#There's gotta be a mod for it at the very least right

[pushing500]

Brennan spent the whole time at the Annual Expo on the very edge of a major mental break. The 'city builders' meme from her ideoligion means that travelling away from the colony is despised, so even though we got a free infinite chemreactor, she is still very upset.

Look, I love rain as much as anybody, but I am so ready for the weather to not be foggy rain anymore. I'm so sick of the map being so dull and gloomy. C'mon, Randy, give me a nice thunderstorm or a toxic fallout or something to spice things up!

I was getting sick of Connie saying that the kids shouldn't be assigned recreation time and should be forced to work all day, so I decided to try converting her. It feels a bit weird because her husband is doing the converting, so I imagine for the rest of the colonists present, it just feels like they're watching a lovers' quarrel.

Andy is one of the cutest children on the whole planet, I'm sure of it.

Wendy has been hanging out with Henry a lot lately. Maybe she's decided he can be her kid since he doesn't appear to have parents, and Wendy and Tamarind can't have kids of their own without using Rimworld IVF, and I'm not sure how that works with pawn relationships and stuff.

Either way, she'd be a cool mum I reckon.

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[b1rds3ye]

AASAABSJS I'm so glad your requests are openn!!!! I seriously love the way you write for the characters! I think your writing is so in character an ARHBAHHA 😍😍🤩🤩🥰🥰SO may i request how the 141 boys react when the see their s/o has made them in the sims? Like they see him and his s/o in their little sims family. Idk I thought it would be cute.

Love you! Don't rush and take care of yourself 💗💗💖💖💋

I'M SO SORRY THIS TOOK ME ALMOST TWO MONTHS ASDKFJASDKF MY BRAIN WAS NOT BRAINING WITH THIS PROMPT

Look, It’s Us!

How the 141 boys react to you making you, them and a potential family in the Sims (+ other little gaming shenanigans)

Characters: Captain John Price, Simon “Ghost” Riley, Johnny “Soap” MacTavish, Kyle “Gaz” Garrick

Genre: Pure Fluff

Word Count: 1.2k (~400 words each)

A/N: Gotta confess, I’ve never actually played the Sims before ACK-

Captain John Price

It’s not often, but Price will occasionally play the Sims when he truly has nothing else to do. He’s not particularly creative with it though, just lets the game randomly generate a character and then lives their life with the quirks they have. Still, good fun!

John figured you’d play the opposite to him, testing the limits of the game and torturing your Sims with that simultaneously wonderful and terrifying mind of yours - beyond the army John doesn’t have the creativity to turn Sims into experiments that violate human rights. So imagine his pleasant surprise when he notices you playing relaxedly with a whole family that looked like you and him, taking the greatest care in making sure everything goes well

“Having fun there, love?” he smiles, looking over your shoulder. When you zoom in on the little Price you made in the Sims and then comment how it’s not nearly as handsome as the real thing, he swears you’re single-handedly warming up this jaded heart of his

He could watch you all day as you tinker on the game, but he naturally acts as your anchor. He doesn’t care if this is just a Sims version of you, you are not hijacking that spaceship and blasting off to god knows where! Ultimately he can’t stop you but the conversations that have come out of your antics are very entertaining

John nods along as you animatedly talk about the little virtual family you made. Whether it’s the family itself or your choices in customising the home, he’s listening and he’s remembering. He might not have infinite money like when you’re playing with cheats but it’s in his nature to give you his all, and he won’t stop giving until he’s made an imitation of your dream on the screen

Simon “Ghost” Riley

He hasn’t touched the game, he’s not particularly interested but he’ll definitely be around you when you play. Simon will be doing his own thing, but upon hearing the signature background music of the Sims you’ll see the slightest bop of his head

It was one day, he walked past you, his eyes flickering on the screen while you zoomed up on a character with features suspiciously like his. He watches silently as you zoom out, and there’s a character that looks like you as well and- is that a kid?

“Looks nothin’ like us,” he says simply at the family. “Not my fault you don’t have an imagination,” you stick out your tongue. “I’ll install some mods for more customisation.” He was just cracking a joke but it’s endearing how seriously you take your virtual counterparts

Simon doesn’t just observe the family, he also observes the rest of what you’ve customised. Is that your dream house? Ah, it seems you like that style of furniture. Simon will keep that in mind the next time you have to go shopping, or will find small gifts for you with the same general aesthetic

Has the uncanny ability to speak simlish - or at least replicate the sounds. It sounds straight from the game, you have no idea how he picked it up or why. If you ask he says it’s because “you’re bloody addicted to playin’ that thing”. All you know is that if one of the Sims shouts out something Simon will actually grumble out a response under his breath

Your Sims family has become a little mental vision board for Simon. To keep fighting to return home, to slowly but surely clean up the mess that is his broken mind until he can guarantee a future with you that is equally as tranquil and colourful as the little pixels on your screen

Johnny “Soap” MacTavish

Johnny loves his action and exhilarating games, shooters, horror, you name it. As such, he doesn’t play Sims much but if he does, he’s treating his randomly generated sims as human lab rats

Roasts your character customisation to hell and back. Johnny’s gripping onto you, shaking you back and forth, dramatically whining about how his eyes aren’t that specific shade of blue, his mohawk isn’t that big and you’ve got his nose all wrong- what are you doing?!

He’ll complain but if you actually give him controls he’ll customise his own character to look noticeably worse. Just don’t ever give him access to this game because he’ll also make your character look nothing like you

That being said, Johnny gets really into the little family you’ve made. He’s actively discussing with you the furnishings that should be used in the house, if your virtual child should be a ghost hunter or a fortune teller, and if you need a bathroom break he’s ensuring no one sets the virtual house on fire

You better not tell Johnny that you’ve added pets into the virtual family because Johnny is already out the door to the nearest animal shelter. If there are things that these stupid little Sims have that is easy to get or Johnny already wanted, he will get

At the odd moment, you’ll catch Johnny getting quite sentimental over the game. Working in the army is chaotic, never mind his actual role as demolitions expert, it’s hard for him to ever imagine a day where he settles down. But watching you fret over whether this virtual couch should be placed on the left or right side of the living room has him looking forward to that day (by the way you should put the couch towards the back)

Kyle “Gaz” Garrick

Kyle has honestly tried every game under the sun if it’s casual and entertaining enough, from PVP shooters to laid-back simulators. If you’re not playing Sims, then he will be. But if you’ve beaten him to the punch he doesn’t make you stop, only sitting back and watching you keenly, commentating and giving you suggestions

He’s actually been part of the creative process since Day 1, when you made Sims versions of you and him, he tried to find the character customisation features that best resembles yours, but could only lament that he couldn’t make your Sim look as good looking as you

He loves starting off the game where your respective Sims are strangers, going through all the motions of wooing you all over again, proving to you that no matter the context Kyle will win your heart. You may have to comfort him with cuddles if your Sim version rejects his Sim’s advances though

Once your Sims are together, this little flirt will tell you that your Sims need more kids knowing full well what that implies

Kyle likes provoking you a little, discreetly suggesting using the ugliest pieces of furniture available in making your house. When you bite back that you’re going to make sure this house looks perfect, he’ll eventually relent after begging with his signature puppy-dog eyes

He’s memorised some of the Sim’s spoken dialogue, particularly the romance lines spoken in that exaggerated flirty tone. He’ll say it to you out of the blue sometimes, causing you to burst out into giggles

The game is all fun and, well, games, but it doesn’t stop Kyle from looking forward to the future. You might not have access to the grim reaper, you may never be able to build a pool surrounded with toilets in real life, but he’s excited to create his own little home and family with you, whatever it may look like

Call of Duty Masterlist

[novapark]

Izan's ISBIBC

So I'm still kinda in setup/build hell but I'm getting itchy to play so I thought I might do a little bachelor challenge to get my fix while I continue to build. To start let's get the general details out of the way first so you can know if this is for you or not:

This is a GAMEPLAY oriented BC. Posing will be limited to fun story things for introductions and exits.

I will play this ISBI style, meaning I ONLY control Izan. I can do group commands like "call to meal" but that's it.

I will do rounds of eliminations based on Izan's relationship with the contestants. I think it'll be every 3 days so they have some time to make their moves and maybe do an off lot activity.

I will take a maximum of seven contestants, any and all cc is fine.

It is first come, first serve and your entry isn't counted until I have the sim's files in hand.

So with the basics out of the way, let me tell you a little about Izan.

He's 23

He has three very young children.

He's a witch

He has adhd

His main traits are Adventurous, Socially Awkward, and Self-Assured

He is the youngest of six.

He is one of my main sims of my current generation so he plays a main role in most of my saves and stories. He is a prince of one of my countries in the royal sims universe, he's a townie in Rio's save in ts3, and he's Atlas' best friend in NSB. So there will be a lot of opportunity to see your sim build a life with him.

Now for what he is looking for:

Izan is pan so any gender is fine.

Occults are fine

Gotta be okay with being a step-parent.

No one perfect. Please give them at least one negative trait.

If you want to make a post to introduce them, feel free but otherwise you can just send me a message with a bit about them. I mostly need to know their gender identity so I make sure they are set right with my mods, and if possible two talents and two weaknesses I can set them up with.

Anyway, I think that's finally it. The tag for this is IzansISBIBC. Let me know if you have any questions.

