#another random object show

[another-random-object-show]

SEASON 1, EPISODE 1: CROSSING THE PIT.

AUTHORS NOTE: This episode took months to write, so sorry for the shift from Script Format to Novel Format.

(SCENE: A JUNKYARD AT NIGHT, CRICKETS CHIRP AND STARS SHINE. THE MOON IS A STRANGE ORANGE-YELLOW.)

SUNNY (EXCITEDLY): Moony! Moony

MOONY (TURNING TO FACE SUNNY): Hm...?

SUNNY (EXCITEDLY): WE GOT INTO AROS!!!

MOONY (CALMLY): Oh... ok!

SUNNY (RADIANT): even Lunartic got in! :D

MOONY (HORRIFIED): Gasp!

LUNARTIC (APPEARING): What? Whattareya gaspin' for?

MOONY (CALMLY BOWING): Nothing at all.

LUNARTIC (SINISTERLY): Good, because if you were gasping at me getting in...

Lunartic: Sunny would be getting it.

Moony (PLEADING): Loonie, please, he's JUST a kid...

Lunartic (sadistically): So? Children can get it too...

Sunny (excitedly): GUYS!! LOOOK!!

(A BUS DRIVES INTO THE JUNK, HONKING AT THE THREE.)

Sunny (excitedly grabbing Moony and Lunartic's Hands): The bus is here! LET'S GO! :D

Moony (weary): I have a bad feeling about this...

Sunny (waving excitedly as the approach the Bus's Entrance): Hi, Mr. Host! :D

The Gourd: Greetings...

The Gourd (Dramatically): I...

am the Gourd.

Sunny (excitedly): AND I'M SUNNY!! C'mon!! Let's goo!! :D

(Moony and Lunartic silently follow behind, and sit in one of the 3-person wide seats.)

(Sunny begins to yawn, feeling tired.)

Moony (nurturing): Maybe you should rest, sweetie...

Sunny (tired, closing his eyes.): okk...

(Sunny goes to sleep laying his head on Moony's Lap, which somehow doesn't combust.)

(Hours later...)

(BUMP! Sunny wakes up.)

(HALT!)

The Gourd (turning in his Bus Driver's Seat.): We're here.

Sunny (excited): YAY!! Let's go! =D

(All 24 contestants get off the bus and look around.)

The Gourd: One last thing...

(The Gourd levitates the Bus in the air, then claps, making it disappear.)

The Gourd (Cheekily): No leaving!

Question Mark: Where are we?

The Gourd (appearing behind Question Mark): Obviously the (a garble of the words "Texan", "Floridian", "Mexican", "Californian", "Canadian", "Italian", "Zealandic", "French", "German", and "Spanish") plains!

The Gourd (moving on): Now form 8 teams of 8! =)

Sunny (to Moony and Lunartic): Let's stick together! :-)

Lunartic: Alright. Moony?

(Moony is staring in the distance at Starry.)

Lunartic (scoffing): Jeez, just move on already...

Moony (reluctantly): ...alright...

(Cut to Phantous building his team...)

Phantous: Alright, we've got... 5? People?

(Comedai, Tragedai, and Mime are counted as 1, 2, and 3, while Paperplates says "Yep!" and is counted as 4.)

Phantous (thinking): Good...

(He turns and looks at the pool of contestants.)

Phantous (excitedly): How about these?

(He points at Hangman, Starry and House.)

Hangman (hovering over): Alright..

Starry (walking alongside): Sure, I suppose...

House (sitting): You guys are creepy, no thanks!

(⅞ Team Members!)

Phantous (to GyroGyro, Penta, and Cloudy.): You three?

Cloudy (intently): Sure! I'll join!

Phantous (excitedly): Yeah!

(8/8 Team Members!)

Question Mark (to Lunartic and Moony): Let's merge teams to make a full set.

Lunartic, overlapping Moony, said "Alright."

Moony noticed Sunny's disappearance and said— "Wait, where's Sunny—?"

Lunartic, shrugging, says; "Oh well, one less issue."

Sunny, holding GyroGyro, says; "I want him!! He's so silly!!"

Lunartic yells at Sunny, screaming— "Sunny, what have I said about—"

(GyroGyro haunts Lunartic into a daze.)

Question Mark, referring to The Colon Duo, adds; "also these two!"

Angel, at the same time as Devil, says; "Salutations!"

Devil, at the same time as Angel, says; "PERISH!"

Sunny, agreeing, shouts; "YAY!!"

The Gourd, listing, noted "then by automation, Star, Heart, Penta, Triangula, House, Cuby, Lightning and Flower are all on the same team!"

Sunny immediately chiming in ring; " Oh!!! I bet this team will be so FUN!"

("Team FUN!" is now Team 1's Team Name.)

Phantous shouts; "They're naming teams?! Well, I formed this team with Comedy, Tragedy, Mime and Paperplates since we were already a group... why not be..."

("The Masquerade" is now Team 2's Team Name.)

The Gourd, to Star, Heart, Penta, Triangula, House, Lightning, Cuby and Flower, said: "and you're...?"

House, confused says; "What?"

(Team "What?" is now Team 3's Team Name.)

Star offended, shouts: "THAT'S NOT WHAT HE—!!"

The Gourd, clapping, cuts in with: "Alright, be quiet now!"

The Gourd now turns around and stares at a piece of land.

Hangman, after a moment of awkward silence, asks: "So what's the first challenge?"

The Gourd then hovers his hands over an area, an aura pulsating as from the ground, a strange stone structure erects.

The Gourd now blasts upward.

Hangman disappointingly groaned; "I'll go after him."

House curiously asked; "How will–?"

Hangman groans before grabbing House and being raised by his rope upwards.

Hangman arrives, followed by The Gourd clapping.

The contestants appear as Gourd says–

The Gourd would now announce— "CONTESTANTS! The first challenge... is to cross an OBSTACLE COURSE DANGLING ABOVE LAVA! Watch the example contestants VERY closely!"

A Circle and an Egg are used.

"You must find a way to get to the other side of this vat of lava! Use either the large, yet trickety platforms, or the thin-yet-stable beams! If you fall into the lava and die, you are DISQUALIFIED!" Gourd says.

"Wait, you're going to let us die—?" Starry asks, being ignored as Gourd shouts "GO!"

"Oh, alright—" Starry said as we pan over to Team Fun.

"Guys! I have a plan!" Moony said.

"Shoot." Devil Colon said.

"Sunny and Colon Duo, you guys can carry us across the obstacle course while me and Lunartic simply do the obby!" Moony stated.

"Sounds good! ^^" Angel said, now picking up Question Mark on her head, While Devil Colon carried Exclamation Mark, who began screaming, on his back.

Sunny now jumped into the lava, being unaffected, and caught GyroGyro and Period.

The Colon Duo now flew over the Obby, and waited for Gourd.

"Hoho! Excellent loophole skills!" He praised. "I never said you CAN'T just avoid the obby, so The Colon Duo, Question Mark, and Exclamation Mark are safe!"

Switching to Team "What?" and The Masquerade.

Cuby began trying to hop across the large-yet-trickety platforms, inviting Heart along.

"Uhm, there isn't much room, darling!" Heart exclaimed, despite there being a perfect amount of room on the platform.

Paperplates jumped, only to be blown into the vat of lava and burn.

"7 members on The Masquerade remain!" Gourd annouced.

"Aren't you gonna bring her back or something?" Question Mark said to Gourd, who blinked, before closing his hand into a fist, and...

COOL 80S DRUM RIFF!

Paperplates was back! ...with a small stain of soot on her.

Mime and Phantous got across, since Hangman was carrying them, while Cloud carried Starry across.

"Alright, that means—" Phantous was about to speak...

"WHATTERS!! HURRY IT UP!! THERE'S ONLY 2 MEMBERS ON BOTH TEAMS LEFT!!" Star shouted.

Penta, Lightning, House, and Triangula are safe!

Sunny, Period and GyroGyro are also safe!

Switch to Moony and Lunartic.

"Loonie, c'mon!" Moony said to Lunartic.

"...I could kill you right now if I wanted to." Lunartic said.

"...Loonie, no."

"Do it.

For us."

Randomly, as Heart and Cuby were about to cross, an asteroid was thrown at the two, blocking their paths.

"Good girl." Lunartic said, now crossing the platform to be considered safe alongside Moony.

"TEAM FUN IS SAFE! MASQUERADIANS! WHATTERS!ONE OF YOU WILL BE ELIMINATED! HURRY IT UP!" Gourd annouced, as Comedy and Tragedy now rushed.

Star tackled Comedy, killing both himself and Comedy.

"Comedy is disqualified!"

"Yes!" Heart said, glad her off-screen suggestion worked.

"Which means since Tragedy crossed, albeit crying, THE MASQUERADE IS SAFE!" The Gourd announced.

"No!" Heart said.

"Team What?, you're on the chopping block tonight." Gourd said.

The Gourd now flies out of the chamber, flying downwards before teleporting the contestants back onto ground level.

"You have a few moments before the elimination ceremony begins! GOOD LUCK." The Gourd said, before cackling maniacally and dissolving into the air.

"Hey, hey! It's alright!" Phantom said, trying to comfort a flailing Tragedy.

"Eugh, overreaction..." Heart groaned. "For real..." Lightning agreed. "Tsk... speaking of which, I think we know who to eliminate..." Heart told Lightning, "Ugh, yes! That FREAK has GOT to go, like honestly, what was he even doing...?"

Star and Comedy were then revived.

"Let's go." Star said. "FREAKS! Follow me. WE'VE got a plan."

ELIMINATION TIME!

"Welcome to elimination, Team What?, all 8 of you will now vote for ONE person to be eliminated. Whoever has the most votes LEAVES, voting... is NOW."

