#anyways this is what I did today. I also have a google doc

[nats-revival]

𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙣𝙚𝙜𝙤𝙩𝙞𝙖𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙨 𝙢𝙪𝙨𝙚 | 𝙚. 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙖𝙢𝙨

pairing: nepo baby!business owner!ellie williams x afab!business owner!reader

tags: smut, fingering (r receiving), pet names/name calling?? (dirty girl, pretty, good girl, baby), slight praise??, god why is tagging so hard, mild language, unethical business practices??, thoughts are green, ellie lowk an asshole, but both reader and ellie are pretty harsh to eachother, maybe that’s it, bare with me if i forget something pls. 😭🙏

a/n: i wrote this directly on tumblr bc i did NAWT feel like pulling up google docs today saur the format might be a lil off. i was watching this show on netflix called ‘locked up’, and like an episode from season two is what inspired this!!! 😜 the show is good honestly it just drags on sometimes!!! ive actually never actually written smut any times before this (believe it or not hehe) anyways, let’s get into it!!!

P.S - DEDICATED TO @sweetysaccharine YAWP YAWP!!!! <333 HOPE U ENJOY POOKIEEEE

P.P.S - don’t look at the typos or i will find you (IM JOKING)

rumors traveled fast, and sometimes it wasn’t always good. for one, they could be infuriating. a company you’d been toe to toe with for.. quite some time had gotten a new ceo. some young girl. articles appeared online about some kinda nepotism scandal. the photo on the top of the article displayed a photo of the previous ceo — joel miller, and the new owner, ellie. they looked happy. but why were they accused of something as harmful as nepotism? long story short, joel turned his brother down for the position (even though he was the better option) so ellie could have it. favoritism of sorts. but god was she infuriating! her stupid, flashy displays of wealth (that probably didn’t even belong to her) made you so mad! and also, her arrogance and her constant need to compete with you was very infuriating aswell. you had influence, she had money. wouldn’t these things be considered as a double kill in some perfect world? yes. would you ever even consider working with someone like her? absolutely not. you couldn’t even stand being in the same vicinity as her whenever you two ended up at the same social events.

imagine that terrible, ugly feeling of anger that coursed hot through your veins once finding out she’d brought possibly one of the biggest clients you could’ve ever had. it was one thing for her to shove it in your face that she was wealthy but this? she’d completely overstepped. storming your way through the companies large building, you find yourself at her offices door knocking like a madwoman. “open the goddamn door, williams!” you yell as you attempt to open the door on your own. she doesn’t say anything, but you’re just almost certain she’s smirking or something. she opens the door with this.. look. it was weird. a perfect mixture of condescending, arrogance, and ‘i know what i did and i don’t regret it’. “are you insane?” “mm.. yeah. i guess so.” you laugh, dumbfounded by her. “how bout you come into my office for a seat and a drink?” she asked with a raised eyebrow. “let’s handle this civilly, shall we? knowing you, i have the feeling that this could get real ugly.” she pushed open the door with that same condescending/arrogant smile. of course, reluctantly, you walk inside. maybe this could be resolved civilly.

the sound of some smooth music played. it sounded like micheal buble or something. she walks around her desk to pour you a glass of bourbon. she hands it to and you just hold it. “it’s not poisoned, see?” she says before taking a sip. you take a sip and of it before putting the glass on her desk. “so, i realized that.. i have something you want.” the something being that client. “why else would i be here? that was a really petty move and you know that.” she chuckled. “yknow, i could just.. refer them back to you.” initially, you’re in disbelief. ellie? being generous? no way. she must’ve completely lost it. “but! it comes with a price.” of course it does. nothing was free, not in this economy. you kept your expectations low for this very reason. you raise an eyebrow at her. “we could work together. become business partners.”

she turns her music up a little. she dances her way over to you, circling you a bit. “no chance, ellie. how could i ever work with someone like you?” she chuckled again. “why wouldn’t you work with ‘someone like me’? you have something that i want aswell.” “what?” “power. influence. however you may wanna word it. i admire that.” it had to be some sick joke. why would she wanna work with you? “shouldn’t all your daddys money be more than enough to keep you in a position of power?” you quarry, then crossing your arms. a part of you didn’t believe that she’d been the one asking you for help.

“just think about it. me, giving you money. you, drawing power hungry clients in with that pretty face of yours. we’d work together like yin and yang.” she proposed before taking another sip of the drink in her glass. that was her giving a go at an analogy. was it good? she didn’t know. did she care? not at all. “you bullshitting me, williams?” “not at all. all you gotta do.. is say ‘yes’. cmon.” she offers her hand, those pretty slender fingers and that tattoo that peeking from underneath that black button up shirt were just so.. enticing. you were in your head, just thinking. was this a good idea? could i trust her? she probably has bad intentions. but she was so tempting. this had to be one of the seven deadly sins or something.

she snaps infront of your face. “where’d you go?” she asks. “nowhere.” you respond quickly. “so, you taking the offer or not? or.. will i have to convince you?” she takes a step closer to you. temptation taints your brain.

you’re not in control of your thoughts anymore. ellie was.

her hand seeks solace on your waist. “shouldn’t finding business like this be considered illegal?” you whisper to her. “im not a law abiding woman. and quite frankly, i don’t give two shits.” maybe it wouldn’t be illegal if nobody knew. but all you thought about was her. how she smells. how she’s looking at you. how her hands feel on your body. you can’t stop yourself. your lips crash down onto hers. your fingers tangle in her auburn hair as the both of you kiss passionately. she brings you to her desk, knocking stuff over as she sat you on her desk.

glass shattered, pictures were knocked out of their frames, and her computer mouse was.. somewhere. your back arches into her touch as you let out a soft moan into her mouth. she takes the opportunity to slide her tongue into your mouth. in the competition of dominance between your tongues, she reigns supreme. her hands slide up your body and end up on your oxford button up shirt. she doesn’t unbutton it, she rips that shit open. “i’ll get you a new one.” she mumbled as the buttons from the shirt scatter across the room.

“you’d better. or else id have to come back here and get it by force.” “oh please, you’ll be back here for more reasons than a goddamn shirt.” she said as she peppers kisses down to your jawline, then your neck. “don’t leave any marks.” “but why?” “oh, i dunno, cause i don’t want anyone asking me who i had sex with?” “who gives a shit? your workers get paid to look the other way, don’t they?”

well, she makes a good point. and you can’t argue with a point as valid as that. she sinks her teeth into a sweet spot of your neck, making you moan out as she runs her tongue along the new mark. she sticks her tongue out again to run it all the way down to one of your boobs. the sensation makes you shiver. “wore this pretty bra for me, didntcha? you were just expecting this. you must’ve wanted me to touch you like this, didn’t you? dirty girl. must’ve been waiting for me to bend you over this table.” she rambled all while stripping you of your bra, then leaving soft kisses and licks across the valley of your breasts.

she takes her time, making you wait for it. she knew what she was doing to you, and she was going to make you wait. “ellie, you’re going soo slow! you know what i want.” you whine as she leaves kisses and bites all over your exposed skin. “tell me what you want or you’ll get nothing. tell me where you want me.” she whispered. “i want your fingers.” “where?” “you know where.” “tell me or you get nothing.” you hesitate for a moment before saying feebly. “in.. in my pussy..” “that’s a good girl.”

she smiles as she pushes her hands into your slacks. she could feel your wetness. “i got you this worked up, huh? who knew little miss perfect could get this wet over me, a ‘nepo baby’?” she teased with a cocky smile. she slowly slides your slacks and underwear all the way down to your ankles before she applies a delicious amount of pressure to your clit. you gasp, your hand wrapping around her wrist. “oh, you like that do you, huh? you want more? fucking beg for it. cmon.” she applies more pressure to your clit, rubbing small and soft circles as her fingers ghost your sopping entrance. “oh— please ellie, i need more. give me more.” “gonna take more than that, baby.” you whine when she suddenly takes all that pressure away from you.

you let out another whine as you attempt to rut against her hand. her free hand slaps your thigh as she shakes her head in disapproval. “none of that. keep still. you get nothing until you beg like a good girl.” “please, please. ill do anything. just please touch me.” she chuckles at you. she found it cute how you were so desperate to chase that pleasure. “god, you’re so desperate. you need it so.. goddamn bad, don’t you?” she lets out a grunt in the middle of her sentence as she suddenly plunged into your pussy.

as she moves her fingers, she groans at how wet her you were. first she starts with middle finger, then adding her ring finger. her long fingers are hitting that sweet spot in you. she was making you see stars. “listen to yourself. look at ‘er, she’s crying for me.” she coos as she speeds her pace. you moan out. “watch me, baby.” you slowly look down at her fingers plunging in and out of you. sounds of wet squelching fill your ears. you bite your lip and you toss your head back as you let out a moan. you grind yourself down onto her fingers, chasing that wonderful and blissful orgasm.

you felt a pressure building up in your stomach. your eyes were fluttering open and shut. everytime you looked away, she stopped. you made sure to not look away. once that pressure in your stomach felt like it was gonna release, your moans became more broken. “ellie! ellie— oh fuck! ellie! im gonna cum! don’t stop, please don’t stop!” you say between moans as you bring your hand back down to hold her wrist in place.

“oh yeah? gonna cum? let go for me. make a mess on my fingers. cmon. i know you can do it.” she said as she kept her pace at that same one that was making you see stars. she’d been rambling something to you, talking you through it as she watched you cum all over her fingers. she helps you ride out your orgasm, a slight tremble in your legs becoming more apparent.

“what do we say?” “thank you.” she smiled as she pulled her fingers out. the sudden loss makes you whine. she sucks her fingers clean and you watch as her tongue runs across the length of her fingers. “still being a tease, williams?” you ask as you look at her while she does it. “mm.. well no, i dont think so. just savouring how good you taste.” when she was finally satisfied, she drops her hands. “so, you finally ready to stop being so stubborn and take the deal?” “not a chance if it means we get to have sex like this.” you respond with a chuckle. “maybe you need to be fucked again, hm?” she ask with a smile.

needless to say, you’d went another time, and on the third you fucked ellie. eventually you come to some sort of agreement after you’d been laid on her leather sofa, naked and feeling like you were floating. the only question you had now is what the hell had you gotten into. “will this turn into a scandal?” you ask. “.. probably not if we keep this under wraps.” she responds as she puts her head in the crook of your neck, pressing soft kisses to it. “plus, yknow i can just pay the media off right? they won’t say anything. not a peep.” she reassured as she smiled softly.

[ryanyflags]

A List of Gender Terms !

So I disappeared for 2 months, but I finally completed this project! :D (Though I've been making some random posts talking about it, so it's not like I was really gone, or what I was working on wasn't obvious.)

It started off as me having trouble keeping track of a couple gender terms (and also not knowing they existed before, since I've never really seen people talk about them), then I thought I should make a list, and if I was going to do that I might as well post it to help other people too. Which I started out trying to make that list on Tumblr, but I found it too limiting so I moved to google docs, which I also found too limiting (I just couldn't achieve my vision, if you will), and now I know html and css.

As usual, I kinda overdid it, but I think I should be a little proud of myself. I had 0 knowledge of html and css, and 2 months later I've made my own website. (I could have made it much quicker, but I often had to take breaks, a bit overwhelmed by all that new stuff.)

Anyways, it has a ton of terms on there.

I have sections for nonbinary, abinary, midbinary, atrinary, midtrinary, androgyne, agender, neutrois, maverique, ilyagender, aporagender, outherine, kenochoric, and xenogender.

For 7 categories (sex terms, adult, general term, child, gender quality, gender-quality-in-nature genders, and spectrum / -iagender spectrum).

And they all have sources on both Archive Today, Wayback Machine, and if still existing, the original post too. (At least to the best of my abilities, and there are a couple of exceptions that I couldn't figure out.)

I did put effort into this, but it's possible I missed something. So if I made a mistake anywhere, or if anyone has any extra information to add on, or if you just have some comments, you can tell me. My ask box is open, but comments on this post would probably be fine too.

Also, I checked on a couple of different browsers, mobile too, and read up on web accessibility and checked and all that (I tried using a screen reader, I'm not a pro at it though, so it's possible I may have missed something obvious), so I hope the website itself is useable. But if there's any bugs there, just tell me (it'll be appreciated).

I'm also thinking of making another compilation, but for flags (for all of the terms listed here), and maybe orientations too, but maybe later haha

I also don't know how to write a image id for the top picture, if anyone wants to write to one I'll add it.

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Below the cut is a short little video scrolling through the site.

