#dylan mayoral

[grundoonmgnx]

Javier Mayoral, Bob Dylan at Home, 2025

Acrylic on panel, 8 x 9.5 in

[eldestdaughterbryanrust]

btw this is what connor mcdavid let break his heart

[naipan]

Camus is right! :)))

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At the same time, a City Council member fired back with a pointed rebuttal, accusing Diny of lacking leadership and creating a distraction from the “real issue.”

[abbysimsfun]

Sims In Bloom: Generation 2 Pt. 116 (Volunteering As a Family)

After Ash's run-in with his cousin Michael, Heather and Conrad looked for a way to teach him some much-needed empathy. Heather made a plan with her good friend, Dylan Richards, which would bring them to San Myshuno to help at a shelter where Dylan had volunteered for years. But first, Conrad made breakfast while Lavender watched him intently with a bowl of cereal.

Heather found her sister doing laundry. "You sure you don't mind spending the day with Lavender while we're in the city?"

"Of course not! We're gonna play in the snow for a bit and then we're going over to the Goths to spend the afternoon. I really need to catch up with Lydia, and Lava can hang with little Jag."

"Just make sure to watch her around Obsidian. She gets so excited around animals, and a crow won't appreciate her squeeze hugs." The dryer beeped beside them. "Thanks for doing laundry, but I really don't want you feeling like a maid or a babysitter. How's the job search coming?"

"Great, actually! Conrad told Alexander I could help with research and analysis for his charity campaigns, so we're going to work out a schedule this afternoon. I'll probably start next week."

"That's great, Hazel, but Brindleton Bay doesn't even have a mayor. I already adopted him! Come to think of it, I don't even know who keeps the power on in this town."

She assumed the answer her own question as soon as she voiced it. George Brindleton, most likely.

"Alex thinks he could be the first real mayor Brindleton Bay's had in decades."

Heather smiled. She didn't like thinking of their friend Alex tangling with George Brindleton. If the town had no real mayor, he probably wanted it that way, but she didn't want to sound unsupportive. "Mayor Alex Goth has a nice ring to it!"

Heather, Ash, and Conrad left Lavender and Hazel playing in the snow with Gord. When they made it to the Spice District, they met up with Dylan and her daughter, Pearl, outside the graffiti-covered Soup Kitchen. As Henford-on-Bagley's grocery deliverer in her teens, Dylan had witnessed food insecurity firsthand, and she wanted to instill a passion for helping others in her own children.

The Soup Kitchen was a welcome place for unhoused sims and volunteers of all ages. A small cafe on the site served the public, with all proceeds going to the shelter. The industrial space was also a place where creativity could run wild - they encouraged their residents to create art to beautify the walls so the place felt less like a converted canning factory and more like a place they could feel at home.

Seven-year-old Ash walked around the main room in awe, where beautifully-painted murals decorated the walls and floors. This was a side of San Myshuno he'd never seen before, nothing like the stark glass and steel of his family's Uptown penthouse a thousand feet up across the bay.

Ash loved the art, but his eyes were drawn to the beds. The room was packed with them - some small enough for Lavender and Bridgette. He was surprised to think a toddler might be unhoused. It's way too cold for Lava and Bridgie to sleep outside, he thought.

Dylan showed them around the cafe, and Ash even helped the baristas deliver food to various patrons. Heather helped serve while Conrad prepared ingredients for the shelter's dinner that evening. "Are you sure you don't want help prepping the cottage pie?"

"I've got this. I thought you were keeping an eye on Ash?"

"He went upstairs with Pearl. I think he might be meeting some of the people who use the shelter. Dylan says there's a kids' room."

Upstairs, Pearl introduced Ash to Zacharius Beard and his mother, Anjali, who had been staying at the shelter since Anjali had left her husband. "Why did you leave?" Ash wondered innocently. "Was he not nice?"

Zacharius shook his head. "Daddy's mean," he insisted. Ash opened his mouth to ask more questions, but Pearl discreetly shook her head behind the Beards.

"Are you watching a movie, Zach?" she cut in.

"I was going to. Did you want to join me? Mom can stay for a bit, but then she has to finish a mural out back by the tents."

"People live in tents here?"

"Fewer sleep outside in the winter, but some don't want to stay inside with kids," explained Anjali. "But they can still come here to eat and shower whenever they need to."

"Do you watch a lot of movies?"

"The movies I like, I watch a lot," Zach said. "But I don't always have someone to watch them with me. There aren't a lot of other kids here right now. Last time Pearl was here she tried to teach me to plié, but I'm not very good at ballet."

"No one's better at ballet than Pearl," said Ash.

"I'm only good for my age. So far," Pearl insisted with a confident smile. "But one day I'll dance Swan Lake with the SanMy Ballet Company."

Anjali smiled. "I have no doubt you will, Miss Pearl. But I hope you'll all excuse me while I get painting."

"Did your mom do all the murals here?" Ash wondered.

"Most were already here, but she's an artist."

"I could do art on my craft table and bring it another time," Ash said thoughtfully. "Or can you do crafts here?"

