#and dina got a phone call from her mother

[sunnydayzes]

This is the saddest series of screenshots in the world

[riptideripley]

Muscle Mommy

summary:Abby notices the contact name you picked just for her.

wrd count:1,968

a/n:bottom top abby👀

You and Abby had been childhood friends since you could remember. She was like a best friend to you,but truth be told you had a major crush on her. Only your shared friend Ellie knew,keeping it a secret the best she could just like you did when she told you she liked Dina.

It was a regular day for the three of you,going to a local park that you had found. Ever since this place you all called home got infected and finally fixed,things felt peaceful for once. Ellie had left Dina to herself,bringing the baby along with you two so Dina could relax. “Hi JJ” you spoke excitedly,taking the baby out of Ellie’s arms holding him close to you. You treated that baby like he was your own at times when they needed a break from everything,it became a true tradition. Abby smiled softly at your mothering nature,she loved that about you. You cared for everyone and every living thing. Through everything you two went through together that never changed about you.

Once her and Ellie had finally settled their differences,they were brought closer through you. Both of them grew up with you and didn’t want any tension. You quickly turned your attention to a giggly squealing Ellie,who was currently being tickled to death by Abby. “J-Jesus Abby!” Ellie spoke through small giggles,making JJ start giggling as well. You smiled at this and laughed at the two,seeing them bond made your soul happy. Abby eventually let Ellie go,carefully taking JJ from your hands. Abby had MAJORRRR baby fever,so when she got close enough to Ellie and Dina to the point were they let her hold JJ she was extremely happy. You glanced over at Ellie who giggled softly,slyly pushing you closer to Abby who seemed to not notice. You found yourself staring at her muscles,like usual. Her tight black shirt did not help the fact that they were practically screaming to be let free from her shirt. Ellie caught onto your staring and cleared her throat,”Sooo,(your name) how is everything with your boyfriend?” she spoke. Right..your boyfriend. Truth be told things between you two were getting rough and you couldn’t stand being with him,you wanted Abby. But Abby’s sexuality was..confusing. You,Ellie,and Dina couldn’t tell if she was straight or a full on lesbian. She looked the part but she was with owen..was. You never questioned why they broke up,Ellie did though. She was too curious not to ask like she’s always been. Turns out she wasn’t into Owen as much as she thought she was,plus he cheated.

“Things are..ok I guess” you spoke after thinking about how the fuck you were gonna respond to that question. Abby could tell something was wrong and looked at you,confused and concerned. “What do you mean you guess? Is he cheating?” Abby asked,carefully watching your facial expressions. “Yeah..but don’t worry Abs,I can handle everything on my own I promise” you spoke reassuring her,you knew how crazy and overprotective she was over you. You were the closet person she had and she wouldn’t dare let someone hurt you.

Ellie checked her phone,seeing it was a message in the groupchat you four(Dina included) had made. Naturally you checked your phone as it went off,forgetting how close Abby was to your side. It was a message from Dina,asking if any of you three needed something since she was on the way to pick up JJ. Abby glanced over at your phone unintentionally and was caught completely off guard. Due to the conversation you four had last night showing up,Abby saw her contact name..“Muscle Mommy👀”. She truly didn’t know how to react and chose to ignore it,feeding JJ some of the baby puffs.

Dina eventually showed up with water and a bottle of beer in hand for Ellie,the water being for you and Abby. “Thanks honey” Ellie spoke smiling as she took the beer,giving JJ a small kiss on his forehead as Dina took him. Abby saw you struggling a little to get your water open,taking it from your hand. Purposely she flexed her muscles a tad when opening your water,your eyes quickly flickering to her arms. “Here you go cupcake” she handed you the water smiling innocently,watching you slightly blush. Ellie seem to slightly catch on and chuckled to herself,downing some of the beer. “Jeez Ells,whose taking you home after that?” “Oh shut it Abby,you know you’re taking me home.” Ellie spat at her,rolling her eyes. You giggled and drank some of you water,glancing down at Abby’s arm once again. You three sat there on the swing set talking and just blabbering about whatever came to mind for the next hour,taking time to catch up on everything.

Time passed quickly and soon enough you three were all in Abby’s car,passing a joint between the three of you as she drove to drop Ellie back off at home. Abby was always careful when it came to smoking while driving,she valued you and Ellie too much not to. Eventually y’all had arrived to Ellie and Dina’s shared home,Ellie stumbling out of the car making you and Abby laugh. Dina signed a thank you to Abby which she signed you’re welcome back. You always wondered when the two of them had time to learn sign language but never questioned it. As soon as Ellie left,the tension rose between you two.

“Muscle mommy huh?” she broke the silence with a question,watching your face through the mirror. She smiled watching you slowly realize what she was talking about,blush creeping to your cheeks ears turning red. You were already high,so was she. Abby suddenly pulled over into a secluded empty parking lot,crawling into the backseat with you. She suddenly pulled you onto her lap,grabbing your chin so you wouldn’t look away. “Abby..” you whined,shifting around on her lap feeling something poking your already wet throbbing cunt. “I’ll give you everything you want..if you answer this one question.”she spoke,looking into your eyes. She wanted this just as much as you did,no matter what she did to escape these feelings it never worked. “Do you have feelings for me?” she asked,watching your face closely. You nodded but that wasn’t enough for her,she wanted to hear your voice. She wanted you to say how much you really loved her. “Words sweetheart” she spoke softly,sliding her muscled arm around your waist. “Fuck..I do Abby,I always have just- please..” you pouted,wanting her to touch you more.

Abby smiled and decided to finally give in,pulling you into a lustful kiss. She moaned softly,enjoying the taste of your lips on hers. She reached for your zipper,pulling away from the kiss and looking at you for a sign of consent. You nodded,giving her the green light to continue so she did. She unzipped your jeans,letting you slip off her lap to pull them completely off while she slipped her sweatpants off. Your eyes were immediately drawn to her strap poking through her boxers. She pulled you back onto her lap,making you let a soft whimper slip from your lips at the sudden feeling of her strap pressed against you. She loved the sound of you whimpering against her,leaning forward trailing soft kisses along your neck. You gently ran a finger under the waistband of her boxers,sending a shiver down her spine. You mentally cursed feeling her happy trail along your finger,continuing to run your finger against her sensitive waist. “Fuck it.” she whispered lifting you up and sliding her boxers down,switching her position so she was laying on the seat. You immediately got the hint and crawled between her legs,taking the tip of the strap in your mouth. She slightly whimpered,watching you take the whole thing in your mouth without choking once. She was slightly surprised,I mean the strap was 8 ½ inches and she didn’t expect you to handle the whole thing down your throat like this.

She left a moan slip,watching you bop your head up and down on her cock feeling it pressing against her throbbing clit. You looked up instantly,smiling mentally at this and continued making sure she felt it. Abby was damn near a whiny mess the entire time and you absolutely loved it. She suddenly tugged your hair pulling you off of her strap making you whine but nonetheless you knew what was coming next. You crawled onto her lap,lowering yourself slowly onto her strap letting out the sluttiest moan. She watched you carefully,loving the sight in front of her. She felt so damn grateful and lucky to be able to see you like this,she felt like she was the chosen one. Letting yourself adjust for a moment to the feeling,you slowly began bouncing. You were only doing this to hear Abby start whining again to which she did. “f-fuck..just like that- please..” she started whining almost instantly. “Please what Abs? Use your words honey” you cooed softly,stroking her face as you sped up your bouncing. Abby couldn’t even speak,the feeling of her clit being stimulated everytime you slammed your ass onto the base of her strap making the harness rub and slam onto her clit made her unable to think of any words to say. You smiled at the sight,her mouth gaped open letting out the most pathetic whines sweat forming on her forehead making her soft blonde hair stick to her. It was beauty to witness this and to believe it was all for you,you couldn’t believe it. Your eyes trailed to her nipples poking through the tight shirt she wore,taking note that she didn’t have a bra on. Perfect. You reached down gently toying with her nipples,making her completely lose it. “m’want..want you to-“ she tried speaking,giving up and letting the intense pleasure she was feeling take over her. You could only mentally chuckle to yourself,for a person as touch as she is she was such a slut when pleased just right.

Abby’s eyes shot wide open feeling you change from bouncing to grinding,her clit feeling every single movement. You threw your head back moaning,still playing with her nipples,pinching twisting and pulling her sensitive buds. “m’want you to c-cum on my cock..please” she whimpered out through her moans and whines,bucking her hips up into you. You were on the verge and desperately needed this,resting your knees next to the sides of her thighs. “Want it that bad hm pretty girl?” you teased,rocking your hips slowly. She could only nod,feeling herself on the brink of an orgasm. You finally let go,letting out the loudest moan heard to mankind. Abby valued the sight of looking at you,her own orgasm clouding her mind quickly though making her mind go blank. She laid there for a second,chest rapidly rising and falling seeming as if she couldn’t even catch her breath.

Slowly you got off of her,damn near falling over. Gently scooping her into your arms pressing her head against your chest to calm her. She listened to your heartbeat,slowly being able to catch her breath. You looked down at her,completely in love,she looked so fucking pretty when she’s like this. “Abs..I love you” you whispered out softly,pressing soft kisses to her forehead.

“I love you too sweetheart..”

[notsopleasant2]

More Headcannons!!!

Dina always breaks/looses her phone, before dating Mortimer she had to only use the house phone, which annoyed Nina because she couldn't call anyone because Dina was on the line

When Brandi was a teenager she got into a lot of trouble, worse then Dustin by a longshot. The reason why she's snapping at him for things like petty crimes or sneaking out (which is considered tame then the things she did) is because she's scared that one little petty crime, one time sneaking out with his girlfriend or one night partying, will be a gateway to a much darker path and he'll most likely end up like her

Jennifer still loves sports, she's a football super fan (or soccer) and always gets tickets for her family, however she felt like her mother made her choose between sports or fashion, in which Jen took the role that would make her mother happier. But now Jen still enjoys sports, she feels like she has to keep it hidden from others

Lilith wants to either be a social worker or a lawyer (basically a emo legally blonde)

Dina's had a nose job, she is actually deeply insecure about her appearance but uses confidence to cover it up

Nina is very spiritual, she cleanses her and Dina's condo every morning

Nina, unlike most romance sims, she dosent have a craving or a need for love, she just wants f*ck buddies with no strings attached, she's just a gal who wants to do what she wants in life and focus on herself

[harmonyckrs]

Day 6 in Twisted Pleasantview: Some Extra Secrets They've Been Hiding

THE PREVIOUS DAY

NAME: VIDCUND CURIOUS

LIFE STATGE: Adult

STATUS: ALIVE, FUNCTIONAL ?????

SPECIAL NOTES: Found Dina's twins in the forest that held her body, and has taken it upon himself to raise them. With the two children already in his house, there's a lot on his and his brother's plates.

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Dear Diary,

Today I dropped by the house of the town harlot, which I found by spying on him when he was yelling at the Specters last night and following him back home. He kept turning around a lot as if he could hear me, but I don't think he spotted me so it's all good. Dirk insisted on coming with me, just in case he tried to do anything.

I was greeted by this blonde guy, and as much as I tried to make light conversation with him in hopes of convincing him to let me talk to the town harlot he declined. Due to this I decided to just linger near the graves of their parents for a couple of hours before the guy himself pulled up from work.

It took very little convincing to convince the town harlot to agree to the interview, but he still seemed wary. When I confronted him about it, he apologized and said that he didn't want to risk getting slandered again. I reassured him that I would not, and then he finally let me ask him questions.

Also, I learned his name! It's Pascal. I can finally call him something other than the town harlot!

I decided to start the interview by asking him some questions about his past in order to ease him into giving me info on the allegations. He used to be a scientist back in Strangetown before it got overtaken by Dr. Vu, and his youngest brother, Lazlo, supposedly died in a fire but the body was never found. Pascal said that he thinks Lazlo might still be alive, but that he and his other brother (the blonde guy) had no luck in finding him. Pascal also mentioned some stuff about his job as a nurse, but mentioned that he plans to quit because of Don harassing him.

This gave me the perfect opportunity to ask him about the "town harlot" allegations, and let's just say that choosing him was a great idea! Don apparently hit on HIM after Orpheus ghosted him, and then spread a rumor that Pascal tried to seduce him when he said no. And this was while Don was engaged to Cassandra, too! And then when I asked him about him supposedly trying to seduce Dad, he said he had no idea who Dad even was!

SECRETS UNLOCKED:

Orpheus ghosted his fiance of five years, Pascal, while he was seven months pregnant with their kid, because his mother, Olive Specter, did not approve of him.

Don claimed that Pascal hit on him after Pascal rejected his advances at work.

Daniel lied about Pascal hitting on him as well after Don made his initial claim, even though the two of them never met.

Mortimer got Pascal and Vidcund blacklisted from the science industry, while Mary Sue has been spreading the rumors that Don and Daniel helped build.