[eedenuwu]

oc-tober | my first few days

hello tumbo ler. i am kinda doing oc-tober this year, kinda not. i know my schedule (busy, hectic, hell) but i also know i like to procrastinate (these 3 pieces have consumed time that would've been better used for homework).

so, i'm gonna jump into it... the other 2 drawings and more info will be below the cut

day 1 | favorite oc

ok so i started off strong here... by that i mean i started with day 1!!! (on october 5). this is my favorite ever. i have never really info dumped about this one on the internet before... was gonna use this as a time to start but then deleted what i just wrote LOLL all u gotta know is that bro is stunning witterawy just look. also this oc is from the 1920s/30s/40s... most of the story i've got in my head takes place in the 30s tho 😻

day 5 | redesigned oc

see this is what i mean. i skipped from day 1 to day 5.. but this is an oc i made when i was like 12 (WAY TOO CLOSE TO 10 YEARS AGO) and he was an angsty little bugger... it used to be the case that he was a witch living on his own in a village that, like, hates him or whatever. (because he's a witch.) the townsfolk like rip his tongue out or whatever and then he couldn't speak anymore but still ran like some sort of fruit stand at some sort of market. then like the love of his life moved in and he lived happily ever after. (not true, the love of his life was a BOY so i think they both got killed.)

and wow!!! that's a lot for a 12/13 year old. i came across an OLDDD google doc that had a little bit about this guy in it. the story, as anything written by a 12/13yo, made like. extremely little sense.

so i redesigned bro in about 2022ish. gave him a name, and he's still a witch. he's still missing a tongue. the differences now include that he's AFAB, has a little friend in his head only (pictured. he is cursed) and has a twin brother now. his twin brother works as a knight and like... captured him for an insane bounty. i also gave him a little bit of plot armor... he's some sort of telepath now so he's able to get by without a tongue. instead of straight up fantasy ville, i've been doing a little research into the middle ages to figure out a more, like, realistic setting... as realistic as including supernatural things can be but believe me the story is making a lot more sense now than it did in 2015.

day 3 | old oc

so i drew this today. yes these are in order of when i drew them...

anyway in terms of when i made this one, he's not THAT old. he's a product of my highschool mind and appeared on MANY assignments as doodles.. so he was like, essentially, born in about 2016/17, but i consider him old because i haven't so much as thought about him since like 2020, MAYBEEE early 2021.

this is also making me realize i have a thing for FREAKS. every one of these ocs has something about them that makes them "less than human;" this guy's deal is that he's like.. half fish..

it sounded really cool in 2017 you have to understand this was the vibe of the time

anyway he essentially got scrapped for no better reason than i was just getting bored. like, the story i was developing for bro ALSO took place in the 1920s (dude let me tell u. prohibition era america is actually my roman empire. genuinely in every sense of the real meaning of that trend) but it was diverging too far from reality and sort of becoming an atla knockoff toward the end of my thoughts for it... so then bro at the top was born (girl on day 1) in august 2021 and the rest for this guy was history. such is the damning reality of the creative.

anyway, that's all. i have no idea if i'll keep this up, but some of the prompts have genuinely given me ideas to cure my art block (I HAVE NOT DRAWN SINCE JULYYYYY) so i'm hoping to have time for more 🥲

[changedmyminditsnicehere]

So I know I posted a thing about Dreamling approximately 1252 months ago and then never did anything but I opened the google doc today and instead of doing anything on that I was immediately hit by the idea of gallerygirl!Dream (Sources for this AU - me and continued career as a gallery girl, or as my mother called me a 'girl Friday', which made me sound like a prostitute but is apparently a Cary Grant film) Anyway, I think Dream would make an amazing gallery girl. What else do pale goths with dramatic fashion tastes and who listen to way too much joy division do other than sit behind a desk and imperiously ignore rich people? Of course, he would secretly own the gallery because in addition to being a pathetic arts grad he is also a trust fund baby, but he's not telling that to the sexy art handler who comes in to install the gallery's very intermittent exhibitions.

The first time Hob entered the gallery, he immediately turned to Dream, who was doing peak gallery girl you-can't-afford-anything here-so-just-leave impression behind his desk in his ergonomic desk chair, and pointed out the marble statue he was moving looked both like a penis and a very peurile take on Louise Bourgeois. He then picked it up entirely by himself and the experience of seeing his biceps made Dream instantly forgive him for everything and totally forget about how much the insurance on the hideous sculpture was (if any, any of his employees mention that they suddenly start doing a lot more sculpture shows, Dream will personally end them.)

Anyway, no plans as yet, but if this inspires anyone else please do let me know, I want to read this without having to make the effort of writing it lol

[ongreenergrasses]

20 questions for writers

tagged by @lesbianlotties, thank you! I was just thinking about how I’m actually proud of some of my writing so this is an opportune time

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

85. Because I’m certifiably insane, 27 of those have appeared since March.

2. What’s your total AO3 word count?

507,722. when I hit a million I’ll have a party (read: lie down on the floor and cry for a little bit)

3. What fandoms do you write for?

obviously thg but I have two slowly progressing fics for the old guard! they’re slow. but they will happen

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

almost a thing that my heart could endure. i was genuinely on the edge of orphaning this, like i was going to sleep on it and orphan the next day, and that night i got the most stunningly beautiful comment on it. it felt like some sort of sign. anyway i have a love hate relationship with that fic but i am begrudgingly coming around to the truth that it’s maybe not that bad

and so they did. now idfk why this one got as popular as it did but people liked it apparently

this is the way i’ll love you. has one of my favorite chapters I’ve ever written in it and i believe someone also commented that it was one of their favorite chapters in fanfiction

the sun persists in rising. you know what i did today? i was in my car on the way back from a crazy experience (bc my life just lurches from crazy experience to crazy experience) and I was singing Dream Girl Evil very loudly and thinking about this fic (bc i embarrassingly do still think about it) and then I said you know what ongreenergrasses. You should be proud of that. and i am.

on loyalty. now this is definitely the second best fic on this list, and i do credit it with being the fic that made me get more comfortable with OCs. so that’s cool because then it paved the way for directly above, which is the best fic on this list.

5. Do you respond to comments?

i sure do!! you leave me enough comments, i will write you back every time and we will eventually be in each other’s DMs and we will become friends. that sounds vaguely threatening

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

oof probably hallowed ground. that ends on a depressing note

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

the sun persists in rising! the whole point of that fic is a happy ending

8. Do you get hate on fics?

once and it was such a funny incident…I know now that people will rally behind me if it happens

9. Do you write smut?

I’m not good at it but yes I do. and one improves through practice ig? (real talk, some of my earlier smut is so bad that i literally cannot read it. which is unfortunate because my worst smut is the one i got caught writing on a plane and then had to post bc otherwise all that shit would be meaningless and i teeter on the edge of at least archive locking to limit eyes on it every day)

10. Do you write crossovers?

i used to and since i have at this point lost all my fucks i might again. if you want to see my crossover it’s on ff.net

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

afaik no

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

no

13. Have you ever cowritten a fic before?

yes! @kitkatsandrainbows and I have one that’s just. sitting in google docs. which is my fault because i keep forgetting to edit it but eventually we will post it and it will be a beautiful continuation in the vein of our increasingly more intense dead dove horrible things that bring us such joy to write. it’s literally done it just needs to be edited smh

14. What is your all time favorite ship?

i am a multishipper extraordinaire but like. from Sherlock Holmes i come and to Sherlock Holmes I will return. i love whatever insane relationship those little gay men have going

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

there’s one wip for good omens that i keep genuinely forgetting about. so that is indeed an issue

16. What are your writing strengths?

honestly dude at this point i feel like it’s just me throwing shit at the wall and seeing what sticks and what sticks is increasingly horrifying things. i don’t think there’s some inherent strengths or even improvement there i think I’m just getting increasingly unhinged

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

everything? everything. it used to be plot but i think that’s. is it no longer an issue? maybe it’s still an issue idk

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language during a fic?

i am firmly in limited pov camp now because after strictly limiting my pov and getting such a strong reaction I was like oh yeah this slaps. so since i now write pretty rigid limited pov, I don’t write dialogue in another language in fics. I have lots of opinions about it but this is already long

19. First fandom you wrote for?

first fandom I wrote for was Doctor Who. first fandom i posted for was Sherlock

20. Favorite fic you’ve written?

i really do love them all, some definitely more than others, and some were certainly more work than others, and this one isn’t really my favorite but i can say for sure that none have inspired more raw glee in me than this bitter earth did. i’m doing my part for thg cannibalism era

tagging @districtunrest @districtscare @the-sun-and-the-sea @anosrepasi @lyricfulloflight @thefloatingwriter @ghoulangerlee and anyone else who’d like to 🌸

[amertsi]

HanaDoll* 3rd Season THINK OF ME:NOTHING L 3-11 English Translation

Translation on this was done very generously by my sister, editing and proofreading done by myself and a friend! Please note none of us are professionals, so there may be errors. Thanks!

Listen along here: https://open.spotify.com/track/08noT4htdVEweaQ1RULMcl?si=b2a54387075249f9 

Read on google docs here.

L 3-11

Ageha: [walks in and sighs] Hm?

Toki: [breathes]

Ageha: Toki? How about turning on some lights?

Toki: [breathes heavier]

Ageha: [shakes Toki] Toki.

Toki: Aah… Ageha-san?

Ageha: If you're going to sleep, go to your own room.

Toki: Huh? Was I sleeping?

Ageha: You didn’t even notice when I came in.

Toki: Oh, sorry. Welcome back, Ageha-san.

Ageha: I’m back. House System, a cup of water.

House System: [beep boop]

Ageha: Toki, how was the medical check today?

Toki: Mine? It was the same as always.

Ageha: The same as always…?

Toki:　Actually, I’ve been feeling good recently! In singing and dancing, I can tell my form is getting close to perfect.

Ageha: I see. Preparations for the music awards will be starting soon. I don’t need to remind you, but take care of yourself.

Toki: Okay!

Ageha: ...Where did he go?

Toki: If you mean Rui-san, I think he’s in his room. Should I call him?

Ageha: No, there’s no need. You should rest too. 

Toki: Eh? But…

Ageha: What is it?

Toki: If it’s not too much of a bother、 can’t I stay here a little longer? Somehow, I’m not very sleepy…

Ageha: [sighs] Fine, then just sit there with your eyes closed.

Toki:　Huh?

Ageha: If you do that, you can rest a little. It would be best to lie down, but if you make enough time to quickly listen to the information from the MC, that would be enough.

Toki: Ageha-san. I’m doing okay! I really feel better!

Ageha: I believe you. But you should know. From now on, Loulou*di will be a group looked up to and supported by all. 

Toki: So our health has to be in perfect condition, right?

Ageha: That’s right. 

Toki: I understand. Then, I’m closing my eyes. 

Toki: Ehehehe.

Ageha: What is it?

Toki: It’s just, I’m having fun. 

Ageha: Fun?

Toki: Even though my eyes are closed, I keep thinking about what Ageha-san is doing. Like, now he’s drinking water, and now he’s writing something. 

Ageha: I see.

Toki: Even though I can’t see, there are still things I understand.

Ageha: Toki.

Toki: I love that someone’s here in the same space as me. It makes me… so… [light snoring]

Ageha: [sighs] He fell asleep.

Rui: Ageha.

Ageha: Rui. What were you doing until now? Nevermind, you don’t have to answer that. It makes no difference anyway.

Rui: Are you angry? 

Ageha: Angry? Me?

Rui: I guess not.

Ageha: Do you not understand the current situation? Don't leave a tamed puppy unattended.

Rui: I didn't mean to, but I'll apologize.

Ageha: You enjoy irritating me. 

Rui: I understand the current situation. The groundwork I laid the other day is also going smoothly, I think.

Ageha: Yes, the power and message of Loulou*di is spreading nicely. To the world, and to that person too. 

Rui: The number of views on that video is still increasing, even several months after it was released. It seems that the number of subscribers to our music channel is also increasing.

Ageha: Naturally. From the moment the masses hear Loulou*di's songs and see their performances, they drown. They sink to the bottom of a deep, dark abyss. And like reaching for the light that they can see beyond the surface of the water, they cannot help but look up at the brilliance of Loulou*di.

Rui: Hmm...

Ageha: If you have something to say, then say it.

Rui: No, if that is what you say, then that is how it is. 

Ageha: Toki is necessary to create the perfect Loulou*di.

Rui: Ah, I understand.

Ageha: If you understand, then quickly carry him to his room.

Rui: And you? 

Ageha: What do you mean? 

Rui: Yesterday, your sleep hours were less than optimal. Even today, you were out late-

Ageha: You really are a bad man. You even know my sleeping schedule. This is a critical time for Loulou*di. If I’m asked I’ll answer, and if I plan to sell out, I’ll sell everything. 

Rui: Then tell me what needs to be done. We’ll do as you say.

Ageha: Praise an obedient dog, and he’ll become an even greater watchdog. Practice for the music awards will begin soon. We must showcase the overwhelming perfection of Loulou*di without any other idol riff-raff getting in the way. And until the event, there is just one piece we’ll need. Watch over Toki carefully.

Rui: To you, Toki-bou is a necessary piece. Then, what am I?

Ageha: If you have time to say such stupid things, then go away quickly. 

Rui: Understood. [picks up Toki and walks out]

Toki: Ah, Rui-san? 

Rui: Toki-bou. 

Toki: I can go back on my own.

Rui: It’s alright, just stay as you are.

Toki: Okay…

---

[Loulou*di performing Dying Matter, the song ends]

Set Designer: [claps] Good work! I think that was really great! You’ve got the steps down perfectly in such a short time.

Toki: Of course. Don’t compare me with those low level idols.

Set Designer: Huh? Ahh, right…

Ageha: Excuse me. Please change the set leading up to the chorus.

Set Designer：Huh?! But-

Ageha: It’s inconsistent with our current conceptual image. Please change it to something that expresses more emotion.

Set Designer：But, I thought it was exactly what you’d asked for-

Ageha: That's your interpretation. We can't continue with something that we've judged to be bad. We never compromise. We always aim for perfection. That's what it means to be Loulou*di.

Toki: That’s right. If you can’t understand that, maybe you should just quit? 

Set Designer：Ngh!　I understand. Then, I’ll come up with a different set and submit it in a few days. [leaves]

Toki: What was that about? Isn’t that too rude?

Rui: Ageha. Toki-bou. Here, water. 

Toki: Ahh, Rui-san! Thank you. 

Rui: Did something happen? 

Ageha: He had loosened up so I had to light the fire a little. Even then, he's a professional stage designer. If he abandons his job after a blow of that degree, then he is just another inferior person. 

Toki: The Loulou*di that aspires for perfection has no need for half-assed people like that, right? 

Ageha: That’s right. We are standing on a brand new stage. Now we must climb to greater heights by cutting off any who cannot keep up.

Rui: Ageha.

Ageha: [breathes] The path is clear. Now, we must continue down it. Whatever lies ahead… we cannot be afraid. 

---

Girl １：Sorry for the wait! The train was late. 

Girl ２：It’s okay! I watched some videos while I waited.

Girl １：What did you watch?

Girl ２：Cat videos, and manga. Oh, and I saw Loulou*di’s new video. 

