been said to only be wielded by swk himself#there’s no trials or anything of being worthy like thors hammer. you either are swk or you aren’t#Or TWO. MK WAS another celestial monkey#i say WAS because he might have been defeated and the put back together as seen in the frames shown above#Mostly because i really do think MK when broken down is actually really evil#I WILL ONCE AGAIN USE THE CLONE EPISODE AS EVIDENCE#you’re telling me that every clone made of the guy#that are supposed to be perfect imitations of the creator (mind you)#all of them. turned evil?#yeah that kid is fucked up#wow i had wayyyy more to say than i thought i did#welcome to my ted talk
@void-multimuse #stuff like this makes my brain go brrr so I wanna add it to my MK portrayal
@mythicalmagical-monkeyman #saw this on twitter#but this goes with inky going#"your friends will turn on you. seeing you for the monster you will become. they will DESTROY you#harbinger of chaos.”#because if MK killed them in their past lives#why would they keep him around if he could do it again#(I know they wouldn't though)
@wilyzombie #yall i just wanted to watch a cartoon with fun animation#it’s been only 2 weeks since i first started watching monkie kid#and now im obsessed
@newcyber-demonslayer#YO#WAIT#THIS IS ACTUALLY SUCH A GREAT THEORY#probably cause I’m a sucker for eldritch beings cause it fascinates me#especially the possible design options out there
@demigod-of-the-agni #op this was a DELICIOUS READ#i will now retreat to my cave and wallow#monkerkidd#SO MANY THOUGHTS.... SO MANY.......
@shiwinu #SOMEONE SAID#“CRAZY THEORY”#???#I'M IN#AHHAHAHAJAJA
Eldritch Abomination MK Theory
OKAY. @the-punning-ubus
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I just want to say reading these tags are SO validating, because I have my little "MK was an eldritch abomination thing pre-hatching from stone" theory and seeing someone else come to pretty much the same conclusion feels good.
I've been meaning to write a proper theory post on this for a while, so now is as good of a time as any!
Obviously we have Wukong's "Not just anyone can wield my staff, but you did" from A Hero is Born and "The staff's just a big 'ol stick bud! It takes someone special to wield it" from 3x03, but there's also something in 1x09 Macaque:
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Macaque: "Your staff kinda gives you away dude, not just anyone can wield that thing."
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Macaque: "Ohohoh no, can't you hold the magic staff anymore? Well, you know what that means—there really isn't anything special about you. You're just a kid with a heavy stick."
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The sweet irony of "There really isn't anything special about you. You're just a kid with a heavy stick!" followed immediately by MK lifting the staff again is not lost on me.
So, from s1 it was pretty obvious that Wukong didn't "give" MK any form of power, but we knew that already with MK being a monkey demon and all. I just think it's particularly intriguing that all of this was laid out in the same episode where MK proclaims "I am the weapon!". In all honestly, he probably was/is.
One of the main questions coming out of s4 is "why was MK created?"—Monkey King's stone was used to form another, but for what purpose? To what end? What reason was MK at the center of all these stories?
Well, here's my current theory:
MK was something in a past life, and that something needed to be contained—and so, to put a stop to past life eldritch abomination MK, he was then sealed away in the stone.
I think this scene in particular raises some alarm bells:
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The stone cracks open, bursts with light, and then it closes—like something was put inside it. The scene could of course just be an aesthetic choice, or chosen to be this way for another reason we don't know yet, but it just feels so deliberate. A ball of light appearing from the stone, then another ball of light in the mystery woman's hands being revealed to hold a monkey, and then the stone reforming around the ball of light. I just can't help but feel there's something there.
Next I want to discuss the two key things that make me feel this theory has merit:
1.) MK has made a habit of breaking out of things he shouldn't be able to (the calabash in 1x05, the trigram furnace in 2x00, the scroll in 4x07, Destiny itself in 3x14) and the stone would be no exception.
2.) Every antagonist in this show has been sealed away in some form, then being released to resume their plans from before being sealed. Here's a list:
DBK was sealed under the mountain, and after being released continued his plan of world domination.
Spider Queen was metaphorically trapped in her fallen empire, and after being given the chance to rule the above world once again, immediately takes it.
The Lady Bone Demon was imprisoned in her tomb, and after being released prematurely (before learning the error of her ways), she continued her plan to destroy the world and create a new one.
Azure Lion was imprisoned in the scroll, and upon being released (by an unknown 3rd party), immediately worked to free his friends and then end the Jade Emperor's reign.
Now, I love foils, so MK breaking out of the stone he was sealed in, yet coming out an actually changed being unlike everyone else in this show, would be DELICIOUS:
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Lady Bone Demon: ”No backup and no weapon? So, you’re plan is to fist fight a child?” Sun Wukong: “We both know that’s not what you are.”
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Lady Bone Demon: "STOP! Have you forgotten? Destroy me and you destroy the host! Have you become so desperate to end me that you would sacrifice this blameless innocent child?" Sun Wukong: "You're giving me no choice! All the time you spent locked away, and you haven't changed a bit! I'm going to finish you, like I should have done a long time ago! I told you—you should have stayed buried."
(3x11 This Imperfect World)
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Subodhi: "I have not brought you to your master. Although this is the stone from which Sun Wukong once sprung, it appears overtime, it was used to form another. A simple creature, with no past, no family, and no name. There is a reason you were at the center of these stories—a reason you can harness the power of the Monkey King himself!"
(4x06 Show Me the Monster)
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(If you want extra fodder for this, please see this parallels post :3)
So, if MK were to hatch out of the stone—where *he* was sealed away—and he actually came out of it a "blameless innocent child" with "no past, no family, and no name", it would work exceedingly well. Wukong's not above giving people second chances, but if you use that second chance to try and destroy the world, you force his hand.
(Side note: it could also be the case that the stone was used to "reset" whatever MK was in his past life, and Wukong was originally meant to destroy whatever came out of the stone—which could be the reason he stayed at Flower Fruit Mountain for hundreds of years. However, when an child came out, a new being without a past or the memories of what it was before—Wukong choose to let it go. He choose to let it live a normal life—or even ensuring it could live a normal life—and it then found it's way to Pigsy. This definitely gets into real crack theory territory, but I did want to bring it up.)
Now, none of this is even mentioning the suspiciously MK shaped figure in the mural from 3x13:
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Now, the figure in this mural is only shown when MK is also on screen, which is framing that drives me insane. Perhaps this is when they first caught MK's past life, then finally able to subdue him and seal him in the stone.
And so, if MK really was this terrible chaos driven abomination in his past life, what does that mean ✨thematically✨?
Well,
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Sun Wukong: “Point is, mistakes happen, but so long as you leave the world in better shape than you found it, then it’s all good. Right?”
(4x01 Familiar Tales)
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SWK: “ENOUGH! I’ve never let anyone dictate my destiny in the past, and I’m not about to start now. None of us are! We can’t change who we were yesterday or in a past life, or a hundred life times ago! We live with the choices we’ve made, for what matter is the choices we make RIGHT NOW! Only we decide who we are and what we do with the power we have.”
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MK can't change who he was in a past life. He can't change that the roads all lead to pain. But you know what he can do? He can try. He can try and get a little bit better every day. He can try and help people. He can try and make the world better than he found it.
Maybe in a past life, MK caused just as must chaos and destruction as Wukong did in his past. Maybe he caused even more problems than he has as the Monkie Kid. But that also doesn't undo the good he's doing now.
Anyways, that's my "MK was an eldritch abomination thing pre-hatching from stone" theory. Hope you enjoyed
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