#ellie’s there in spirit btw

[ssahotchnerr]

happy father’s day to the one and only aaron hotchner <3

[coffin-hopping]

rlly not tryna be a hater or anything but I honestly do hate when all people can say about their favorite character is that they’re hot

I feel like this is kind of in the same vain as the “mommy step on me” and “girlboss yes queen” thing people do with female characters

I’m not saying stop thirsting over your fav I’m just asking if we could get a little more whimsy in the chat, I honestly just wanna see y’all interact with media in different ways yk?

yeah they’re attractive that’s awesome , what do you think they do for fun? at what point do you think it all went wrong for them? what’s their favorite song? were they doomed from the start? what part of the day do they like most? who failed failed them the hardest? who did they fail the hardest? tell me a reason you hate them just a little bit, now tell me why you love them.

this isn’t me having a problem with someone wanting to fuck a character they like, but more about that being the ONLY thing they have to say about that character, effectively boiling them down to how attractive they are. idk that jst irks me but whatever I’m not everybody

[elliespassagerprincess]

heyy could you write something based on Dark Red by Steve Lacy?

i love all your works btw

Dark red - (ellie williams x reader)

hi poookie!! thank you sm!! i hope you don't mind me writing this as a gore story, I've been writing a lot of fluff recently and i missed my violent stories, but if you want me to write a different version just let me know!!! i hope you enjoy <33

This story is based off the song Dark Red by Steve Lacy, if you can please listen to the song while you're reading:)

Pairing: ellie x fem!reader

requests are open! send me your silly thoughts

HUGE warning: murder, kidnapping, being held hostage, dead bodies, violence

Summary: in which she wanted you to herself

masterlist

"Something bad is 'bout to happen to me

I don't know what, but I feel it coming

Might be so sad, might leave my nose running

I just hope she don't wanna leave me"

Something bad was going to happen. Ellie could feel it in her bones. She doesn't know why she feels this way, but ever since she woke up this morning, she's been filled with dread. A heaviness in her gut she can't shake off.

Ellie sat at her desk, anxiously waiting for the bell to ring. She hasn't been home for the last 3 days because of school spirit week.

Ellie was so pissed off when she heard they were having a camping day, a sleepover and a all nighter back to back. Everyone was complaining that they were exhausted due to all the activities happening at school, but Ellie wasn't thinking about sleep.

She was thinking about you.

She was always thinking about you.

Ellie could see everyone was staring at the clock, they were practically counting down the seconds before the bell rang. They wanted to go home.

Ellie wanted to go home too, she needed to get home to you.

5, 4, 3, 2-

Before the bell rang the intercom went off. The students groaned thinking that they had to stay at school for another day.

"Can Ellie Williams please come to the principals office. Ellie Williams. I repeat, can Ellie Williams please come to the principals office"

fuck.

The bell rang soon after and everyone ran to the door, Ellie watched as they ran like animals.

"Fucking idiots" she thought to herself

She waited till most of the kids were gone, before she got up grabbing her bag and slowly making her way to the office.

She knocked on the door, and she heard a small "come in".

She let out a sigh as she reluctantly pushed open the door and she was greeted by a the principal and a detective.

What the fuck?

"Close the door and sit down" the principal instructed.

As she sat down her heartrate increased. Her ears were ringing, her palms were sweaty.

The detective cleared his throat before he spoke "as you know y/n has been missing for 3 months now"

She nods

"after further investigation, it seems you were the last one seen with her"

"Was i really or are you looking for someone to blame?" Ellie asked with a raised brow.

She knew where you were, but she couldn't tell him that.

"Ms Williams you're under suspension of kidnapping"

Ellies fists clench by her sides "why am i? Just because i was last seen with her?"

"You guys were best friends, many people said you were close, some say you where obsessed"

Oh she was mad. Ellie was really mad. She wasn't obsessed, she just cared about you.

"i wasn't" she said through gritted teeth.

"We think you know where she is"

Ellie got up, her fist hitting the table "so you're accusing an underage child of kidnapping? do i look like I'm capable of doing that?"

"Ms Williams-"

"no"

Ellie turned to the door and she stormed out. She walked out of the building rushing home to see you.

She hoped you didn't leave her.

"Don't you give me up, please don't give up

On me, I belong with you and only you, baby

Only you, my girl, only you, babe

Only you, darling, only you, babe

Only you, my girl, only you, babe

Only you, darling, only you"

They weren't wrong about what ellie had done to you.

But she had to do it! How else was she supposed to keep you to herself?

Ellie always has feelings for you. Ever since you shyly asked her for a pencil in year 8, she's been all over you. As the years went by her fondness towards you grew, you made her blush, you made her giggle, you made her so fucking happy.

Overtime the two of you built a good friendship but Ellie always wanted more.

It was a Thursday, the sun was shining and the two of had a science project to finish.

The homecoming dance was getting closer and she wanted to ask you. Ellie thought this was the perfect moment to ask you.

"So....with who are you going to homecoming?" Ellie asked clearing her throat

"oh Dina asked me"

"what did you say?"

"I said yes, i think Dina is cute"

No no no no no no no

Not her. You belong to her. You were hers. Not Dina. You were supposed to go with her.

No no no no no

"Ellie?" You asked with concern seeing her zoned out expression.

Ellie looked at you briefly before her hands wrapped around your neck. You let out a silent scream trying to scratch her. You tried fighting but you couldn't. Ellie was stronger than you, she was bigger too.

Eventually you went limp in her hands.

Heavy breaths left Ellie's mouth.