IN THE BOOTH

"Goodbye, silent-y." Star votes Cuby.

"Nobody will miss you!" Heart blows a kiss.

"I have to get on their good side, sorry buddy." Penta votes Cuby.

"Uhm... I don't... like her... she makes me feel... uncomfortable." Triangula votes Heart.

House casts a vote.

"We've GOT to stick together! We're like, BFFLs right now!" Lightning votes.

Cuby angrily slams a button.

"The way they're treating poor Cuby... I despise that woman..." Flower sighs deeply and votes.

VOTES ARE IN!

"If you get a Marshmallow, you will be SAFE!" The Gourd announced.

FIRST SAFE IS...

Star!

"Oh yeah! I knew I could count on you guys."

Lightning...

"Let's go girl!" Lightning exclaims to Heart.

Flower.

"Ooh, yay! <)" Flower says, taking his marshmallow.

and House!

House opens his door as the marshmallow flies through.

Now half of you are safe;

and half of you are NOT.

"OWOWPSJWPNDPDJAPWJEOE!!!"

Triangula, you're overreacting. You're safe.

and so is Penta.

One of you got 3 votes.

The other got 5.

Heart is shocked as she stares at Cuby angrily.

THE LAST PERSON SAFE IS...

HEART WITH 3 VOTES.

Cuby is out, receiving 5 votes from the rest of his team.

Cuby begins frantically scribbling, however, Gourd begins to spin the Cube back into...

A lifeless Nintendo GameCube.

Flower stares in shock as Heart and Star celebrate.

"That's all for today...

SEE YOU NEXT TIME. :-)"

END.

AROS was written by TheWiseGuest.

All characters' voices, present or not, were acted out by L. Alberto S.

FIN.

JOIN ANOTHER RANDOM OBJECT SHOW TO WIN YOUR DEEPEST DESIRE.

Cuby holds the flyer, before gripping it.

[local-idiotic-texan]

Daddling around in digital drawing. Plus! Meet Sunny. He'll probably be featured in a blog soon. CHECK OUT OTHER BLOGS!! https://www.tumblr.com/blog/ask-mtbg

[avixthecat]

guess who got bit by the character making bug again~ me<33

[announzingforya]

JUST MET ANOTHER OBJECT SHOW FAN AT SCHOOL TODAYYYY!!!

YIPPEE!!!!!!!!

[euclydya]

💰 (ur very cool btw)

HMMMMMMB.

When we're bored up front and Inland also happens to be up front we just throw things through its head. Tbis does not bother it whatsoever like it doesn't hurt or anything and Inland doesn't feel anything so we've kinda made it a game 2 see how much random shit we can throw through inland's head/face... thing. Tbe biggest object successfully tossed through it so far has been Myself 😃👍❗ -Half Light

In unrelated news Either our headspace is falling apart or the innerworld view has shifted to HARRY'S headspace of all things bc 90% of the time it's just a black void. I mean we'll take that over the Cold Cave Full Of Fog that we've been having for the past.., month almost??? But. Screams. Girl dot com. I miss hte small cabin thingy we had like 2 months agoNFJDDJCJXJXJC Trant can teleport us back there if he focuses Rlly hard on it but he's not always uP FRONT like bitch (!!!) @ our brain WORK WITH US PLEASE stop changing the headspace so often!!!!!!!!! JDJDJDFJDKDKDJD

LIKE IT'S NOT A SERIOUS ISSUE it's just Annoying. -Electrochem

[cashmoneyyysstuff]

another childhood friends to lovers believer???? YES YES YES!!!! can i please request bakugou and reader moving in together, and reader shows him a memory box she's kept since they were kids...like photos, random trinkets he got her, pressed flowers, birthday cards...and he's like one second away from bursting into tears, because this is 2 decades worth of love (and many more to come) 😭🥹💗 thank you, mwah x 💖

memory box !

you take a trip down memory lane..

a/n : OH. MY GOD. I literally Had to write this this is genuinely adorable anon you are SMACKING. i lub this

cw: literally all fluff, CHILDHOOD FRIENDS TORAGAHAHEHG, katsuki gets emotional quickly and i live by this, lmk if i missed sum !

“oi !” katsuki calls out from behind you “do i throw this out or not ?”

you look back, only to see a little red box in his hands. your little red box.

you shoot up, dropping the clothes you were stacking in your shared dresser. “no, don’t!” you reach out and hold your arms up, katsuki looks even more confused, eyebrows furrowing harder.

he shakes your box around, bringing his ear to it to hear the rattling and clinking of the objects inside. “what the hell is in this thing ?”

“don’t shake it around like that !” you shriek, ripping the box out of your boyfriend hands and leaving him shocked. you smile to yourself, slowly sitting down on the wooden floors of your new apartment. your new apartment with katsuki.

“i never actually showed you this, huh.. ?” you watch as he follows you after a moment of looking at you like you’ve grown a second head, crouching down next to you with eyes fixed on your little shoe box. you remove the lid and immediately a sense of nostalgia shoots through you, you hadn’t looked at this for a while now.

“this is my memory box, i’ve had it for years.. i think since i was..what, seven ?” you wonder out loud, you’d definitely had it for a long, long time. katsuki sits next to you silently while you excitedly look through it.

“oh yeah, definitely seven—look this is the friendship bracelet i made for us !” you exclaim excitedly. it’s definitely more than a bit worn, that was the main reason you put it in this box, it was the first item you’d put in there.

you’d made one for you and one for katsuki, using your precious loom band box set you’d gotten for christmas. you’d used up all of your orange and black for it and worn yours until it started fraying. you almost cried when one of the bands snapped and you’d gotten too big for it, or it had just gotten too little for you. you refused to throw it away and found a random empty shoe box to put it in, and the rest was history.

“oh, and these are left over tickets from when we went to the fair, my keychain you got me from the aquarium—i remember you begged your mom for it.” you laugh, begged was an understatement. you remember how mitsuki pulled him away because he was causing a scene, you didn’t understand why he was so insistent on getting a souvenir, you had a good day as you all walked around looking at fish and katsuki dragging you around by the hand like he built the place himself. you remember how excited he got when you got to the shark exhibit.

you didn’t get it, until he stopped you when you were ready to leave with your own parents, grabbing you by the back of your shirt and avoiding your gaze as he stretched his little arms out and wordlessly offered you a little penguin keychain, mumbling something about how you looked happy when you saw them, ears pink while his mom smirked behind him, his father smiled down at you both kindly.

that was the first present he’d ever bought for you. with his mom’s money of course, you giggle at your own thoughts. but he’d still gotten it for you because he thought it’d make you happy. it was your treasure and you wore it on your bag for years until it started getting dirty, and you’d hid it in your shoebox to keep it safe.

you suddenly realize your boyfriend’s been awfully unlike himself for the past few minutes, silently blinking at the contents of your box and now at your little keychain.

you suddenly feel a bit self conscious, maybe he thought it was weird..

you blink in surprise when he reaches for your penguin chain and you offer it to him. it’s a bit brownish now, having lost its shine over the years. he runs his thumb over the fuzzy faux fur.

“thought you forgot about this..” he mumbles to himself.

your eyes shoot wide. “wha—no way ?!”

“ya stopped wearing it on your bag so i thought you got rid of it.” he doesn’t look angry, simply observing the chain, letting it dangle in the air.

“i just didn’t want it to get any dirtier than it clearly already is” you joked. you’re in deep now, shuffling around for more items in your box. katsuki joins you this time, pulling out an old picture.

“holy shit.” he breathes. you catch a peek at what he’s looking at only to see the both of you.

“woah, we were so small !” you giggle. it was a picture of your grade school entrance ceremony. you remember katsuki stubbornly refusing to take it and it took his mom about ten minutes to get him to stay put and take the shot. you’re all smiles, waving at the camera like you’d been instructed to and gripping katsuki’s hand. said little boy had an angry, angry frown on his face, sticking his tongue out at the camera.

“you’re cheeks were huge.” you laugh, katsuki sits down properly to nudge your shoulder with a huff. “shaddup,” he says, though there was no real bite to his words. “you weren’t any better than me.” you laugh some more and continue to pull things out. “where’d you even get this ?” he asks.

“your mom gave me a copy.”

“fuckin—of course she did.”

there’s a blurry picture you’d managed to take of katsuki when you’d gotten your first polaroid camera, and some pictures from when you’d convinced him to get in a photo-booth from your first date at the fair. dozens of birthday cards he’d written for you, you’re tempted to read them all right now but you worry katsuki might get embarrassed and actually throw the box out, so you’ll do that later.

the flowers he’d plucked out of the ground one random afternoon at his house, a rock he'd given you because it looked cool, a couple of seashells you found at the beach together, a dried up four leaf clover he claimed would bring you good luck, the container of the lip balm you were wearing when he kissed you for the first time. years worth of memories all in your little shoebox.

“fuck, you really kept all this stuff..” you hear katsuki mutter. you turn to see him still with that elementary school picture in hand, staring at it thoughtfully.

“course i did.” you hum, leaning against his side. “i spent all of my childhood with you suki, that’s unforgettable to me. i wanted to make sure i wouldn’t ever forget how much you mean to me.” katsuki’s eyes fix yours as you continue talking. and you realize how they slowly turn glossier. he realizes when you do and quickly ducks his head, scoffing to himself but a sniffle slips out.

“hey..” he shakes his head, you don’t continue, only reaching to hold him in your palms. he shoves his cheek against one, chuckling to himself.

“shush.” he mutters, voice cracking, his eyes remain shut to not let anything slip. he presses a kiss to your skin, grabbing at your wrist. "you're gonna be the fuckin' end of me, y'know ?" you laugh, rubbing your thumb against his skin, you feel him sigh against your palm.

