#eco nightmare trash

[ausetkmt]

KSL.com: Paper straws are no better than plastic, research says

[so-very-small]

Okay but you can’t just mention a g/t nightmare and NOT tell us. Come on Spaci! Spill the beans!!!

OKAY SO

In the dream I lived in a futuristic city along a coast. Everything was packed densely together, full of skyscrapers, absolutely no nature other than the beach. The beach was dirty, litter and emissions from all the buildings making it gross. The water was murky green, and the entire town was a tourist trap that didn’t care about nature or keeping things eco-friendly.

I lived in a tiny apartment with several roommates, and one day I was overlooking the beach from my balcony when I noticed a woman standing on the water. She was normal sized, but entirely vibrant blue, and after a second I realized she was made of water as well. She was a bit off from the coast, and anything that came within a radius of her wound up sinking rapidly. She didn’t move, she didn’t speak, she just stood there.

The next morning I looked, and she was twice as tall as the day before. I could see the water swirling around her body, and her wide eyes. Every day I would wake up, and she would be taller. People started talking about it on the news, more tourists came to see her. The beach was fully crowded as she grew bigger day by day. No one could get close to her without drowning, so no one was able to make contact. She just kept still, silent, eyes wide in an angry glare as she stared at the city without blinking.

Eventually she was taller than most buildings. Then taller than all the skyscrapers. The ocean level started to lower because she was drawing all water from the Earth to make herself bigger. Other countries and towns began to have draughts, costal cities had their oceans recede then vanish, and she kept growing.

She stopped when there was no ocean left. I scrambled up the fire escape of my apartment, absolute dread in my chest, and climbed to the roof. From dozens of stories up, I was only eye level with the top of her foot. Her body extended so far beyond the clouds, but I could still see the absolute malice in her eyes.

There were parts of her body that were filled with oil spills, and just looking into her you could see a world of plastic and trash. She was the outcome of pollution, and I realized that this was simply the Earth’s way of getting revenge, reclaiming itself. I was terrified, but I couldn’t be mad at her. I understood.

And then she took a step onto land, absolutely decimating the city underneath her.

And then I woke up.

[toastess-with-the-mostess]

Let's Rewind! Toast watches Voltron Defender of The Universe (1984)

Season 1, Episode 29: Magnetic Attraction Season 1, Episode 30: The Sleeping Princess

Episode 29: Magnetic Attraction

Defensive training time! The team are doing Karate together I only got to a yellow belt myself because of how expensive lessons were, but it was fun either way

"I flipped Lance easy, and I'm a girl" "I fall for girls" Lance just say you like women who can kill you Once again we see Allura pointing out the fact she's a lady,,, I will never get over the back handedness of those comments

Oh my bad it's Judo! I've never done that one before

Great, nanny and Coran are here to tell Allura she's being improper again, and he thinks it's a good idea to guilt-trip her with her dead dad dude when will you learn that you can't stop her, she's literally doing worse by being a solider, protecting herself is the least she should know since even her guards can't handle when Lotor is after her

More misogyny from the team, the show really do be a product of its time 💀

The one good thing Coran does is warn other people to get to safety, but then proceeds to say "it's nothing, definitely not weird that a freaky orange and red cloud is slowly spreading over the sky of Arus when it's noon" if he doesn't die of old age I'm killing him myself

Oh so the cloud is rapidly causing global warming, eco terrorism is horrifying

Why the hell is there a group of people washing themselves in the last remaining water of a boiled away lake? im not sure if dotu will ever answer that but golion will later on

robeast so hot it melts missiles, and the team is immediately going to fly up to it except allura can't launch because blue has no power from the surrounding water which got boiled away oh shit this is actually a good plan on Haggars part

Ooh we get to see a crystal that probably helps power blue lion! Maybe that's where the nexus idea in VF came from!

Alfor ex machina, i can't remember the last time we saw you but it's been a hot minute hasn't it

HOLY SHIT LORE Black gets powered by lightning/electricity, Red gets powered from the heat of lava/magma, Yellow is also magma but more earth dependent, Green is powered by wind, and blue obvs is powered by water like i knew all this already but i love the fact i get to listen to it now

Coran finally thinks of protecting Allura against Lotor and attacks through castle defenses,, except not that it works because Lotor just attacks Allura who is still stuck in her lion as long as she stays inside I assume she's safe but man she's not having a good day

Lance is a smart cookie! He plans to make a path with their own magnetic laser in order to get up to the robeast Now only if he made more plans like that, the fights would be easier me thinks

Lotor doesn't want to hurt Allura, yet actively sends missiles at blue lion while she can't move I hope your dad beats you ong

wait did the team not know that they needed water to launch blue? ok that makes sense actually since they don't know anything about the lions and their mystic nature kind of late in the episode to realize that though

GIRL WHY ARE YOU OPENING THE HATCH FOR THE MECHANICS OF BLUE TO LET WATER RUSH IN, I DON'T THINK THAT'S HOW IT WORKS BUT OK Blue lion is back anyway so I guess it worked

Voltron formed, robeast defeated, and global warming cloud dispersed, so water can come back, the GIF for this episode is going to be great

DAMN ZARKON TRASHING HIS SON FOR THINKING FOR HIS DICK AGAIN

"My beloved nincompoop" LMAOO

/episode end

Episode 30: The Sleeping Princess

Lotor has a nightmare about a woman he says is Allura but very obviously isn't, especially when she does fade into Allura's design, probably his mother This man really obsessed with Allura

PRINCESS CORRAL MY BELOVED, LOTOR IS A SLUT FOR TURNING HER DOWN SHE'S SO CUTE

"Stop whining, you have no feelings" -Zarkon get his ass

Lotor stop making batshit excuses for not marrying her, you'll be unhappy either way good god

At least Zarkon knows that he'll fail his mission against Arus, if he just held on a little longer lotor wouldn't be a problem but nope

Look at her, she's such a sweetie! She's even helping Lotor try to marry Allura, a mistake, but she's got her heart in the right place

"I want Allura to come willingly, [but] she lives in terror of my father" Lotor she's afraid of YOU, this is man is all kinds of delusional

Another flashback of the Not Allura woman, still think it's his mom, and she's definitely Arusian which is probably why Lotor has so much obsession for Allura

Flower picking time! Gotta give the pretty princess some pretty flowers to match! The boys are so wholesome

Ah, shit the cat fucked over a blue lion pilot again, what is with that cat against the color blue, now Allura is presumed dead and everyone is freaking out about it

Of course Keith pieces it together that she can't be dead as long as Lotor is still after her, which yeah makes sense but c'mon any other guy see through it please

Hunk makes a plan! Fake funeral for the princess to lure Lotor and Haggar out I'd love it if the team got more scenes like this, everyone is smart enough to contribute somehow

Oh shit Orla attended her funeral! That's nice to see

Keith you're such a simp for Allura, yes, yes we get it Allura is a girlboss and is an amazing leader

What a sweet idea, people throw flowers into Allura's casket and almost filled it to the brim maybe it's tradition for every Arusian, that'd be cool

Lotor hijacks the carriage Allura's casket is being transported in, sucks for him though BECAUSE PIDGE MANAGED TO HITCH A RIDE GET HIS ASS PIDGE

Rip Pidge gets used as a hostage EXCEPT ITS PIDGE VS HAGGAR AGAIN BECAUSE HE HAS A GRENADE ON HIM Oh god this kid is about to sacrifice himself if it means making sure Allura is safe and taking down one of the baddies, where's that post about dotu Pidge being suicidal

"I oughta feed you this" (proceeds to run at Lotor and Hagar with a live grenade) "PIDGE FOR PETES’S SAKE DITCH THE GRENADE" - Keith "WANNA SEE WITCHCRAFT?!" oh my god, everything is happening all at once

Grenade explodes, it was knocked out of pidge's hand beforehand, so he dove for Allura to protect her as best he could still so sweet even under all that pressure

Lotor and Haggar run away and Allura's awake, so all's well that ends well I guess Pidge finally gets a real kiss on the cheek from Allura, good for him

LOTOR STOP BULLYING CORRAL, SHE WANTED TO HELP BUT YOU FUCKED UP SO MARRY SOMEONE WHO ACTUALLY LOVES YOU YOU FOOL

/episode end

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[wabyebugs]

WA Bye Bugs: Your Ultimate Solution for German Cockroach Pest Control

Introduction German cockroaches are one of the most common and resilient pests that infest homes and businesses. Known for their rapid reproduction and ability to survive in a variety of environments, these pests pose a significant challenge to homeowners and commercial property managers alike. Fortunately, WA Bye Bugs offers expert German cockroach pest control services specifically designed to tackle German cockroach infestations effectively.

Understanding German Cockroaches German cockroaches (Blattella germanica) are small, light brown insects with two dark parallel stripes running from their heads to the base of their wings. These pests are notorious for their ability to breed rapidly, making even a small infestation a potential nightmare if not addressed promptly.