Once I got all the juicy details, Pascal told me that his brother was now working as a journalist and that in exchange for his interview, that I would have to let him interview me. When I asked why, he said it was because I was a Pleasant. Unsure what that's for but maybe he wants info on the life of the daughter of a failed politician or soccer coach who peaked in high school. Beats me. He said we could do it over the phone so that it would be easier to record, so I just thanked him and went home

Once I got home, Mom confronted me about going to the house of the "town harlot," so I confronted her about Cassandra. Apparently Dad overheard and he got super mad, and now they hate each other. Oopsy daisies. Angela's going to be so mad once she gets back from her date with Dustin, and Dirk seemed genuinely shocked about what he heard. I imagine he's going to tell Mr. Dreamer later and I look forward to seeing what shitshow comes out of that

Really need to figure out who tf snitched on me, though. Angela's out with Dustin and Dirk went home right after. Guessing it could've been the Specters or Alexander, considering he was playing in the yard with Mortimer when I passed by them. Either way, I've got to be more careful.

THE NEXT DAY

[dollysgf]

So um I'm trying to make lore for Ang'el (my OC) and possibly some of Dina's (my gf's OC) too haha so I made one chapter (warning: cliffhanger ahead)

This chapter is made with horrible English so pls don't attack me >n<

ok happy reading folks

"Angel! Go clean the dishes then help you brother with his upcoming Vlozert exam!" Mother shouted from her bedroom before slamming the door.

Ang'el had just woken up from her twenty-four hour sleep. The only reason she had slept for so long was because she had been busy with her vice president angel duties at her so-called 'job', the Angel Community, in a floating country in the sky– Heaven. You may think, 'Wow, a Vice-president angel? How lucky?' Wrong. You have to work SUPER long hours, and Ang'el is really tired of always being the nice girl. This year, she is fifteen years old. It is well known that human teenagers rebel a lot, but there has never been a time in Heaven where an actual angel had rebelled against the community.

"Sissy, please help me!!" Aris, Ang'el's little brother, pleaded as he pouted.

"Okay, fine. But help me wash the dishes." Ang'el groaned.

After they finished washing the dishes, Ang'el assisted Aris in revising for his Vlozert assessment. There isn't much to say here, really.

After they completed rectifying for the examination, Ang'el was called by her accomplice, Lysia, who is also formally known as the president of the Angel Community.

"Ang'el, have you heard?"

"Heard what?"

"Duh, the Angelic Leaders? They're sending out a few Angels to Hell tomorrow. Do you even read the news?"

"No. But, the Devil is okay with this?"

"Yeah. Odd, isn't it?"

"Sure is. Thanks for the information, gal." the gossiped on.

Ang'el was in doubt. This was close to impossible, since Heaven and Hell had never been on good terms. Then, she got a message on her Angel Mobile* by the Angelic Leaders that she had been chosen as a candidate to go to Hell. Wow, how great!

*the Angel Mobile is a Mobile Phone but in Heaven.

A day later, as Ang'el got ready her personal belongings to go to Hell, her older brother, Linson, patted her on her shoulder.

"Hey. Don't be so tense. I know Hell sounds like a horrible place, but it won't be so bad. Trust me. I've been there before. Well, just don't be so stressed out, okay? I worry for you." Linson advised Ang'el, with a worried look.

"Hah, you're the one who looks tense." Ang'el teased.

"W-What? No I don't!!! I'm just worried, that's all!!" Linson stuttered.

Ang'el giggled as she walked away. Linson watched her walk away, worried as usual.

Ang'el and some other angels were in line to the portal of Hell. Ang'el wasn't too happy, but she wasn't too sad either. Then, one of the Angelic Leaders put a spell on her. She walked into the portal, but her vision started to blank out.

The next thing you know, she was already in Hell. It wasn't what she thought how it would look, though. It was more... Peaceful and deserted.

Chapter 1 completed.

Yeah um so yeah ill be posting more chapters so yeah um yeah

bye folks stay healthy nd stay positive mwa mwa love you all

[sidehugsnsideblogs]

FCSU #95 Moving On

“Becca-Dawn,” drawled Vangie one morning over breakfast “I was thinking. Why don’t we go shopping today? And maybe a haircut?” Taken aback Becca stammered out a response. This was a big step for Evangeline. The two headed into town, jogging along the path. Becca-Dawn didn’t own a car and, as a trainer, never missed an opportunity to exercise. 

In the store Vangie struggled to put together outfits. It seemed like all the shirts were croptops, why don’t townies want to cover their stomachs? She decided that she wanted to keep pretty modest, but she was excited to try pants! Becca tried to help but a lot of her choices were too masculine for Evangeline’s tastes. In the end they had to call Penny and have her give advice over facetime.  Penny was dead on with her outfit choices. 

The next stop was the hair stylist. Vangie had cut bangs into her hair once as a child after teasing from Nina and Dina, but she’d never had a proper haircut. Her thick, dark brown hair hung far down her back when it wasn’t piled on her head and smothered in hairspray. Either way, it felt heavy on her neck and skull, causing headaches. The stylist was kind, going slow and checking with her client as he trimmed the length. Finally Vangie ended up with a cute style that ended just below her shoulders. She starting experimenting with different braids and learned to craft voluminous ponytails. 

Vangie loved all the outfits she bought! She modeled all her different looks for Becca-Dawn later that day. Each ensemble made Vangie feel beautiful and confident, and they were a mix of her favourite colours! It had been so long since there was some colour in her life.

Across town Farrah was grappling with similar thoughts. She had accepted she’d have to integrate with townie life but wanted to maintain the modesty of her faith, both old and new. She’d read all the books Jonah had given her and was now trying to make her way through the King James version of the Bible. She’d also been talking to Jonah almost every night. It sounded like he missed her. They decided to enter a long-distance courtship arrangement. This was good for Farrah, who still had to wrap her head around the concept of choosing a partner for herself.

They’d agreed that Farrah would stay with her sister until her kids were safely in her custody and emotionally stable. Then they would all move to Henford and hopefully the courtship would continue in person. AJ was surprised her sister was moving on so fast but offered support. Farrah was an adult after all, and AJ’s job was to love her family even if didn’t understand some of her sister’s choices-in love or fashion.

Likewise, Farrah didn’t understand the fashion in AJ’s family. Anna had finally aged up and was very much a teenager. She wore short, tight skirts, makeup and shirts that were down-right sluttish! She couldn’t understand why her mother would let her out of the house like that. That being said, sometimes the outfits worn by AJ raised her eyebrows too. AJ, for her part, didn’t much care what her children wore as long as they were doing well in school and kind to each other. She was grateful Farrah hadn’t been staying with them when Autumn lived there, she would have scheduled an exorcism.

Farrah was reading at the apartment when she got a phone call from a police officer, a sickly, malnourished and filthy girl had been left at a hospital in Windenburg who matched the description of one of her daughters. AJ offered to go with, but Farrah wanted to go alone to see her. She thought it'd be easier that way. She borrowed AJ's car to make the journey to Windenburg.

She was led to a small room in the hospital basement where Faith was lying on a bed. Tears welled in Farrah's eyes to see her daughter hooked up to a monitor and an iv. She looked so fragile. "Is she going to be okay?" She asked the nurse. "She's going to be fine. She's just getting some antibiotics for her infection and fluids because she's dehydrated. I'll leave you two alone for a while. Ring the buzzer if you need me." Answered the nurse before bustling down the hall.

Faith awoke about half an hour later. "Mama," She asked, rubbing her eyes, "Is it really you?" "Yes!" Wept Farrah, hugging her daughter. "You're safe now." As she regained her strength, she updated her mother and the detective on the others. "LeRoyce has been driving us all around in a filthy truck for months now. No one will agree to marry him, so he's trying to starve us into submission. I got a cut on my leg, and it got infected from all the filth. He thought I was going to die, so he dumped me here." She told them. Once her statement was taken and she recovered enough to travel, Farrah drove Faith back to Brindleton Bay.

Thankfully Alex had graduated and moved out meaning there was enough room for Faith to stay in the house as well. She set herself up in his old room while Alex pursued his biology degree from Foxbury Institute along with his cousins Ryder and Thomas. The three were planning to live in the dorms together but ended up rushing a rather loud and obnoxious fraternity and moving into the house, much to Teresa and AJ’s chagrin. 

[hachketshup]

My the sims 4 journal.

I'll create a sim who is very mean and causes flirty interactions embarrassing on purpose, ill also make them fat so i can know how much time does it take them to get slim. Ivan Coy is the sim I'm referring to, he is a young adult sim, his hair is styled in a low man bun hairstyle and packs a before puberty mustache.

His house looks like a squared yellow donut.

Day 1:

The first thing I make him do is to go dig a rock where he extracted a treasure map, then a woman named Kimber knocks on the door of his house and then walks off because Ivan didn't answer her in time. Before she left, Ivan went to talked to her and complimented her hair and joked around.

My attempt to make him embarrass her failed miserably, next time I'll start on the wrong foot.

Summer Holiday shows up and asks Ivan to go shaking sheets with her in the park, Ivan finds her hideous, he proceeds to embarrass her with flirting until she gets flirty so he can argue with her. Ivan insulted her and left.

Day 2:

Ivan paints something and hangs them paintings on the wall. Summer calls him but he doesn't answer in time, but he instead video called her for some reason.

Ivan works out for a bit, he is still as fat as he was. Ivan goes outside and introduces himself rudely to Mortimer Goth, but his mean introduction is interrupted by Mortimer talking about horoscope, and how it told him that he will be having a good time soon, then Mortimer asked him if Ivan wants to be that person he is gonna have a good time with. Ivan responds with an annoyed expression "the stars are not aligned today", and that he will tell his disappeared wife that he is cheating on her.

It's 3 a.m now in the game, this is just when Ivan is gonna spam call Kimber. Ivan keeps destroying his friendship with Kimber by spam calling her until 7a.m which that's when she answers the calls.

Day 3:

Ivan hates gardening, so let's make him do that. He gets tense while gardening, I wonder if it's possible to make him like gardening.

Day 4:

Summer calls him to ask if she should get to know Bella Goth, he could have said he doesn't care but that's not an option so he said sure. After that he goes back to sleep.

When Ivan wakes up he walks to his computer to find a job, and starts a criminal career. He works out again, i think he is a bit less fat rn. Ivan visits the Calientes, and it's no surprise that Don is cheating on Nina with her mother, so Ivan went there to insult all of them except Dina.

Ivan decided to stay at their house how long he wants, at first he dislikes Nina, because for him she is extremely ugly. But that doesn't stop him from trying to get her annoyed. Nina turns on the TV and a explicit scene is playing, Nina liked it and Ivan noticed that, and he turned off the TV on purpose, she didn't get mad, instead she went to play with clay with Nina.

It didn't pass much time until Katrina tried to flirt with Ivan, he chose to play hard to get just to drive her crazy. She wanted a piece of that clay for sure.

Day 5:

Finally, Ivan let's Katrina have some clay, and the next thing he does is to go kick the garbage can to piss off the Calientes. Katrina can't get enough of that clay so she asks Ivan to play with the clay again with her, then Don comes and joins the fun.

When they were done, Ivan wrote a book for children, titled 'Clay is not only for kids'.

Ivan stays there writing until his work shift starts.

Day 6:

Kimber hates Ivan since he kept spamming calls to her phone, so Ivan will do that again. New work out day.

Day 7:

More work out for him, he still looks like a pregnant lady. He got promoted, painted something and learned some mischief. He went to the park to play some chess for a while.

[chronicallylatetotheparty]

Perfect Paradise Ch.16: Can We Work it Out? Can We Be a Family?

Summary: A dream fulfilled.

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A sigh left Marinette as she leaned back, the last outfit of the main line passing inspection. Her team was experienced and capable. She should really trust them more but Marinette preferred to double check. Needed to double check. To make sure anything that could conceivably go wrong wouldn't.

She took a breath.

Marinette had gotten a better handle on her anxiety as she got older. But the whole divorce really drained her. So here she was triple checking dresses that didn't need it.

Turning her catastrophizing into an asset was a skill that served Marinette well as Ladybug.

Like with the akuma victim earlier that day. Ladybug always had a backup plan... Except, it was Viperion's plan. Viperion's successful plan.

For years Marinette told herself that was different! Viperion didn't just see the future he experienced it. Several versions of it. Luka had more information than her that's why she let him take point sometimes. That was all.

...

Marinette's eyes ran along the contours of the dress. Black, sleek, with lines of green accentuating it's form.

"Ma'am?" Marinette's assistant spoke up. "If that's done we still have the-"

"Actually... I think we're done for the day. I'll leave it in the team's capable hands." Marinette stood and began heading for the door.

Her assistant stared for a second before hurrying to catch up. "Oh-kay? Um, the models are ready for practice runs."

"Tell their supervisor to contact me if there are any problems."

"... Jen and Dina are fighting again."