Girl １：Loulou*di…  Is that the group that just premiered their music channel?

Girl ２：That’s it. They’ve become a hot topic, so I subscribed to the channel… Wait, are you a fan?

Girl １：I'm not sure anymore. The image of the group has changed since I first started liking them. It feels like I've graduated from being a Loumiel.

Girl ２：Loumiel is the name for Loulou*di's fans, right?

Girl １：Yeah. The community has been pretty chaotic recently because of the music channel thing.

Girl ２：Huh? Why?

Girl １：Well, there are a lot of people who have been unhappy with how it has changed.

Girl ２：It sounds like they just don't get along. That's a common story in any fanbase.

Girl １：I wonder if they didn't realize that there would be a backlash if they suddenly did that kind of approach. I wouldn't do it...

Girl ２：Hmmm, that group Anthos from the same production group is doing well, so maybe they’re trying to imitate what they’re doing? 

Girl １：Even so, I don't think it's working out well. If the concept of a unit is suddenly changed, there will be fans who can't keep up.

---

[logging in noise]

Internet Fan 1: Excuse me! Ah, you changed the design of your room?

Internet Fan ２: Yeah, I couldn't leave it as Loulou*di's performance stage forever. It felt kind of empty.

Internet Fan 1: Isn’t it? Loulou*di really isn’t here anymore… 

Internet Fan ２: It's true. I didn't want them to stoop down to a place where anyone could easily see them on a music channel.

Internet Fan 1: I know. If they had just stayed at the top, we would have worshiped and praised them from afar, and loved and followed them.

Internet Fan ２: But they reached out to us all of a sudden.

Internet Fan 1: It feels like the mystery is gone.

Internet Fan ２: Right. All the other Loumiels are saying that. Well, in this day and age, I don't think anyone would think it's slander. But, of course, the publishing industry is in chaos.

Internet Fan 1: [sighs] I wish Loulou*di would go back to the way it was before. The one who was here, the absolute ruler, the amazing charisma… Loulou*di … Ageha-sama was that kind of person. 

Internet Fan ２: Yeah. I thought he was being himself. I think in some way… I didn’t want to realize that he was just a human being…

[elliseleven]

So, I wrote this Patcap fic a while back (I've written *a lot* of Capvers since I started watching Ghosts so I thought it'd be good to change it up).

But I honestly don't think I'll properly finish it as it's been sitting in my Google docs for a while so I thought I could post it here.

It's a few scenes that are kind of stop-start rather than having proper transitions. I also haven't really beta read it so it's not my best but hope you enjoy anyway!

*******

Pat had planned this perfectly. 2001: A Space Odyssey had something for everyone. Despite that, there was one person who didn’t seem to be enjoying himself.

The Captain was watching the TV screen. However, he didn’t seem to be paying attention at all. 

After the film was over, Pat watched the Captain leave. He wondered what was wrong. Did he not like the film?

Pat decided to follow the Captain. He found himself outside the Captain’s room. Suddenly, he felt nervous. The Captain didn’t like his privacy to be invaded, but Pat didn’t want him to feel sad either.

The door was ajar, so Pat peeked his head round.

“Knock knock.”

The Captain jumped. He was sitting on the edge of his bed.

“What is it, Pat?” He tried to keep his voice level, but Pat could tell something was wrong.

“You alright, Cap? Did you not enjoy the film?”

“No, I did. It was wonderful. I’m just… tired. A lot happened today.”

Pat nodded. “Yeah, it was full on. Not anything we’re not used to though, eh?”

The Captain chuckled. “Quite right. I’d just… like to be left alone.”

Pat hesitated. It was clear that something was troubling the Captain, but he had never been one to open up easily. Maybe it was best to leave it alone. 

“Course,” he finally said.

He made to leave but turned back. He smiled to the Captain. “If there’s anything on your mind, you can talk to us, you know. Well…” he hesitated. “Some of us, at least.”

The Captain only nodded. He knew this to be a fact, of course, but he doubted he would take Pat up on that offer.

Pat nodded in return, leaving the Captain in peace.

Once he was sure Pat had left, the Captain let out a sigh. Perhaps it would do some good to talk about… what was troubling him. He had kept his secret for so long, but perhaps it was time for it to come to light.

*******

“Take your time, Cap.”

The Captain felt as if he was on the verge of a panic attack. He had never said this aloud before. However, Pat’s gentle gaze and hand on his shoulder helped him calm down.

“Where to start…” He mused. “Do you remember that day when Alison and Mike were digging up the garden?”

“Yes, definitely,” Pat sighed. “God knows how I managed to take charge of those lot.”

“You did a terrific job.”

Pat was taken aback. It was rare that the Captain gave compliments, especially to him. “Well, thanks, Cap. I try.”

“Yes, well…” He cleared his throat. “That day reminded me of my… past. Someone from my past, to be specific.”

“Right,” Pat nodded. “Was it someone from the army?”

The Captain very slowly began to tell Pat about his lieutenant and how close they had grown. How he had fallen in love…

Pat nodded along, not surprised in the slightest.

“That makes sense. A lot of sense, actually.” Pat said once the Captain had finished.

The Captain almost gave himself whiplash, turning to face Pat. “What do you mean by that?!”

Pat laughed. “Well, I mean, even a blind man would be able to see that you’re… a homosexual.”

When the Captain continued to stare, gobsmacked, Pat explained further. He hadn’t noticed every little thing, but the things he had noticed were blindingly obvious. 

The way he looked at attractive men: Adam the director, Toby Nightingale, Mike, that naked man from the party. 

“I didn’t think I was being so obvious,” the Captain muttered, unable to look Pat in the eye.

“I guess it’s not to everyone, but I noticed…”

If the Captain had been less nervous, he would have noticed Pat blushing.

“Right,” the Captain cleared his throat. “As long as you don’t tell the others.”

“Oh, I wouldn’t dream of it!” Pat patted the Captain gently on his shoulder. “Your secret’s safe with me.”

Pat stood up, and the Captain suddenly felt cold.

“I’ll leave you to it then.”

*******

“Hey, Cap?”

The Captain stopped walking and turned to face Pat.

“Yes?”

The way the Captain looked at him made him weak at the knees, but he stood strong. “I just wanted to have a chat, if that’s okay?”

The Captain nodded cautiously. He wondered, and partly worried, about what Pat wanted to tell him.

Pat looked behind him to check they were alone. “I… Um… Wow, it’s been a long time since I’ve felt this nervous.”

The Captain frowned. “You don’t need to be nervous around me, Patrick.”

Pat laughed. If only the Captain knew the irony in what he was saying. “How do I say this?”

Pat was stalling because he was nervous, of course, but there was another reason. 

He remembered how the Captain talked about Havers. The Captain had never been good at expressing his feelings, but it was clear how in love he had been. What if he still was? Pat wasn’t sure how he would take that.

Meanwhile, the Captain’s heart was racing. Pat rarely got nervous talking about what was on his mind. This must be important. What if…? No, the Captain berated himself. He had a wife, for goodness sake! He couldn’t be…

“I like you, Cap.”

The Captain narrowed his eyes in confusion. “Well, I would hope so, wouldn’t you?”

“No, Cap,” Pat said, even more serious now. “I like you. Not just as a friend.”

Finally, the penny dropped. The Captain stared.

Pat waited, but the Captain didn’t speak. He didn’t even move.

“Hello? Anyone home?” He clicked his fingers in front of the Captain’s face.

The Captain blinked and slowly found his voice. “S- Sorry, Pat. I just… didn’t expect you to say that. At all.”

“It’s okay,” Pat chuckled. “It came as a bit of a shock to me too. Nothing to do with you!” He added hastily before the Captain could jump to any conclusions. “I just always thought I liked women. Still do, of course, but I like men too? Not quite sure when that happened, if I’m honest.”

Pat continued to ramble, and the Captain smiled. The sense of relief that washed over him was immeasurable. He wouldn’t have guessed that Pat liked him, or was even like him at all.

“-always confused me when I watched films and found both the man and the woman attractive.”

The rambling was getting a little too much now for the Captain. “Pat.”

“I could never tell Carol though-”

“Pat!”

Pat suddenly stopped, looking up at the Captain. “Sorry. Was I talking too much?”

The Captain hesitated before realising he could be honest with him. “Yes. Just a bit.”

“Sorry…” he muttered. “It’s just the first time I’ve talked about this.”

The Captain nodded. “I understand. Do you feel better?”

“Yeah, I actually do, actually. How about you give it a try?”

The Captain hummed. “No, thank you.”

Pat nodded. “That’s fine.”

The two of them fell silent until Pat remembered something. “Hey, Cap? Before I told you this, I didn’t know how you would react.” 

Now that he was speaking out loud, he realised the Captain hadn’t actually said much of anything. 

“Why do you say that?”

*******

So it ends there but Pat's answer was going to be that he knew that Cap was still in love with Havers and he wasn't sure if Cap was ready to love anyone else. Cap ends up telling Pat that he will always love Havers but that doesn't mean he doesn't have the capability to love someone else ❤️

[welcomehomerandomness]

Welcome Home Website Update Reaction Notes (7/22/2023) Part 1 (SPOILERS)

Hey guys! Today I'm gonna show you my reactions to the Welcome Home website via my notes on Google Docs. I wrote 5 pages and spent around 5 or 6 hours exploring the website lol. Hope you enjoy it! Here's Part 1!

NEW HOME ART

The little Home doodle is so cute omg

FRANK AND BARNABY’S VOICES IN “ANSWER” OMG

Barnaby’s voice is honestly like a mix of Rowlf and Fozzie from the Muppets which matches well with his personality

Frank’s voice is like a mix of Gonzo from the Muppets and Gyro from DuckTales (the 2017 one)

THERE’S A GLITCH AT THE END WHAT

The Frank and Julie sprites on the FAQ page is so cute

THE STICKERS ARE SO CUTE

THE SEASONAL BANNERS

Wally and Barnaby (Winter), Frank and Eddie (Spring), Sally and Julie (Summer), and Howdy and Poppy (Fall/Autumn)

I just realized the golden flowers on Home’s sticker give me Undertale vibes

The Frank and Julie sprites on the News page is so cute too

Question Answerer seems sus

THE NEIGHBORS HAVE AUDIO WITH TEXT TRANSCRIPTS I REPEAT THE NEIGHBORS HAVE AUDIO WITH TEXT TRANSCRIPTS

“That’s the most!” Awww Wally

The drumroll on Barnaby’s audio and his little awkward laugh I love him

Yes Julie let’s play a game with a pogo stick, a bowl of pasta, and a pair of roller skates and cause chaos in the Neighborhood lol

I swear I will be depresso if Frank, Eddie, and Howdy get hurt or die…Those three are on my top 3 favorite WH characters (in no specific order) :(

I should make a list of favorite Welcome Home neighbors lol

Anyways

YES FRANK YOU ARE PERFECT JUST THE WAY YOU ARE

I love Eddie’s Southern accent and the way he talks sorta reminds me of Launchpad from DuckTales (the 2017 one)

Awww Eddie is scared of a bug and he wants Frank’s help awww

Eddie doesn’t want his paper chains to be ruined :(

I realized the Frank and Eddie one is also called “answer” and so far the two videos mention bugs and Frank is in each video

HOWDY’S VOICE

He definitely sounds like one of those people working on radio stations

I feel like if he’s not a shopkeeper, he would definitely work on a radio station

Howdy’s Radio Podcast when???

Sally’s voice is so dramatic and I love it

*insert scared Poppy chicken/bird noise*

Also is Poppy alright? I’m kinda worried :(

The voices of the neighbors are fantastic so far the voice actors did really great in their roles :D

Poppy and Frank = best cooking/baking duo

I wonder what those seed things taste like…They probably taste good

Frank mentions Wally eating with his eyes

The third “answer” video with Poppy and Frank mentioning butterflies

I love the Sally and Howdy sprites on the Merchandise page

The “duet” page with Wally on the phone is kinda eerie

Wally sounds dead inside

I love you too Wally lol

The rimshot and horn honk on Barnaby’s phone audio lol

Don’t worry Barnaby your jokes always make me laugh

I love Barnaby’s little “Buh bye!”

I reread "It's-For-You!" Talking Telephone Toy page, I thought it said “Mario, Inc.” instead of “Marlo, Inc.”

Super Mario is canon in this universe jk

Julie’s voice is freaking adorable

I wanna listen to Frank’s bug facts everyday

Frank freaking slanders Barnaby

I love Eddie’s jingle

I wanna get some school supplies from Eddie now lol

I love Howdy’s laughs lol

Protect Howdy at all costs

I love the “ta-da!” jingle from Sally

“…I said ‘Hellooo!’ That’s your cue!” Sally radiates theater kid energy and I love her

Poor Poppy doesn’t know how a phone works :(

*insert more scared Poppy chicken/bird noises*

Howdy’s and Frank’s letters to Wally are so wholesome

I love the insect sketches

Sally calls Julie “Juliet” that’s a cute name

Eddie is the most OP character lol

But can Eddie beat Goku tho???

I think Howdy is OP too but who knows

Julie asking Eddie to catch him is basically the “If I run and leap at Terry” scene from Brooklyn Nine-Nine

Also I actually don’t watch Brooklyn Nine-Nine btw I just know the memes

Anyways

When Frank said “Oh my”, I imagine them blushing asdfghjkl

I forgot to put this here but I love when Frank calls Eddie “Mr. Dear” that’s so cute

I love Julie and Frank’s besties dynamic in the “answer” video

PUPPET WALLY’S REFLECTION ON ONE OF THE RECORDS

I wanna buy every single merch if they are real lol

The live interview reminds me of those Muppet and Sesame Street interviews and it’s quite charming ngl

“Oh no, I don’t know. I love everyone. I love my friends.” Wally poly confirmed???

The interviewer’s name is Rick (and Morty asdfghjkl)

Miss Beagle is mentioned!!!