You were still breathing. Good.

She dragged you to her house, hiding behind bushes once in a while to make sure no one saw her. She dragged you into her house, and into her basement.

Ellie placed your body onto the cold floor and she watched you breathing faintly.

Now you cant go with Dina.

"Something bad is 'bout to happen to me

Why I feel this way, I don't know maybe

I think of her so much, it drives me crazy

What if she's fine?

It's my mind that's wrong

And I just let bad thoughts

Linger for far too long"

You're fine. You're fine. You're fine.

She's just having bad thoughts. Ellie has always had a tendency to overthink things.

She knew it was bad to overthink but she was always prepared for the worst.

When Ellie first kidnapped you, 3 months ago everything was fine.

You never screamed, you never fought back, you always tried negotiating or escaping which was good because she didn't need to tie you up or gag you.

You made things easy for her. Ellie fed you, she kept you company, she tried to be Dina.

She really tried to keep you happy.

You didn't need Dina, you needed her.

But for the last month you've been very sick. You barley spoke, you barley ate, you barley moved.

There was something wrong with you, she just didn't know what it was.

Since she hasn't been home for 3 days, Ellie didn't know if you would still be alive. There was no one to feed you. No one to talk to you. You were all alone.

You're fine. You're fine. You're fine.

She's just overthinking it.

Her house key rattled as she pushed open the door. She quickly made her way to the basement, unlocking the door. She walked down the stairs quietly calling your name.

You didn't say anything. She didn't see any movement. she slowly made her way to the bed she had made for you and there you were.

Your skin was pale, cold and it was turning blue. You weren't breathing.

Ellie let out a sigh as she gently grabbed your body, hugging you, not caring of the smell.

Atleast Dina cant get to you.

You were hers. You were safe. You were ok. You now only belong to her.

<3

[widderwise]

DP x SW

Danny Phantom x Star Wars fic Idea:

Btw, I have never posted on Tumblr before so I have no idea if I am doing this right. I am bad at communicating on the internet apparently. My son's friends think I am nerdy/geeky enough to be the cool mom though so I'll take it.

So, in Danny Phantom he Infinite realms holds all afterlives. However, only so many people form into ghosts after death. Highly traumatic emotional deaths and people exposed to ectoplasm if I understand correctly.

I was thinking about SW Mandalorians and how they think of death and souls. Nu kyr'adyc, shi taab'echaaj'la - "Not gone, merely marching far away"—;

When a foundling is adopted it's 'name and soul' and I've seen it referenced as giving that child a soul, sometimes even after they died.

"Comprised of a simple statement of intent, a prospective Mandalorian parent needed only to recite the phrase ni kyr'tayl gai sa'ad—"I know your name as my child"—followed by the name of the individual to be adopted." Wookieepedia

The Mandalorians have the Manda:

"The manda was a spiritual[2] and philosophical concept in the Mandalorian religion. Among the living, manda referred to a state of being, wherein a Mandalorian had achieved a philosophical unity of mind, body, and spirit. Additionally, the manda could refer to the collective soul of the Mandalorian people, with Mandalorians passing into the manda upon their death." (Wookieepedia)

I have a headcannon that the Manda would be an ancient spirit like Vortex, Undergrowth, and Nocturne. With the Mandalorians united under the Manda, they are far more likely to form as ghosts and 'go 'marching' in the Infinite realms than a random Joe. This would lead to a large Mandalorian civilization in the realms, most likely made larger by the Mandalorian tendency to adopt. The realms would have plenty of newly formed ghosts from all overt the multiverse, probably a lot without a particular afterlife they're shooting for.

For a fic idea I see a Mandalorian, say Jaster, coming across Danny (maybe he had to flee his dimension due to the GIW) and adopting him on the spot (or at least trying to). He can mentor Danny as a leader (if this is a ghost prince/king thing). Or for more zaniness Dani/Elli. Or both.

THis being a SW cross you can have Dani taking notice of the clones. Jaster probably keeps an eye on Jango if he can. Danny and Dani being halfas could go into the SW verse to help the clones. Maybe leaving Jaster to collect the decommissioned clones by adopting them on his behalf? Not sure of the logistics there. I like the image of him saving the decommed clones and keeping them safe in the realms.

Jango might not count the clones as his kids, but my understanding of Mandalorian culture is that you can't disown your kids (but they can disown you), so they might be born into the Manda anyway. The Manda (as a spirit in this AU) would be very upset I think and maybe ask Danny as King to intervene? Just spitballing now. Maybe send Jaster to haunt Jango until he fixes his ish (as much as possible). Maybe other former Manda'lore as well.

Fun additions:

Jaster/Ghost Writer besties or maybe more?

Lunch Lady feeding the clones

Technus vs droid armies :)

[canonically47]

review?