"I will fire them if they can't act like adults."

Marinette saw the surprise flicker across her assistant's face. "What? I mean, I am the boss. I can delegate."

Apparently it was a day for uncharacteristic boldness because her assistant replied: "Yes, we know that ma'am but we were wondering if you did."

Marinette's eyes narrowed. "Who's this 'we'?"

"... No one!"

"Uh-huh." Marinette smirked.

After almost twenty years her employees were painfully aware of Marinette's micromanaging habits. They were saints about it but more permanent progress on Marinette's part was overdue.

They passed the traditionally inspired lines of clothing. Accepting that Marinette wasn't as up to date on Chinese fashion as she hoped had been a bitter pill to swallow. But she had quickly rectified that. Hiring talented designers from her mother's country and powering through the embarrassment of the foux pas.

Her assistant stopped walking as a notification pinged her tablet.

"C'mon, we'll finally have you home at a decent hour," Marinette teased, walking towards the front doors of her building.

"Ma'am!" Her assistant held out her tablet. It was the gossip section of the evening news. A muted video of Nino sprinting into a cab to escape the paparazzi played. With the headline: "Adrien Dupain-Cheng's New Husband Refuses to Deny Cheating Allegations".

Marinette felt her jaw drop as she stared at it... What the fuck? She turned her head back to the exit. Now that she was looking there were at least two news vans visible past the glass doors. Probably more.

"Fuck that." Marinette marched to the elevator. "Call the hovercar."

Her assistant's fingers blurred over the tablet as she sent instructions. "But you said that was only for-"

"This definitely counts!" Marinette hit the button for the roof. Pulling out her phone and holding it to her ear.

There was a click as her best friend answered.

"Alya!"

"I'm guessing you saw," Alya replied distractedly. Voices and movement audible on the other side.

"Did you know they-"

"Nino mentioned it. Fucking gossip channels are eating into our viewership! I'm gonna need interviews from Adrien and Nino to get ahead of this bullshit... God I hate that."

"You didn't tell me?"

"Marinette, girl, I love you. But it wasn't really my place to say. Was it?"

"... I guess not."

Alya seemed to pause what she was doing. "Where are you?"

The elevator dinged open just as the hovercar pilot was starting the engine.

"On my way home."

(Continued on AO3)

[heartcomms]

days over a minute (II)

pairing: abby anderson x reader

a/n: part II !! i always feel obliged to apologise for my posts being long. i’m trying so hard to not rush anything so i ask again everyone please BARE WITH ME 🙏.

warnings: talks of addiction, swearing, talks of anxiety, display of anxiety.

you were barely awake when you heard the facetime ringtone coming from your phone. ellie had made a habit of calling you at odd hours due to the time zone differences, but you didn't mind. it was about 7 am for you and about 11 am for ellie. she called you to talk about the new video that the club's media team had posted. that day was abigail's first training session with the team since she came back to the team. you vividly remember trying not to scoff when everyone clapped for her as she stepped foot on the grass.

you couldn't believe it. you couldn't believe that she had the opportunity to return to work as if she deserved a reward after violently assaulting her girlfriend.

you did try to understand her at first, you had many conversations with vladlena, who you became more comfortable with, abigail’s parents split when she was very young so she mostly had her dad around during her childhood, however they fell out when she came out to him at 16, which is when she moved to england to join waltfield’s academy. they stopped sending each other updates after the third year she moved to england, but last year, she received a handwritten by her mother, announcing that her father was diagnosed with liver cancer.

and then abigail got laid off for 3 weeks due to her poor performances on the pitch, and later that year, abigail didn’t get a national team call up for the first time in 6 years. that made her hit rock bottom. and prescription after prescription, she just spiraled. you almost humorously scoffed at the sob story.

the day abigail came back, you made sure she knew that you didn’t want anything to do with her. you almost ran to the opposite direction every time she was near you or walking in your direction, when you had to make teams for the mock match you gripped bruna’s arms so she could lead you to the other team. at the end of the session, you barely listened to your head coach’s speech. you quickly hit the showers and left the training center.

you couldn’t say anything to ellie. you respected vladlena too much to go around to tell a story that’s not yours to tell. whenever abigail got brought up in conversation you’d just frown and change the subject, just like today.

“are you doing anything tonight, it’s match day, today.” you asked ellie, expecting her to stop talking about your infamous teammate.

ellie’s brows drew together and she hummed. you chewed on the inside of your cheek as you waited for her answer.

“i don’t know. i think dina wanted to go somewhere.” she almost whispered. like she knew you’d be a little offended.

things weren’t as comfortable between you and ellie since you went pro, you didn’t want to bring it up but you felt how tense she got sometimes, maybe it was the distance, you missed her too so you didn’t dig deeper.

“oh, great”, you paused, not sure what to say. “cool. that’s really great.” you said with a quick smile. you didn’t want to argue. like at all.

“yeah”, she smiled “i have to go though, text me before your match starts so i can watch it, okay?” you nodded and ended the call. you were a bit sad about ellie acting so casual about your first match with the team but decided to not think too much about it and got ready for the day.

you did some stretching exercises and then got up to make some breakfast. while eating you checked your phone and checked the club’s groupchat. you rolled your eyes at the thread of message sent by vladlena,

lena

🎉 first day back in the league 🎉

it’s game day team! we’re finally back, let’s give our best on the pitch today.

& let’s also give abby, y/n, sofia and bruna and the warmest welcome at widow park today.

let’s go walters ! 🤍

+44 7911 7890

thanks lena. let’s give our best today guys.

abigail’s number was the only one you didn’t save. for petty reasons. you liked lena’s message and left your phone to charge on the kitchen table. you cleaned up after yourself and left the room to take a shower, got dressed and texted lewis so he could come pick you up.

when you got to the stadium, you joined the team into the locker room. you greeted everyone with a wave and went to sit in your cubby. you were changing when you saw abigail get next you. she smiled at you and sat in the empty cubby next to yours. you didn’t smile but you looked back at her, waiting for her to speak.

“hey, um. i don’t know if lena told you,” you tried to not physically reacted at the fact that she was comfortable talking about vladlena with you. you were tempted to laugh at her entire demeanor. she carried herself was completely different from the last time you saw her. she fidgeted with her hands and slowly rocked in place. like a kid that had done something wrong and came to confessed to a parent.

“there’s a pre-match interview and uh, would you. do you think, you could do the interview with me ? it’s also your first match at home and lena said it would be great if, me, i mean. i’m the leader of team and it’s also my first match in a long time so, i, uh. yeah.”

“okay.” you said in an undertone.

“okay?” she asked again.

“yeah, sure.” you replied.

“okay, great. i’ll text lena to let her know you’re on board.” she smiled

you nodded at her back and continued to change, you pulled your hoodie over your head and put it in your bag and reached for your jersey. abigail was still there next to you. you looked back at her and saw her eyes dart between your chest and your face. you looked at your chest and saw that you were only wearing a bra. she was checking you out. abigail anderson just fucking checked you out. you would’ve jim’ed the camera if you were in the fucking office but this is real life. what the fuck. you could not dream of entertaining her any further so you crossed your arms and loudly asked,

“did you need anything else?” she looked up at you with wide eyes and got up. she was suddenly so close to you, you felt attacked by the way she towered over you.

“uh, sorry. i’m sorry. no. nothing else. thank you. thank you for doing this with me.” she muttered. you turned around and put on your jersey and threw her a tight lipped smile. you sat in your cubby to put on your socks and watched her walk to her own cubby, that was almost in front of yours, you watched her start her pre-match routine, how she sometimes chimed into the general chatter of the locker room. as you watched her, you couldn't help but feel discomfort. the same mouth that was laughing with teammates, who you now cared about, was the same one that cursed at vladlena and called her degrading names. the same hands that hugged people you now called friends, were the same ones that choked your other friend for pills. it was hard to think of anything else.

as you finished getting dressed, vladlena texted both you and abigail to come to the media room to get ready for the interview.

the excitement of the upcoming match started to build within you, you almost bolted out of the locker room, not waiting for abigail. when you reached the media room, you met lena at the door. you greeted her with a big smiled that she did not reciprocate when she saw abigail walking far behind you. she mouthed ‘be nice’ and waited for abigail to start prepping the both of you for the interview. she went over the questions you could possibly get, how you should sit, where you should look. she did the same with your teammate but less details, because obviously, she was already used to all of this. vladlena then guided you both into the media room where your team’s coach, was already sat, answering questions. lena waved at the coach from the back of the room and pointed at the two of you. he nodded back and finished his answer,

“but enough of that, you now get to speak with the real geniuses, abby anderson and y/n y/ln.” the entire room clapped. you both walked to the table and sat down. lena stayed next to the table pointed at a reporter so he could ask questions.

“hello, this is katie lauren from OORTE England, question for abby anderson please. abby, well first, welcome back. we’ve already asked your coach, mr moore, about your fitness, but i want to ask you personally, how you feel at the moment, are you okay? how ready are you? are you playing today?” the reporter sat back down. abby looked at the coach and then vladlena before answering, they both nodded, so she brought the mic up and answered,

“hi! thank you for your question, katie. my answer is going to be similar to the first one you got, yes i will play and i am very eager and ready to go back on the pitch, i’ve been back in training for almost a month now and yeah.” she smiled. “i’m ready.”

vladlena smiled at abby before pointing to another reporter.

“hello, marc lyes from le jt, question for y/n.” the man said in french.

“wait.” vladlena interrupted and point her ear to you and abigail meaning that you had to wear your eardbud in order to get a translation. but you knew french.

“i can understand, go on.” you looked at the man. he smiled at you, surprised.

“you speak french, that’s great.” he said in english. you weren’t fully fluent but you could hold a simple conversation. before waltfield, a french club had shown interest in you, so you dug up some of your old high school french notebooks.

“y/n, i would love to talk about your position, in your old team, you often played as a midfielder, but today, we can see your in a different position, center back. what do you think of your new position ?” he sat back down. you looked vladlena who gave an encouraging smile and spoke,

"it is not my favorite position but helping the team is what's most important." you and the reporter both laughed at the way you struggle to find the french word for 'team'.

“but um, i am very ready to help the team and bailey, jenni, leah, carolina and jelena who play midfield are amazing players so i think we're safe." you said in french. "i also hope my accent wasn’t too strong, i probably butchered some words, i’m sorry.” you announced. the reporter sat back on his sat and the mic had been passed to another reporter so he just gave you a nod and a thumbs up.

abigail spoke to you but directly into the the mic,

“you need to tutor me.” laughs erupted in the room, you hesitantly laugh, not getting where the joke was. lena pointed at another reporter,

“hello, elisha farr from the host, question for abby, last season, there has been some tension with you and the coaching staff of the team, mr moore who is your club’s coach but also the national usa women’s team was claimed responsible for your temporary layoff, did you both hear each other out, how are things between you and the coach.” bruna and vladlena warned you about the abigail and owen moore, your coach, situation. basically he was the one who found out her drug problem. he didn’t help her, he didn’t try to, he just laid abigail off for a few games and waited for her to get over it. and then he said some things about her is the media when he was asked why she didn’t get the call up at world cup. they’ve been butting heads since then.

“things are better, i would say. owen has his own views and i have mine, there are things we could’ve handled different and yeah there were obviously a lot of things said by the media and people having opinions which is absolutely fine, we hashed things out and i am still very grateful to get to learn from one of our nation’s best.” she didn’t directly look at you, but her head was turned in a way she still kind of see you. she had that unreadable look on her face, she looked somewhat sad but also annoyed.

the room was bathed in the soft glow of white ceiling panels, casting a gentle light on abigail's head. her hair cascaded down, revealing strands that were lighter than the rest, suggesting a recent dye job. the glint of two small earrings caught your attention, a detail you had never noticed before. in your limited interactions, you had only seen her in sports attire with her hair tied up, no jewelry. as she casually brushed her hair behind her ear, your gaze shifted to the delicate, shiny gold watch adorning her left wrist.

it all came to you: the lights, the voices, the noises.

you felt out of place as the world around you turned into a blur of voices and noise.

you were in over your head. this wasn't where you belonged. You weren't ready. you didn't have enough training.

the stress of the upcoming game, the high hopes from your teammates, and suddenly being in the spotlight with this interview... the room felt suffocating.

somehow, abigail sensed that you weren't present anymore and signaled to vladlena that she needed to end the conference. abigail got up as vladlena announced that both of you had to get ready for training, and she guided you out of the room. you didn't have time to thank her; you couldn't. you rushed to the bathroom, desperately seeking relief. your mind went blank as the words rolled out of your mouth,

“monday's child is fair of face

tuesday's child is full of grace

wednesday's child is full of woe

thursday's child has far to go

friday's child is loving and giving

saturday's child works hard for his living

and the child that is born on the sabbath day

is bonny and blithe, and good and gay.” you chanted as you paced.

one step for one day, one day for one minute. it’ll pass.

you didn’t stop when someone entered the room; you just couldn’t stop.