"love you."

you smile "i love you too" you whisper back. "so, you still wanna throw it out ?" you joke, katsuki's eyebrows furrow.

"fuck, no." he asserts "it's staying here, an' i'll give you more shit to fill it up with."

and you truly couldn't be more excited, starting a new chapter of your life with the boy that had shared it all with you. you want your shoe box to be filled to the brim with more and more memories of you both, all of them just as close to your heart as the last.

"hmm," you hum "can't wait."

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[vintage-fuzz]

Honestly, viewing Ford & Fiddleford’s relationship from the perspective of a Gravity Falls citizen is kind of crazy because, it’s the early 80s & this elusive, out-of-towner scientist has been working & living by himself in a secluded woodland cabin for like 6 years & then, all of a sudden, this southern scientist guy joins him &, on occasion, they start showing up in town together, going to the carnival with one another & eating at the diner together amongst various other activities.

As the months pass, the cracks in their relationship begin to show, even to outsiders, all the while coinciding with even stranger occurrences than normal. Unexplained beams of light emanate from their shared cabin, gravity’s pull on the Earth lessens, causing people & objects to float in midair at random intervals & the scientists themselves seem visibly sleep-deprived, on-edge & paranoid.

This escalates to them having a very public & highly volatile argument at the local diner they frequent, in front of numerous other patrons. They’d see Ford storm off & curse Fiddleford under his breath, tossing a ring into the lake. They’d see Fiddleford’s desperation & fear, as he hopelessly urges Ford to accept the thesis (which, to them, just look like various non-specific papers) he painstakingly put together for him, pleading with him to abandon their project.

Then, with no warning, the southerner just disappears, only to reemerge years, if not decades later as a crazed recluse. The main scientist, however, he’s still showing up in town, but this time around he’s different somehow, he’s wild, unhinged & downright masochistic. He wreaks havoc on the townsfolk & upon himself as he harasses law enforcement, strips naked, eats live spiders, & even becomes an early adopter of the “tramp stamp” &, is overall, a general nuisance.

After causing a bit of chaos, he just straight up disappears for a few weeks until he announces that now he gives guided tours of his lab & has a mullet. Nearly all of this happens before the Society of the Blind Eye has properly formed too, so unless Fiddleford was just going on mass mind erasing sprees in his spare time, there’s no way people forgot about this, at least not immediately.

In conclusion, all of this just looks like an extremely messy breakup, which, is partially true, lmao.

[bklynsboys]

The Theory on Other Halves

pairing: spencer reid x reader summary: "there's an old buddhist saying, i once read, that when you meet your soulmate, remember that the act to bring you together was 500 years in the making." genre: fluff word count: 1k author's notes: i wrote this because this particular line of spencer's is one of my absolute favorites! i think it's really beautiful how all of the people we love were meant to be in our lives since 500 years ago. and of course, as a fan of space & constellations, i had to insert it into this fic. enjoy <3

THE AIR HUNG HEAVY WITH THE AFTERMATH OF A PARTICULARLY BRUTAL CASE—TYPICAL FOR A DAY IN THE BAU. Dust specks danced in the pale slivers of moonlight filtering through the blinds. Hotch decided it'd be best to give the team a few hours to rest in the motel before heading back home. If it were up to you, you'd be back in your bed as soon as humanly possible, but rooming with the resident genius, Dr. Spencer Reid—the object of your unspoken affections—is an opportunity you wouldn't miss.

For months, the two of you have shared a silent dance of exchanged glances and shared interests. Your colleagues, particularly the girls whom you confided in, seemed to think it was mutual. Now, you sat across from each other on motel beds, a comfortable silence blanketing the room. You traced a thoughtful finger along the rim of your empty coffee cup.

"You have a constellation," he said softly, breaking the stillness.

Your gaze flicked to Spencer, then down to your arm where his hand had landed. A faint scattering of moles dotted the inside of your forearm, resembling a modicum of stars. A small smile tugged at your lips.

"Looks like Ursa Major," he mused, tracing the pattern with his finger. "Though perhaps a little worse for wear, and without the usual bright light, of course."

You chuckled, mirroring his action on your arm. There, nestled just below your elbow, was a crescent moon birthmark, a surprise you always enjoyed revealing.

"Here's another one," you offered.

He turned his hand, examining the crescent with a childlike curiosity. " It's beautiful," he said simply.

"Did you know," Spencer added softly, his voice barely a murmur, "that the ancient Greek saw Ursa Major as a bear?"

You tilted your head, surprised by the random fact. " A bear?"

A smile played on his lip. " Apparently, the constellation's asterism resembled the animal to them. Makes you wonder what they saw in the night sky that we don't."

"Well, my mom had a different take on that," you began, a fond memory surfacing. " She used to say my moon and stars meant I'd meet a space nerd someday who'd love these marks, and we'd be orbiting each other, kind of like the Earth and the sun. She was into soulmates, you see, and space."

The conversation flowed easily, a map of your bodies sketched through shared stories. You pointed to a jagged scar on your knee, the fading memory of you running around and ending up with a scrape on your knee. He, in turn, showed you the faint line on his palm, a souvenir from a particularly enthusiastic attempt at a science experiment as a child.

Your fingers trailed down the faint scar near his hairline, so faint one wouldn't notice it if they weren't looking at Spencer's face intently. "What's this from?" you asked gently.

Spencer chuckled. " You know, how I have really bad coordination?" He sighed. " I was lost in a book, I ran straight into a doorpost. My mom called me 'Crash' after that."

You squeezed his hand gently, a silent understanding passing between you. You knew how much Spencer cherished his mom, especially with her health declining. Sharing stories about her felt like a tender offering of his vulnerability.

He returned the gesture, his thumb tracing the faint outline of a mango-shaped birthmark on your back. " My mom swears it's from all the mangoes she craved while pregnant," you said with a laugh, remembering your childhood debates about the science behind birthmarks.

As the night wore on, your exploration became a conversation without words. You ended up curled up on one bed. You ran your fingers over the slight dip in his lower back, a lingering ache from a wrestling match between an unsub gone wrong. He skimmed his thumb across the freckle dusting your shoulder, a map of sun-drenched summer days.

There was no urgency, no pressure. Just a quiet appreciation for the way your bodies, like your minds, fit together, like puzzle pieces worn from being fitted together—entangled from experiences, both big and small. In the faint intimacy, you found a deeper connection, a comfort that transcended beyond just physical.

Suddenly, Spencer spoke, his voice soft. " Maybe your mom was right, you know."

"Right about what?" You murmured, head tilting at the man's question.

His gaze met yours, a thoughtful crease furrowing his brow. " About finding your soulmate," he said hesitantly. " There's an old Buddhist saying, I once read, that when you meet your soulmate, remember that the act to bring you together was 500 years in the making."

A thoughtful hum escaped your lips. " That's beautiful, Spencer," you whispered.

He continued, a hint of a smile playing on his lips, "Plato once wrote humans used to have four arms, four legs, and two faces, but Zeus split us in half as a punishment for our pride, and we were destined to walk the Earth searching for our other half."

A soft blush crept up your neck. You hadn't expected such a personal turn in the conversation.

"Plato," you murmured, surprised." The one who wasn't a big fan of the soulmate idea, right?"

Spencer's lips curved into a small smile.

"True," he admitted. "But even a brilliant mind like his couldn't deny the undeniable pull we sometimes feel towards certain people. Maybe the Greeks weren't so far off . Maybe the stars, the constellations, these little imperfections on our skin... Maybe they all tell us a story of where we belong."

His words hung in the air, heavy with unspoken meaning. You found yourself captivated by the way the moonlight glinted in his eyes.

"So," you finally spoke, your voice barely a whisper, "are you saying we're destined to be wandering halves searching for the other?"

Spencer shook his head slowly, his gaze never leaving yours. "No," he said, his voice a smooth cadence. " Maybe... Maybe we already found each other."

The silence that followed was thick with unspoken sentiments. The air crackled with a tension that both terrified and exhilarated you. Your heart hammered against your ribs, a frantic drumbeat to the quiet reverberation of the night. Curled beside him, Spencer's arm draped casually across you, its weight a comforting presence, you drifted off to sleep.

A faint smile touched Spencer's lips as he listened to your soft snores. "Good night," he whispered into the darkness.

[kaluxsims]

This is another one of those times when I have a small idea that gives me another idea and another until there's a whole thing. Originally, I just wanted to repo Decat's single Traditional bed to Shaundak's 3t2 bunkbed. Once I'd done that (well, the other way around), I wanted a double bed. It spiraled from there. Now it's a whole bedroom set, with a little mini nursery set.

As usual for my big posts, you can download the whole thing now, if you want. There are also download links down at the bottom. It's available with my recolors merged with my edit of Decat's bed or everything separate. (Decat's recolors are separate in both versions, because they're very similar to mine. They've been edited to include the textures for the changing tables.) Michelle's upper bunk (included) is needed for the bunkbeds, or a similar raised or shiftable single mattress. An inaccessible bed mod might be needed. Lordcrumps' shadow file is included and required.

Download:

Merged: SFS or MediaFire Separate: SFS or MediaFire

More info and a better look at everything below the cut.

The entire set is repo'ed to my edit of Decat's single bed. I lowered the footboard and moved it closer to the mattress. I also edited the UV mapping on both Decat's single and Shaundak's bunk, among other small edits. Both have different file names than the originals, but keep the same GUIDs. Be sure to delete the originals if you want to make sure everything shows up ok. All other GUIDs are randomized. Collection files are included. No bedding is included. Bedding is repo'ed to the standard BG textures.

There are two versions of every object, regular and simple. Simple versions have straight lines and less embellishment.