“I tell ya, we got a neighbor who's got an arm like a professional baseball player! It’s not easy!” Is Barnaby talking about Julie or Eddie?

I want to watch the "Julie-rella" segment so bad

Also Fairy "Dog"-mother lmao

Hopscotch To The Max wtf hahaha

“It took us an hour to get you down off Howdy's roof, and we still don’t know where the green chalk went…” Julie, you played hopscotch on Howdy’s roof???

I love Frank’s and Julie’s singing voices

I love how Barnaby just barges in and Frank is like “wtf”

I love Barnaby’s singing voice too

“Aw. I wanted to learn the colors.” Awww Wally is so adorable

“Wally, don’t look! He’s INDECENT!” That actually made me laugh even as I’m rereading the transcript and typing this down

A wild Howdy appears! *insert Pokemon battle music*

Also some of the “Just So” song demo seems to be distorted…That’s sus

The concept art of Julie’s “Just So” Bowling Dress is so cute

I also love how Frank and Julie wear outfits that match the games they play that’s so wholesome

Howdy’s laughs cure my depression

I love Howdy slapping the countertop when he laughs

Sole and Lyco awww

Awww Frank’s little “thank you”

“I’m sorry, I’ll see what I can do.” AWWW

I love when Julie translates to what Frank’s plants are saying it’s so wholesome

Eddie: *talks about the entire plot of Jack and the Beanstalk which involves Jack climbing up the beanstalk, encountering a giant, and cutting down the beanstalk with a big ax*

Poppy who is dressed as the beanstalk: Haha. I’m in danger.

Wally’s puppet hands are holding some yarn in “answer” but he seems that he’s not moving…

I can barely hear Poppy and Howdy’s dialogue in the videeo since I don’t have headphones on but I assume it’s a friendly conversation as usual since I can hear Howdy’s laugh lol

Wally’s hand trying to grab the cup of tea??? coffee??? in “answer”

Poppy and Sally talking about plays as usual lol

A human hand??? With a glove???

I don’t know who this human is but I’m pretty sure she’s a Howdy fan lol

I’m answering the Welcome Home worksheet because why not lol

1) Barnaby 2) Sally 3) Poppy 4) Julie 5) Wally

Now where’s my prize/j

I’m guessing that Wally replica puppet is going to come to life lol

I wanna go to this exhibition so bad if this is real lol

Awww the Poppy and Barnaby sprites…

I accidentally clicked the “Hello” doodle on the Guestbook and I’m scared

The page is called “Find”

Wally??? Wally you ok???

[studentbyday]

hello, i drafted an aesthetic studyblr post for today, but didn't feel like posting it bc today is an ugly rant kind of day. (more kermits under the cut)

AAAAHHHHHH STUPID FREAKING WINDOWS- 😩😫😭🤬🤬🤬 so i was working on my laptop for these past few days which uses a different ms office version from the computer i switched to today and all my work was LOST!! 😭😭 all the notes i took on OneNote (at least it was just the psyc notes i had done on the laptop - idk what i would do if biochem or mol bio notes were lost. i'd probably cry for real) and all the work i did on that biochem paper? GONE!! my brother uses LibreOffice so i finally switched to that (altho their UI isn't that nice). at this point, i might as well switch to linux (unless that would cause unforeseen problems if i still sometimes do work on windows? idk) 😅 any recs for free notes apps that have a small learning curve and are OneNote-like?

the STRANGEST part is, some of the notes and lost files came back as i was working?? i didn't do anything and i *swear* i wasn't seeing things, so like, WTF??? not that i'm complaining. i hope the entire week of psyc notes i lost comes back. if not, i'll probs rewrite them if i have time. i hope i have time. i really hate this.

also, good thing i didn't like the way i wrote the biochem paper so far. i rewrote the thing in a google doc instead just to be safe and i like the way it flows much better now. AND!!! it's super annoying that i had to do this, but my handwritten notes on the main article i'm basing my paper on were confusing me. like, in terms of the flow of the biochemistry. so i basically rewrote those notes, doing this huge web in paint and idk if i could've done that on the first read instead of the way i did it. i hate feeling like i've done double work.

after rewriting the paper (i'm not even done yet - there are several things i wanna add yet and some facts i wanna clarify) and my notes on the article for said paper, i was exhausted. i tried to switch gears by reading the instructions/background for the biochem discussion post due tmr (that i was supposed to write today 😒) but i don't get it. it's like i didn't cover lipoproteins at all! i don't remember anything! what am i here* for if i can't remember anything?!

update: i answered 1 question for the discussion post. i still have to answer 1 more but i need to finish reading the background info first.

ALSO! i was supposed to study for 6+ hours today. i have no idea how long i actually studied bc i kept stopping and starting the study with me video and i worked through the breaks anyway, so the dinging timers were just annoying.

*"here" as in at uni, studying, although if in the right mood, it could also expand to my entire existence 🙂 (luckily i'm too angry rn to feel philosophical 😒)

okay, let's try not to end so sour. good things that happened today:

physio exercises ✅

skincare ✅ (i have added lip balm to the list asides from lotion bc the chapped state hurts 🙁)

mol bio quiz ✅

journal ✅

tomorrow will be better. and if it doesn't start out right, imma fight it until it is and i won't be defeated 😠

[someidiotwithalaptop]

In today's installment of unnecessarily complicated bullshit coded by your local compsci reject at 5am: literally every* rwby ship tag ID on AO3

If you've ever wanted to be able to search for all fics tagged with an OT3 or all three of its composite pairings, well. uh. here's how to do it

Long post incoming!

Tag IDs are unique numbers associated with each tag, and if you chuck this:

filter_ids: 12345

into the "Search within results" field on AO3 (or "Any field" if you're in the Advanced search), it will filter for all fics that have tag #12345. This is basically useless unless you know what numbers go to which tags (we'll get to that in a sec), but if you do, then you can do fun stuff like this:

filter_ids: 1072769 OR filter_ids: 994409

(Which translates to Bumbleby OR Whiterose)

This lets you search for fics with either tag A or tag B instead of only fics that have both. Afaik not something the nice filtering UI is able to do.

Searching for Bumbleby AND Whiterose just involves tossing two of those "filter_ids" thingies into the search together like this:

filter_ids: 1072769 filter_ids: 994409

You can also combine them like so:

(filter_ids: 1072769 filter_ids: 1325904 filter_ids: 1059208) OR filter_ids: 2397525

((Bumbleby AND Freezerburn AND Monochrome) OR Bees Schnees)

to look for all fics with either both of the first two tags or the second tag. I've been messing around with this a bit and so far it's been letting me make my searches as long and complicated as I want.

(EDIT: okay so trying to put 683 tag filters in at the same time will return an error...)

Anyways, getting back to what the fuck are these numbers even, I put an explanation of how I found them over here (sort of, in practice I used python to do most of the legwork because jESUS FUCK THERE'S OVER 2,000 OF THEM). But for those who don't want to spend ages poking around in html code, I present:

The Fuckoff Giant Text File Of RWBY Relationship Tag IDs

It should be possible to download it if you'd like, but at least for me google docs is willing to show a searchable preview! Just hit ctrl+F and type in the ship you're looking for.

Keep in mind that these are mostly** going to be listed the way the canonical tag appears on AO3, i.e. "Blake Belladonna/Yang Xiao Long" will get a hit, but "Yang Xiao Long/Blake Belladonna" is not in the giant text file at all.

**(I did get rid of parentheticals clarifying the fandom, i.e. "Summer Rose (RWBY)/Reader" is listed as just "Summer Rose/Reader")

Also, these are sorted by tag ID, so this is (I think???) a list of every ship tag in this fandom in chronological order of when they were first tagged, since the tag IDs are assigned sequentially.

*(this file contains every single ship to the best of my knowledge. I probably did miss some and I could only scrape the ones that had already been created at the time but. but.

Amber/Ilia Amitola/Blake Belladonna/Maria Calavera/Elm Ederne/Pyrrha Nikos/Penny Polendina/Ruby Rose/Salem/Weiss Schnee/Ciel Soleil/Emerald Sustrai: 101267707

but I REALLY DID GET A LOT)

so uh. yeah! someone take python away from me askjdflskjdf

[cactus-cactus-cactus]

I’m literally typing this post in a google doc because my computer keeps SHUTTING DOWN and i lose everything i type on tumblr boooooo boo hiss

 But anyway I have lots and lots of connections to make yay

So, the Lok-Up chapter in Thunderhead. Pretty interesting! For one thing, it introduces Purity. However, there’s one specific scene that really fascinates me (Page 186-187 if  you want to look) ー Purity pulling that knife on Greyson. It’s so out of nowhere, he’s understandably pretty shocked, she starts tasting his blood, etc etc. But her justification is what really gets me: “‘I just wanted to make sure you weren’t a bot,’ she said. ‘The Thunderhead uses them to spy on us, did you know that? It’s how the Thunderhead can see in places it don’t got got cameras. The bots look more real all the time. But their blood still tastes like motor oil” (187).

So! That’s. Uh. 

We see she’s right later in the book, in Chapter 38, A Trilogy of Critical Encounters. Specifically, the second encounter, which describes Faraday, Curie, Anastasia, and Munira as they attempt to share intelligence in a coffee shop. The entire chapter is also narrated by the Thunderhead, oo aah. It makes THIS bone-chilling statement after stating that Faraday disabled the cameras: “It is no matter; I am far from blinded here, because I have a camera-bot sipping tea several tables over … It is a simple machine designed for a specific purpose: to minimize blind spots so that I may better serve humanity, And today, serving humanity means hearing this conversation.” (383). ABSOLUTELY INSANE THING TO SAY. Later on, when Faraday realizes they’re being watched in the Library of Congress (Page 442) he understandably Freaks the Fuck Out. What in the surveillance state… anyways.

Let’s pivot to Greyson for a second. As far as he knows, his primary purpose is to simply protect the scythes. That was his original job, at least. He infiltrates the acid plot for the purpose of protecting Curie and Anastasia. Traxler (Also how did traxler get involved in any of this? Who is traxler??) certainly lets him believe that. But here’s the thing.

Despite what greyson is told, his purpose is not noble.

He’s not a savior. He’s a spy. Unsavories and scythes alike are catching on to the cameras and the bots. The Thunderhead is powerful, but as shown in later books, it lacks the power of humanity. It needs Greyson as a loophole, as someone who can break rules that it is physically unable to. It’s USING him as the final evolution of the bots that “get more real all the time”ー and no matter how much The Thunderhead claims that it’s trying to save humanity, it’s still really, really scary. Purity says it herself at the end of the Lok-Up scene: 

“‘So what does [my blood] taste like?’ Greyson dared to ask.

She leaned close to him. ‘Life,’ she whispered into his ear.”’ 

He’s the perfect spy. He’s undetectable, because he’s the one thing the Thunderhead can never become. He’s human.

[gracericardson]

Pelixel Birthstone Legacy Challange

I WANT TO PREFACE THAT I DID NOT CREATE THIS CHALLENGE IT WAS CREATED BY THE LOVELY SIMMER PELIXEL. PLEASE GO:

CHECK OUT HER TUMBLR: https://pelixel.tumblr.com/

CHECK OUT HER YOUTUBE: https://www.youtube.com/@pelixel

So...I'm just putting this up because I had it saved in my Google Docs and always forgot it was there. Putting it as a personal save on Tumblr will ensure I don't forget about this wonderful challenge and use it as a legacy idea for my gameplay. Buckle up folks because it's a long one :)

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Birthstone Legacy Challenge

Do you like pretty stones? Yes? No? Well, I sure do, and that’s why I’m here today bringing you a fancy lil legacy challenge based around them! I’m a big fan of themed legacy challenges as it kinda gives me a feel for how each generation could go so I figured–why not just make my own! 

Note: I narrowed it down to birthstones by month because knowing myself we’d be here for like 30 generations if I didn’t.. 

Also for some months there’s more than one birthstone! Which means options galore! Those generations will have alternate routes so pick whichever you’d like. Alternatively they could just be extra generations, do whatever you gotta do man.

If you decide to do the challenge, tag me or something idk, show me your sims! With that out of the way, let’s hop into it.

General Rules

This follows most of the original legacy challenge rules–no cheats for unfair advantages, have an heir for each gen, yada yada. 

The only one I won’t be including is staying on one lot for the entirety of the challenge. You can if you want to (just be sure to read ahead and plan accordingly), but I like to move around!

Also, you can use all of your sims starting funds to buy your first house/apartment. Or don’t, if you're into that. 

Finish all of the assigned goals for each generation.

You don’t have to use all of the traits if you don’t wanna/can’t, just use at least 2-3 of them. Or adapt them to whatever you need, I’ll be listing 5 for each gen anyways so you have a few to pick from.

Generation 1: Garnet ------------------------------------------------------

You’re quite strong, I’ll give you that. A natural warrior and protector at heart, countless people have watched you defend your friends and family to the end. Plus, you can probably count on one hand the number of times you’ve ever gotten sick. You know those kids that dream of becoming a doctor someday? Yeah.. well guess what, that’s you! Time to follow your dreams.

Traits: Brave, Disciplined, Family-Oriented, Ambitious, No Sense of Humor

Career(s): Medical 

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Goals:

Reach the top of the medical career track, it’s your dream after all! 

Go to the gym at least 3 times a week. 

Master the athletic skill.

Have at least 5 friends. 

Marry a sim that also has a “protector” career (Ex: firefighter, medical, military, etc.) Perhaps a co-worker would be best for you? 

Have at least 4 kids, you want a big family!

Generation 2: Amethyst --------------------------------------------------

A clear head and a sharp tongue, your reputation precedes you. As confident as you are, you tend to keep most at a distance. But you’re allowed to rely on other sims y’know? Take the confidence you have in yourself and share it with others. Well, maybe I’m wrong, maybe there’s a reason you won’t let yourself get influenced by other sims?