“hey. it’s abby.” she watched you as you paced. she stayed in front of the door.

“monday's child is fair of face

tuesday's child is full of grace

wednesday's child-” she got a little bit closer to you.

“i think you’re having an anxiety attack.” she hesitantly stated.

“thursday's child has far to go

friday's child is loving and giving

saturday's child works hard for his living-”

"okay, i’m going to get in front of you," she said, taking a step forward. “and we're going to breathe together." she jumped in front of you, halting your steps, and held both of your hands. you looked into her eyes and stopped chanting.

"great, y/n, now you breathe with me," she said, inhaling in an exaggerated manner and then exhaled. you copied her. it did help a little. you focused on her and tried not to think of anything else that could trigger you back into your compulsive thoughts. you both worked on your breathing until abigail saw your frantic eyes soften,

“i’m going to let go of you, okay?” and she did. she let go of both of hands, took a step back.

“i’m so s-”

“look. i know this is probably the worst time, like ever, to say this but i know you’re never going to talk to me ever again because you fucking hate me, which i understand, cause i’ve been so fucking terrible lately, and, and, and, what i did to lena, what you had to witness, it’s not me.” you were surprised, to say the least. “she told me, yeah.” she paused.

“lena, she’s…she’s too good for me. we talked and we’re okay now. she told me about how you’ve been there for her ever since that day and uh, thank you. thank you doing what i couldn’t do.”

you didn’t know what to say. what was there to say?

“you don’t have to say anything, i’m so sorry. you just,” she ran her hand through her hair and sighed. “you just had a panic attack and i’m fucking venting. sorry.” she turned around to leave but stopped before opening the door, “we’re just going over positions and tactics one last time with owen in the locker room, if you don’t want to come out at all, i’ll cover for you, it’s okay.” she left before you could reply.

abigail's unexpected act of kindness caught you off guard. despite everything, she showed genuine concern for your well-being and even took the time to help you calm down.

you took a deep breath and reach for the door, you stepped out of the bathroom, ready to face whatever awaited you in the locker room,

when you pushed the door, every head turned to look at you but you only abigail’s. she gave you smile, you gave back a small one and sat in your cubby.

there was a white board in the middle of the room and next to was owen giving orders and going over tactics. he decided to try a new formation which consists of 4 defenders, sofia on the left and bruna on the right, and you and abigail in the center. five midfielders, bailey, jenni, leah, carolina and jelena. and one striker, celine. this formation is defensively solid and easy to understand for you and your teammates.

you were playing in a new position, in a formation you had never played in, for a new club, at a new stadium, with a new team. you felt light-headed.

after owen chanted some words of encouragement, the entire team stood up and headed out onto the field.

the whistle blew and all your anxiety disappeared. although you didn't start, you were subbed on in the 87th minute, with the score still at 0-0. celine, your team's striker, got tackled by one of the opposing team's defenders. you didn't fully understand what had happened, but you saw abigail running towards the defender to confront her, and celine on the ground in tears, holding her leg. this led to a huge fight between the two teams. abigail received a yellow card for starting the fight, and the defender who tackled celine received a red card. as a result, your team was given a penalty kick because celine was in the penalty box.

surprisingly, abigail immediately nominated you to take the kick. the team didn't argue, and you ended up taking the kick. everything happened extremely quickly. abigail positioned the ball. you took a few steps back, sprinted towards the ball, and kicked it right into the back of the net.

you just scored your first professional goal. the crowd erupted into cheers as the ball sailed past the goalkeeper and into the back of the net.

as your teammates surrounded you, jumping and shouting in celebration, you couldn't help but feel proud. as you made your way back to your position on the field, a wave of confidence washed over you. you felt strong and ready. when the final whistle blew, you couldn’t help but feel a sense of accomplishment. it was a small win but it was still your first win. after shaking hands with some players from the opposing teams, you returned to the locker room with your team. as soon as you could, you hurriedly reached for your phone to call ellie and share how the game went. the phone rang twice and went to voicemail. your heart slightly sank, but you weren't too disappointed. you tried to rationalize, thinking that maybe she was busy. after all, she did tell you she planned on going out with dina. you put your phone back into your gym bag and joined your team in the their little win celebration.

once the team had settled down, you all cleaned up and said your goodbyes. when you stepped out of the stadium, you encountered lewis, who had come to watch the match. he proposed to give you a ride back home. while in the car, you caught up with one another, he told you about his daughters, they came with him to watch the game, but since he knew that you didn't have any means to go back home, he preferred leaving them with their mom and taking you home. he also congratulated you on your winning goal. you and lewis got over the awkwardness of the first meeting really quick and got comfortable with one another just as quick. it’s been almost a month since you’ve been in england and he has been nothing but a friend to you. he even helped look for and move into your new apartment. on weekends you didn’t train, he’d make sure you weren’t too lonely and such. when you arrived near your apartment building. lewis dropped you off, and you decided to pick up some food from a nearby restaurant. not knowing the area too well, you ordered what sounded best to you and paid for the food. as you walked back to your apartment with the food in hand, you couldn't help but reflect on the events of the day. from the anxiety attack in the bathroom to scoring your first professional goal, it had been a rollercoaster of emotions. as you exited the elevator, you noticed a figure standing in front of your apartment door, you got closer, you recognized the loose dark locks, she turned around and a smile instantly lit up her face when she saw you,

“dina, what are you doing here?” you asked as you approached your apartment door. she pressed her lips together and put on a more serious look.

“can we talk inside?” you simply nodded and unlocked the door, she followed you as you guided her into your apartment. you set the food on your open kitchen’s table and sat with her on the sofa. you looked at her, waiting for her to speak.

“me and ellie are done.”

thanks to everyone who interacted on my first post im soooo grateful <3333

[kamaria-sweet-writes]

Laiken (A Mer-May prompt) part 2

**Laiken**

True to his word Barnabus woke me before the guests started to arrive. While the nap was restful, I could’ve gone for a few more hours easily. “Come on, Sparrow, you need to get ready.” Ugh, I don’t want to be paraded around right now. “There’s a dress and some shoes in your closet that I bought you to wear for tonight. I’ll see you when you come downstairs.” I acknowledged him with a grunt and I rubbed at my eyes willing the tiredness away.

After a few more minutes of procrastinating I finally got out of bed and padded over to the closet to see what dress waited for me. It was in one of those garment bags but it was easy enough to get out of it. Plaid? That was my first thought after seeing the fabric but it wasn’t some normal plaid. I’d never seen these colors used in plaids back home.

I finished pulling the dress out of the bag and laid it on my bed to get a good look at it. Beautiful. I started seeing colors I hadn’t before. Thin lines of teal and charcoal worked through the whole garment. I pet the fabric before going back to retrieve the shoes.

Just a simple black wedge to match with the deep colors in the dress. The laid back nature of the shoes and dress told me the dinner was going to be lax, that I didn’t have much to worry about in the way of impressing people.

*knock knock*

2 sharp raps pulled me out of my thoughts. “Guests are starting to arrive, Muffin.” She huffed “You almost ready?” I didn’t respond choosing to instead get my body into the shower. It was either this or deal with my mothers 20 minute lecture on timeliness. I wasn’t in the mood for the latter.

10 minutes later I walked out of the shower feeling awake and ready to deal with whatever was going to be thrown at me. It might’ve also been because I spent the whole 10 minutes muttering to myself about how I was worth it and I needed to show the world how amazing I am. Another of Dr. Z’s tools to get me through anything and I’m ridiculously thankful for it now. Back when I learned it though, not so much.

I slid on my panties and latched my bra before turning around to grab the dress. Catching sight of myself in the mirror I cringed a bit before standing tall in remembrance of everything I’ve been through. My body isn’t tight nor unblemished. It’s littered with scars and stretch marks that tell a story all on their own.

Tearing my attention from the mirror I settled back into the task at hand. ‘Let’s get dressed and meet all the people that came to see you, Laik. They’re your family, no need to be afraid.’ I gave myself a bit of a silent pep talk before padding over to the bed where the dress still lay. Again, I found new details about the plaid that made it seem even more unique, more beautiful.

The dress fit like a dream accentuating my shape by highlighting my best assets and downplaying what I deemed my problem areas. Before, I’d never buy something like this for myself out of fear that I wouldn’t do it justice. But, looking at myself in this moment I’d love to have ten dresses just like it.

Still high on the feelings of giddiness I made my way out of the room and down the stairs. Chit chat could be heard as I approached what I was sure would be the kitchen but stopped the moment I walked through the door.

All eyes were on me and my heart was pounding behind my ribs. They’re staring. Why are they staring? Do I have something on my face? Did I put the dress on wrong? Do I look like someone’s stay puffed marshmallow girl?

All of those thoughts melted away when I heard his voice. “Forget what I just said. I accept.” His voice was like soft suede. It slid against my skin and wrapped around me making me want to sigh in contentment.

I searched the room for the source of that voice and was rewarded with the sight of a ridiculously gorgeous man standing next to Barnabus. I studied him starting at his boots up to his mismatched eyes that seemed to be boring into my own. I found myself unable to look away as he stood there all vast and commanding like that.

“Whatcha lookin’ at, Muffin?” I jumped, not ready for her to sneak up on me like that. She chuckled before grasping my hand and guiding me toward a group of women that she favored “I see you’ve noticed Taine.” She whispered as we approached the group of waiting women “He’s a catch and a good man if you’re wanting to know.” I didn’t miss the lilt in her voice as she spoke to me.

We came to a stop in front of the women we’d aimed for. I stood there awkwardly twisting the fabric of my dress in my hands. No one spoke for a moment until my mother introduced me. “This is my Laiken.” Her pride surged through her words. “Laiken, these are your aunts: Dina, Dedra and Darcy. They’ve been waiting on pins and needles for the chance to know you.”

I looked at their faces noticing how much they all looked alike. I could pick out bits and pieces of my face in theirs and that just made my heart soar. I don’t look like my father so drawing the similarities between us usually stopped at our brown eyes and cocoa colored skin. Seeing these women though told me what I could expect as I got older and I must say, the future is looking bright if this is any clue as to what I’d look like.

My phone buzzed in my pocket drawing my attention. Pulling it out I noticed the photo flashing across the screen. A bear. I forgot to call him and now I’m about to hear about how I worried him to death. I let it go to voicemail with a reminder to call him after dinner but no sooner did the vibrations stop did it start again. I guess I have to deal with this now.

“Hi Daddy, sorry I didn’t call you earlier.” The sharp intake of breath on the other end of the line told me all I needed to know. I quickly excused myself and made my way onto the deck to take the call in a more private place. Here we go.

**Taine**

There are for more pressing issues at hand but for some reason Barnabus requested me to be at his daughters homecoming. I finished up my work on the boats before heading home to get dressed for the shindig. All I know about her is that she’s his little sparrow, he’d do anything for her and apparently she could likely be the first Chieftess our clan has ever had.

Big shoes to fill after someone like Barnabus. I don’t envy her. Being the first anything is wrought with hardship and without the others knowing her she will face her own fair share of persecution.

Just a meet and greet right? So not much thought needed to go into this outfit. I went with a nice fitted grey t-shirt and some jeans considering it sounded pretty lax to begin with. Showered, groomed and dressed I made my way over to the cottage letting myself in like I always do.

The environment was a little tense as Danae waited at the base of the stairs staring up them like she was waiting for someone to ascend them. “Everything ok?” She smiled nodding her head at the same time before turning her gaze back up the stairway. I made my way over to Barnabus leaving his mate alone to do whatever she was doing.

“She’s waiting for, Sparrow.” Barnabus spoke “Guests are here and she hasn’t made an appearance yet, makes Danae nervous.” His gaze shifted from me to his mate “Come now, Love. Sparrow will make her way down momentarily. No need to wait there and scare her.” She huffed before leaving her perch and making her way to waiting guests.

It seemed like most of the people in attendance were actual family members leaving me befuddled as to why I was invited at all. “Barnabus, why am I here? This is a family affair.” He huffed out a breath but didn’t answer me “Come on.” He stroked his chin before his soulful eyes found mine. He’s about to ask me to do something. Shit.

“Laiken is a strong, beautiful woman that needs a man to compliment that.” Are you fucking kidding me? “I trust you above anyone else to be that man for her. I want you to court my daughter.”

His smile punctuated the conversation like it was just some small thing. Courting leads to dating and dating leads to mating. Mating is for life. This isn’t a small thing, it’s huge and I don’t want the responsibility. “No” my word came out just the way I wanted to. Strong and steadfast leaving no room for error or miscommunication “I’m not interested. Try Denton or Merrick, they’re good men.” His face fell but I couldn’t let that sway me.

He didn’t bring it up again. Instead we spoke of plans to fortify our borders and put more thought into how to go about monitoring the other selkies that found work here. It wasn’t unlawful for them to do so but it was discouraged outside of the ferries shuttling people back and forth from the mainland.