Objects and poly counts:

Single bed: 2606

Simple single bed: 2126

Double bed: 3318

Simple double bed: 2838

Bunkbed: 4032

Simple bunkbed: 3528

Endtable: 841

Simple endtable: 823

Endtable (high): 841

Simple endtable (high): 821

Crib: 3303

Simple crib: 2823

Changing table: 3612

Simple changing table: 3132

Now for the extensive previews...

And my recolors. All of my recolors for this set were made with Iakoa's GIMP curves for icad's woods, except for black and white.

If you didn't download at the top, I'm not gonna make you go all the way back up there.

Download:

Merged: SFS or MediaFire Separate: SFS or MediaFire

Credits: @decat2 for the original single bed mesh and edited texture, Shaundak for the 3t2 bunkbed mesh, Michelle (MTS) for the upper bunk mattress, @iakoasims (retired) and @dramallamadingdang for icad wood palette, @lordcrumps for the shadow file, @pforestsims for kind help and patience

[solxamber]

Hiii!! first time requesting and I absolutely love your white rabbit and angel one, but what about a jellyfish mc with the octavinelle trio and diasomnia group? Where their head empty an airhead but is actually really smart but gets distracted easily.

Octavinelle + Diasomnia with Airhead! Jellyfish! Reader

Azul Ashengrotto

Azul was prepared for almost anything—except you. At first, your airheaded nature confounded him. You’d stare blankly into space during conversations, occasionally blurting out unrelated thoughts like, “Do you think stars get lonely?” or “What’s the difference between squid ink and octopus ink?”

To Azul, you seemed like an easy mark. Someone too scattered to notice loopholes in contracts or the fine print. But the first time he tried to rope you into a deal, you stared at the contract for an uncomfortably long time, then pointed out five contradictory clauses and suggested a more efficient way to write it.

Azul had never been so humiliated yet so intrigued. How could someone so spacey also be so sharp? He began inviting you to the Mostro Lounge under the guise of needing “assistance,” but it was just an excuse to pick your brain.

He’d grumble when you got distracted mid-conversation to follow a particularly shiny object, but he found himself watching you with a mix of exasperation and fondness. Your unconventional intelligence challenged him, and your whimsical nature softened the edges of his ambition.

Jade Leech

Jade found your airheadedness endlessly entertaining. At first, he mistook it for naivety, but when you casually corrected one of his mushroom classifications while admiring a random shell, he realized there was much more to you.

You fascinated him. The way your attention flitted from one thing to another like a butterfly, yet you still managed to come up with solutions to problems no one else could. Jade often tested your intelligence by subtly steering conversations into complex topics, only for you to surprise him with insightful answers delivered in the most absentminded tone.

“Jade, did you know the anglerfish has a symbiotic relationship with bacteria for its light?” you’d say, staring off into the distance. And just like that, Jade’s carefully laid plan to throw you off would unravel.

He enjoyed the unpredictability you brought into his life. Your head-empty demeanor paired with startling intelligence kept him on his toes, and he wouldn’t trade it for anything.

Floyd Leech

“Oh, Shrimpy’s got no brain cells, huh?” That was Floyd’s first impression of you, and for a while, he treated you like his personal amusement. He’d throw random questions your way just to see what absurd answer you’d come up with.

But the day you absentmindedly explained the physics behind the Mostro Lounge’s faulty pipe system and how to fix it? Floyd was floored. His mouth hung open for a good five seconds before he burst out laughing. “You’re a sneaky little jellyfish, aren’t ya?”

From then on, Floyd decided you were his favorite. He’d sling an arm around your shoulders and drag you around, showing you off like his prize catch. “Shrimpy’s dumb-smart,” he’d declare to anyone who’d listen, grinning ear to ear.

He loved how unpredictable you were, never knowing if you’d say something brilliant or completely off-the-wall. Floyd thrived on chaos, and you were the perfect mix of calm airhead and hidden genius to keep him entertained. He might tease you endlessly, but deep down, he adored you for being unapologetically yourself.

Malleus Draconia

When Malleus first met you, he found your airheaded nature oddly calming. Unlike others, you didn’t seem intimidated by his presence. Instead, you’d blink at him in wide-eyed wonder before blurting out random thoughts like, “If dragons hoard treasure, do they also have snack stashes?”

At first, Malleus assumed your absentmindedness was due to a lack of understanding. But during one of your meandering conversations, you casually corrected his misconceptions about a historical event—one even he hadn't noticed. He realized you weren’t just carefree; you were deeply knowledgeable in your own peculiar way.

Your ability to switch between whimsical musings and sharp observations fascinated him. He found himself seeking you out for your unique perspective, even if you occasionally got distracted by a passing butterfly mid-discussion.

“Child of Man, you are quite… unique,” he’d say with a soft smile, finding solace in your unorthodox approach to life.

Lilia Vanrouge

Lilia thought you were adorable. Your head-empty demeanor reminded him of the carefree youths he’d seen in his centuries of life. He’d often pop out of nowhere to startle you, laughing when you gasped and then immediately got distracted by a question like, “Why is it called a jump scare if I didn’t jump?”

But it didn’t take long for Lilia to notice the flashes of brilliance hidden behind your seemingly aimless chatter. You’d drop profound insights into conversations as if they were afterthoughts, leaving him pleasantly surprised.

“Oh-ho! You’re sharper than you let on, aren’t you?” he’d tease, ruffling your hair affectionately.

He loved how unpredictable you were, and he often encouraged your tangents just to see where your mind would wander. To Lilia, you were a delightful enigma—one that made his long life all the more entertaining.

Silver

Silver appreciates your calm presence, even if he sometimes struggled to keep up with your wandering thoughts. He’d sit quietly as you mused about the stars or wondered if birds dream, finding your voice soothing no matter how odd the topic.

He initially thought you were simply a kind but scatterbrained individual. However, when you offhandedly helped him improve his sword stance with an unexpectedly insightful comment, he realized there was more to you than met the eye.

“You notice things most people overlook,” he said, his tone soft with admiration. From then on, he started paying closer attention to your words, knowing they often carried hidden wisdom.

Silver respected your unique way of thinking and found comfort in your presence, even when you got distracted mid-sentence. To him, you were a gentle yet brilliant soul, someone who brought unexpected light into his life.

Sebek Zigvolt

Sebek was baffled by you. At first, he couldn’t fathom how someone so easily distracted could survive at Night Raven College, much less so many Overblots. He’d often lecture you, only for you to nod absentmindedly and then ask something completely unrelated, like, “Do crocodiles ever get lonely?”

It drove him up the wall. He thought you lacked focus, which was unacceptable to him. But then, during a heated argument about magical theory, you calmly pointed out a flaw in his reasoning that left him speechless.

Sebek stared at you, wide-eyed, before clearing his throat and crossing his arms. “Hmph! I see you’re not as oblivious as you appear,” he muttered, trying to mask his begrudging respect.

Despite his initial frustrations, Sebek grew to admire your hidden intelligence. He’d still scold you for your airheaded tendencies, but deep down, he appreciated your unique perspective and the unexpected wisdom you brought to the table.

Masterlist

[another-random-object-show]

ANOTHER RANDOM OBJECT SHOW: SEASON 2, EPISODE 2 "It won't be Long."

Telephone nervously tapped his foot as The Losers stood around in silence. “Alright! We may have lost the FIRST challenge but…” Telephone pauses. “We can win the next one! Just.. gotta be motivated!” He says, enthusiastically. “or be more focused; I think SOME of us here are dead weight.” Hammer said, staring at Diamond and Money Bag. “…I get I made us all lose last time, but can we—” Soda Can says, apologetically before being cut off; “Nawh, you have potential; you’re fine. THOSE two however? Rich Preps. Never had to work a day in their lives..” Hammer sneers. “Why excuse you!” Money Bag scoffs.

Taco retreats into a bush, he turns to Ice Cream and Pizza. “They seem easy to infiltrate! We just have to… uh.. befriend them! ..then they'll switch!” Taco cheers. “..wait, your plan was to befriend our enemies?” Pizza asks. “Wouldn't it be easier to just manipulate them, or something?” Ice Cream adds. “…but that's really mean..!” Taco says. “Yeah, well you gotta do mean things sometimes, sweetie.” Ice Cream groans. “Besides, me and Pizza are getting bored watching The Losers, we’re gonna go find some people to talk to.” She says, now walking with Pizza. “See ya! :D” Pizza waves.

Telephone sighs as The Losers disband from the area, followed by a shrill yelp after being startled by Briefcase asking; “Telephone?! Where on Earth is Mr. Kārd, then?!” Telephone replied— “M… mister Kārd is busy, Mr. Briefcase! We just had a heated interaction in which Hammer’s interest intertwined with Mr. Kārd’s..!” Hammer scoffed. “You should tell your boss that he’s the problem with our team, subordinate!” Hammer scowls. “Uhm, er.. uhm… y-yes!” Telephone answered, running off. Soda Can began to follow, stopped by Hammer. “You, stop. Let's discuss a plan.” He said.

Pizza, Ice Cream and Taco now spotted R0BUD, Klubs Kārd, Mannequin and The Cherry Sisters— a clique to infiltrate; they immediately insert themselves into their group.

After securing a spot in the clique, The Foodies, alongside The Losers and The Winners, got brought back to their own areas, The Gourd now announced…

“CONTESTANTS! Today’s challenge will be centered around SHACKS! Teams must build SHACKS to live in! Whichever team has the WORST Shack by the end of the 2 hour period will be UP FOR ELIMINATION!” The Gourd announced.

“Cool, where are the tools?” Pizza asked. “..or boards!” Taco exclaimed.

“…OH.” The Gourd awkwardly spawned in a dozen piles of planks, screws, and construction equipment. “…go ahead!” He said, now snapping to start the 2 hour period.

“Huh– okay, where do we start?” Taco asked Burger. “Uuuuuhhhh…” Bread now got some planks and exclaimed— “I’m on it, don’t worry!!” as he began to foundate the structure.

