#cat named Singing killed his grandma

[validwarriorcatsnames]

Timberlake as in Justin Timberlake

Timber being felled wood, it is an option. Rogue named Branch

[echosong-87]

Sorry. the ask is the Idea maybe Branch get captured by the Chef Idk How maybe by Fear or injury but one he sees the Trolls Tree he filly breakdown From the memories and link in the scene Singing Kill grandma but he said different maybe Idk how he says. he adopted dad see All that he said.

Like in the 3 movie scenes when JD shows up Branch will be surprised To see his Brother.

And Creek finally found out about Branch

Sorry again English is not my first language.

Ooooh!! Ok!! Thanks!!

Sorry bout that! I just didn’t understand what you were saying… but thank you for letting me know!

Anywho!! The trolls are in fact not cannon movie size!! They are your typical house cat size!! Like from your giant fat maine coon cat to your teeny little tabby cat size!!

For Chef to even try to capture Branch or Lunar… she would have to severely injure him to even try to cage him…. Cause the guy is a hell a talented fighter… and a hard hitter….

But when saving Creek from being literally chopped by Chef, cause she was trying to feed him to King Gristle… similar to the cannon plot… during the whole fighting scene… everything was in chaos and in shambles cause… for the bergens especially… Branch flew in out of nowhere!!

But when he knocks down the blade from Chef… Branch crashing into her arm holding the huge kitchen knife.. is where his mask that Branch never seemed to take off for some reason… came off right in front of Creek… and Creek remembers him!

Creek did tried to help Branch when Branch was grieving over the loss of his grandmother… and Creek dod tried to stay near Branch when during the “Great Escape” tunnels… and yeah… whole other ordeal with that later!… let me know on that topic though!!

For the troll tree.. of being near its fallen/dead state… Branch does fly over there from time to time… like visiting a grave or tombstone… and saying his “hi’s” and “hellos” to where he last saw his grandmother… which is where Branch happened to meet Clay and Viva and their hidden Putt-putt tribe….

And Branch DID brought Trollzart to the troll tree and DID told Trollzart everything… and how he was born a Pop Troll and such…. And Branch begged Trollzart to not throw him away, or to cast him out like his brothers and that’s where he would be able enough to break down, and tell more to Trollzart…. Like a father and son sorta bonding moment and such.

As for the brothers… Branch does sorta remember them… well remember their names… Johnathan Dorian, Spruce, Clayton and lastly Floyd…. But as he grew up and had dealt with all that happened… and him becoming king of the classical kingdom… his memory of HOW they each look like slowly fades away…. Which is why in my Clay and him meeting again in the abandoned golf course… NEITHER of the two recognize each other!!… until Clay told Branch and such… but yeah!!

And yeah!!… so when JD showed up… not like in the cannon plot… where JD literally crashed the royal bergen wedding… he showed up to where Branch was… like after the wedding became a huge hit…. JD would go to Branch… while Branch was sitting in his throne… asking him for help to help find all his other brothers for his last brother Floyd was imprisoned within a diamond cell…

And yeah!!… all i do know is that Branch has no memory on how they look like before… but knew their names…. And he secretly kept his identity from them up until their fight before they all entered mount rageous.

And yeah!… i hope you like this answer… and I am still unsure on how to get Creek redemption arch going… and I don’t know how to get the whole “Baby Branch was with us this entire time!?!” Idea going… but yeah!

:3

[buddys-follows-and-likes]

hi hello!

I looked at this blog and I am super interested I am looking politely. Anyways. What do the elements entail? What're the specific abilities/notes you have for them? just curious SORRY

No need to be sorry!

Anyway, this world is probably gonna go through a major rehaul, so don’t get too used to any of these concepts.

I’ll put them under the cut, cause this is gonna get long.

Fire monsters are lizard dudes who can breathe fire and exude heat. They can only eat meat.

Sound monsters kinda look like tropical birds from the neck up, but their bodies are humanoid and they have dinosaury tails. They like to sing and have the most advanced medical technology.

Toxic monsters look like snakes and have arms, but no legs. Their septic bite is deadly to all other monsters. They eat venomous plants, mostly, so it’s unknown where the stereotype of them chowing down on grandma when they get a bit peckish comes from.

Psychic monsters look a bit like cats with red gems in their foreheads and can read minds and see into the future if they’re born under the moons. They used to live on a volcanic island (the volcano’s smoke blocked out the sky) until they moved to the rainforest.

Metal monsters look like little gray drakes with sharp claws, frills, and tail blades. They eat metal because it strengthens their scales. They’re known for being anti-social due to them being naturally solitary.

Plant monsters look kinda like six-limbed jaguars with rainbowy fur. Their tails are prehensile and they can hang from trees, but it’s not the most comfortable. They only eat plants.

Air monsters look like Utahraptors with more flight-able wings. They can’t hover or perform complex flying tricks because their bodies are too heavy. It’s said that half of all of them are gray, chatty, and huge people pleasers. Apparently, the other half is brown, chatty, and huge people pleasers. It used to be canon that they didn’t eat birds because they could talk to them, but not anymore.

Electric monsters look like little velociraptors and like to run. They can fire electricity from their mouths. It used to be thought that they were just loners, but it’s a known part of their culture now that they just go on long solitary trips that can last for weeks, sometimes up to a month.

Crystal monsters look like ceratopsians with rocks for horns. They’re named after whichever gemstone they eat first, as their horns will grow with its color and texture. Other than minerals, they also eat underground-dwelling moles, bugs, mushrooms, and fish.

Earth monsters have the heads of ceratopsians, and the bodies of lions. They have designated “breeding nights” once a month, as they’re not raised by their parents, but their siblings instead. They lay 3-6 eggs at a time. Romance isn’t really a thing in their culture, so they’re often dumbstruck when they realize that it’s real and not something that other species invented to write saucy books.

Ice monsters are pretty much anatomically identical to polar bears other than that they have blue manes that run down to their long tails. They’re fancy and have a class system that updates every month, which determines how “useful” you are to their society.

Water monsters are “cetacean mermaids”. From the hips down, they have normal cetacean bodies, but above that, they have humanoid bodies with cetacean heads and narwhal horns on their foreheads. It used to be canon that they didn’t eat fish because they could talk to them, but not anymore.

Light monsters look like fuzzy critters with any combination of “cute” traits (floppy ears, fluffy tails, short snouts, etc). Their queen, with the help of a book and an evil plant, colonized their entire continent, which is different than the one the previous 12 live on. They cut down all the trees, killed off the Dark monsters, and integrated the Faeries as second class citizens.

Faerie monsters are kinda bird and kinda bug. They start off as birds with talon-hands in place of wings, then they go through a month-long metamorphosis in at age 12 or so, which is when they get the cool butterfly wings on their backs. In Light monster society, they don’t get to choose their jobs, and if they’re born able to spin a special kind of silk, they’re sent off to textile mills where they spin it and are only let out to breed and create more special silk spinners.

Dark monsters look like any kind of theropod, with dark blue feathers all over their bodies aside from their hands, feet, and face regardless of which they resemble the most. They were pushed off into a corner of their continent, a place which is now known as the Dark Forest. They’ve been conspiring to overthrow Queen Shining (queen of the Light monsters) ever since she drove them out.

And that’s the last of the monsters! There’s critters too, if you care to read on them.

Trolls look like ugly cute little fuzzy guys with big noses and ears. Their opposable fingers allow them to learn various tricks and even to be service animals.

Goblins look like upright standing, green-skinned pig things that live in the forest and like to steal whatever catches their eyes, which is most often shiny things and treasure (bonus points if it belonged to a monster). Their tails are also absurdly long, which can seem like an evolutionary disadvantage since that’s how they so often get preyed upon.

Orcs, for lack of a better comparison, look like Moblins from Breath of the Wild specifically, other than that they have green skin, a slightly more stocky build, tusks, and a less disproportionate arm:leg ratio. Orcs know how to use tree branches as weapons and that they can tie rocks and bones to them to make them more effective. Troops of them go to war just about every day, and it’s unknown if that thing about them eating rivals’ babies is true or not.

Ogres resemble large theropods, but they stand more upright and have way longer arms which reach down to their hips. They are extremely rare, so it’s unknown if they even exist. They apparently live in far-off, remote caves and only come out when they’re starving.

Rocs are giant, beautiful birds of paradise with colorful tails and head feathers. Both sexes show off to attract each other.

Unicorns are decidedly more majestic and pretty than monokeros, for some reason. No one exactly knows what their horns are for, since it would be less than practical to fight with them as they jut straight out of their heads. Unicorns live in large herds and run around, going wherever the wind takes them.

Monokeros are related to unicorns, despite not really resembling them. They have three toes instead of two, short tails, and horns that can resemble hadrosaurs’ crests. Their crests are colorful, and the ones with the prettiest crests end up breeding. They don’t tend to live in groups, but ones with young babies will probably form them.

Yeah, if you couldn’t tell, this was originally just an uninspired Wings of Fire rip-off. I’m trying to rework it into its own thing, but I’m so far deep into rip-offness that I’ve started subconsciously replacing the word “dragon” with “monster” when I read the books lol. In any case, if you have any more lore questions, don’t be afraid to ask!

Also, thank you for being my second ever ask! I’d give you a silver star, but I couldn’t find any on Google images. So instead, you get a verbal thanks!

[laurentlemonke]

Ok so since the "get to know me" posts about my main ocs were mostly jokes (they wrote them themselves, you know😞), I'm making a more legit one with, you know, actually correct information this time. Actually, Ferdinand and Paola's intros were correct (though Paola is very talkative). Blue and Lux's were straight up shit posts (these guys are unreliable😔). So here it is:

Ferdinand Le Gall

Born September 15th 2010 (currently 13).

He's about 5'1 and weighs 90 lbs. He's still a little baby.

He's noidea's bassist. He started playing it when he was about 5.

He does competitive swimming.

He has 3 cats: Keith, Shelley and Moz.

His mom is Russian-Ukrainian and Czech, while his dad is Russian-French. He has 5 siblings: an older sister, two younger sisters and two younger brothers.

His favorite food is strawberries and his favorite drink is apple juice.

He likes Franz Ferdinand (because his name's in it).

Paola Julinha Ferreira Álvarez

Born March 7th 2009 (currently 14)

She's around 5'2 and 100lbs. She stopped growing when she was 12, much to her dismay. She still hopes she'll hit a growth spurt at some point, but it's not gonna happen.

She's noidea's vocalist and guitarist. She started singing when she was very little and picked up the guitar when she was about 10, due to her dad's encouragement.

She plays volleyball.

She has a German shepherd named Ponyo (named after her favorite Ghibli movie).

Both her parents are Portuguese. She has 3 older brothers.

Her favorite food is chocolate, especially chocolate muffins, and her favorite drink is coffee.

She likes Blink 182 because her older brother introduced her to their music when she was little.

Blue (his real name is actually Noël Sébastien Morvan, but he absolutely hates it and will kill anyone who calls him that.)

Born March 5th 2008 (currently 15)

He's around 5'6 and 130lbs. He's always been on the shorter side, but he believes he'll grow taller eventually. Sorry buddy, but you stop growing now. That's it. You've reached your adult height.

He's noidea's guitarist and keyboardist. He picked up the piano on his own when his grandma gifted him a keyboard for his 11th birthday. Then, Lux helped him learn the guitar.

He's a very ambitious stoner.

He doesn't have any pets, but he vibes with the spiders in his room. He calls them Norbert.

His father is French (Breton to be precise) and his biological mother is Filipino (but he's never met her). He has an older brother.

His favorite food is galette saucisse and his favorite drink is monster, which he can't stop drinking.

He likes Operation Ivy because that was his brother's favorite band.

Luxander Gaëtan Martial Hartmann (yes, Luxander is his real government name. What were his parents thinking??)

Born June 30th 2007 (currently 16)

He's around 6'1 and 115lbs. He was always a tall kid and the doctor told him he'd probably grow to be 7 feet tall, but he was severely underweight which might've stunted his development, so he stopped growing at like 14. He's not short by any stretch of the term, but he could've been way taller. He doesn't actually like being that tall due to the attention it brings him.

He's noidea's drummer. His aunt gave him piano lessons when he was little. He can also play the guitar. He decided to start playing the drums during lockdown in 2020 and ended up really liking it.

He likes drawing and writing little comics.

He has a pet ladybug named Maurice. He must've had 100s of Maurices throughout his life.

