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Re-blog your own work folks!

Here's my story if you wanted to read it. 😇 Sims 2 Pleasantview neighbourhood based.

Why do you reblog your own fics so much?

Because someone might as well!? And look at this. Look. At. This.

Does this look right to you??

These are just the last three fics I wrote. I appreciate the likes, believe me I do, but you have to understand. Likes do nothing for content creators. It’s the reblogs. Because that’s how you find shit on your dashboard. Through reblogs. Not likes. This isn’t twitter or tiktok or instagram. This is a website that’s run by the reblog system.

Reblogging helps content creators put their stuff out there. Why do you think so many people stopped writing fanfic and creating beautiful fanart and edits? It’s because they put in hours of work and don’t get nearly enough notes for their masterpieces. Yes we do this because we enjoy it but like...some validation won’t hurt. A boost of confidence here and there might be all someone needs to finish whatever thing they started and left.

Anyway, I’m still going to reblog my shit...

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The Innocent Choker

A short (~2800 words) stuffing fic of Coby, with a couple drawings! Contains: stuffing, weight gain/belly expansion, some pain

If you want the drawings without the story click here

They say that, to truly enjoy the food you are eating, you should take smaller bites and chew slowly to savor the flavor.

This thought did not cross Coby’s mind as he wolfed down on the feast set before him. It was mostly sweet foods. Cakes, cupcakes, pancakes. Hannibal had summoned quite an assembly of “cakes,” perhaps uncreatively, since this task did not bring him enjoyment. The lack of diverse flavors did not phase Coby, though, as he shoveled the pastries into his mouth as rapidly as possible. He couldn’t help it. Minutes before, Hannibal’s gluttony curse had shot through his system like a surge of electricity: sharp, shocking, and painful. Now his arms flew spasmodically through the air to grab the next morsel of food to deliver him the sweet release from the excruciating emptiness swarming in his stomach.

Such hunger. Such crackling hollowness. It must be filled. Gorged. Overloaded above and beyond its capacity, to assure the feeling would never happen again. More, Coby thought, I need more! His body simply demanded he must eat to keep himself from imploding.

The sounds that Coby emitted did not please Hannibal. Snarfs of chewing and little moans of relief, intermittent whimpers when the pain returned, smacking of the lips, gagging and hacking when he shoved the food too far down his throat… it was all so repulsive to him. Though he was born and grew up as a gluttony demon, Hannibal always felt like he was meant to be a greed demon. The harsh denial his clan showed him when he finally admitted his feelings morphed his opinion on gluttony and “all things fat” everafter.  To him, gluttony demons were wicked. Cruel. Parochial abominations. To him, food should be abstained, weight should be shed and kept off. Pencil-thin is ideal. Keep the corset tight. To him, greed and gluttony were neither comparable nor compatible, even though simple reasoning could see the similarities. Nevertheless, this was Hannibal’s defense he put up for thousands of years... which paradoxically led him to this moment of fattening his young butler. Again.

Despite his misplaced fatphobia, the demon watched closely as his questionably human butler filled himself with food like a thirsty sponge. Coby might have felt like he was imploding, but in truth, he was expanding. Visibly. Hannibal noted the bump of Coby’s stomach which seemed to have recently appeared. The fabric around his shirt’s buttons began to wrinkle already. Shit, Hannibal thought, I should have made him change before this. I was too much in shock… By this point, a normal human would be full and moaning. But, as Hannibal learned before, Coby was not a regular human. Coby claimed to be part-monster--

“Mmmf! Aah!” Coby gasped, lunging out of his seat to grab food that remained out of his reach. 

Hannibal rolled his eyes and pushed the cakes and -cakes closer to him. He could tell Coby was still in the crazed section of this process. He would soon calm down. And then Hannibal could question him.

What are you? Where did you come from? Why are you helping me?

But most importantly:

Are you an angel?

Or maybe something more threatening, like:

I know what you are. Confess to me and maybe I’ll let you live.

The buttons strained harder on Coby’s dress shirt. 

The problem was, Hannibal wasn’t sure if Coby was an angel at all. He had never suspected such a thing from his loyal butler until his grandfather--Hannibal sighed--his extremely powerful, world-eating, archdemon grandfather currently possessing Coby’s younger brother--ordered him to distract “the angel.” Hannibal wondered, if Coby really was an angel, why had he been working for him for so long? Why on Earths would he agree to gorge himself like this, to save Hannibal from feeling hungry? Is this some work of espionage? Surely had something to do with Creme.