"If we get enough donated art stuff, we can, but craft supplies get lost, toddlers eat the crayons, and most of the cafe money goes to food and stuff we need, not stuff we like," explained Zach. "We're not allowed to use the mural paint."

Downstairs, Conrad and Heather were chatting in the kitchen while a hearty cottage pie baked in the oven. "It smells incredible, Conrad. What ingredients did you use?"

"I could tell you that, but this recipe is a Gordon family secret. You've got to marry in to get it."

"There's still snow on the ground," she reminded him. "No coats, and no one freezing to death! That is the least I could hope for at our wedding."

He laughed. "Then the secret ingredients stay with me. For now."

"Would Ben know it? Maybe I'll try to ask him with Mrs. Goth's seance table," she teased, and with a sudden hiss, the power inside The Soup Kitchen went out. The lights in the large kitchen went dark, the electric stove stopped baking, and the movie upstairs shut off with a click.

"What happened?" asked Pearl, looking around fearfully and noting every light in the building was out.

"Power outages happen a lot," said Zach. "My mom says the building should have better wiring, but it's too expensive. But sometimes when the power goes out, we don't get warm dinner. Just snacks."

Listening to Zach, Ash stood with conviction. "We don't need the power on to make dinner. I have an idea!" ->

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ICYMI Cozy Winterfest Xtras: Winterfest With Bella Goth & Happy Holidays from the Nesbitt-Landgraab-Gordon Household

WCIF Soup Kitchen: This phenomenal lot by Fejuna in the Sims 4 Gallery. It's stunning and so detailed and the setting helped me write the story, so thank you a million times to Fejuna, and to every builder who makes my gameplay time so much more fun by sharing such incredible creations.

[theseuvs]

# agarre + buchanan, quién envía sostiene de la muñeca a quién recibe para evitar que se marche. / @cvopeland.

mayor parte de su tiempo lo está pasando encerrado en habitación compartida con carmy, o también en la ciudad, cualquier lugar donde no tenga que ver a amigos a los ojos y saber que hay necesidad de respuesta tras sus retinas. cuando sala de estar es invadida con rubia no protesta, se limita a levantarse e iniciar camino de vuelta a habitación, no se espera reacción de su parte y por eso agarre lo sorprende. “ dylan, ” titubea un segundo, pero de todas formas cede. “ sólo voy a la cocina por un vaso de agua. ” miente.

[mysticstarlightduck]

WIP Drinking Game!

Thanks for the tag, @oh-no-another-idea (here)! Let's go with with Scrapyard Boys and What Lurks In The Hollow!

Scrapyard Boys: Take a Shot When...

Valen says more than one swear word in the same sentence

Adahm brutally murders someone until they're shreds and then flips the switch immediatly to be the most loving brother to Taylen in the most jarring way possible to anyone else around them.

Riley scares everyone with his freaky intellect.

Saoirse gets uncomfortable around mentions of fire or doesn't know how to feel about being friends with a fire mutant.

Rhys and Gwyn make their half-brother Adrien age at least ten years spiritually every time they pull off another insane shenanigan.

Luke has more street cred than most hardened criminals

Max blows out someone's eardrums and/or brains out with her scream powers and then panickedly calls her dad to help her deal with the aftermath with a movie night.

Keilly wonders how TF she got stuck with this group of fucked up weirdos as her friends and is Done With Life at the fact her powers make her the designated healer.

Karima is the most neurotic yet most efficient sniper alive <3

What Lurks In The Hollow: Take a Shot When...

Dylan worries about money and has a pessimistic/Grumpy As Hell outlook to anything in life

Liam & Savvy spend the entire day at the arcade and/or possibly get into a brawl with the local bullies right after

Amy feels creeped out by the woods and the town

The Millhan siblings have a horror movie night or make a horror movie reference

Conner makes cowboy analogies and speaks with a heartwarming sourthern drawl

Savvy has a panic attack and hides it under her temper like a fucked up pressure cooker

Erin just wants to have one normal day but the universe says NOPE ✨

Mrs. Draycott is a creepy stalker that deserves to rot in hell

Some random townsfolk says something ominous, eerie or out of place behind a doll-like smile like nothing is happening

Christine indulges in chaos and generally just lives in her own little world

Zach is listening to music on his old headphones and bopping his head to it

The ghost kids make you want to cry and give them a hug and murder the Mayor just like he killed them---

Dylan doesn't know how to express his feelings and would essentially win the Emotionally Stunted Award for the year

Something really traumatizing happens and Indie is just having the time of her life

Tagging (gently): @sleepy-night-child, @kaylinalexanderbooks, @smol-feralgremlin, @oh-no-another-idea, @littleladymab,

@winterandwords, @eccaiia, @sarahlizziewrites, @illarian-rambling

@agirlandherquill, @anoelleart, @ray-writes-n-shit

@writernopal, @anyablackwood, @unstablewifiaccess, @forthesanityofstorytellers, @finickyfelix

@i-can-even-burn-salad, @cakeinthevoid,

@thelovelymachinery, @an-indecisive-nerd, @thepeculiarbird, @clairelsonao3, @memento-morri-writes, @starlit-hopes-and-dreams

@wyked-ao3 and OPEN TAG

[studentinpursuitofclouds]

(More) spoilers for Eli & Dylan mod:

You know, my Farmer doesn't usually put Lewis's underwear in the display at the Stardew Valley Fair festival, but I was wondering if there was a unique reaction from the two brothers and I was pleasantly surprised to find that there is :3

Eli cackles like a madman and slowly dies, making the sound of a boiling kettle, while Dylan asks why mayor's underpants are on Farmer's display and thinks that he seems to be the only mature person here. Only after that it's written that Dylan tries to make serious face but breaks down and starts smiling 😁

[deathlooksgoodonyou-if]

How’re the RO’s perceived by the rest of the town? What’re their reputations? Also, if it isn’t too much of a spoiler, can we find out a little more about the other murder victims?