Meanwhile, Diamond was ranting, talking about the plan until he turned his back, to which Torch said— “Sodie~! …got any plans?”

“I.. uh…” Hammer now spoke for him. “We’ll have to foundate the shack— y’know, concrete and mortar? Yeah. We have to do that, y’all.” Hammer nodded, now taking Soda Can. “Torch, can you—” Torch shrugged and went on with it before Hammer finished. “…huh. and Soda, wanna talk while we do the shack?” He asked. “..uh… y.. yeah!”

As Hammer and Soda Can built the walls, The Cherry Sisters side-eyed Torch and Money Bag, one spoke now. “Are they…?” Cherry asked. “Oh, they're TOTALLY.” Cherri replied. “Ohmygod— I know right?” Cherry accepted. “like just shut up and..!” Cherri said, the two giggled as they watched Torch talk to Money Bag who, for some reason, just couldn't stop flustering at whatever Torch was saying to him. Money Bag eventually huffed and went back to Diamond with his supplies, as did Torch with Hammer.

“See— you need to hold it CAREFULLY— here.” Hammer helped Soda Can use a circle saw but.. it was warm. So warm. So odd. The way he grabbed his hand and gently wrapped it around his waist to insure he’d be safe if anything happened— which he was right.

The Circle Saw suddenly groaned and revealed itself as Sawblade who shouted— “FUCKING HELL— JUST FUCK ALREADY!” as he now flung himself at the two, which failed as Hammer pulled both himself and Soda Can away onto the field— causing Sawblade to fling off.

“Y’GOOD?!” Hammer asked as he held Soda Can. “..aaaaHHHH YEAH.” Soda Can said, flustering to get off. “MHM! Right! Y’know, let’s just.. build this!” Soda Can pointed at the planks. “…how are we supposed to build without a saw?” Hammer asked, resulting in Soda Can to space out. “..ahh, don’t worry, I’m a Hammer! I’ll just nail them in.” He chuckled. “..r-right! Mhm!” Soda Can got up and began to build the shack with what planks they had.

Meanwhile, The Winners were ahead, per usual.

“IT IS FOR CERTAIN WE ARE SAFE.” R0BUDDY said. “Oh, er.. yeah, yep! Mhm! Keep building!” Camera said, sitting in a lawn chair. “If I knew R0BUDDY just did things without question, I would've used him for the first challenge!” Camera admitted to Hot Chocolate. “..er… R0BUDDY’s sentient. You… KNOW that ri—” Camera groans. “..where’s Clown?” He asks. “..Clown is er.. where IS Clown…?”

For The Foodies, who were struggling, things only got worse when…

“Ah.. here we go.. we’re nearly done!” Taco claimed, suddenly, Sawblade came flying through and, while missing Taco, hit Ice Cream. “OHMYGOD” Burger yelped— “STRAWBERRY!!” Pizza screamed, panicked. Bread, however, witnessing this, thought of something… leading him to rush to The Gourd just as it was announced—

“THE LOSERS ARE SAFE!” The Gourd cheered as The Losers had been first to finish their shack.

“Oh… GOOD JOB YOU GUYS!! :D” Bread cheered them on, resulting in Telephone nodding slightly to say— “er.. t.. thank you!”

“…anyways! GOURD! RECOVER ICE CREAM! D:” Bread worried.

As The Gourd recovered Ice Cream, Taco tried to finish his stack, however, Clown, hiding around the corner, shook it and—

“W— WOAHHH!” CLATTER! “FREE MATERIAL?” R0BUDDY heard the clattering and now rushed over to steal the things used in The Foodie’s Shack.

Before they knew it… “THE WINNERS ARE SAFE! FOODIES! YOU’RE UP FOR ELIMINATION!” The Gourd announced.

“..no..! ..I… I did everything right!” Taco sighed. “Don't beat yourself up over it..!” Bread patted Taco’s back. “Besides, Sawblade caused more damage today, I think…” Spade scowled. “More like Taco..! I SAW with my own eyes what you did.” Taco sighed. “or Bread! He abandoned us!” Burger argued. “You guys just wanna get rid of us!” Spade groaned as he walked away, leaving Bread, Burger and Taco.

“Sigh… maybe they're right. I.. would like to—” Taco stopped Burger. “Burgz, no. Don't finish that. You’d be letting Spade’s get the final say.” Burger sighed as Bread furthered— “Exactly! I know it's hard but… we’ve gotta show you guys can be better than him!” Bread pause. “…if he doesn't convince the others.” He sighed as he saw Spade spreading misinformation about Taco.

“AND KLUBS—” Spade was about to give a job to Klubs before Briefcase ahemed. “Mr. Kārds?” Spade recoiled. “Briefcase! Erm…!” Briefcase sighed. “Kārds, do you have any idea where we are? or why you’re spreading.. rumors?” Briefcase reminded. “…a gameshow.. and to… eliminate the competition?” Briefcase sighed at this answer. Leading to Spade being shut by Klubs. “Mr. Case, wait. I must say something.” Klubs said, stopping Briefcase as he spoke to him.

All the while, The Cherry Sisters crept up on Soda Can, lightly shocking him as he was deep in thought.

“OH— SHIT!” Soda Can recoiled upon The Cherry Sisters making a long, windy birdcall. “The.. fuck?” The Cherries giggled then said, “Sorry! We didn't know how to approach—” Cherri said, “anyways, what’s with you and Hammer?” Cherry asked. “Oh. I… I don't know.” Soda Can sighed. “In retrospect, I… don't even know what show I’m on. I didn't even agree to join.” Cherri piqued— “Wait. You didn't agree?” Soda Can seemed confused, saying: “Yeah… why?” The Sisters whisper amongst each other, which Cherry eventually says. “It’s just… that's weird. Every person we’ve talked to— albeit, that's very few— actually joined on their own behalf.” Soda Can seemed slightly intrigued now, and, out of sheer curiosity, asked “Did… you?” The Sisters paused. “…well…” Cherri looked at Cherry, who looked at Cherri. “…I… think uhm…” The Sisters mumble. “…Cherries, it's… yo.. did you or did you not get dragged into the bus by The Gourd?” Soda Can asked. “…no?” Cherry said, Cherri sighing a breath of relief. “Then no, Cherry, we’re perfectly fine! That means Hammer, Diamond and Spade, Bread and Sawblade, and Camera all joined on their own terms!” Suddenly appearing, The Clacker Brothers exclaim— “and don't forget about us!” The Sister exchanges a chuckle as Soda Can asks: “Wait. What? …I thought you guys basically spied on other teams and sometimes us? What—” The Right Brother now states “Simple! We’re both two. Obviously once we caught on, we replicated her! ^^” The Brothers point at a different sister, and begin to bicker, cut off by Cherri saying: “Wait, you were replicating us?” The Right one sheepishly admits— “I, uh… well… it was Jandro’s idea!” He points to the left. “Ay, shut up Luis.” He scowls. “We did it after R0BUDDY suggested it to us.” Soda Can sighs. “Al.. right then?” Cherry now blurts out— “HAMMERCAN—” before being covered by Cherri. “What was that?” Soda Can said. “It’s nothing, just… go spend time with Hammer! :)” Cherri suggests, dismissing Soda Can.

“…Luis, what do you want?” Cherri asks. “Oh… sorry, we—” Alejandro tugged on Luis, pulling him to the right. “HE was just curious about the plan for the next elimination. We’re both safe this time—” Cherri cuts him off. “Elimination isn't really our thing, Al. We can't just make up votes; Cherry’s a prep, I’m a gossip girl, you’re uh…” she pauses. “and Luis is soft.” Alejandro sighed. “Exactly. If we don't start playing cards, we’re gonna end up in shit.” There was silence, then Cherry asked— “sooo… is Luis single?”

Just as Alejandro scowls, and Luis is about to excitedly answer— The Gourd rings out: “FOODERS! MAKE YOUR WAY TO THE ELIMINATION AREA, AND HAVE A VOTE IN MIND.” Cherry sighs as The Clacker Brothers walk off, with Cherri saying to her, “Don't worry, I’m sure we'll reconvene with them… plus, it's not like they're up for voting!” Cherry looks over at Cherri.

With The Foodies now at the elimination zone, The Gourd speaks. “FOODPEOPLE. You are ALL up for elimination against each other.” Spade leans over to Sawblade, whispering something to him, before leaning back. Though Taco notices this, he is focused on The Gourd. “Each person will get a chance to make their vote. The person with the most votes is out of the game. Any objections or questions?” The Gourd surveys the team. “…very well.” The Gourd now snaps his fingers loudly, three times. “MAKE A VOTE.” Spade is the first of the group to get up, being confident in his vote, however ensures Sawblade follows him to the booth.

Spade whispers once again, before entering the voting booth, and complaining: “My, it smells BURNT in here! …damages not paid by who-na-now?” The Gourd corrects from outside, “Lunartic, and stay on task. Make a vote.”

Spade groans. “Fine. Whatever, I already know who's out.” He confidently picks Taco for his vote.

Surprisingly, Sawblade allows Bread and Burger to cut him in line so he can speak to everyone else in line privately, gathering the other four contestants of The Foodies into a quartet line staring at the back.