The room grew quiet and I soon understood why. In the doorway stood the most beautiful woman I’d ever laid eyes on. “My sparrow” Barnabus whispered affectionately.

This was his Sparrow? There’s no way I would pass her on to anyone else. “Forget what I just said, Barnabus. I accept.” If the clap on my back was any indication of his feelings I’d say I just made the Chieftain a very happy Selkie. “We will hammer out the details soon.” With that I went about looking over the woman that would soon be mine.

I watched her eyes traverse my body slowly from bottom to top before her eyes locked with mine. Gone was the breath in my lungs as a smile tore across her features lighting her whole face up. Yeah, that’s all mine. Laying claim right here, right now before any of the other males even get a chance to.

She jumped when Danae whispered in her ear making the cutest squeak at the same time. I stood there waiting for more of her attention but she was whisked away to start mingling with the people that came here to see her. I kept a strict eye on her movements as she flitted person to person.

Turning my back but for a moment I’d lost her. One second she was talking to the Leery sisters and the next it seemed like she disappeared. “She’s outside on the phone.” Barnabus soothed my already frazzled nerves easily “Give her some time before heading that way. You know, I felt the same way when I met her mother. Fate is crazy like that hmmm?” He moved away from me leaving me with my thoughts. Yeah, fate was crazy alright but for now I’m following her headfirst when it comes to Laiken.

[theotherackerman]

Carry on My Wayward Son

Summary: 

Grisha Jaeger disappears leaving his sons, Zeke and Eren, to pick up where he left off in the family business: hunting things, saving people. They soon learn not everything is as simple as they think. The world isn't as black and white as their father led them to believe. There are things more complex than just humans and monsters. Includes: monsters, classic cars, classic rock, and two brothers against the world.

an Eremika romance, very loosely based on the tv show Supernatural.

RATING: MATURE

Ships: Eren x Mikasa

Other Tags:  References to Supernatural (TV), demifae, references to a court of thorns and rose, references to throne of glass, i didn't want to deal with angels so i used fairies instead, F/M, Graphic Depictions Of Violence

COPYRIGHT DISCLAIMER: Any recognizable elements belong either to Supernatural, Throne of Glass, A Court of Thorns and Roses, or Attack on Titan.

CHAPTER ONE: PILOT

Lawrence, Kansas

22 years ago

Grisha Jaeger was enjoying a peaceful night at home. His second wife slept soundly upstairs. He looked over at the picture of his first wife on the wall.

Dina had died four years ago of cancer.

It had been hard for Grisha. He had to deal with the loss of his wife along with raising his son by himself. Being a single parent wasn’t easy.

But then Carla came into his life.

Carla had treated Zeke like he was her own. She absolutely loved the boy.

Now they had a son of their own.

Grisha drifted off to sleep as the tv played.

What felt like a few moments later, a scream came from upstairs, waking Grisha. He made his way towards the direction he had heard the scream. The nursey, Eren's room. He leaned over Eren’s crib, where the baby boy was crying.

“You’re okay. Where’s your mom?” Grisha asked.

A drop of blood landed on his arm.

He looked up to see Carla pinned to the ceiling.

“Carla?” he asked, confused by what was happening.

Fire sprung from Carla’s chest, filling the room.

“CARLA!” Grisha yelled before scooping up Eren from the crib.

“Daddy, what’s wrong?” Zeke asked as he came into the baby’s room.

Grisha handed him Eren.

“Take your brother outside as fast as you can and don’t look back! Go! Now, Zeke! Listen to me!” Grisha yelled.

He wasn’t giving up on Carla.

He would save her somehow.

But in the end, he didn’t.

Grisha didn’t know but the events of that night had long been put into place.

A moment frozen in time, the beginning of something much bigger than he could possibly understand.

Grisha sat in the driver's seat of his car, Zeke in the passenger with Eren in his arms. They watched as the firemen tried to put out the fire.

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Stanford University

Present Day-October 31st, Sunday

A picture of Carla and Grisha sat in the living room of Eren Jaeger’s small apartment that he shared with his current girlfriend Mikasa Ackerman.

“So you’re not going to call your dad and tell him how you scored on the MCAT?” she asked as she pulled on her nurse’s costume.

“No, he won’t care,” Eren asked as he shook his head at her. “Why are you wearing that?”

“It’s Halloween! Who are you going as?”

“A psychopath, they look like everyone else,” he scoffed as he crossed his arms across his chest. “Besides, you know I hate Halloween.”

“You never told me why. I guess that’s a part of the Eren Jaeger mystery. You know if this is ever going anywhere, you’re going to have to open up.”

"After my interview Friday, I'll tell you everything. I promise," he said as he ran a hand through her long brunette hair.

"Why don't I believe that?" She asked him.

"Let's skip the party. Stay in tonight."

"Eren, come on. Floch will be waiting for us. You know how he gets."

Eren sighed as he pulled on his jacket. "Fine," he muttered as he walked towards the door.

She slipped her hand into his. "Just a few drinks and then I promise, you can take this costume off with your teeth."

"I'll be holding you to that. You know...have you ever thought of being a nurse because of this costume.."

Mikasa gave Eren a playful shove.

"SHOTS! SHOTS!" Floch screamed at the top of his lungs.

"Why did I let you talk me into this?" Eren muttered.

"Because you got a 522 on the MCAT! There's no way Stanford's Medical School is not going to take you," Mikasa said as she leaned into Eren's embrace. "Your interview Friday is just a formality. We both know that."

"You can't be sure of that," Eren said as he rolled his eyes.

"So I'm gonna go home with Hitch. You two...nice costume Mikasa...go play doctor," a drunk Floch remarked.

"Don't do anything I wouldn't do," Eren said before he patted Floch on the back.

"He is going to pass out as soon as he gets in her apartment," Mikasa replied.

"Probably."

"Let's go home, Halloween hater," Mikasa smiled as she took his hand into hers again.

It was around midnight when Eren got out of the shower. He walked into the bedroom and pulled on a pair of sweatpants pants.

Mikasa was sound asleep in bed.

Eren didn’t know how he had gotten so lucky with her. He worried about telling her the truth. My family fights demons, werewolves, and the forces of darkness didn’t have a good ring to it. She’d think he was crazy or worse.

He heard a noise coming from the kitchen.

Eren ready himself for whatever was in the kitchen. He took quiet steps. Damn, he hoped it wasn’t a ghost. He hated dealing with them.

No, whatever this was had a corporeal form.

Eren attacked and made every hit. The problem was the thing hit back.

What could it possibly be?

Vampire?

Maybe it was just a break in.

Either way, it wasn’t leaving alive.

Eren tackled it to the ground, one hand holding both of the man’s wrists about his head while the other went for the throat.

“Whoa, easy there, tiger,” Zeke’s voice cut through.

“Zeke? What the fuck? I almost killed you!” he said as he released Zeke’s hands and throats.

“I let you win.”

The lights turned on to reveal Zeke.

“Everything okay?” Mikasa asked as she stepped into the kitchen, wearing a tight fitting shirt that had the logo for the anime Sailor Moon and very short black shorts.

“Mikasa, this is Zeke. Zeke, this is my girlfriend Mikasa.”

“Mikasa, hey. Has anyone ever told you that you’re out of my brother’s league? Because you are. I,on the other hand….”

“Alright, asshole. Knock it off,” Eren said before shoving Zeke.

“I’ll go put some clothes on,” Mikasa said as she started to leave the room.

“No, don’t. You should stay this way. Sailor Moon is a classic, right, Eren?”

“Ignore him, I do,” Eren said before making his way over to Mikasa and wrapping his arm around her.

“Anyway, I need to borrow your boyfriend for a moment. Very private family stuff, you know? I’m sure you understand,” Zeke said.

“No, anything you have to say to her, you can say to me,” Eren stated.

“Okay. Well, Dad hasn’t been home in a few days,” Zeke explained.

“So what? He’s probably getting drunk on Jim, Jack, and Jose. He’ll stumble in drunk like he always does.”

“Dad's on a hunting trip. And he hasn't been home in a few days.”

“Mikasa, can you excuse us?” Eren said before taking his brother by the arm and dragging him outside. “Why are you here? I told you I was done hunting.”

“Because I have no one else to go to. Are you coming with me or not?”

“I’m not coming with you. I swore I wasn’t hunting anymore and I meant it. Do you not think about the way we grew up? When I was a kid, I told Dad was afraid of the dark and what did he do? He gave a nine year old a shotgun!”

“What was he supposed to do?” Zeke asked as he crossed his arms across his chest. “Tell you not to be afraid? We know what’s out there in the dark!”

“That’s exactly what he was supposed to do! The way we grew up...after Mom died...Dad’s obsession with the thing that killed her. It’s not normal. None of this is normal!” Eren exclaimed before running his hand through his hair. “And we can’t find it! So we kill everything we can find instead.”

“And we save people!” Zeke argued.

“Okay but do you think Mom would want this?”

“I don’t know because I got to lose my mom twice.”

Eren looked down.

He knew losing his mother had been hard but Zeke had to go through it twice.

“What are you going to do? Live some apple pie life?” Zeke asked before crossing his arms across his chest.

“Yeah, a safe life.”

“Dad’s in trouble. I can feel it. I can’t do this alone,” Zeke pleaded.

“Yeah, you can.”

“Well, how about I don’t want to?”

Eren sighed, “what was he hunting?”

Zeke walked over to the black 1967 Chevy Impala and popped the trunk. He then opened the spot where the spare tire was supposed to be. Inside was a variety of weapons. Swords, guns, syringes, machetes, a toolbox, rock salt, knives, bows, and arrows were just among a few of the things that one could see when the trunk was open.

“Let’s see..” Zeke said as he dug around.

“Wait, why weren’t you with Dad?” Eren asked as he peered over into the trunk.

“Because I had my own hunt,” Zeke answered, still digging around.

“By yourself?”

“I’m twenty-six!” Zeke exclaimed. “Oh! There it is!” He pulled out a file folder and papers. “So going back twenty years, Dad found this pattern. Men driving this strip of the highway, keep going missing.”

“Okay, so?”

“And this I get this voicemail,” Zeke said as he pulled his phone out and put it on speaker. Grisha’s voice played.

“ Zeke...something big is starting to happen...I need to try and figure out what's going on. It may... Be very careful, Zeke. We're all in danger .”

“EVP is on that,” Eren pointed out.

“Kind of like riding a bike, right?”

Eren rolled his eyes. “So what does it say?”

“It’s a woman saying can never go home.”

“Never go home?”

“Yeah. Look, in three years, I’ve never bothered you. Never asked you for anything. But Eren, I need you for this.”

Eren threw his arms before sighing. “Fine. I have to be back by Friday though,”

“Why Friday?” Zeke asked before he closed the trunk.

“Job interview.”

“For what?” Zeke asked before they headed back into Eren’s apartment.

“Medical school,” Eren stated.

“Medical school?”

“Yeah.”

“Alright, fine. I’ll bring you back in time for your interview.”

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Mikasa hadn’t been thrilled about Eren leaving. No matter how many times he reassured her. He promised that he would explain everything after the interview. So Eren and Zeke went on their hunt. Their father was nowhere to be seen. They did, however, save people from a woman in white and find their father’s journal.

All that was left was to return Eren home.

Eren saw how Zeke wanted him to return to hunting.

But Eren couldn’t.

Eren wanted a safe, normal life. He had already been shopping for a ring for Mikasa. He knew he wanted to make her his wife. But first, he had to tell her everything which he would right after his interview. Hopefully she still wanted to be with him after that.

They returned to Eren’s apartment on Thursday.

Eren had just got inside. He laid down on his bed and suddenly, there was a drop of blood from the ceiling.

Eren Jaeger saw his dad for the first time in three years. Eren reached for him but it was too late.

Then the fire was everywhere. It was inescapable.  

Then Eren saw something.

A demon with Yellow Eyes was right there.

“NO!” Eren screamed as he got out of bed.

Another demon with black eyes appeared, he grabbed a hold of Eren, burning his flesh. The fight with the black eyed demon began.

Just then Mikasa rushed into the apartment, ready to take on whatever.

Eren couldn’t lose her. He prepared himself.

“Mikasa! Get out of here!” he yelled as he continued to wrestle with the black eyed demon.

But what Eren hadn't prepared himself for was the green glow of Mikasa's eyes or the black feathered wings that sprouted from her back.

"I thought your kind was all dead," the Yellow Eyed demon teased.

"No."

"What host do you have? What is your real name?"

"I don’t need a host. This body is mine."

"You fell. Wait much longer and your eyes will be black."

“Didn’t fall either. I'm not an angel,” Mikasa replied.

Zeke rushed into the apartment.

“We need to get out of here!” Zeke yelled as the fire raged. The fire was beginning to surround them .

“Well, my time is up. See you around, boys,” The Yellow Eyed demon said before disappearing.