How’re the RO’s perceived by the rest of the town? What’re their reputations?

Jules : envied as equally as they were loved.

Jessica, Heather : the perfect daughters.

Aiden : the mayor's wayward son.

Mia : Not well liked by the adults. Quite a conservative town. They are not fond of the beautiful young lady's "attitude."

Dylan : His peers don't like him too much. He's hard to get along with but if there is something everyone does agree on it's his extraordinary intellect.

Warren : parents point a not so subtle finger at him and whisper to their kids, 'you will become like him if you don't do well in school' (assholes)

Also, if it isn’t too much of a spoiler, can we find out a little more about the other murder victims?

NOPE!

[jartita-me-teneis]

Era un artista único, un original en un área de imitadores.

(Mick Jagger)

Antes de Elvis, no había nada.

(John Lennon)

Solía esconderme detrás de las cortinas, frente a la ventana francesa de la típica casa inglesa donde vivía, fingir que era un escenario e imitar a Elvis. Este era mi entorno a los diez años.

(Robert Plant)

Elvis fue mi mayor héroe. En aquel entonces, era lo suficientemente estúpido como para pensar que haber nacido el mismo día significaría algo.

(David Bowie)

Mis primeras influencias fueron viejos cantantes de blues y cantantes de rock, Elvis para todos. Los escuché a la edad adecuada para estar condicionados. Parecían abrirme un mundo completamente nuevo que ni siquiera sabía que existía. Un extraño paisaje desde el cual solo pude ver unas cuantas imágenes fugaces en mi vida diaria.

(Jim Morrison)

Cuando éramos niños en Liverpool todo lo que queríamos era ser como Elvis Presley.

(Paul McCartney)

La primera vez que escuché la voz de Elvis supe que no trabajaría para nadie; nadie sería mi jefe... Escucharlo por primera vez fue como escapar de una prisión.

(Bob Dylan)

Elvis estuvo muy bien. Cada show que he hecho con él, nunca perdí la oportunidad de estar detrás del escenario viendo. Todos hemos hecho esto. Él fue verdaderamente carismático.

(Johnny Cash)

Con Elvis me quedó claro que se podía usar el poder de la imaginación para transformarse, para trascender sus orígenes y las restricciones de las que vinieron.

(Bruce Springsteen)

Elvis es el modelo del rock and roll. Había de todo: el evangelio y el barro del Delta, el azul. Liberación sexual. La controversia. Cambiando la forma en que la gente ve el mundo. Elvis lo tenía todo.

(Bono)

Gracias a Elvis decidí ponerme en música. Siempre he sido un fan suyo desde que era un niño.

(Elton John)

Mi ídolo es Elvis Presley. Si vienes a mi casa, puedes ver sus retratos en cada pared. Fue el mejor showman de todos los tiempos.

(Eddie Murphy)

No era solo su fan, era su hermano. Elvis era un trabajador duro y el Señor lo amaba. La última vez que lo vi en Graceland cantamos gospel juntos. Lo amo y espero conocerlo en el más allá.

(James Brown)

Antes de Elvis el mundo estaba en blanco y negro. Entonces llegó... y aquí hay un gran technicolor.

(Keith Richards)

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Пожалуй, Дилан Сигворт — самый невозмутимый персонаж во всем Стрейнджервиле. Даже краткий эпизод ŌΔĘpЖЙΜŌČŦЙ никак не отразился на его жизни и повседневных занятиях! Успешно игнорируя тиранию мэра, грубость военных, истерики ученых и бред конспирологов, Дилан целиком и полностью посвящает себя любимым хобби — домашней выпечке и ракетостроению. Глядя сквозь пальцы на суетную реальность и мечтая о величественном космосе, этот парень не может и подумать о том, что настоящие чудеса Сиксима находятся гораздо ближе к нему, чем он может себе представить.

Свой день рождения Дилан встретил в кругу самых близких и дорогих ему людей — жены и дочки. Праздник получился таким же тихим и домашним, как и он сам — мирные, уютные посиделки за столом с чаем и шоколадным тортом. В подарок Дилан получил винтажный телескоп (от Джесс) и ультра-современную вафельницу (от Кристы). А после того, как умница-дочь сделала все уроки и легла спать, супруги Сигворт отправились в головокружительный романтический полет!