Bread enters the Voting Booth, and notes this immediately. “Wonder what they're looking at Sawblade for? Maybe he said something? …oh well! Uhm… oh… uhh…” Bread freezes up, causing The Gourd to use the booth’s PA. “What? What's wrong?” He asks. “…I don't… know who to vote for… uhm…” The Gourd sighs. “Listen. I can't help you vote. Sorry. Pick a person, just… whoever you think wouldn’t be nice to you back?” Bread thinks. “..oh! ..so.. Sawblade or Spade?” Bread pauses, sighing after realizing he just asked The Gourd to make a decision for him, which he can't do as the show’s host. “…well… what would Burger pick? He’s nice! …I think… uhm… he seems angry at Spades.. so.. Spade?” Vote counted! “..because… uhm… oh I hope I’m not eliminating someone…” Bread murmurs nervously, exiting the booth and allow Burger follows after, anticlimactically telling an exiting Bread his vote is for “Spade. He’s an asshole.” Taco join in too. “No kidding. Seriously, I don't know why— but I have a feeling he's already found a way to pull SOMEBODY’s strings.”

Sawblade enters after them, then smiles whilst voting for Taco. There is no dialogue from him as he lets the other half of the team come into the voting booth.

Ice Cream follows first. “What a creep! Seriously, time to go!” She repulsed about Taco. “Couldn't agree more. She absolutely has to get out.” Pizza voted with. Of course, came Ramen. Who paused and sighed. “…I wish it hadn't come to this.” She said, lightly tapping a vote.

With that, as Ramen exited the voting booth, The Gourd announced just as she sat down— “The votes are in! Whoever has the most votes shall leave tonight.” He nods, now reading the votes aloud.

“First vote: Spade.”

Spade shifts and sighs, believing this as inconsequential.

“Second vote: Spade.”

Spade slightly perks now, but sits back down as he allows the ceremony to continue.

“Third vote: Taco.”

Taco glares over at Spade, tension present.

“Fourth vote: Taco.”

However, she finds it inconsequential, too, as she is calmed by Burger.

“Fifth vote: Spade. Three votes, Spade.”

Spade now becomes alert, surprised now as he becomes aware of the situation’s severity.

“Sixth vote: Taco. Three votes, Taco.”

Taco is now baffled as he hears that. Now realizing some of the other Foods voted against him.

“Seventh vote: Taco. Four votes Taco, Three Votes Spade. The final vote goes to…”

Spade now gets ready to hear for a Tie, and Taco is confused as to what it was leading to her elimination.

“Taco. With five votes against you, you have been eliminated.”

Spade sits back down, with a sigh of relief. Taco, however, sits up and immediately asks—

“What the hell?!” She stares at the team, Burger coming over. “We are a TEAM?!” Pizza stands up. “That was until I learned you two want to voyage with me and Cream!” He defies. “..what?” Burger asks. “Don't play koi— first you REFUSE to let us use manipulation tatics, now you act dumb?! Do you seriously think we’re genuinely this clueless?!” Ice Cream revolts. “WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU ON ABOUT??” Taco revolts back. “GUYS! Guys! Let's calm down! We can surely settle this over something more calming—” Bread said before Ramen cut him off. “like Hot Chocolate?” Bread agreed, not realizing her hint. “Yes, yes! Such as cocoa! Oh! That's wonderful! Tac–” CLAP! “…o.” The Gourd had already eliminated Taco by the time Bread turned around.

“…I wish it didn't have to come to this.” Ramen sighs. “..come to what?” Burger asks. “YOU and HER don't want cross-team mingling.” Ramen revolts. “…WHAT?” Burger asks. “..what?” Burger groans. “…with… whom?” Ramen sighs, admitting: “Hot Chocolate of The Winners.” Burger perks up. “…in what universe do me or Taco need to make sure you and Hot Chocolate aren't meeting?” Burger asks. “…this one.” Ramen says, growing confused. “…Ramen, is this bychance a romantic relationship?” Ramen flusters. “Well, I—” Burger groans. “Ramen. The point is so long as it doesn't affect the team, I genuinely do NOT care who you're talking with. Seriously, who told you this??” Ramen pauses. “…shit. Sawblade.” Burger groans. “Who’s currently a dogwhistle for Spade, but…” Burger looks over at Spade, who is being assaulted by Sawblade, who is bored. “LET ME CARVE ART INTO YOU!!!” He’d screech. “NO! HANDS OFF ME, FILTH!” Burger turns back. “..yeah. Anyways, knowing this, I need you to gather the others to meet tomorrow. I think I know what happened.” Ramen nodded. “That sounds right. Sawblade talked to us person-by-person, and whispered so nobody else but his targets would hear. That probably means he told each of us a different story so we’d vote for a different reason.” Burger nods. “Exactly. Hence I need to tell everyone this.. and prove it. Again, thanks, and.. seriously, go talk to her if you want.” Ramen nods. “I will.” She says, walking off.

Bread then approached Burger as The Gourd began to close the episode. “Burger, I’m so sorry. I thought I could help but…” Bread pauses looking at Burger, then back at the ground. “..I… yet again failed to make things better. At all.” He says, sighing. “..hey.. it's okay! You at-least TRIED to help us eliminate Spade.” Bread paused. “…would it have made any difference?” Burger sighs. “Of course it would! If you hadn't voted with me and Taco, you’d be just as ill informed as the others.” Burger says, standing up. “…don't beat yourself up over the fact the outcome didn't come out any differently than it would've if you had done nothing. The only people who deserve to beat themselves up are people who didn't even try to do anything.” Bread looks up, confused. “…so I shouldn't feel bad, because I tried?” Burger nods. “Exactly. Here, do you wanna walk around The Plains?” He offers. “…okay.” Bread and Burger now leave the Elimination Area as The Gourd calls out the final lines of the script.

“…here, on Another Random Object Show. Hm.” He claps, causing the torches to go out, and ending the episode once and for all.

END.

Another Random Object Show was written by TheWiseGuest.

FIN.

“Visit us at 56 Takani Ln. in The 51st Today!” Marianna exclaimed.

“…hey, wait— where did the Taco and Burger we were holding just go?” Diana noted as the commercial ended. “…good question? Uhm… huh.” Marianna blinked, deciding to rewind the footage. “…weird— they just… disappeared?” Diana looked at Marianna, then the footage, and paused. “…huh. They… did uhm… huh.”

MEANWHILE, IN THE PLAINS.

“…huh…?” Taco awoke with Burger, being given life. “…what are you saying?” … “…what's going on here—” Burger got up, now interrupted by The Gourd. “Oh good, it worked! Are you two aware of what you’re doing?” He’d ask. “…no?” Taco said. “…we aren't even su—” The Gourd cuts them off again. “GREAT! You two are Taco and Burger, respectively! You hail from Diana and Marianna’s Burgers and Tacos, a… sponsor I found.” He blinks. “..and are officially two new contestants for Season 2 of ANOTHER RANDOM OBJECT SHOW!” Burger now replied— “Hold on, what? I’m sorry, we.. just uhm… wee… huh…” Taco nudged Burger. “Burgs, I’m sure if we stick together we can just like.. make a duo? I guess?” Burger thought for a while, then nodded. “..okay, I guess. Sure.” The Gourd now declared— “WONDERFUL! The show begins in a few months! For now, mind tidying the place as a pre-challenge?” Burger and Taco nod. “Sure! Okay, Taco! Help me pluck weeds!” Taco agrees and gets to work with Burger as The Gourd disappears to create more contestants.

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

maidenless board game club headcanons

Time to bully Azul and Idia :)) I often picture their club meetings being just them shit talking the other person and calling them rizzless…

Any and all mentions of the reader are meant to be gender neutral; gendered terms may still appear in these headcanons, but never in reference to the reader.

Curiouser and Curiouser...

Azul likes to think he’s suave and could bag “anyone he set his mind to.” Eh, why hasn’t he tried to woo anyone then? For him, he states it’s a matter of pride!! He would never be emotionally vulnerable to just anyone, you know. A-And besides, he’s focusing on his business and personal growth right now, he doesn’t have the time to toy with hearts! (Or so Azul insists.)

The reality is, he has never kissed anyone outside of his family. Just soft pecks on the cheeks in greeting, mainly to his mother and grandma. Azul would never admit this out loud though, he thinks it detracts from his “cool” persona.

The thing about Azul is that he overthinks EVERYTHING. He’ll sit there and map out every possible thing that could happen on a date and how he will prepare to handle them. This includes what to say and when he should smile when speaking… He’s charming, yes, and starts off with a strong first impression—but he also tends to come off as too rehearsed or humble bragging about his accomplishments.

Azul’s desperate for a S/O not because he wants one per se, but because he wants validation that he is, in fact, attractive and desirable. After all, he made such an effort to change himself and to come off as confident, intelligent, and capable. He would like to bask in the reassurance that his efforts were worth it, because now he can “have” whoever he wants.

Aaand therein lies another problem. Azul is still stuck in the mindset that relationships are transactional. You do a favor for him? Well, he has to match it. He gives you a gift? Then he expects one back. Yet Azul keeps himself to an emotional distance, too afraid to be completely honest about his flaws.

Idia thinks the issue is Azul’s personality. When Azul demands to know what exactly his clubmate means by that. Idia just sneers and goes off on a tirade. According to him, Azul-shi may look like he’s got everything put together, but since he’s actually a greedy scumbag, no amount of expensive cologne or nice clothes can cover up a rotten core.

Sometimes he and Idia just head back to the Mostro Lounge and pour one out (non-alcoholic drinks like fruit juice) to drown their sorrows. Jade and Floyd show great interest in these sessions, but Azul is cautious about letting any truly embarrassing experiences slip out.

The twins will occasionally dare him to snag a date with whichever random person walks through the doors to the Mostro Lounge next. Azul initially took these as personal challenges and did his utmost to win these dares, but after a string of embarrassing flops he now knows better than to be baited.

Idia is scared of 3D people and prefers to stick to his anime waifus and aidorus. REAL people could never compare! They’re too flawed and unpredictable—and, worst of all, they don’t come with dialogue options and affection meters to help Idia gauge what to do/say and when the Love Flags will trigger! What’s an introverted otaku to do?

