#cornelia guest

[fayegonnaslay]

Warhol Portraits

Liza Minnelli, 1979.

Lana Turner, 1985.

Debbie Harry, 1980.

Jane Fonda, 1982.

Cornelia Guest, 1983.

Brigitte Bardot, 1974.

Red Jackie, 1964.

Lee Radziwill, 1972.

[twixnmix]

Andy Warhol and Cornelia Guest during a fashion show by Francesco Scavullo to benefit St. Joseph's Church in New York City on June 3, 1985.

Photos by Ron Galella

[omg-hellgirl]

Any truth to the actress Rae Dawn chong (Tommy Chong's daughter) hooking up with Mick Jagger when she was only 15? She said it was consensual but does one miss that. maybe Mick had a thing for young teenage girls like other rockers then?

So, about Rae, I only had contact with two biographies of Mick. Jagger Unauthorized (1993) and Mick: The Wild Life and Mad Genius of Jagger (2012) both by Christopher P Andersen. In Jagger Unauthorized she denies having sexual relations with Mick saying: "Sex is the nature of both Mick's and my personalities," admitted Chong, "but we were never romantically or sexually involved."

In the 2012 biography there is only a small mention of her and nothing relevant. There may be details somewhere that I haven't read, but a few years ago she admitted to sleeping with Mick when she was 15. She said he didn't force her into anything, but he didn't ask her age. She also does not place herself as a victim, classifying the 70s as a different time. I don't know more about them two specifically, but I don't think she's lying.

About Mick hanging out with teenagers...it's mentioned often. To name a few, Natasha Fraser (daughter of Antonia Fraser), Nenna Eberstadt (she was 16), Cornelia Guest (she was 18), Gwynne Rivers (she was also 18) and Mackenzie Phillis, daughter of John Phillips from The Mamas and the Papas. This Mackenzie says she also had an incestuous relationship with her father, and I don't know the details of that story, so I'm not saying I believe it or not, but it's good to tread carefully on the things she says about Mick.

In short, Mick has had a lot of sexual contact with teenagers since becoming a rockstar. And while we can't be sure if he actively pursued them for this reason, I think it's safe to say he didn't care about age (to be fair, none of them cared). Although, according to Mick: The Wild Life and Mad Genius of Jagger, Jerry:

was convinced that he was flaunting his affairs with ever-younger women in a calculated effort to humiliate her.

[characterswithanimalnamesfight]

A few characters I expected to be submitted haven't been so here they are some kind of preview. This poll will have no incidence on the rest of the competition

[haechannabelle]

i have sparkly nails !! also i got this spiky accupressure ring and it’s suuuch a good stim i recommend for my fellow sensory issues havers

[thesimboneyard]

Mrs & Mrs Strata

I know I say every couple is my favourite but this time I mean it.

[luvrinne]

୭ SOME BOOKS THAT RORY GILMORE READ ׂ  𓈒

— 1984 by Orwell George

nineteen eighty-four by George Orwell is a dystopian novel that portrays a totalitarian society where personal freedom is non-existent. It warns against the dangers of totalitarian power, surveillance, propaganda, and thought control, in a powerful critique of modern society.

— atonement by Ian McEwan

atonement by Ian McEwan is a gripping novel that delves into the complexities of guilt, redemption, and the power of storytelling. Set in England during World War II, it follows the lives of three characters whose fates become intertwined after a tragic misunderstanding.

— the bell jar by Sylvia Plath

the bell jar details the life of Esther Greenwood, a college student who dreams of becoming a poet. She is selected for a month-long summer internship as a guest editor of Ladies' Day magazine, but her time in New York City is unfulfilling as she struggles with issues of identity and societal norms.

— christine by Stephen King

christine tells the story of a car apparently possessed by malevolent supernatural forces. A love triangle involving 17-year-old misfit Arnie Cunningham, his new girlfriend and a haunted 1958 Plymouth Fury. Dubbed Christine by her previous owner, Arnie's first car is jealous, possessive and deadly.