Coby let out a small burp while eating, then hiccuped, and absentmindedly placed a hand on his swollen stomach. He was pausing for a moment, with an empty gaze that stared straight forward at the food. Yes, Hannibal knew he hit the crest and was beginning to slow down. Coby’s frosting-stained fingers traced the swollen gaps in his shirt between his buttons, now barely hanging on. It was as if he recognized that he was about to pop out of his shirt. But he still felt hungry…!

Coby continued eating, slower now and more methodically. He even picked up a fork for a moment and used it for a couple bites before abandoning the notion and continuing to use his hands. Hannibal always felt a bit relieved whenever Coby started to act more civilized. Sometimes he was afraid that Coby would never return from the feral behavior that he condemns him to. Even now, the greed demon felt a twinge of guilt for making his butler suffer his cravings. 

Hannibal bit his lip. There was no way Coby could be an angel. Surely Velvel was lying, using fear to control him. 

POP… POP…!

There went the first buttons. The sensation of his shirt snapping open roused Coby back to a higher awareness. He blinked a couple times, then looked at Hannibal, which caught the demon by surprise. For a moment, Coby’s expressionless dark eyes looked sinister to him, like he was about to bolt out of the chair and snap Hannibal’s neck. But then Coby hiccuped and grinned at Hannibal. “A-are you feeling better, sir…?”

Hannibal found himself speechless.

“Mmnh..” Coby took one of the napkins, neglected until this point, and hastily wiped his hands and mouth. He continued eating with the fork, his other hand cupping his extended belly. “Sorry… I know you don’t like it when I make a mess, eheh… y-you were so hungry today though!” 

Hannibal averted his eyes, replying, “Yes, I was. Thank you.”

Coby, after swallowing a mouthful, beamed, “Of course, sir! I’m happy to please you,” then cut into another stack of pancakes. He no longer felt the gnawing pain in his stomach, but a pleasant, full feeling, and a strange desire to keep filling himself up.

Hannibal crossed his arms and considered his predicament. Right now there was not enough evidence to prove without a shadow of a doubt that Coby was an angel. So certainly, he would need to interrogate him. He examined Coby closely for a minute.

As he chewed, Coby looked down at his bulging tummy sheepishly and decided to unbutton the rest of his shirt. It was fun when his boyfriend ruined shirts, but he knew that his boss was appalled by that sort of thing. 

“So you say you’re part monster,” Hannibal stated suddenly, as if to strike up casual conversation.

Coby looked up at him and nodded. “It runs pretty far back in the family, though, and I don’t know what kind. Probably a... shape-shifty... thing…?”

Convenient, Hannibal noted. “Maybe you’re not part monster, then. ...Maybe you’re part demon?” he suggested.

Coby licked his fork and looked at Hannibal quizzically. “Demon? You think?” He squirted more syrup on a stack of pancakes. And then more. It was like he was emptying the bottle. Hannibal wanted it to stop. This was clearly an unnecessary and unacceptable amount of syrup. For the love of the gods, stop pouring the syrup. “What kind of demon do you think, then?” Coby finally stopped after the bottle was emptied, and then proceeded to chow down on the over-saturated, soggy pancakes.

Hannibal took a moment to answer the question seriously. Right now, Coby was acting like a gluttony demon, but that’s obviously because he was under a gluttony curse. Finally, he answered, “I think a Lust demon would be the most fitting for you.”

This made Coby blush. “O-oh, lust? Really?” He shyly took a few more bites.

Hannibal nodded, responding, “Just like Lucius, you’re pansexual, polyamorous, you’ve practically slept with everyone--” --he took a little gasp as he had an epiphany-- “--e-even... me.”

Sex between a demon and an angel? That’s impossible.

Coby swallowed and avoided eye contact with his boss. “I… don’t think that would make me a lust demon though, right…? It’s not like I’m that promiscuous,” Coby said, basically in denial, because he slept with whoever wanted to sleep with him if it would make them happy. Craving more maple syrup, he brought more forkfuls to his needy mouth.

“It’s not a big deal,” Hannibal comforted half-heartedly, his mind on other things. “Some lust demons are also the most compassionate.”