His father is Swiss and his mother is Vietnamese, but he was raised by his aunt. He's an only child, but he has two cousins he's close to.

His favorite food is bread and his favorite drink is water. He's a very picky eater.

He likes Parasitic Ejaculation (yes, it's a real band, look it up).

[rambosgirl]

Quotes from my life as dialogue prompts

Alright here's the deal - If you see a quote that sticks out to you, send it as a dialogue prompt for either Rambo or Wolverine fics (I'm open to other characters too, just message me first) and as a reminder, I only do fem readers

And just as a PSA: nobody in my family does drugs, we just joke about them a LOT; also this is pretty long oops

Things I've said:

“Whatever ghost is floating through me just stop it”

“Ah yes my mafia business with chicks.”

"Why is there cocaine in my flute"

"he [wolverine] would probably break every bone in my body and I would still say thank you for gracing me with your touch"

“Bb you’re gonna kill me!!!”

“I need more fingers…" *looks at my friend*

“Yep. Came right out of me. Don’t even know how it got in there.”

"On a scale of 1 to prostitute, how do I look?"

“I'm addicted to rocks”

"it's not depression, it's a minor key"

"Lemme just drink my sorrows away with a non-alcoholic beverage"

"everybody loves spanking me"

"They sent me stickers, what else could it mean?!?!"

“I’m having a crisis over butter!”

“That’s my I’m about to commit a felony face”

“Singing Sophia the First gives me life!”

"Here we are living in the lap of luxury with our glowsticks"

“The FBI invented Barbie to torture war criminals”

"I'm zoning out in French"

“It wasn’t consensual cuddling!”

“I get a whoopsie doodle do-over!”

“Why can’t I not be stupid”

"I know I sound really suspicious like all the time, but I promise I'm not"

“At my funeral I want people to say wow what a cool cat"

"Those nomie nomie noms gave me a sugar high"

“My arms are a different race”

"Haha, you're a germ"

“It’s like slapping but it doesn’t look abusive”

"WHY DOES EVERYONE INSIST ON TOUCHING MY BUTT??"

“I’m looking like a swagger dude right now!”

“Why are you breathing?!”

“Mints are just cold spicy”

"You learn something new when you read the rules"

"Communist sign, I know you're in my search history somewhere!"

"Could you imagine my fingertips being just ripped?"

"I hate being a customer I hate doing that to someone"

"go wash your stinky feet with the grandma soap"

"I rejected you faster than I rejected that pedophile"

"A small price to pay for a fork stabbing"

"eww, that was...genius"

"man, I should get rabies again. Foam :D"

"My special talent is getting money from drunk people"

"Bellbottoms are just the Bob Ross of pants"

"A smack for the lil snack"

"Why are babies so expensive?!"

"Look how hot his forearm is"

"there's so much expression in these expressionless faces"

"Do you ever just want your toes to catch on fire?"

"I dabble in sleeping"

"I watch impractical jokers to forget"

"When you started talking, the world kinda just stopped and threw up"

"you were meant to gain weight, skinny boy"

"I mean he has a face thats probably a good sign."

"I'm CLEARLY a 19th century villain"

"Drugs make your happy chemicals go brrr"

"Mmmm that's one sexy femur"

"It's from ahem Europe"

"It didn't workables"

What makes you think I have a life?!"

"Is this what imaginary numbers taste like?"

Things my sisters have said: (Keep in mind I have 3 sisters and they're all younger than me)

"Imaginary numbers taste like cocaine"

"Oh my gosh, It's almost like I don't care"

"Words only hurt if you're weak!"

"I was just gonna gently tap your face with my fist"

"For the first time in 8 years I wet the bed last night"

"Wow, this blood is really thick!"

"That car looks like it's from the Lorax"

"OH MAN THIS POOP IS BUILD DIFFERENT!!"

"Sometimes the mind is on crack, when the rest of you isn't"

"Words only hurt if you're weak!"

"my inner autism"

"I've just been stroking his thigh"

"I stubbed my toe on the dank express"

"Chocolate gives me artificial warmth"

"BEcAUSE I am a rat, I don't like to go outside"

"DON'T EVEN GIVE ME LOVE!!!"

"Now you have poo toes!!!!!"

"All of my clothes are gay!!"

"[sister's name] did you open the cereal box upside-down again?!"

"IT WAS AN ACCIDENT"

"He eats flowers, not drugs!"

"JUST EAT THE FLOWER IT'S GOOD FOR YOU"

"Nothing is too quirky for a quirky person"

"Hear me out, when you done, I want your skull"

"My natural musk is McDonalds"

"It's by no means a crush, I just find his stupidity amusing."

"I'm gonna trigger your fight or flight response."

"I licked her legs off"

"Annoyance is in the eye of the beholder"

in a new York accent, spreading parmesan cheese "i put this all over everything"

"exCuse me ma'am, I've been waiting an OUTRAGEOUS amount of time"

"look, if you're gonna be turned to stone, then at least have a nice pose!"

"Let's all be lesbians I guess!!!!!"

"I want to steal these curtains and turn them into a skirt"

"I just wrote a paragraph on how appetizing paint is!"

"It not his cheekbones that are toxic, it's his personality"

"Hello my scrumptious disobedient munchkin"

"you're right, you DO smell like the color warm!"

"My brain is crusty. I'm quirky like that!"

"imagine having your butthole being smaller than your head hole"

"I really love traumatizing you"

"Stop disrupting my potato experience"

"My laugh is balding"

"Are you gonna become a cringe person?" - me "No" - sis "Are you already a cringe person?" - me "YES" - sis

"this is the most interesting crack I've ever had"

"I'm including you in my will, you can have my carcass"

"I've finally experienced kinetic energy" - [youngest] "I don't think you know what that means" - [sister 2]

"what is it called when they raise the cost and lower the value?" - [sister 3] "Desperate." - [youngest], without skipping a beat

"dad, you are a material girl."

"That was a scary Alabama moment. I thought you two were making out!! "

Things my parents have said:

"Only a true addict would have a preference" - mom

"Every time I see an equation, saltwater protrudes from my eye. Call it a tear" - dad

"Christmas nazi?" - mom

"The albino broccoli with cheese is not yet done!" - mom

WHO GAVE MY GRAMPA A NEW WIFE?! - mom

"I'm going to pretend I didn't hear that. It's going to be very hard though" - dad

"at age 9 or 10, I was quite influential among the Norwegians" - dad

"you have a once-per-session limit on Rick rolling them! You don't want to be known as the Rick roll girl!" - mom

"My soul is filled with mirth, I might shed a tear or two" - dad

"The rules of my classroom are as follows: no poking butts!" - mom

"If you joined the spelling bee group, you're in trouble. I do not support that." - dad

"I just drank water" - [youngest sister] "And you feel justified in your actions?" - dad

"You took your prom away from me!" - mom

"So I got mad, and I smashed it, and I swiped it all into the pan" - mom "This story is intriguing, continue" - dad

"did you buy it in standard or high definition?" - dad "I don't remember, is there a difference?" - me "Um yes, standard should be illegal" - dad

"I bought him because he had a cute butt" - mom

"It's okay. You can burn!" - mom

"He's a puppy!" - mom "He's a low-life." - dad

"There's always a morning poop!" - mom

"the ham is missing in action, it is nowhere to be found." - mom

"You can't give Clara Barton peg legs!" - mom

"you have a utensil called a fork, which you can use to manipulate the food streaming down your face." - dad

"I think I'd rather snort cocaine" - dad

"You can't just go burying bodies in fields!" -Mom

"Don't eat at dinner time!" - Dad

"I am Tony Stark, glad you finally figured that out" - Dad

"I GIRLBOSSED that kitchen" - Mom

"Jacksie Person Series" -Mom

in a baby voice " But he wants his crack cocaine" - Mom

"You know I only have eyes for the chicks" - mom

"LOL semi colon parentheses!" - Dad

"Sometimes I read the ten commandments, and I go ’thou shall not kill'? Nah!" -dad

"I'm going to Costco" -mom

"right now?" -dad

"yeah"-mom

"do you hate yourself?" - dad

Things my friends have said:

"Touch my pecs like a real man"

"I had to teach class with the ghost of hell on my knuckles"

"I've french kissed two cows !!"

"Are you licking me?"

"I'm gonna pee on you"

"You're licking my forehead!"

"Once we see the pew pews, we'll shoot."

"I don't look at your butt when you sleep"

"I'm on TikTok again, shut up"

"Nobody cares about your ugly crap car"

"Can I steal a child?"

"Only with consent"

Things my professors have said:

"excel is the closest thing we have to magic"

"You guys are now my favorite students. Everyone who left is ... dead to me."

"I'm implying causation from a correlational study, which is a sin, so shame on me"

"I enjoyed making bombs when I was a teenager"

"I've only been wrong like 3 times in my life, so that might've been the 4th"

"My last piece was was a poem i made about the Grinch, but it's not that good, so"

"I'm like a terrorist"

"In the words of rafiki, it is time."

"I have 2 phobias in life: One, snakes. Two, lotion"

"If you have those feelings murder, let's meet and talk about some things. On zoom"

"We're gonna play a terrible game: which sin is worse?"

"When you follow someone, usually you call that stalking, i call it opportunistic geography"

"His eyes, oh yes his eyes"

"Let me be clear, I didn't break the law"

"I'm never gonna do a marathon. That's too much. That's silly land"

"Is this (refers to mustache) causing it or are you just trying to be ugly?"

"You're enough? No you're not! I'm gonna make this into a sign 'you're not enough'"

"we taught you that the mitochondria is the powerhouse of the cell and we're not gonna let you forget it"

"Ok well criminals are way smarter than those guys!!" (Those guys = Mexican border control)

"These things are 100% McNasty"

"I did nothing wrong! I went there, I gave them the money, and I left! That's what I'm gonna tell Jesus on judgement day. And plus I already bought it before I knew it was stolen"

"I got drugs, let's do what's called better living and use them"

"That's why we call it a bomb calorimeter because it was a bomb in it!"

"I'm powered by the sun!!!"

"dairy cows are like formula 1"

"If you send that to me I'll send it to my wife and she'll put my name on the chore chart lower"

"I skipped step 4. Chickens could die"

"I forgot to tell you, crying is allowed in class. But the rule about crying is you have to raise your hand before you cry."

"Should I divulge the fact that I'm a nerd?"

"you can wake up now, the chemical equation is gone"

"You can tell your mom it's okay to take estrogen"

"Try not to melt in an ugly way"

"If any of you need help planting corn, yo I can help with that"

"well... When a mommy cow and a daddy cow love each other very much..."

"I got mad at them so I drugged them"

"If you ate bacteria, it would be really good for you. Given they were dead."

"you guys are the rats"

"Do you still brush your teeth? Do you want friends?"

"It's a huge book, it's in my office if you want to see it and/or use it as a weapon. It works!!"

"When you have children, you have to name your first son after this guy." (professor) "Is this required to pass the class?" (student) "...yes." (professor)

*laughing uncontrollably/nervously "I should be fired"

"I'll go through puberty someday"

"If anyone got 3 I'd suggest you go to the underwater basket weaving class"

"This is called a 'do your best assignment'."

"I follow him without him knowing, but not in a creepy way"

"you keep coming to my class with the potty and spanking examples"

"The best thing about having kids is that you can brainwash them to love the things you love"

"Goodness sakes, I love your questions. And hate them"

"Was I reinforced?" (student) "Heck yeah you were" (professor)

"Ghost them and then keep ghosting them"

"you have no friends"

"fight, flight, freeze, swear,"

[finsterhund]

Watching this 90s animated movie called The Princess and the Goblin, apparently an adaptation of a novel with the same name. I'm shocked by how good it is for a movie not made by one of the big animation studios at the time. It's got Tiny dog Hungarian animated movie quality of animation, so not the best of all time, but like I said I'm shocked by its level of competence.

The way the goblins are designed is really close to the way I want to simplify Underbed monster head and face anatomy for my more cartoony artistic abilities. You can really tell that the goblins and other creatures are what the animators really loved working on as that's when the animation really shines. They're way more expressive than the humans. I was unable to find a torrent and the YouTube upload I watched of it is in pretty low quality but I want to get a better view of how creature designs work in this at some point.

The story is basic but also pretty fucking good for random little 90s 2D animated movie.

Not familiar with the book though at all. So no telling how it works as an adaptation.