DCAS episode 17 - review

spoilers!! (but you knew that.)

i could’ve been writing poolverine fic to spend my time in a more rewarding way than watching this show but oh well we’re here now (read my new poolverine fic here btw they make me sick)

of course it had to be grett. with basically zero build-up, they have yet again eliminated a strong, powerful female character to let a boring romantic relationship with so much miscommunication get screentime instead. they fucked ellie over for the sake of tomjake and now they did it to grett for the sake of conriya.

it makes me actually sick how much ONC does not care for their characters. they’re such fucking sell-outs. i get creating characters just to make them fuck or die but for god’s sake you’re writing a show with thousands of fans. at least pretend to give them something. throw us a bone ffs

if it’s not evident by now, i think this episode was horrendously average. i would tear it down for being out of character, but what pisses me off is that it’s not. connor reverting back to his old self is not ooc, that’s for sure.

i’ll give them this, it was refreshing to not see the children jake and ally fight every ten seconds. good to see them working together, i guess.

riya winning by riding spirit was stupid. the rules were laid out in a way that i thought she would have to cross the line with bojack. and then it’s just like. nah it’s any horse actually. who cares. go wild.

riya winning in general was stupid. they forced a forgive-and-betray arc on her in the last second because they didn’t want to let her go and fuck that drives me crazy.

as the last gen 1 standing, i think it’s safe to assume jake will be in the finale. alongside him will probably be connor, because they wouldn’t pull that entire ambulance thing if he wouldn’t make it to the end, and riya, because connor has to defeat the big bad. or something. idrk what he has to do actually because one minute he’s over riya and the next his tongue is down her throat. i’m sick /neg

i miss when this show was actually good and actually cared for its characters. come back to me S1 ellie. come back to me S2 ally. come back to me S2 connor with no screentime to be fucked over by. come back to me actually good DSVC episode. come back

i’m only giving it this high of a rating because it’s in-character for all the stupid shit to happen, and as much as i hate to admit it, that shot with riya seeing herself surrounded by cameras and forcing herself to pretend was great. too bad she wasn’t in a better show with better writing and better lines and better voice acting to actually make that scene work. 5/10

[dykeomania]

okay you know what like maybe this is unpopular idk what the streets are saying i dont listen to the streets: I Love Cat. I Don't Care.

me rambling about cat nolastname for like, a time, because i can. honestly not rebloggable; this is not literature. I Personally? just love cat. i don't need to know anything more about her character! im putting this into the void! i love cat! no further questions! (btw if you're a minor leave me alone)

you wanna know who cat is to me -- Cat? To Me? is That girl, but she is That girl in a way that is so particular that you have to have experienced it in order to fully know what i'm talking about. Right? like cat is Fun. cat is so like.. art school.. grew up wanting to be an illustrator.. has a sketchbook.. was a bullet journal girl... dropped out probably to start tattooing full time... runs a Sick fucking instagram page like her art is insane. and like ok since we're here, like, a modern life au where she is still going to college and like ellie for whatever fucking reason decides to go to like fordham like she does and says that she wants to get her eyebrow pierced, cat is either a) the friend who drags her to inner city manhattan to the sketchiest looking place imaginable and gets her eyebrow pierced for her for like 15 bucks and it heals flawlessly or b) is the friend who Pierces it For Her because in her public high school she was the girl who was known for doing piercings in between periods and during lunch [policy reads as follows: friends and bad bitches get pierced for free -- everyone else, 20 bucks]. she's very like.. "wait you have a vision? let's make a pinterest board together" / "let me send you songs by this band" / "pre is on me, let's just go out tonight" and she's like Soooo messy like yeah she definitely just made out with someone's girlfriend and im gonna be so honest, she doesn't give a fuck, but cat is Here for her friends. everyone is sitting at the table in like her apt grinding out hw, and cat is providing spam masubi bowls and fried eggs because she's procrastinating on a charcoal portrait. like you hate her... but at the end of the day.. people love her. she's fucking Out of her Mind. but she's talented and free-spirited and knows where she fits but knows what she wants, and isnt afraid to go get it !!!! (SHE CLIMBED INTO ELLIE'S LAP LIKE YEAH), like she's just Her. i love cat. ugh!

[forgottenroderick]

OOC | The Empress

felt like making crests, and so im back on this train heehee! ok so im thinking that maybe the white/silver in guin's crest is perhaps a nod to her mom's colors, so im thinking that's probs one of the main colors we're working w here and, w that in mind onto the charge!

as a reminder, doves symbolize loving constancy and peace, good tidings; represents the soul, the spirit of god; peace, purity, chastity; and argent indicates peace and sincerity

from [ this list ], the charges (in no partiucular order save the one i came upon them hahah) that felt most ~guin's mom~ lsdkjafsldkjf to me felt:

lion (probs white) -- dauntless courage; bravery, strength, ferocity, valour

winged lion (also probs white) -- prosperity, power, bravery, wisdom, royalty

golden fleece -- power, authority, kingship

pegasus (white) -- fame, eloquence, poetic study, contemplation; poetic genius and inspiration; swiftness

unicorn (white) -- extreme courage; virtue and strength; purity

sphinx -- omniscience, secrecy, mystery, guardianship, divinity, providence, intellect

pomegranate -- fertility and abundance

annulet/ring -- fidelity, mark of fifth son

fusil/diamond (probs white) -- travel, labor; industry; (of yarn) negotiation

lamp, ancient -- light, hope, purity, devotion, divinity, wisdom, intellect, good works

wing(s)/vol -- protection; swiftness; peace, flight, freedom, enlightenment

(i noted the cases in which the sigil is probs white vs the bg being white...idk if that really matters but here we are kladjsfkljsdf)

what do you guys think? (also, thinking abt this and idk if guin has any maternal family still kicking but even if they're distantly related they probs got a bigggg powerup at court the instant that woman died ironically enough lakjdsflkjsdjkf great husbanding, there, roderick! as always...)