Why Are German Cockroaches a Problem? Health Hazards: German cockroaches are known carriers of various pathogens, including Salmonella, E. coli, and other bacteria that can cause food poisoning and other illnesses. Their droppings and shed skins can also trigger asthma and allergies.

Rapid Reproduction: A single female German cockroach can produce up to 40 eggs at a time, and these eggs hatch in just a few weeks. This rapid reproduction can lead to a full-blown infestation in a matter of months.

Difficult to Eradicate: These pests are highly adaptable and can hide in tiny cracks and crevices. They are also resistant to many common pesticides, making them particularly challenging to eliminate without professional help.

WA Bye Bugs: Your German Cockroach Extermination Experts At WA Bye Bugs, we understand the unique challenges posed by German cockroach infestations. Our team of experienced pest control professionals uses advanced techniques and eco-friendly solutions to ensure your home or business is free from these persistent pests.

Our Comprehensive Approach Thorough Inspection: Our process begins with a detailed inspection of your property to identify the extent of the infestation and locate breeding sites. This step is crucial for developing an effective treatment plan.

Customized Treatment Plan: Based on the inspection findings, we create a tailored treatment plan that targets the specific needs of your property. This plan may include a combination of baits, insecticides, and non-chemical methods to ensure maximum effectiveness.

Advanced Extermination Techniques: We use state-of-the-art equipment and proven techniques to eliminate German cockroaches from your property. Our methods are designed to be safe for your family, pets, and the environment.

Ongoing Monitoring and Prevention: After the initial treatment, we provide ongoing monitoring to ensure the infestation is completely eradicated. We also offer preventative measures to help you avoid future infestations.

Why Choose WA Bye Bugs? Expertise and Experience: With years of experience in pest control, our team has the knowledge and skills to handle even the most severe German cockroach infestations.

Eco-Friendly Solutions: We prioritize the use of environmentally friendly products and methods, ensuring the safety of your family and pets while effectively eliminating pests.

Customer Satisfaction: Our commitment to customer satisfaction means we won't rest until your pest problem is resolved. We offer follow-up services and advice to help you maintain a pest-free environment.

Competitive Pricing: We provide high-quality pest control services at competitive prices, ensuring you get the best value for your investment.

Tips for Preventing German Cockroach Infestations While professional pest control is essential for eliminating German cockroaches, there are steps you can take to minimize the risk of an infestation:

Keep Your Home Clean: Regularly clean your kitchen, dining areas, and other spaces where food is consumed or prepared. Avoid leaving food out overnight and ensure trash cans are sealed. Seal Entry Points: Inspect your home for cracks and crevices, particularly around doors, windows, and plumbing fixtures. Seal these openings to prevent cockroaches from entering. Eliminate Moisture: Fix any leaks and reduce humidity levels in your home, as cockroaches are attracted to moisture. Declutter: Reduce clutter in your home to eliminate potential hiding spots for cockroaches. Conclusion German cockroaches are a persistent and hazardous pest that requires professional intervention to eradicate effectively. WA Bye Bugs offers comprehensive pest control services designed to eliminate these pests and prevent future infestations. With our expert team, eco-friendly solutions, and commitment to customer satisfaction, you can trust us to keep your home or business cockroach-free.

Contact WA Bye Bugs today for a consultation and take the first step towards a pest-free environment!

[1trashbag2trashbag]

The Unsung Hero of Cleanliness: Small Garbage Bags

The Unsung Hero of Cleanliness: Small Garbage Bags 🚮 Oh, small garbage bags, the unsung heroes of our daily battle against the forces of chaos. You ever stop and think about the sheer magnitude of trash we generate? It's like a never-ending parade of wrappers, coffee cups, and crumpled papers marching through our lives. Now, enter the small garbage bag, the pint-sized warrior standing tall in the face of this garbage onslaught. The Humble Beginnings of Small Garbage Bags 🌱 Let's take a stroll down memory lane, shall we? Small garbage bags weren't always the superstars of cleanliness. Back in the day, folks used to wrestle with unruly, oversized trash bags that had a mind of their own. Trying to wrangle those monsters was like fighting a heavyweight champion with both hands tied behind your back. Enter the small garbage bag – the David to the Goliath of giant trash bags. These little wonders were born out of necessity, a practical solution to the struggles of managing daily waste without feeling like you're in a wrestling match. They are compact, they are efficient, and they are here to make our lives easier. The Magic of Right Sizing ✨ One size doesn't fit all, especially when it comes to garbage bags. Small garbage bags come in clutch where larger ones fumble and tumble. Need to dispose of bathroom waste? Boom, small garbage bag. Kitchen scraps? Small garbage bag, again. They are like the Goldilocks of trash disposal – not too big, not too small, just right. Imagine this: you're in your bathroom, emptying the trash, and suddenly, the bag engulfs the entire room. It's like the trash bag is saying, "I'm here, and I'm taking over!" Now, replace that nightmare with a perfectly sized small garbage bag that fits snugly without trying to annex your bathroom space. The Anatomy of Small Garbage Bags 🧐 What makes these little champions so effective? It's not just their size; it's the clever engineering behind them. Small garbage bags are designed to handle the specific needs of different spaces. Let's break down their anatomy:

Material Matters: Crafted from durable materials, these bags can handle a variety of waste without tearing or leaking. The last thing you want is a trail of garbage leading from your kitchen to the dumpster – talk about embarrassing.

Drawstring Dominance: Ever tried tying a knot with a slippery, elusive garbage bag? It's like trying to catch a greased pig at the county fair. Small garbage bags often come with handy drawstrings, turning the trash bag tying ordeal into a quick and painless task.

Odor Defense: Small garbage bags are not just about containment; they are masters of odor control. Some are infused with scents or equipped with advanced technology to neutralize those less-than-pleasant aromas emanating from your garbage.

The Versatility Factor 🔄 Small garbage bags are like the Swiss Army knives of waste management – versatile and ready for any task. Let's explore their versatility in different settings:

Office Oasis: Your workspace deserves some cleanliness love too. Small garbage bags easily slip into office bins, tackling the mess without overpowering your cubicle.

Car Companion: Ever found yourself on a road trip with a pile of snack wrappers and nowhere to toss them? Small garbage bags to the rescue! Keep one in your car for on-the-go cleanups.

Pet Patrol: Pet owners, rejoice! These bags are perfect for handling little surprises left behind by your furry friends. Small, discreet, and effective – just what you need for those unexpected accidents.

Eco-Friendly Warriors 🌍 Now, let's get serious for a moment. We're all concerned about the environment, right? Small garbage bags can be eco-warriors too. Many brands offer biodegradable options, ensuring that your commitment to cleanliness doesn't come at the expense of Mother Earth. Think about it – using a small, eco-friendly garbage bag is like giving a nod to sustainability every time you take out the trash. It's a small act with a big impact, contributing to a cleaner planet one garbage bag at a time. Budget-Friendly Cleanup Crew 💸 You might be thinking, "Okay, small garbage bags sound fantastic, but what about my wallet?" Fear not, my friend. These little marvels aren't just kind to the environment; they're also gentle on your budget. Buying in bulk often comes with cost savings. Imagine having a stash of small garbage bags ready to roll, ensuring you never run out when the garbage starts piling up. It's like having a cleanup crew on standby, ready to tackle any mess without breaking the bank. Breaking the Stereotype 🚫 Now, let's address a stereotype that's been lingering around small garbage bags – the notion that they're only fit for light-duty tasks. Well, folks, that's a load of rubbish (pun intended). These bags may be small in size, but they're big on strength. Imagine a small garbage bag flexing its muscles, confidently holding its own against a load of kitchen waste. It's not about the size; it's about the quality and resilience packed into these compact champions. In Conclusion 🎤 So there you have it – the lowdown on small garbage bags. They're not just bits of plastic meant to hold your waste; they're the guardians of cleanliness, the eco-friendly warriors, and the budget-friendly allies we all need in our daily lives. Next time you tie up a small garbage bag and toss it into the bin, give it a little salute. These unsung heroes might be small, but they're making a big impact on the way we manage our messes. From the bathroom to the kitchen, from the office to the car, small garbage bags are the silent champions of tidiness, always ready to tackle whatever life throws their way.

[dippyface]

Maybe paper lunch bags

I did think of that but am concerned it will still turn the outside trash can into a nightmare... Thinking of looking into more eco friendly dog poop bags lol

there are apparently plastic free ones made from cornstarch that degrade in months

[rodentcontrolsblog]

Eco-Friendly Approaches to Rodent Control in Arlington Heights

Why Eco-Friendly Rodent Control Matters : The Balance of Nature

A delicate ecosystem where every creature has a role to play. Well, rodents are no exception. They might be pests in your home, but they serve a purpose in nature. Using eco-friendly methods helps maintain this delicate balance without causing harm to other creatures.

Traditional Methods and Their Downside

Let's talk about the conventional ways of dealing with rodents: poisonous baits and snap traps. While effective, they come at a price. These methods often harm non-target species, disrupt ecosystems, and pose a risk to pets and children.

