#can we say 'mommy'?

[ethicaltreatmentofcowplants]

"'Show's over, everyone - pack your bags and go home'... is what I would say were I purely judging on looks and my past type alone. Buuut just like how everyone in my last challenge found Vlad a surprisingly good woo-hoo (and a certain other housemate with a face card for the Watchers to be the opposite), packaging isn't necessarily a true indicator of the product. With your traits, Pauline, you're bound to take to this challenge like a fly to a cow patty - and who knows? Maybe you'll convince me to save a horse sometime. [off-camera] You know, Minta? 'Save a horse, ride a-' okay, never mind..."

CONTESTANTS (all spots held - thank you!)

piper o'donovan by @sleepyselkiesiren

avery nguyen by @x-digitaldollhouse-x

lee daniels by @fl0pera

briar vinca by @jonquilyst

tiago pecholobo by @simsfvr

cassie bakewell by @bakersimmer

giovanna goth by @ravingsockmonkey

spencer west harper by @akitasimblr

delphine hubert by @changingplumbob

jerrod gibson by @simstagramsomeone

forest green by @riverofjazzsims

caden de loughrey by @mdshh

struan macleod by @lindyloosims

pauline irwin by @invisiblequeen

@igglemouse

@plasmafruittree

@tipsy-clouds

@panicsimss

For @ethicaltreatmentofcowplants 's BC: May I Introduce...Pauline Irwin? (Again?)

Name: Pauline Irwin

Age Group: Young Adult

Pronouns: She/Her

Orientation: Bisexual

Life State: Former Vampire Turned Non-Occult

Hometown: Forgotten Hollow

Current Town: Chestnut Ridge

Occupation: Rancher

Traits: Rancher,Horse Lover, Loves Outdoors

Aspiration: Master Vampire (at least, that's what she used to want...)

Likes: Fitness, Horse Riding, Mixology, Rascals, Spirited Sims, Nature Enthusiasts, Hard-Working Sims, Yellow, Black, Carnival Beats, Classical, Soul, Jazz, Hip Hop, Retro

Dislikes: Egotistical Sims, Argumentative Sims, Blue, Cottagecore Music, Winter Holiday Music, Spooky Music, Batuu Music, Strange Tunes, Ranch Music (she's in the ranch life, but not THAT much!)

Misc.: Finally tried Garlic. Delicious. Favorite horse is a black stallion named Lemaire. Her good friends back home keep her updated on all the gossip.

Gifts: A well-aged bottle of nectar, a knitted beanie (from a neighbor, and ,

• Flirting with other contestants? No

• WooHooing other contestants? No

• Flirting with/and or woohooing NPCs? No

• Flirting with the host? No

• Changes to traits via gameplay prompts? Yes

• (Humans Only) Becoming an occult? Depends on where the story leads her (taking her bio into account.)

Did you know I was once the most Powerful Vampire In Forgotten Hollow?

I was.

I'd been set for greatness since birth, with a family line of high-class and ancient power, and I had impressed even them with plans to turn the Hollow into an unforgettable empire for all vampires near and far to congregate. The people adored me, if they weren't busying envying me. I had the world at my fingertips.

But others more powerful than me wanted my power for themselves. They joined forces against me, threatening to destroy all I held dear. For months, we locked into a bitter back and forth. But in a final battle that put both sides against each other, we turned them all to dust.

My victory cost me my own power.

While the remnants of my former life still rest in my visage (glowing eyes, gaunt cheeks, and sharp teeth), everything that made me the Vampire I was died that day. I did not belong at home anymore. With a heavy heart, I left the Hollow behind, in the hands of the people I trusted most, and set out on a voyage to find a new purpose while they remained and searched for a way to reverse this loss.

In my new home, Chestnut Ridge, as I await word of a possible cure, I distract myself with a mortal life's pleasures. To my surprise, there are many things to love. I love the feeling of galloping through plains with the wind in my hair, hearing the horse neigh joyfully. I do it every night. I enjoy the sweetness of nectar. I relish the spicy and the tart of new dishes I now rely on for sustenance. I even find pleasure in the warmth of the sun on my skin.

And for the first time in a long time, I feel a desire for companionship. For a partner. A lover. A friend.

My life's work is somewhere behind me, with the home I miss more than anything. And yet...I wonder...could this be a better life, as a mortal, a companion...forever?

WHAT DO WE THINK, @ethicaltreatmentofcowplants ?

[threepandas]

Bird4Bird Part 2: Yandere Hawks

(Experimenting with tenses n povs, bear with me, will post the whole thing together in the one I/you guys like best, once it's done.)

His patrol is the exact sort of boring that he both hates and loves. On one hand? More time for flying. Freedom from the office. The watching eyes of... everybody, really. But on the OTHER hand? Boooooored. SO bored!

He's not MADE for bored!

Not that there WEREN'T distraction from said boredom below him. There definitely WERE. God, so SO many. Shiny, fascinating, fast moving distractions. ALL sorts of things to pick apart and hunt down. Rip apart and eat. And fans. So, SO many fans.