Traits: Loner, Perceptive, Genius, Proper, Perfectionist

Career(s): Investigator OR Fortune Teller (Mystic branch)

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Goals:

Get an A in school and get a part-time job as a teenager. 

Can’t go to any bars, lounges, etc. You’re not too fond of alcohol. 

You can’t make any friends until you’re a young adult. 

Master the logic skill.

Once you finally let your guard down, you manage to make a friend! Eventually this friendship turns into a relationship. However this sim isn’t a good influence on you at all…

Must have only 1 child either with that partner or by adoption. 

Once you become an adult you realize how unhealthy your relationship has gotten. You dump the toxic partner and vow to never marry or date again. 

Buy a hot tub! You earned it, it’s your place of rest and relaxation. Use it at least 2 times a week.

Our first split choice is below! Like I said you technically only have to do one of these but you can do whatever you like.

Generation 3-1: Aquamarine ---------------------------------------------

Nothing quite like the ocean is there? Nobody’s really sure where you got your sea legs but they can’t deny that you have them. I know you joke about running away to live on a deserted island and never coming back but you wouldn’t actually do that.. Right? Well, at least you know how to swim.

Traits: Sailor, Loves the Outdoors, Loves to Swim, Adventurous, Commitment Issues

Career(s): Lifeguard OR Angler OR Scuba Diver

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Note: I HIGHLY recommend playing in a world that has an island, or an ocean at the very least. Sunset Valley is a good choice if you don’t wanna play in a custom world or in Isla Paradiso.

Goals:

Have two best friends growing up and hang out with them at least three times a week. 

Live near the beach and visit it at least once a week.

Buy a boat.

Master the scuba diving skill. 

Meet a mermaid and have a relationship with them and–oh no.. now YOU’RE a mermaid. 

Break things off with the mermaid and confide in your best friends about your newfound supernatural secret, only one of them will believe you. The other thinks you’re making it up and they no longer want to be friends with you. 

Fall in love with the friend who has always been there for you and marry them. 

Generation 3-2: Bloodstone

You really thought you wanted to become a vampire but… this is nothing like the movies! I mean seriously, did you really think vampires sparkle in the sunlight? What’s that? You want to abolish all of the vampires in the city?? Alright Buffy, do what you’ve gotta do.

Traits: Neurotic, Genius, Excitable, Dramatic, Brave

Career(s): Music OR Law Enforcement OR Alchemist

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Goals:

Have a friend as a child/teen who’s a vampire and once you both age into young adults have them turn you. 

Master either the guitar, piano, or bass skill and create a room in your house dedicated to practicing your instrument.

Cure at least 3 vampires of vampirism before curing yourself. 

Cure your childhood friend of vampirism, unbeknownst to you however they quite liked being a vampire…

Start a relationship with them and eventually get married. Once you get married you decide to only cure one vampire a week now!

Have no more than 2 kids.  

Uh-oh, your spouse has turned back into a vampire! Feeling betrayed, you divorce them.

After your divorce you don’t have to cure vampires anymore, in fact you want nothing to do with them for the rest of your life! 

Generation 4: Diamond ---------------------------------------------------

The second you walk into a room all eyes are on you and you know it. Nothing short of arrogant and cocky–you know other people want you, want to be you, you’re the most beautiful sim they’ve ever seen after all. Not to mention you’re tough skinned, even if they don’t like you–who cares? They’re practically the pebbles beneath your feet. 

Traits: Snob, Star Quality, Evil, Friendly, Irresistible 

Career(s): Film (Acting branch) OR Singer OR Business

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Goals:

Have a strained relationship with your sibling(s), they don’t understand you and why would they? They’re not even on your level.

Be best friends with your parents… You always were their favorite child right?

Have at least 8 friends while growing up.

Live in a mansion/large house.

Become a five star celebrity.

Master the charisma skill.

Fall in love with another celebrity who has at least three of your traits and is in the same career as you. A diamond can only polish another diamond after all. 

Buy a car worth over 30,000 simoleons. 

Generation 5: Emerald ---------------------------------------------------

You believe in true love. A soulmate. You’ve seen it happen with your parents and you’re determined to have it! Your loyal heart leads you through the world as you’re ready to start fresh. A story always has a beginning and an ending, and yours will have a happy one if you have any say in it. 

Traits: Easily Impressed, Friendly, Lucky, Hopeless Romantic, Flirty

Career(s): Writer

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Goals:

Start learning the writing skill as a child, you’ve gotta put those daydreams somewhere.

Right when you become a young adult, move to a new town (if you’re not moving lots, have the rest of your family move out.)

Go on 5 dates with 5 different sims.

Master the writing skill.

Get desperate and marry a sim that you have nothing in common with. Have at least two kids with them. 

Travel and find the love of your life, have an affair. When you return divorce your spouse and remarry the sim you had an affair with. 

Publish at least 10 romance/poetry books.

Generation 6-1: Pearl -----------------------------------------------------

Quite the delicate thing aren’t you? That must be why the walls you've built around yourself are higher than the eiffel tower. The world is scary, I know! But for some reason you find it a bit more bearable after the sun goes down and the moon takes its place. Could that have anything to do with some untapped magic running through your veins?

Traits: Perfectionist, Neurotic, Good, Proper, Night Owl

Career(s): Education OR Music (Symphonic Branch) OR Acrobat

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Goals:

Maintain an A in school all throughout your child and teen years.

Dabble around in the alchemy skill and find a way to become a witch.

Own at least two cats.

Reach the top of your career, it’s the only other thing that brings you some solace throughout the day.

Future spouse MUST be human, and you have to become best friends before you begin dating them. Also woohoo is only allowed after marriage.

Cast a curse on a sim with the evil trait.

Master 3 skills, one of them can be the spellcasting skill.

Have 5 children, you want the picture perfect family.

Generation 6-2: Alexandrite

Hot one minute, cold the next, that’s how you roll. You have plenty of tricks up your sleeve, nobody really knows who you are and that’s exactly how you like it. Your mischievous nature tends to attract interesting individuals and that might bother some, but all you want to do is study them. You're fascinated by the unknown because it’s what you are at your very core. 

Traits: Eccentric, Perceptive, Unstable, Childish, Social Butterfly

Career(s): Magician OR Science OR Criminal

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Goals:

Have 5 enemies and 5 friends.

Also befriend a witch, vampire, werewolf, fairy, and ghost. You’d like to understand these creatures more.

Clone a sim, any sim, perhaps one you find most intriguing…

Your future spouse should have at least 3 traits that conflict yours, you like to be kept on your toes and well… Opposites attract or whatever.

Watch a movie once a week.

Master the science skill.

Generation 6-3: Moonstone

The only constant in your life has been change, ironic huh? But you prefer it that way–no, you need it to be that way. Too much of a good thing becomes a bad thing for you. You’re okay with switching careers as long as you can keep doing it, you're fine with dropping a skill in favor of another, and don’t get me started on relationships.. The only thing that seems to be bothering you now is your own humanity, but it appears you’ve found a solution for that as well… A beast at your very core.

Traits: Commitment issues, Absent-Minded, Loves, the Outdoors, Daredevil, Schmoozer

Career(s): Political OR Professional Sports OR Acrobat OR Firefighter OR Culinary

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Goals:

Switch between school clubs and part-time jobs often as a child and teen.

Find a way to turn into a werewolf as a young adult.

You must have your moon cycle on so you can transform under every full moon. 

Host a party once a week.

Reach level 5 in 5 different skills.

Switch to a new career every sim week until you’re an adult. 

Date around until you find a sim with a compatible zodiac sign.

Fall in love with them and forsake your werewolf powers as an adult, they’ve taught you that stability can be as fun as the alternative.

Maintain your current career, you're now determined!

Generation 7: Ruby -------------------------------------------------------

Stubborn to a fault, you’d probably fight someone before you let them have their way. You were born to be a leader, responsible for something bigger than yourself. And you have the courage to go for it! You’re grabbing life by the horns and taking charge, it’s all up to you now soldier.

Traits: Brave, Athletic, Ambitious, Hot-Headed, Workaholic, Party Animal

Career(s): Political OR Military OR Firefighter OR Law Enforcement

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Goals: 

Attend Fort Starch Military School as a child.

Maintain an A in school all throughout your teen years.

Workout 3 times a week.

Fight someone once a week.. I did warn you of that didn’t I?

Master the athletic and martial arts skills.

Marry your first love fast, you were smitten from the start.

Befriend at least 4 of your co-workers, to be a leader you have to have a team behind you!

Help your children with their homework/skills! Number 1 supportive parent right here folks.

Generation 8-1: Peridot --------------------------------------------------

Your eye is on the prize and the prize is gold–or uh, simoleons. Who cares about having a steady job when you could just marry rich and travel the world! “We as sims were not put on this earth to work a 9-5!” You shout, and the crowd goes nuts. All in a day’s work for the world’s finest con-artist. I’ll admit you’ve got the right idea but uh–your tactics are a bit questionable.

Traits: Lucky, Adventurous, Genius, Loves the Heat, Snob

Career(s): Unemployed OR Art Appraisal (Acquisition branch) OR Fortune Teller (Scam Artist)

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Goals: 

Marry a rich sim, having a career is optional to you.

Visit Egypt, France and China at least once each.

Have multiple different affairs behind your spouse's back while traveling (and while not), what they don’t know won’t hurt them… probably. 

Also have multiple different kids from each of those affairs! Whoopsies!

Take a picture with each of your partners, kind of like your very own trophies.

Master the photography skill. 

After saving over 30,000 simoleons, eliminate your spouse. How you do so is entirely up to you, just make sure you don’t get caught.

Generation 8-2: Sardonyx

Born to sell, baby! That's you! We’re looking at the number one salesperson. You’re sly and slimy, but so charismatic people will overlook that because–wow, you sure do know how to strike a good deal! Only 800 simoleons? And it's a limited edition model?? Get me a pen big shot, you’ve got a deal! 

Traits: Genius, Charismatic, Evil, Ambitious, Born Salesperson

Career(s): Inventor OR Resort Owner OR Business

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Goals: 

Have a bake sale every two days as a child, planting your roots early!

Master a tech skill (inventing or advanced technology) and sell your products, now you’re really getting your name out there!

Build a plumbot, you need a partner in crime after all.

Have 10 friends but no best friends.

Live in an apartment and order pizza at least 3 times a week.

Have a one night stand lead to an unexpected pregnancy! Uh oh!

Create the nanny chip for your plumbot so you can deal with that uh, problem.

Never get into a relationship or get married, you’re married to your career after all–and you’re determined to get to the top of it!

Generation 8-3: Spinel

  If there was an award for being underappreciated, you’d get it. You work so hard and put in the effort... Why can’t other sims see that? Well, maybe you just haven’t found the right crowd yet. Someone out there will appreciate you in your entirety, you just have to get out there and find them!

Traits: Good, Shy, Good Sense of Humor, Socially Awkward, Ambitious

Career(s): Culinary OR Science OR Astronomy (Astrophysicist branch)

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Goals: 

Have a neutral relationship with your siblings and parents growing up.

Attempt to make 5 friends while growing up but something always manages to screw it up. Now you just have 5 sims who dislike you, bummer.

Move out and go to university! Get that degree baby!

Pursue your career right as you get back, there’s no time to waste! 

Only befriend other sims that have compatible zodiac signs to yours, this includes future partners as well.

Find an alien and befriend them, they seem to really like you! 

Master the social networking skill.   

Get into a relationship but never get married.

Generation 9: Sapphire ---------------------------------------------------

Prim and pristine, nothing seems to phase your royal-like attitude. And good luck to those who attempt to sway your moral compass. A cold demeanor with the ability to crush those who attempt to do wrong by you–only if they deserve it might I add, you’re quite the force to be reckoned with! I’d hate to go up against you in a debate, that’s for sure. 

Traits: Proper, Disciplined, Loner, Vegetarian, Avant Garde

Career(s): Political OR Investigator 

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Goals: 

Argue with a sim at least once a week but never physically fight them.

Any future partners must be at least good friends before you can romance them, you really wanna know these sims before you pursue them.

Excel and reach the top of your career before getting married. 

You find painting helps you keep a clear head so master the painting skill.

Have a big wedding party once you decide to get married.

Complete any opportunities you accept.

Generation 10-1: Opal ----------------------------------------------------

Nothing is ever what it seems. You’ve gone your entire life being doubted and judged by others before they even got to know you! How rude! It’s not your fault you don’t like to play by the rules, why would you if the rules were so unfair to begin with? They can call you a cheater all they want but deep down you know that they’re just envious they can’t do the same. 

Traits: Commitment Issues, Artistic, Genius, Daredevil, Party Animal

Career(s): Street Artist OR Magician OR Criminal

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Goals: 

Throw a party at your house at least once a week. 

Get arrested at least 3 times.

Greet every sim you meet with a rude introduction, then you can befriend them. They have to get to know you, silly!

Eat out at a restaurant or diner twice a week.

Mess around with multiple romantic interests at once before finding “the one” then never cheat again, you’re a changed sim! (If you decide to have children with the romantic interests before settling down is entirely up to you.)

Master the street art skill. 

Generation 10-2: Tourmaline

Having options has always been your number 1 priority in life. You’re a sim of many different talents and traits! Why hold yourself back from all of that endless potential? Your second priority? Helping others! Your kindness is unlimited and your desire to care for others will outweigh your own needs at times. Quite the generous character aren’t you? 

Traits: Good, Friendly, Bookworm, Nurturing, Eco-Friendly

Career(s): Daycare OR Education OR Firefighter OR Medical

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Goals: 

Live that eco-friendly life baby! Save the planet!

Have 20 friends. (Wow, you’re pretty popular huh?)

Donate to charities once a week.

Master the cooking and handiness skills and reach level 5 in 3 other skills. 

Date a sim as a teen and never break up, then marry your high school sweetheart! 

Have 5 children and adopt at least 1 of them.