The first line of defense is prevention. Seal up any cracks and crevices in your home where rodents could sneak in. It's like locking the door to your house - only eco-friendlier! Introduce some natural predators into your environment. Barn owls and cats can be your best friends in the battle against rodents. They're like the superheroes of pest control! Ever tried peppermint essential oil? Rodents hate it! Mix it with water, and you've got yourself a natural, non-toxic rodent repellent spray. It's like a spa day for your home!

Invest in ultrasonic devices that emit high-frequency sound waves, imperceptible to humans but a nightmare for rodents. It's like having a rock concert they can't stand! Humane traps are a game-changer. They catch the intruders without harming them. It's like the "catch and release" program for rodents.

So, you've caught the critters. Now, what? It's crucial to dispose of them humanely and responsibly. Take a leaf out of Mother Nature's book. Relocate the rodents to a safer, more suitable environment. It's like giving them a second chance at life! Use biodegradable trash bags to dispose of rodent remains and waste. It's like sending them back to nature in a green, eco-friendly way.

The Eco-Exterminators

Sometimes, the infestation is beyond your DIY skills. That's when you call in the eco-exterminators. These professionals are trained in eco-friendly methods and can help you tackle the issue without harming the environment.

Rodent Control Dos and Don'ts

Do - Regular Inspections

Make it a habit to inspect your home for signs of rodents regularly. Prevention is your eco-friendliest ally!

Don't - Poison Baits

Say no to poison baits! They harm not only rodents but also the environment. Choose green alternatives instead.

Do - Educate Yourself

Knowledge is power. Educate yourself about eco-friendly rodent control methods and spread the word!

Conclusion

In the end, eco-friendly rodent control in Arlington Heights isn't just about getting rid of pests; it's about doing it in a way that keeps our planet healthy. By following these green methods and spreading the word, you're not only creating a rodent-free space but also contributing to a more sustainable future.

So, go ahead, be the eco-hero your home and the environment need. Seal those cracks, embrace natural repellents, and remember, you've got the power to make a difference, one rodent at a time. Your home can be pest-free and eco-friendly - it's a win-win!

Remember, it's not about eradicating rodents; it's about coexisting with them, in a way that respects the delicate balance of nature. Together, we can make Arlington Heights a greener, rodent-free haven!

[rewardown]

What is eco-friendly bedding? 

These days, it’s tough to tell if we’re losing sleep over the rain forest still being on fire, that old, lumpy (certainly not eco-friendly) bedding from undergrad some of us are yet using; or some eco-conscious nightmare assortment of all three. 

A good night’s sleep might imply finding a solution for all of these unpleasant truths, as opposed to taking melatonin, passing out, and overlooking it. So say hello, or rather, good night to the variety of eco-friendly bedding (as in products that support conserving resources and/or prevent land pollution) prospects on the market, which are both easier on the environment and pleasant enough to rely on for a good night’s rest.

Eco-friendly bedding is made with materials that boast advantages like moisture-wicking and antibacterial properties and are, commonly, effortless to recycle. They’re fashioned through procedures that use less water than traditional practices and don’t need harsh chemicals like pesticides or bleach or cheap and hazardous additives like microplastics. These pollutants can end up in our sipping water and soil, ultimately infiltrating our bodies. When deeming the pollution that comes with nylons and polyesters, it seems like a helpful switch to make, but where to start?

Eco-Friendly Bedding 

There are specific certifications you should look for when selecting between the assortments of eco-friendly bedding options. Several Guidelines give their respective stamps of authorization on products, promising that they meet specific markers in order to be contemplated ethically sourced, organic, safe, and responsibly labeled. To accomplish this, fabrics go through rigid chemical testing, and firms are reviewed throughout the agriculture and manufacturing process.

Beyond that, several firms like Reward Own certify the sustainable sourcing of distinctive materials, like wood and cotton. Multiple firms practice eco-friendly production by selecting eco-friendly dyes, using less water, and decreasing waste through methods like the closed-loop system. 

In a closed-loop production procedure, 99% of solvents, chemicals, and trash are recycled and utilized in the successive crop of blankets, sheets, and comforters, limiting the impact that manufacturing has on the environment.

[ausetkmt]

Sprudge: Paper Cups May Not Be Any Better For The Environment Than Plastics

[paldean-ranger-brandy]

Yes, exactly. You, you get it. It's not just a city, it's a fuckin' trash city for trash people. The amount of times I've been micro-aggressed by Rustboro citizens implying that I'm some kind of savage for being raised in Fortree is insane.

I have heard that through the ranger grapevine. Between shiny hunters, rich idiots, Verdanturf breeders, and that area just being a generally really delicate eco-system the tunnel has gained a reputation as being an absolute nightmare.

Ik I'm like. Pretty often screaming and yelling about how much I miss Hoenn and my Fortree family. And how great it is there. But also I did just meet another Hoennian immigrant here in Paldea and Holy Shit That Dude Sucks.

[simmer-maya]

Full House - The Cottage Challenge

Since the launch of the Cottage Living expansion, I've seen several simmers asking their followers if they should make LP with the new pack, so, through this new challenge, I come to say: YES, DO SOME COTTAGECORE LP.

In short, this challenge aims to combine the gameplay of simulation with the build mode, and consists of starting to play with a grieving family, who decide to buy an abandoned farm house, and make it a home. You will have to work hard to earn money and renovate the lot as the family grows larger and larger.

Your goal is to end up with the farm 100% revitalized and with eight sims. If you're not very familiar with build mode, don't worry! I built the house so that it is easy to expand, and the backyard areas are also well divided.

Required:

In order to fully enjoy this lot, you will need: Cottage living, snowy scape, eco lifestyle, discover university, island living, seasons, cats & dogs, city living, get together, get to work, strangerville, parenthood, outdoor retreat, paranormal stuff pack, and laundry day stuff pack.

Yes, maybe I got too excited and ended up using too many different packs as I built. I'm sorry.

Rules:

- Don't cheat! Ok, you'll have to cheat one time to buy the lot, but just this one time!;

- No full-time jobs. You're sims can only have part-time jobs. Your goal is to work with the farm;

- Only the house expansions can have a modern theme. The original construction should continue with a cottage theme.

Hints:

- Take a good look at the trash before getting rid of it. I may have hidden some cool stuff over there (but don't be fooled, nothing is going to give you a lot of money);

- Always play with bb.moveobjects on.

How to start:

- Create your household with 3 sims. The house is already equipped with the worst double bedroom in the world, but usable, an acceptable bedroom with a single bed, and a makeshift attic room.

If you don't want to spend time on CAS, check out the Littlelion household, that I created for this challenge and will be using it for my own game.

- Select a season (it's up to you!);

- Go to Henford-On-Bagley and move your household to 2 Olde Mill Lane;

- The lot that we're using it's worth $31.039, so, ops, you don't have that much money. So you'll have to cheat. But just this one time!;

- With your game paused, so you don't waste your sims time, press ctrl + shift + c;

- Type: testingcheats true

- Press enter;

- Type: Money 40000

- Press enter;

- Type: bb.moveobjects on

- Press enter;

- Press ctrl + shift + c to close the cheat bar and now you're good to go!;

- Go to the gallery and find the right lot. It's name is "Full House Challenge", and my ID is arut3mis. You can also find the right lot with the hashtags #FullHouseChallenge #CottageChallenge #SimmerMaya and #arut3mis.

- Now you place the furnished lot;

- Explore your own too-old-but-new cottagecore life! And good luck.

Goals:

- Renovate and expand the house. It has to be comfortable for eight sims;

- Change the old fences;

- Revitalize the pond;

- Get rid of all the garbage;

- Grow your planting;

- Build a greenhouse;

- Go through, at least, 5 generations (so you don't need to do any renovations in a hurry). If five generations isn't enough for you to renovate the whole lot, do more!

- Have at least 1 hen, 1 rooster, 1 llama and 1 cow all the time;

- Finish your challenge with eight sims living on the lot, not counting cats and dogs (you can have cats and dogs if you use a mod to expand your sims limit).

Looking for a nightmare challenge? Don't worry, let's make it harder:

If you are looking for a harder challenge, try playing with short lifespan AND/OR add make de lot haunted.

Let's take a better look at the lot now.

It's dirty, abandoned, dark, overgrown, it has stains everywhere and fallen trees. The furniture in the house is precarious and old.

The lot size is 50x40, and it's purposely not the biggest lot available in the game. That's why it's called Full House.

I've already made the lot to come with Simple Living and Wild Foxes challenges. And the traits are On Ley Line and Homey. There is a trait space available for you to add something if/as you like.

You can see more pics of the house here

That's all, folks. I hope you like it and have fun!

Reach me on social media:

Twitter: @arut3mis

Instagram: @arut3mis

[demauryss]

sail the wildest stretch; 1/6

Summary: Lucas is in a mess. His roommate is his ex-crush. He gets years worth of hairfall if he thinks a minute too long about his philosophy class. His penis-drawing talents are just out of the ordinary. And the cupid assigned to his case is a hair breadth short of committing his murder.