[mister-qi]

Mr. Qi Friendship and Romance Mod: 4/19 Progress Update

It's a working title, I'm trying to come up with something less wordy that still will pop up in Nexus searches.

I wanted to be able to track my progress, mainly for myself, but if you're curious, this is the state of the mod right now:

Writing:

Heart Events - the 2 heart event is fully written (with blocking directions), and the 6, 8, and 10 heart events are outlined. The 4 heart cutscene currently has me a bit stumped; I have ideas, but nothing concrete yet. I definitely now understand why Sam's 4 heart cutscene is him dropping an egg. 14 hearts is on the back-burner as a little treat to myself once I get further into things.

Generic Daily Dialogues - about 1/3 done, probably the highest priority for writing. I'm leaving his vanilla casino dialogue as the two heart dialogue, and the vanilla Walnut Room dialogue as his four heart dialogue, with a few small changes. And, since it's me, I have more marriage dialogue written than anything else...

Day-Specific Dialogues - very few written, lower priority. Hoping to have a lot of these made eventually, and I have plenty of ideas, but they aren't necessary for the core of the mod so they're on the back-burner for now.

Gift Dialogues - all 5 generic gift response dialogues are written, with an additional 22 dialogue lines for specific items/groups of items. I'm also up to around item 530 in figuring out what item corresponds to which dialogue/whether or not he likes it. Certain item groups, like cooked food, still need more lines, however. This is definitely something that should be low priority, but also something I'm really enjoying working on. Some personal favorites so far are-

[if given a fish (hated)]: "Eugh, it's all slimy..."

[if given a legendary fish (disliked)]: "If you must give me one of the rarest fish in the valley, can you at least wrap it so I don't have to touch it with my bare hands?"

And I think that's pretty funny.

Art

Portraits - 3 new portraits finished: "deep frown" "glint" and "glasses-less". I'll probably be messing with "glasses-less" for a looong while; it's first shown at a dramatic moment so it needs to look good. Blushing portraits are next on the docket.

Here's "glint" btw, with a background thrown on so I can have a custom icon. You know I gotta make him do the anime glasses thing a few times.

Sprites - no progress yet. Walk cycle is up next after I finish the blushing portraits. Did you know he doesn't have a walk cycle at all? [1.6 spoilers] in the cheated Summit cutscene where he attacks(?) you, he literally just slides at you very fast. Anyways, I may also change his map sprite a bit as well, since it was drawn to match his old portrait and doesn't actually have the same color scheme as his sprites. Note to self: is it possible to make the sparkles on his outfit prismatic?

Maps - no progress yet. The 6 heart and 10 heart cutscenes both require custom maps, with the 6 heart one being a fully custom asset. 10 heart recycles some existing assets but will still need some custom stuff done as well.

Misc Sprites - in my head, there's a dream version of the 8 heart cutscene that has so, so many unique sprites. Like an incredible amount of stuff. I think it'll kick ass, but also that sequence could be done with a few lines of text. So, for now, it's low priority. But maybe in a few months I'll put out a request for help.

Implementation

Not totally sure how to split this into sections yet, as I'm very much still in the preliminary stages so far. To say that I'm feeling overwhelmed is an understatement; documentation on the wiki swings wildly between "an asset is a file in a video game" and "this is an advanced tutorial. Read these 4 other pages first before continuing."

I've started using Ms. Coriel's NPC Creator which has been good for setting up the basic file structure, but ultimately doesn't cover some of the more complex stuff I want to do. EDIT: Turns out it's completely outdated for 1.6! Had to throw out a bit of work, but I still learned from it so it's fiiine.

I think setting up his "schedule" will be a challenge, in that I don't actually want him to have a real schedule like most NPCs. Not to pull back the curtain too much here, but I want him to "exist" in both the Casino and the Walnut Room simultaneously, which is to say, he does not exist in two places at once in the narrative, just in the code. This will change after marriage, however.

My next goal is to set up placeholder cutscenes for each of the heart events, and then to implement the generic daily dialogues once those are finished.

Final Notes

God, this will be a work in progress for a while, but I'm enjoying it! Definitely enjoying the writing more than anything else, but hey, that's how it be. I've got around 70 lines of dialogue written, a bit of art done, and I've started learning how to actually get stuff in game. I've always been more of a designer than a coder, but it's getting there!

ADDITIONALLY I've decided that if I abandon this project for more than 8 months, anyone is welcome to request my work so far and use it for their own mod. If this blog hasn't posted in a long while, feel free to send me an ask or message! I may say no, however.

Ultimately, I want this mod to exist in some fashion. While there is an existing one, I have a pretty different take on the character and I want to share it with you all! Every line of dialogue, every heart event, every little detail needs to share something interesting about a character and their world. Yet, Mr. Qi is a mysterious guy, and I think some things should be left up to player interpretation. And I think it's crucial to be able to match his tone and voice to the vanilla game, while also expanding on his characterization. It's a fun challenge to write, and I hope the finished product, uh, well I hope it gets finished mostly, but I think it'll be pretty good.

Thanks for reading all this. This is largely just a stream of consciousness for myself, but I hope it's...interesting, or something?

[ticklishshenanigansau]

LaughterLand - Chapter 5: Animals

(story by Mod Secret, art by Mod Yosh)

"Pap!" Sans harshly whispered, not taking his eyes off of the six-armed grinning monkeys. "Pap, come on! We gotta go!"

"What?" Papyrus turned to give Sans a look of confusion. "Why do we need to leave? Don't you want to thank these fellows for pulling us out of there?"

"Pap…," Sans grumbled after yet another face-palm. As much as Sans adored his brother, it was beginning to get frustrating how Papyrus was unable to see the danger that was so obviously right in front of them. Sans took a deep breath in.

"You notice anything … strange about these guys?" Somehow, Sans just had to reason with his brother.

"Well … I suppose the extra arms are a bit on the strange side." Papyrus put a hand to his chin to really study the grinning primates. "I didn't even know that monkeys had more than two arms!"

"They don't…." Sans gulped. Staring into those eyes, Sans could tell that there was an unmistakable spark of mischief within each of them. He slowly reached for Papyrus's hand, not wanting to make any sudden movements.

"Pap … what do you think all those hands are used for?" Sans continued to spell out through gritted teeth.

"Hmm…." Papyrus thought hard about it, he gasped when he thought he might have the right answer. 

"Hugging!" he said enthusiastically.

"No," Sans replied bluntly. Honestly he should have known that Papyrus was immediately going to jump to the friendliest conclusion possible. If Sans didn't feel like the two of them were in imminent danger, he would find it amusing.

"Papyrus…." Sans cautiously grabbed his brother's hand and started pulling him closer. "Extra hands mean extra fingers … fingers that can be used for...?"

Papyrus still wasn't understanding, but Sans didn't dare say what he was thinking out loud. Papyrus turned to Sans quizzically, it wasn't until Sans held up his hand to display wiggling fingers did the realization finally hit the younger skeleton.

"Ohhhhhh…." Papyrus's eyes bulged as a horrified expression dawned on him.

Looking back at the monkeys made Papyrus start to shiver. Suddenly their big friendly grins didn't look so friendly anymore. Papyrus let out a startled yelp as a few of them leapt down from the trees and onto the ground in front of them. Sans instinctively put himself between his brother and the primates, but was honestly just as freaked out as Papyrus. The monkeys stood just about as tall as him, at least Papyrus had a few more feet over these guys.

"W-Well … thank you again for s-saving us back there," Papyrus stammered nervously. He held onto Sans's shoulders as the two of them slowly started backing up. "We'll um … send you a postcard from the Underground … if we make it back … so … bye-bye, then."

Sans and Papyrus turned to walk away, but were immediately stopped in their tracks once they found themselves surrounded. Not by monkeys, but by a multitude of other animals that had come out of hiding. There were bunnies, birds, lizards, squirrels, foxes, and a giant-sized anteater.

But looking closer, Sans could already tell, much like the plants, these were animals that were very specifically made to be tickling predators.

The bunnies' ears fluffed up to look like long slender feathers. The feathers on every bird had been elongated and emphasized to look intimidating. The colorful foxes sported many fluffy tails, much the same as the squirrels. The claws on every lizard were not sharp-looking, but looked like they would wreak havoc on any number of bad spots. Even the giant anteater was beginning to lick its lips with a long and dangerous looking tongue.

The brothers stood there utterly frozen. Any moment now, these creatures looked like they were about to pounce, each one had that same mischievous look in their eyes. They all wanted one thing, same as the Ghost Children, same as the crazy plant-life.

Once again, Papyrus tried putting on a friendly smile, though he was not able to cover for the nervousness in his voice.

"Well, hello there … uh … little … creatures?" he stuttered. Sans looked around, there was a different animal in every direction. They had them trapped in a near-perfect circle.

"This cannot be happening," Sans muttered out loud. "What even IS this crazy place?"

"I don't know," Papyrus replied, instinctively clinging onto Sans. "But I'd just as soon leave than stay here and find out."

As the animals slowly started to inch closer, Sans desperately searched his mind for an idea. Something to fight back with, some means of escape. He tried to figure out how the two of them even got there in the first place, but everything beyond where they ran into the Ghost Children was a blur. There was immense brain fog and he couldn't figure out how to shake it off.