The one boy, named like Gurdie or something (lol) keeps getting up to cinematic platformer style escapades.

The movie also doesn't shy away from death and kill like some kids movies started doing in this decade. Like there's a scene where one of the goblins fucking whales on this kid. Hitting and kicking him and I'm like "wow they are really just showing a little boy getting beaten up huh?"

Interesting is there's some role reversal of cliches going on. The boy is held captive and has magical singing waiting to be rescued while the princess has the power to do shit. Which is neat.

The song the kid keeps singing is decent as well.

I can't tell how old the goblin prince is supposed to be but another bit of a trope reversal he's the one being forced into an advantageous marriage for the sake of politics by his parents. He has no actual interest in getting with the human princess. I'm assuming they're both around the same age because ultimately his mother is still calling all the shots. Interestingly is that the goblin prince wants to keep the boy who's being held captive. The mom then goes "no, wait until you marry the princess and then you can have as many humans as you want" so part of me is like "wait is the goblin prince gay coded?????" Near the end he jumps out and goes "I've come for my princess" but he immediately just manhandles Curdy instead. Like?????

I was hoping he'd have like a redemption or something. But no he fucking dies. He fucking falls to his death and that's it.

There's this plot where the goblin queen has more human-like feet and hides them and I'm wondering if she's a hybrid or something. These children sneak right into their bedroom and pretty much immediately the boy takes off her shoes lol. It's fucking wild. The nerve of this kid. Other than goblins being vulnerable on their feet this doesn't amount to anything.

I don't get why the boy is so skeptical about invisible magic grandma though. Like you're in a realm. There's goblins and you're like some sort of wizard bard. But the deal breaker is ghosts.

At the climax of the movie the princess' lady in waiting gets fucking piss drunk for whatever reason as this never really seemed to be her type of personality until now and of course that's when the goblins invade.

Also this boy finds himself in the armory and only grabs a sword, okay makes some sense. Armor is probably too heavy for him, but in the end the goblins are invulnerable except for their feet so the sword is completely useless and he's just wildly swinging it around which I find funny. It's like he was all "I have the opportunity to steal this sword" and just took it.

This movie also has "big fucking flood" just like Tiny dog movie and pretty much all the tropes that entails. Big fucking flood low budget 90s animated movie my beloved. Really like how the water is animated.

The goblin demon cat seemingly gets a redemption but not their child(?) prince.

I really liked this though. If I had grown up with it maybe I would have been autistic about it honestly.

The end credits have animations of the kitten character in pretty much the exact fucking way that the Vicious Servant shows up in the Heart of Darkness credits. Which made me lose my fucking mind

And then, while watching the credits

I see it

Pannonia film company.

HOLY FUCKING SHIT.

It is LITERALLY the same people who DID make Tiny dog movie????????????? The fucking screech that escaped my mouth.

So yeah my autism went insane from this. It's like if Tiny dog got an actual proper English dub. And the Mormons had nothing to do with it because there's a scene where good guys get drunk.

So yeah I do want to use some of the animation and character design of this as reference. I'm freaking out that it's the same animation studio as my beloved blorbo Tiny dog.

[mrsjobarnes]

Tales of a Call sign

Rooster x reader 

Italics are past tense

Word count: 613 A/N ~ Hey yall! I’m always so nervous to post because I don’t have anyone to proofread it. Lol Anyways enjoy! Also, this is the original song, not the Elvis version 

Like and comments welcome! 

Please do not steal my work! 

“Hey, Siren you come’n  to the Hard deck or not “ Phoenix shouted 

“Yeah, here I come,” I said. 

 Most people got their call signs in an incredible way. Phoenix got hers because of her strong will, Fanboy got his because he was a nerd. I honestly have no idea how Bob got his. Maybe it stands for ‘Best offense Boy’? No that’s stupid, but it definitely not ‘Baby on Board’. I got mine because of one fateful night of karaoke. I’ll set the scene, it was some whole in-the-wall bar at the naval academy and Rooster had convinced a bunch of people plus Phoenix and I to go to karaoke. He asked me to sing 'Don't Go Breaking My Heart’ with him. Now I’m not proud to admit this but I have the world’s biggest crush on Rooster, he doesn’t know and never will. As we got off the stage and went back to the group everybody was flabbergasted. After they stopped hooting and hollering Phoenix came up to me and told me to should go back up and sing a solo. She said hangman made a bet that I wouldn’t, which got Rooster interested. 

“Come on Y/n, you killed it up there earlier. Also, Think about the look on his face when he owes Phoenix…. How much money” we both looked to Pheonix. She made a smirk that could rival the Cheshire cat. 

“$150,” she said. My jaw about dropped, Rooster rubbed his hands together like he was planning something. Normally I’d be all in on it but I just sit and watch. 

“I don’t know guys, that’s a lot. Plus what if I mess up” I said with wide eyes. Rooster grabbed my shoulder and looked me in the eyes. Damn, I could get lost in those eyes. 

“How about I go up there and play the piano?” he suggested. That’s another thing I love about him, he is so generous and kind. 

“Fine” I say. After I told rooster the song he quickly pulled up the sheet music and walked me over to the stage. The group before us was halfway through. “Rooster I can’t do this” I said while my breath picked up. He grabbed my shoulder 

“Breath Y/N, you can do this. You don’t have to, but think about the look on Hangman’s face when he has to pay phoenix” he said before pulling me into a hug. It’s finally our turn as Rooster sets up I decided to talk into the microphone, 

“Hello again, my name is Y/N and this is Bradley on the keys. Im going to sing a song that my grandma used to sing to her husband whenever he was in trouble, which was a lot. It is also for my good friend Jake over there, So enjoy” I look back a Bradley. He smiles and starts to play. I belt out the first note “ YOU AINT NOTHIN BUT A HOUND DOG” as I sing I get into it and so does Rooster. By the end the entire club is Howling along as it ended we got a standing ovation. We walked off the stage and Bradley wraps me in a hug and kisses my head. 

“You were amazing up there Y/n” I blush and thank him. We walk back to the group just in time for Hangman to pay Phoenix. 

“You did pretty good up there Siren” we all looked at Jake with a puzzled look. “What siren are good singers that can kill. I thought it was a fitting nickname” he said, throwing his hands up. We all laughed. From that day on�� I was dubbed Siren. 

[sayorseee]

All the messy, incoherent posts from my z3 premiere live tweets and first two rewatch livetweets

this gets long

Pre Z3 Release, Post Soundtrack/MV Release

I’ve cried three times from the songs alone HELP

Now that I’ve seen all the songs I don’t think I can rewatch z1 and 2 I think I’m gonna sit here with exceptional zed and come on out on repeat for two more hours until it’s movie time

I have been teased with so many almost kissed in these songs

When they do someday dance moves in ain’t no doubt about it??? Sobbing my eyes out

Ariel stepped up her GAME this movie

The werewolf barber and zombie tailor are my new favorite background charscters

Can’t wait to see zed get blasted through a mf doorway also like 2 ½ of these songs involve the aliens they cannot be that importsnt to the plot

I have never felt more gay than watching Willa in come on out I will NOT STOP SAYING IT

Premiere (approx 3:10am EST - 7am)

The opening animation is really cute

YES ELIZA INTERNSHIP QUEEN

Oh my god I love Wyatt so much

Willa our fearless werewolf cheerleader!

Love that the aceys are tired of Bucky finally!

ZED AND WYNTER HOWLING

The parents! I love them!!

I audibly screamed when wynter hit the bus and it is past three am my roommates are gonna kill me

ALIEN INVASION ALIEN INVASION

The way everyone was ready to fight

ZOMBIE PATROL THE ADULTS THIS IS SO GOOD

This is too good I have to pay attention

Not aspen roasting zed IM DYING

Not the one star planet comment

MOTHERSHIP IS GREAT

Twenty minutes and Zed and Addison’s are experiencing the tradition growing up doubts where everything suddenly terrifies you and I love it

The aliens are great singer and the dancing is amazing I love ain’t no doubt about it

Why does everyone wanna go to college it sucks here

How is zed THIRD IN CLASS HOW IS HE SO SMART

I love the aliens

I love how nothing is working out for wyliza all my homies hate Wyliza

Omg Bree is gonna fight I love this

Ali is the BEST

A werewolf on zombie patrol!?

OH MY GOD RHE MOTHERSHIP IS SO FUNNY

I will never stop being gay for Willa

Not my girl addison wandering around

Ali is no longer on the same wavelength as all the aliens, new gay crush

Ali is the best

Not the grandma storyline!!

The lashes on Addison are insane

The way he (Zed) puts his arms around her!! I’m CRYING this is as they’re walking away after being beamed down it’s so cute

The werewolves giving zed a pep talk I love them I love this movie

The exceptional zed dancing is so great

I just love the way Milo sings OMG THE ZOEY VERSE

Oh no, mishaps!

ALIEN POWERS

ADDISON HAS A MIDDLE NAME!?

The interview scene is top tier! Addison and Zed being excited for Addison and her powers yet being stressed

Oh my god Bucky

WYNTER LIKES CAT VIDEOS

NOT WYATT WITH THE CRUSH

ZED’S PHONE

Omg ZED YES KING BEHAVIOR

IM FINALLY MEEEEE

Zed will fight

ASPEN PLEASE “she can have it!”

Zoey and Zed will fight for these aliens

Zed loves Addison no matter what she looks like I love it so much

I feel like it’s a f you for Addison to be the most precious thing and not her mom

This is so sad let zed go with!

Did we really need the Wyliza side story???

NOT HER DROPPING IT

ZEDDISON FOR THE WIN

HOLY FUCK THAT ZEDDISON KISS IMA WATCH IT AGAIN

Everyone sadly missing Addison this is the someday I needed 😭😭

“Conflict is good” ok Disney whatever 🖕😭

THE SEABROOK MUSIC YES

Kinda wish Bucky had white hair in the end also why is every character in this movie graduating at the same time

TWO WHOLE KISSES

Zed’s “hi baby” at the end I’m CRYING

Other initial thoughts from my first watch

2nd Watch (3:18pm - ~ 5pm EST)

Addison’s parents and Zed’s dad being friends = amazing!

I love wynter’s energy btw

Cannot believe alien invasion is ten minutes into the movie

I love how no one in Seabrook knows how to feel about the aliens

Normally I would hate that Addison’s an alien but like, they added it in so well and everyone portrayed it so well that I’m actually so happy for her… like we got Addison family background happy zeddison what more could I ask for

All of Zed and Bonzo’s interactions prove their besties!!!

“One star planet” Ali please

MOTHERSHIP MY BELOVED

They really just don’t explain that statue it’s just there huh

I’m gonna assume ain’t no doubt about it is just how zed and Addison are whenever a new species isn’t invading their town

Alan my beloved I love your competitive nature

WHEN ASPEN STARTS SOBBING THO … they are not used to emotion

Ali is amazing she’s our new comedic relief in the alien trio and I love her for it

Mothership going on strike is hilarious

If I were four years younger ‘come on out’ would’ve made me realize I was gay which I think is so funny (cuz of the name)

The way they always go “Ali” with so much shock 😂

Zed is like really happy listening to the scout’s log. Like not in a weird way in a reminiscing way I love it

They way they cast addison out so quick yet in the end she still went with them. I’d be so petty like ‘have fun finding home bitches”

Looking around Addison’s room for pictures of zed… (looks like there’s one on her nightstand also SHE HAS A TEDDY BEAR I LOVE HER)

All the cast members who can’t dance standing all the way in the back of exceptional zed is so funny to me

The way Zed’s whole family got all dressed up ima cry

The way addison was bout to fight this lady when she said despite

“IM SO SORRY” “don’t be!” And her SMILE ADDISON GIRL

she’s so in love every time she’s just looking at him her smile my god

When I first saw the I’m finally me video I thought zed and Addison got in a fight and that’s why he wasn’t there but the real reason is so much better

Gonna fight my way through finally me I’ll watch it in it’s entirety this time I promise

So glad things are finally working out for Seabrook they haven’t won in so long

Aspen is me when I see Willa

Pretty messed up Missy never shared this with anyone imo

I didn’t skip someday this time WHY AM I CRYING

I never actually watched them reminiscing over Addison and it sounds like she died she’s still HERE SHE’LL BE BACK I SWEAR

I do love z3 I like it more than z2 and I may be alone in this opinion but it’s true

3rd and Final Livetweet Rewatch

Never noticed the werewolves backpacks before which is just a reminder that all these monsters gave up their freedom of living however they want to go to HIGH SCHOOL

“This shrimpy be CRAY” I love wynter (their energy her and Zed are the chaotic duo I need more of)

ALIEN INVASION MY BEST FRIEND MY WORST ENEMY YOU SET THE TONE OF THE MOVIE AND YOU WERE WRONG THIS IS MORE FEEL GOOD THEN SCI-FI ADVENTURE

all my homies hate alien invasion

Bree with no power in the back about to take the aliens on in hand to hand combat I love her

also Zevon holding Zoey back the girls in this movie are WILD I love them

I love when Aspen calls zed “meh” like bestie you end up crushing on him within the next hour 😭

Zed spends the whole movie getting electrocuted I’m CRYING

MOTHERSHIP MOTHERSHIP ANOTHER DAY TO LOVE MOTHERSHIP

Zeddison’s nose scrunches and and nose kisses and I love them I love them

There is something so personal about z3 wynter! 1. “This shrimp be CRAY!!” 2. “No fleas!” :D 3. “So catty. Clearly not raised by wolves.”