But it’s okay. As long as he has to worry about Eliott Demaury getting to murder him first.

or, cupid8776 has a lucas problem. lucas has an eliott problem. and they are not as unconnected as one might think they are.

enemies to lovers/matchmaking au.

ao3

chapter one: april thunders may blunders 

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Dear Lucallecoeur456,

I’m extremely disheartened to announce that your request filed under letter no 654lgb has been denied. According to my records, it is your tenth letter in the past five months which is getting rejected. Personally, I feel saddened as you’re the only person assigned to me who’s over eighteen and still hasn’t found a match. I’d be able to help you better if you consider the following points while writing to cupidint.com next time:

While forming the letter, please consider typing in a computer before you write it down by hand. Or just consider inscribing neatly. You’re the reason our Server turns into a whimpering mess when it transcribes Coup de Foudre - assuming it’s what you write because frankly, your handwriting is garbage – as Coup de Foutre.

Please refrain from using acronyms in your letter. Writing ‘brb’ every time you deviate from a thought does not make you look good. Especially when the abbreviated form has the same number of syllables as the original word. Even better, just totally refrain from straying from an original thought only to come back to it after five pages. Makes me feel like I’m walking through a maze as I’m reading your letter.

While we’re on the topic of refraining, also stop drawing pictures of dogs when you’re asked for what you’re looking for in a partner. I know they are cute, but they can really not be an ideal partner for you.

Consider saving your satirical remarks for the real life. Our Server isn’t smart enough to detect sarcasm and thinks you are being serious when you describe a trash can in the space specified for explaining your qualities.

If you would ponder over these suggestions then I believe I’ll be able to find you a match and it’ll make both mine and your life a lot easier.

Yours truly,

Cupid8776

(They/Them)

*

The day Yann gets his letter, it’s everywhere on the news. local loner boy, Lucas reads somewhere, having qualities worse than the loner boy from gossip girl has a match. There’s a post circulating on twitter which goes friendly neighbourhood pretty man is officially off the market. And another after reading which makes Lucas wants to wash his eyeballs with hydrochloric acid: hot, tall, model-like being ready to dick down some pink canoes. it’s a trip you’ll never forget!!!

It doesn’t help that Lucas suspects Basile’s fan-account for Timothee Chalamet to be behind half of these posts. Especially the last one. And it also doesn’t help that Yann’s latest letter is currently getting glued to the roof of their bunk bed, right where Lucas would sure be made to stare at it for the rest of his puny life in the lower bunk.

“You’re a fucking prick,” Lucas grits out as he smothers the liquid and ugly look to the back of Yann’s letter. His hands are slimy, and Yann’s fucking face is smiling at him from the small chair he’s perched on. “You don’t even have the fucking decency to do it yourself. Can’t believe I ever thought that I like you. Fucking unbelievable.”

Yann tuts, low and too sure of himself. His face is glowing. His eyes are crinkled. And he desperately needs a punch in one or both of these areas, “You’re being dramatic, you know that?” Yann gets up from the chair, a marker in his hands. If it were up to Lucas he would have used that same object to ruin Yann’s pretty pastel pink blanket. The asshole deserves that and even more. Muttering some more curses, Lucas goes back to the task at hand – pasting the paper in smooth cursive writing courtesy of Cupid5644 on the roof of his bunk bed. Yann looks towards him in the middle of drawing a tally across the four small lines marked on the cupboard above the handle. His face is glowing. He desperately needs a punch or kick to dull that fucking shine. “Besides you signed this up for yourself. So shut the fuck up.”

Lucas groans, resting his head against his pillow, the letter he just pasted staring down at him in all its glory. “This whole thing is ridiculous Yann,” Lucas starts, hands crossed on his chest, “I still believe it’s a world-government scam meant to lure people in for their assassination later. Like, can you believe even Sully from 231-9 has a match. There’s no way you can expect me to believe the System is genuine.”

Lucas looks over to Yann who’s now leaning against the cupboard, scrutinizing Lucas from afar, “Are you sure your reason for not trusting them has got to do with that and not with the fact that in the past three months, each one of your request has been rejected with no guarantee of you ever finding a match?”

“Fuck you, Yann,” Lucas scoffs, turning his back to Yann, his front to the wall. Let Yann believe whatever he wants. It doesn’t affect Lucas, nor does it have any ring of truth to it. Fucking douchebag. Let his match turn out to be some astrology-loving, Harry-Styles-listening, ravenclaw-ass-fanatic. She’ll leave Yann’s Scorpio ass in seconds.

He hears Yann’s footsteps before Lucas feels him crouching behind him, Yann’s finger poking the back of Lucas’s shoulders, “Hey now,” he sounds apologetic, Lucas will give him that, “Life isn’t all about that jazz; your match or partner or whatever. Don’t worry about it. At least you haven’t fallen for their scam yet.”

Lucas laughs as he turns to Yann. His face is glowing. Lucas has changed his mind. The former Yann might deserve a slap in the face with a brick but this Yann deserves all the Kit-Kats Lucas has stashed under his bed. Cupid8776 will have a field day if they found Lucas’s current train of thoughts. Shocking, Lucas can imagine the magnitude of their gasp, Lucallecoeur456 does have a heart after all. Who would have thought.

 Lucas smiles at Yann as he extends his arm for him to take. “C’mon now. Basile will have both of our heads on a plate if we waste another second.” He gets up, stepping into his shoes as Yann walks out of their dorm. Something crunches under his foot – Lucas’s blunder; his newest message from Cupid8776. He had thought maybe Letter No 654lgb – lonely gay boy, for clarification – would finally tire them out. But apparently, that wasn’t the case.

Yann had laughed for ten minutes straight when he had read the letter. “Your cupid is going to commit mass murder one of these days. And I think you’re going to be the first.” Lucas had shook his head at Yann’s analogy; he isn’t that horrible. He sighs as he bunches the paper into a ball and bullseye’s it into the trash can – the one he’d described in his letter. Cupid8776 has a big storm coming next.

*

So here’s the thing in quite simple terms.

The world’s currently under the secret matching agency Cupid International. Before that it used to be SoulsBound, with the tagline where we find your soulmate for you. But then the name changed to Cupid Int. after getting involved in one too many scandals which Lucas remembers vividly; bold headlines on the front page of several newspapers: Soulmate leaves Soulmate for another, better Soulmate #SoulsBoundFails. And Soulmate doesn’t buy eco-friendly products. Puts the planet at risk #FixItSouls. And another, much dangerous and serious than the rest, which still gives Lucas nightmares to this day: Gryffindor finds out Soulmate is a Slytherin. Says even pet stones can tell they’re not compatible #FuckSoulsBound.

These outrages demanded an instant name change, so SoulsBound transformed to Cupid International; with a union of specially trained cupids from all over the world designated to find your potential match anywhere on the planet after you turn eighteen. The changes were justified and a long time coming, Lucas would say, as for him the term soulmate warranted a much deeper, not an ephemeral meaning; which couldn’t be forsaken for anything. But the soulmate that they suggested were anything but that.

And that’s what brings Lucas to the now: the thought that why people hassle so much for getting their letters to Cupid International as soon as they turn eighteen. Why instead of trying the conventional dating method - which has been getting much recognition as of late - they relied on some unknown person’s (or spirit? Who even were Cupids?) judging of whom they’d be compatible with. But then he guesses it has something to do with the fact that the conventional method is for people the Agency has dubbed hopeless – whose matches they still couldn’t find after years of research and rejection. Lucas is halfway turning into one of the people what with his letters of rejection piling up in the trash can.

But that’s not it. The Agency has more success than its scandals, which puts Lucas off. His grandparents met through the former SoulsBound. His neighbors that have been married for over forty years when he started university met through that. Yann’s parents met through that. Everyone he knows has some kind of emotional success story regarding SoulsBound/Cupid Int,.

And then his father had gone against the system and met his mother through the conventional dating method. Look where it had brought them now.

And here’s a thing in even simpler terms.

 Lucas hates Cupid International with a passion which burns his sternum and makes his stomach coil in disgust. And it has nothing to do with the way he has told Yann how he thinks the whole System is a government scam. But it has everything to do with the way how Cupid8776 has denied all forty of Lucas’s letters sent in the past nine months of him being eighteen. It makes his heart boil in his blood when he thinks about how he’s turning nineteen in three months and he still has no fucking chance of ever being matched with someone. Which sucks because out of all the remaining 6,999,999,999 people in the world, there still isn’t someone with same interests as him.

Which is cool. Fine even. Lucas isn’t petty about it. And definitely an ass. No. He’s anything but an ass about it. Because you see. He keeps in contact with Cupid8776 when he’s not writing to them on the specified days of the week. He asks them about their health, their lives. If they have someone special in their life. If they took their dog to a walk. If they’re remembering to stay hydrated.