Suddenly, both brothers felt a near-electric tingly feeling crawling up the back of their knees. One of the animals must have dragged an appendage up the back of their legs, and it tickled … badly! It caught them both by such surprise that they yelped and fell backwards onto the grassy ground. This prompted the animals to come in closer, curiously looking them up and down. These creatures had clearly never seen anything like Sans and Papyrus before, and the feeling was mutual.

"Wha-What was that?!" Papyrus exclaimed immediately, rubbing the tingles off of his leg as he sat up.

"I don't know just … hold on, don't move!" Sans whispered, trying to stay calm.

From behind him, Sans could feel the hot breath of one of the monkeys. He gulped hard but didn't dare turn around as he felt it experimentally poking at his ribs. Sans held his breath and clenched his teeth. It tickled, but he knew that if he let on just how bad it was, then the two of them would be goners.

"Sans…?" Papyrus asked nervously. "Are you oka—OOH!" Papyrus squeaked, as he felt a couple of fluffy mice running across his toes.

"Shh!" Sans practically hissed. "Don't make a sound!"

Papyrus clamped his hands over his mouth, he could start to feel a couple of monkey fingers start poking into his ribs as well. "B-But … Sans...!" Papyrus whispered through his self-muffling.

"Shh! Pap … maybe i-if we can h-hold ihit … together…," Sans began, struggling as the mice turned their attention towards his toes. "They … they m-mihight let us … go." He could feel his cheeks start to grow warm as the beginning of a blush was forming.

Papyrus let out a sharp gasp, a squirrel had scurried its way up his ribcage and was beginning to nuzzle under his arm.

"Mnnnnnnh!!" Papyrus let out a whine, trying hard to keep still and clamp his arms down. "Sahans … I-I don't … think I … cahan...!" 

Papyrus curled his toes, he wanted so desperately to kick and flail and scream in defense. But truthfully, he was hopeful that Sans's impromptu plan would work. If they could both just hang on a little longer … but for how long?

"C-Come on … just … j-juhust...!" Sans had to stop talking for risk of immediately losing control. Another monkey had swooped in to start exploring the older skeleton. It began with scratches along his hip bones, before poking its way along to the front of Sans's spine.

Sans felt the urge to collapse in on himself to protect these new spots from being explored any further. But he hopelessly clenched his teeth even tighter, fingers dug into his jacket in an effort to relieve stress.

Papyrus also followed suit with clenching his teeth, but that didn't stop a huge grin from forming on his face. He had hoped with all of his might that this wasn't going to be a telltale sign for the animals to continue their search. But it was hard to tell as they continued to explore.

Papyrus jolted as he suddenly felt the short breath of two little feather-eared bunnies sniffing around his ankles. The feeling of their quick little noses was enough to make Papyrus want to erupt into giggling, but what made it even worse was their long feathery ears reaching up to feel around the tops of his knees, the gentle exploration driving him crazy. He hitched his breath and tried somehow to breathe through it without letting out any laughter. Much easier said than done.

Meanwhile, Sans felt something unusually heavy land on his head. He could tell by the feel of the talons that they belonged to a large bird. But it wasn't until he heard a low-sounding 'hoot' that he realized it was an owl.

The arrival of the large bird momentarily startled the monkeys, allowing Sans to get in a brief moment of breath before they started exploring his ribs, hips, and spine again. Sans could feel his body start to shake the harder he tried to swallow down the unbearable laughter. 

He jolted his head slightly forward in hopes to make the owl fly away, but it stayed in place perched perfectly on his skull. In a small gust of wind, it had spread out its abnormally large wings and brought them down to both sides of Sans's face. To his horror, the owl started stroking its wings back and forth against his skull. Causing the feathers to brush up against his cheeks, neck, and even flutter into his ear canals.

Sans’s chest jolted, as he was forced to hold back a screech. He felt the blush on his face practically move up towards his eye sockets as he trembled. The rougher, more abrupt tickling on his ribs was one thing he could keep down, but the gentle teasing tickles were making it so much harder for the poor skeleton. 

He desperately wanted to flail, to scream, to get these horrible animals to just let go of him and let him breathe. But more than anything, he just wanted to let out all of this pent up laughter. Having it locked inside him was borderline painful, but it was almost as though the relief he was so desperately searching for would come sooner if he could just laugh it out. But he remained silent, save for a few gasps and pathetic whining. It just had to be over soon, surely these creatures wouldn't waste their time on two monsters who wouldn't laugh for them.

"Oh no … nooooo…," Papyrus quietly groaned. Sans looked over to see two squirrels chattering and brushing their extra fluffy tails around his neck. But surprisingly, that wasn't what Papyrus was worried about.

Sans looked ahead of him, his eyes widened once he saw the giant fluffy anteater start poking its tongue out. Its beady little eyes were intensely focused on Papyrus's toes. Even through the feathers bristling into his ears, Sans could tell that Papyrus was beginning to whimper.

"P-P-Pahap...!" Sans choked out. "J-Juhust … keep it … t-tohogether...!!" Sans blinked away several tears that were gathering in the corners of his sockets, his chest nearly felt on fire, wracked with suppressed laughter.

Papyrus sucked in a deep and shaky breath as the anteater approached his trembling feet. The moment its long wriggling tongue slithered from its mouth it seemed to dive straight for Papyrus's toes. It was so fast, it zoomed between each and every toe space in what felt like less than two seconds. 

Papyrus's eyes seemed to bulge right out of his head as his cheeks flushed a bright phosphorescent orange. He clenched his fists and curled his toes hard, but it was too late. The anteater's tongue had already curled between each one of them and was now focusing on the tops of his toes.

Papyrus's whole body seemed to vibrate with tiny spasmodic jerks between the constant shaking. His head swam with dizziness from the lack of oxygen. The tickling was unbearable! He knew that it wasn't going to be much longer before he erupted. Very slowly, the anteater's tongue began sliding up and down his soles and Papyrus's jaw slowly began to unlock to let out a wheezy beginning of a laugh.

"P-Pap...!" Sans whispered frantically. "No! N-Noho!" Sans forced his breath back into his throat as he threw his head back. Amazingly, not even that was enough to throw the owl off of his head, as it continued brushing along his cheeks. He rapidly breathed in and out, trying to distract from the horrible ticklish sensations. It was so hard to think. The monkeys started poking every single individual rib going up and down, giving Sans no chance to get used to any spots being taunted.

Papyrus's eyes and mouth were wide open in a helpless smile. But thankfully, no sound had come pouring out of him yet. Just sharp inhales and gasps. Tears streamed down his face like tiny waterfalls, and he was trying so helplessly to hold it in.

"P-Pleeeeaaase...!" Sans groaned, mostly to Papyrus but also a bit towards his ticklers. "J-Juhust.… Just … hang … on..!" He kept telling himself that it couldn't possibly be much longer, and he desperately wanted to convey that to Papyrus before it was too late.

What Sans didn't know was that another animal had been eyeing him from behind. One of the smaller foxes with the multitude of tails. It sniffed around Sans's backside, as if searching for something. Using its tiny teeth, it gingerly lifted up Sans's jacket along with his shirt. Sans was so caught up in worrying about Papyrus and restraining himself that he hadn't even noticed. At least not until the fox reached its many tails up towards the grooves that ran along his back.

That did it.

"YAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA!!!!"

The scream was so loud and so abrupt that it scared many of the animals into backing off. Sans immediately flopped onto his back to protect his sweetest spot and after confirming that it was safe, finally taking in a much needed breath. 

But it didn't last long.

After blinking away the tears, Sans looked up to see a great deal of the animals staring down at him, that mischievous gleam in their eyes now even bigger. Every monkey’s grin seemed to widen, if that was even possible.

"Sans...?" Papyrus called over to him, sounding frightened. Sans blinked and swallowed hard.

"Oh no…," he muttered.

It happened so fast, and Sans was so dizzy from holding in all of that laughter. He couldn't even fully comprehend what had hit him, until he realized that he was once again restrained. One of the bigger and stronger monkeys had picked Sans up by his wrists and held them tightly over his head. The primate had also used his opposable toes to hold onto Sans ankles pulling him to be completely taut and exposed. Even if Sans had the strength to fight back, the monkey's grip was so much stronger than he could even begin to understand. He was stuck, and was left facing hundreds of eager eyes, fluffed up feathers, and wriggling fingers.

"Aah! No! Sans! Help!!"

Sans's foggy brain immediately snapped back into its alerted state at the sound of his brother's distress. He quickly glanced over to see that Papyrus was in a similar state. He was being restrained by a taller monkey, but even then, the animal had to reach up far past its comfort zone to keep him locked in.

"Papyrus!" 

Sans finally began squirming. Despite knowing his chances of breaking out of the creature's grip was slim to none, his instinct to protect Papyrus instantly overwhelmed his common sense.

That was cue enough for the animals to begin their game. Amid his struggling, Sans let out a shrill gasp as he felt the soft-footed lizards start clawing up his leg. He tried to kick out of reflex, but was quickly reminded about the hold on his foot.

"No! Nohoho!!" He tried gritting his teeth. But once he began to feel them scritching around his hips, he didn't have the strength to hold back any longer. 

"Gaaaaahahahahaha!!" he screamed. "Nohohoho!! No! Stahap thahat!!" He let out a startled yelp as a squirrel scampered up the front of his ribs and proceeded to do the same thing it had done to Papyrus earlier. Sans cackled harshly, twisting his head around in every direction as he felt its bushy tail sweep along his neck and brush his cheeks.