Willa is taking/reading about philosophy…I wonder why

The aliens and the pencil sharpener scene 😂

I can’t pick a favorite alien I love all of them so much

Lotta Acey in fighting I love it

Yes come on out come on out yes yes yes

everyone looks so fucking hot in this number

Addison was clearly never told “if you’re lost, stand in place”

Someone needs to let Ali fight she needs to let out some steam

Ali and Zed are such a funny duo cuz 80% he’s teasing her for her anger and she’s being annoyed with him and then they become besties

I love how zed is so happy for Addison he is now her biggest cheerleader

z2 he was questionable but now? redeemed

Zed’s house is so well decorated btw and Addison’s. All the family photos they took to decorate her room 😂

Exceptional zed is my fave

Zed and Wyatt friendship top tier

All of Seabrook cheering zed on be z1 when everyone was rooting against him

Signature early 2000s final chorus key change slaps in exceptional zed

Exceptional zed reprise is so good

Not Eliza going searching for Wyatt’s mind probe

Willa looks so annoyed that she’s working with Bucky I love it

When zed gets into college 🥺 the exceptional zed music playing under 🥺

I’m finally me is giving early 2000s dcom vibes

Like in theory addison could take them to their new planet and they could just bring her back after right…?

As much as I love zed’s half sacrifice (half cuz he didn’t die but he did put his life on the line) it would’ve been a bit more impactful if Willa joined. All of Seabrook united as one!

We all agree that Bucky wears the hat to help hide his alien self. I mean he’s flying on the space ship so clearly he has the stardust spark!

[unscharf-an-den-raendern]

Things Die Ärzte actually made songs about

I hate protest songs so much I wrote a protest song to protest protest songs

I miss my Tamagotchi uwu

Help, my girlfriend’s new haircut is terrible

Help, my girlfriend’s taste in music is terrible

Help, my girlfriend just exploded

Help, my girlfriend got abducted by aliens

I don’t want to be a bug

We want to prove to people we’re sophisticated after all, so we’re naming random philosophs

René is fed up with his life and wants to become a ninja, so he takes a sword, goes to Poland, then gets deported and has to pay a fine for illegaly trying to enter Poland

Claudia has sex with a dog (part 1)/Claudia has sex with a horse (part 2)/Claudia has sex with a man (part 3)/Claudia fucking died (part 95)

Grandmas are hot

The cashier wearing a red miniskirt is hot

The world would be a better place if all the men were women (except me lol)

Men are trash, don’t trust them

I wish I were a zombie

I wish I were Madonna’s colon

They’re only playing trash on the radio, so I’m setting it on fire

Buzzfeed Unsolved: What happened to Buddy Holly’s glasses?

*upbeat Banjo playing* I want to die!

Bela and Farin sing about how they want to fuck each other and Rod (they’re all straight AFAIK).

Nazis don’t deserve the sun

I made a God out of a piece of wood and put him on my shelf

An entire album containing only songs about hair

Japanese terrorists with their pants down throw cat food from ALDI at old women

Let’s just all die, it would be a lot better for the environment

I’m gonna kill you by throwing cotton balls at you

Don’t eat animals, eat people instead

[boldlyvoid]

Amoreena | chapter eleven

chapter eleven

main summary: Heaven is a real place and it's located exactly 14.6 miles away from the FBI, Quantico Headquarters. Off behind a small park, under a fantastical willow tree surrounded by wildflowers, in every colour young minds can imagine.

Don't forget, heaven also comes with angels.

Chapter Warnings: Y/N POV: details of what happened to Stephen, her grandmas cancer, and very detailed explanations of how babies are made (as biologically accurate and not very graphic as possible) this is an angsty trauma filled chapter that made me cry a lot just writing it so I'm sorry in advance

word count: 3K

from the beginning <3

June 13th, 2010

There’s a knock on her parent's door at 4 in the morning, Y/N’s sound asleep on the couch back at her grandma’s, awoken by said grandmother as she hears all the noise beyond the porch. There are 2 cop cars at the main house, worry starts to settle over them.

She puts on a pair of shoes, taking her grandmother's hand in hers as they begin the early morning trek up the road, anxiety seeping in deeper and deeper as they get closer to the lights illuminating their driveway.

Her father is talking to an officer on the steps, her mother is crying behind him. “We’re so sorry for your loss,” the officer says and Y/N’s blood runs cold, numbing her from the impending despair.

“What happened?” Her grandmother asks, rubbing a hand along Y/N’s back in preparation for the worst.

“Evan was in a car accident,” her father says softly, knowing that Y/N knows Stephen was with him tonight. She breaks away from her grandma and without thinking she’s right in the officer's face.

“Which one of them died?”

“Ma’am,” it was never a good way to start the worst conversation of her life with that word or in that tone. She felt like a '40s housewife learning her husband wasn’t coming home from the war, only he wasn’t even her husband yet.

He would have been on next Saturday.

“I’m sorry, Stephen was pronounced dead on the scene,” he says the worst sentence she’s ever heard, and now she’ll never forget it. “The passenger side took the worst of it, once again, I am so sorry for your loss.”

She’s surprisingly calm, managing to whisper, “thank you,” before she’s walking off into the field, pushing everyone's hands away as she travels as far as he feet will take her.

She ends up at the willow tree by the pond as soon as the sun is rising, it happened a lot earlier in June than the rest of the year. The birds singing, the wind blowing against the leaves making them carry a tune in harmony together. The world is still spinning, life is moving on, but how?

She sat there against the tree for a while, picking blades of grass and weaving them into a chain, soothing her brain as she makes a pattern. Giving her hands something to do so they stop going numb, it’s the only thing that really reminds her that she's real, that she’s controlling the twists and tucks, the shape and length and the fact that it was created at all.

Ending the life of the single blade of grass as she picks it, never to be whole again. Snatched from its happy place, where it grew loved and surrounded by other matching green strands as they blew in the wind.

Then she's pulling fist full after fist full of grass out of the dirt, her hands covered in mud as she shouts, throwing handfuls of grass and dirt towards the pond. The once blue water starting to turn cloudy; disrupted and upset with her anger as it swallows her weapons, but it doesn’t make her feel better. All she did was disrupt the earth, changing the way this once beautiful patch of land used to look. She couldn’t help but sob, realizing that she was like this field now and her beautiful green pasture was disrupted, overturned and ruined.

The life that flowed through her died along with the love of her life.

“Stephen was pronounced dead on the scene,” the words echo in her mind in a constant circle like she’s stuck in a tin can.

It starts to reverberate, getting louder and louder as the same 7 words all run around in her head. Bouncing off the walls, smacking her down again and again as she hears them over and over and over… she’s holding her hands on her ears, shaking back and forth, sobbing when she feels someone wrap their arms around her.

She doesn’t open her eyes, instead, she's rushing to push them off of her, struggling out of their grasp as she fights them. Finally, she loses, being held in her brother's embrace as they both cry, he barely has a scratch on him when she finally looks at him.

she’s never been physical in her life, but she punched him right in the face. Her twin brother, best friend in childhood and the person she’s known the longest in her life. He held her close in the womb, crying if they separated as soon as they were born, she loved him deeply and yet she hated him something fierce at that moment.

“It wasn’t my fault,” Evan cries, “we were stopped at a red light, Y/N!”

“I don’t care! He was supposed to be my husband!” She swats at him, smacking his arms again and again as he tries to hold them back, holding her so tightly as she basically screams bloody murder in the field.

All she can see is his face, her beautiful happy Stephen. The first time she ever saw him, standing under a street light in Boston, papers in his hand and wonder in his eyes. The way he looked up at her, the glow of the light making a halo glow over his head.

She should have known he was too good to be true. Always destined to return to the heavens, he was truly angelic with his big emerald eyes that were only the tiniest bit yellow on the edge of the pupil, the way her name sounded on his tongue like a blessing coming true.

They buried him 2 days after what was supposed to be their wedding. Disrupting another beautiful patch of earth to hide him away forever, she placed a single rose on his casket, she never said goodbye and she never planned to.

“See you later, superstar,” she patted the glossy black box once last time before sending him down into the earth.

—

September 2012

This fucking willow tree and 7-word sentences…

“What do you mean you have cancer?”

Her grandma let a tear slip from her eye, “I’ve got colon cancer, honey, the doctors said I have another 2 years, maybe 5 if I'm lucky.”

Every time someone sat beside her in this one spot, she learned the worst information in the world. Sure Evan didn’t mean to kill Stephen, doesn’t mean she’s talked to him at all in the last year. with Grandpa dying only a few summers back, her favourite house cat now buried in the yard, she can’t lose her grandma now too.

“Okay,” she starts to plan in her head, her eyes about ready to jump out of her skull as she tries to think of all the things they need to do before it’s too late, “let’s go to England, let’s blow my bank account, you can’t leave me without going to England with me? We were supposed to get tea and pretend to be the queen and princess?”

She couldn’t stop the tears, her whole body heaving as she sobbed into her grandma’s dress, “you can’t leave me too!”

“Your grandfather and I have a fund for you, you were the last baby we got to raise when your mom went back to work, I want you to use it for that baby we talked about,” her grandma’s voice is barely a whisper, softly getting the words over her vocal cords as the tears joined Y/N’s on her dress.

Without another word, she took her hand and walked home, getting in her car together and heading to the closest fertility clinic, she booked her first insemination for February, pre-paying for a round of IVF hormones and everything to start in January, she had 3 months to plan.

Finding the perfect donor was the only hard part. She had 3 different books to choose from with all the clinics in the DC area sharing 1 sperm bank. She finally made her decision 3 weeks before they were set to get her pregnant when they updated the books.

Sample 2319, male 30’s, healthy, high IQ, 6’1, brown eyes, brown hair (curly). “Sounds a lot like Stephen,” her grandma agreed, saying his name for the first time in over 2 years, she knew this was her guy.

—

June 14th, 2021

Peeing on a stick shouldn’t be as terrifying as it is.

She hasn’t been this nervous since the first time Dr. Collins inseminated her. Laying back on the table at a weird elevation to make sure she got pregnant, her whole body tense as she thought of the possibilities of her future child.

Sample 2319 sitting in a cup not too far from her face as she prepared for a man she barely knew to put the semen of another man she didn’t know, inside her. She only picked this guy cause he was smart and tall, no health issues to report and the number made her think of Monsters Inc.

In her mind, she made a baby with a man she named mike wazowski, not knowing his real name was actually Spencer Reid and he was only just down the road at Quantico the whole time. It was the weirdest day ever, and then it became the second-best day of her life

Nothing could top holding her baby in her arms for the first time. Her grandma and mother beside her as they all cried, the perfect purple baby screaming on her chest as they tried to wipe the white gunk off her tiny body. her sweet little coos, seeing her swollen eyes open for the first time, the silence that overcame her as they made their first introduction to each other. Her little person, the love of her life, her wonderful Amoreena.

Her cry was perfect, like music to her ears she wanted to hear her little voice as long as she could because it meant she was alive and real. She was healthy and beautiful and the most perfect bundle of joy she could have ever made.

Now she was hiding in the bathroom to pee on a stick while her 7-year-old had breakfast in the next room. Oh, how times changed, but one thing remained the same, she was finding out alone again. Only this time she meant for that to happen, it was exactly 4 days since her period was supposed to start and it wasn’t there, neither was Spencer.