— the virgin suicides by Jeffrey Eugenides

the story, which is set in Grosse Pointe, Michigan during the 1970s, centers on the lives of five doomed sisters, the Lisbon girls. The novel is written in first person plural from the perspective of an anonymous group of teenage boys who struggle to find an explanation for the Lisbons' deaths.

— to kill a mockingbird by Harper Lee

to kill a mockingbird is a coming-of-age story about a girl named Scout. Scout and her brother Jem try to understand and relate to their father, Atticus, who is a lawyer charged with defending a Black man falsely accused of raping a white woman.

— sybil by Flora Rheta Schereiber

sybil is a gripping true story about a woman with multiple personality disorder. Written by Flora Rheta Schreiber, the book delves into the life of Sybil Dorsett and her 16 distinct personalities, as well as the therapy sessions with her psychiatrist, Dr. Cornelia B. Wilbur.

— pride and prejudice by Jane Austen

pride and prejudice follows the turbulent relationship between Elizabeth Bennet, the daughter of a country gentleman, and Fitzwilliam Darcy, a rich aristocratic landowner. They must overcome the titular sins of pride and prejudice in order to fall in love and marry.

@ luvrinne

[bayoubashsims]

The Goth-Crumplebottom Family Wedding, 1927

In the fall of 1927, two of SimCity's oldest families were joined together in holy matrimony with the marriage of Gunther and Cornelia Goth. The union of these two powerful families signify a new era for the clan, with talks of philantrophical endeavors and the development of new towns under the Goth Enterprises and the Crumplebottom Foundation.

The dashing groom, Gunther Goth (27), is a land developer for the family company, while the beautiful bride, Cornelia Crumplebottom (25), is the heiress of the Crumplebottom canned prunes. The event was held in the town of Moonlight Falls, where both families reside.

The colors purple and violet dotted the event whether in the roses that decorated the party or in the outfits of the attendants. The wedding reception was held later that evening, where many of the local families of Moonlight Falls attended as well as SimCity's other influential families, such as the Landgrabbs and the Capps.

See guest list

The wedding was attended by (clockwise):

The Groom's Side

Victor Goth (58): The father of the groom, the President of Goth Enterprises

Samuel Goth (55): The brother of Victor Goth, the Vice President of Goth Enterprises, and Best Man

Frida Goth (33): The elder sister of the groom

Minerva Goth (82): The paternal grandmother of the groom, advisor and silent partner of Goth Enterprises, from Midnight Hollow

Gretle Goth (55): The mother of the groom and the chatelaine of Abundant Richness, the family estate

The Bride's Side

Agatha Crumplebottom (18): A cousin of the family from Henford-on-Bagley and Bridesmaid

Agnes Crumplebottom (18): The younger sister of the bride and Bridesmaid

Simon Crumplebottom (57): The father of the bride and the President of the Crumplebottom Canned Prunes Company

Beatrice Crumplebottom (23): A cousin of the family and ward of the Crumplebottoms and Bridesmaid

Belinda Crumplebottom (16): A cousin of the family and ward of the Crumplebottoms

Bianca Crumplebottom (9): A cousin of the family and ward of the Crumplebottoms

Elmira Clamp (32): A cousin and former ward of the Crumplebottoms and a librarian

Ian Arneson (7): A cousin of the family and ward of Elmira Clamp

Prudence Crumplebottom (56): The mother of the bride, the head of the Crumplebottom Foundation

The Servers

BACK ROW

Hilda Almeria (Maid of the Goths)

Nurse Dorothea Danvers (Nurse of Minerva Goth)

Xiao Zheng (Butler of the Goths)

James Higgins (Footman of the Goths) FRONT ROW

Yvette Fouchier (Maid of the Crumplebottoms)