He makes sure to send in an email every week, even if all he gets in reply is a monotonous Dear Lucallecoeur456, I’d appreciate if you would stop sending me non-work related messages. This email is reserved for work queries only. I’d also appreciate if you would use the time you took in composing this message on your request letter as I’m sure it would be more useful than this. Yours truly, Cupid8776 (They/Them) every single time.

So that’s what he does every time, much to the cupid’s dismay. He spends more time drafting his grocery list than the letter. Spends more effort in drawing stick figures of his enemy than correcting mistakes in the letter. Takes more interest in Cupid8776’s private affairs than his own. And still complain every fucking time why he hasn’t found a match yet.

But like he said, it’s fine. He’s fine.

*

The first damper on Lucas’s already damped mood comes a little after one. When a pretty fucking important experiment is turned in incomplete. The second comes in the shape of a person. And it’s much significant than the other.

Lucas has just crawled out of a brutal microbiology lab, his clothes tattered, voice bruised from screaming at his group members who don’t even know how to work around a fucking microscope. One would disrupt the lens and the other would somehow mess with the resolution. And then Lucas would curse his life and begin the whole fucking experiment just for the thrill of it, really.

So it goes without saying that after seven unholy tries on the experiment, it had been left incomplete as they ran out of time. Unfinished experiments aside, Lucas was fucking exhausted. He could feel the tired in every cell of his body as he walked from the class to the cafe in the campus where he’d agreed to meet the boys. Now not only was he about to drop down any second, he was also fourteen minutes late.

“You’re so early, Lu,” Arthur drawls out, dull, “Couldn’t have come even earlier if tried.”

Lucas shakes his head and plops down loudly on the bar stool in between Arthur and Yann. He dumps all of his stuff on the ground, wincing as the muscles in his neck scream in protest. “I’m sorry,” Lucas sighs, reaching over Arthur to hit Basile on the back of his head who appears to be sleeping with his head resting on the curve formed by his arms which are folded on the counter. He jolts up, eyes wide, as he looks around the café with hand rubbing where Lucas hit him.  “This fucker left me on my own in the lab. It was a nightmare, honestly.”

Arthur smiles his head as Basile pouts, “What was I to do, man? Daphne asked for my help, I couldn’t say no to her!”

Lucas shakes his head, looking over to Yann as he nudges his shoulder. Yann motions towards Basile, “But you don’t have a match, right? Where does Daphne come from in all of this?”

A proud smile takes over Basile’s features. Lucas finds it funny how the words Daphne and match in the same sentence makes the sadness and the sleep to literally dissipate from his face. “I know that, Yann. But to answer your second question, I sent an email to the cupid and he reassured me that I’d find a match in the next attempt so.” Basile shrugs like it’s no biggie, when to Lucas, in definitely is. “I’m hoping it is Daphne.”

“Here’s to fucking hoping,” Lucas’s attempt at muttering is intercepted by Yann, who looks at him weirdly. As if in a question. Lucas shrugs, no biggie. He also finds it funny how Basile’s cupid is replying to his emails reassuring him about the whole fucking ordeal, while Lucas’s cupid can’t be bothered for anything. Lucas gets this: Cupid8776 definitely has something against him.

They place their orders for their beverages: coffee for all of them except Lucas. He goes with cardamom tea. It’s when the café’s beginning to fill up with people getting freed from classes that Arthur speaks up. “But like, you haven’t met the person before right? What if they have the emotional range of a lentil?”

Out of the four of them, Arthur was the one who cared the least for the System, even less than Lucas did. He hasn’t sent a single request to Cupid International, saying he isn’t the one for dating or love. And Lucas respects all his choices. He looks up, affirmation on his tongue. But then his eyes fall over Arthur’s shoulder, in between the barricade of tired students blocking the door. And he thinks, he thinks – holy motherfu-

“Speaking of lentils,” He takes a sip of his tea, meeting the boys’ confused stares, “Here comes one, heads-up.”

And it’s just that – how Lucas spots him and a murky grey takes over his surroundings. Metaphorically speaking, of course. Something weird settles in his stomach as his friends look over to the ill lentil as a smile blooms across his ugly face. Fucking traitors.

“Eliott!” One of them shouts. It’s probably Basile. It’s definitely Basile with the way he’s waving his hands in the air. Lucas would have probably knocked them off of the face of the earth had it not been for Yann seizing him by placing both of his hands over Lucas’s shoulder. Lucas inhales deeply as Eliott walks over to their little settlement of barstools and idiots, a bounce in his step as he plays with the strap of the bag over his shoulder. Lucas looks anywhere but at him as he comes to stand next to Basile as he yells excitedly, “Good to see you here.”

“You too.”

Lucas just about murders Basile with nothing but his mind as Eliott’s shirt comes into his line of vision. And as Lucas looks up - goes against the well-being of his eyes - his eyes take a quick sweep of Eliott’s tall figure. Nothing out of the ordinary. He’s currently smiling warmly at Basile, then at Arthur. It’s when that his eyes fall on Lucas that the previous warmth in them is sucked out of them, like a vacuum, and they harden like stones as Eliott looks at him. And Lucas thinks he’s probably remembering the latest stick figure drawn on a piece of paper which Lucas had hit him with earlier as he was bent over an old, tattered book in the library.

“Have a seat, mate.” It’s Arthur. Double fucking traitor. Lucas should consider getting new friends. (But then, he thinks quite sadly, who would ever befriend him if not for these completely insufferable idiots?)

Lucas watches, stomach in knots and million things on his tongue, as Eliott’s face softens as he turns to Arthur. He smiles, “I have a class soon so I should get going.”

Basile murmurs something about it being a bummer. Arthur tells him that they’ll see him around. Lucas doesn’t know a bummer or what that is but he knows the look Eliott gives Lucas over his shoulder as he leaves – he knows the menace which is coiled in the white of his eyes, the absolute anger and disgust  he’s reserved for Lucas comes pooling out in that instant, and Lucas almost washes away with it. Fucking pretentious asshole.

Lucas swallows his heart beating in his throat as Eliott disappears from his sight. Un-clenches his hands which have formed a fist without his knowledge. He turns on his stool, passes Yann a smile who’s been weirdly quiet during that encounter, watches as Basile’s contemplative face comes into his line of vision. And curses whoever put him in this situation: A Thinking Basile is not a Good Basile.

“Do you know apparently Eliott still hasn’t found a match either? Which is odd, since the guy’s a deity. I mean, just freaking look at him!”

Arthur side-eyes Lucas as he nods his head in agreement. Lucas should seriously consider getting new friends. The ones he currently have differ largely from on certain matters. And it fucking sucks that they know it too. “Yeah,” Arthur is saying, “he’s pretty. And nice too.”

‘Nice’ my fucking ass. Lucas shakes his head, finishes his cold tea in a second, and picks up his bag which he dumped to the floor. It is common knowledge that Eliott Demaury is good-looking. He’s the person everyone in their uni flocks up to. He’s also pretty fucking amazing at everything he does. Which only irks Lucas more. He gets up, adding onto Basile and Arthur’s conversation with a silent Yann in tow.

“I’m gonna head to the bathroom,” he speaks to no one in particular, not really expecting the three people to stop their oh-so-important conversation about Eliott Demaury to pay him any attention. Shaking his head, he runs through a crowd, past a sulking worker, stressed students and mahogany colored back door to an alley o sheltered light and soft breeze.

Lucas breathes in deeply. His bag makes a sound as it plops to the ground. Closing his eyes, he focuses on calming his heart down which is beating so erratically Lucas has trouble keeping his mind on one place. If he could just wrap his hands around that fucker’s ne-

“Fancy seeing you here,” Oh fucking hell. Lucas fires off every curse he could think of in his heart. There is an off feeling in his stomach as he opens his eyes to Eliott’s hooded figure sitting off to his right, a cigarette placed between his lips. Lucas has to look down to place the full expression on his face, and it thrills him a little. (The act of looking down at him, for once. Not the clever smile which is placed on his face.

“Well, how’s your day doing?”

“Oh, it’s you.” Lucas shrugs his shoulders like it isn’t taking a great deal out of him to plaster the absolute fake smile on his face. “I was wondering why suddenly all the clouds turned grey.”

Even though he’s standing five to six feet away, Lucas doesn’t miss the brie fall of Eliott’s smile. But it’s coming into place faster than Lucas has the chance to feel good about the whole ordeal. He watches, against his will, as Eliott takes a long drag of his cigarette, the end of the stick burns brighter in glowing red embers before he blows white puffs of smoke in the air. He’s just so –

Lucas bites down on his lip to prevent the stupid thoughts from slipping out. Eliott watches him with (feigned) interest.

“Ahh there he is,” Eliott straightens his back. Even though he’s sitting on the steps to the side and Lucas is standing, it still – somehow – feels as if Eliott’s looking down on him. “I was wondering where the meanie in you has wandered off to.”

He didn’t just call Lucas a meanie. What the fuck.