Generation 11-1: Topaz ----------------------------------------------------

Your desire to live a long life might be clouding your judgment, don’t you think? I mean seriously, I know your family has dabbled into the occult stuff in the past. But of all the supernatural creatures you could choose, you pick fairies? What’s that? You’re just built different? You know what, I’m staying very far away from you. 

Traits: Genius, Avant Garde, Loves the Heat, Lucky, Supernatural Fan

Career(s): Ghost Hunter OR Alchemist 

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Goals: 

Don’t attempt to make any friends until you age into a young adult.

Harvest death flowers from your local cemetery and reach level 7 of the gardening skill to grow them yourself! 

Master the alchemy skill.

Create and use the Midas touch potion 5 times. And touch at least 3 sims while using it. 

Have one human child before turning yourself into a fairy.

Create the Bottled Blessing of the Fae potion to turn into a fairy and extend your lifespan.

Obtain the philosopher's stone and bind a ghost to your household.

Marry a sim that either has the same lifespan as yourself or longer. (Your best bet for this would probably be another fairy or vampire.) 

Generation 11-2: Citrine

Responsible and honest, you’re a big fan of the little things. You want a simple and easy life living off of the land, who can blame you for that? Although while your life may be a breeze, your interests may make it difficult for you to connect with those around you. Have patience! 

Traits: Natural Cook, Animal Lover, Loves the Outdoors, Technophobe, Gatherer

Career(s): Culinary OR Gardener OR Farmer OR Nectar Maker OR Equestrian

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Goals: 

Adopt a dog, cat and a horse. Max out their relationship bars.

Master the cooking, fishing and gardening skills. 

You can only get into a relationship after you become an adult and your spouse must have the computer whiz trait. Someone has to understand technology around here, but it won’t be you!

Learn 20 recipes. 

Only eat meals you cook at home, you’re very picky when it comes to what you eat.

Grow a large garden.

Have 3 children max.

Generation 12-1: Tanzanite -----------------------------------------------

There’s nothing wrong with living in the moment, but doesn’t your future make you nervous? I mean c’mon, do you have anything else planned other than getting famous? Actually y’know what? Just manifest it babes, you’ll be fine… probably. 

    Traits: Absent-Minded, Clumsy, Unstable, Star Quality, Schmoozer

Career(s): Film (Directing Branch) OR Journalism OR Bartender

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Goals: 

Change something about your appearance every week. (Ex: haircut/color, outfit, etc.) 

Master the mixology skill.

Work at least 4 nights a week bartending.

Become at least a 4 star celebrity. 

After you gain a celebrity star level, only interact with other celebs. Cut your old friends off, you don’t need them anymore. 

Get married to your partner quickly, a spur of the moment decision on your end. 

Have an affair that leads to a child. 

Generation 12-2: Zircon

You’ve been around the block and seen it all. That includes things you didn’t even want to see. But as time goes on, you continue to be ever changing and your mind opens up to the world around you. Use all of that knowledge to benefit society!

    Traits: Genius, Perceptive, Bot Fan, Unflirty, Frugal

Career(s): Bot Arena OR Astronomer OR Science

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Goals: 

Visit the past and the future.

Manage to create a Utopia for the future.

Build 3 Plumbots and have a romantic relationship with one… (Gonna be honest I didn’t even know that was a thing until I looked it up.)

Meet and befriend your descendants. 

Master the bot building skill.

Only ever adopt children if you decide to have them. 

Generation 12-3: Turquoise

Kind and sweet but also cold and cruel at the same time, how do you do it? You’re eerily similar to some of your ancestors, but having gained their knowledge–you manage to pull it off better than they did! To be completely honest, I don’t even think I know your true intentions.. 

    Traits: Evil, Friendly, Family-Oriented, Savvy Sculptor, Irresistible

Career(s): Sculptor OR Artist OR Architectural Designer OR Stylist

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Goals: 

Become best friends with 5 sims.

Have 3 of those friends turn into enemies.

Woohoo with 10 different sims.

Do something new once every week.

Own a bird, any bird will do.  

Master the sculpting skill.

Get married and then get divorced, get remarried to one of your enemies. 

Woah you made it to the end, congrats!! I sincerely hope you get some enjoyment out of this challenge and thank you for either checking it out or completing it! This was kinda a spur of the moment project but nonetheless, I put a lot of love and time into it - Pelixel <3

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The Stranger Stampy Circus: Chapter 3

The third chapter of a long series I am making!

NOTICE: This is 11+! Throughout this story, there will be light mentions of blood, death, war, darker humor, and violence. While nothing here is explicit, if this bothers you in any way, keep on moving. Trust me. I won't be mad.

AN: I am making this not only on here but on google docs. This is a crossover between Stranger Things, Stampy's Lovely World, The Amazing Digital Circus, and Wonka. Each chapter will have a name of one of the characters (or main POV's I refer to them as,) and whoever's name is on the chapter title is the person narrating the chapter.

Anyways, I hope you enjoy TSSC!

Chapter 3:Pomni

Today was the last day in the office before Christmas break. We were celebrating with hot cocoa, cookies, and a gift exchange. My coworkers are Jasper, Rianna, “Zoob,” Gaipha, Kayon, and Cain, who is also my boyfriend. “I GO FIRST!” Jasper called out. “No, Jasper, our boss Cain decides who goes first,” Rianna sighed. “Oh c’mon Raggedy Ann, he’s too busy with Pomni sleeping on his shoulder,” Jasper grinned. At that moment, I woke up. 

“Huh? What? I was sleeping?” I asked. “Like a rock,” Zoob added. Everyone giggled a bit. “Ah, my dear, why don’t you open your present first?” Cain smiled. He went to the tree, and picked up a present, handing it to me. I quickly scrambled to open it, and what was…

“A red button?”

Jasper raised his hand. “Erm… I was your secret santa, but I didn’t give you that. “Are you sure?” Gaipha asked. “That sounds like something you’d buy.” I was examining the red button with awe. It was a long thin tube, the size of a pointer finger. The button had lightning and clouds in it, and it was strangely menacing.

“Jasper, if you didn’t get me this, then HOW did it end up here?” I asked. “Not sure, Pomni. I think you should press the button. What’s the worst that could happen?” Jasper grinned. “I mean, there are a lot of terrible things that could happen,” Kayon commented, “A nuclear explosion, setting off asteroids, abstrac- you know what, I am not going to say it.” I nodded my head. Cain looked at me, then the button, then back at my eyes. “Well, it’s your choice.”

“You can press the button if you want. Or you can leave it. It’s your secret santa.” I held my breath. “I’m gonna do it,” I said, and I pressed the button.

And that was the last I felt or saw before I woke up.

-+*~*+-

“Pomni, POMNI!” Cain called, shaking my elbow. “What!? Where are we?” I asked as I jolted upwards, looking in all directions. Next to me were Rianna and Jasper, who seemed to got transported too.

But none of my other co-workers were there.

“Where are the others..?” Rianna mumbled as she rubbed her head. “Not sure,” I responded. She pulled her trusty butcher knife out of her pocket. “Whoa, dollface! Slow down! We don’t want to scare whoever lives in the area,” Jasper said sarcastically. “Jasper, nobody lives here. This is a barren, blue, dead, wasteland of a place,” I frowned. “Truth be told, I am not sure this is safe to breathe in,” Cain added, “It’s filled with giant chunks of ash, we could suffocate if we breathe this stuff in.” Jasper rolled his eyes. “Thanks for the confidence, I definitely feel confidence-d.”

After looking around for a little while, we stumbled upon a massive chapel. “Good heavens, that’s gorgeous,” Rianna breathed.

“It is, isn’t it?”

My friends and I screamed and jumped together. A weird vine man stared at us with a sleepy orange cat on his shoulders. The man had menacing black, circular eyes. The orange cat had his eyes half-open, as he was trying to stay awake. He had green eyes, purplish gray boots, and a diamond sword. “Nice to meet you,” The man smiled, holding out his vine-covered claw, “I am Vecna.”

“So you are here to help us?” I asked politely. “Yep! You aren’t my first visitors. I will show you around.”

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I Don't Believe You

Kaminari Denki x Reader

Warnings: Swearing, Implied Cheating

Date Posted: 12/11/22

A/N: This was 10 pages on Google Docs, and I hated every sentence of it. Here I am, still posting it so I can look back and be deeply embarrassed about it like I do with everything else💀💀 I haven’t posted in like a year or two lmao. It’s probably gonna take me another year to post something else😭😭 Anyway, enjoy my attempt at angst.

Also there's still people following me or liking my stuff here and there and I get so confused when I see it😭💀 Like I'm judging you so hard cause some of that stuff be making me cringe😭😭 I love you tho cause you put yourself through that and still decide to show that you liked it💀💀

You huffed, glaring at Denki, who was obviously lying, "I don't believe you."

"Well, you should, Babe. Trust is a good thing to have in a relationship," Denki said matter-of-factly.

"Sorry if I'm not trusting you right now when you're lying to me," You irritatedly muttered while glaring at Denki.

Denki faked a gasp pretending to be offended, "My dear, sweet, absolutely drop fucking dead gorgeous, Y/n, you don't believe me?! I feel betrayed. Take it back and say you love me. I might forgive you then."

You felt your eyebrow twitch, "You realize that I know you're lying because you have crumbs all over your face and clothes, right? I'm not blind."

Denki looked down at his sweatshirt that, as you said, had crumbs all over it. He wiped his face with his sleeve and gave you a nervous smile.

"Sorry?"

You decided that having Denki get you more of your food is an acceptable apology, "Buy me more, and I'll let you sleep on the bed tonight."

Denki knew you were lying about you not letting him not sleep on the bed. You would never admit it, but without him, you wouldn't be able to sleep. If you did manage to fall asleep, it would be out of pure exhaustion, and you wouldn't sleep well anyways. He knows it's selfish, but he can't help but be happy that you can't sleep without him. It makes him feel like no matter what, he's needed. He felt guilty for eating your food. So, of course, he's going to get you more.

"Gladly," He stood up and shook the crumbs off his sweatshirt. He walked over and kissed your forehead.

Just as he turned to leave, you stopped him, "Hang on, you overgrown man child," you walked closer to Denki and swiped your thumb across his lip, "You missed a spot."

Denki giggled and grabbed your hand. He pulled you to the door without much resistance. There was no way he was going to the store alone when he could spend those valuable minutes soaking up your presence.

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"Denki. Don't you dare," You warned.

"What? I have no idea what you're talking about," He feigned innocence. He adjusted the grip on his water balloon.

Everyone was surprisingly off today from their hero duties. And by everyone, you mean the Bakusquad. You all planned on hanging out and relaxing on your shared day off. It was going well until Mina and Denki showed up with buckets filled with water balloons and threw one at Bakugou's head. It exploded on impact, and even though the ash blonde had mellowed out since high school, his temper was still unleashed.

This started a water balloon fight, and currently, you have run out of water balloons to throw. Denki, on the other hand, had one in each hand.

You have been lucky and haven't gotten hit yet. You didn't feel like being soaked in water, so your dodging skills were at their max. Unfortunately, Denki pushed you into a corner, and you couldn't escape.

"Please?" You offered, hoping it would convince him not to throw the water balloon at you.

Denki let out a small laugh, "Nope."

He threw the balloon at you, making you gasp from the sudden coldness. A giant wet spot was formed where you were hit, and you felt your shirt start to stick to you. You immediately scrunched up your nose in discomfort. You knew asking him not to do it would be a long shot, but at least you could say you tried. Kind of.

"Babe, don't make that face. You're making me feel bad," Denki pouted at the uncomfortable expression you wore.

"Good. I hope you feel bad. Now I'm cold because of you," You stuck your tongue out at him. He knew you weren't actually mad at him. Annoyed? Definitely. Mad? No.

That's when you felt something whack your face. It was soft, warm, and a little damp. When you inhaled, you smelled Denki's signature cologne. It wasn't too strong that it made your nose burn, but not too weak that you couldn't smell it. It was your favorite cologne of his. Even after all these years, it still makes your heart flutter.

You pulled the hoodie away from your face and put it on. You looked up at Denki to say 'thanks' but saw that he was slightly blushing. 

"Ya know, I love when you wear my clothes, right?"

"It's been mentioned before."

"Oh. Well, I'll tell you again. I love you in my clothes. You look so adorable, and I just wanna cuddle you all day," Denki pulled you into his arms and started waddling backward with you, away from all the chaos.

You both forgot that you were in the middle of a water war and jumped when you were hit with a water balloon courtesy of Mina.

"You guys are so adorable, it's disgusting, and I hate it," She playfully glared at the two of you. 

"Oh, you don't even get to talk. Last time I checked, you and a certain redhead were just as disgustingly adorable," You shot a playful glare back at her.

"Touche," Mina quickly ran off to her next target.

"Aw, man. Now your sweater is wetter than before," you pouted at Denki. He threw his head back and let out a laugh that you could feel vibrating from his chest. When he finally calmed down, he gave you a sweet peck on the lips and dragged you back into the water balloon fight with him.

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You unlocked the door leading into your shared apartment with Denki. You had just finished your shift, and you were tired. You were ready to go to your bed and never wake up again.

You opened the door and walked inside. You went through all the motions of getting ready for bed on autopilot. When you finally came to, you were walking into the kitchen. You decided eating before going to bed might be a good idea.

After eating, you wandered into your bedroom. You paused at what you saw, or more like, what you didn't see. Denki wasn't in your shared bed sleeping or on his phone.

You furrowed your eyebrows. Where is he? Well, you did show up later than usual. Denki always got off a few hours before you, but it also meant he started a few hours before you. 

He was probably at Sero's house hanging out with him or sleeping. He probably got bored waiting for you to get home or was too tired to get himself back home, so he went there and lost track of time. He and Sero have the same work schedule, so it's not unusual.