Nanny Tempeste Tilani (Cook of the Crumplebottoms)

Amsel Gough (Butler of the Crumplebottoms)

Alfred (Footman of the Crumplebottoms)

[thestalwartheart]

007 Fest 2024 Masterpost

It's 11:59pm here on the 31st of July, and I'm signing off from Fest 2024 feeling like this:

Fics

toothpaste a cup runneth over the wait the quiet whisper i can't get no the hour before tea he's a little bit

Misc

Moodboard: TEXAS HOLD 'EM (00Leiter) Moodboard and ficlet: A little bit Alexis Bond Poem: first impressions

RADI00Q: 31 Songs for Bond and Q

A full playlist of every song featured this month is available on Spotify (thanks @eleanor-is-fine!) and YouTube.

Want to relive the moodboards? Here they are:

Song 1: Good Luck, Babe - Chappell Roan Song 2: Will We Talk? - Sam Fender Song 3: I Saw - Young Fathers Song 4: This Is The Last Time - The National Song 5: Everything - MUNA Song 6: Little Red Corvette - Prince Song 7: I Hope That I Don't Fall In Love With You - Tom Waits Song 8: Blue Monday - New Order Song 9: Love Calls You By Your Name - Leonard Cohen Song 10: Catherine Wheel - The Whitlams (covered by Megan Washington and the SSO) Song 11: Pale Blue Eyes - The Velvet Underground Song 12: England - The National Song 13: Phobia - Nothing But Thieves Song 14: Sunday Best - Megan Washington Song 15: You Are In Love - Taylor Swift Song 16: I Touch Myself - The Divinyls Song 17: The Heart Is A Muscle - Gang of Youths Song 18: Want Me - Baby Queen Song 19: Mystery of Love - Sufjan Stevens Song 20: Do I Wanna Know - Arctic Monkeys Song 21: Call Your Girlfriend - Robyn Song 22: I Wish I Was Sober - Frightened Rabbit Song 23: The Walls Are Way Too Thin - Holly Humberstone Song 24: How Soon Is Now? - The Smiths Song 25: Ocean Blue - Kita Alexander Song 26: Maybe You Know - Holy Holy Song 27: Writer - Paolo Nutini Song 28: A Sunday Kind of Love - Etta James Song 29: Linger - The Cranberries Song 30: Overcome - Nothing But Thieves Bonus song: Tears For Fun - Griff Song 31: 'Til Forever Falls Apart - Ashe & FINNEAS

--- GUEST SPOTS ---

Voice In My Throat - Pearl and the Beard Nothing's Gonna Hurt You Baby - Cigarettes After Sex It Had To Be You - Frank Sinatra Wildest Dreams - Taylor Swift Shameful Company - Rainbow Kitten Surprise Splinter - MYRNE & salem ilese Please Please Please - Sabrina Carpenter Drive You Home - Garbage Hold Me Closer - Cornelia Jakobs The Ocean - Dar Williams Starlings - Elbow Talk - Hozier

I am genuinely so thankful to everyone who hyped up and supported me this month. You’re all angels.

And if your song didn’t make it to RADI00Q this month: I’m so so sorry! There were a few I didn’t have the spoons to get around to. But stay tuned - August and September might bring a few surprises 😘

[anotherhumaninthisworld]