POTENTIAL NAMES

also thinking of naming guin's mom elaine (the og ophelia!) given the arthurian connections and also the woman dying for love of a husband too concerned w another woman (who btw ~was guinevere whom elaine greatly resembled!) to notice vibes...what do you guys think of that? this name is v ancient and has lotsaaaa meanings but that thing i did about aria and eilionora's names include most of 'em! since this is, ofc, using different base languages, a basis for eilia's name and that of her mother as well which is why ive hesitated so long to just call her this hahaha

some versions:

elaine

elena

elina

eline

eliina

ella

elli

elna

helen

helena

hella

helle

leena

lene

ilona

these are all (except for elaine which is the welsh/french arthurian vers of the name) are of scandinavian derivation, like the visigothic language

another potential is dido, a legendary carthaginian queen who cast herself upon a funeral pyre when (in some versions) her lover abandoned her to go conquering. another hella old name manyyyy meanings by now but "beloved" and "wanderer" and "god + fire + woman" and "gold/golden" are amongst the most common/recurring

dido

dino

dion

dior

diot

dye

elisa

elishat

elissa

elsa

gusta

lilli

lise

tenney

side note that tenney might also serve as her ~house name instead so that's smth too idk

there's also

ophelia

who ~also famously drowned herself after her lover betrayed her. it means "help/advantage"

or, finally,

glauke/glauce

the second wife of jason who was poisoned by medea, his first wife, and means "gleaming/bright"

also obv down for any suggestions!! these were just some ideas based on the empress's own fate hahahaah

[nokstella-archive]

new son, rotating him in my mind like a rotisserie chicken, bare bones as I need to go to bed but writing it down to have!

his name is August Theodore Levante; yes he thinks it’s as pretentious as it sounds lol friends typically call him Gus, his sister calls him Auggie (only she has that privilege btw)

has one sibling, an older sister named Violet Madison Levante. she’s around six years his junior and she has a son, Caleb.

August is 31 when the outbreak happens, visiting his sister and nephew. I haven’t hammered out where they’re at when it happens, possibly in Washington?

went to school originally to be a doctor, lasted about two and a half years before he realized he wasn’t feeling it and changed his focus to… yep, mycology 😎 he had actually just managed to get his ph.d. when the world went to hell

again I haven’t hammered it all out yet but I know he and his sister wind up in Jackson before the events of the first game. Violet, who used to be a teacher, settles into the role again for the kids in the growing community and also proves to be a good hunter; meanwhile, August’s background helps him and in a funny twist of events, he winds up working with the community’s doctor until by the time of the second game, he’s taken over as the main doctor

has a crotchety cat named Miss Sherbet Butterscotch the Third, or Missus for short, a patchy orange tabby that hisses at anyone who isn’t August. oddly enough, she takes to Ellie right away but eventually warms up to Joel. eventually lol

big fan of musical theater and showtunes, definitely a theater kid in spirit (was always too shy to actually get on stage though), and he’s constantly humming or tapping his fingers to a tune in his head

is a fairly good singer! but, he can’t play an instrument to save his life

had a fiancé before the outbreak but has no idea if he managed to survive or not, as his fiancé was in Arizona at the time maybe he made it who knows certainly not me rn

used to be deathly afraid of horses. he’s gotten better… sort of

keeps detailed records of the infected and always hits up travelers and such for any new info they might have; he often works on little guides that scouts use when they go out on patrols

it takes him and Joel about two years into knowing one another to get anywhere romance wise; Joel’s rusty when it comes to relationships and his experience with men is limited (but exists, bisexual Joel truthers unite) and he spends a lot of those first years in Jackson waiting for it to all go wrong. and so really they’re just friends, until one day they’re more and it’s really quiet, a subtle shift but that’s fine with them

uh that’s all for now except Joel doesn’t die and I’m rewriting a huge chunk of tlou2 because I love it but it could be better, I can make it better, I have the tools

oh! uh thinking Michiel Huisman as a fc? maybe!

[barbiegirldream]

SK anon here

So I found this pretty good article about romas history when czechoslovakia was still a thing (sadly its obviously in slovak, but if you want a link anyway I can give it to you) and I was wondering when did your ancestors leave the country cause they dodged a bullet. In 1959 the government made a decision to stop nomad romas from traveling all over the place by making them ask for permission to leave and made them stay in the part of the country where they were accounted for (that was for counting how many nomad romas live in Czech and how many in Slovakia). So if they counted them in Slovakia but they worked in Czech they had to be sent back to Slovakia.

Btw in my country you are going to be called a gypsy first and roma second so be aware of that, its been like that for a veeery long time.

My family left in 1923. My great-great grandmother did not like the sound of things when Czechoslovakia as a country formed or Europe as a whole and got the helll outttt with her husband. She was so funny about it too like they changed their last names no more Z’s and they did their very best to not appear as Roma. Still have one of their Ellis Island things. But alas after she gave birth to my great-grandfather she was forcefully sterilized here in America anyways.

Also I know about gypsy I was only ever told of our family being gypsies that it wasn’t even so big a deal that we moved cause of our spirits and the like. I just don’t say gypsy cause it offends other non Roma people around me 😵‍💫😵‍💫

[derrypubliclibrary]

Part 3! titled "how the fuck did they end up alive in the past when they're dead and also why did only the turtles come through?"

So, "ninpo" is the thing that lets the turtles harness their mystic energy and use their powers. Ninpo ties together those you love, it’s the connection between family and your ancestors. All of the future turtles had their ninpo blocked initially during the invasion, but they were able to unlock it after a confrontation with Kraang Prime. It didn’t end well, to say the least. Lyon’s ninpo seemed permanently blocked after he lost his arm in said fight, though the rest of the turtles’ powers remained intact. After their deaths, Ellie and Othello became spirits. They didn’t join their ancestors, however, because they were so closely bonded with each other and were too restless to move on without all of their Bale together again. When they opened portal to send CJ back in time, Angel turned into a spirit as well. Lyon joined them shortly after, but they didn’t get a chance for a proper reunion before they felt themselves pulled through the portal as well.