Mikasa pulled out a knife from seemingly nowhere that neither Eren or Zeke had seen before.

She plunged it into the black eyed demon's chest. He let go of Eren, throwing Eren to the floor before the demon burst into flames.

"We should get out of here," Mikasa said. Her wings went back into her body, leaving two slits in the back of her shirt.

“Great, any idea how? We’re kind of surrounded,” Zeke pointed out the fire all around them.

Mikasa closed her eyes. The fire began to part.

“Go!” Mikasa yelled.

Eren was frozen until Zeke dragged him out. Mikasa followed them out.

Eren didn’t understand what was happening.

What was Mikasa?

“Eren, you got burnt,” Zeke pointed out.

There were singe marks on his arm where the demon had been holding him. He hadn’t even felt it. Mikasa reached out. Her eyes glowed again. Eren’s arm was healed. Not only that, it was as if the burn had never occurred.

Then Mikasa collapsed to the ground.

Zeke picked Mikasa up and put her in the backseat of the car. He walked around to the trunk and pulled out a pair of special handcuffs. There were devil traps engraved in both of them.

“Just in case,” Zeke said as he attached them to each of Mikasa’s arms. “Come on, let’s take her to Levi’s. If we drive through the night and into tomorrow, we’ll make it to Levi’s before you know it.”

Twenty five hours later, they arrived at Levi’s house in Sioux Falls, South Dakota. Mikasa hadn’t even stirred the whole time that they had been driving.

Eren didn’t speak hardly at all. Zeke had let him take over the driving while he slept but even then, Eren hadn’t said much.

Levi was like a second father to Zeke and Eren. When Grisha had days he spent drunk, Levi had taken care of the two of them. Levi was a hunter just like them. He had lost someone he loved too. That was the way most people entered life. Something awful happened to someone they loved.

Zeke had carried Mikasa into Levi’s house. She stirred in Zeke’s arms.

“Oh. Hey, Sleeping Beauty,” Zeke said before he put her down on the couch.

“This her?” Levi asked. Zeke had sent a text to Levi explaining everything to him.

“This is her,” Eren replied as he crossed his arms across his chest.

“Alright, let’s see what you are,” Levi said before splashing holy water in Mikasa’s face.

She didn’t even move.

“So she’s not a demon,” Levi replied. He pulled out a silver knife from his pocket and cut Mikasa’s arm. “Not a Revenant or a shapeshifter either.”

Mikasa’s cut began to heal.

“Oh, that’s interesting,” Levi noted.

“So you’re not human?” Zeke asked.

“No, I’m not,” Mikasa said before she looked down.

"What are you?" Zeke asked.

"A demi fae," Mikasa explained.

"What the fuck is that? I've never even heard of this. Levi, have you heard of this?" Eren asked.

"It means she's half fairy, half human. A cousin of mine was said to have had a baby with a fairy. They both were killed and the baby went missing. I just thought they were crazy and wanted out of the family business. That's you, isn't it?"

Mikasa didn't answer.

"Interesting. I didn't think it was real. What’s your name?" Levi asked before he sat down at his desk.

“Mikasa Ackerman was my name. I’ve been going by Mikasa Zoe.”

"You lied to me!" Eren shouted at Mikasa.

"I had to! People were looking for me! I didn't know you were a hunter. I just wanted to be normal for a bit," Mikasa muttered before looking down.

"So how do we kill her?" Eren asked.

Mikasa was hurt.

"We're not going to kill her, Eren. She saved both of our lives. Besides, she doesn't even seem evil," Zeke tried to reason with his brother.

"She lied to me for three years. She’s not human. That makes her a monster! Isn’t that what Dad taught us? Didn’t you want me back in this life? So here I am. She’s just another job. Another monster, right?” Eren asked.

"I didn't know you were a hunter like me! I didn't know you had a yellow eyed demon after you! I just wanted to be normal! I didn't ask for this. I didn't ask for wings or my parents to be killed by demons. I didn't ask for anything. You don’t understand what I risked by using my power like that! It sent up a beacon! I was going to tell you when the time was right. I was going to tell you after your interview."

"So that’s what you were disappearing to do all the time? Hunting? Whatever. You got on me for not telling you about my past. I guess we're both even now. Thanks for saving my dad by the way," Eren stormed off and slammed the door as he left Levi's house.

Zeke and Levi both looked over at her. Zeke walked over as he pulled a key out of his pocket. He unlocked the handcuffs as he took them off of her.

"Now what?" she asked as she stood up.

"What was that knife you killed the demon with?" Zeke asked her.

Mikasa waved her hand and the knife appeared.

"It's a demon killing knife. I took it off a witch who was working for a demon. It's charmed to show up when I call for it," she informed Zeke before handing the blade over to him.

"I'm guessing it kills you too?" Levi asked.

Mikasa shrugged. "I don't know. Haven't tried it."

"Could I wield one of these?" Zeke asked as he examined it.

Mikasa nodded again.

"You don't happen to have a spare?"

Mikasa shook her head. Zeke handed the blade over to Levi.

"Can we summon it?" Levi asked.

Mikasa shook her head again.

"Did you become mute all of sudden?" Levi asked as he tossed the knife up and down.  

She shook her again before speaking. "No, I just...I'm not sure what you're going to do. And if I die, I'd rather die with dignity."

"We're not going to kill you. You're clearly not evil. Can I see your wings?" Levi asked as he handed the knife back.

Mikasa took it before waving her hand again. The blade disappeared. She closed her eyes and two black feathered wings popped out of Mikasa's back.

"Can you fly?" Levi asked.

"Not in the way you think. I can fly short distances. Anything else requires teleportation that only fairies can use. Flying also makes me sick because of being half human,” Mikasa explained.

"What good are wings if not for flying?" Zeke asked.

"It's a curse for those who are half human. A reminder that we should not be."

"Interesting," Zeke remarked.

"If you have no more questions, I should leave," Mikasa said as she stood up.

"Why? It's not going to be safe out there. You did just say you put a beacon on yourself. Besides, these two could use a healer on their side. You said you're a hunter too? Just not in the traditional sense? Well, my house is open to hunters. So sit your ass down on the couch over there. Eren will get over it," Levi told her as he motioned to the couch again.

Mikasa allowed her wing to fold back up before she sat down.

“I’m sorry that I didn’t save your dad,” Mikasa said to Zeke. “It was too late by the time I got there.”

“It’s not your fault. We knew that was a possibility. My stepmom, Eren’s mom, died the same way. Did he feel any pain?” Zeke asked her before he sat down in one of the mix matched chairs in Levi’s living room.

Mikasa shook her head. “He was dead before he was on the ceiling.”

“That’s why you said it was too late. What do you know about yellow eyes in a demon?” Levi asked as he pulled out a notebook from his desk.

“Not much. I know they exist. There are four of them. If you’re going after them,” Mikasa stopped speaking and waved her hand. The knife appeared again. “You’ll need this. You’d have better luck though if you can find The Colt. Good luck though.”

“What’s the Colt?” Zeke asked as he took the knife from Mikasa.

“A legend. It’s said that Samuel Colt created a gun that has thirteen original bullets that can kill anything. It’s not real. There’s no proof of it. Besides, who knows how many bullets are around?” Levi said as he wrote something down in the notebook.

“It’s real. And you can make more bullets. You just have to know how,” Mikasa explained.

“And you do?” Zeke asked.

Mikasa shook her head. “No, but the person who raised me does. They’re a hunter too.”

“Wait, you said you used the last name Zoe. Is Hange Zoe the one who raised you?” Levi asked as he dropped his pen.

Mikasa nodded.

“Zeke, go get your brother calmed down. She’s not evil at all,” Levi said before he stood up.

“Wait, you still thought I was evil?” Mikasa said as she watched Levi.

“Always a chance,” Levi replied as he exited the room.

“To be fair, I didn’t think you were evil,” Zeke said as he flashed her a smile. “My brother’s a dumbass but he’ll come around.”

Mikasa nodded but she had a sinking feeling that Eren wouldn’t come around.

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Eren laid in the back of the Impala.

Mikasa wasn’t human.

That made her a monster.

It was that simple.

His father had even said it was that simple.

Then there was the whole thing about fairies being real. Just what he needed. Why couldn’t things be simple?

He hated to think he had been spending the last three years of his life with a monster.

But the way that Mikasa had looked at him.

The fear that she had had in her eyes when she looked at him was something that would haunt his dreams for the rest of his life.

Eren wasn’t allowing himself to feel the pain from Grisha’s death.

He had finally seen his dad.

Three years later and the last thing Grisha had said to him was ‘don’t come back’. Eren had hoped that he would have found him with Zeke. Then maybe Grisha’s last words wouldn’t have haunted him.

“She’s pretty upset, just so you know,” Zeke said as he pulled out a cigarette while leaning up against the Impala. He lit one as he looked at Eren, still laying in the backseat.

“Good,” Eren said before looking away.

“Eren, you know Dad did really lov..”

“Can we not? I don’t want to hear the ‘Dad always loved you’ speech right now. The last words he’ll ever say to me were ‘don’t come back’. Then I see him on the ceiling of my apartment and find out that my girlfriend is part fairy. So spare me,” Eren said before he sat up.

Zeke took a drag from his cigarette. “And how would you have reacted if you would have known about Mikasa? Probably the same.”

“How are you so fine with all of this?” Eren asked as he threw his hands up in the air.

“Because at nine years old I saw the woman who raised me like I was her own on the ceiling of my little brother’s bedroom. I saw her, Eren. It’s implanted in my brain. It’ll never leave. Sometimes at night, I’ll look up and I still see her there. So trust me when I say I get what you’re feeling with Dad. Because I miss Mom too. Because I feel it too. But you’re right. Dad was awful to both of us. He raised us to be mirror images of himself of the hatred he felt. But we don’t have to do that,” Zeke said before taking another drag of his cigarette.

“What do we do now?” Eren asked as he got out of the Impala.

“Well, I think we go do what Dad taught us to do. We track down that Yellow Eyed Demon and we kill him. In the meantime, we take down any monster we can find. Hunting things, saving people. We take over the family business,” Zeke said as he walked around to the trunk. He opened the trunk and then the spare tire area. He pulled out their father’s journal before handing it over to Eren.

“We’ve got work to do,” Eren replied before pulling down the lid to the trunk.

[not-so-pleasant-sim]

Lothario Family

First family in my round is Don Lothario, everyone’s favorite womanizer. He’s one of my favorite Sims due to the drama he carries. He’s also hot.   ...  Anyways, let us begin. 

As we know, Don Lothario is a womanizer. He is currently engaged to Cassandra Goth, and yet has other romances going on. Right now he is currently involved with twins Nina and Dina Caliente, and Kaylynn Langerak, a maid who is also entangled in another web of love. Hilariously enough, Dina Caliente is involved with Cassandra’s father Mortimer, and she also used to be married to Cassandra’s maternal uncle, Michael Bachelor. Don also tried to make moves on Cassandra’s mother, Bella, before she got abducted by aliens.  Yeah, we’re in one household and already the story is going crazy. 

Onto Don. When you first play Don, he has a day off from his job as an intern in the medical career. 

This is the pop up that first comes up when you play this household. The game suggests that Don calls Nina Caliente on the phone and invite her over. However, if you pick up a pile of trash, you get this pop up. 

When Don calls the maid service, the maid that is assigned to him is no other than Kaylynn Langerak. 

This only makes Don’s love life just a bit spicier. And if you’re into the drama, it can definitely add some fuel to it. 

Kaylynn came over and cleaned up Don’s place. When she finished, she asked Don if he wanted to hang out. I chose yes, and Don had some fun with Kaylynn.

He dismissed her afterwards and went to call Nina as the prompt originally wanted. 

Nina, no. From what I’ve seen in my game and others, when you allow Nina to bring a friend, her friend is Dina. That will only make things awkward. 

My defaults kicked in, so I had to give Nina a quick makeover after this. 

Don invited Nina into the hot tub and they had their hot woohoo. 

Don had a want to woohoo with Dina as well. I was going to satisfy that want when someone was outside his condo. 

Hi Cass. 

Cassandra does not expect a thing. Not even when Kaylynn phones Don and invites him Downtown. Here is Cassandra awkwardly dancing in the background.

Don is still a Romance Sim, so while he fears getting married, that does not mean he doesn’t want to woohoo Cassandra. One charming flirt and make out later, the two end up having a fantastic night. 

Let us now hope that Don does not break her heart at the wedding. 

After Cassandra left, I had Don pack up most of his belongings in his inventory. This included his bed, his paintings, his tv and couch, etc. If he ends up marrying Cassandra, he will move out and his stuff will be sold. I used this moving sign mod that sells everything in his house except for the lighting, plumbing, and kitchen appliances. Here is to a hopefully new chapter for you, Don Lothario! 

And with that we end the Lothario round. 