People being kept out of the Duplay house compilation

…It was necessary, in order to reach the eminent guest deigning to inhabit this humble little hole of a place, to pass through a long alley flanked with planks stacked there, the owner's stock-in-trade. This alley led to a little yard from seven to eight feet square, likewise full of planks. A little wooden staircase led to a room on the first floor. Prior to ascending it we perceived in the yard the daughter of the carpenter Duplay, the owner of the house. This girl allowed no one to take her place in ministering to Robespierre's needs. As women of this class in those days freely espoused the political ideas then prevalent, and as in her case they were of a most pronounced nature, Danton had surnamed Cornelie Copeau "the Cornelia who is not the mother of the Gracchi." Cornelie seemed to be finishing spreading linen to dry in the yard; in her hand were a pair of striped cotton stockings, in fashion at the time, and which were certainly similar to those we daily saw encasing the legs of Robespierre on his visits to the Convention. Opposite her sat Mother Duplay between a pail and a saladbasket, busily engaged in picking salad herbs. Two men in military garb, standing close to her in a respectful attitude, seemed to be taking part in the duties of the household, obligingly picking herbs, in order to be free to chat more unrestrainedly under the shelter of this familiar occupation. These two men, since famous in their respective positions, were, the one General Danican, who since then, on the 13th Vendemiaire, became impressed with the idea that he was a Royalist, and who perhaps still retains the belief because he is one of England's pensioners; the other was General, later on Marshal, Brune. Freron and I told Cornelie Copeau that we had called to see Robespierre. She began by informing us that he was not in the house, then asked whether he was expecting our visit. Fréron, who was familiar with the premises, advanced towards the staircase, while Mother Duplay shook her head in a negative fashion at her daughter. Both generals, smilingly enjoying what was passing through the two women's minds, told us plainly by their looks that he was at home, and to the women that he was not. Cornelie Copeau, on seeing that Freron, persisting in his purpose, had his foot on the third step, placed herself in front of him, exclaiming: ”Well, then, I will apprise him of your presence," and, tripping upstairs, she again called out, "It’s Fréron and his friend, whose name I do not know." Fréron thereupon said, "It’s Barras and Freron," as if announcing himself, entering the while Robespierre's room, the door of which had been opened by Cornelie Copeau, we following her closely.  Memoirs of Barras: member of the Directorate (1899) page 167-169, regarding a meeting he and Fréron tried to have with Robespierre following their return from Marseilles in March 1794.

Very little time before the cathostraphy where Camille Desmoulins was victim, Joseph Planche, the humanist, the old rhetorics professor at the Bourbon college, who was strongly tied to him, met him in the hooks around Rue de Tournon. Camille was concerned, and told him: ”I’m lost. I went to see Robespierre, and he refused to see me.” Historie de Robespierre et du coup d’état du 9 thermidor (1865) by Ernest Hame. According to J.M Thompson’s Robespierre (1935), Hamel obtained this anecdote from a friend of a friend of the mentioned Planche.

”…Try to see Maximilien, [said Charlotte Robespierre], you will be content; he was very glad that our younger brother saw you at Melun. On this occasion he spoke with interest of the exercises of your pupils and of the attention you had in entrusting him with presiding over them. I won’t introduce you to him, I would not succeed; I even advise you not to speak to him about me. You will be told he is out, don't believe it, insist on your visit.” The Robespierre family was housed on rue Saint-Honoré, near the Assomption chapel, the sister and younger brother at the front, the older brother at the back of the courtyard. Gaillard went to Maximilien’s apartment; a young man, looking at him with the most insolent air, said to him, barely having opened the door: “The representative isn’t home…” “He may not be there for those who come to talk to him about business, but that is not my doing; I will talk to him about his family that I know a lot, you have seen me come out of his sister's apartment who is involved in state affairs no more than I am... Bring my name to the representative, he will receive me, I’m sure of it.” The fellow did not dare refuse to carry a paper on which Gaillard had taken care to indicate himself in such a way as to be recognized, he immediately came back and gave the visitor his paper saying: “The representative does not know you,” and the door was violently slammed shut!… . The insolence of this brazen man whom Gaillard knew to be the secretary of Robespierre, son of Duplay, to whom the sister attributed the excesses of his brother, the sorrow he felt at losing the hope of saving the judges of Melun and to ensure his personal rest, all these thoughts made him very angry; he calls the young man a liar, insolent, he accuses him of deceiving Robespierre and of increasing the number of his enemies every day, all this in the loudest voice with the intention of being heard by Maximilien and lure him to one of the windows where, surely, he would have recognized him. New disappointment, no one appears and Gaillard goes back to tell Mlle Robespierre about his misadventure. “I prepared you for it, she told him. ”No one can approach my brother unless he is a friend of those Duplays, with whom we are lodging; these wretches have neither intelligence nor education, explain to me their ascendancy over Maximilien. […]” La Révolution, la Terreur, le Directoire 1791-1799: d’après les mémoires de Gaillard (1908) page 264-265. This anecdote gets described as taking place somewhere in May 1794.