“Oh, well, that’s good to know! Maybe I am part demon then...” Coby said, cheered up. He proceeded to fit the rest of the soggy stack of pancakes into his mouth and swallow it whole, letting out a little moan. It sank down into his stomach and seemed to push it out further when he felt his pantline digging into his skin. Coby burped. He unbuttoned his pants, but his bulging belly charged out impatiently and unzipped the fly for him before he could get to it. The pressure relief made him let out a large sigh and he sat back a bit, still picking at some of the food.

Hannibal was thinking what his next move might be. If Coby was an angel, then he would have to be shape-shifting for an immensely long time, even longer than what a talented lust demon could handle. Perhaps an article of clothing was enchanted to help him with this… he zeroed in on the small choker Coby wore daily. It did have a small cross on it, after all. “That’s a nice necklace you have, Coby,” Hannibal said.

Coby smiled politely. “Oh… thanks… it’s nothing…”

“May I see it?”

Coby looked surprised. He picked up a bottle of maple syrup. “Um…” He unscrewed the cap.

Was he about to…? No, Hannibal thought.

“Why?” Coby asked, popping the syrup bottle in his mouth and drinking from it.

Appalled, Hannibal blinked in awe and shook his head. “Coby--no. Stop that immediately.” Clearly, the syrup-drinking was a step too far. Coby cocked his head while he suckled down the sweet mapley nectar. “Coby. I said stop,” Hannibal ordered more firmly, but Coby looked away like a guilty dog and began chugging as fast as his mouth could suck down the thick syrup.

“Coby!!” Hannibal exclaimed, stepping over and forcefully jerking the bottle away from him. “What is wrong with you?” he hissed.

“Sorry sir… I-I can’t explain it, I just want… more syrup...” Coby looked down in shame.

“Well you don’t just drink it straight from the bloody bottle! I don’t care how much you crave it,” Hannibal chastised him. 

“Sorry,” Coby apologized again, picking up a cupcake. He was so fat already; his belly curved out from his chest and gave the young man the silhouette of a pregnant woman. Hannibal couldn’t fathom how he was still hungry from his curse, but remembered it was Velvel’s doing. There was no doubt that Coby was going to be huge by the end of this. 

“Give me your necklace,” Hannibal instructed.

Coby, realizing his ploy didn’t work, swiftly answered, “I don’t like taking it off, sir. My parents gave it to me before they died.”

Hannibal stopped for a beat to think. He recalled Lucius telling him about how Coby’s parents died tragically in a plane accident while he was in college. If that was true, then the necklace would hold significant sentimental value. On the other hand, if this necklace was helping him shapeshift into a human, then he certainly would act defensive about this. And Coby is usually always so happy to please, so there was definitely something unusual about this piece of jewelry. 

Hannibal tried softening his voice. “I’ll give it back, Coby. I just want to take a look at it…”

“S-sir…” he looked down and shook his head.

Hannibal slid a plate of cupcakes closer to Coby and tapped him with just a touch of magic, enough to throw the butler into a second wind of an all-out eating fit. While Coby consumed ravenously, Hannibal swung around his back and scrambled to unhinge the small choker and remove it from his servant. Coby, though voracious, understood what was happening and flung his hands up to his neck and flapped and swatted at Hannibal wildly, choking on the food he just jammed down his maw. Hannibal pulled away the slip of black velvet victoriously and took a step back.

Something strange happened, but it wasn’t what Hannibal was expecting.

Coby held his hands around his throat as if he couldn’t breathe, like he was choking. His eyes bulged and he shook back and forth and he didn’t make a sound. Then Hannibal suddenly realized that, oh god, he IS literally choking right now, shit, what am I supposed to do in this situation, what the fuck what the fuck what the fuck

Then, in this moment, a moment that lasted less than a second, Hannibal considered letting his butler suffocate and die. Just for this brief fraction of a second, he considered that, if Coby died, and he was dead, then it would prove he is human. But if he came back, then he was definitely an angel. Although-

Coby’s face began to turn blue.

In horror, Hannibal snapped into action and grabbed the choking man from behind, wrapped his arms above his bloated abdomen and proceeded to perform the heimlich maneuver, something he had only seen in movies. After a few thrusts, Coby spat up whatever was lodged in his throat and coughed and gasped. He half-sat, half-fell back in his chair as Hannibal let go and kept gasping, his face still blue.

“Oh my gods!” Hannibal exclaimed what he had been thinking the past ten seconds. He still held Coby’s choker in his hand, shaking.