The ninpo acted as a chain because of their bond. When they all died, their ninpo was completely unblocked and grew stronger than ever. Since Casey was considered part of their Bale, they were pulled along with him when their ninpo felt hon leaving.

They didn’t all drop out at the same time. Because they were just spirits when they were pulled through, some weird magic-science stuff happened and their bodies were rebuilt before being spit out in the past. The longer they had been dead, the longer they were in limbo. CJ was put in the target time, the day the key was stolen. Lyon was dropped through a day after the end of the invasion. Angel came in two days later. Othello came through a week after that. Finally, Ellie appeared two weeks after. April and Cassandra didn’t come through because they were also tied to other clans (The Foot and April’s blood family) and their spirits were at rest.

oh??? this genuinely sounds so fucking sick? im eating this btw this is so good

[searidings]

Never done this before as I mostly use tumblr just as a way to peruse and not necessarily interact with others but I just wanted to say that the akawwjjd fic you’ve been talking about... well I’m the author! I wrote that last year and honestly accidentally seeing your blog has knocked me off my feet because of how much I LOVE your writing?!?!? Like honestly in disbelief over this! I don’t even know what to say other than I’ve read probably every single one of your fics and you’re incredible!

aaaaHHHHH first of all HI second of all THANK YOU FOR DESTROYING ME!!! i've not stopped screaming about your fic since i first read it and left a disgustingly long gushy comment on it and honestly i maybe never will so tysm for the pain <3 here please take all my love and tears and also these asks which are more for you than me anyway!

[deliriousbee]

Ms. Flores stepped into frame, and I haven’t been able to think since. The green jacket?? The soft bangs?? Ishiguro??????? Ellie chu and I are suffering and it’s unjust

[themori-witch]

How did you learn so much about Irish polytheism? I feel like I can barely find any people to follow or resources for it compared to stuff like Hellenic or Norse polytheism. Or it’s lumped in with other Celtic polytheistic paths. Who would you recommend to follow / any books / websites? (Btw I totally understand if you’ve already answered this and choose not to! Tumblr is just being weird and nothing shows up when I search your blog for like any tags!)

Hello!

I've been doing this for over 10 years now, and it's taken me a long time to accumulate the knowledge that I have - which, admittedly isn't hugely extensive as it is.

You'll often find various Celtic polytheistic paths lumped together because, although fundamentally distinct from one another, they share a lot too. There are deities and spirits, creatures and legends and stories that are shared through the mixing of people. It can be frustrating to wade through it all, I know.

Here are some of the resources I’ve used over the years:

LINKS:

Mary Jones Celtic Literature Collective. A Masterpost of Resources for IriPols That is Very Extensive and Helpful. A List of Deities (the drop-down option does state Gaelic, so it’s Irish and Scottish).

BOOKS: 

Celtic Myths and Legends by Peter Berresford-Ellis.

Dictionary of Celtic Mythology by Peter Berresford-Ellis.

Early Irish Myths and Sagas by Jeffrey Gantz.

The Ancient Celts by Barry Cunliffe.

The Old Gods of Ireland: The Facts about Irish Fairies by Patrick Logan.

Ireland’s Immortals: A History of the Gods of Irish Myth by Mark Williams.

Ortha Nan Gaidheal: Carmina Gadelica [in English and Irish] by Alexander Carmichael.

Pagan Portals - Irish Paganism: Reconstructing Irish Polytheism by Morgan Daimler.

If I can find or remember more, I’ll add them to this for you.

[immortalonus]

Dani/Ellie Phantom and Swyer's Syndrome

This is probably stupid, but it's been cluttering up my brain ever since I first remembered the condition existed, so I figured I might as well post it here.

So all those clones Vlad makes in kindred spirits: I'm almost certain you could roughly match each clone's appearance to real life genetic disorders (Which has lead "terminal bone disorder-fetus" to add another tick on my secret FBI watchlist, so thanks for that.) Some on a more one-to-one real life scale than others.

I may put some more research into the other clones sometime or other, but at the moment, lets focus on Ellie.

Ellie Phantom! One of only three halfas in the show, and, somehow, a female clone of a male gene donor.

Since Danny Phantom has managed to maintain a pretty robust fanbase since it ended in ~07 or so, there are already a bunch of good answers as to how a male teenager's genes could somehow lead to the creation of a 12 year old girl, one of the most popular being that Danny is, in fact, transgender, which would cause any genetic clone of his to pop out with an XX female phenotype by default.

Supposing that Danny is in fact an XY male, however, there are still a couple of options out there that could explain how his genetic code could be used to create a female variant of himself.

Because that's the thing, you know genes? Genes are strange, and when you add irresponsible mad scientists operating outside their specialty on top of ghost powers, things get even stranger.

And for the record, a lot of this is going to lean heavily on the idea that Vlad *is* operating outside his specialty here. Dude's an ectobiologist at best and a jack-of-all-trades ectoscientist at worst. Any understanding of how living (or half-living) things work is way outside his wheel house. Honestly, the man would be lucky if debilitating genetic anomalies were the only thing wrong with these kids.

Back on topic, Swyer's syndrome is interesting because its a disorder associated with the Y chromosome which leads to a near perfect female phenotype in the effected individual. Put simply, someone with Swyer's syndrome would present as physically female, despite being genetically male, a really stark example of how genotype (the information coded in your genes) doesn't always match phenotype (your physical makeup/how those genes present.)