Noise and life and stimulus. Calculations and social masks.

He bet he could find a kitten in a tree somewhere.

There had to be at least ONE, rig-?

An explosion catches the corner of his eye. He snaps around, mid air, changing trajectory. Thank FUCK! Excitement fizzing even as cool attention calms him. Warm sunlight heating his back, the smell of smoke already starting to reach him, the rush of wind flying past? Is there anything better?

His eyes take in the scene as he arrives.

Botched takedown. Heavily armed combatant. Panicked crowd. He's already send feathers forward when? The combatant panics, seeing him arrive. Throws everything he has indiscriminately. Probably hoping to overwhelm him. Ha! Cute. Pointless, though.

He's already dragging civilians out of the way, when?

Children's voices. High and panicked. Screaming. The combatant had one last bomb. Is trying to run. Probably thinks he'll have to choose, as though he can't be-...

Wings...

Magnificent, powerful, WINGS. Massive and sweeping. Every feather an unbreakable shield. Catching the light, past smoke and fires, white and a brown so dark it bordered on black or grey. The patterns of a harpy eagle...

A mesmerizing golden sheen, almost impossible for anyone but those with enhanced eyes to pick up, surged from the base of them. Like the spread of smooth ink across paper, the slide of silk against skin. A glint covering those magnificent wings in GOLD.

Quirk?

No. No, concentrate. His Feather grabs the bomb from the air and flings it upwards. To explode harmlessly in open air. He catches the menace blindly behind him. Honestly, he's done far harder with far less. He can't look away.

Even as those wings, still domed up, shuffle to safety. Move ever so gently, like a grand reveal, to release a veritable HOARD of roughed up kids. Some of whom are still clinging to their savior for dear life. Snot and tears everywhere. They bear it with surprising grace.

They're... they're HUGE~

Not a Heros build, but..? Just STANDING there they look like a threat. They clearly can't help it. Clearly have made efforts to NOT look like one. Have tracked down the cutesiest Hero Merch available to slap on their body, like might help.

It's like looking staring down a pissed off alligator in a princess tiara. There WAS An Effort! He'll give her that!

His face threatens to break out into a VERY un-PR friendly, mean little snicker. It's... God it's so FUCKIN CUTE~. She's so big. Trying to make herself so non-threatening. It's never gonna work. Any PR team worth their pay would tell her to just give up and pick a different gimmick. But... but God, those WINGS!

He HAS to know her flight speed.

So he waves off the complaining newbies he wasn't actually listening too, makes appropriate noises to the appropriate people as he passes. And makes his way over. As he get closer? Oh~?

What a SUPRISE. She's getting ripped into by local law enforcement. Which, fair, she DID use her Quirk. But that's not what HE'S talking about. He didn't even see it. He's talking about her WINGS.

Well, well, well. He KNOWS he didn't just hear local law enforcement threaten JAIL TIME over a MUTATION, did he? That's an abuse of power! He can arrest YOU for that, officer~. He decides to cut in.

"Problem, officer?" He chirps.

His hand going to his new friends shoulder in solidarity. The officer jerks to attention. But the living STEEL under his hand? Jerks violently. She jumps. It's only years of training and the warning he got from his hand physically touching her shoulder, feeling her muscles start to move, that saves him a concussion.

The wing closest to him slams out like a battering ram, flicking into an extension just to force him back further. She spins to face him. Eyes locked on, teeth unknowingly bared. And... oh. Oh~!

She has a HARPY Quirk~

Cute like fangs that can probably rip through bone, eyes like his, TALONS that dip the tips of her fingers in a black so deep and glossy, ink masters would weep in envy. And the muscles. Far beyond an athlete. Not quite a top 50 hero, but better then most hero students by far. Not balanced for fighting though, those are PURELY wing and exercise muscles.

And the longer he openly assesses? The more of her teeth are bared. The bigger her wings fluff up. The more her hands spread into clawed, furious, weapons. Ready to swing at his head. Her eyes slowly lighting with aggravation and confrontational aggression.

He used to get like this too. HATED being stared at. He got it trained out of him.

He... he can't help it.

It's too cute. She's SO MAD. He knows he shouldn't. He's supposed to be a top 5 hero. The commission's golden boy. Everyone's watching. Always IS. He needs to behave himself, remember his PR training.

Don't. Do. The Thing...

He reaches out and tugs a feather. She has a mean right hook.

He gets yeeeeeelled at. Sad face. His handlers want to throw the book at her. For once, he puts his foot down. Absolutely Not. HE started that fight. HE'S the one who should have known better. He doesn't CARE if her records show she's a "trouble maker"! (That's a lie. He's CURIOUS now~. Oooooh~ What did you DO, lil harpy? Vengeance? Justice? Speeding ticket?)

They let it go.

He? He does NOT. He knows he should. This is a Bad Habit of his. No, WAS. It WAS a Bad Habit. He's BETTER then this now. There were trainers. Psychological exams. Drugs. All FIXED now! Promise! See? Doesn't even have that Endeavor collection he used to keep.