4 prairial, year 2 of the French Republic, one and indivisible Nine o’clock in the evening a young girl presented herself at the house of citizen Duplaix [sic], asking to see Robespierre and saying that she had been looking for him for three hours. At the response made by citoyenne Duplaix [sic], the eldest daughter, that Robespierre wasn’t there, this young woman said that it was very surprising he was not at his house and showed a lot of impertinence and humor by saying that he was a public official and made to respond to all those who could come to his house; these threats obliged us to take her to the Committee of General Security. Signed: Chatelet. Note written by an agent May 23 1794. The ”young girl” in question is Cécile Renault. Cited in Histoire du tribunal révolutionnaire de Paris: avec le journal de ses actes (1881) by Henri Wallon, volume 4, page 5.

Those whom fate did not lead to the Duplay family presume that it was enough to be introduced to them to see Robespierre: they are wrong; I appeal to the testimony of all his former friends; not one could reach him: the entrance to his residence, similar to Tartarus, was constantly guarded by Cerberians who overshadowed everything... You, whom terror has compressed for so long, have you understood it well? No: to feel its full weight, compelling circumstances would often have had to drag you into its temple, where the sinister look of a Chalabre was sometimes equivalent to a death sentence; where once suspected your loss was sworn, which you accelerated even by no longer going there.  À Maximilien Robespierre aux Enfers (1794) by Paul-Auguste Taschereau-Fargues, page 11.

A young and pretty person aged 17 to 18, accompanied by her aunt, arrives one morning, by carriage, at Robespierre's door, to ask for her father's liberation. These two women speak to Mother Duplay, who they ask if Robespierre is avaliable. “No,” this she-cat replies abruptly. This initial reception intimidated the young person so much that, without daring to open her mouth, she sadly returned to her carriage. As she was about to climb into it, she said to herself that the way in which she had been received was perhaps the result of a lack of formality towards this woman whom, due to her dirty and disgusting attire, she took for the servant of the house. She therefore returns, the 25 livres assignat in hand, to try to make the female dragon yield. Femme Duplay eagerly runs to meet her, and, grabbing her by the arm, says to her: “Now that you are alone, you can go up. Citizen Robespierre really likes young people your age.” This innocent girl got so disturbed that she immediately went back to her aunt, whom she told, completely frightened, about her adventure. Notes et souvenirs de Courtois de l’Aube, député à la Convention nationale, cited in La Révolution française: revue d’histoire moderne et contemporaine (1887), volume 12, page 929-930.

[taylortruther]

I'd never walk cornelia street again 🤝 so long london, had a good run

ok I know these songs aren't actually related at all but I think an interesting side effect of her ltr is that she's put specific places to that relationship that she feels can never been removed from his memory

i love this about her discography, and also how she describes a person as a place. "you were my town, now i'm in exile seeing you out"... "little did you know your home's really only a town you're just a guest in" (this one is about a literal place but i also feel like it's about a person) etc etc

[kwyw]

For the person who commented on the Rolling Stone article:

No, she didn’t shoot herself in the foot. It wasn’t a guest room. It was literally a room at Taylor’s house specifically for Karlie that had her favorite snacks, etc. and just because Karlie had that room at Taylor’s doesn’t necessarily mean she always slept in that room.