Coby was also shaking, dazed. “H-Hannibal…?” His eyes were tearing up. They said, Why did you do that?

Hastily, Hannibal returned the choker to Coby’s lap without even examining it closer. “I apologize. That was immature of me.” He turned away from Coby, somewhat ashamed by his own actions. He had taken the necklace off, and Coby remained a human. That rules out the shape-shifting aid theory. Which means the little trinket must have been given to him by his deceased parents. Coby gripped the choker before slowly putting it back on. How on Earths could Coby be an angel, Hannibal thought, I’m so foolish to believe Velvel’s lies...

“Are you still hungry?” Hannibal asked quietly. 

“N-no… but… I still want to e-eat…” Coby answered, holding his stomach, already stuffed to the brim.

Hannibal, sighing, moved a couple bottles of syrup closer to Coby, silently implying that he was now allowed to drink straight from the bottle. Coby smiled meekly and unscrewed the top, then drank from the bottle like he desired. The warm syrup was so sweet, so addicting, and he swallowed it gulp after gulp while feeling it add to his circumference slowly. The growing sensation was hypnotic to him, and he slurped down the thick liquid to help soothe the trauma that he just experienced, ignoring the gurgly pleas of his tummy to stop. His skin was becoming quite taut.

What made Hannibal feel more guilty was that he knew, angel or not, that Velvel has taken over Coby’s younger brother. Hannibal knew Bosleigh was already gone. Now Velvel tasked him to distract Coby, so he can complete his transformation without interference. Surely Velvel was lying about him being an angel, though...? Either way, Hannibal was scared. He was scared of the possibility of Coby being an angel. He was scared of his grandfather’s power. He was scared of his powerlessness in this situation.

So the greed demon, acknowledging that he is a coward, pulled out a slip of paper from his pocket and said, “Coby… when you’re done eating, I was hoping you could complete this list of chores…”

Coby took the list, looked it over and nodded. He separated his mouth from the bottle. “Of course, sir, I’d be happy to,” he answered cheerfully. 

Hannibal felt dead inside. “Good,” he replied, “I’m going to… return to my business. Thank you, Coby. ...You’re a good butler.”

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In the end, after Hannibal had gone, and Coby had consumed all the food, drank all the syrup, and licked all the plates, the butler sank back into his chair, his full belly pinning him down. Alone, he let out a loud groan. He placed his cold hands on his warm, stuffed, bulging stomach, wrapped tightly with red and tender skin that felt like it was bursting from the seams. Now he figured he looked like he was about to have twins.

“Oh man…” he whimpered. It was hard to breathe. He had never gotten this big before. Coby chuckled painfully... He’s never been this big before! He patted his tummy playfully and gave it a little bounce. He knew it was weird, but maybe it wasn’t that weird, enjoying this sort of torment. He tapped his fingers on his bouncy belly and hummed. Coby liked fat men the most, his boyfriend living evidence. But… it was also nice to help Hannibal out in this way. It made Hannibal happier, and it gave himself a chance to feel this sensation, this painful, pleasurable, practically indescribable feeling. He decided to sit there for a little while in this glutted experience before getting up to waddle to his chores. 

But boy, was that a close call earlier.     

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Sims 2 Pleasantview neighbourhood based story, set a couple of years after the original maxis timeline. Bella has mysteriously reappeared, Dina has boycotted the Goths, Daniel Pleasant's about to have breakdown, Don's loving life, Kaylynn is conflicted, Angela is scheming, Lilith is angry and Brandi is still mourning. And the Oldies are just chilling.

Chapter One here: Lilith Pleasant (Part 1) Chapter Two here: Lilith Pleasant (Part 2) Chapter Three here: Kaylynn Langerak (Part 1) Chapter Four here: Dina Caliente-Goth (Part 1) Chapter Five here: Kaylynn Langerak (Part 2) Chapter Six here: Dina Caliente-Goth (Part 2- Tumblr Voted) Chapter Seven here: Lilith Pleasant (Part 3) Chapter Eight: Angela Pleasant (Part 1)

Chapter Nine: (THIS STORY IS CURRENTLY ON HIATUS)

Enjoy and thank you for all support and comments!

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EIGHTH CHAPTER of my Sims 2 story 'Pleasant(ly) Ever After..?' is now up over at Blogger!

You can read it here.