TOTALLY forgot how they tore it away from him. Destroyed it. Ha ha! He barely even REMEMBERS the EXACT Face, Name, Current Location, and Home Address of every single individual involved in THAT little incident! He's let it GO! Forgot about it, really. Yeeeep, the panic and rage DEFINITELY don't keep him up at night. The helplessness. As they took what was HIS-!!

Deeeep inhale. Exhale. Remember to smile!

So, yeah.

Where was he? Right! His Bad Habit That He DOES NOT HAVE ANYMORE. Because he's FIXED now. All better! He's just... taking responsibility, you know? Wants the chance to keep messing with her. Maybe see if he can get a glorious creature like that her very own flyers license.

Cause, DAMN. Wings like THOSE should be airborne.

God he wants to race her so bad.

Luckily~ he's hired the BEST lawyers. (Love you Tadashi~ say hi to your boo~) and the Judge? A big Fan! Yay, FAVORS! (Guess where YOUR going, little hunter? Run but you can't hiiiiide~) She? Looks SO unimpressed to see him? It's GREAT.

She's even WORSE in a suit. It's hilarious.

Maybe it's just THAT suit. God it's so frumpy. What, did she find it in the "generics weekly" catalog? She should wear armor. Ooooh, a flight suit! Something form fitting and sleeveless to show off them GUNS. Never thought HE'D get to be the one who feels dainty in a relationship, but...

Ah. Wait.

Gotta HAVE a relationship, first...

Unfortunately? Tall, buff, and gorgeous is so pissed to BE here? It's unlikely she'll notice any subtle flirtations....

He's not sure what his face is doing, but the expression is enough to make her HISS, wings mantling in a threat display.

Oh, yeah. Oh this is gonna be FUN~♡

[zazikels]

ok ok its my fault for being on reddit but r/houseofthedragon rn full of people arguing that demon and his 99% neck lizard have a stronger bond than aegon and sunfyre and it's so fucking frustrating that its entirely condolt's fucking fault that this is even a fucking argument because he thinks the greatest bond between a dragon and his rider to ever go that fucking hard in this universe is pRopaganda and gives dae mon and car ax es more screentime. i'm just so fucking done man. never showed us sunfyre TRULY until it was time for demon jr the anime edgelord to attack him and aegon, never get the fact that sunfyre is literally on aegon's arms, never got the coronation flying, DIDN'T GET ANYTHING UNTIL IT WAS TIME TO FUCK HIM UP FOR THE PLOT.

i wish this mf would get fucking fired before he has a chance to touch these two anymore because I don't think i can handle how he will underplay and butcher the fact that this dragon literally fought tooth and claw with a broken wing to find his way back to his rider.

[leverage-ot3]

sorry to keep personal posting but my day fucking SUCKED and ended with me dropping one of my brand new earrings from a set that I just finished cleaning down the drain, took the sink apart and still couldn’t find it 🙃

if y’all feel like asking a leverage/misc question for thoughts or headcanons I’d love to answer them in the morning! or even if you just want to say something about your day- I just like hearing from you guys 💖

[winepresswrath]

Cannot believe at this late stage of my life I'm becoming a Gabriel fucker. Local mean jock doesn't want to be evil now, he wants to be loved. I'm slightly annoyed they didn't make Beelzebub more unhinged because the "plot" should have been at least half about them fucking up shit on an absolute rampage trying to find Gabriel, a thing everyone assumes they are doing to fry him with hellfire so they can kick off the war in a way that's advantageous to hell, BUT ACTUALLY!!! true love.

[mik3stuff]

And what if I say Thalia and Damian remind me of me and my mother(s) and in the most /pos, non-racist-writing, and as-a-compliment way possible?

[vaugarde]

i feel like the biggest buzzkill not liking metadad content fjfjfjdr

[warningsine]

[abluescarfonwaston]

Hey... What do you think Mia called her Dad? Papa? Father? Daddy?

Because she must have been at least 9 or 10 when he died if not a little older. Like. She remembers him. Even if he was always outside the village for work she remembers him. Remembers Misty losing him. Had to explain to Maya, or maybe worse- never had to at all - why he wasn't there. How she got his sense of humor and his laugh and neither of them can be held tight by him anymore but she can hold Maya tight and maybe then he doesn't feel so far gone.

What did she call him? Did she love him? Did Maya ever get that chance?

[boghags]

I've connected the two dots. The figure on Orin's headdress is supposed to represent her mother isn't it? I mean look-

Idk it could be a coincidence but I don't think so. It's just way too similar. The figure, and Helena, are in the exact same position... The spikes... Yeah.

[beanghostprincess]

i can't believe there are people who hate pudding- god forbid women do anything and have complexity and trauma, huh?

[babybluebex]

paramount panel at cinemacon today, how likely are we to get a teaser or full trailer for gladiator (and moreover, how likely are we to see caracalla in it)

[gaygirldoodles]

In my JD era

[phantajam]

my hot take about descendants is that NONE of the core four were ready for a relationship until maybe like, the third movie (rant in tags)

[schmweed]

[theood]

Mentally ill boy whines again. Solution: Get Out Of There