Also, Karlie had her OWN house…with a garden gate that Taylor herself says she snuck in through every night that summer….and she was photographed going to Karlie’s house through that gate. Just like they were both papped leaving Karlie’s house….through that garden gate.

Karlie was also photographed at Cornelia Street.

So what now?

I think you’re referring to this reply, anon? Yeah, I agree.

The girls were full on glass closeting for a reason. Taylor WANTED to be as public as possible with Karlie. She just had to limit it to being really, really, really close friends. Who Taylor accidentally got caught kissing and grinding all up on. Then they finally made the decision to go into their love blackout, coincidentally, right after the election. For whatever reason, this is what works for them.

Taylor still has Karlie all over her art. Her music, music videos, tour visuals etc. And Karlie still gives hint after hint about all kinds of Taylor projects. It’s not her looking for clout when none of us know about them beforehand. It’s genuine Easter eggs at that point. Because they still want those of us that pay attention to see it, since we are the only ones that truly see what they’re showing us and believe in them.

[twixnmix]

Billy Squier, Andy Warhol and Cornelia Guest at the opening of Limelight nightclub in New York City on November 9, 1983.

[beikonsims]

Later, then the guests finally left, Vidcund tried his best to reassure Cassandra that everything is going to be alright. They wanted to believe Bella knows what she's doing and that Luis is a good man, who wouldn't just try to sneak his family into the Goth fortune.

Cornelia spent the rest of the afternoon in the comfort and solitude of her own room, reading textbooks and picking up some useful skills for the next week of school.

Vidcund tried to do some office work, but ended up chatting online with his brothers for hours. He found out about Strangetown getting greener lately and Lazlo was being particularly dodgy about the subject.

[renneliaselfship]

I remember seeing someone saying “your f/o has the biggest crush on you,” and I hadn’t stop thinking about it, I also saw someone else asking “who fell for the other first?” And at the end I kinda mixed the two things together

SO: imagine if, before becoming officials, your f/o realizes they have a crush on you and they just… list everything they have learned, noticed and love about you, whether they say it out loud or just them thinking about you, about the little things that not many notice

I wrote this and at first I thought it was going to be something short but ended up being two and a half pages, a bit personal but I think Cornelia is the only one I can show my weak side to

While being guests in the Moby Dick, it had become part of Cornelia’s routine to spend time with Rene, he had been the first one all of the Spades met. Well, technically they had met and fought the commanders but Rene was the first one all the Spades talked to.

Cornelia would be lying if he said Rene caught his eyes the moment they met, he wasn’t sure why though, Rene was really just a normal person, short black hair, all his clothes were black as well and it seemed as if he did everything to not catch people’s attention. It was just Rene’s luck that he was chosen to bring food to the Spades the first day.

He had talked with Rene almost every day, about how things worked about the ships, the commanders, the divisions, the chores… Cornelia was asking the minimum detail just to keep the conversation going.

Cornelia had learned a few things about Rene in the time they have spent together; Rene always wore black, and long sleeves seemed to be the only thing in his closet, he was quiet and wouldn’t join conversations on his own, he would eat alone because he didn’t want to bother others, he would do whatever he was asked if it meant feeling useful. He would also play a lot with his choker whenever he was nervous or spacing out.

He had also learned that, if asked about things he liked, he would talk about it with a smile on his face, stuttering a bit because he couldn’t find the words he needed, he wouldn’t control his tone of voice either which meant he would talk louder than usual, but Cornelia never mentioned the last part, because he enjoyed seeing the excitement in Rene’s eyes.

He loved going to eat and seeing Rene already at the galley, looking around waiting for him and once Rene saw Cornelia, he wasn’t unable to hide his smile. Just like Rene was smiling at the moment, waving at Cornelia to sit with him.

Cornelia smiled at him and walked towards him, maybe it was because of the time, but Rene was sitting alone again, there were people in the galley but a few more tables were empty as well, “how’s the day going so far?” He asked, sitting in front of Rene.