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(Perhaps Dylan Sigworth is the most unflappable sim in all of Strangerville. Even a brief episode of ƤØŞŞ€ŞŞƗØŇ did not affect his life and daily activities in any way! Successfully ignoring the tyranny of the mayor, the rudeness of the military, the tantrums of scientists and the nonsense of conspiracy theorists, Dylan devotes himself entirely to his favorite hobbies — homemade baking and rocket science. Turned a blind eye to the vain reality and dreaming of the majestic cosmos, this guy cannot even think that the real wonders of Sixam are much closer to him than he can imagine.

Dylan celebrated his birthday with his closest and dearest people — his wife and daughter. The birthday turned out to be as quiet and homely as he was — cozy gatherings at the table with tea and chocolate bisquit. As a gift, Dylan received a vintage telescope (from Jess) and an ultra-modern waffle maker (from Christie). And after their clever daughter did all her homework and went to bed, the Sigworth couple went on a dizzying romantic flight!)

[bloxtales-dawn-of-timeau]

{"Hey Sheddy... There's people with us..."}

"I know. I don't want to acknowledge them yet."

-🗡---⏳️---🌐---🔨---🍗-

[EDIT: I'm gonna edit this shit a lot. Please expect changes]

📝INFO - Heya this is an Ask blog/Story blog for My Blocktales AU, Blox Tales: Dawn of Time. Also, I made this Blog intending to have a Shedletsky Ask Blog with my twist, but I decided to include him alongside my Main OC, Coiler also known as Player or Daniel! It'll be mostly text with some Gacha Life 2 images (ADHD is a nightmare). But If I had enough motivation, there would be drawings! (I'm not a great artist. Believe me) Also, this is my first ask blog!

🚫DNI REQUIREMENTS - No pedophiles, or other gross stuff. The Poster is uncomfortable with those stuff, so stay veryyyy far away.

💖SHIPS - The Main Ship is between Shedletsky and Coiler, but any ships are indeed allowed and They can be shipped with anyone you want. (Pls note: Shedletsky and Brighteyes are just friends in my AU and are not married)

📔AU - While this is not yet a complete Au, it's still an AU. Which means a lot of things will be different. If you don't like that, you can create your own Ask blog. Nothing is stopping you. But please note, this is fanfiction and any person that is mentioned or appears here is only the character and not the real person.

Anyway, This is my AU:

This is a Block Tales x The Robloxian: Until Dawn au but there are major changes. (Like Myths, YouTubers, and popular Players exist, and other games appear are mentioned) The Crossover is only gonna be between the characters, and Coiler's flashback.

The Guardians are a special rank in the administration group, and have a weaker version of the admin command. They are the wielders of the SFOTH swords and have been assigned by the swords themselves to protect it. Though sometimes, the sword goes rouge and kills its wielder to be wielded by a new one (For example, The Ice Dagger killed its user and handed itself to Cruel King)

Roblox (The character) is the one that send Coiler and Guest 333 back in time to save Builderman and Erik.cassel before its too late.

Instead of being alone, Coiler is joined by his past self, Dylan (Before he became a Guardian), Noobin (Saw noob past self), and Gust (Guest's past self).

They are also joined by Guest 333 also known as "Viewer" or "Viny", He's a white hat hacker (like Inc0mu) fighting against the evil myths/hackers/admins/players, He died but he managed to give Roblox a piece of his code that serves as his current vessel. He's a replacement for the Heal pads and will not be fighting as he's still recovering.

No one except Shedletsky, Mayor Thaniyel, and The bosses know that Coiler has a team as they often split up and then regroup when near the boss area, and everyone thinks that he defeated the bosses alone

In Demo 3, instead of fighting 4 emotions, he'll be fighting 5 emotions. GREED and SOLITUDE are replaced by DOUBT and ENVY. The new emotion, GUILT, will replace HATRED as the final boss, They each represent each party member's strongest negative emotion. (DOUBT = Gust, ENVY = Dylan, FEAR = Viny, HATRED = Noobin, and lastly GUILT = Coiler)

Griefer survives stabbing his food, but his right leg is now gone. He still hears voices but it's faint, He's sometimes dragged by Gust to join them, much to Noobin's annoyance.

Coiler, and sometimes the entire group visit the other places when they get bored, and often had to fight rouge player

It's been 6 months since Coiler and Viny start their journey to prevent the future. Because why would it take just a few days to get the swords? They have to atleast have breaks and challenges.

[IF YOU WANT MORE LORE OR INFORMATION, JUST ASK ME. I'll RESPOND IF I HAVE THE TIME]

👤CHARACTERS - The Main characters will be Coiler, and Shedletsky. And the side characters will be Viny, Dylan, Noobin and Gust. But other characters can appear and take over too!

📝TEXT GUIDE -

Texts associated with Coiler is Pink

Texts associated with Shedletsky is orange

Characters like Viny, Noobin, Gust and Dylan will have their own colored texts, while other characters has their unique texts

Coiler and other Admins talks with a curly brakets, Viny, Benjamin, and Zabriel (Kitchen Wizard) talk with a Parentheses (because they're considered dead), Gust talk with square braket cus he's mute, and other have quotation marks.