Lucas heaves in a sigh. Wills his heart to stop hammering. “You wouldn’t know a thing or two about that, now. Would you?”

Lucas notices the little shake of his head, the light which falls over his face making it look like it’s dropped the sneer which has now become a part of his features whenever he’s around Lucas. And Lucas should revel in the thought of getting Eliott to show his real colours, but it grates on him regardless.

Eliott rubs his thighs over his jeans. Lucas traces the motion with narrowed eyes. And when he speaks, it’s to a completely different wave.

“You know, when someone asks about your day, you reply and then ask the question back. It’s called having a conversation, you know?”

Lucas bites the inside of his cheek, words already spilling out before he has a chance to assess them, “And what part of me actually looks like I would want to have any conversation with you?” Just. Who does he think he is? Pretending to be nice and all that. It doesn’t mean Lucas would forget when yesterday he doused Lucas’s workplace in some sticky as hell material which ruined not only his assignments which he spread on the table but left a permanent damper on his mood.

There’s a tilt to Eliott’s lips, his eyes bright and every bit gauging Lucas with the way they’re trained on him. The structure in his chest gives a painful squeeze.

Lucas doesn’t like it. At all.

“I should have known,” Eliott says with an air of nonchalance that has Lucas’s insides firing up in anger and – “You’re not one to have a conversation with.”

“Glad to have that sorted, then.” Lucas decides for the same tone Eliott chose earlier. He turns on his heels. And with Eliott’s eyes digging holes in his back, he returns through the same door he came out of earlier.

*

So here’s another thing in the simplest of terms. Lucas isn’t fond of many things in his life. He hates the System, his philosophy professor, Sully from 231-9. But what he hates even more than all of these things is the fucking lentil Eliott Dick Demaury.

*

There’s a dull buzzing seeping into his bones as Lucas walks towards consciousness. His limbs are still heavy with sleep, his eyes glued shut as he pats around his pillow for the vibrating device around him. He picks the phone up around a yawn, voice groggy as if he hadn’t used it in years.

Well, he hasn’t used it in hours. So. There’s that.

“Hello?” He croaks out, snuggling his face into the pillow under his head.

“Lucas Lallemant! Why are you still sleeping?”

The voice, filtered through the static, still compels Lucas to bolt upright in the bed, eyes now opened wide as he rubs away the sleep with his hand. “Mama!” He wills his voice to sound as if a trail of drool hadn’t had been drying at the side of his mouth. “You’re still up!”

His mama chuckles a little, as Lucas is left to smile sheepishly. Her voice comes clear now, “I would have called you at crack of dawn and you would still have said the same thing. Besides, don’t you have to go to your shift in half an hour?”

Lucas frowns, and then gets out of the bed. He finds Yann gone, his bed properly made. That’s why Lucas was able to sleep that much, considering Yann has reserved a distinct hatred for Lucas’s sleep.

His limbs are heavy as he changes out of the moth-ridden (not exactly, but its appearance justifies the statement) shirt he slipped into before his nap. “How have you been, Mama?”

“Great,” his mother speaks on the other line. There’s a brightness to her voice which lessens as well as increases the cut of homesickness lodged inside the muscle of his heart. Lucas doesn’t let himself dwell on the sudden sadness which grips him. Instead he focuses on the smile he can hear in his mother’s flowery tone, “I’ve been spending a lot of time in the garden these days. You know the plants Willow got me? They flowered yesterday and they’re so beautiful Lucas!”

Lucas smiles as he picks up his bag lying by the door.

She hums on the other line. “And Dr. Noelle changed my medication. We’ve switched to lighter pills instead of those heavier ones that always made me drowsy and loopy. She said I’m doing better so no need for the heavy dosage.”

There’s something like relief travelling with the air he inhales right to his heart. The sun is bright as Lucas makes his way outside. “That’s good, Mama.”

His mother launches into details about stuff about her new medication like the schedule and the amount of pills she’s required to take each time. Lucas walks out of the campus, listening intently to his mother’s retelling of the shenanigans happening in the various clubs she has joined now that she doesn’t feel so drained anymore. Lucas tells her about his classes and life in return.

 “Oh, yesterday in the cooking club, Nadine switched Hira’s container of salt with baking powder. It was quite fun to watch them two bickering afterwards. And there’s a betting pool going around the club about how much time they’re going to take before they get together.”

Lucas shakes his head, a smile pulling up on his face as he crosses the road, “Mama, you should help them sort out their differences instead of enjoying their fights!”

Lucas can hear her shaking her head. She continues, “We should, but it won’t be fun anymore. Besides, I do like some slow burn if I say so myself.”

“You’re spending too much time on the internet,” Lucas muses, “Next thing I know you’ll tell me that you’re reading fanfictions.”

His statement is met with silence. Suspicious silence. He has a minute to be terrified at the prospect before he’s breaking out in laughter, “What the fuck, Mama!”

“Language, Lucas!” She chides, but there’s a smile in her voice which grips Lucas’s heart. Even though he’s kind of wary about the stuff she must find on the web, Lucas knows she can fend for herself.

“Anyways,” she steers the conversation to another direction. Lucas goes with it. “You’re coming on Saturday, right?”

Lucas nods, “Yeah Mama. I’ll try to make it on Friday if the boys haven’t got something planned already.”

The store comes into view, so Lucas says his goodbye into the phone. “I need to go, Mama,” Lucas swallows down the bile which rises in his throat. He misses her so damn much. “I love you.”

“Love you too, honey.” The lines drops, and Lucas is let to chase away the sudden sadness he feels. For a minute, he stands there outside the store, his heart beating with a pang of homesickness. But then he forces air into his lungs, clears his mind, and goes inside the store.

The store is blissfully silent when Lucas enters through the door. There’s a faint smell of lavender still left from the candle Mika must have burnt earlier. Lucas drops his bag behind the counter before he picks up the various records and CD’s piled on the counter and places them in their racks. He starts making his way to the store room for the stuff which was shipped earlier. Might as well get a head-start if he’s early.

The store’s owned by Mika’s aunt, and Lucas works part-time here. It’s a vintage record store; the business is okay. He had earned a full scholarship in the university, but needed a job for the basic necessities in his life. Mika offered a job – and the wage was enough to pay off his expenditures. It is okay, better even. Except – except for the –

Lucas ends up walking face first into a rock-hard chest. His nose gets squished against a set of solid pectoral muscles, the cartilage singing with pain. There are hands grabbing his forearms; stale cigarettes and citrusy bubblegum taking up a better half of his brain. If it hadn’t been for the way the systems operating his reflexes have trained him to be repelled away as soon as the scent hits his nostrils, Lucas is a hundred percent sure he would have delivered a leg straight into the dick in front of him.

“Hey,” there’s an iciness which Lucas feels even though he’s overtaken by the pain in his nose. Lucas looks up, up; and here he is – the dick in all its ugly glory. Lucas tries not to fall on the spot.

“Lucas Lallemant is early? Am I dying or is it really happening?” Eliott cocks his head to one side, lips tilted up a fraction. Lucas smiles back sarcastically. What if he is late to almost everything in his life? That’s none of Eliott’s fucking business. Forcing the very delicious image of Eliott choking to death in his sleep to a dark corner of his brain, straightens his shoulders to stare at Eliott square in the eyes. He’s sad and he’s tired. So he doesn’t have any energy to deal with Eliott today, “Please crawl to whatever grimy hole you’ve crawled out of this time, Demaury.”

Footsteps follow his as he spots up the cardboard box holding the new records in the store room. Mika told him to stack them once he gets the time. He’s picking it up when the slime-covered asshat opens his mouth, “What are you doing?”

Lucas sighs, “Operating a spacecraft.” He moves towards the box, hearing Eliott’s footsteps falter behind him. “What does it look like?” Lucas picks up the box, but Eliott isn’t up to giving it a rest.

“Actually, leave it there. You’re on dusting duty today.”

The fuckin- “What?” Lucas turns on his feet. His stomach is doing weird somersaults. He crosses his arms across his chest and looks at Eliott, whose eyes are narrowed as if he’s examining Lucas. It’s like he’s plotting Lucas’s murder. And Lucas – he has a flashing thought. That would be the highlight of Eliott’s life, no?

He shakes himself into the present. And then gets the words out with great distaste. “Mika told me to stack them so.” He turns around once again, moving towards the box, only to be stopped by a hand on his shoulder. Lucas shakes it off quickly.

Eliott stands off to one side, his face in its perpetual state of frown around Lucas. “Mika left me in charge,” he says, leaning his wait on the door as he looks down at Lucas. He won’t be intimated. No.

Eliott’s eyes flick to the box Lucas has picked up as he turns around, heart and head set in determination despite the initial bout of anxiety and something else which still sings inside him somewhere. Eliott almost has a foot of height in Lucas, and if that isn’t enough to make Lucas flee to the mountains, there are parallel lines drawn on the skin his forehead. His eyes are green, the one which reminds Lucas of moss gathered on stones settled to the ocean bed. Solid. Firm. Steady. Lucas wants to reach out and slap that look off of his face.  Preferably with a chair. He raises an eyebrow; a challenge.