You sighed and climbed under your blankets. Thankfully, you were exhausted, so you could fall asleep without needing Denki. Still, that didn't stop the cold, empty feeling in the pit of your stomach from not having him hold you.

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“Hey, you've reached Kaminari Denki's phone. I'll get back to you when I can,” You sighed after hearing the beginning of Denki's voicemail again. 

“Wow, listen to him. He sounds so grown up,” You could hear Mina in the background pitch in. 

“I am a grown-up, Mina! I can take care of myself perfectly fine,” Denki whined. 

“Barely. You'd die within a few weeks if Y/n wasn't there to take care of you,” You never fail to snort at the jab Bakugou makes at your boyfriend. 

“Whatever. Leave a message at the beep.“

Then right before the message ends, you can hear Mina in the background. “Beeeeeeeep.”

"Hey, Denks. It's me... Again. Sorry to bug you even more than I already have, but I'm wondering when you're coming home. I know it's your day off, so you're probably with Sero, but I managed to get off a few hours early from my shift. I wanted to spend some time together. I want to see you. Honestly, it feels like it's been forever since we've actually talked to each other. Anyways, I think I'm rambling now. Call me back, please. I love you."

You ended the voicemail before you continued to ramble on. Denki had always been out while you were home, whether he was with his friends or at work. It was always the same the other way around when he was home.

It's not like you expected him to sit at home and wait for you, but he's been out more recently. You gnawed on your lip as thoughts raced through your mind. You got up from the couch that you and Denki picked out together. 

You remember that day vividly. You had just rented out the apartment and had no furniture. Only a mattress, lying in the middle of the master bedroom since you both were too lazy to move anywhere else. You both haven't had enough time to go furniture shopping. When you finally got a shared day off, Denki dragged you to different furniture stores, excited to finally have a shared living space for only the both of you.

You spent the day telling him that you were not buying furniture related to Pikachu. Instead, you bought matching Pikachu onesies you wore the first night in your now fully decorated apartment as you munched on some Chinese takeout.

You smiled at the memory as you flopped into your bed. Taking a nap sounded perfect to you at the moment. As you pulled the covers over yourself, you thought of more happy memories you shared with Denki. It helped you sleep better without him, but it wasn't enough to make the cold, empty feeling leave completely.

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You woke up with a jolt. You had heard someone open the door to your apartment. It was barely anything, but enough to make you a bit anxious. You quickly got out of bed and opened the door leading out of your bedroom. Your Pro Hero instinct kicked in. You kept your breathing quiet and your footsteps quieter. You felt the familiar feeling of your quirk as you prepared to use it at any given moment. 

You saw that the kitchen light was on and furrowed your eyebrows. You saw a figure leaning on the counter, drinking a glass of water. You instantly knew who that figure belonged to and relaxed, your pulse steadily lowering. You looked at the clock on the microwave to check the time.

"Denki? Why are you coming home at 2 in the morning?" You gently whispered so you wouldn't scare him. Your actions went in vain as you saw him jump in surprise and whip his head in your direction.

"Ah, Y/n. You scared me." Denki let out a low chuckle at the mini heart attack he almost had. "Sorry, did I wake you up? I swear I made sure that I was quiet."

"It's fine. Where were you, though? It's not like you come home at 2 a.m. unless you have a shift. I know you had today, yesterday technically, off."

"Ah, um… I was… working. I picked up an extra shift."

You nodded in acknowledgment. You walked up to him, keeping eye contact. He looked nervous. He had a look in his eyes that said he was lying. He had the same look when he tried to throw you a surprise birthday party last year. Only this time, there was something that could only be called guilt laced in his beautiful electric eyes that you adored. What was he guilty about? Why was he lying to you in the first place?

"Yeah, I do. I'm gonna shower first, though." You heard him say quietly. You listened to the gentle clinking of his empty glass of water being set in the sink. His footsteps got quieter as they receded into the room you emerged from only a few minutes ago.

"Yeah, I do. I'm gonna shower first, though." You heard him say as he put his empty glass of water in the sink. He then left, heading into the room you emerged from only a few minutes ago.

You were thinking incorrectly, right? You're just tired from being woken up after falling asleep. It's Denki we're talking about here. There's no way. Is there? He probably just forgot to give you a kiss or a hug after coming home too.

You smelt alcohol coming from Denki. That's not it, though. You also smelt a hint of perfume. You know you don't own that perfume. It was perfume you actually hate the smell of. Maybe he was with Mina, and some of her perfume got stuck on his clothes. No, that's not it. Once when you were shopping with Mina, you remember smelling that perfume. You both hated the smell of it. She would never buy something she hated.

You couldn't stop your mind from racing. You couldn't stop your heart from beating fast. You couldn't stop your breaths from becoming shallow and irregular. You couldn't stop the lump in your throat from forming and the burning behind your eyes. And you most certainly could not have stopped from your heart breaking at the next thought your wretched mind brought you.

It's not yours or Mina's perfume, so who does that perfume belong to? He knows you're fine with him having female friends, so why did he try to hide it?

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It's been weeks, and you have been a busy person. On purpose? Definitely. You've been trying to push the fact that Denki might be cheating on you so far in the back of your brain that you'll forget about it. 

It works for a while, but then you get time to think. It could be in the shower, driving, making food or coffee, or lying in bed trying to fall asleep. Denki usually wasn't there beside you sleeping, but whenever he was, it made things worse. How can someone be so close, yet so far away?

You've had a massive headache from the lack of sleep you've been suffering from. You feel like shit, but then again, what's new? 

You arrive at your apartment door and pull your key out of your pocket. You always find it interesting that you never struggle to unlock the door like others. You're never sitting in the hallway trying to get the key into the keyhole. It makes you laugh a little when you see someone struggling to get their key in the hole.

You tiredly open the door, ready to just crash. Maybe you'll get more than a few hours of sleep this time. Wow. You sound like your mother whenever she comes back from a double shift.

You step into your apartment and notice Denki's shoes at the entryway. You also notice the obnoxiously bright yellow shoes next to his. You don't move a muscle, and suddenly you're inspecting everything with your eyes and listening for any little noise.

You hear a laugh, two, actually. One is obviously Denki's laugh, a laugh that used to fill your chest with warmth and never failed to make you smile. A laugh that you now can't help but feel anxious hearing. The other laugh sounds so sweet, so kind, so gentle. Like a melody to your ears that you can't help but wish to hear again. A siren's song. You couldn't help your curiosity. You peeked your head around the corner to see Denki. You tried to look at her features, but all you could focus on was the way he smiled so brightly, looking at her. She was his world. She was the love of his life. It hurts more knowing that it used to be you on the receiving end of that smile. You feel like you're about to taste the food you barely ate today all over again.

You let out a quiet breath as you hid behind the wall again. You don't even feel like crying anymore. You've been through the grief, the anger, the tears, the guilt, and the what-ifs. You just feel hurt and tired and ready for this to be over. You slowly back up and gently close the door. There's a soft click as the door closes, but it's not loud enough for the pair inside to hear over their conversation.

You turn around, not bothering to lock the door. You slowly made your way to the elevator and hit the button, taking you to the first floor. Once you get to the lobby, you head to one of the couches and plop down on one.

You've decided you're not going to put yourself through this anymore. Once the girl with the beautiful laugh and the obnoxiously bright yellow shoes that she can probably pull off leaves, you'll head into the apartment she spent god knows how long in and pack your stuff up. 

While you wait, you'll look for another place to live. You pull out your phone and start looking around at different apps. Maybe a small house with an extra bedroom for someone to crash in. Maybe another apartment. Maybe a mansion halfway across the world. Or a one-way ticket into the fucking sun. Or maybe you could call someone you're close to and crash on their couch for a couple of days. You'll probably end up crashing with Mina for a week or two while you find a place. Or maybe you'll just become her roommate. Then again, she lives with Eiji. That would be a little weird. A smitten couple trying not to be smitten because their friend got cheated on by one of their other friends. Yeah, no, not weird at all.

You've been looking at houses, apartments, and offers from people who need a roommate for about 2 hours now. You're still sitting in the lobby waiting for the girl with the beautiful laugh and obnoxious yellow shoes to come down. You had started convincing yourself that this girl was Denki's new PR manager or his PR manager's assistant going over interviews. Or maybe she was an event planner that's helping him plan your birthday that's coming up. Five months seems a little early to start planning your birthday, though. Then again, you don't think Denki would look at his PR manager like that.

That's when you see them. They're blinding, and they demand attention. You look up at the face those obnoxiously yellow pair of shoes belong to, and your breath hitches in your throat. She's gorgeous, and it crushed any hopes of her being ugly. The way her perfectly curled brown hair falls down just past her shoulder without a strand misplaced, or the beautiful soft, lime green eyes she has. She looks around curiously and makes eye contact with your own. Anyone would fall in love seeing how she sends a soft smile and a small wave your way. You stared at her and the perfect way she walked. She has confidence. The way her perfectly shaped eyebrows lift up in surprise and her long eyelashes flutter as she notices your disinterest in her. She's used to being looked at, which makes sense. Look at her. She's practically perfect. Although the feeling of crying comes back instantly to you as she looks away from your intense gaze and speed walks off, not before pulling the sleeves from her hoodie down to cover her hands and sliding them into her pockets makes you feel like shit. Your chest tightens when you finally realize why that hoodie looked so familiar. 

It was Denki's hoodie, but not just any of his hoodies. It was the hoodie that he gave to you during the water balloon fight. It was the hoodie you slept countless nights in. It was the hoodie you bought him because he wouldn't stop talking about it when you were still just friends. It was the hoodie Denki confessed to you in and asked you to be his girlfriend. It was his favorite hoodie. It was your favorite hoodie. It was now a hoodie given to some random girl that Denki was cheating on you with. It was now her favorite hoodie too. It was now the hoodie you hated the most.

"Don't be so naive, Y/n. It's just a hoodie, after all," you muttered out loud. You got up from the chair you occupied for the last 2 hours. You took your time as you made your way back to your shared apartment. 

"Come on, Y/n. Just go in there, grab your shit, and leave. No talking necessary," you tried to hype yourself up before you went inside. Taking a deep breath, you pulled out your key and unlocked the door. Denki probably locked it when he showed his new, pretty girlfriend out. You took one last deep breath and walked inside the apartment. You gently shut the door behind you and set your keys down. You keep your shoes on, knowing you'll be leaving in a bit anyway. You walk into the living room to see Denki lying on the couch, scrolling through something on his phone. You stay quiet as you ignore him and walk to your shared bedroom.

"Oh hey, Baby," Denki said as he saw you walk past him.

"Hey," you muttered and continued to walk. You held back a scoff. Baby? He probably called her that too.

Denki furrowed his eyebrows at your response. It's not like you were jumping onto him every time you saw each other, but you never dismissed him like that. You would always stop and kiss him before you did whatever you planned. Concerned, Denki followed you into your shared room. He paused when he saw you grabbing bags out of the closet and setting them on the bed.

"Umm, Y/n? What are you doing?"

You bit your lip to keep the tears that automatically activated when you heard his voice at bay. You continued opening drawers, taking your stuff out to put into the bags.

Denki was confused. Why were you acting like this? Did someone get hurt? Are you going on a trip he forgot about? Denki's anxiety grew with each second you didn't answer his questions. He finally had enough and stopped you.

"Y/n, what's going on? Is there anything I can do to help?" He tried making eye contact, but you didn't even look at him. When you finally did, he wished you didn't.

"Let go of me."

Your voice was so cold. The look in your eyes was unbothered, but he caught a glimpse of betrayal and sadness. His heart rate picked up. This was real. 

"Y/n, what happened?" Denki whispered in a shaky voice. The thought of losing you brought him to tears.

As for you, your sadness grew into anger. You couldn't stop the words from tumbling out of your mouth, "You know damn well what happened, Kaminari!" You ripped your arm away from him as you turned to face him before continuing, "I have been dealing with your bullshit for months. I let you crawl into bed with me after you spent hours with some woman doing god knows what. I let you kiss me with the same lips you kissed her, and I'm sick of it. I'm done, Kaminari! I can't believe I sat in the lobby for two fucking hours just for you guys to finish your little date. You left me heartbroken and numb, and I won't stay here and feel this way anymore."

Denki looked at you with wide eyes, completely caught off guard by your rant. The words finally processed I'm his head as you continued throwing your stuff in bags. 

 "No, no, no. It's not what you think. I swear. Please, please, Y/n. Stop and listen to me," Denki's voice cracked as he begged.

You couldn't help your curiosity. You wanted to know what shit excuse he would give you, "Go ahead. Explain."

"Y/n, baby, she's been helping me plan how I was going to propose to you," Denki reached out to touch your cheek but stopped when he watched you flinch back. He felt like throwing up, but he knew he had to get it all out, "I knew that I wanted to marry you in U.A. You believed in me when everyone else just made fun of me. You're the love of my life. I wouldn't do something like that to you, I swear."

You stared at him, and you felt sick. You opened and closed your mouth. The words wouldn't come out.

"You have to believe me. Please say something," Denki had tears streaming down his face. He sniffled and held your face in his hands while he rested his forehead on yours. You both stayed there for a moment. The silence is overbearing and practically killing Denki. Denki heard you draw in a deep breath. Moths were flying in his stomach, waiting for your words 

“I don't believe you," you stepped away from Denki's hold and finished packing your last bag.

Denki couldn't do anything but watch. He watched as the woman he loved walked out of their shared bedroom with bags hanging over her shoulders. He watched as the woman he loved left her key to their shared apartment on the kitchen counter. He watched as the door clicked shut behind the woman he loved. He didn't know how long he was standing there as the tears never seemed to stop.

"Fucking hell," Denki muttered to himself as he pulled out the small black velvet box from his pocket. He opened it and looked at the stone glistening in the light sitting atop the engagement band. He couldn't hold back the mournful laugh that ripped through his throat. They quickly turned into sobs.