This chapter is based a few weeks after the preceding chapter and is in Angela's perspective. You also see a lot of flashback pictures from the twin's past. I hope you enjoy it, because the pictures in the past took me ages to sort out! I might be doing some more photo leftovers as well soon!

Thank you for all the loyal love and support! It means a lot to me! 🥰

WARNINGS: Contains Swearing and Mentions Child Neglect and Loneliness.

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Will just link my one here 😊😇 (WIP)

The Library is Open!

Well, it’s still empty. But soon it will be full of stories for you to read!

We are now accepting submissions for stories to be included in the database! If you are a storyteller yourself, we highly encourage you to submit your own stories! It is also highly recommended that your submissions include a preview photo or a poster, and a synopsis of your story.

Also, if your story is in currently in progress, you can use tag #ts2 library  whenever you post an update of your story, and we will automatically reblog it!

See you at the library!

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I know that I have been busy with my #CampbellQuayBaCC posts but I've not forgotten about 'Pleasant(ly) Ever After..?'

I've decided that the next viewpoint will be from Kaylynn's point of view and you meet a new character to the series!

No idea when I'll post it (as I'm having so much fun doing #CampbellQuayBacc posts - click here to view them chronologically) but I will get it sorted at some point!

If you wanted to re-read the current PEA chapters to catch up, you can read them with the master post here.

Thank you for all the love and support! 🥰

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FIRST CHAPTER of my Sims 2 story is up over at Blogger! I'm brand new at the platform so apologies for my newbie formatting skills(!)

Here is the link for Chapter One: Lilith Pleasant

Let me know what you think! 😘😀 (Took me AGES to put it together so I hope it was worth it!)

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YOU AREN'T

SUPPOSED TO

SMILE

IN THE MIDDLE

OF A

SAD

SCENE!!!

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Mr & Mrs Pleasant

Before Mary Sue got obsessed with Politics. Before Daniel lost his chance to be a Football Star. Before it all went wrong.

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SIXTH CHAPTER of my Sims 2 story 'Pleasant(ly) Ever After..?' is now up over at Blogger!

You can read it here.

All you lovely people voted for Dina's perspective next and the reason this took so long was because her backstory is soooo long! I felt you needed to know that before you understood how she's currently feeling.

Thank you (as always) for all the love and support! 🥰

WARNINGS: Mentions of Death, Depression, Violence, slight Nudity and Implied Woohoo. Contains Swearing, Heartbreak, Death scene (non-graphic) and a lot of Drama.

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SEVENTH CHAPTER of my Sims 2 story 'Pleasant(ly) Ever After..?' is now up over at Blogger!

You can read it here.

This chapter is in Lilith Pleasant's perspective and immediately follows up from the end of Chapter Two. If you need a refresh, you can read that chapter here.

Thank you (as always) for all the love and continued support to my loyal followers! 🥰

WARNINGS: Contains Swearing, Mentions of child neglect and loneliness.

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I have prettied up my Simblr page theme and I think it looks quite cute!

I've also added a couple of pages to help filter the content, especially for 'Pleasant(ly) Ever After...?' series.

I've copied the pinned post to the new PEA Series page but I will make the pinned post smaller as it takes up a lot of space on the non-dashboard version of my blog.

Let me know what you think! I'm still a newbie at all this and any advice is welcome :)

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For tumblr users on the PC, I've been tidying up my simblr/tumblr view, adding some new pages to make the blog easier to navigate.

Most of the extra pages are to do with my various 'projects' which are Pleasant(ly) Ever After..? , DesValley, VeronavilleRound1.

There are two pages for the PEA Series which are the Characters Aspirations as well as a Chapter/Tag page.

I'm also going to add a page for my recommendations in due course, seeing as I do quite a lot of those. It is still a work in progress :)

Let me know what you think! I'm quite pleased with it 😍 but the way the pages are listed in the sidebar on the left are too cramped for my liking, I want to space them out and have no idea how to edit the theme enough to do this!

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SECOND CHAPTER of my Sims 2 story 'Pleasant(ly) Ever After..?' is up over at Blogger!

You can read it here.

I'm still trying to get the hang of the formatting skills and it's a short chapter but hopefully still impactful.

*Possible trigger warnings for child neglect*

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GUESS WHO THEY ARE :D Been a while since I updated you guys as my game has been PLAYING UP with my default replacements! Got it sorted now and still in the writing process but thought I'd give you some sneaks peaks of my makeovers.