“Your captain,” Rene said, “has already tried to kill Pops today.”

“Already? It’s only midday.”

Rene nodded, he was almost done with his food, “seems commander Thatch gave him a few chores to do in the afternoon.”

If he said it like that, it sounded like trying to kill Whitebeard was just a chore, like Ace wasn’t trying anymore.

“Well, he can still try at night,” Cornelia said.

Rene stayed in silence.

Seriously, why has Cornelia fallen for him? Or when did it exactly happen? He would be more than happy to know the exact moment he started to look forward to spending time with Rene. It was probably not good to think the way he did, but Cornelia wished Ace would take longer in planning his murder attempts. The more time he spent planning, the more time Cornelia would have with Rene.

“What’s wrong?” Rene asked out of nowhere.

“Huh? What do you mean?”

“You were looking at me for too long,” Rene covered his mouth with one of his hands, “do I have food-”

“Is not that, don’t worry,” Cornelia stopped him, “why did you become a pirate?” He decided to use the chance to ask.

That was something he didn’t understand.

Rene was… he didn’t have the body of a pirate, he was weak with no muscles at all, and didn't know how to fight. He had a devil fruit, the small-small fruit, but it wasn’t useful for anything around the ship unless Rene wanted to hide from everyone, in that case, with his power, he could make himself small and hide in a corner of a storage room for as long as he wanted.

“You think it’s weird too?”

“Not weird,” Cornelia told him, “is just that I don’t get it. I barely see you talking with people outside your division and even then, it is not for too long.”

That was something Rene couldn’t deny. He never dared to talk with people unless necessary, afraid to bother them, even within his division, the most he could say was that he was acquaintances with a few there but not friends.

“I was always envious of the people around me,” the tone on Rene’s voice was sad, and he was speaking lower than usual, looking down at his now empty plate, “when I was a kid, I would see families together, playing, laughing… having a good time and I used to think how nice.

“My parents left us, my brother and I, because otherwise we would all starve to death, is not like they abandoned us, I know they didn’t, they went to search for jobs, if it wasn’t for that, I would probably be dead… but even knowing that, I was still envious of the kids around my age, why were they allowed to have their parents but not me? Why were they shown love but not me?

“I was constantly scolded for acting like a kid, for being too loud, for bothering others, I just wanted a loving family so…” the more he spoke the more it seemed he was about to cry, he was probably telling Cornelia the short version of events, “when pops visited my home island I just hid inside the ship, pops knew right away and he invited me to stay,” Cornelia moved to sit next to him, “I know I’m not the most useful around but no one seems to mind, they help me when I need, they call me by my name, respect who I am, and pops calls me his son, this is what I wanted, being a pirate is more like a secondary thing honestly.”

Rene was still looking down, Cornelia took his face in his hands and made Rene look at him. There were tears in his eyes. Ah, it was really impossible for Cornelia not to fall for him.

He just wanted to kiss Rene’s face, he felt bad for asking a question that made Rene want to cry. But he couldn’t just kiss him so instead Cornelia hugged him. More than a hug, it was just him bringing Rene’s head to his chest and holding him tight, like that would transmit everything he felt.

“I’m okay,” Rene said once Cornelia let go of him.

“So you didn’t want to be a pirate?”

“It's not like I dreamed of becoming one but I don’t mind.”

“A loving family, huh?” Cornelia said. There was something else he had learned about Rene, he was aromantic and asexual. So the chances of being more than friends were really zero, “does that include a partner?” yet he couldn’t himself and asked that question.

“Hmmm… is not that I hadn’t thought about it but I don’t know if that’s possible for me.” Rene moved his plate to lie his head on the table while looking at Cornelia.

“How come?”

“Would you be with someone that doesn’t feel romantic love?” He asked, he has never felt romantic love and he had come to terms of never feeling them. He didn’t really care, but a part of him still liked the idea of having a relationship, something that wasn’t romantic love but it was more than just platonic love.