"EEEHEEHEEHEEHEE!!" Papyrus shrieked. Two small birds had flown up to the sides of his ribcage and had perched themselves onto his hip bones. While Papyrus was grateful that neither of them had figured out just how sensitive his hips were, he couldn't help but scream when he felt the two of them shoving their abnormally large wings up into his battle body.

"AHAHA! NO!! NOHOHO NO!! GET OUT OF THEHEHERE!! GEHEHET OUT!!"

He twisted around in every way that he could, but all it seemed to do was jostle the feathers around even more. He couldn't help but squirm, but every new movement sent a different feather gliding along a different rib and it was awful!

The giant anteater had not yet had his fill of Papyrus either. It approached him eagerly, its tongue slithering out to pick out a new spot on him.

"NOHOHOHOHO!! STAHAHAP!!" Papyrus screeched once he saw it coming towards him. "KEEHEEHEEP AWAY!! ST-STAHAHAY AWAY FROM MEHEEHEE!!"

Papyrus curled his toes in anticipation. But having already gone after the best that his feet could offer, the anteater aimed for Papyrus's torso. It experimentally wiggled its tickling tongue against Papyrus's right underarm.

"EEHEEHEEHEEHEEEEEEEK!!" Papyrus squealed loudly, immediately overcome by horrible ticklish sensation.

"NOHOHOHO!! NAHAHAT THAHAT!!" The anteater wasted no time flicking and squiggling its tongue against one underarm and the next. Going back and forth so rapidly, it gave Papyrus no chance to catch his breath or to recover from a single attack.

"OH N-AHAHAHAHAAAA!! PLEHEHEASE!!!" He lamented through helpless laughter. "PLEASE NO MOHOHORE!! AAAGH!! W-WHY-WHY DOHOHOES THIS KEEP HAHAHAPPENING?!?!"

"Ahaha! No!! Nonono dohohon't!!" Sans's voice was nearly lost amidst the unending cacophony of laughter.

The bursts of giggles and breathy cackles weren't enough for the intimidating creatures. At last the monkey that had been restraining Sans with his upper hands and feet began utilizing his two pairs of extra hands. One pair began digging harshly into his ribs, while the other pair started scribbling into Sans's underarms.

"NO! NO—AAAAAAGHAHAHAHA!!" 

Sans's body was wracked with laughter once his sweet spot was abused again. He almost couldn't understand how he could still be so ticklish after facing their previous enemies. Regardless, he pulled at the monkey's grip with all his might, screaming and cachinnating with every breath he had left in him.

"NO—I—AHAHAHA!! AHAHAHAHA!!! ST-AHAHAHA...!! AHAHAAHA! N-NAHAHA!! PL-PL.....EEEEEHEEHEEHEEHEE!!"

Sans's mind was blanked, he couldn't even gather enough mental strength to utter a plea for mercy. Nothing beyond feeling how horribly and unfairly ticklish it was made sense anymore.

Sans suddenly felt the soft fur of two little creatures on his feet. He blinked his tear-stained eyes downwards to find two little feather-eared bunnies nibbling both sets of toes.

Sans opened his mouth to scream, but nothing came out but a silent squeal. But after a few agonizing moments, he managed to draw in a sharp and ragged breath and maintain enough oxygen to start hoarsely laughing again. 

"AHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA!!! NOOOHOHOHOHAHAHAHAHAAA!! PLEHEHEHEASE!!!" It took so much effort just to get out a single word. But, at least on the inside, he was screaming for all of this to stop.

Then he remembered what had landed them both in this situation in the first place … that spot. That cursed sweet spot of his. He was so close.... THEY were so close to being away from these psychotic animals, he just knew it. Then somehow … something found his deepest hidden tickle spot. The grooves on his back, the one spot that he never stood a chance with. Why did it have to be this? He felt so punished for being so unbearably ticklish!

"OHOHOHOHOHO MY GAHAD STAHAHAP!!" pleaded Papyrus. The monkey that had been hanging onto him must have noticed the other one playing with Sans, and decided to mimic him with his extra hands.

"PLEHEHEHEASE!!! PLEASE STAHAHAHAP!!" What was worse was that even more feather-eared bunnies were coming after his feet and toes, going a step further by reaching their ears up to stroke along his ankles. As hard as he tried to squirm away from the anteater's tongue, he couldn't stop it from moving on to poking along the front of his spine.

"IHIHIHIT TIHIHIHIHICKLES!! NYAHAHAHAHA!!" Papyrus laughed so hard that tears began flinging in every direction, he wasn't sure how much longer he could hold out.

But what seemed to get him just as riled up as being tickled, was the fact that it was being done by animals! He didn't know of a single forest creature that acted this way, and for what? They weren't eating them, they were attacking, but it wasn't the kind of attack that would do any fatal damage. It wasn't even for any kind of self-defense! It was all very purposeful and without question. The plants and animals of this forest were only out to tickle them! Papyrus couldn't rationalize why, he didn't have the sanity to anyways, and it drove him crazy.

"STAHAHAHAP" he screamed, his voice cracking badly with giggling. "IHIHIT TICKLES!!! IHIHIT TIHIHIHICKLES!!! DON'T YOU UNDERSTAHAHAHAHAND?!?! NYAHAHAHAAA!!"

"AAAAAGH NONONONONONOOOO!!!"

Papyrus's tearful distress was interrupted by the sound of Sans's cry. Papyrus looked over to see him trembling, but not just with laughter … with fear.

Sans could feel the same multi-tailed little fox start nuzzling into the back of his jacket. Somehow it had climbed up his leg and wedged itself between his back and the monkey, and it was struggling to lift Sans's shirt up as it had before.

Sans whimpered desperately. Tears free falling down his bright blue cheeks. He was already being tickled so much. He just knew that if his sweetest spot was messed with again, not only would he not be able to take it, but he wouldn't be able to flop onto his back to save himself like he had done the first time.

He fought hard to somehow squish the fox between himself and the monkey, but the fox was just as determined. It growled and bit down hard on Sans's shirt slowly inching it upwards, making a big enough opening to stick its whole head through.

The thought of the fox licking and nuzzling on the groves of his back sent a horrifying chill down Sans's entire system. His soul throbbed with fear as he could feel his shirt rising higher and higher. It didn't take long at all before he felt the end of his jacket curling up to the bottom of his shoulder blades, the fox adjusted itself. This was it, he was about to be wrecked … permanently.

Then everything stopped. The tickling, the animals, the laughter … everything was completely still.

Sans and Papyrus inhaled deeply, both coughing and sputtering from too quickly reclaiming their breath. The intense sensations had stopped so suddenly that the world was spinning, there was a clear ringing in both of their ear canals. That was the only thing they could hear.

But then the ringing started to waver, it started to flow, until it became a melody. After many moments of only hearing the sound and their own harsh breathing, they realized that it wasn't a ringing at all … it was whistling. A very clear and very loud whistling song, it echoed through the entire forest. There was no doubt in either of their minds, it was because of this eerie song that the animals had ceased their attack.

The tune was haunting, downright spooky in fact. Papyrus was beginning to think it was because the song was so eerie that it spooked the animals into freezing. All Sans wanted to know was just where it was coming from. But before he got his answer he suddenly felt his body start to shift.

Panic surged through him again, thinking the animals were about to resume their attack. But his fear was instantly quelled when he realized that he was back on the ground. All manner of hands, legs, feathers, and claws were backed off of him, and one by one the animals disappeared into the trees.

Papyrus was also released to the ground. With the last of his strength he quickly crawled over to Sans and collapsed next to him.

"Sans...?" he mumbled. "Are … you … okay...?"

"Y-Yeah … you?" Sans panted. Papyrus nodded in response. "Wha…. What happened...?"

"I don't.... I don't know…," Papyrus answered breathlessly. "Where … where is that … coming from?"

A cold breeze blew through the forest and shook the leaves all around them. The cool air felt good on their sore, tear-stained faces. They both rubbed their sockets and massaged the ache from their cheeks. They were both certain that neither one of them had strained themselves laughing so hard in one day before.

"Sans…," Papyrus whimpered. "I … want to go … home...." Sans gave Papyrus a soft look and placed a hand on his backbone.

"I know," he said softly. "I do too … but don't worry. One way or another, we're gonna get out of … whatever this is."

It took them a moment to notice that the whistling had gotten louder. It was clear now that whatever was making the noise that had scared away the animals was drawing closer.

"Sans…." Papyrus fearfully grabbed onto Sans's shoulders. Sans moved in front of Papyrus, once again ready to defend them both from whatever came next.

Sure enough, the bushes in front of them began to shake, something was emerging. Despite the unending exhaustion and body aches, Sans readied himself. It took a bit more energy than he had expected, but his eye flared with magic. At last the bush gave way as the whistling creature stepped forward.

It was a cat. A large deep red cat. Sans and Papyrus had never seen such a large cat, it must have been about the size of a maine coon. Apart from its red coloring, its features were nearly identical. It had sharp-looking pointed ears, big bushy fur, and the fluffiest tail either of them had ever seen. It stood staring at them with its large apple-green eyes. But the feature that stuck out the most to the two skeletons was the cat's smile. This cat wore a long and very pronounced grin across its face, its teeth looking sharp and pointed. The whistling was coming out through those teeth and Sans and Papyrus couldn't help but stare in awe.