He’s the type to openly disparage happy couples and love while secretly craving the warm touch of a flesh and blood person in the depths of his soul. His ideal is a kawaii gamer who’s into all the same things he is! … Unfortunately, he’s way too shy and unconfident to ever take a stab at it!! This is his way of coping.

He goes into the chats of his favorite streamers and tosses tons of money to get his comment read and to be noticed. Idia is the type to get super parasocial with the objects of his affection (he owns all the merch, goes to the events (virtually), has had a membership since day 1, etc.), even if he scoffs at the idea when directly confronted about it.

Literally bro spends his free time moderating Discord servers and Subreddits to complain about dating. Oh, but then the INSTANT he learns a user is single he starts treating them completely differently, calling them cute and his kitten or whatever. It’s amazing how much boldness he gains from behind the safety and comfort of a screen.

He doesn’t realize the value Ortho has as a wingman. Some people are super into the idea of doting on a younger sibling or dating a guy that loves his family—but Idia never brings these up as aspects of himself. Idia often vents about dating to his little bro and then tells Ortho he’s so lucky he doesn’t have to put up with stupid complex human emotions like love. Ortho just stares at him and begs his big bro to not get catfished.

He unfortunately drives people off with his sometimes pompous attitude. He’ll challenge others’ knowledge about his favorite media and get into extended arguments with them about the subjects he’s passionate about. Only “true” fan are allowed here! If you don’t get it, Idia will mansplain to you for hours at a time over VC.

Idia’s frequently the first to instigate (verbal) fights with Azul over their appeal in the dating scene. Offended, Azul usually fires back with some remark about how Idia hasn’t even witnessed him making eye contact with a REAL living, breathing woman. “Fictional women and a ghost bride do NOT count!”

You're nice to Idia ONCE (like, you let him borrow a pencil because he forgot his for an exam) and BOOM instantly this guy is lurking in the corners, giggling creepily ("Hihihihihi...") and shyly watching you from a distance. He's way too anxious to actually try and shoot his shot, but now he's fully convinced you're into him. (Idia lives out his fantasies with you in life sim games to cope with not having you irl 💀)

[charliewrites99]

Me describing characters from Supernatural without ever watching it, based on what I could put together from random tumblr posts

Dean Winchester:

older brother

bi and the closet is glass

psycho-sexual relationship with his car

has a doctor kink

divorced married divorced married widowed by an angel

DADDY ISSUES

don't do this cas

was in hell at one point

shoulder hand print

red-blooded all american hunter manwhore

Sam Winchester:

younger brother

flannel

straight representation (except Gabriel I guess)

Third wheel

dropped out of uni

was engaged to a blond woman (RIP)

a literal walking death sentence to anyone who kisses him

party city wig

was possesed???

the one with common sense???

Castiel:

gay angel

world's saddest eyes

wet soggy orphan beagle

victim of the trench coat epidemic

powerful, but idk about where he lands on the scale

was brainwashed???

the daddy-est of issues (is his father god?)

YOU CHANGED ME DEAN

fish out of water

ditched heaven for the beauty of humanity (Dean's dick)

Jack Supernatural:

destiel child

may or may not be a new god

something celestial

floppy sad boi hair

Gabriel:

just here to have fun do drugs and flirt

trauma

Loki?

Sam's Man Crush Monday

had his lips sewn together at one point

is he dead-dead? or just dead to the writers?

Daddy Winchester:

did not know what he looked like until I went to google the pictures

the worst person to ever exist despite having god and the devil on this show

left the sons the trauma factory that is the family hunting business which killed their mom

doesn't know what hugging looks like probably

Various female-looking objects:

dead girlfriends

beards

that one redhead that called Dean a pussy for not knowing what fifth base is (she seems fun)

another redhead that played Poppy in The Magicians and almost killed Quentin (that I for some reason thought was from Doctor Who)

evil angel girlboss??

This was my contribution for this years November 5th celebration

[aingeal98]

More Jason and Cass thoughts (sorry but also not sorry) but if I was magically given full control over DC and could write what I'd want obviously I'd make Cass Batman but I've been thinking of what sort of reaction and role Jason would have in response. I think I'd write his version of "Congrats on the new job!" as a test, involving the Joker and civilians and gangs and Red Hood and a ton of explosives. Bruce failed me, and now he's given up. You're his successor, let's see how you handle this dilemma that freaked him out so badly he threw a batarang into my throat rather than let me avenge my own death in front of him.

So obviously Cass will overcome the traps and the puzzles. That's the fun part to show how competent both of them are and sprinkle in little character moments as we go. But then we reach the emotional crux of the matter, probably laid out as some sort of saw trap because it's Jason. Here I am, a victim of murder. You say nobody dies tonight but I did, and I want the man who did it dead. Not only did Batman fail to avenge me but he failed to stop the Joker from going on to create even more victims. What right do you have to stop me from getting justice for myself? What right does this man have to life after what he's taken from me and from countless others? I'm not trying to kill a random stranger, I'm specifically demanding justice for my own death that I never got while I was gone.

There are two ways this could go. The straightforward route if I knew my time on this run was limited would probably be a pyrrhic victory like the ones Cass's og series was so fond of. Just like Bruce in utrh, she acts on instinct and saves the Joker (and Jason this time) . A win technically, but she fails the test. Jason is once again vindicated but with nothing to show for it. The story ends with Cass sending the Joker back to jail and going back to the batcave, where the old Robin costume looms judgementally, highlighting her failure. It would be the most fitting end given their character molds, all tragedy and conviction and unstoppable force meets immovable object etc.

However... I think the option I prefer would be a little different. Cass levelling with Jason, a killer talking to a murder victim. She has no right to stop Jason from getting justice, she has no love for the Joker but she knows any death she allows to happen like this would devastate her, just like that death row inmate long ago she tried to break out but ended up letting go once the family of the victim talked to her and demanded justice. I think... In this specific situation, she'd just be honest. Morally she has no right sure. Personally she just really really doesn't want anyone to die. Give her one chance, please. Let her try it her way. Not demanding, not lecturing or insisting, just... Please. Don't do this. Let me try another way.

And then what? Jason asks.

In the end a deal is struck. Cass will take the Joker and lock him up, ensuring he never harms anyone again while also trying to rehabilitate him. But the second she fails and he gets free, Jason kills him and she won't stand in his way. It's the kind of deal that leaves both of them mildly disgusted and dissatisfied with themselves, neither of them naturally creatures of compromise when it comes to this specific topic. But Cass is willing to do anything to avoid death and Jason did not expect the new Bat to be so... Flexible? Kind of? Of course maybe she won't actually hold up her end of the deal and when the Joker gets loose she'll try and stop Jason from killing him and he'll get his miserable vindication, but right now this is something strange and new and he's mildly confused and curious about where it will go. He doesn't believe in her ability to contain the Joker forever but he's willing to let her try because her reaction to that future failure interests him. She's given him a sword of damocles to hang above her head and he didn't ask for it or expect it. It's the type of power he never thought the Bat would just... Hand to him.

The conflict ends with neither of them fully winning or losing. They both don't really know what to feel about this.

The thing is, the second Cass let's Jason kill the Joker she's hanging up the mantle. She's staking the Bat on this, because it's always go big or go home with her when it comes to saving others, even someone like the Joker. In this magical universe where I have unlimited power, Cass would lock the Joker in a secret bunker and have Leslie Thompkins talk to him daily, mostly because I think her pacifism speeches and debates in the comics would make a fun contrast to the Joker's evil sadism. (But what about his rights? Doesn't he deserve a trial and to be held in a regular prison? I'm going to be honest I think Cass would be very comfortable bending the rules on this specific situation. Morally questionable but I'd have fun with it. She's going to let Leslie treat Joker like her personal pet project to save his soul because yes she wants him to change but also she's got a city to save every night so go crazy Leslie, have fun.)

And the Batman series would continue with Cass as the lead, new challenges and new antagonists and every twenty issues or so for the first hundred we'll cut back to the Joker briefly if his chats with Leslie can help highlight some thematic element of the current arc. But bit by bit he'd slowly fade away onto oblivion, maybe getting referenced every hundred issues or so until eventually no one remembers or cares about him because there's so much else going on. Meanwhile Jason's got a good thing going as Red Hood, primarily based in Park Row and a tentative ally on the occasion when their vigilante work aligns. Unlike Joker he's a much more frequent character in the comics, and after say 10 years (this is my magical fantasy universe Cass's batman run is going to last for a very long time alright) when people think of DC characters they think of Red Hood long before they think of the Joker.

Is any of this realistic? Right now of course not. It's why I'd go with the pyrrhic victory if I actually got the chance, because it would be the best way to tell the story in the larger context of the Bat narrative. But it's my fantasy DC editor and writer daydream and I'm going to dream big. They're never going to be normal happy siblings, their personal demons will never fully let them be free and the looming possibility of losing everything they currently have narrative wise if Bruce comes back as Batman will always be there. But it's maybe the closest to peace they'll ever get. Unsatisfying and tame compromise that probably violates several laws and ethical codes but whatever. Cass has never read the Geneva convention and Jason's not going to shed tears over the Joker. Let him die relevancy wise if not physically.

[pyract0]

Random thoughts with MHA men!

☁︎Lowkey just a heap of stupid ideas I had for different characters I thought were funny/ cute. Might extend on a few of these into longer fics if I find the time :) ☁︎Going back to finishing some requests after this! Sometimes read and can't process what I just read so might take a while to finish them all! Feel free to request but might be a bit slow at the moment, but I'll get through them when I can! ☁︎Not really any warnings other than swearing (Tried to keep it to a minimum but habit when I can't think of a fitting word)! Gn/ unspecified reader :))

╰┈➤ Katsuki Bakugo who follows a strict routine he set for himself to get the most out of the day, in bed by exactly 8:30. Yet he coincidently always happens to be awake when you try to sneak in and cuddle under the covers with him. Gets annoyed at you for "interfering" with his schedule, but he never lets himself fall asleep if he knows your planning to visit, even if at ridiculous hours of the night. ╰┈➤ Shoto Todoroki who lacks certain aspects of understanding when it comes to social cues, specifically the idea of personal space after you start dating. Will stand behind you breathing down your neck just wanting to be near you, not realising how odd it appears to anyone passing by. Similarly, will practically sit ON you instead of beside you, squeezing between you and anyone/anything so he can sit right beside you.