Something like light flashes on Eliott’s face, giving Lucas a look into an annoyed feature before turning neutral again. Like the plants viewed from the askew perception of water floating above the surface, Eliott’s eyes turn infinitesimally greener. “You’ll dust off all the records in the A to M section. Or if you’d rather I tell Mika about the time you scratched one of his Stevie Wonders vinyl, I’m down with that too.”

There’s no wonder in the way the box previously in Lucas’s hands retains its original place. No. Definitely not him getting intimated by that giant goo of citrusy smelly being with his head too far up his head. Eliott’s face transforms into one of his ugly smirks; the one which is belittling and totally hateful towards Lucas. Lucas just about launches his self upon him.

“If we’ve figured that out,” Eliott straightens his body, his eyes have that weird sparkle that they always gain whenever they see Lucas miserable, which is just about every fuckin time Lucas comes in contact with Eliott. “I also would like if you could hurry up. We don’t have all day today.”

Lucas bunches his hands in fists to his sides as Eliott walks out, all pretentious and glad as he is to have the final word. He blesses Lucas with one final boastful look over his shoulder, the green now as bright as day.

 It’s no biggie, Lucas thinks. He can easily refuse. There must be atleast a thousand records in the A to M section. Well, not a thousand but you get the gist. And Céline has been in Léon for the past week to attend her brother’s wedding. Which means the records wouldn’t have been dusted for years. Not only would Lucas have a stellar day cleaning them, but his terrible allergy would cause him immense pain. But the scratched vinyl and Mika’s wrath after knowing about it would cause him a direct ticket to his grave.

So with heavy steps and an equally heavy heart, Lucas stomps over to the racks holding the worn out records covered with dust. There’s something tingling in stomach. He swallows down the feeling, and pushes Eliott out of his mind. That fucking asshole. No wonder he hasn’t got a match.

He goes towards to the record player he persuaded Mika to get for the store. Eliott had brewed a shit storm when Mika had agreed. His ‘Music would be distracting’ was countered by Lucas’s ‘What kind of a music store would it be if it had no music playing?’ and in the end, Lucas had watched a brooding Eliott triumphantly as Mika brought in his uncle’s record player the next day. And so it beings him a great deal of joy as he places in a record in the player that Mika has given his permission to be played in the store.

The records in front of him glisten with the reason Lucas would be walking out of the store with his eyes on fire and respiratory track on a lock down. Elton John croons in the background as he takes out the sticky notes from his pocket (they come in handy when the situation is like this, okay?), tears off a note. Eliott doesn’t, thankfully, surprisingly, bother him once as he gets to work.

*

It’s to a violet and pink merging together that Lucas looks up to when he makes his way out of the store. Even though his eyes are stinging, and his throat feels like the surface of a cemented wall; all rough and scratchy with cheeks stained with the water his eyes won’t stop producing, Lucas still looks up as a bird takes flight into the setting sun, a silhouette of the fucking time and energy Lucas lost removing years’ worth of dust off of records and cursing the asshole parading the halls with a stick in his ass.

Lucas doesn’t know why Eliott has made it the mission of his life to make Lucas’s life hell. And he also doesn’t know why Eliott’s like warm, soft sunshine when faced with anyone other than Lucas. Hell, if Céline had been the one asked for the task, Eliott would have stepped right up as the fucking gentleman he is to offer to do it himself. And it is funny how once he’d spot Lucas, his face would twist like he’s sucking on a sour lemon or something. Lucas doesn’t get that. He can’t.

With a sigh heaved out of his super congested nose, Lucas starts walking back to his dorm, his bag slung over his shoulder. He had been thankful for Eliott’s absence as he was walking out. It gave him a chance to stick the drawing which he made onto the first page of some deep shit book Lucas knows Eliott keeps in the drawer of the counter. Eliott was nowhere to be found, and Lucas was left with the proof to reinforce his theory. He firmly believes that besides being a fucking dick, Eliott Demaury is also a ghost which keeps appearing out of the blue and then disappears as if it hadn’t been there before. And Lucas is quite okay with that. The role suits Eliott in more ways than one – but it’s also sad Lucas’s won’t be able to get the pleasure of murdering Eliott if he’s already dead.

A rain droplet falls from the darkening sky over Lucas’s head. It lands cold in the center, making Lucas quicken his pace as he rounds the final corner near the dormitory. Yann would already be there, and Lucas can pester him all night to get him some chicken soup.

He makes it to his room just as the rain starts pelting on the ground. Lucas kicks off his shoes as he enters the room. Yann’s hunched over the study table, half asleep from what it appears to him. It’s when a particularly loud sneeze bursts through Lucas that Yann looks up.

“You look like a vampire,” Yann snickers as he looks at him. Lucas doesn’t need to look in the mirror to see what mighty image he’d be painting with red eyes and pink nose and tear-stains on his cheeks. He drops his bag, takes off his wet clothes and jumps into the bed in his boxers. Muffling his face into the pillow he lets out a groans, “I hate that asshole so much.”

“Whom do you not hate?” There’s a smile in Yann’s voice. Lucas chooses to ignore it. He sighs, turning on his back and staring at the abomination he glued to the roof of his bed earlier.

“That’s not the point, Yann,” Lucas exhales, “He knows I have a dust allergy. But still he fucking blackmailed me into dusting the records. It’s like he was getting me back on something.”

“Well, you do keep making those drawing of him,” Yann stops just as Lucas sits up. He scoffs, “Whose side are you on Yann? I can’t believe he’s bewitched you too.”

Yann shakes his head. He looks like he’s regretting every of his decision which brought him here, to this second, with a Lucas with a quarter of his brain working. Fucking Eliott Demaury and his fucking charm. Lucas doesn’t get what’s so special about it.

“-and then I had to walk in the rain,” Lucas continues, sighing into his arm. There’s a light pitter patter which is reaching Lucas’s ears. Lucas would have been able to take in the sandy smell that must be wafting in the air if his nose hadn’t been so congested. It’s Eliott’s fault. All of it. “Fucking pretentious asshole,” Lucas mumbles.

Lucas turns his head. Yann has his contemplative face on, “Don’t take it the bad way Lu, but don’t you think you’re kind of hung up on him?”

Lucas sits up, shocked to his very core. With a gasp he splutters like a fish out of water, “I’m not!”

Lucas doesn’t know where Yann is getting these terrible thoughts. Lucas won’t fall a prey to that. Fuck. Yann doesn’t seem fazed. It’s like he’s done this every other day of his life. What, Lucas doesn’t know. “If you ask me, or Arthur, or Basile, it kind of seems that you are, Lucas. You bring him everywhere, you know? Even if the situation doesn’t call for it, you’ll somehow make it so it has something to do with Eliott. And I think that’s where your fault lies: You give him too much thought.”

And that is…..totally not wrong. Maybe partially, but – Lucas does bring him everywhere with him. And that’s totally on Lucas. It’s maybe the reason he’s so miserable half of the time. He gnaws at his bottom lip, then, as in afterthought, speaks, “Well, then, fuck the rain, I guess?”

Yann’s face lights up as a chuckle passes his lips, “You know what they say Lucas: April showers May flowers.”

Lucas looks at him from the corner of his eyes, “More like April thunders May blunders but whatever floats your boat, I guess.”

And like expected, Yann starts shaking his head, exhaling heavily. The sound makes Lucas grins and he looks up just as Yann clicks his tongue, “You’re a hassle, Lallemant.”

 “What do you mean? I’m a delight to have around.”

Yann clocks his head to the side, eyes narrowed, “Listen, I know atleast one person who would greatly differ with your statement.”

Lucas sighs, plopping his head back on the pillow, “Yann, you and I both know that Eliott hates my guts, so.” He shrugs. It’s common knowledge now. And wasn’t Yann just lecturing him about giving Eliott to-

“I was talking about your cupid, actually,” Yann has a terrible looking thing crawling into the fibers of the cells constituting the skin Lucas so badly wants to punch right now. The corner of his lips hitch up a fraction before he gets up from his chair, slinging his leather jacket over his shoulder. “I’m gonna go out for a smoke,” Yann says, a smile crinkling his eyes, “You sit here and think about him, okay?”

He’s out the door in a second; the pillow Lucas throws at him landing on the ground after harshly colliding with the door.

Fucking assholes.

*

 cupidcollns@cupidint.com

Dear applicants,

Requests for the new sessions have been opened. Kindly take out the prints of your forms from cupidint.com. Please make sure to send in your requests to your designated Cupid before Friday. Any and all requests received after the deadline will be rejected.

Yours truly, Cupids

Lucas stares at the bright flashing and too depressing email displayed on the computer screen. There’s a dull throbbing behind his left eyebrow, his eyes are burning, and Yann still hasn’t returned with the food Lucas messaged him to get for him a few minutes after his departure.