🔖TAGS -

#"{What's Up?}" - Coiler & Shedletsky ask

#"{Living the life}" - Coiler & Shedletsky post

#<Um... hi?> - The poster interaction

#{"Can answer that."} - Coiler ask

#{"I keep seeing memories...} - Coiler post

#"This is a good distraction from my life." - Shedletsky ask

#"I'm worried about my mental health" - Shedletsky post

#(You feel like being watched) - Viny mentioned

#(A wild code appear!) - Viny featured

#*Causing Chaos* - Dylan/Noobin/Gust mentioned

#"The kids are here!" - Dylan/Noobin/ Gust featured

#"I wonder where are they..." - other characters mentioned

#"There you are." - Other characters featured

#<OOC TIME!!!> - OOC/Normal posts

#<If only it didn't happen...> - Backstory Posts

#<Back to Game!> - Story posts

[Note: Some tags are the posters reaction]

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Wausau Council postpones vote on Ethics Board appointment, citing active investigation

Diny resubmitted Anderson’s nomination as a second alternate member for Tuesday’s council meeting after withdrawing his name from the Feb. 11 meeting, stating the "individual withdrew…for scheduling reasons."

Damakant Jayshi The Wausau City Council on Tuesday tabled an appointment to the Ethics Board until the ongoing ethics investigation against the mayor is complete or the need for another member arises. That “need” refers to the requirement of at least four members present during a hearing on a complaint against Mayor Doug Diny, should the case reach that stage. Currently, four full members and…

[abbysimsfun]

Sims In Bloom: Generation 2 Pt. 70 (The Youngest Nesbitt Gets Married!)

It was a sunny, if chilly, autumn day in Henford-on-Bagley when Heather's youngest sister, Hazel, married Nicola Moody-McMillan, her high school sweetheart.

Incidentially, they married on Prank Day, which meant plenty of off-vibe mischief all afternoon.

Nicola's parents, Eddie and Kim, hosted the wedding at their home in the Bramblewood - a simple ceremony under a woodsy wedding arch placed beneath a tall oak in their backyard. Not far away laid the graves of Nicola's grandfathers, Ian and Derek, who had died a few years earlier in a riverboat cruise disaster.

It was a beautiful ceremony, but a cloud of dust kicked up as soon as the guests started blowing bubbles to celebrate the newlyweds! Nicola's mother, Kim, had taken the spirit of Prank Day to heart and started fights with multiple guests! "Mom!" Nicola cried. "This is a wedding, not a bar fight!" She was so embarrassed.

But her mother could not be controlled! (I was actually controlling her - it's OG Kim Goldbloom - but ignoring her to focus on the brides, and she picked three fights before I smartened up!) She started a few scuffles with unsuspecting guests, laughing uncontrollably each time she successfully executed her "pranks."

But the worst was when she jumped Hazel's dad, Neal. The successful civic designer and eco-innovator was having none of Kim's pranks, even if she was hosting their daughters' special day. He slapped her right back and man, these vibes are not it!

"Kim, my love, have some water." Finally, Eddie convinced his wife to cool off, and the guests changed into warmer attire before moving on to the food. Toddler cousins Ash and Michael, River and Cassandra's son, babbled away with each other in the backyard.

"So girls, will you both be starting work soon or enjoying married life for a while?" asked Daisy as she reached for a plate.

"We're going to enjoy being newlyweds for a few weeks, but Nicola will be a teacher's assistant at Henford Elementary when school starts up, and my internship with Mayor Varner starts soon."

"Are you going to be the mayor of Henford someday?" Uncle Karl considered the idea with pride on his face, but Hazel shook her head.

"My political goals are a bit more international," she admitted. "But for now I'm happy to stay home in Henford to get more experience."

"And they need teachers everywhere!" said Nicola with a loving smile to her new wife.

The brides saved money by asking Heather to take their wedding photos. She wasn't particularly good at photography and didn't even enjoy it, but Heather would do anything for her siblings - especially Hazel. She'd never say no to her 'friendship bracelet bestie,' and she snapped a beautiful portrait of the girls before sunset. They posed under a tree in the rock garden Hazel's mother, Daisy, had helped Nicola's grandfathers design years earlier.

"Did you want to switch sides?" asked Nicola, noting the burns on Hazel's right arm. She'd had them ever since she'd survived the Nesbitts' freak toilet fire as a child, but they'd never made confident Hazel self-conscious.

"They don't define me. If I wanted to hide them I'd have worn a long-sleeved dress."

When Heather and Conrad returned to Brindleton at the end of the night, he pulled her in for a kiss as they were enthusiastically greeted by Mayor Whiskers and Queen Cupcake. "Do you ever think about marriage?" he asked.

"I don't know. I know I love you and I'm committed to you. What difference does a piece of paper make?"

Conrad kissed her cheek. "I love you, too. I don't need a piece of paper to tell me we're a team."

They were happy. To Heather and Conrad, that's all that really mattered. ->

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NOTE: I made all the Henford NPCs playable as soon as the game started, then made their replacements playable if and when there was story for it (like Heather's friend Dylan, who was the replacement NPC grocer until I aged her up to YA and she married Gavin Richards). Kim became the adopted daughter of Ian and Derek. Nicola and her brother both ended up looking a lot like their townie dad and not much like Kim at all, though. Ah well!