He had something to do that morning, but he’d be meeting them later that afternoon, it was Amoreena’s last day of kindergarten after all. She wanted time to either enjoy the thought of having another baby or cry in peace because for once it didn’t work, giving her a week to recover before trying again.

Amoreena was a miracle, the easiest IVF baby they ever made at the clinic, apparently. If she was pregnant this easily again it was a sure sign that he was Amoreena’s father too, only he could get her knocked up while not even trying.

She didn’t remember pregnancy tests taking this long, she flipped it over and walked out of the room, unable to think of anything else while she waited for 3 minutes to pass. Amoreena noticed she was being weird, studying her mother's movements as she paced the hall outside of the bathroom door.

“What are you doing?” She asked, curious as ever as she twirled lightly in her new princess dress.

“Can you keep a secret?”

“Always mom, I’m the best secret keeper in all the kingdom, remember?” Amoreena smiled, holding onto her leg as she stared up at her.

“Your dad and I tried to make a baby,” she whispered, petting the litter hairs on her forehead as Amoreena looked up at her, her first little baby. “I’m waiting to find out if it worked, but we can’t tell anyone in case it didn’t, okay?”

Amoreena’s eyes were wider than she’s ever seen them, her mouth opened slowly as she understood the words in her mind. She didn’t look happy or surprised, nor upset or worried. She looked confused, “how?”

She laughed then, shaking her head as she lifted Amoreena into her arms, she would have to know soon anyway. “You know how every month mummy has a bad week where she bleeds and her tummy hurts?”

“Yeah?”

“When people with our parts grow up they make little tiny eggs but we don’t lay them like chickens do, they stay inside our tummies and wait to become babies and if they don’t we have a period and release all the stuff our bodies saved up that month to make a little person. You’ll have one soon too in a few years, probably when you're 12 like I was, and when people with a penis get old enough they’re able to help us make the babies like roosters help the chickens. Our bodies are really special and make some really cool things when we try to,” she explained it in the most simple farmhouse way she could.

“Like when the goats are all born in the spring and they just show up?” She tried to clarify, understanding it at the basic level.

“Kinda, you’ve seen the photos of you in my tummy and how aunty Shannon’s stomach grew when she had your cousins, I’ll get really big like that too if I’m pregnant, the baby will grow for 9 long months till they’re nice and healthy and then we’ll have another person in the family,” she couldn’t help but smile as she thought about it.

“How do we find out?”

She opened the bathroom door then and carried Amoreena inside, setting her down on the sink and pointing at the upside-down test stick. “We create a special hormone when we’re pregnant, it’s something that can be detected in our pee!” she explained it like it was magic, watching her get excited instead of grossed out.

“So I peed on that stick and if it has 2 lines I have a baby in my tummy, if not then your dad and I have to try again.”

Amoreena picked up the test and looked at it, keeping it out of her mothers sight as she did so, “there’s two lines,” she lit up waving the stick lightly as she squealed.

Y/N wrapped her up in her arms and twirled her around, “you’re gonna be the best big sister ever!”

“How do we tell dad?” Amoreena’s soft voice whispered in her ear as she snuggled into her shoulder.

“I have an idea,” she whispered back before carrying her back into the kitchen.

Her All About Me project was sitting on the counter, ready for Y/N to drive her into school today. She set Amoreena down on the floor to watch her as she took some tape and taped the stick to the bottom corner of the project. “Pass me the marker, please?”

Amoreena ran to the counter to get it, coming back and placing it in her mom's hand before leaning in to watch what she was writing.

“I’m going to be a big sister sometime next February!” Amoreena read the words as her mother wrote them, unbelievably excited.

“Your dad can read that at the ceremony tonight!”

“I thought you said we can’t tell anyone yet?” Amoreena questioned her, like always.

“Your teacher can know, the other kids won't know what it means, it’s just important Spencer sees it, but we will wait to tell nanny and poppy, okay? Sometimes the babies don’t always stay, it’s sad so we keep it a secret until they’ve got a tiny little heartbeat in there,” she didn’t want to scare her, but she knew it was always a possibility.

“Then we try again,” Amoreena smiled, “It’ll be easier now that you don’t need Dr. Collins to help you, how did you even make me without Spencer?” She didn't use his real name often anymore, only in times when she wasn't referring to him as her father.

She sat down then, pulling Amoreena into her lap so she could hold her while she thought of the right words. “So we have eggs, but people with penises have something called sperm. When adults, and I mean adults you have to be at least 25 to have a baby it’s the rules,” she teased her slightly, ticking her arms.

“Adults have sex, babies are made when someone with a vagina and someone with a penis get together. But when you don’t have a partner with a penis to help, sometimes they’ll donate their sperm to the doctor's offices to help people like me make their perfect little families all by themselves.”

“Interesting,” is all her little mind can say, she has learned so much in one day, Y/N was surprised she was still listening and surprisingly still for once. “Is it a boy or a girl?”

“We won't know for a while,” she smiled, holding Amoreena closer to her chest. “How do you feel about all this?”

Amoreena was quiet as she thought about it, “is Spencer the guy who gave the doctors the sperm for me?”

“We think so, but we don’t know, why?”

Amoreena looked at her softly, “it wouldn’t be fair, I know he said I don’t need a father but why do they get to have him for both?”

“I think Spencer is your father, you’re just as smart and wonderful as he is, there’s no doubt in my mind that you’re his baby too. but if you want to know if he isn't, when you turn 18 the doctors will tell you who it is, it's completely up to you to find out,” she whispered, the tears starting to fall down her cheeks as Amoreena tried to wipe them away.

"I like thinking he's my father, so he is." Her mind worked in the most wonderful way. Y/N couldn’t help but hold her close as she lightly cried, “I had a dream yesterday that I had 8 sisters,” her voice was so soft and innocent as her tiny hand cupped her mother's cheek.

She gasped lightly at the words, remembering Spencer’s panic in the middle of the night last night, how scared he was to leave her all alone with 9 babies and no one to help her. They knew something that she didn’t yet, cheaper by the dozen seemed less like a dream and more like a prophecy.

“I’m so happy to make your dream come true,” Y/N whispered, “I promise I’m happy, the baby just makes me emotional.”

Amoreena placed her hand on her tummy then, “I love you, baby.”

Y/N stuck her tummy out as far as she could, “I love you too, big sister,” she said in a funny voice to make Amoreena laugh, leaning back in the chair as she held her.

And just like that, getting pregnant with Amoreena was bumped into 3rd place for the best day of her life. Sharing the moment with her and no one else was perfect, insuring she knew that she was just as important moving forward as the little person she was growing this time.

tag list: @shemarmooresfedora @spencers-dria @spookyspence @reidsfish @manuosorioh @mochionly @samuel-de-champagne-problems @jswessie187 let me know if you would like to be added as well!!

[seidenbros]

Geraskier AUs

AU OVERVIEW

Geraskier Modern/Crime/AU

You’ll Make Me Brave

Found covered in blood right next to his father’s dead body, it seems to be clear that Jaskier killed the old man. Geralt, working this case as a Detective, had to figure out what really happened, which won’t be easy, seeing that Jaskier isn’t even able to speak at first. Was it really him? Or was someone else involved? Geralt is determined to uncover the truth.

Chapter 1: Where words fail Chapter 2: Breakfast is the most important meal Chapter 3: Of Books and Brothers Chapter 4: You Remembered Chapter 5: Trust is earned when actions meet words Chapter 6: Chapter 7:

Geraskier Modern AU/Flatmates?kinda

I’m Lost, I’m Found in You

Geralt is a war veteran with a service dog named Roach. Jaskier lives in the house he inherited from his Grandma with his cat Batman, but the house is way too quiet and empty, so he’d looking for someone to rent the upper rooms.

Chapter 1: It’s quiet uptown Chapter 2: Sing me a song Chapter 3: Flowercrowns Chapter 4: Princess Chapter 5: Iris Chapter 6: Nightmares

Geraskier Modern Crim AU | Hacker-Jaskier (with magic)

Let’s just Close our eyes and let go

Geralt works in the police force, recruited by Vesemir. Jaskier was kicked out by his parents at 15 and lived on the streets and in homeless shelters for some time. He earns his money as a hacker, steals from the rich and gives to the poor, and the money he earns playing gitar on the streets, he also gives to the homeless shelters. Geralt has seen him multiple times now, and finally plucks p the courage to ask Jaskier out for coffee, not knowing what’s waiting for him at the end of the line.

Chapter 1 (can be read as standalone)

[bambibarts]

It's OC time!

Well... I really love Miraculous Universe. It's a very fun show that every age person can enjoy. So of course I made an original character for fanfics and fanarts.

Here I tryied to emulated the same design of the show, just out of curiosity to know what he'd look like.

But now he has a purpose. I suffered for months with manipulation (something I only knew later to be termed as gaslighting) from people I regarded as friends. So this ended up becoming part of the background of this OC. I couldn't find another more effective way to talk about what happened. And over time... I think he's become a way to deal with my problems as well.

Below are a few things about him.☆

☆ Full Name? Cecil Mäel Laval Wood.

☆ His mother is a actress and singer (musicals!!) and his stepfather is a emergency doctor.

☆ He has a little sister named Madeline.

☆ He learned a little of german with his Grandma.

☆ His original hair color is black.

☆ 18 years old (oh, yes. Isin't the same year showed in the tv series. It's one or two years later)

☆ He has some scars on his body...

☆ He is a model too, like Adrian. But more alternative (?)

☆ He loves Fairy Tales, deers and cats, butterflies, Victor Hugo and Arthur Rimbaud's works and... Sing.

☆ Canon Characters who is his friends? Marinette, Adrian, Rose, Juleika and... LUKA!!

☆ He has a very heavy past, and don't talk about it...

☆ He has difficulty socializing, although he tries hard. He knows how to separate work situations and personal situations... Which turns out to be stressful.

☆ LUKA HAS A CRUSH ON HIM PLS DONT KILL ME

For now it's just... If you like it, comment! If not like only pass straight as if it had never existed ;u;

[chibi-pix]

Hey guys!  I felt it was a good idea. I want to share photos and a bit about the cats I have. Some are at home (Mama’s place), some at my Grandpa’s place.  So, how about it?  Time to introduce the cats!

Name: Soot Age: assumed 6 or 7 years (adopted three or four years ago) Location: Home Skills: Pissing people and cats off while being adorable. Occupation: professional asshole Likes: Yogurt, Pop Tarts, hiding under my dresses, chasing the ladies, and horror video games. Dislikes: Kisses, vacuum cleaners, my singing Extra: Soot has no understanding of my personal space. Under my skirt, across my chest, trying to get into my yogurt, you name it. He loves snacks, especially smoothies made with milk, yogurt, and frozen strawberries. He does not show signs of lactose intolerance. When we adopted him, he was so scrawny. Now he’s a chonk. He may be a smidgen overweight, but he’s happy. 

Name: Christmas Age: maybe 17? (Adopted three or four years ago) Location: Home Skills: healing purrs Occupation: Polite old lady Likes: Snuggles, giving her own cat scans, making my leg go numb Dislikes: someone trying to clean her butt, someone getting the mats out of her fur, me not paying attention to her Extra: She’s an older lady. She’s a bit sore with her age and maybe weight; she struggles to move, but she always comes to sit on my lap or shoulder for love. Her purrs are comforting and helps with my headaches. With her age, she doesn’t groom herself like she used to, so she gets mats. Mama and I have to team up to get them out.

Name: Bandit Age: possibly 17? (She’s Christmas’ sister and adopted with her) Location: Home Skills: telling time without a clock Occupation: Judging others

Likes: treats, catnip, the laser pointer, calling for the manager Dislikes: being picked up, being pet too much, me being one minute late giving her her treats Extra: She’s always silently judging others. Me singing? Judgment. Another cat licking a bag? Judgment. The videos I watch? Judgment. My sneeze? She’s damning me to hell, I’m sure. However, she is kind and caring, If I’m not feeling well, she’ll let me rest longer. 

Name: Baby Boo (Baby) Age: maybe 14 or 15? (Adopted three or four years ago) Location: Home Skills: Summoning demons from the dark pits of hell and turning invisible in the shadows Occupation: witch’s familiar Likes: lurking in the shadows, being pet, sitting on her tower and watching over the peasants, yogurt (but she is lactose intolerant, so I don’t let her have any) Dislikes: demons not obeying her, when the Hellgate suddenly opens up while she’s enjoying a snack and it interrupts her, dancing, and Soot. Poor Soot.  Extra: This is the cat of a witch and I’m pretty sure while she appears to be in her teens, she’s actually the ancient spirit of a scorned witched, cursed to live out her eternal life in the form of a cat, watching over witchlings and commanding legions of demons. She is also the one most likely to kill me in my sleep, but she doesn’t because I’m her person. Thank you, Baby. You make me a proud witch.