While Swyer's syndrome doesn't seem to have one absolutely certain cause, what usually seems to happen is that early on in a fetus's development, the Y-chromosome does a whoopsie and fails to deliver its make-a-dude manual (*usually* the SRY gene) the way it's supposed to, so the body, lacking any instructions to the otherwise, just kind of defaults to a girl instead.

Physically, a person with Swyer's syndrome would be born with non-ambiguous genitalia, normal Fallopian tubes, and even a functioning womb (so long as an egg is donated from elsewhere). So far as I know, the only problem is that someone with this condition would have is that they don't have proper ovaries. instead, they just have "streak gonads", basically the reproductive equivalent of a confused shrug where you would normally expect the girl bits to go.

Those streak gonads are the primary way most individuals with Swyer's syndrome are normally found, as these things can't do stuff like "menstruate" or "puberty" the way actual ovaries would on their own. Completing a full female puberty and achieving menses requires administration of external hormones instead.

Streak gonads are also super cancerous, BTW. We're talking tumor-licious funtime levels of cancer here, which gives Swyer syndrome's otherwise subtle presentation something of a downside. Surgically removing those streak gonads is usually strongly recommended for long term health.

Interestingly, the lack of normal ovaries (and the puberty they play a part in,) has the potential to explain another oddity between Ellie and Danny: Namely, their apparent age gap.

While it's very possible Ellie's just younger than Danny because Vlad didn't have enough of his EZ-bake growth serum or whatever for her tube, what if she actually was 15 or even 16 years old, but doesn't really look it? What if she had something, such as the streak gonads associated with Swyer's syndrome, actively obstructing her ability to mature?

Ellie was lab grown, so the length of time she's been alive doesn't match her stage of growth, anyway. She'd have no way to tell for herself, and once Vlad realized he had another imperfect clone on his hands, I doubt he cared enough to bother with something as fiddly and time consuming as getting a proper measurement of her age. I can easily see him telling her "ur twelve," based off a quick glance at her looks and calling it a day.

So yeah, those are my thoughts on "What if Ellie had Swyer's syndrome." It's kind of a cool headcannon, though I have no idea how I'd implement it in practice. It was fun to research, I guess.

[doitwritenow]

Supreme Super family gets sucked up into WandaVision(let's imagine Tony's alive in this or is from the multiverse). Ironstrange think they're married with a high school kid. Tony is a science teacher, strange is town doctor, and peter is a regular kid. No memories of they're real life. Rhody, Pepper, and Aunt May and Morgan could be added to this too if you wanted.

OHHO! Sorry it took me so long to reply to this; I had to finish the show, for one thing, and then my brain started going all sorts of places with the prompt... and well. I have on heck of a ramble coming, so buckle up! 

(Also, spoilers through the series, so watch out!) 

— — —

It starts with a question on Vision’s job application.

That’s all. So simple, so innocuous, so innocent. Vision is casually recording information that he doesn’t yet realize he can’t remember, and he arrives at a line that asks his family history. It’s nothing complex, left on the application only because Wanda’s subconscious had glossed over the question. So does Vision’s, as a result. But he wants this job. They want to fit in, and so they answer the question truthfully.

Vision writes ‘Stark’, unaware. ‘Tony Stark.’

And pop. Just like that. 

On the edge of Westview, there suddenly is and has always been a small, well-kept mechanic’s shop. It’s run by an aging man with a bright mind and a brighter smile. He’s lived here since he came back from the war, but no one knows for how long. And he has no memory—no memory at all—of what came before. 

Of the round scar in the center of his chest. 

He doesn’t need to know. No one needs to know; he’s just a side character, after all. Just the answer to a line on a job application.

Just so that something, anything, about Vision’s life here isn’t a lie. 

-

Yeah, so Tony gets manifested within the Hex—but because he’s one of Wanda’s creations and not someone being mind-controlled, he is able to exist with agency within Westview. He has no reason, however, to believe anything is amiss; he’s been resurrected only to play a character, and his memories and surface-level motivations only extend to the limits of that character.

But Wanda has other regret. Wanda has other anger and understanding and forgiveness and gratefulness, and she knew Tony Stark, once. 

She knew his worst nightmare—and it’s easy to craft a soul from that, really.

(But it’s fine, of course it’s fine. Tony has no reason to pull down the walls of that hidden spirit. He’s content in his role, just like Vision. So it’s fine. 

… Right?) 

-

Agatha stands at the base of a towering barrier with her hands on her hips. One side of her mouth is quirked up into a considering, scheming smile, and her magic probes out around her curiously. This is the source of the power she’d felt; she’s sure of it. The spell work… the instinctual, unconscious spell work is so intense she can almost taste it.

How is it possible? What’s the secret? 

Agatha must know. And besides; this is the most interesting thing that’s happened to her since the seventeenth century. 

She’s about to reach out, about to cross into the heart of the magic, when she hears it. A footstep. Quiet and dark and making no attempt at stealth. 

Agatha grips her magic. “Who’s there?” she demands. 

Someone steps out of the trees. A human, Agatha thinks, though you can never be sure nowadays. He wears a hood of green and his hands are dark where they hang at his sides. 

“Witch,” the figure declares.

Agatha raises an eyebrow. “Can I help you?”

“Yes,” says Karl Mordo. “I rather think you can.”