NOTE 2: Is Hazel wearing the same wedding dress as Holly in a slightly different poorly-rendering shade of white? Yes and I noticed it when writing this post. 🙃

NOTE 3: I'm not going for torture with the 'we don't need a piece of paper' thing, but the Gen 2 rules say Heather isn't supposed to get married! I already broke the rule that Gen 2 was supposed to hate the idea of relationships and only ever fail at them in addition to never marrying, but I don't know if I should go all in on breaking every rule. I'm hoping with their soulmate status it won't lead to anyone up and marrying someone else if I rotate for a day or two.

[kaplanmia]

( @losavntos ) TASK 01 : alderich hastings post original. “ 𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑙𝑡𝑎𝑑 𝑛𝑜 𝑒𝑠 𝑢𝑛𝑎 𝑐𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑛𝑎, 𝑠𝑖𝑛𝑜 𝑢𝑛 𝑙𝑎𝑧𝑜 𝑑𝑒 𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑎 𝑦 𝑠𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑟𝑒 ”

en su ingreso sintió como el corazón podría salirse de su pecho, su garganta de pronto se contrajo y sus manos son mares. no esperó verlo a él, en su imaginario siempre estuvo savar, su antiguo profesor de filosofía con quién había creado más bien un trato de cordialidad a lo largo de los años, o maude, su psicóloga en su periodo estudiantil, dueña de todas sus inseguridad y también verdugo, puesto a que su sugerencia la llevó a aceptar invitación a círculo ateniense creyendo que allí encontraría lo que a autoestima le hacía falta, una separación de propios padres también. puras fantasías de las que se arrepintió con los años. 

con aldrich hastings no tenía nada que ver… ( bueno, casi nada ). a decir verdad, era de quién más solía apartarse en pomona y esa actitud desplegada por él en la oficina apenas era una de las razones más chicas. 

tragó saliva mientras se encaminó hacía el asiento frente al escritorio, el cigarro fue aceptado entonces él procedió a encenderlo y a mia le pareció que su realidad se ralentizó. nada pesó más, sin embargo, que las palabras siguientes, era una oración que había escuchado previamente… solo que no de sus labios, no con su voz, y por lo tanto, sucedió el asco, el repudio. tuvo que ver en otra dirección, llevarse también la colilla hacía sus labios, como si la abstinencia le estuviera dominando cada impulso. 

‘ sereira tennant, ‘ pronunció una vez que discurso tuvo fin y logró su efecto : calarse en ideas, teñirlas de temor. ‘ estoy segura que habló sobre tus maravillosas ideas para las iniciaciones ’ mia lo observó volver a dar otra calada, asintió insatisfecho con su mirada todavía puesta sobre ella. no se conformaría con eso. ‘ dylan copeland, llegó enojada a la entrevista, dijo que contaría lo que alfred le contó… no sé qué sea eso ’ continúo, sus ojos volvieron a buscar los de alderich con una súplica escondida en ellos, ¿se estaba acabando el tiempo y explosivos debajo de su silla estallarían en cuestión de segundos?  ‘  seth harbolt no creo que haya dicho nada, se lo veía bien, tranquilo ‘ está otra vez estuvo a la expectativa de quién podría ser depredador, lo observó levantarse de su silla, rodear su escritorio y apoyarse en el mismo, forzando a mia a estirar su cuello para poder verlo, colocándola justo dónde debía estar, por debajo, por debajo de todos ellos. 

“ ¿y tú, kaplan? ¿qué dijiste? ” la interrogante fue entregada con una mirada inquisitiva, tan filosa que se halló deseando fusionarse con el mueble que la sostenía, desaparecer ahí mismo. 

‘ nada ’ volvió a dar otra calada, su mirada descendió hacía las botas gastadas que compró hace años, no se percató cuando la rodilla comenzó a moverse rítmicamente. escuchó su nombre, no obstante, fue palabra que la hizo responder como un canino, elevando sus cafés, expectantes, desesperada por leer lo que él quería decirle y lo comprendió con rapidez. otra vez, nada de lo que salió de sus labios lo sació. 

‘ vera estaba insoportable, no dejaba de insistir, ni de decirme cosas extrañas para que yo suelte la lengua, estaba segura que sabía cosas, por un momento creí que se metió algo o no sé ’ comenzó la verborragia que sus nervios gestaron, ansiedad por que el encuentro termine provocó que sus palabras se choquen unas con las otras. ‘ ¿sabes que me dijo, alderich? ’ aguardó respuesta del mayor, pero él solo fumó otra vez de su cigarro, dando lugar a mia para que prosiga de tal forma. ‘ que fuiste tú quién le metió la idea a alfred que se acercara a mi, lo de los mensajes  ’

“ vera quinn nunca fue la estudiante más imaginativa ” soltó en respuesta rica en indiferencia, como si nada, regresando a su asiento del otro lado del buró. por fín acabó su cigarrillo y dejó de tirar las cenizas por ahí. continuamente, se dignó a usar cenicero. 