╰┈➤ Izuku Midoriya who often forgets or simply doesn't realise when his habit of rambling starts, sometimes scaring the shit out of you when he suddenly breaks the silence. Will need you to sometimes cover his mouth when out in public before he says something that would accidently make any sane person uncomfortable. Talked about murder out of context at least a few times and got y'all kicked out of somewhere </3

╰┈➤ Tenya Iida who understands the concept of money and it's overall value, but frankly doesn't care when it comes to you. Buys you awfully expensive items that reminds him of you/ thinks you'll like, hiding just how much he actually spent so you don't reject it (you know, you just don't have the heart to tell him.) Will gift you like it's only something small and beat himself up for not getting you something better (It cost more than what you make in 3 months). Prides himself on responsibility but it all falls out the window when about his decisions around you.

╰┈➤ Eijiro Kirishima who shows you off like some sort of deity, constantly praising anything and everything you do. Accidently degrades himself while praising you, saying how he doesn't deserve you (he's literally an angel :(( ). Will do anything for you, if you ask him or not, choosing to show just how much he loves you through his actions not just words. Tells you he loves you at least 5 times a day <3

╰┈➤ Neito Monoma who respects you even if you're in class 1a, never speaking poorly of you even when shitting on your class. Stops whenever you're nearby and starts acting all sweet like he wasn't badmouthing each of your classmates to their faces minutes prior. Another one who worships your every movement and the ground you walk on, but instead of degrading himself puts everyone else but the both of you down. (My favourite little menace)

╰┈➤ Hitoshi Shinsou who without fail whenever you're alone hands you some random ass cat inspired thing that reminded him of you. First it was a small succulent pot, next some really doped out looking cat plushie, then a little keychain of a black cat with a witches hat.. it just kept going. Gets you wondering how he manages to keep finding these objects, and how he always manages to have one when you see each other unplanned (He has a little hidden pocket where he stores the little strange trinkets) ╰┈➤ Rody Soul who sometimes activates his quirk, summoning Pino, at the most random hours of night. Will get woken up by your sudden screams, thinking you had a nightmare only for it to have been Pino scaring the shit out of you by sitting on your chest in the middle of the night and scrutinizing your very being (lovingly). Has been forced as a result to spend the next day begging for forgiveness for Pino's actions (He had a dream of you and she was just admiring you with the same level of affection as him, just hers a bit more creepy..)

╰┈➤ Mirio togata who even after years of practice with his quirk, happens to forget what activating it in normal clothes does. Has tried to phase through the ground to surprise you with his sudden appearance just to end up flashing you, both of you now sitting in embarrassment while your struggling to breathe through your laughter. Apologises before joining you in going along with your everyday life (It will happen again)

╰┈➤ Tamaki Amajiki who uses you as a form of protection, not from physical danger but from people trying to communicate with you both. Will hold your hand in his and stand right against your back, head often against yours or on your shoulder while he lets you talk for him as well as yourself. As soon as you finish, will drag you away to a more secluded area and embrace you with more confidence as a way of showing his appreciation for never complaining about his shying away from socialising.

╰┈➤ Giulio Gandini who chooses to not wear his eyepatch when you're both alone, trusting you in his most vulnerable form. Who is able to use his robotic eye as a camera, recording your interactions to preserve the memory. Often pulls up these moments on the screen of his prosthetic arm when you're apart, watching through them when he misses you. Moves certain ones to a USB and prints out photos to give you (some in lockets, some just as a copy to frame) leaving you confused on how he managed to get them. (I love him so much :(( lowkey the main reason I liked the 4th movie sm)

╰┈➤ Touya Todoroki/ Dabi who will only let you help when it comes to dyeing his hair (aka forces you when the black is washing out to help fix it up). Will sit on a random chair he dragged in or the edge of the bathtub while you touch up his roots, probably moves constantly unless you hold his head in place. Gets you to join him in the shower to help wash through it, being a little shit about it and smudging the dye on you so it'll stain.

╰┈➤ Tomura Shigaraki who refuses to touch you with all 5 of his fingers, even after he's confident in his abilities to control his quirk. Will always have a finger lifted from your body while he holds you in his embrace, wearing artist gloves when sleeping beside you just to be safe. Holds your hand constantly when alone like the touch starved person he is but never has a proper grasp, loosely intertwining your fingers while he leaves his pinkie away from your hand.

╰┈➤ Shota Aizawa who similar to his son has a habit of handing you random stuff when he returns home, though his are more concerning. If you had a nickel for every time he came home to hand you a kitten he found in an alley, you would have two but it was very strange it happened twice. Came home after his long shift one night and handed you a cat like it was just another causal Wednesday. So anyways you guys have 2 cats now :))

╰┈➤ Keigo Takami who likes to use his feathers to tickle you at the least expected times, often resulting in a fresh bruise the next day. Will each and every time forget you like to swing when his feathers are tickling at your sides, with your first or leg accidently colliding with some part of his body. One time was his face, another his calf, or the time you accidently hit him where the sun don't shine. He learnt to move back after that one..

[hamsterbellbelle]

Simple Columbarium Niche

DOWNLOAD - end of post

⬇️multi-pics below⚠️⬇️

⬆️2 types of niches: No portrait - Base Game || With portrait - Life & Death pack needed. Each type comes with two style: stone and marble. The marble ones have a more reflective texture.

⬆️This is how the portrait will look like for the Life & Death ones

🐹the niches are all in simlish because (a) I don't know what names to put, (b) I don't want to accidentally naming anyone... 🐹The names are mostly (a) variations of the word "Hamster", (b) Hajsdhjsaiwhd << random typos, (c) variations of the names of the characters from Game of Thrones... 🐹The Epitaph (longer texts) on the niches are phrases from the song "Oh Danny Boy" and "Where Have All the Flowers Gone", or copies of the generated Epitaph from the game

⬆️you can have your sims take their own photo to be the portrait

⬆️there are blank ones available, also PSD files will be provided for inputting your own texts. Instruction and details further down this post.

HOW THIS WORKS:

⬆️both Base Game and L&D niches will start like this when clicked on. The "Assigned to" option will only appear if (1) someone a sim knows has passed away AND (2) a ghost sim cannot assign themselves

⬆️if a sim or ghost sim doesn't know anyone who has passed, only this option will appear

⬆️the "Assigned To" option will lead to this window where you may assign the niche to anyone that your sims has met and is deceased. The deceased sim could be a playable or non-playable ghost.

⬆️the default epitaph is "R.I.P" for both Base Game and L&D niches.

⬆️before assigning any epitaph, these are the available options for both Base Game and L&D niches.

⬆️Engrave epitaph ⚠️any sim can manually engrave epitaph to any assigned niche.

⬆️new epitaph will be shown.

⬆️new options will also appear. NOTE: for the base game - no portrait niches: the red interactions will not appear. But if you have the Life & Death pack and downloaded the base game niches, the red interactions will appear.

⬆️if you leave the epitaph blank then select "Read Epitaph", the epitaph will automatically becomes the object's description

⚠️A FEW IMPORTANT NOTES:

once a niche is assigned to a sim, it cannot be un-assign. It can only be reassigned to another sim.

if a sim is deleted permanently through cheat, AND the niche that was originally assigned to them has no epitaph, then the default "R.I.P." epitaph will disappear . i.e. You cannot "Engrave Epitaph" to a deleted sim's niche, but you may reassign the niche to someone else.

on a Cemetery community lot, sims will autonomously do any of the funeral interactions with the niches and light candles. (I didn't add "light candles" to the interaction because I don't want candles to be lying around...)

⚠️OTHER KNOWN ISSUES

for the base game - no portrait ones, sometimes a deceased sim cannot be assigned to the niche due to (a) they are currently in a situational event (b) has crossed over (c) reborn

on one occasion during early stage, a niche just gradually fade out and disappeared...I cannot recreate the situation nor did it ever happened again...

⬇️DOWNLOAD⬇️:

- polycount: basegame - 16 || Life & Death - 24~36 - Base Game - No Portrait || Life and Death packed needed - With Portrait - 20 swatches

⚠️Each file have two versions: v.(1) Niches will show when wall are down i.e. hovering midair v.(2) Niches will not show when walls are down i.e. you will have to toggle walls up to access niches interaction

⚠️IMPORTANT: ONLY DOWNLOAD ONE VERSION EACH⚠️

i.e. you can have both no_portrait and with_portrait, but can only have either "show" or "not_show" each

Base Game = No Portrait [Ver.(1) - will show ] || [Ver.(2) - not show] Life & Death = With Portrait [Ver.(1) - will show ] || [Ver.(2) - not show]

[PSD files for custom niche text] ||

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PSD FILE INSTRUCTION

🐹You will need:

any app that can edit PSD files >> recommended app: GIMP or photopea.com

Sims 4 Studio ("Star" for Windows", "Aurora" for Macs)

⬆️input your text, and save images as PNG files, size 1024x1024px or 512x512px

⬆️in Sims 4 Studio, go to the "Studio" tab and select "Add Swatch"

⬆️after selecting the newly added swatch, still under "Studio" tab, on the right select Texture > Diffuse and then import the new texture with your own text

🐹Done ( •̀ ω •́ )✧