[rainbows-r-nice05]

~Photographed Memories~

An Anthony Lockwood fanfiction

Content: you'll see :)

Summary: You recall the first date you have ever been on with Anthony Lockwood. And you wish it could last forever.

Word Count: 2,400 (according to Google Doc.)

Notes: Wow, ok I have never been on a date before so I do not know how dates work so... just bear with me on this one lol. I personally liked this one but like I said earlier, there will be some mistakes because my writing is crap :). Anyway please enjoy this cute chapter!!

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Chapter 1

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     Our first ever photo was one that is cherished and has a very special meaning behind it. The photo was taken on Your first ever date with the one and only Anthony Lockwood. The photo was a framed one and it was taken outside. You and Lockwood decided that for your first date, the both of you would have a picnic at a park. The picture shows the both of you smiling at the camera, super close to each other. Your cheeks are almost touching and the sunlight was hitting the both of you at the right angle. The light really made your (e/c) eyes dazzle like the stars and Lockwood's skin was practically shining. 

     Lockwood was the one who asked you out. It was actually at the dinner table and he just spat it out like it was something entirely normal. You have had a crush on Anthony for some time now and you could not resist the date offer. The date went a little something like this: 

     "Ok, How about this one Luce?" You were currently trying on cute sundresses you got from your family. You and Lucy shared a room (for now) and you both had a changing wall to go change behind. You currently have a deep dark blue one that just did not set right. "Hmmm…." Lucy said while having a finger to her chin trying to think. "It's too dark. Maybe try this one on." She held up a soft, yellow knee dress with cute little white flowers on it. "Oh my gosh I really like this one!" you say as you hold the soft fabric in your hands. "I must try this on!!" You exclaimed as you went to go change behind the changing wall. 

     Oh my gosh were you beautiful. You stepped out and Lucy's mouth fell open. "You look absolutely gorgeous you come see for yourself," she says as she grabs you by the shoulders and walks you to the mirror. "Oh my gosh you are right and oh…" you murmured as you felt the sides of your dress. "OH MY GOSH THEY HAVE POCKETS?!?!?!" "NO WAY!!!" "OH I AM SO WEARING THIS!!!" You exclaimed as you put your hands in your pockets and did a little spin. Smiling your face towards Lucy who also had a big smile on her face. "Now onto your makeup and hair!!"

     You trusted Lucy, I mean you both lived in the same room for about a year now and the both of you are best friends. Once she was done with your makeup and hair, you looked in the mirror one last time. Your makeup was light with some blush, a little mascara, and some pink lips. Your hair was down and curly with a cute headband. You took a deep breath as you looked at yourself before going down to greet Lockwood. "Hey…" Lucy said as she put a hand on your shoulder. "It's ok to be nervous on a first date," she said soothingly. "I know, I just don't know how to act." You said as you played with the helm of your dress. "You know, I am pretty sure he is nervous too. I heard him bickering with George about how nervous he was for today." A pink tint arose onto your cheeks as you thought of Anthony talking George's ear off about a girl he has liked. 

     All of a sudden you hear a knock on the door. "Y/n, Anthony is ready whenever you are." You heard George's voice through the door. "Alright, I'll be down in a minute!" You yelled down. You looked in the mirror one last time, taking a deep breath and thinking to yourself about what lies ahead. You turned around and smiled at Lucy. She then pulled you into a hug and you felt the warmth radiating off of her. "This is it, the moment I have been waiting for." "And it's your time to shine," Lucy said as she pulled away. "Ok, just remember the key points I taught you last night." Lucy said as she led you out the door. "Trust me, I will not forget them."

     You approached the door and took a deep breath as you put your hand on the door knob, slowly turning it. As you opened the door you walked out and went down the first flight of stairs. You then turn to go down the second flight of stairs into the hallway when you see Anthony and George talking to each other at the front door. He had on a white button down shirt with trousers and nice looking shoes. And then you caught the attention of Anthony's face which looked absolutely starstruck. The way your hair was curled and was down along with how the sun was shining on your face. Your dress swished as you moved down the stairs. Once you got down you walked toward Anthony. You were now face to face with him and you just looked at each other. "Hi," you said as you locked eyes with him. "Wow, you look absolutely stunning." You felt heat rush to your cheeks as you stood there with your hands folded. "Thank you," you said as you looked at Anthony for a good bit until breaking eye contact. Sometimes you could never tear away from his chocolate brown eyes. Something with them that made you want to look at him forever. "So, are you ready," Anthony said as George handed him the basket filled with baked goods and a blanket to sit on. You took the blanket from Anthomy's hands, indicating that you wanted to hold it. "As ready as I'll ever be," you smiled up at him. "You two love birds have fun!!" You heard Lucy yell from the stairs. You smiled at her and waved to her. Grinning, Anthony opened the front door for you to walk through and out you went down from the stairs to the iron gate. You then waited for Anthony who opened the gate for you and closed it behind him. "Now then, shall we?" He held his hand out for you to hold. "We shall," you grinned up at him and you slid your fingers into his long thin ones. You two walked along the sidewalk in the sunny morning with a gentle breeze flowing.

     "So, I saw you reading in the library yesterday, what were you reading exactly?" Anthony asked. "Wow Lockwood, you could have asked so many more questions and you chose that one." You tell him with a teasing smirk. "What? It's a genuine question." He said laughing. You and Anthony had that kind of relationship with either one of you teasing the other. It actually happened ever since you met him. "Well, if you want to know," you say with a sly smirk as you look at him for a second. "I was reading one of my favorite books and also one of the greatest American tragedies of all time. It is called The Great Gatsby." You say as you continue to walk down the sidewalk. "The Great Gatsby…. I don't think I have ever heard of it." He said looking at you for a second. "It is indeed an American novel and I read it already during school. I just had to pick it up again and reread it." You both kept talking about books and different authors and turns out, your favorite author's are C.S. Lewis and J.R.R Tolkien ( or whatever you desire). "Perhaps I should ask you what you read." " Ohhh you know, magazines and all. Trying to keep up with the latest London drama." You laugh a little at the little joke he made. "Well isn't that lovely."

     The rest of the walk there wasn't at all bad. Once you all got to the spot it was quite beautiful. The sun was shining just right and there were trees scattered around along with birds chirping and singing in the air. There was a gentle breeze that would come and go. No one else was there except you and Anthony. He set down the basket and took one side of the blanket from your hands in order to lay it out on the grass. While that was happening, your fingers grazed his hand and sparks shot through your fingers. You blushed a little at this and smiled shyly. You both extended the blanket in the air and laid it down in the grass. Anthony then stepped on the blanket in order for it to stay down and extended his hand in order for you to take it and step on the blanket in order to sit down on it. 

     Anthony then pulled the basket to the both of you and lifted the cloth from above it and the smell of the baked goods fills your nose. "Oh my gosh.." You say as you take a (f/c) cookie out of the basket. "These are my favorite cookies of all time!!" You bit into the warm, gooey cookie and instantly groaned at how delicious it was. "Mmmm.. Oh my gosh these are so good." Anthony chuckled in a low voice. "Yeah, I kind of told George to sneak in some of your favorite cookies." Anthony nervously scratched behind his neck. "Aww, Lockwood you knew, Thank you." You said as you got closer to him. "It was no worry." Anthony said as he took a cookie out to munch on. 

     "So, what is this great American tragedy about?" Anthony said as he was getting more into the book you were reading. "Oh Lockwood you wouldn't believe how good it is, the setting of the 1920's along with the love tied between, and also—" Anthony couldn't help but stare at you in complete awe as you rambled about something you loved. The way your eyes lit up and how your posture straightened caught his eyes. The breeze flowing through your hair as you spoke with an excited voice and your eyes lit up like the Eiffel Tower. He couldn't help but smile at the way you were so intrigued with this story. "And at the end, there–... Oh, was I rambling just now?" You realized just now that you were just talking Anthony's ear off about this book he had never read. You see, before you met Lockwood, you would read so much, but no one would even bother listening to your summaries of the stories. "Oh no, you can keep going, it was quite cute actually," Anthony said with a small smirk as he took a doughnut from the basket. You felt your cheeks twitch up into a giant grin at and felt heat rush to your neck and cheeks. "Actually you know what, I don't want to spoil the ending for you, why don't I read it to you." You say with determination in your eyes. "Of course, cannot spoil an ending to a tragedy," Anthony said with a cocky smirk. You then unexpectedly gasped as you remembered you brought your camera. Pulling it out you told Anthony, "We need to take a picture together, to document our first official date." "Darling, I would love nothing more," he said as he scooted closer to you. You could feel the warmth of his breath close to your neck as you held up the camera to take the picture. "Ok here we go!" You say as you and Anthony smiled and you pressed the camera button and took the picture. It then slides out and you take it in your hands. "It would take a while to develop but until then, we have evidence we went on our first date." "Yes my love and I look forward to taking more pictures with you in the future." He said in his smooth soft spoken voice that made you weak. "Oh Lockwood…" you sighed sweetly and blushed like a tomato. You cuddled up into him. He put his arm around your shoulders and pulled you close to him. You looked into the distance in a nice peaceful setting, imagining what life would be with Anthony as the love of your life. 

     The rest of the date went fairly smoothly and once you both were done, you cleaned up and helped Anthony pick up the blanket and the basket. You then walked home, hand in hand and enjoying the rest of the evening. The sun was almost setting and the breeze was getting colder. You slightly shivered as you walked with each step. "Oh, here," Anthony then took off his jacket and put it around your shoulders. "Oh, why thank you." "It's no problem." Anthony said as the both of you continued to walk home. 

     When you got back to 35 Portland Row, you were kind of sad the date was over. You and Anthony walked into the house and went into the kitchen in order to unpack. As you finished unpacking, Anthony took your hands into his and fully faced you. "I really enjoyed this date and I really do wish to go on another one with you in the future." He said with eyes glued to yours. "Lockwood, I would love to, I would say yes a thousand times more." You both held eye contact, the love coming from each other bounced through like sound waves. The energy being transformed into something sweet. You gathered up the courage to then give Anthony a loving kiss on his cheek which left him all flustered. You let go of his hands and went to grab the picture you took earlier. "Aww look at us," you cooed as you showed Anthony the picture. "Oh wow who is that handsome fellow in there," Anthony said as he pointed to himself. You slapped his arm playfully and laughed along with him. "You prick!" He wrapped an arm around you as you wrapped your arm around his waist and you two were just in love with each other. Soon you would tell Lucy everything that happened, but for now, you are just here, enjoying the moment with your love. 

     With the picture in your hands, you must have stared at it for about what felt like an hour. You gently kissed the photo and slid it in its frame. Rummaging around your desk you find a red paint pen. You shook it in order for the paint to come through and gently pressed it on another paper to get the paint out. Once the paint came out, you gently wrote at the bottom of the frame "Our First Date" alongside it was a big red heart. Signifying that this love will always last between you and Anthony Lockwood.

[smaeemo]

Order of events:

Had a freak out about the dentist

Opened ao3 and went “ACK” when I was jump scared by destiel fanfic

Went onto tiktok and watched like 10 Nara Smith videos

Kind of paid attention to this family guy episode

Now Im just chilling

#self care (?)

Sometimes I wonder if I could magically become an animated character and just jump into the tv. Ok thats such a lie, I totally have not imagined that until right now, but now I have a new thing to imagine. You know, like when you pay too much attention to the subtitles on accident, forget how to read, get really caught up in the fact that actors exist, you know that kinda stuff. But this one has like potential incentives. I almost just typed “potential inc*st” and I was giggling about it for like a nanosecond before I was like “Oh boy” and then changed it. Also, how tf do you censor stuff, like F*ck, F**k, F***, etc. Are there rules or is it like personal preference?? Ah, I just thought too much about words and like totally freaked out because I was like “How the f**k(?) do you spell thought” and then I just had a moment of reflection. Sitting alone in an apartment in a lawn chair watching family guy is peak brainrot. Honestly? I think brainrot is what makes life so interesting yk? Like how else will I stop the OCD? Therapy? Psshh (Jk im in therapy) (But you get the point). One time I had an interview with a new therapist and she was like “So what are your coping mechanisms?” and I sat there for like 2 minutes and just said “Family guy, sims 4, and Tumblr” and I will remember that moment forever because all she said was “better than drugs” and then I did not see her again. What a time to be alive. To be fair, I was in middle school. That’s not to say those coping mechanisms aren’t still alive and healthy, I have just added more to the bank (worse and better) (lol) (not lol) and I would not tell another therapist that because I found my embarassment somewhere along the way. Honestly? The best coping mechanisms I have found work, are like literally writing all of my bullsh*t (did I do it right?) thoughts onto paper, notes, google docs, or like tumblr (lol) and then I just sit here and stew in em for a bit. Poetry never worked for me, so like if you open up my “poetry journal” all you’d really find in there is just like “Today I had a panic attack, now I found that I am so scared of mountain lions” and then it ends in like “All in all, I am glady nickname isn’t marv,” Then after I write all of it, I’m like violently reality checked and just like “why am I on the floor, on tumblr, and crying” and then I get back up and watch family guy. Sometimes I just pretend Im doing a vlog and just start talking to myself. It’s like super embarassing to be caught “vlogging alone” because then you have to explain yourself and it always ends in either “omg yeah I do that too!” or “… anyways,” Oh god. I HATE ROSS GELLER. Sorry that just reminded me of that scene where Pheobe was sharing her horrifying trauma and it gets all quiet and R*ss (hahah) just goes “I think the word you are looking for is… anyways” and then proceeds to divert the attention. Also, everything about him PEEVES me. I’ve been rewatching friends as like an actual human being vs like a child, and oh my god. This is an EXPERIENCE. I would talk more about it, but like the music Im listening to just got so “vibey” that I need to listen to it and just process that I wrote an entire tumblr post that I will 100% forget about and then regret in like 20 min. But yk, gotta keep up the grind.

XOXO,

Leenya Green