The whistling came to a stop, and the cat's lips parted. Out came a deep voice. Much lower and sinister sounding than either brother had anticipated.

"Hello there…," said the cat.

[xerith-42]

Some Slightly More Coherent Thoughts about Void Paradox

Riveting title, I know, but this is the quality content I'm sure... 50 of you signed up for? When the fuck...? How are there so many of you?? And in spite of that title, this post is still long as fuck

Anyways I finished Void Paradox and it sure made me feel a certain way. [Cut to footage of me literally screaming anytime Laurance showed emotion in the series]. Gotta say, as a long time Laurance fan, this is really nice to have. I've been going on my tirades about how Jess ruined Laurance for the sake of Aaron, and how Laurance never really bounced back from this character assassination, but I wasn't entirely right. He sort of bounced back?

Well, we got this. I still would have liked Laurance in Love-Love Paradise but I guess I'll take him in this series. And honestly, it's the best Laurance content I've gotten that isn't fan content since... well, since I first watched the show back in 2015 when I was a literal fetus. Every time after I've gone back and watched as Laurance got written poorly from honestly really early episodes sometimes (looking at you Episode 65), and had to deal with the unfortunate truth that he was essentially unimportant to the story Jess decided to tell with both her series, despite being the main character of one of them.

It's so refreshing to have quality Laurance content, and we got a variety of it in this show. He's so expressive, so alive, so emotional. I've always loved Laurance because surprise surprise, the men in my life weren't always the most emotionally vulnerable, so I latched onto fictional men who were as a coping mechanism! Yayyy! And Laurance has always been a very emotionally vulnerable character, at least in the beginning. It's part of the tragedy that is his character arc in Season 2. That Laurance is usually vulnerable, that he's the one who's always willing to talk about his emotions, but the calling is making it harder to open up, and the world has only become crueler to men like him who dare to feel too much.

Wow I just keep sliding into depressing content in this post, I'm trying to praise Laurance's writing in this series. Because it's good. I have my problems with Void Paradox as a whole, but as a showing for my favorite character in the entire Aphverse, a chance at redemption, it's fantastic. As I said Laurance is so expressive in this series, largely thanks to Sebastian Todd being an absolutely phenomenal voice actor who clearly knows and cares about this character. His performance is absolutely excellent and a great high note for this character to go off on.

I cannot emphasize how much I adore every little thing about Laurance's portrayal. The flirtiness, the smug bastard energy, the very sincere and open care, that one scene where he gets super embarrassed and then whimpers that I haven't listened to like eighteen times. The whole thing is great. His dynamic with this alternate version of Aphmau is so good, it's so great to see him bounce off of other characters. I just love it so much.

That scene where he realizes that he's in a similar scenario to the Nether and literally instantly jumps to "If it comes down to it, let me sacrifice myself," I SCREAMED AT THIS. The whole series whenever he angsts over his old world I scream, but that line really hit me. Fuck whatever you say about Laurmau in every universe, the universal truth of Laurmau, nay the universal truth of Laurance is this;

"I would sacrifice myself so you could live in every universe."

That's Laurance! That's Laurance with literally anyone you want!! This is the best characterization Laurance has ever gotten. It's consistent with his character, and I love the fact that Mod Aphmau doesn't even let him finish his consideration of self-sacrifice, she just shuts it down and it's a great contrast to what Laurance is used to. I adore how that's what he jumps to, I adore the fact that he's as clueless as I am about the lore this season, I love the rivals esque thing he's got going on with Jaiden, that was fun. Lotta potential there. This was just a good time. I cannot emphasize how delightful Laurance was in this series. How his delightful presence is the most enjoyable thing in the series, and a literal blessing unto us all.

Wasn't it nice to feel good about an Aphmau series for like.. two minutes. Anyways here's the part where I get a little salty with Jess, as per usual. I'm not going to go too in depth on my problems with Void Paradox as a story because it's mercifully short and a lot of my complaints did come from a standpoint of not knowing any of the lore of Mod Mod World which might have hindered my full ability to understand the larger story.

I can however get VERY salty about the fact that I didn't even know Void Paradox was a thing that had Laurance in it until 2024!! It came out in 2018! How did this happen? Well the answer is very simple, the cause is the bane of my very existence. My Street Season 6 When Angels Fall. [I am shaking with rage]

I know you've likely read how much I can tear into season 2 Episode 95, and oh my Irene can I tear into that episode, but there's a similar but differently visceral emotion When Angels Fall makes me feel. Let's call it a sort of divine rage. And now, I have one more reason to hate it. Because Void Paradox, a series with actual quality content, was released at the same time as whatever the fuck that was, meaning it never had a chance.

For a bit of personal context, I briefly became active in the Aphmau fanbase when this season came out and during the time leading up to it. I had seen every season of My Street, and despite not being the biggest fan of where Jess took the series, I liked a lot of the characters and was invested in where they would go from here. I was knee deep in the My Street trenches when the many many different bombs dropped. Melissa dying but then she didn't but maybe she did and I literally spent hours arguing with people on this, Ein is turning everyone evil, there's a doomsday device, forever potion nonsense is happening, Travis' dad is evil maybe, Aaron is going insane, the multiverse is falling apart, and then Jess just killed the best character in the entire series, dare I say the entire Aphverse, dare I say the entire universe of existence as we know it--

It was a lot. And in all the chaos Void Paradox just... came out. It came out right before episode 9 of When Angels Fall came out. And anyone else who was there during the war... they know what that episode did to us. What it did to me. I wasn't the same after that episode came out. I felt like I had lost a part of myself. Something I wasn't sure I'd ever be able to get back...

And as a result, I and a lot of people didn't see Void Paradox. Looking at the numbers, Void Paradox struggled to get above 1 million viewers for most episodes, while the lowest viewed episode of When Angels Fall sits at a cozy 2.9 million as an established series. Void Paradox is objectively better as a series and deserves to have a second season. We deserve to explore more of the weird ideas Jess clearly had while making it, we deserve to know if a cure can be found, and we, or maybe just me and I'm feeling selfish here, deserve to know if Laurance is okay.

Jess has already taken one comfort character away from me. I'll be damned if she takes another.

[teecupangel]

I've been playing AC Revelations lately, and remembered about your Ratatouille AU.

I think Desmond would be very confused, because all suspicious sounding voices should be silent in the like core of animus or whatever this place is. But he anyway hears those strange complaints about how he looked much cuter in previous parts and now he is like weathered or smth. And those simpings on old Ezio. And this comparison of Sofia and Leonardo. And intense swearing when there's no 100 percent synchronization because of THIS STUPID TEMPLAR WHO SOMEHOW MANAGED TO HIT MEE, LIKE WHAT, HE SHOULD BE LYING DEAD, BUT NOW I GOTTA RESTART THE WHOLE MISSION AGAIN WTFF (russian slurs following). Ahem. Also I feel like he would imagine that it's like his descendants or smth, so he would start to believe that he'll get out of animus very soon

The original Ratatouille AU idea

Its little brother, the “Desmond can hear us” idea

And the “I don’t know you can do that” sidestory that got sidelined by people learning that Altaïr can vault in AC1

So the idea would be the voices would suddenly be silent once Desmond wakes up in the Animus Island and he’d be confused and absolutely worried because he’s used to hearing them (especially after a lot of them suddenly showed up because [The Founder By Accident] apparently posted it or something and got a lot more people ‘playing the games’ again) so the silence was…

… worrying, to say the least.

Especially after Clay tells him where he was and what was happening to him.

And then…

Desmond started reliving Ezio’s memories…

And the moment Ezio’s voice echoed in his head “Dear Claudia…”

There’s just a cacophony of [DEAR CLAUDIA!!!!], [Best opening cinematic in the franchise <3], [Goddamn, I still get goosebumps watching this…], someone is able to actually recite the lines in Ezio’s accent as Ezio continues, and many, many more. There’s definitely a lot of them.

And Desmond could feel himself relax as he let both Ezio’s memories and their voices watch over him.

And then…

“Even if they messed up Altaïr’s actual outfit in this scene, it’s still freaking awesome.”

Ah.

[The Founder By Accident] is back.

.

Desmond immediately got used to a lot of them ‘simping’ over Ezio and the mini-debate that happened when Ezio met Sofia…

As well as the mini-debate about Suleiman being either good or opportunistic or both (and Desmond laughed at the “I can’t say anything because he has the same voice as Malik and that’s an automatic ‘yeah, he’s okay’ from me” comment from one of them).

The complaints about the ‘gameplay’ or the bugs or the synchronization requirements or… Desmond found himself being comforted even by these as these were already part of the voices’ personalities anyway.

And then…

He was back in the Animus Island and he couldn’t even focus on Clay because he’s being bombarded with voices all talking about “oh you poor boy what did they do to your face?” and “you still look good, Desmond, don’t listen to them!”.

And then…

[Play DA Everyone] goes “I know what to do!”

Clay’s eyes widened when a box suddenly appeared in front of Desmond’s feet and Desmond crouched. He opened the box and a lot of the voices went “Ooohhh” as Desmond sees it’s a vial with a message that says “Mod to Change Desmond’s Model To Be Closer To Francisco Randez” and there’s a lot of chanting of ‘drink it!’ and ‘chug chug chug’.