His eyes move from the screen severely damaging his brain to the ugly yellow form Lucas keeps stashed in case of emergencies. His pen rests on top of in a bit slanted. Lucas hates the very sight of this form; apart of tree wasted for nothing. He remembers the many papers like this he sent many times before, and still end with fucking disappointment. What or who is to say this time won’t be the same.

With a dejected sigh he picks up the pen and presses the clicker. Might as well sign up for another disappointment. It is as he starts reading What would you pick to describe yourself as? Please pick one of the choices and is in the process to bang his head against the table cover over the answers that his phone pings with a notification. He unlocks the device, squinting at the light flooding his burning eyes. His stomach coils in on itself.

Eliott D 💩         

céline will be back on friday

so it’s your duty to dust the records till then

also, you draw terribly. thought i should let you know

Lucas stares at the words with a newfound hatred which now boils beneath his skin and rises up like a tide ready to consume all of him. But if that happens Lucas would so something extremely petty and stupid. Eliott won’t let him live, and besides, Lucas is above that. He turns his phone off, and with a bout of energy coming from somewhere inside him, underneath his sternum, he picks up the pen and, because he’s inspired, starts drawing penises everywhere there’s a blank for answers he’s supposed to write. The letter’s going to be rejected anyway; Lucas might as well go down with dignity.

This is it, Lucas thinks, when Cupid8776 finally gives up on him. Ha. Lucas would finally be free of their trap.

(And, because he’s inspired, he also takes a picture of the penis, lines them up with the various shots of the stick figures currently accumulating in his photo library, and sends them all to Eliott D (Poop Emoji). In response to his last message, Lucas provides: i don’t think i’m terrible. i’m getting better at drawing your portrait, see and presses send.)

Lucas folds the letter into an envelope and is on his way to mail it. And when Eliott replies back with a chain of messages including some very gruesome you are fucking annoying and extremely threatening crawl back to the whole YOU have come out of, psychopath somewhere between that, Lucas doesn’t feel any remorse.

Like he said, he’s above that.

[madeofcc]

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Ecolifestyle review just below !

First of all, this review and all this gameplay story/legacy thing wouldn’t have been possible without @greenfooddog​ ‘s awesome gift :) Again, thanks a lot for this!

I’m not used to write sims reviews so I’ll try to give the up and down for every category. Feel free to contact me if you want to know something specific I don’t mention.

CAS : To be honest, I don’t expect anything from the CAS team anymore especially when I see how they look like irl. Not to be mean but once again, the CAS is mostly WTF outfits you would never probably see or wear irl ... This time I was surprised to find some cute items though especially the transparent top, the black hair we see on the cover (the one Samyah had when the story started). The men and child clothes are empty as usual but I guess it’s the way things are now ... 

Buy/Build : This is the main quality of this pack for me ^^ I really love a lot of things that come from this pack and I will use these items in the future for sure! The colours are nice even though they should add more slots to the shelves >< The only thing I didn’t like was the things our sims can create ... Most of them aren’t that great and I would have loved to have more swatches available ! Again, thank god there’s talented cc creator to change that :)

Gameplay : What I like : The new traits (always nice to have some more), the kind of realistic side about being a creator : the 3D print, the candle making, recycling making, giving presents we made, I also was suprised to enjoy making Fuzzy Juices. I kind of liked the neighbour plan and the fact that we can actually see the city changing every week. I wonder i this also works on another world and I will surely try one day to see if we can modernise Forgotten Hollow or Sulani, that would be a huge add to the game but I guess I’m actually dreaming ... Other thing I like is to compare the game with real life, I realised I’m living an ecofirendly life for most part XD The off the grid part is very functionnal now! You can basically create your own energy now! Oh and Evergreen Harbor is just beautifull ! I didn’t think I would love this world so much ^^

What I dislike about the gameplay : The carreers are very disapointing (always the same missions during all the career), most of the non eco friendly neighboor behaviour who keeps coming back over and over (loving is sharing huh?), I was also so disapointed to see that you basically have to have an active lot in each neighbour in order to keep it clean and green. And this is just to make it a little green, not fully >< I guess this is the most difficult challenge of the game now, especially when you only play with one family ! I also dislike th fact that in order to succeed at being eco friendly, your sims can’t rest ! Seriously, I rarely let he girls ate or slept during this legacy, I had to cheat everytime so the girl could do everything properly. It basically takes hours to make a candle or something with the 3D print, adding the fact that you have to go to work, to convince the neighbour to change and also to adapt your house to the new convention of the city! It’s a looot to deal with especially if you have bugs and if you want to live off the grid! Some unrealistic ideas are just hypocritical to me : the smoking vacuum, the fake meat .... Do you really imagine that in real life ?! WTF ?! The meat is really a ridiculous point but the vaccum smash it all ! When I first saw the trailer I was like : As if ? In game, it’s way worst because all the polution your vacuum gets, you have to put it in the trash later .... See the never ending circle? Ridiculous ... Also, does anyone of you have sold something? Jade and Samyiah created more than 50 things and it’s always a nightmare to sell these ....

At the end, I can say that I’m disapointed again with this pack :( It didn’t look like a good idea and apparently it wasn’t after all ! I’m so happy I won it otherwise I would have never bought it. Some things are nice but again, incomplete, especially when you think about kniffty knitting and laundry day that should have come with this pack (that is totally relevant now). The main idea would have been nice if it wasn’t that superficial as usual with this gen. I will probably try to change another world in order to try if we can but I’m really not sure about that and that would reall annoy me if I try hard for nothing ^^ If you consider buying this pack, please, really look for gameplay video or reviews before you do otherwise expect to be disapointed. Also, remember that this is just my personnal review of this pack and that I totally understand and not blame anyone who enjoy it. We all have different taste after all and it’s important to remember that. But it’s also important to remember that EA did better before ;)

[wabyebugs]

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[szopenhauer]

Why aren’t you texting the last person you kissed? I was busy but I’m back to it

Has someone ever called you at midnight on your birthday? I don’t recall anyone even writing to me at the time

Have you ever slept in the same bed as your friend? my current bestie? not really

Who was the first person you talked to today? mom

Will this week be a good one? it already is bad

Will you regret your next kiss? hope not :o

Are you the youngest person living in your house? yeah

Have you ever liked someone older than you? I had crushes like this but, not counting celebs, never much older

Would you hug the last person you hugged again? sure

Who did you text most today? my gf

Did a boy or a girl text you last? girl

Can you be your complete self around the person you like? almost

What’s a word that starts with the third letter of your first name? ugh it’s the same as first one!

Have you ever kissed the last person you texted? obvi

Do you always answer your phone? ...

Will you be up before 7AM tomorrow? let me sleep!

In the past week have you cried? lots

What was the last thing you looked up on YouTube? my own video - I recorded a huge spider that I spotted on our street, never saw such a big one irl before and wonder if it wasn’t someone’s exotic that ran away - I should probably kill it but boot wouldn’t be enough for that...

What’s the first thing you notice about the opposite sex? that they’re opposite sex lol

Would your life be the same without alcohol? I don’t drink so...

What was the first thing you thought this morning? that I feel sick and about the nightmare I had?

What were you doing at 2AM last night? watching tik toks?

The shirt you’re wearing, does anyone else have it? nobody I know

If you were offered to smoke some weed right now, would you accept? no thx

Do you plan on getting drunk or high tonight? no way

Who was the last person you high fived? with a gif or truly?

How many bracelets do you have on your wrists right now? 0

Will next Friday be a good one? I’m staying alone with my mother... if I live that long so I doubt it

How do you feel about spiked collars? >:D I like them, Nat too but for him it’s more symbolic

Who/what brings out the best in you? I hate that sentence...

What’s the weather like right now? it’s surprisingly warm, I was in the balcony seconds ago just in my shirt

Do you have the ashes of a family member or a pet? everyone’s who died in my family was buried

How often do you feel like you want to bash your head against a wall? often

Do you prefer flash or no flash on a camera? no flash

Is the Flash one of your favorite superheroes? he’s ok

How often do you use hash tags? very rarely

Whose tires would you like to slash? personal

What was the last thing you smashed out of anger? I don’t do that

How often do you take out the trash? frequently?

Has anyone ever told you that you look like trash? it’s because I do, I’m a raccoon :D

Do you own and use an eyelash curler? no but I guess it’s a better investment than mascara

Have you ever given another person or an animal a bath before? yes

Are there any bike paths in your area? it’s common which annoys me because cyclists are awful and cutting trees to make those paths ain’t eco

Are you a sociopath or a psychopath? Do you know anyone who might be? I might be, been told

Weirdest place you’ve ever had a cramp? dunno

Do you refer to your grandfather as “Gramps”? -

Last time you used a postage stamp? wow

Are there streetlamps on your street? What time do they turn on? irregularly (sometimes they don’t haha)

Have you seen Lady and the Tramp before? yasss

Is the squawk of certain birds annoying? Which ones? when it’s over and over again then every can get annoying *ale najbardziej wkurzają mnie jerzyki i szpaki