Name: Cimmaron (Cim) Age: 11 or 12 (adopted on a farm when he was a year old) Location: Grandpa’s Skills: being cute Occupation: executive art supervisor Likes: sitting with me while writing or drawing, trying to wake up Grandpa, milk from cereal, gravy from beef stew Dislikes: showers (not that I force him) Extra: Cim is a wholesome lad. He likes to chill and see what’s up. He tends to follow me around when he’s not spending hours sleeping on mine or Grandpa’s bed. He accompanies me for my showers, keeping an eye on me.  He was most likely reincarnated and therefore has the soul of a gentle old man.

Name: Buffy Age: seven (adopted when he was about a year old) Location: Grandpa’s Skills: sleeping Occupation: horny freeloader Likes: reminding the dogs who are about fifty pounds each that he was there first, boiled chicken, yelling for attention and then snubbing those who are willing to pet him, Voltron: Legendary Defender Dislikes: being picked up Extra: This freeloader doesn’t contribute. He caught one mouse when he was a year and a half old and that was it. He tends to jump up on my bed to cuddle one of the dogs and watch cartoons with me. He knocked up another cat that my grandparents adopted.

Name: Horatio (H) Age: about 6 (born at the house; Buffy is the father) Location: Grandpa’s Skills: sleeping, eating, and screaming Occupation: screaming freeloader Likes: food. Cat food, chicken, bacon, apple pie, toast, anything he can get to. Dislikes: being picked up, my sister Extra: This guy. He is an absolute chonk. We know he is. But he won’t exercise for anything and when we try to feed the other cats, he shows up wanting food, too. He’ll scream whenever he sees fit and when someone would check on him, he just walks away. He also likes to lay across an entire step on the stairway. Asshole. But cute. His three sisters were adopted by a nurse who took care of my grandma. He’s now an only child pretty much and he sure tries to remind us of that and tries to get us to spoil him. Also, while he loves toast, we do not give him toast. We have birds who have plain wheat toast with their breakfast; one of them dropped a piece and before one of the dogs could get it, Horatio laid down with it and started eating it.

Bonus of Buffy and Horatio.

Name: Foreigner Age: Unknown (stray) Location: Grandpa’s Skills: existing Occupation: supervisor Likes: Walks with grandpa, keeping an eye on Grandpa when he’s working in the yard, sleeping in my chair, chasing after my feet Dislikes: Other cats and dogs invading his space, Ink (another cat) Extra: He just showed up out of nowhere, as cats tend to do out in the country. He was skittish at first, but he warmed up to Grandpa very quickly. Now he’s just part of the family. He is not allowed in the house because he doesn’t get along with the indoor lads and Grandpa’s got a bird. Foreigner also supervises when the horses get out, making sure we’re all okay and can get them back.

Name: Ink Age: unknown (stray) Location: Grandpa’s Skills: Hunting Occupation: Wanderer, professional barn protector Likes: catching mice and other pests on the farm, being admired, keeping his plans for world domination a secret, sunbathing, making cars stop on the road because he’s an idiot who plays in the street and thankfully cars don’t go through often Dislikes: Feriegner Extra: This is a cat with a plan. He was probably sent here from another planet or is a warlock in cat form, slowly observing others and planning to dominate the planet. He wanders off for days at a time, perhaps looking for weaknesses in the planet’s defenses. He’s done with everyone’s shit, but love and affection restores his faith in humanity.

And that is it. These are the lovely cats of my life.  I hope you all enjoyed meeting them.  Until next time. 

Editing to add Myst. She’s fictional, but she’s still a cat.

Name: Myst Age: eternal (created three years ago) Location: going back and forth between the spirit realm and the mortal plane Skills: can go through walls Occupation: existing Likes: sleeping on shoulders, chasing ghosts, people, sleeping on the computer Dislikes: holy water Extra: Myst is a spectral cat from an unknown location. She’s rather recognizable for her fairly transparent body and skull-like face. She floats, shifts size, can be a blob, is very expressive, and doesn’t shed fur. Of course, she sheds a sort of ecto-plasm and it’s hard to wash out. She’s a wholesome cat who likes attention. 

[key201303]

50 things about me / birthday special ❤🎂

Okay so today it’s my birthday and I wanted to make something special but didn’t really know what to do. I thought about writing a drabble with my ult bias but I’m lazy 🙂 So I thought it could be a great idea to enumerate 50 things about me so you guys can get to know me a bit better! ❤

Welcome to 50 things about me that nobody actually cares about 🙂 Enjoy ❤🤪

My real name is Kiomara (everyone calls me Key)

I got my nickname from @msmadness99​ and @ain4i​ and at first it was going to be “K” but then upgraded to “Key” and here we all are 🙂

I was born on March 20th 2001 (Turning 20 today 🤪)

I’m from South Spain (ole mi andalucia ostia😂)

I don’t have siblings

I’m studying psychology on college and I have wanted to study that since I was 13

I have never in my life had a broken bone but I have had tons of injuries on my ankles and knees

I need to get massages on my back pretty often because it’s broken (like my bank account 🤪)

I can sleep for hours when I’m sick with a fever (my record is 18h 🥵 don’t know what’s wrong with me)

I hate broccoli but love cauliflower

I H A T E if someone touches my feet (I can literally kill you if you do so)

I love wearing rings, you’ll never in your life see me without any ring

I’ve been singing since I was 6

I found out I wanted to sing “”””professionally”””” when I was 8 and after performing for my mom and uncle on New years eve.

I’ve always loved dancing but never found a good teacher so I ended up learning with YouTube

I can’t play the piano but if you give me a Youtube tutorial I’ll learn it and play it like I knew what I am doing without having any idea

I have been taking singing lessons for 4 years but got braces and had to stop because I looked like a singing robot 🙂

I laugh for absolutely everything. You can just say “hello” to me and I’ll be dying on the floor laughing

People think I can’t be serious because of the 18 thing but actually I can be really serious when the situation ask me to be serious

My life motto is “smile and laugh, there are already too many bad things on earth to add more drama.”

I love being home alone so I can play my kpop playlist on my TV spotify with max volume without having my parents around telling me to turn the volume down

I have a cat and I have always had pets

I have a cousin who is 2 years younger than me and that I consider my little brother since both of us are single kids

I have a file on my phone that I use for writing stupid and irrelevant things people tell me and that I care nothing about

I’m still on my highschool groupchat because I don’t want to be the first one leaving and giving all my classmates the image of the antisocial kid I actually am 🙂 (if you're an old classmate... Well... Hi🙂)

I haven’t watched Harry Potter

I haven’t watched Game of thrones either

And I’m spanish and I haven’t watched “La casa de papel.”

I’m not flexible. Like, I look like a wooden stick

When I was a kid and my mom came to pick me up from kindergarten/school instead of my grandad I started crying and denied to go with her because I wanted my grandad to pick me up

I always fought with my uncle during lunch time when I was little because he enjoyed teasing me by just staring at me and he never failed to get on my nerves

Once, my uncle dressed up as Santa Claus when I was 4 years old and I was mesmerized when he entered my grandma’s house. When he came back dressed up normal as my uncle and not as Santa Claus I told him “Oh my god, you’ve missed him!! His teeth looked like a lot to yours.” Blessed innocence 🤧🙏🏼

I once fell from a chair while I was brushing my teeth because I was messing around acting like I was playing a trumpet

I can spend 15h watching Youtube when I have nothing to do

I’ve been studying english since I was 3 and I was always the maknae of the class

I don’t have an specific favorite color, I change every day depending on my mood. Today it is yellow 💛

I hate orange and everything related to this fruit except the juice

I’m allergic to dust

I have never fainted but I have had some drops of blood pressure 

I’ve been part of KristAL for 4 years now and it is one of the best things that ever happened to me

I like classic music

I really enjoy editing videos and filming random vlogs (maybe someday you’ll get to see some making offs in our Youtube channel 👀)

I love Canary islands accent 😍 (my grandad was from there so yeah)

I’ve never imagined I would have so many internet friends but here I am 🙂

My favorite food is pizza

i LOVE cheese and anything related to it

I live only for memes

if you ever want to make me laugh, make weird noises. I can’t resist them

I spent an entire week laughing nonstop to Kazoolarity (ask me if you want to see it) Thanks to @ain4i​ for showing me such a masterpiece

I love every single one of my followers and can’t feel more happy of what you guys did for me. 

I want to thank every single one of you, because these past few years hasn’t been really easy for me and you guys, without even knowing, have helped me a lot with your encouraging messages ❤❤ Thank you all so much ❤❤ Happy birthday to me!! ❤🎂🙏🏼

51. BONUS: If I had to make a birthday wish, it would definitely be to have all of you by my side this year as well ❤ Thanks for being the highlight of my year ❤

[imnotgoinganywhereok]

Yeah, I’m back on my Sims 4 bullshit! („ಡωಡ„) After an entire month I started to miss my Sim children. So, I decided to visit them once again and have some memorable screenshots, especially since I only started sharing my Sims experience from 5th and 6th generation. I’d be grateful if you checked it out one day, I think it can be somewhat investing! And there will be more content to come...

Recently I noted down in my little notebook all basic information and cool trivia about each of my Sim children, and I decided to share some of it here. There is a limit of only 10 pictures in one post, and I was afraid the post would be long but, to be fair, this is my blog and I’m doing what I want now! And, I will merely touch upon what is already established up to Delphini (gen 7). Again, there will be more in the future. Apologies in advance (ง ื▿ ื)ว

Generation one: Valentina Owl. I created her back in December 2019 when I got Discover University for Christmas! She’s a “human” Sim and I created her through a story option in CAS, and immediately started having a blast. I was not a huge fan of such USAmericanised concept of university but the game was fun. She was the only one who lived up to be an elder (and then die) because back then I thought I’m gonna have a game where my Sims age and stuff. That quickly didn’t work out for me because I missed her already and decided that I’m gonna fill my entire save with just Owl family. Valentina studied Communications and worked as a policewoman at the same time. A lonely workaholic with only her lavish garden, she finally settled for a relationship with Lilith Vatore. As I noticed in this post, there was no marriage so my entire bloodline comes from a bastard. Lovely! She died from receiving a flower arragement with Death Flower scent. Now she’s on the Gallery.

Generation two: Herbert Owl. He was the one who directly killed Valentina. He mastered Gardening like Valentina, and then Flower Arranging - unfortunate for her. Because of Lilith, he was a vampire - and to be fair, the consequences are haunting me to this day! So, a few trivia, maybe. He is super smart, lives in Glimmerbrook like the next two generations, and has a small garden in his house where he grows crops for husband’s, Morgyn Ember’s, potions. He prefers black and purple clothes, both in his human and vampire form. He wrote only one book in his life, translating to The Real Story of Valentina Owl - whether it’s to cover the murder or not remains a mystery. He makes flower arrangements to this day. Ah, he’s also immune to Sun thanks to one of his vampire perks! That sort of helped him take a better care of his son whom he loves very much.

Generation three: Harry Owl. There is not that much I can say about him. A perfectionist like his father (Herbert), he’s blond and wears both masculine and feminine clothes like his other father (Morgyn), but this is where the comparisons end. See, in my mind he wasn’t a good person, despite having a Compassionate trait. He cared for his grandmother’s (Valentina’s) garden only because of his father’s (Herbert’s) feelings; later he shun away gardening. As a teenager, he often used to drink plasma without permission even if he wasn’t thirsty. Of course, he was also a really bad father, often berating his son for not being “good enough” or not paying attention to him at all. All Harry cared about were his paintings that he was creating in his private office. He married Miverva Charm, started living with her family, and still decided to only socialise with her. No one really knows what made him choose her.