Desmond turned towards Clay and asked, “Do I look like I’m weathered?”

“What?” Clay looked confused by his question and Desmond simply shrugged, being used to it already.

He uncapped the vial and drank the entire thing, trusting the voices in his head as usual.

Cheers erupted all over as Desmond didn’t feel anything different.

Well…

He felt more rested than he ever had though…

And Clay could only gape as Desmond’s face changed right in front of him.

What.

The.

Fuck.

[love-triangles-au]

Gotta know, which Triangle is needier?

(Mod Minty let me steal her art for today's edition of the gay geometry channel. Say "thanks Minty for letting us see your gorgeous art!")

Bill, by a longshot!

Y'see, when he eventually realized that he actually does kind of give a crap about Venuz, he became aware of something: oh, no, a whole lot of people want my loved one dead. Sound familiar?

With that realization comes an immediate (and in his mind extremely embarrassing) trauma response. The last time he loved someone, they were taken from him brutally and unfairly, and the very nature of Venuz being the Gun God means that he is destined to eventually be succeeded.

Now, rationally, what happened to Liam was not at all Bill's fault -- his big brother was basically doomed from the moment he was born -- but as we all know trauma loves to make no sense. Because Liam was taken away while Bill was out, a part of him feels like if he had just been there maybe he could've done something.

And so we begin what we've dubbed the "separation anxiety arc".

He tries to bottle it up, god knows he does, because if Bill's good at anything it's pretending like everything's okay, but the moment Venuz goes to walk out the door it's like being hit with a bolt of lightning made of "what-if"s.

Luckily for him, the first couple times Venuz can just stay home or take him with him. Frankly, more often than not he goes to work as more of a way to keep the day interesting than anything else, but eventually it becomes clear that this is a serious problem.

The more the behaviour is enabled, the worse it gets, and the worse it gets the less Bill's excuses for his behaviour add up. Eventually, he lets it slip.

Once Venuz is aware, it begins to stress him out because there's nothing he can really do to help and he hates seeing Bill so uncharacteristically afraid. All he can really do is distract him at best, because he doesn't know any other way.

And then, one day, he has a lightbulb moment: vacation time! Far away planet (I dunno why but I've leaned towards Io, one of Jupiter's moons), no mortals, no guns. Bill really, really likes this idea, and so they hop in one of Venuz's 50 cars and, when they arrive, Bill finally feels a little better again.

Now, Bill doesn't have very much. As far as he's concerned, he's got his Veeny with him and they're perfectly safe right here. So, he basically pitches that they just stay there forever and live happily ever after.

But, they can't, and here's where another piece of our Gun God lore pops up.

The Gun God's power is tied to Venus itself, and he can't be away from the planet for too long without his powers fading. This prevents the Gun God from just dipping and living out in the deep recesses of space for all eternity, keeps the machine running so to speak.

So, they have to eventually go back.

We haven't got much further than this, but the current thoughts are that anxiety does get better with time (I have an anxiety disorder and know this firsthand), so that will likely ease him a little eventually.

BUT, where things get muddy here is that what Bill's afraid of isn't entirely irrational. Venuz is gonna get into gunfights, people are gonna come try to kill him, it's unavoidable. Thankfully, each Gun God tends to rule for a longer period of time than the last, because his skills only get better with each iteration. So, Venuz is very likely to keep his position for a couple thousand years at the least. But, the chance of him meeting an early demise is never zero.

I think the only way he's gonna get through this is if Venuz helps him through it, and even then I don't think it ever entirely goes away; dude's got like a trillion years worth of suppressed trauma, that doesn't just heal overnight. I think if Venuz is able to consistently prove that he's the best gunman on the planet that will gradually make Bill feel a bit better, but it would need to be consistent, like maybe Bill watches him train every day.

And, okay, when I said we hadn't gotten much further than this, that was kind of a lie; Bill's post-marriage activities very much revolve around this anxiety he feels around losing the fabled Only Guy He Cares About™.

With inclusion into the Yung family, he also becomes immortal and gains Venuz's powers. So, what's the logical thing to do with this newfound power, then? Begin an underground criminal organization dedicated to snuffing out possible competition before it can get to Venuz, of course!

The return of some of his power gives him the confidence that he can protect Venuz himself and that's when he forms his whole mafia operation. And, of course, Bill always thinks he's the smartest guy in the room, so he's often able to fool himself into thinking his plans are air-tight and cannot possibly fail and that suppresses his anxiety as well.

However, he does still sometimes have the occasional moments of doubt that result in full little kid meltdowns. He still needs occasional blanket time to calm down.

~ Mod Emily 🦇

P.S.: Sorry for the slowness on asks right now! It usually means we're wanting to draw something for it, so sit tight; we see you! :D

[pjsk-headcanons]

fuck it since youre cool with it mod i will display my blorbos and their puroseka info

mabel pines: we already know this one. she plays on global mainly but will play on jp for certain events. favorite character is saki. skill: can easily clear lvl 28

sara chidouin: shes a really casual player, only plays for the story. joe heard some comms and was like "hey sara you gotta listen to this" and she liked it, so she looked into the game and tried it out. she likes keeping up with vbs and mmj. only plays jp. favorite character is mizuki. skill: can easily clear lvl 26

kris dreemurr: hatsune miku has saved their life and will save it again. they got into prsk because they liked love live when it was still in its heyday, and thought "hey why not". they are considered a "pro" player, fced daijobudesuka a few days after it came out level. they play on every server but main jp and korean (they learned how to read korean specifically for the game and somehow got way better gacha luck so. they basically only play there). favorite character is honami (for obvious reasons lol). skill: can easily clear lvl 32

noelle holiday: yes im doing two characters from the same game. anyway. noelle only got into it after seeing kris playing it and noticing it was very bandori-esque. she tried it and liked the cards and gameplay more than bandori so she shifted to mainly playing pjsk. she enjoys a lot of niigos songs, but her favorite unit is leoni. iykyk. she plays global only. her favorite character is mafuyu :). skill: can easily clear lvl 30

kshdjhddj thank you all for being so nice to me feel free to delete this mod

—🥺

(also i have been lurking for a while and will probably go back to lurking after this but mod we share a few of the same interests! at least if i remember right you like yttd and stuff.)

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[bosskie]

Molluck Model - Sculpting Phase

Yeah, I feel like I'm ready to show you this Molluck sculpt now since it's like 99.9 % done but I might still adjust some minor details; I'm just unsure about some stuff...

But yes, first, here's some comparison pictures with the older sculpt I also finished this year:

Yeah, a significant improvement, mainly thanks to learning a better sculpting technique... But that older sculpt helped me a lot here since it helped me with getting the body's basic shape right. Oh, and yes, I used heavily all the possible OWI's reference material for this... (I gotta say that I actually bought that Soulstorm Collector's Oddition edition just to get the artbook easily (but also for that Molluck print...) and I wished that it has proper reference photos for Molluck and it did! That book has helped me a lot with drawing Molluck... We literally cannot even see his fullbody in the game but all the other Gluks'... So, I really love that I can see his fullbody in the book, though yes, I can confess that I wish that it had 'the another version' too but that's why I did these sculpts! If OWI won't show the new Molluck as naked, I'll do it! Oh, yes, there do are two pictures of that naked model too but just to his shoulders. It's enough though since that model do is based on the New 'n' Tasty one and his body probably ain't altered.)

There ain't really clear (enough) references for Glukkon anatomy, at least in my opinion, so it's a lil challenge to get Molluck's anatomy right. So, I also added some own details and mixed stuff, like those hands I keep mentioning... I'm just weak for those hands, okay... He has the most beautiful hands I know. Though, the whole Gluk is the most beautiful thing I know... I could just like compliment every part of his body but I'm not gonna do it but 'tell Molluck'...

But, here's some more shots:

I coloured this sculpt just for showing it since I will probably colour him in another way later on. Frankly, I have no idea how the model is gonna turn out since I'm gonna do completely new stuff next... But I'm at least glad to have a better new Molluck model to play with! Oh, and yes, I did new eyes for him but I still need to figure out better way to create them... That glow just creates a lil challenge and therefore it can look exaggerated here too... And he has that expression just for fun!

Oh, and yes, I did promise to show some comparison stuff with human body too, so here you go:

My man and me. (Y) I'm actually surprised that Molluck ain't as tall as I imagined him to be compared to me... Oh, and I'm not even tall, just about Abe's height. (Edit: I realized that I did the scaling incorrectly first, but it's fixed now.) Maybe those height charts ain't totally accurate but this is as accurate as it can be. Molluck is 7 ft / 213.36 cm tall but as you can see, the size of his body parts is quite varied... He has huge head and hands and his arms are very tall (or long, but it's his arms that make him so tall!)... But his torso is close to human's in size but his legs are small... Frankly, it took me some time to be able to enjoy his 'sizes' since I don't really enjoy being the smaller one but his 'sizes' compensate that too. Now, I have no problem with this and I really love him being big and small at the same time! Like, man, this Gluk just makes me go crazy... The hottest thing ever... Yeah, I'm quite happy to be with Molluck and it just gets better and better!