-

Okay, cut to New York. Stephen Strange is exhausted, wrung dry trying to keep the edges of the universe from deteriorating now that the stabilization factors of the Infinity Stones have been destroyed. One task runs into the next, one morning into the night. One future into all the others. 

But Stephen likes the work; it keeps his mind in one place. He’s always alert these days. Always listening. 

So when someone calls out to him from New Jersey, he can hear.

It’s Mordo luring him in, of course, but he doesn’t know that yet. After Dormammu, and certainly after all those futures, Stephen has too much experience for Mordo to hope to get the better of. The old Master is still dedicated to his ‘too many sorcerers’ shebangerang, though, so he’s employed help. Maybe he can kill two birds with one stone. Two world-threateningly powerful magic users with one stone. 

Stephen follows the call, because of course he does. It sounds like a call for help; what else is he supposed to do? The kelpie situation in the Thames can wait. Wong waves him off, tells him to be careful without much hope of Stephen listening, and takes over the Sanctum for the few hours Stephen intends to be gone.

(It’s not for a few hours.)

-

But there’s someone else we should mention before we see what Westview has planned for Stephen. See, a certain spider-kid has just had his identity outed, and his only allies once called themselves Nick Fury and Maria Hill.

Nick Fury and Maria Hill, Peter discovers, are not Nick Fury and Maria Hill.

“You’re aliens?” Peter demands, his hands warding the space in front of him. 

Of course they’re aliens, part of him sighs. Of course. Why wouldn’t one more thing just go crazy in his life? Why let him remember what ‘normal’ even felt like? Why the hell not? 

“Er, yes,” says not-Fury. “My name is Talos. But we do still want to help you.”

Helping Peter doesn’t go according to plan. See, the Skrull try to approach SWORD for Monica Rambaeu’s help regarding the kid who saved their lives, but Monica has disappeared. 

Talos only turns around for two seconds. Really, it’s only a moment. But when he turns back, Peter Parker has disappeared, too.

-

“Woah.” 

Stephen stops, a hand coming up to shield his third eye as he squints into the absolute maelstrom of power swirling in a hexagonal wall in front of him. It doesn’t feel like the Order’s magic—not like something of the Mystic Arts. It’s something far more human and gritty. Stephen’s perception can’t extend through it. He frowns.

He takes a step forward, the Cloak swirling around his ankles, and begins to stitch his mental walls into place. His wards are strong, even unconsciously.

That’s probably what saves him, in all honesty. 

Two strong, human hands plant themselves in the small of Stephen’s back and shove him into the barrier. Stephen opens his mouth to yell, raises his hands to cast a spell— but blue and red are surrounding him now. Devouring him, now. They lick at his mind, slamming against unbreakable walls.

But they are unbreakable too. 

Stephen disappears. 

-

(Mordo used a portal to get behind him and knock him into the Hex, btw.) 

It’s those hasty mental walls that keep Stephen from being completely consumed into the Westview spells. He is not fully mind-controlled, nor is he left half-animated and frozen like most people near Ellis Avenue. But there is one main rule of Wanda Maximoff’s Westview, and that, Stephen can’t escape completely. 

‘No one remembers outside.’

Stephen doesn’t. In fact, he doesn’t remember anything at all. 

-

Tony Stark finds the man lying on the side of the road. He’s just finished dropping his kid Peter off at the Westview high school (it hasn’t occurred to him that it’s weird how he never sees the boy’s classmates. Or that Peter never seems to have stories from school. Or that the kid is always waiting in the exact same place that Tony dropped him off at whenever Tony comes to pick him up. Tony has no reason to think too hard; he’s just a side character—right?). 

“Uh, hi?” Tony pauses, the car puffing it’s irritation when he stops it too quickly. He cranks down the window and leans out. 

The man blinks, slowly, at the sky. He sits up hesitantly, like he hasn’t noticed Tony, and rubs his hand across his face. He pulls it away after a moment and frowns at it. Tony wonders why he looks so confused—it’s not like there’s anything wrong with the man’s hand. No scars or anything. 

“Hi, sir,” Tony says again. “Are you alright?”

The man jumps. He looks over at Tony—and there’s something weird about his eyes. Something… really weird. (Color, says a voice in the back of his mind that he hasn’t heard for a very, very long time. That’s color.)

“Who are you?” Tony asks. He parks the car completely now. 

The man looks down at his hands again. “I’m—” he begins. He’s frowning again.

“Come on now,” Tony encourages. “How hard can it be?”

The man tugs at the scarf around his neck—and it must be windier than Tony thought, because the edges of it are swaying as if of their own accord— and swallows. 

“I don’t know,” he says.

-

So of course Tony brings Stephen back with him. He prods at the man until Stephen manages to blurt out ‘Doctor Stephen Strange’ for no reason either of them can remember. But it makes Stephen relax, a little, to have it on his tongue. 

Tony catches Stephen staring at him after that. A lot. When he asks him why, Stephen has no clear answer; just a vague “you remind me of someone.” For Stephen’s part, all he knows is that seeing Tony gives him an indistinct sense of relief. Like he’d been missing someone deeply, and has now found it again. 

Still. He can’t quite put his finger on it. Just like he can’t quite put his finger on why his hands don’t hurt when he tries to write…

-

Vision visits Tony, sometimes, whenever he remembers, or whenever someone in the town mentions the old mechanic. He brings Wanda. They have fun, but Vision always goes home feeling slightly baffled. And Tony always feels like something hurts, deep in the center of his chest. 