Generation four: Nereus Owl. Born a vampire, he cured himself out of vampirism as soon as he could and later became a spellcaster. All he ever did in life was seemed like a rebellion against his father - clothes, flacking off during studies, loving gardening and shuning away painting. Well, it seemed to his father that Nereus is doing this to spite him. Despite this borderline abuse (because how abusive can Sims really be?), Nereus claims his childhood was relatively happy. Of course, he has no clue where his Erratic trait came from! Or why he grew to be a Perfectionist as well. All he knows is that having over 11 different plants in his garden is what makes him happy and that he doesn’t care if his father approves of him anymore! You could see him for the first time here. What is more, as he grew older, he found that he loves playing the violin and his wife, L. Faba, supports him in any way she can. His natural hair colour is red; thanks, grey-haired Minerva - that one bit me in the ass for next three generations.

Generation five: Elijah Tane Owl. Vegetarian like his father, he was the first one to attend Foxbury instead of Britechester. His father Nereus claimed it should be Elijah’s choice what he wants to do in life, giving Elijah freedom Nereus never really had. Elijah studied Computer Science but was a man of many talents. He was a fan of Handiness, Cooking (especially grilling), and Fitness. He often played (and sang) serenades on a keyboard for his wife, Alessandra Robles, almost maxing out his Piano skill. What made him date Alessandra was a shared Vegetarian trait. His favourite colour accent in clothing is green. He grew six strawberry plants because he wished to have a daughter (yeah, only in Sims 4 lol). There are more info about him in my previous posts as it was this generation when I started publishing my game progress, starting with this one (although my main focus was on Salem).

Generation six: Salem Owl (previously Lavender Owl). There is tons and tons of posts about her, her wife Luna Villareal (both are adults, calm down FBI), and their five daughers: Amaryllis, Wisteria, Delphini (remember this one), Hemlock, and Poppy. All you need to know about her is that she is a hard-working mother who climbed her way to the top and even higher to secure the future of her daughers. She hoped for three children and played with On the Dark Ley-Line lot trait to perhaps have some vampire offspring. Instead, she had twins (Ama and Wis) first, and then triplets (Del, Hem, and Poppy) later! She taught her daughers instruments/skills like Piano, Pipe Organ, and Violin. Once she realised Wis and Hem were vampires, she started growing three Plasma fruit trees, with time maxing out her Gardening skill. She’s on very bad terms with her grandma, L. Faba, but tries to keep in touch with her grandpa, Nereus. She has a bad reputation because of her Insensitive trait and a handful of enemies. She’s sorry for what happened between Lilith and Valentina in the past but the Vatore twins don’t mind. She’s ginger, workaholic, has spiky ears, and a lot of freckles. She’s still very good friends with Vladislaus.

Generation seven (A): Amaryllis Owl. She’s colour-coded (pink) and her clothes and room reflect that. She wrote at least 10 books, has spiky ears after her mother (Salem), and is the older daugher in the house. Eventually, she married Candy Behr. Ama’s twin sister is Wisteria and they share the same eyeliner type. Despite having a twin, her skin tone is lighter than Wis’ but the same as Hem and Poppy’s. She inherited a feminine walk from her mother (Luna). Doesn’t know much about Vampire Lore despite having vampire sisters. She loved doing everything with her twin sister. Amaryllis used to be a naturally-born/spawned hybrid of a vampire and a spellcaster but settled for the latter.

Generation seven (B): Wisteria Owl. She’s colour-coded (purple) and her room reflects that. As a vampire, she aims for a gothic look, often wearing hats and gloves to hide from the sun (with time, she turned into a heliphobe). She’s an actress and a B-Lister. She has a pet frog in her room. To reach her room, one has to walk through Ama’s room first - and they’re both okay with that. Wis is the only one to have the same skin tone as her mother (Salem) and the same nose as her other mother (Luna). Her vampiric form changes her eye colour to glowing purple. She loved goign to karaoke bars with her older twin sister Ama, which led Wis to maxing out Singing skill. As a fully fledged vampire, she decided to reach out to Herbert - they’re good friends.

Generation seven (C): Delphini Owl. Same as Amaryllis - naturally-born/spawned hybrid of a vampire and a spellcaster but settled for the latter. She’s colour-coded (dark blue) and her clothes and room reflect that. She always knew she’s going to leave the house and eventually create more Owls. She pursued the rich life and moved out to Del Sol Valley, eventually becoming a Global Superstar. She used to work in a Musician Branch but quit after time - blame the Freegan trait. She has three cats and lives with her daugher Morgan, and her [Morgan’s] husband Kaito Kaneko, and their adopted son Leven Owl (all of which I’ll talk about another time). She received a lot of awards (meeting with fans, Perfect Llama to name the few) and is very happy that her daugher lives with her. She used to romance with Flower Bunny, and then Octavia Moon - althought the initial plan was to go after Octavia’s husband, Thorne. Del often drinks but since there’s no alcoholism in Sims 4, let’s pretent she likes to stay hydrated! She owes half of her success (or namely, money for and expensive house) to her mother Salem. Loves to sunbathe!

Generation seven (D): Hemlock Owl. She’s colour-coded (white) and her clothes and room reflect that. She’s a make-up enthusiast and a little spoiled by the rich life. Also, she’s very Squeamish and Noncommittal. Despite being a vampire, she’s not interested in improving Vampire Lore skill at all. In her vampire form, her eyes change to glowing white. Her face as as many freckles as her mother’s (Salem). She’s the middle child in the triplets business and her best friend is Poppy. She used to wear glasses as a child... What more can I say? She’s living the dream!

Generation seven (E): Poppy Owl. She’s colour-coded (red) and her clothes and room (and a neon light) reflect that. The youngest daughter in the house. Wild and a Bro, she’s the perfect candidate to hang out with. She’s the only child to be born a human - which most likely makes Luna very happy. She’s a robots enthusiast - not Robotics skill but only figurines of robots. She’s a Geek so what else should we expect? She has her own TV and a stereo in her room (as well as a bubble machine). Poppy often wears her PJs around the house because they’re the comfiest. Despite being a Bro, she doesn’t really have friends beside her family. She’s the one to walk the family dog, Milk.

[lu-undy]

Chapter 90 - SBT

Here it is!

"Mike?" 

"Yeah?" 

"We're out with Micky." 

"Oh, alright, be safe out there, eh?" Mike answered from his sofa, while watching the television. 

"Yeah, I'll be home later, he'll drop me." 

"Fair enough, have fun and watch out for your Mum, Micky."

"Yeah, will do… Uh, see ya, Dad." 

Mundy raised his eyes to his father from the door and sighed. This might be the last time he was allowed in his parents' house… 

"Dad?" 

"Yeah?" 

"Love ya." 

Mundy couldn't see it, but Mike's eyebrows jumped. 

"Love ya too, son." He unglued his eyes from the screen and turned to look at Mundy and Caroline at the door. "You be a good boy and take care of your mum, yeah?" 

"Yeah, don't worry." 

They exchanged a smile and Mundy stepped out of the house. He exhaled a breath he didn't know he had been holding, and his shoulders sank. 

"You ok, Micky?" Caroline's higher pitched voice tickled his ears and made him land back to reality. 

"Yeah… Let's get to the van." 

Caroline followed Mundy and hopped in the van that was parked a few meters away. They both fastened their seatbelts and Mundy started the engine. 

"Is your house far from here?" Caroline asked. 

"Nah, it's a fifteen minute drive, something like that."

"Ah, alright." 

Caroline paid attention through the whole journey and was surprised to see that Mundy stopped and parked in the city centre. 

"You live around here?" 

"Yeah, that black door, that's the place." Mundy pointed and Caroline followed the direction he showed. 

"Oh…" 

They hopped off and Caroline followed her son to the door. Mundy took his keys out and unlocked it. As soon as he pushed it open, a white cloud of fluff and her black companion meowed repeatedly and trotted to Caroline and him. 

"Hey, babies… Mum, welcome home." 

"Ooh…" 

They both stepped in and while Mundy shut the door, Caroline's head was moving left and right, scanning the floor, the walls, the ceiling and the furniture. 

"Here, gimme your jacket and go ahead, have a look."

"Thank you Micky." 

"Meow…!"

"Pearl, baby, go take Soot and play with him, Grandma and I need to talk, yeah?" He crouched down to scratch their heads and the cats left their side. 

"Very beautiful house you have…"

"That's all Lu'." Mundy started and came close to his mother to hold her hand and lead her to the living room. "When we got the house, it was practically empty. He did all the decoratin', he chose the furniture and stuff. He's good at it."

"You didn't take part in that?" 

"He always asks me before buyin' something, but I just trust him. Also, uh, see that corridor with the stairs? It needed a new layer of paint and I did that. I do all the heavy stuff, he does the pretty stuff." 

"Oh, I see…"

"And this here, it's the kitchen." 

"Ooh! Very colourful!" She said. 

"Yeah, again, it's all Lu', I just put a fresh layer of light blue on the walls and white on the ceiling. And then, he bought all the kitchenware." 

"D'you have a garden?" 

"Nah, we don't."

"Ah, makes sense, you're bang on in the centre…! I guess the rent is expensive, eh?" Caroline asked.

"Uh… Mum…?" 

"Yeah?" 

Mundy stopped walking and Caroline turned to him. 

"What is it?" 

"We… Uh… We're not payin' rent…" 

"What? You don't have the money for it? How late are you?" 

"No, no, Mum, it's not that… It's uh… W-we actually bought this house." 

Caroline's eyebrows jumped behind her glasses. 

"You… bought it?" 

"Yeah, with Lu's money… Uh, y'know what? Let me make some tea and we can sit down and I explain everything, yeah?" 

"Alright." Caroline frowned slightly. So she had been right, huh? Lucien did have heaps of money…

Mundy got busy in the kitchen. 

"Let me help you, Micky…"

"Nah, you're the guest here, Mum." 

"I'm your mum, Micky, I'm not a guest!" 

"Fine…" 

They put together a kettle and in no time a tray was ready with tea, milk and sugar. 

"Here, try these biscuits." Mundy put a pack on the tray.

"What are they?" Caroline asked. 

Mundy took the tray and headed for the living room, followed by his mother. 

"They're called something-something, I can't remember the name in French but it means 'cat's tongue'."

"Oh, I guess Lucien showed them to you?" 

They both sat on the sofa and Mundy put the tray on the coffee table. 

"Yeah, he loves them with his coffee, but they work well with tea too." Mundy answered as he started to serve his mother and himself. "Here, milk but no sugar, yeah?" 

"Yeah, thank you sweetie." 

They exchanged a smile.

"So tell me about the house." Caroline asked. 

"Right… Mum, you were right, Lu' is… uh… very well-off."

She nodded to herself proudly. 

"We bought the house with some of his money because… Uh… To be honest, he surprised me with it."

Caroline frowned. 

"One day, he brought me here and made me visit it. I didn't really know why. You should've seen it back then, there was nothing in it, absolutely nothing! But then he said that it could be ours if I liked it too."

"Ours?" Caroline repeated. 

"Mum, there's heaps of things that we didn't tell you because… I didn't want to worry you or Dad and I wanted to just… y'know, get along well with you. And now that Dad sees that I've fixed my life, I don't want to tell him how or why."

Mundy paused and put his cup of tea back on the tray. He wiped his sweaty hands on his trousers. 

"Tell me, Micky…"

"I'll try." He took a deep breath. "Here's the thing, uh… I don't know where to start… Hold on…" 

Caroline put her cup back on the tray and put her hand on Mundy's. 

"Start at the beginning." She said. 

"Y-yeah but… You gotta promise." 

"I swore I won't tell your dad a thing." 

"N-no, you gotta promise to… to still talk to me… after I tell you the truth…" He lowered his head. "Mum, please…?"

"Why wouldn't I? You told us you killed a man, but you're still my baby, you're still the same baby Micky that I held in my arms many, many years ago." She put her hand on Mundy's cheek and gently brushed it. 

"Please, Mum, promise." 

"I promise." Caroline said, thinking that there wasn't much left to be worse than actually killing a man.

"Right." Mundy raised his head again. "Here's the true story of Lu' and me then." He cleared his throat. "Back when I was searching for Johnson's alligators, I had a lead that pointed to the Queen Victoria, y'know, the posh restaurant." 

"Yeah, I know it." 

"Well I went there and uh… Pff, it was ridiculous. I put on the only suit I had, the black one that I had for your funeral. I couldn't pay for food so I got their cheapest dessert, a chocolate cake. I sat there and was observing people, trying to find the bloke I was after, and uh…" 

"And?" 

"And that's where I saw Lu' again, but I didn't know it was him, I didn't realise."

"Wait, this was before you found the alligators, right?"