Yeah, uh, what a sexy beast Molluck is... It feels so odd to show stuff like this but I wanna be brave and do it anyway. I know that I could have taken the colours away from the human model but I let them be since it felt too 'soulless' without colours. I bet that someone might wonder what model it is, so I can say that it's just one model I have from doing adult animations for a mod (never published or even finished)... And yeah, those colours suck due to topology stuff and the way I coloured it but it's enough for now for me. Gotta model myself one day too... I'm glad that I can at least live with Molluck in a virtual world!

Oh, and I wanna just say again that I found Molluck attractive only after I started loving him. I can see his certain ugliness but it only makes him so beautiful for me... And even I know what he has done in his life, I still love him so much. He just seems like my Gluk and the reason why I started to love him was that I saw myself in him, I could identify with him. I just don't care about his crimes and he lives in a brutal world, he barely could do anything else than follow what the Magog Cartel wants. I also mean that I don't get anything special from his crimes, unlike one person I saw on Twitter back then... (The person listed all their paraphilias related to their Molluck lust on their bio...) The main thing is just that he feel so 'me' and right for me. I have never felt the same with any other character, there has always been something that has't felt right. Molluck just feels friendly, despite of the image he has in public... I can understand him, like his anger issues, and I only just wish all the best for him... I just truly love this Gluk and that's why it feels like I just keep loving him more and more.

And kinda related to this, I must admit that sometimes, I wonder how people can have multiple fictional others or 'blorbos' or whatever you call those characters like that (I know the differences here but it's not the point.). I had recently a moment when I had two characters I was into (if you know, you know) but my relationship with Molluck only got stronger and I started to feel bad for him... (I also realized that I was 'looking for' Molluck in that other character since he was similar, so it was about Molluck after all too.) So, I can be 'like IRL' with this, meaning that like he was actually my spouse/partner (in a closed relationship). So, I just am with Molluck in my way since I just cannot have multiple fo's... My relationship with Molluck is just this strong and he feels 'alive' to me but I still know that he ain't real. So yeah, it feels like 'cheating' if I was with another character too.

Oh, and yes, I also gotta say that even his 'unsual' body proportions can be challenging, it doesn't prevent us from hugging, kissing or anything related to giving and sharing love! I just really enjoy his body, as it is. I mean, it would feel like he lost something if I drew him having 'a normal humanoid body' or how you should call that... It's just such a big part of him for me but also gives him certain adorability. I just cannot help it... I want this Gluk so badly but it also makes me learn things and get better at stuff! Like, yes, I'm doing that Molluck model mainly for my own Molluck fantasies but I also wanna use it to other stuff too.

But yeah, I know that you should start from simple stuff but I have always done what I have wanted in art, so... I'm unsure about the next steps since I have never done them but luckily there are plenty of tutorials out there and I also got some e-books for Blender stuff (that's where I learned doing eyes and that colouring for example). Yes, this is my first 3D character model thing I'm doing. I just wanna have a Molluck model this badly...

I could talk so much about Molluck... I just love this Gluk with my whole heart... 🫀 Yeah, I think that I should stop writing for now and get back to thinking Molluck (in bed since I should go to sleep now)! 💞✨

[elvenbeard]

WIP WEDNESDAY

Yes I'm actually doing this on a Wednesday wooo :D

I just went back through all my tags of the last month and man, you guys ;__; <3 I'm not good at keeping up with tumblr atm and I don't have something to share every week, so I think once a month a WIP Wednesday might be a good compromise XD Thank you for all the tags!!

@theviridianbunny @dreamskug @ouroboros-hideout @lokiina @therealnightcity @chevvy-yates tagging you all right back!

So, with that off of my list of works in progress, as is answering all the tag games and quizzes, some projects I'm working on atm:

Writing: Love is stored in the olive jar (WT) - Chapter 13

It's done, but still needs a lot of editing, as it got very heavy on dialogue in the end and I want it all to flow more nicely and make it a bit more scenic XD Too many instances of "she looked up again" or "he paused for a moment/second" xD But I'm getting there! Here's a snippet from the already somewhat polished beginning:

“Alright,” Fuentes said as she finally caught her breath again, “I suggest we cut straight to the chase.” “Yes,” V nodded, “Thank you again for taking the time.” “Of course,” Fuentes nodded, “I have to admit, I have been thinking about you and your case a lot these past days. Even with the limited knowledge I have so far, I still believe I may be able to help. If you are willing now to tell me more about your condition now, of course.” ‘Willing’ wasn’t the word V would use, it was more a necessity at this point. “I will,” he said, “But only if you can provide me with a certain level of security.” Fuentes shifted in her chair slightly and frowned, then she opened one of the drawers of her desk and pulled out a tablet. She turned it on and began to search for something on it while maintaining eye contact with V as best as she managed. “You’ve come here today as my patient. As far as I’m concerned, everything, anything that we discuss, falls under the doctor-patient confidentiality. My contract with the Little China MedCenter binds me to treat your data and information with utmost care and discretion. All data we store is locked away securely, all in accordance with your Trauma Team policy. I can resend you the patient information papers and contracts, although I think most of them you should already have…” “I care less about the MedCenter than about what you personally do with the information I’m going to give you,” V said, and Fuentes stopped her search, narrowing her eyes slightly. “I’m not sure what you’re alluding to,” she said, still polite, but significantly more tense than before. “Nothing,” V shook his head carefully, “This is just not something I tell random strangers on the street… no offense, of course. If I have to play with open cards, I need you to as well.”

In which Vince hates doctors but has to trust one now, boo XD

Writing: Some drabbles :3

Inbetween the longfic I still have some ask prompt drabbles to fill that I'm looking forward to tackling soon! And in a sudden burst of inspiration I wrote out a long although not very serious convo between Vince and Johnny the other day xD I'd love to turn it into a (VP) comic maybe, but I'm not sure yet XD

Art: Nothing new since last time, slowly chipping away at some bigger projects inbetween

VP: Currently no concrete plans for a bigger project

Although I wanna do more "days in the life" for Vince!! And I wanna play around more with some poses though and have a very soft set to share that I gotta edit a bit still ;_; Tomorrow probably!

Also, I'd like to turn the interface thingies from my recent "V as NPC" projects into shareable templates, that is also on my wip/ to-do list! Just wanna gather some in-game reference shots first :D

Modding: 👀👀👀

I'm working on a little something maybe, and I'm so excited :DDD Just gotta relearn how to do Archive XL, it's been half a year xD And I fought MLSetup Builder so fucking hard, but now I know how to edit MLMask Setups, so that's a victory at least XD And I have a base for a very kitschy coat :3

But yes, so much to that so far! See you again in a month or so probably with an ever-growing pile of wips xD But maybe some more writing, maybe some more art, and maybe a finished mod after too long 👀

[gleeful-northwest-fam]

A... drabble? One shot? Thing based after a rp with @william-will-cipher

—Mod 🥀

"Pacifica-!"

The girl just ran up to the attic, slamming the door close

Preston looked at his step brother, who returned the silent resignation.

Damn kids. So stubborn.

He should leave. Give them some space. He understood that, logically, everything was logical, he was doing the most logical step getting rid of that three sided whining demon

But children weren't logical, and Pacifica specially wasn't. Children are emotional and messy and easy to use. To lose.

He sat down against the door, trying to come up with some new argument, though even if he could find it, it was most likely that neither child would actually listen. All he managed to was hide his face in his palms to try and sort out this- this tangle of horrid feelings in his chest

"C'mon, they'll get around"

"What if they don't?"

"If Gideon could... understand what happened with Carla, sure they can understand this"

Bud didn't get it. Or maybe he did? Maybe he was in the same fight against pain and guilt that had no right to be there, that was twisting their thoughts into something so very absurd.

"... how do you deal with this?"

He let out a sad chukle, sitting next to him "Not gonna lie, is... is hard"

He couldn't let it go. Her eyes willing up with tears. The shouting. The utter betrayal in her face as she screamed that she wished he had never come back. It vore into his chest with a fury no weapon or substance had pierced him in 13 years of exploring the multiverse.

"What if I messed up? Genuinely messed up?"

"Preston, the kid ain't heartless. She's upset, sure, but she loves ya"

"I'm not just talking about the kids"

"... what do you mean?"

This was absurd. Nonsense. And overall unbelievably idiotic. Yet the thought refused to leave his mind, eating him up from the inside as it drove him insane

"Sending him back.. with him"

"Fo' Pete's sake Preston, are you serious?!"

"You weren't there!" He suddenly stood up, beginning to pace around "You didn't hear how Stanford talked about him- or how jumpy he was- he looked- he looked terrified!"

"So what? Were you just gonna welcome him with open arms?"

"Of course not! It's just! It's just..." a frustrated groan scaped him, gesturing widely to try to make sense of it all "Maybe I should've found another way to make him go instead, or- or try to force Stanford into calling the deal off so he'd go back to the mindscape- something that wasn't this!"