Bonus:

Don smooching Nina in front of townie Ricky Cormier. Ricky did not see a thing. 

[uh-drarry]

Day 31 - Champagne

This is from the wonderful list posted by @remus-john-lupin ! Thank you so much to @bisexualronaldweasley for beta-ing, you’re such a lovely human ♥️ These are within the universe of my other content, but you do not have to read those to understand these.

Thank you do everyone who liked, reblogged, replied, and read these little things. I’d never really written fic before these so this was truly an experience. I did not think that I’d actually stick with this, so I’m pretty proud of myself despite some of them certainly being questionable quality. Either way I like them all, and that’s what counts. Happy New Year!

December 31, Plas Dinas Country House, Wales

Remus was already a nervous wreck, and he still had two hours until he’d need to be ready. He knew it was going to be the best New Year’s of his life, but the excitement merely added to the anxiety.

There was a knock at his hotel room door, then a soft, “Remus?” Remus sighed in relief and opened the door to find Lily on the other side. She gave him a big smile.

“Two hours, babe!” Lily bounced on her feet.

“I’m so nervous. And so excited. Are you getting ready soon?”

“Yeah, the hair and makeup people are coming here in just a few minutes, oh, and the photographer,” she replied, walking around Remus to jump onto the bed. “You’re moving rooms tonight, right?” she asked, looking over to him.

“Yeah, we’re staying in some presidential suite I think, I’m not sure. I was told my bags would be moved for me.” Remus shrugged.

Lily jumped up then and ran to the closet. She threw open the doors to reveal Remus’s suit and her dress. “We’re going to look so good!” she squealed.

There was another knock on the door, and before Remus could even move, Lily was running over to let in the hair and makeup team, the photographer, and Remus’s mother. The room quickly filled with chatter. Lily sat down first, since she would take the longest of the two of them. Remus’s mum came over and gave him a tight hug. Remus could hear shutter clicks somewhere in the room, but he ignored them.

“Remus. I am so happy for you.” Hope’s eyes started filling with tears. “I can’t believe my little boy is getting married.”

“Mum, if you start crying, then I’m going to start, and I don’t want to be all puffy.” Remus chuckled, wiping his mum’s tears off her cheeks. “Good thing they’re giving you waterproof mascara, right?”

“Oh shush, you. I am allowed to cry at my only child’s wedding. Especially when I can see how happy Sirius makes you. I held it all back until now, I think I’m doing pretty well!”

“You are, mum.” Remus smiled.

“Remus! Do you want my hair down and curled lightly, or up in that bun, you never said,” Lily asked from across the room, breaking through the bubble he and his mum had created.

Remus kissed his mum on the cheek and walked over to Lily. “Well the back of your dress has that pretty scoop thing, I think your hair is too long to show that if you wear it down. What do you think?” “Yes, you’re right. We were thinking of doing this type of hairdo.” She showed the stylist a picture on her phone and they were back to business.

Lily smiled at Remus in the mirror. “James will love me showing that, too. His favorite freckle is right there.”

Remus laughed and rolled his eyes. “He would.” And then it was his turn to start getting ready.

Remus was sitting down, eyes closed, breathing deeply in an attempt to control his nerves. Lily took his trembling hands in her own. “Hey, Remus, it’s all good.”

“I know, I’m not getting cold feet. I’m just too excited I think. Oh gosh, what if I trip?”

Lily laughed. “You won’t trip, babe. Your mum won’t let you, right, Hope?”

“Never!” Hope called back from where she was chatting with his dad, who’d shown up about an hour ago.

And then it was time to leave for the ceremony. They had ten minutes precisely to arrive at the doors. By the time they got there, Sirius would already be at the end of the aisle, and all the guests would be seated. 

James came up behind Lily, startling her into a laugh. “Hello, gorgeous wife of mine. May I escort you down the aisle, Mrs. Potter?”

James and Lily were the only ones who’d be standing beside them for the short ceremony. They had other friends sitting in the audience, but having just the two of them up there, Sirius and Remus’s two ‘best people,’ felt right.

At exactly half past the hour, the music started. The ushers waited for just a moment, then opened the doors for Euphemia, Fleamont, and Lyall to make their way down to their seats. Next, James and Lily walked together, and they made their way to Sirius. The guests had been tasked with flower girl duty, and showered the walkway with white petals as the two walked past, readying the way for Remus and Hope.

His mother turned to him and placed a hand over his cheek. “I’m so proud of you and Sirius. I love you both so very much.”

“Thank you, mum.” Remus leaned in for a kiss to the cheek, and then it was their turn to move.

Remus had yet to actually see Sirius, and when he finally did, the tears began to fall. Sirius looked gorgeous, his shoulder length hair half up and half down. He wore sparkling silver makeup that he no doubt did himself. He was beaming at Remus, matching tears flowing down his cheeks.

When Remus and Hope reached the end of the aisle, Hope turned to give him a hug and another kiss on his cheek, and then Remus turned and placed his hand in Sirius’s.

The ceremony was, of course, perfect. But Remus could hardly pay attention when the most beautiful man was standing in front of him. He was minutes away from being allowed to kiss him as a husband.

They exchanged the rings that they had used to propose just over a year ago, both of them remembering the snowy walk and Sirius’s dramatics. 

After a few more words about their rings, the officiant paused and then finally, announced, “You may now kiss the groom!”

As soon as their lips touched, the clocks struck midnight. Confetti rained down on the guests, who were cheering congratulations and wishes for a happy new year.

Remus and Sirius finally pulled away to look at each other. After just a moment of tranquility, something wet showered down on them, and they turned to find James and Lily holding a popped bottle of champagne each.

“Don’t worry!” Lily yelled over the celebration and the music that meant the reception was already in full swing. “We have a change of clothes for you!”

Remus and Sirius looked at each other again before bursting into laughter, leaning in for the second of an infinite number of kisses as husband, and husband.

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FCSU #16 The Next Generation

About a year into her marriage Aj had managed to chisel out a survivable niche in the chaotic Brown household. Charlene had given birth to twins Craig and Crystal and Aj herself was expecting her first child. Toddlers Charlotte and Katrina had aged up into children. With only one girls’ room and one filthy communal nursery the house was bursting at the seams. 

Elden was well aware of this issue. He began to lobby the Prophet into letting him move shortly after Dina’s wedding. The FCSU owned all the property in the Prospect and the Prophet managed everyone’s living conditions, so he had the power to simply evict a family from their home and allow the Bishop’s family to move in. 

Unfortunately he set his sights on the Prichard’s house. With the new addition it was much larger and newer than the Bishop’s house. Elden insisted that his family should take the larger home because he had the larger family. Of his four wives two were still producing children while Allen had two wives, only one of whom was still fertile.

Once the Prophet’s mind was made up, even Rachel couldn’t make him change it. The move was approved. Aj was in her third trimester by then and was spared from the heavy packing and lifting for the move. She got permission from her husband to stay behind with her family until the delivery as it would be their first grandchild and she wanted her mother to be on hand for support.

When the Prichards arrived at their new house Allen was furious, the mothers subdued but clearly sad and all the children were miserable. Aj did her best to lighten the mood. She cooked a huge dinner and tried to cheer up her family.

Ellie May was also heavily pregnant with her fourth child at this point. The two of them bonded over not only their shared state but their dislike of Charlene and her self-righteousness. 

In an effort to cheer up his wives and children Allen bought colorful new beds for Penny and Becca Dawn, as well as a shiny new art table for them. He also bought new beds for the teen girls as well as a vanity. It was a nice gesture but the girls would take time to adjust to the new place. 

Aj was happy to be in a familiar setting for the tail end of her pregnancy. Early on Nina would follow her to the washroom to mock her as she vomited. Charlene would chide her for being ungrateful for this most precious blessing whenever Allie seemed frustrated or tired from her morning sickness.

The daughters took the upstairs rooms, the boys took over Nia’s old room and the nursery. Jayne took Evelyn’s old room, which was a converted garage. Ellie May would take Aj’s room when she joined her husband’s family.

Ellie May went into labor before Aj. She gave birth to her first daughter in Aj’s room. When Aj went to meet the baby, she was struck by how strange it was to consider that this child was her half-sister but the baby she was carrying was her new sister’s aunt or uncle. Family trees like these are common in the FCSU but it gave Aj an unsettled feeling deep down. 

Allie Jayne went into labor shortly after. She invited both her mothers wot witness the birth of their first grandchild. She also called Elden who was out to dinner with Charlene so he didn’t pick up the phone. Allie gave birth to a beautiful baby boy who Elden later named Andrew. He named his children using the first initial of their mother’s name. Allie would call her children “The A Team.”

Allen and Jayne were delighted to be grandparents. It was hard to believe that their baby girl had a baby of their own. Once she’d recovered from the birth Allie Jayne packed up and prepared to reunite with her husband’s family in her childhood home.

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Last of us 2- Yes spoilers ahead (For game 1 and 2)

The LoU2 was an emotional ride that by the end of my let’s play I wasn’t able to really give a review or my honest opinion of the game itself. It wasn’t until I let my brain air out that I was able to look at the game as a whole to really give my two cents. It was a long time coming waiting for the second game in this world and I cannot honestly state if it was the game we needed at this time especially with everything happening in the USA. The graphics where top notch once again naughty dog put effort into their games and you can see the emotions from the character, the music alone becomes a character driving home some story elements that I feel some may have missed due to the other element in this game.

Some of the Characters:

Joel:

We all have come to know and love Joel at least through the first game and while we faced the images of him losing his daughter it is the fact that he may have lost one other before his daughter. His wife- aka Sarah’s mother is MIA. The last of us made it clear that Joel is a single father trying and struggling to keep a paying job to provide for himself and Sarah. During the first game this is hinted during the phone call at the beginning with Joel stating: “I can’t lose this job”. It is hinted even more when he talks to Sarah about her gift and how she had enough money for it, followed with the statement of “You can start helping out with the mortgage then.”

When the zombies hit the fan, we can easily see that Joel and Sarah are only worried about each other (Tommy as well). Even if there was a divorce between Joel and the mother most likely Sarah would show some worries about her mother (Unless it was a woman from hell). And clearly if you played the first game you know Joel is faced with the second loss in his family Sarah. All of this pushing Joel to make himself cold and hard and willing to do anything to survive which is somewhat talked about between Tommy and him in the first game with the comment of “Took care? That’s what you call it? I got nothing but nightmares from those years.”

By the time Ellie joins Joel and the end of the game happens, we start to see Joel opening up and looking at Ellie as a daughter figure.  However, the scar of losing family stays with him as he has nightmares throughout the whole first game which is clearly related to the loss of his family (Joel may in fact be dealing with PTSD from these losses).

By the end of the game we see Joel decide to matters into his own hands and protect the family he now has created with Ellie by removing her from the operation table and killing the fireflies who tried to talk him out of it.

 Was this the right thing, while this was the driving topic for the second game I honestly believe Joel did do the right thing by saving his adopted daughter. While he did not get the ok from Ellie we need to keep in mind a few things. The first is the fact in the first game we find out they will kill Ellie to POSSIBLY find a cure. The “Doctors” of the fireflies clearly have no idea when it comes to pathology let alone human subjects. Even in the second game Abby’s father who would have ended Ellie’s life is hinted to most likely be a veterinarian not a human doctor. The second thing that we need to understand as of now even in 2020 there has never been a vaccine for fungal infections in 2013 which is when the game takes place. Tesfahuneygn & Gebreegziabher (2018) stated that the lack of knowledge about the mechanisms that underpin protective immunity has made it hard in creating a vaccine for fungal diseases (which the disease/virus in the Last of us world is fungal).  During the research paper cited above it did state at least in 2018 there is several fungal vaccines in development however it noted that each vaccine will most likely have to be tailored when it comes to the fungal side of pathology.

The second issue that we have with the game aiming to ok killing off Ellie for a vaccine is that it will not help those who already have the sickness in fact we would need a more therapeutic vaccine which is a whole other issue as of now our world is looking into therapeutic vaccines for things such as HIV, Herpes, Alzheimer’s disease and cancer.  Really what the Fireflies should have been looking into is antibodies meaning you would want to keep the host alive not dead, so all in all in my view Joel did the right thing, maybe….maybe at the very least he should have only shot the doctors in the leg but once again you had a man trying to protect his only family.

 Ellie:

We have now watch Ellie grow up between these two games and we have to understand a few things. She has killed before, she did what she had to do to survive. In the world that she grew up in there was no ethics pushed or educated to the younger generation the saying “An eye for an eye makes the whole world blind” clearly was never taught. She was raised you do what you got to do to live no matter how dirty it was, and when it comes down to it revenge is ok to go for. Due to this lack of ethics, and dark world we have seen a girl who works on raw basic emotions, and a girl/woman who is unable to stop until she losses everything even what Joel gives her (the loss of her fingers) the gift of music and her own family ( Dina and her child) to finally learn how to forgive or at the very least move on.