“Depends on who the person is,” Cornelia replied, “if I liked them, then yes.”

“Even if the feelings wouldn’t be the same?”

Cornelia lied his head on the table as well and looked at Rene directly in the eyes, “I would.”

Rene turned to face the wall, hiding his face from Cornelia.

[eternalsimsstories]

The Pack

The Pack

Introducing the Denny Royal family of Moonwood Mills. Of course, they are a family of werewolves consisting of Queen Veronica, her husband Jakob and their six kids and one grandchild. The oldest are triplets Adna, Cornelia, and Kristofer. The other three are Panagiota, Jakov, and Zsolt. I'll get to the grandchild in a bit.

But this story starts of with the Queen wanting to find a balance between the werewolves of the land who want to be more civilized, and those who want to be wild. In doing so, she decides to bring a then teenage daughter Adna to help her out with the civilized werewolves. She did discuss all things werewolf business to Kristopher Volkov, while Adna meet and fell in love with one of his kids, Jacob. Well, Veronica's plan do go according to plan, except for one thing: Adna being pregnant with Adrian. When Adna told her mother the news, Veronica was ferious. To this day Veronica did not change the rules of future of the crown since Adrian was born out of wedlock. She's still pondering about it, and also wondering if Adna will change that rule when she becomes Queen.

But since then Adna, Cornelia, Kristofer, Panagiota, and Adrian (Because of his mother) all went off into college. There will be another story featuring all five of them.

For now, this story is centered around Queen Veronica, Jakob, Jakov, and Zsolt.

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As Jakov embraced his teenage years, Queen Veronica took the momentous step of anointing him as Prince and naming him the ambassador to Tartosa. With pride swelling in his chest, Jakov accepted the titles, ready to step into his new role. Eager to discover his future, he went into the family room and logged onto the computer to take an aptitude test, designed to guide young Sims on their educational paths. When the results came back, they revealed his outgoing nature was a perfect fit for studies in Communications or History. It seemed Jakov would soon join his older siblings on their academic journeys.

However, the excitement of his new responsibilities was soon overshadowed by a royal obligation. Queen Veronica invited Jakob, Jakov, and Zsolt to attend a fundraiser at the local library. The evening began with a promise, but quickly took a turn for the worse.

Zsolt, feeling lonely, found himself discouraged by the absence of kids his age. In a moment of melancholy, he took to the keyboards, pouring his feelings into a soulful blues tune that echoed through the hall.

Jakov, determined to make the best of the situation, engaged with guests, showcasing his knack for conversation. Despite his efforts, the atmosphere felt stifled. The only ones truly enjoying the evening were Veronica and Jakob, who animatedly conversed with an eclectic group of attendees, including Queen Elaine Pruitt of Bridleton Bay, the enigmatic Vampire Queen Chloe Masters, and the Spellcaster Queen Ashlee Embers. Yet, amidst the royal chatter, the fundraiser fell flat, lacking the energy and excitement it had promised. The event ended with all the werewolves howling.

Upon returning home, the mood lightened as Jakov and Jakob turned into werewolves and challenged each other to a spirited game of tug-of-war.

Once inside their castle, laughter soon filled the room, providing a welcome escape from the day’s disappointments. Soon, both Jakov and Zsolt began to play-fight, enjoying their playful rivalry and lifting each other’s spirits with the fun.

As the night drew to a close, Queen Veronica went back outside to gaze at the moonlit landscape of Moonwood Mills, her heart heavy with the weight of her family's legacy. With Jakov now a prince and Zsolt still finding his place, she couldn't help but wonder: What challenges and changes lay ahead for the Denny Royal family? How would they navigate the delicate balance between tradition and the future? And how would they address the rift among the werewolves—those who want to embrace their wild nature and those who wish to be more civilized? These questions lingered in the air, echoing through the quiet of their home.