"Yeah. I saw Lu' on the stage there, singin' and playin' the piano…" Mundy had dreamy eyes and a smile on his lips. "He sang a song about solitude. It was in French but… I don't know, I kinda got the idea of the song even if I understood nothing of what he was blabberin' about." 

Caroline nodded. 

"I realised that I liked it there. It was posh and filled with filthy rich people, but I liked listenin' to him. So I came back a few times… Oh, hold on-!" 

Mundy jumped out of the sofa and went to one of the shelves in front of them. He opened a book and retrieved a sheet of paper. 

"I even wrote to him…" He showed his mother the letter he had addressed to Lucien back then. "And I learnt that letters like these, he was receivin' heaps of them. Sheilas were falling like flies for him, understandably so. He was singin' like he meant it, and he was dressed so nice… Looked like he was born wearin' suits, like his tie wasn't strangling him like mine was…"

Caroline smiled. 

"It is true that he is good looking and he has very good clothing taste, elegant and all." 

"Yeah, he does…" Mundy blinked and landed back on Earth. "But yeah, I took that habit of goin' there, spending my last bits of money on a chocolate cake that was very good, yeah, but I couldn't care less about it. And then…"

"Yeah?" 

"Then… Then there was the alligators' thing where I met Lu', not knowing that he was the same person as that singer, and then we spent our time arguin' and fightin' over who would get Duchemin first…" Mundy sighed. "Until the masquerade ball."

"The what now?" Caroline asked, surprised. 

"Duchemin organised a ball with costumes and he invited Lu', the singer. Lucien got me a costume and we went there dressed like rich people from two hundred years ago… It was ridiculous, Mum, but it got us closer to the man and I actually talked to him…!" Mundy opened wide eyes. "Actually, he talked to me, and I got so confused, I wanted to kill him then and there but I couldn't, the place was full of his goons…!"

"What did you do?" 

"Me? Nothing… I couldn't do anything. I stayed there, like an idiot, paralysed. It would have all gone to shit if Lu' hadn't been there. He talked to the guy, like small talk and all, and when we got alone, he calmed me down." 

Caroline smiled tenderly. 

"Then, Duchemin asked Lu' to sing something, but I was convinced this Lu' wasn't the singer, so I panicked! If Duchemin learnt that we had tricked him, we were good as dead! But Lu' went anyway and sang something and that's when I got it… Him and the singer were one and the same…!" 

"Hold on, you didn't see that it was him?"

"When he was singin', he was wearing nicer clothes. But when we were out there tryin' to get Duchemin, he was wearin' uh… What was he calling it…? Uh, bala-balala...thingy? It's a mask basically, so I never saw his face entirely when we were workin' together. But then he sang and I recognised the voice and the manners and everything… I wanted to beat him up for lying to me, but I couldn't make a scene."

"So what did you do?" 

"We went back to town and in the middle of the desert, on the road, I asked him to stop his car and then I beat him up." 

"Micky!" 

"I did…"

"You… beat him up?!" Caroline exclaimed, astonished. 

"Y-yeah. I beat him up and he didn't fight back. I beat him up but it wasn't even the first time. But that time, he let me knock him out completely. I carried him to the Doc' and stayed with him all night, couldn't sleep." 

"Micky… Since when did you get so violent?"

"Since you and Dad were dead and nothin' made sense, everything was unfair." He frowned. "After that, I got a message from Maurice telling me that Lu' might have… gone." 

"Gone? What d'you mean?" 

"I didn't know what he meant either, so I ran to his hotel and when I got to his door, I heard Pearl cryin' on the other side of it. I broke in and -"

"You broke in?" 

"Yeah, and I found Lu'..." Mundy got shivers and wiggled his shoulders to shake them away. "For a second I thought…" 

Caroline hugged him and brushed his back. 

"In your own time, sweetie…" 

Mundy took a deep breath. 

"He was in his bath, fully clothed… He had an empty bottle of wine in his hand and… His eyes were closed."

"Oh, dear…" 

Mundy nodded. 

"I got him out and dried him out before trying to put dry clothes on him. I slapped him on the face, Pearl curled up next to him to warm him up, his lips were blue… And finally he woke up."

"Whew…!" Caroline exhaled the breath she had been holding and put a hand on her chest. 

"Yeah, he woke up but was hungover like hell. I brought him water and some sugar while he talked nonsense… I asked him if he wanted some food or somethin' and he said he was hungry. So I went to the kitchen and cooked whatever I could find while he put on some more clothes."

Caroline nodded to show she was following. 

"A few minutes later, he popped in, in the kitchen, and he… uh… he was still weak so he, uh, c-clung to me, I mean, just cause he couldn't hold himself up, eh?" Mundy blushed and his mother smiled. 

"We had dinner together and uh… I just made sure he could… Y'know… Go to bed safe and stuff…"

"Yeah, I get it." 

"Then I went back to the van and drove away. After that, I tried to get Duchemin on my own. I went to his palace and hunted him down."

"Yeah, I remember you told us about that." Caroline nodded. 

"But I didn't tell you that the only reason I survived this, is Lucien. He came after me, riskin' his skin as much as I was foolishly riskin' mine, and he got me out of there. He drove me to the Doc' and this time, he stayed with me all night." 

"Why did you go on your own?" 

"Cause he had Pearl to live for. I had nothin', no one." Mundy raised his hands before they landed on his lap again. "Who cared who I was, what I wanted, what I was? No one! You weren't there anymore and I had nothing left!" 

Caroline softened and shook her head, the pinching she felt in her heart showed on her face. She put her hand on Mundy's again and brushed it slowly. 

"When I woke up, I was determined to go back and try again." 

"But you nearly got killed?" 

"Who cared?!" He said, his lagoon, eager eyes riveted on his mother's hazel, soft ones. 

"I…" Words failed her and Mundy sighed before a gentle smile appeared on his lips. 

"He had Pearl and uh… There was a person… He-he fancied someone, I knew that much. And uh, I thought whoever that might be, they'd fancy him back, no doubt about that, right?"

"Oh." 

"Yeah, so I thought to myself, well, if someone has to go kill Duchemin and then die, let it be me cause uh… I-I…" The muscles of his mouth wanted to say it but his head hit a bug repeatedly, like a wall. "I was sure that the uh… the person that… I mean…" He closed his eyes and scratched his head and his cheek nervously. "I-I mean… The-the…"

"You were in love with someone too?" Caroline's eyes snapped wide and Mundy hid his face in his hands. "Micky…" She brushed his back. "I know we never talked about these things but… Don't be shy, eh? I'm your Mum, baby, I love you…" 

"No, Mum, you don't get it…" His muffled voice answered as his hands still covered the shame of the truth. "I fancied someone but… I was sure they didn't like me back…"

"Oh, Micky… Look, it's a heartbreak, it happens, it hurts, yeah, but it’s fine… If it didn't work out, that means she wasn't the right one." Caroline tapped his back gently and leaned on his arm. 

"Mum, I…" He sighed. "I can't bloody say it. I know the words, I wanna say them, but I can't." 

"Why?" 

"Because… I'm sorry, Mum!" Mundy burst into sobs. "I'm so sorry… I wish I wasn't like that, I wish I was born differently, I wish I-"

"Shhh… There, there, baby, I've got you." Caroline hugged him and he sobbed against her chest. 

"You and Dad didn't raise me like that, you… I… I'm sorry…! I'm so bloody sorry…!" 

"What are you talkin' about, Micky?" 

Mundy's tears started to drench his mother's blouse. 

"I swear, Mum, I swear I didn't do any harm to anyone, we're quiet and lead a good an honest life, Mum, I swear that we're good people, we don't look for trouble, we lead a calm life, we're just livin' normally, Mum…!" 

"We? You mean Lucien and you? Yeah, I know that you're not hurtin' anyone, what do you mean?" 

Mundy calmed his hitched breath and wiped his face with his sleeves. His hair was a mess and his eyes were red and slightly swollen.

"We… Lu' and me… W-we live together."

"Yeah, I know…?" Caroline failed to understand. 

"No, no, you don't get it." Mundy sniffled and took a deep breath before he took both of his mother's hands in his. His palms were sweaty, his nerves were buzzing and hurting everywhere. "We live together…!" 

"Yeah, Micky, I know, you already said. What is it? Why did you cry? Why apologise?" 

"Mum! You… Ugh… C'mere…" 

Mundy stood up and pulled his mother by the hand. They climbed up the stairs. 

"Meow?" Perle and Soot peeked out of their room and Caroline stopped sharp. 

"Oh, woah, hold on, Micky…" She pushed the door and her jaw dropped. "Is that your room…?" 

"It's Soot and Pearl's room." He answered. 

"Did you… build all that?" 

He smiled as his mother looked at the shelves on the wall, the ropes and other installations that Mundy had built for his cats. They were all painted with different colours, which brought a vibrant atmosphere in the room. 

"Oh, look at their bed…!" Caroline pointed at the little fluffy bed on which Soot was still asleep. 

"Meow…" Perle trotted to her husband and lay next to him. She bathed him and the black cat opened his eyes before yawning. 

"You really love them, eh?" She said. 

"Mum, these cats are my babies. I raised them, I fed them, washed them…" 

"I can see that, eh. They obey you like they understand your words… Anyway, what is it you wanted to show me?" She asked. 

He took her hand and went through the corridor before he stopped in front of a door. Mundy turned to his mother and put his hands on her shoulders. 

"Mum, before I open this door, you really swear that you're not gonna tell Dad, right?" 

"Yeah, I swore and I swear again."

Perle and Soot trotted to them and brushed themselves on Mundy's legs while meowing repeatedly. 

Mundy took a deep breath and turned to the door. He put his hand on the handle and pushed it down. 

"What is it? Your room?" 

Mundy pushed the door open and let his mother in. 

"Oh, yeah, that's your room. Did Lucien decorate it too? I don't see you like the flower in a vase kind of man…" Caroline stepped in and her eyes directly caught the flower vase on the night tables. "And a big, double bed you have, eh?" 

The cats jumped on the bed and lay on it, bathing each other. 

Caroline's eyes went to the wooden suit valet stand. 

"You wear suits now?" She went closer to it and looked at the brand. "And it's a Lemercier too…!" 

"N-no, that's not mine." Mundy was at the door, incapable of stepping in his own room as if it was forbidden somehow. He fidgeted with his fingers while his knees were wobbling awkwardly beneath him. 

"It's Lucien's? What is it doing in your room? Oh…" Caroline went to the night table and saw on each one, a framed picture was resting. She took one in her hand and adjusted her glasses before inspecting it. Mundy closed his eyes and hid his face in his hands. 

"Micky…? You sure are very good friends with Lucien, eh…? You keep pictures of both of you next to your bed? And what's this one? Oh…" 

It was a picture of Lucien and Mundy hugging each other, on the day that the house was officially made theirs. 

"I didn't take you for the huggin' type, Micky…"

Mundy's whole body was boiling, bubbling on the inside and burning in an uncomfortable way. The clock was ticking and he knew that his mother would understand any second now.

"And the bed sheets… They're silk!" 

"L-Lu' likes them…"

"So this is Lucien's room? Why did you take me here?" 

"N-no." Mundy couldn't move. His heels were anchored in the floor and his legs were threatening to give up. "Go look… in the… cupboard." 

Caroline put the framed picture back on the night table and looked at her son. 

"You're shakin', Micky. Are you alright?" 

He nodded as much as he could. 

"Just… go, please." 

Caroline frowned and did as she was told. She went to the wardrobe and opened it. Half of it was filled with suits neatly hanging and the other half was simple polo shirts and trousers. 

"He wears very diverse stuff, eh?" 

Mundy took the few steps that separated him from his mother and pointed at the suits. 

"That's… his." 

"Yeah?"

His index moved to the polo shirts. 

"That's… mine." 

"Why would you both put your clothes in the same wardrobe?" She raised a curious eyebrow. 

 Mundy moved to the bed. He pointed at Lucien's side, where Perle was lying. 

"His." And then at Soot's side. "Mine." 

"I know Soot is yours and Pearl is his-"

"No!" He exclaimed and the cats moved out of the bed. He pointed again. "His side… Mine…" He turned tearful eyes to his mother. "The bed is… ours…"

Caroline's eyebrows arched high up and Mundy saw it. He saw the precise moment that she saw the truth. Her eyes went to Lucien's suit, then the framed pictures, the wardrobe and finally, the bed. 

"Mum… We live together." 

Her jaw dropped and silence fell.