‘ no sé cómo era, la conocí en la entrevista ’ respondió furtiva elevando sus cejas impertinentemente, olvidándose por un momento del puro entre anular e índice. le sostuvo la mirada gracias a valentía que no supo de dónde sacó, sin embargo, al hacerlo creyó que ya estaba comenzando a picar su paciencia, a agotarla y pese a no saber cómo interpretar aquello, esperanza apareció en su pecho, propagándose como virus, haciendo más duro el golpe de realidad que siguió en cuanto el profesor recuperó la palabra. 

“ el favor que te hice esa vez fue algo de una sola vez. no se repetirá. no te confundas, kaplan. ” la advertencia la dejó helada, le robó el aire. “ te pregunté qué le dijiste y espero que empiezes a responderme pronto ” 

respiró profundo, exhaló de forma entrecortada, su atención todavía yació sobre él y la nula posibilidad de escapar de la habitación. en consecuencia, su pausa se prolongó más de la cuenta, aunque antes necesitó dar una nueva calada, la última, a ese cigarro falsamente obsequiado. ‘ rumores ’ respondió. ‘ nada de lo que ella no estuviese enterada, también mentí ’ su pecho resultó de plomo, la estaba matando. mordisqueó su labio, en eso que silencio se hizo tajante, desesperada por esparcir la presión en ambiente, se estiró para dejar sobre el cenicero de él la colilla, mas pecó de estúpida al hacerlo, hastings era un artista en estas cosas y cercanía espontanea fue perfecta para doblegar a mia.

tomó su muñeca con una suavidad tétrica, impidiendo que regrese a su asiento, obligando a su mirada a colocarse solamente en él.  “ ¿qué rumores? ”

mia observó el agarre y luego al profesor, su corazón dio un vuelco. ‘ los de tus amoríos extramatrimoniales ’ su respiración se hizo presente, en cualquier momento el techo se le caería encima. 

“ ¿le añadiste nombres a esos rumores? ” sus dedos apretando la muñeca de mia ejercieron un poco de fuerza.

‘ no ’ replicó furtiva, tragando saliva después. 

“ ¿estás segura? ”

‘ sí ’ y la réplica por momento le brinda la sensación a mia de que ha logrado convencerlo porque deshace cualquier tipo de conexión, la suelta, consiguiendo el regreso a su asiento. poco después, comenzó a jugar con collares, canalizando allí sus ansías de vomitar. 

“ ¿y las mentiras? ” retomó posteriormente, sacando de la cajetilla que tenía tirada en sobre la mesa otro puro. esta vez no le ofreció ninguno, tan solo encendió el suyo y se acomodó sobre el respaldo de su asiento, entonces hastings fue el rey de la selva y acababa de disfrutar un banquete. 

‘ no — no, ’ titubeó ‘ no lo recuerdo, fueron idioteces, nada que te perjudique… ni a ti, ni a alfred, ni a nadie ’ aseguró, porque eso debía hacer, ¿verdad? demostrar lealtad vulgarmente, besar zapatos, alabar a quienes hoy por hoy prefería olvidar o pretender que existencia fuese un cuento de terror. 

“ será mejor que empieces a recordar,  ” habló otra vez, ahora tamborileando sus dedos contra el roble, haciendo que cada golpecito la arrastre hacía esa zozobra que la estaba devorando. “ eso es todo. mia gizem kaplan, puedes irte ” no esperó ni siquiera el saludo, tan solo se puso de pie casi de un salto, temerosa a arriesgarse a un cambio de idea. 

no obstante, apenas su mano tomó el picaporte, como si hubiera sido dulcemente premeditado, él irrumpió su accionar con más sonidos : “ por cierto, ¿cómo está tu madre? ” 

la de hebras cobrizas lo observó de soslayo, ¿era en serio? pero qué puto infeliz. 

‘ bien ’

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Bathilda Bagshot

Nacida antes de 1873. Es una bruja británica, historiadora mágica y escritora de libros del área, entre ellos 'Una Historia de la Magia'. Nacida y criada en el Valle de Godric. Guarda estrecha relación con la familia Dumbledore.

edad: 81 años casa: Desconocida pb sugerido: Julie Andrews sangre: pura

Alphard Black

Es el segundo hijo de Irma Crabbe y Pollux Black, su fecha exacta de nacimiento se desconoce, pero debe ser menor a Walburga y mayor a Cygnus, sus hermanos. Fue conocido por tener ciertas ideas 'rebeldes' sobre la pureza de la sangre.

edad: 25 años aprox. casa: Slytherin pb sugerido: Ashby Gentry sangre: pura

Arcturus II Black

Hijo de Phineas Nigellus Black y Ursula Flint. Se casó con Lysandra Yaxley, con quien tuvo tres hijas: Callidora, Cedrella y Charis. De fuerte ideología purista.

edad: 68 años casa: Slytherin pb sugerido: Colin Firth sangre: pura

Arcturus III Black

Hijo de Hester Gamp y Sirus Black II. Se casó con Melania McMillan y tuvo dos hijos, Lucretia y Orion. Fue galardonado con una Orden de Merlín de Primera Clase por 'Servicios al Ministerio' en algún momento de su vida. Actualmente se encuentra bajo vigilancia tras la muerte de su padre.