We also get the feel of daughter like father as the death of Joel clearly has caused PTSD in Ellie herself with flash backs of everything that has happened and what she has done as well. There are some who have pointed out on the interweb that maybe Ellie in fact is NOT immune but has a different response to the fungal zombie diseases. They highlighted the fact of how quickly and easily Ellie goes into blind rage and becomes violent. We also know from the scans of her brain there is some kind of mass growth on her brain where most people start to change as a zombie.

While this is an interesting idea, I feel this would most likely take away from the emotion that is happening in the game. You have a grown woman who was starting to repair or at least take the first step to repair her relationship with her father (Joel) and give forgiveness. This was taken away from her and we see Ellie pass her anger unable to go through the process of forgiving Joel and even herself for living onto the very people who took Joel away from her. She wasn’t only punishing the killers of her father but also trying to pass her guilt and anger of being alive on them…someone had to pay- the hatred cycle wasn’t able to be eased when the chance of rebuilding her relationship with Joel was ripped away from her.

Abby:

Her physical body screams loudly about some of her own worries about her own life. She wasn’t able to control the fact her father was killed by Joel, this left her feeling powerless, and weak. However Abby in a lot of cases I still feel failed her father. While by the end of it she was able to find forgiveness for all the horrible things done (the image of her father smiling at the end) and is able to let go she could have stopped this hatred. This would have been done by not making herself into a weapon but studying and following her father in his footsteps by becoming a doctor or some part of the medical field.

In the LoU2 we are giving the idea that all the “doctors” were killed by Joel and there was no one left to make a vaccine. The funny thing is most doctors even more so as they are creating things such as vaccines would keep detailed notes about what they have found, what worked and what failed. The hospital which you are still able to visit in part two was not blown up meaning that notes would have been left behind for a new generation of researchers to pick up and finish the research (hopefully a bit smarter as well). However, instead of Abby doing this she fell into the easier thing to do which is hate and killing the man who was only protecting his daughter.  Which I can tell you right now if the roles where changed around Abby’s father would have done the same damn thing as Joel. To be honest this whole thing that there was no one left to continue the research was the biggest story hole in the game. It’s that reason alone why I could never get attached or agree with Abby and her group.

Music: In the last of us 2 the music was its own message and character. Looking at the Joel song only right now.

Future Days: This is Joel’s song to Ellie, and it has a bigger meaning then showing off his skills. Like we talked about up top we know Joel was a broken man dealing with some form of PTSD. With Ellie he was starting to heal and losing her even over the fight about him saving her easily breaks him again. He wanted to tell her that he loves her like a daughter but in a Joel way he is unable to clearly just state it out right so he sings this song hoping to reach her.

“If I ever were to lose you I’d surely lose myself” – This line can hint to Ellie why he saved her back in game one, and even hint that their hurt relationship leaves him adrift.

“Everything I have found, dear I’ve not found by myself”- This hints about their new life together and even in the town of Jackson before the fall out- they started to have a good life together the closets thing you could call a normal life.

“All my stolen missing parts. I ‘ve no need for anymore”- This can be a call back of his original family the loss of his wife and Sarah held him back in game 1 but now while he will not forget them he doesn’t need to focus on that loss.

“And I believe ‘cause I can see…Our future days, Days of you and me.” This line for Joel would be him reaching out to Ellie that even though things got messed up between them he hopes and can see that they can be a family again. He believed in the both of them in this messed up world.

“And all the promises at sundown. I’ve meant them like the rest… all the demons used to come’round…I’m grateful now they’ve left.- Joel is trying to let Ellie know no matter what he promised to keep her safe and planned on to continue to do so. We even saw that during the dance when the fight broke out even though Ellie and Joel was fighting Joel still came in trying to protect Ellie.

While maybe I will add a section more on the music later on it is something to pay attention to in the game. Over all the game had amazing graphics (Still was able to find a game breaking bug though can see that in my lets play), the story however, I had to breath for a bit to wrap my head around it. The story of part 2 was so filled with hate on all sides that it was heart breaking. It could easily make someone who played through it feel worn down and unable to see past the hatred.  Throughout the game I stated I couldn’t forgive or get attached to Abby because she just didn’t get it in a lot of ways she acted like a brat not moving on with her life.  

Ellie was dragged into that hatred and is not innocent by far, and she has the scars emotional and physically as her punishment for falling into this horrible cycle. To be honest I was hoping the game was going to be more focused on the zombies not just this vengeance death story between two broke humans. Naughty dog did get the emotion out of their players that they wanted which was the hate, you can easily see this through many other lets plays online. However, during this time period we are seeing between the pandemic and where the world is standing especially the USA it would have been nice at least at the end of it that we had some hope.

Some stated well she might have gone back with Dina, however if you pay attention Ellie did have the bracelet on as she was leaving to me this would hint she had put it in her back pack with her coat while being in the warmer weather area. And after the finally show down most likely got her backpack before returning to an empty house. Maybe their message was hey hatred is not going to get you anywhere you will end up alone which is what we saw of Ellie at the end of the game almost giving the player another punch in the gut as we see Ellie facing the one thing she scared of

      References:

Tesfahuneygn G, Gebreegziabher G (2018) Development of Vaccination against Fungal Disease: A Review Article. Int J Trop Dis 1:005. doi.org/10.23937/ijtd-2017/1710005

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Big Mouth Season 3 - Very Much Still Important

Review of Season 2 and 1 , major spoilers ahead

Alright, I finished watching season 3 the other day, and I have to say bravo to the writers, because they always manage to leave us wanting more. What truly awaits these pre-teens this summer? I’m happy that they’re done with seventh grade, but will the next season be about summer vacation, or will we get to see them go right into eighth grade? There’s been news of a spin off about the world the hormone monsters live in, will that be what holds us over until season 4?

Right from the first episode, I knew it was going to be a good season. The show continues to have a good balance between what is happening to both girls and boys at this age. I remember being in the seventh grade, and second guessing every single fashion choice I made. I didn’t really have a figure until ninth grade, but there were other girls that were already blossoming, and I felt self-conscious. Was I pretty enough? Am I frumpy? Is my hair too frizzy?

This season did another great job of showing not only what boys are going through at this age, but also the girls. Because the boys can’t control themselves, and because no one tells them to, the girls are forced into an absurd dress code by this scum bag:

I think we have all had a Mr. Lizer in our lives at some point. The guy who comes off as nice and caring is really just misogynistic and creepy. He mutters under his breath about he hates the girls, especially Jessi. Not to mention that he made Lola think the foot rub was all on her. At 13 of course she would think, how would she know any better? What he did was disgusting and wrong, and I’m glad he got fired. 

I’m proud of the girls for taking their bodies back. It was brave of them to take a stand and show that the dress code was stupid. They may not have done it in the best way, but they still proved a point. 

Nick and Andrew are a topic I’d like to discuss. We’ve know since season 1 that these boys have been best friends for a long time. We also know that they’ve been growing apart since season 1. Andrew was the first to go through the hormonal change, and Nick was left to catch up. In season 2 Nick went through three different hormone monsters while trying to figure things out with a girl he liked. Andrew stayed hung up on Missy, and somehow got involved with Lola, which just messed up everything else for him. He slowly started to realize that he was becoming a lot like his father. This season Nick got obsessed with his phone, and even though Andrew made many attempts to talk and hang out, he realized that Nick really is just a douchebag. They had their seasonal fight, and instead of becoming friends again, Andrew expressed how he really felt. Nick stopped being there for him. I don’t think Andrew is in the right, but he did recognize that their friendship had become toxic, and enough was enough. 

The only time Nick was there for Andrew this season was when Andrew started to lust after his cousin. I’ll say it - that shit was messed up. I was grossed out that they went there, but this could be some real shit that boys go through, idk. And Nick kind of encouraged it and didn’t at the same time. The whole thing was weird. 

Nick was wrestling with the fact that Jay was basically living in his house. That’s a major change to go through. He also betrayed Andrew by kissing Missy, and then lying about it. Andrew doesn’t own Missy, and she can do whatever she wants, but neither one of them thought about how the kiss would hurt the people around them. And then when Nick realized he didn’t like her like, he just cast her aside. 

Missy went through a lot this season too. She finally got a hormone monstress.

Side note, did anyone else feel sad that Connie didn’t say bubble bath once this season? No one else? Okay, moving on. This new monstress pushes Missy out of her comfort zone. Missy is able to keep some of her boundaries, but something about acting in that play opened something up for her. I loved when her and Jay wrote the fan fiction together. I can’t remember when I first started reading fic, may have been in seventh or eighth grade, and I always thought it was weird thing for me to like. Then I had mentioned it to a friend in ninth grade, and she’s still my best friend ten years later! I was happy to see that Jay didn’t make Missy feel weird or ashamed. I wished we could’ve seen more of this new friendship. AND Missy was the one to get the uniforms disbanded by wearing her same old clothes. I hope she’s able to find a balance with her newfound self. 

And poor Jay, he is one of the funniest characters on this show. You never know what he’s going to say, but it’s usually obscene. I lost it when he said something like, “my balls are going to shit”. 

We get another close look at Jay’s home life. His family leaves him at home for spring break, and he tries to not let it bother him. He embraces Nick’s family, and becomes a better person by living with them. They discover that he has ADHD and just needed aderol. Unfortunately, Jay sells his medication to his friends, which makes him go back to the way he was. TAKE YOUR MEDS MY FRIENDS! Jay eventually goes back home, and shows what he can add to his family, and they finally accept him. Jay too also comes to terms with his sexuality, and discloses to everyone that he’s bisexual, and he’s okay with it. But no one takes him seriously. He has a heart to heart with the new girl Ali, who told everyone she was pansexual. I know Andrew Goldberg has apologized with how he went about this, but I’m just gonna say that Ali came on a little too strong. All sexualities and gender are valid, periodt. 

Jay also called out his friends for fetishizing the fact that it’s “hot” that Ali likes everyone, but it’s not as cool when he comes out as bisexual. He felt hurt and unvalidated. We see you Jay! 

Now it’s time for our girl Jessi. 

This girl CANNOT catch a fucking break. I was happy to see her figure her body out. That can be straight up awkward, and it can make you want to give up. I love how they showed it with a water rapid, good use of metaphor. And she has been such a good friend to Matthew, covering for him with Adrian. But who is there for Jessi? At one point it was her, Andrew, and Nick, and one of them said, “At least we have each other. Virgins til college”. At that age I can see how that might be a bad thing, but I know a lot of people who were virgins in college. They didn’t graduate that way, but they came in that way. That was the most I saw of the three of them really interact this season. It’s crazy that these last three seasons are all things that happened over the course of a school year. 

I need space to say, I am fucking done with Jessi’s mom. Jessi has been more than gracious with letting her mom become who she is. Shannon should be able to explore, and it’s okay that she got divorced, but she has not gone about anything in a good way, and now she’s just starting to be selfish. When Jessi hears her mother orgasm, is it hilarious for us as the audience, of course, but as a 13 year old girl, I would be so mad and mortified. Not only does Jessi have to deal with Shannon and Cantor Dina breaking up, but her dad has begun to see someone new, and now her mom wants to fucking move?! I would have been so pissed off. Again, Shannon should be able to live her life, but she has a young daughter. Couldn’t she wait to go to the city until Jessi is at least in high school? College? Why not let Greg move back in to live in the house with Jessi? 

Jessi comes to terms with it at the end of the season, and I think that’s really big of her. I’ll be sad if she ends up getting uprooted. That damn depression kitty needs to leave her alone too. Not one of her friends bothered to check on her about it either, and Nick and Andrew knew she was depressed! That shit doesn’t just go away. 

THE FAB FIVE

I was living, henny! I didn’t know which episode they would be in, but this was just amazing. I am so glad they all made voice cameos for this. JVN stole the show of course, and it was so funny to hear they all swear. When Bobby went off about how little the other guys do while he did a whole “fucking” room renovation??? HE WAS RIGHT AND HE SAID IT! And the bird noises Antoni made??? Incredible. Would have loved to see him shrieking into the microphone. I do think the funniest line was when JVN said, “the dumb ones pound the hardest, henny”. I fucking died. They really lightened the mood, and what a great redemption for coach Steve! I am so glad he got his job back. 

There are many other things to get into with this season, but what I’d like to end on is that the kids really grew up. People don’t stay friends forever. I had friends in middle school that I did not stay friends with in high school. Even high school I didn’t keep the same friends. Obviously we want to see these kids make things work, but I still think it was very grown up of Andrew to tell Nick he forgave him but didn’t want to be friends anymore. I think when we’re kids we stay friends with people, or keep ourselves in certain situations because we want to be around cool people. I’m very curious to see where this show takes us in season 4. They all went through a lot, and 7th grade really is the most awkward year of them all. So who knows, maybe 8th grade will be better. They’ll have had a whole year of new hormones under their belts. What do y’all think is in store for our friends next?