"Preston"

"Of course I don't like Will! I hate him! I always will, and if I see him here ever again-"

"Poindexter"

"But I could've at least gotten some information! I- I assumed the deal happened after I disappeared, but what if it was before? How long has it been like that"

"Thee eyes" Preston suddenly grabbed hy the shoulders, forced to stare into Bud's reprimanding eyes "ya did the right thing. Ya protected your family. "

"But-"

"This damn demon is the reason all this happened. So you ain't gotta have no sympathy to him"

This was so... odd for Preston. He was the older brother, the smart brother, the one always with the plan and the right words. Yet ever since he came back, he has felt completely lost, relying on Bud for all these stupid mushy problems called feelings and grief and fatherhood. Before he could proceed what he was doing, he pulled his younger brother into a tight hug, which was almost immediately reciprocated

No more words were exchanged, and after a few far too long seconds, they pulled apart and walked downstairs

They never knew Pacifica had scaped out the window

[theworldvsyoshiko]

Karina sets about ripping down the old structures around her starting area and converting them into something useful. Her bedroom, for now at least, is in an old tomb, which is a very 'teenage necromancer' thing to do.

And hey, the exostrider's right there. Gotta smash that bad boy and trigger the quest early on to get an easy enemy loadout, because as it happens, the dead mechanitor just coincidentally happens to be guarded by a number of mechs proportionate to how well your colony's doing. Weird.

Thanks to the Yayo's Animation mod, now I get to see Karina actually stabbing the thing.

[syn4k]

can we please talk about tucker's blood magic in s2? i feel like we need to talk about it because ok.

(put under a cut bc this post discusses self harm which is a huge thing with the blood magic mod)

so mianite s2 is modded minecraft right? right. it has roughly 100 mods in the pack and one of those mods is Blood Magic, a fantasy-esque magic mod in which you can exchange your own blood for things like cool armor, weapons, etc although i dont know the specifics because i don't know too much about it.

the various champions all kind of specialized into their relative mod magic specialties, although most are at least somewhat proficient in all of them- sonja went the thaumcraft route, jordan took tinker's construct, waglington got into ars magica, tucker took blood magic, and tom is basically just interested in whatever can get him the coolest armor/weapons/whatever.

however, what i'm most interested at the moment is the fact that tucker decided to get into blood magic, which is probably one of the most powerful mods on the server, but it comes at a price: the only way you can get the materials required for it is to give yourself damage to take blood, or self-harm. not only that, but you can go too far and kill yourself if you try to take blood that you don't have

i'm just thinking about the implications here both design-wise and headcanon wise. if we go with the idea that scars stick with a player even after they respawn, this means that tucker's arms and thighs etc have got to look like a battlefield by the time he gets the blood armor, and i'm not even a third of the way into the series yet! does it also morph into a coping mechanism down the line as well? how many times does he draw too much blood by accident and run back down to the room where he has everything set up, annoyed and grumbling under his breath? the less blood u have the paler your skin is in general. theres gotta be rumors in the town that tucker's a vampire by now at this point.

not only that, sonja's whole Thing this series basically is thaumcraft, specifically driving back the Taint using Ethereal Blooms, which with my very limited knowledge puts her into the role of healer. does she heal up tucker's cuts often? how much does she worry about the whole blood magic deal, if she worries at all?

theres just Implications here that im thinking about

[unhingedkinfessions]

Day #4 of sending daily kinfessions to @unhingedkinfessions as if they were my diary until they get tired of me

Date: Sunday, March 3rd, 2024

Theme of today's kinfession: New kinsider + updates

Dear diary @unhingedkinfessions

Okay first of all HELPPPP not me kinsidering (very lowkey but still) from HARRY POTTER!!! NOT THE TERF SOURCE 😔. Like ik kinning from there is normal, but stilllll. Anyways, i think that i may be Nymphadora Tonks, but idk idk. It's a very lowkey kinsider but still 🤷

ALSO, updates on the ATLA/TLOK stuff: I THINK I'M GETTING ROHAN MEMORIES, finally a little bit of clearness 🙏. I remember a little bit from the temple and my relationship with my siblings :). Milo made fun of me all the time help. And i think i was a gay man too wich is funny.

Thank you again for listening i hope ya'll are surprised for my consistency sending this asks 😼

Sincerely: daily anon

Questions of the day for the mods (so they don't get tired of me for now)

Do ya'll have siblings? Is your relationship with them good?

Did ya'll listen to Tom Cardy? What do you think of his songs?

Bonus questions coz i'm feeling generous

Do you guys have a song that perfectly, and i'm saying PERFECTLY fits a kin of ya'll? Mine is Sunday Bloody Sunday (from U2) for my Matt Murdock kin :D!

"like i know kinning from there is normal-" WOAH there pal i gotta stop you there. not in my fucking house! dont care if its a kinsider keep that shit to yourself when it comes to stuff causing irl harm lmao? or stop engaging w the source at all maybe???? jesus. ur acting like its sooo quirky good for you i guess. skipped the ask for a second and was about to say you were being way too personal with the sibling question until i read That. some of you are getting wayyyy too comfortable whoever said we needed rent lowering gunshots w uhkf was right . but at least you got to day 4! cocks gun does anyone wanna try and go for day 5

[sejianismodding]

I've been having a shit few days so I haven't done much modding, but I did do a rant and I figured Tumblr might appreciate it too: https://www.patreon.com/posts/111545558

☢️ While we're waiting for patches, they're announcing EVEN MORE CONTENT! We're also getting a new FOMO Event. Remember how well the last one went? - A very short rant because I'm not really here. This is all a fever dream.⚡ 9/18/2024 - Patched but still broken!

Now, I know where this discussion is gonna go, "well the people working on the new content aren't the people working on patches," which, I mean, I don't know that for certain, but I assume the people working on new content are also the people modifying the code and causing the problems, innit?

Furthermore, the game has been in a state since Update 7/23/2024 aka Lovestruck's release.

Whether or not you've personally experienced every one of the issues reported is irrelevant. We're a community and we shouldn't minimize each others experiences with bugs.

Maybe fix the broken !@#$ before breaking it even more?

Nowhere in this Laundry List https://www.ea.com/games/the-sims/the-sims-4/news/laundry-list-september-3rd-2024 does it mention fixing our bodies and as I've said literally everywhere I've complained about this, FIXING OUR BODIES IS AS SIMPLE AS RESTORING THE 18 DEFORMER MAPS THAT WERE BROKEN IN UPDATE 7/23/2024.

I posted my fix for this and an explanation of the problem on Answers HQ on 7/30/2024.

We couldn't get a small emergency patch addressing this at any time over the course of August 2024?

The way our sims look isn't a priority?

With such a simple fix?

3.26 MB is too much? To be fair, it's more like triple that size in the raw format before package-ing, but I digress.

I get it, y'know.

I get why our bodies haven't been fixed.

If it affected everyone ALL THE TIME and AHQ was flooded with reports about it, it would've probably been fixed by Update 8/8/2024. But because it's only affecting everyone SOME OF THE TIME UNDER CERTAIN CIRCUMSTANCES and AHQ isn't flooded with reports about it, it's not a priority.

I fixed the problem so I should be happy that at least I don't have to see my sim deformed and looking like a !@#$in' freak, but simmers who don't know that a fix exists are still dealing with it aren't they, and console simmers, well, they just have to sit back and wait on EAxis, which is precisely why I took the time to explain the problem and how to fix it, on Answers HQ.

I'm proud of the time and effort I put into solving that problem, and yes, it's quite likely that another creator has fixed it and maybe even before I did. Before Update 7/23/2024, I hadn't done anything with Deformer Maps or downloaded any mods that utilize Deformer Maps so it took me some days of little sleep, combing through thousands upon thousands of files, pestering my Update 6/6/2024 friends to send me more and more files, and downloading and dissecting mods that dealt with body shape, for me to finally get on the right track and fix it, but it still pisses me off knowing that I need a mod to fix the shape of my sim's body BECAUSE EAXIS STILL WON'T FIX IT.

But they can announce new content.

Gotta keep that cash cow flowing.

Gotta make sure everyone gets onboard and agrees the Shopping Cart was a brilliant idea and it's so useful and totes not unnecessary and kinda insulting and somewhat predatory. Sales all year round, kids! !@#$ the neurodivergent simmers! Why should their health and well-being affect my enjoyment of my game? I love the Shopping Cart button! It enhances my simming experience ten-fold! The majority of this paragraph is sarcasm!

Gotta squash that dissent.

You're totes welcome to criticize our decisions BUT DON'T YOU DARE TELL PEOPLE THAT THE ONLY WAY WE'LL GIVE A FUCK IS IF THEY STOP BUYING OUR SHIT! This one isn't sarcasm.

As a consumer you have rights, and as the company providing the product, EAxis has obligations. Only when you forget your rights are they allowed to do whatever the fuck they want, however the fuck they want, whenever the fuck they want.

If we all collectively gave a shit, they'd have to give a shit. Keep that in mind.

The simming community by EA's own estimation is about 70 MILLION strong.

70 MILLION x 40 USD is 2.8 BILLION USD and that's only if every one of us bought ONE Expansion Pack at full price. There are SIXTEEN Expansion Packs, TWELVE Game Packs, and FIFTY-ONE Stuff Packs.

This belief that has infected our community that EA can't possibly fix this game is outlandish.

Have you noticed your Pizza Delivery Specialist just stands around after delivering your pizza until they fuck off for themselves? That's a bug. A fix exis- A FIX HAS EXISTED FOR YEARS https://simvasion.com/food-delivery-fix/ yet it has never been rolled into an official patch. Can anyone explain why?

But hey, new content, right?! I'm excited! Are you excited?! This is more sarcasm!

"Very short," my butt.