edad: 51 años casa: Slytherin pb sugerido: Matthew Macfadyen sangre: pura

Belvina Black

La única hija de Phineas Nigellus Black y Ursula Flint. Hermana de Sirius II, Phineas, Arcturus y Cygnus II. Se casó con Herbert Burke, con quien tuvo dos hijos y una hija.

edad: 66 años casa: Slytherin pb sugerido: Courteney Cox sangre: pura

Callidora Black

Hija mayor de Arcturus Black II y Lysandra Yaxley, hermana de Cedrella y Charis. Se casó con Harfang Longbottom, con quien tuvo dos hijos, Enid y Leander.

edad: 37 años casa: Slytherin pb sugerido: Jenna Coleman sangre: pura

Cassiopeia Black

Hija de Violetta Bulstrode y Cygnus Black. Tiene tres hermanos: Pollux, Marius y Dorea.

edad: 37 años casa: Slytherin pb sugerido: Katie McGrath sangre: pura

Cedrella Black

Nacida entre 1915 y 1919. Es la segunda hija de Arcturus Black II y Lysandra Yaxley. Tiene dos hermanas, Callidora y Charis. Fue borrada del tapiz familiar por casarse con Septimus Weasley. Actualmente tiene dos hijos, Billius y Arthur.

edad: 35 años aprox. casa: Slytherin pb sugerido: Phoebe Tonkin sangre: pura

Charis Black

Es la tercera hija de Arcturus Black II y Lysandra Yaxley, y la hermana menor de Callidora y Cedrella. Está casada con Caspar Crouch y tienen un hijo, Bartemius, y dos hijas.

edad: 33 años aprox. casa: Slytherin pb sugerido: Ella Purnell sangre: pura

Cygnus Black

Cygnus II es el último hijo de Irma Crabbe y Pollux Black. Hermano menor de Walburga y Alphard. Está casado con Druella Rosier, con quien actualmente tienen una pequeña bebé llamada Bellatrix.

edad: 23 años casa: Slytherin pb sugerido: Dylan Schmid sangre: pura

Dorea Black

Hija de Violetta Bulstrode y Cygnus Black. Tiene tres hermanos mayores: Pollux, Cassiopeia y Marius. Actualmente está casada con Charlus Potter, con quien tiene un hijo.

edad: 32 años casa: Slytherin pb sugerido: Lucy Hale sangre: pura

Lucretia Black

Es la primera hija de Arctutus III Black y Melania McMillan, y hermana mayor de Orion. Dejamos a elección de los usuarios si actualmente está casada con Ignatius Prewett.

edad: 27 años casa: Slytherin pb sugerido: Sophie Thatcher sangre: pura

Lycoris Black

Segunda hija de Hester Gamp y Sirius Black II. Es la hermana del medio de Arctutus III y Regulus. Actualmente se encuentra bajo vigilancia tras la muerte de su padre.

edad: 48 años casa: Slytherin pb sugerido: Maggie Gyllenhaal sangre: pura

Marius Black

Nacido entre 1915 y 1920, es el tercer hijo de Violetta Bulstrode y Cygnus Black, hermano de Pollux, Cassiopeia y Dorea. Fue expulsado del árbol familiar por ser squib.

edad: 34 años aprox. casa: No asistió a Hogwarts pb sugerido: Luke Thompson sangre: pura

Orion Black

El hijo menor de Melania McMillan y Arcturus III, hermano menor de Lucretia. Dejamos a elección de los usuarios si se encuentra en relación con Walburga.

edad: 23 años casa: Slytherin pb sugerido: Jack Dylan Grazer sangre: pura

Phineas II Black

Nacido entre 1877 y 1889, es el segundo hijo de Phineas Nigellus y Ursula Flint, hermano de Sirius II, Cygnus, Belvina y Arcturus II. Dejamos a elección del usuario si ya fue borrado del árbol familiar por defender los derecho de los muggles.

edad: 68 años aprox. casa: Slytherin pb sugerido: Christoph Waltz sangre: pura

Pollux Black

Es el primer hijo de Violetta Bulstrode y Cygnus Black, hermano mayor de Cassiopeia, Marius y Dorea. Actualmente está casado con Irma Crabbe con quien tiene tres hijos: Walburga, Alphard y Cygnus II.

edad: 46 años casa: Slytherin pb sugerido: Michael Fassbender sangre: pura

Regulus Black

Es el tercer hijo de Hester Gamp y Sirius Black II, hermano menor de Arcturus III y Lycoris. Actualmente se encuentra bajo vigilacia tras la muerte de su padre.

edad: 46 años casa: Slytherin pb sugerido: Andrew Scott sangre: pura

Walburga Black

Es la primera hija de Irma Crabbe y Pollux Black, hermana mayor de Alphard y Cygnus. Dejamos a criterio del usuario si se encuentra en relación con Orion Black.

edad: 27 años casa: Slytherin pb sugerido: Jenny Walser sangre: pura

Violetta Bulstrode

Esposa de Cygnus Black y madre de Pollux, Cassiopeia, Marius y Dorea Black.

edad: 67 años aprox. casa: Slytherin pb sugerido: Catherine Keener sangre: pura