Vision likes his adopted younger brother. (And Peter gets along just fine with the twins, too, when they come along, so Wanda doesn’t change anything about it). But when the man with the bright eyes stares at him with just a bit too much calculation on his face, Vision starts to be reminded of… things. Of suspicions. Of Geraldine and how she had no home and no history. And he doesn’t quite look Wanda in the eye that dinner. 

“What do you do?” Wanda asks, her voice a little hard, a little suspicious. Vision tries not to wince. Whatever it is she’s not telling him, this man at his father’s dinner table reminds her of it. 

Tony flips his fork, balancing it like one might a wrench. “Stephen’s a doctor,” he says.  

Wanda’s face flickers. “That’s funny,” she says blankly. “Because no one in this town ever needs one.” 

-

For a while, Tony Stark didn’t see anything amiss here. He was created, was consistent, was emptily and vaguely pleased. But Tony Stark is Tony Stark, whatever character he’s been told to play. Tony Stark wants to help people. 

And this man, this strange doctor with the eyes that would sometimes go blank for long minutes and the tears that would stain sharp cheeks for a reason he claimed not to remember, needs help.

So Tony Stark begins to scratch at Wanda’s walls. 

-

 “What do you mean he’s here?”

“I mean your little plan didn’t work,” Agatha says. She stands on the edge of Westview, speaking through a mirror of magic to the man outside. She’s liking this sorcerer less and less the more she works with him—but he has been rather helpful so far, so she continues to put up with him. 

“Does he remember?”

“No,” Agatha says. “The dad that Wanda made up for Vision has taken him in. It’s kind of adorable, actually.”

“Hm.” Mordo’s mouth twists. “You’ll finish the job?”

Agatha shrugs nonchalantly. “Sure. When I get around to it.”

“You don’t want to wait. Deal with Strange now, before he remembers how to be a threat.”

Agatha laughs. It’s brittle, fully conveying her hostility. “Ha, my good sorcerer, listen. Unless you want to come in here and do the job yourself, you’ll let me handle this my way.”

Agatha’s way involves getting to the bottom of things, of course. And that’s rather convenient… because Vision has begun to try to do the same thing. 

— — — —

Okay that’s all I have for now? The other bits are still solidifying in my mind, and it’s basically all Horrible Angst. I hope this scratches a little of the itch of your ask, though! Feel free, anyone, to add onto this if you’d like! I really enjoyed the show, and I think it has some really awesome AU potential. 

Thanks for the ask!!!

[rurpleplayssims]

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#5

After a few minutes of anxious waiting on Althea's part, Zoey appeared and entered the dining room (which had previously been Althea's bedroom).

"Sorry" Zoey said as she sniffed and picking up her fork. "I...err needed a moment."

"That's quite understandable" Althea said softly.

"This is your home now Zoey and you are more than welcome to your own privacy. I don't want to feel like you cannot talk to me so I shan't push you."

Zoey took a deep breath before she spoke, willing herself not to burst into tears again.

"I was caught off guard by how much change this is for me" she admitted. "I...I didn't want to stay in Tyler's home but several things have upset me this evening.

"Tyler didn't seem the slightest bit upset to see me leave, and whilst I get that we fought a lot, I just...I just hoped he'd apologise for his own actions and wish me well.

"But no, he...he didn't. He barely looked up from the television when I left!"

Althea was incensed to hear that Tyler had thought he could disregard Zoey from his life in such a mean-spirited way.

Whilst she understood that some people did not want children, she felt that Tyler should've at least made some effort to be decent to Zoey and let bygones be bygones.

I think I might need to have a word with Mr Ellis, she thought darkly. I will not have people who feel they could treat people like that in my town, let alone reaping the inclusive perks of being a founding resident.

Althea didn't let Zoey see any of her fury however.

It was all part of being a good politician and socialite, you were a master of the straight face.

"I will speak with him" Althea resolved, telling Zoey this. "I need to review his tenant agreement anyway."

"Are you kicking Tyler out of town?" Zoey said, half hoping Althea would and half hoping she wouldn't.

Althea shook her head.

"No, it's nothing like that. I need to review his rent and as he isn't willing to support you as a live-in parent, he will need to sort out child maintenance for you and the baby."

"Oh" Zoey said, not sure how she felt about Althea's words.

What had she been hoping for?

Even if Tyler gave her all of his salary, it wouldn't mend the hole he would make in her and her baby's hearts.

43 notes • Posted 2021-11-28 14:12:21 GMT

#4

STORY RECOMENDATION TIME! (again) 'Pleasantview...With A Twist!' by @vixsims

Again, I did review this story before but I don't think I did it justice and therefore I'm going to recommend it again! 😇

Easily one of favourite things about this series is how PRETTY and BRIGHT the pictures, life and how inclusive the stories are!

You can find the beginning of the story here.

I don't want to spoil anything but the mix of realistic everyday life with some TS2 gameplay features sprinkled on top!

Vixsims has made this a gameplay story telling simblr with re-rolled aspirations and assigned traits (from TS3) to each of the sims.

Also a fact that I love how there is more diversity with what sim's gender preferences are, which is something that in the vanilla game is sadly lacking.

Not a dull moment in this series and I look forward to every update! Please give this a follow and a read! It's awesome!

44 notes • Posted 2021-04-21 12:51:40 GMT

#3

It's another recommendation time! :D This Sims2 story is called 'Thirty' I believe and it's set in a yearly basis in Pleasantview written by @dunne-ias.

You can read in order from this page.

I stumbled across this one and therefore spent the entire afternoon/evening reading this!

Yes (OF COURSE) it's another Pleasantview based one! (duh!) but yet another take on the same set of characters!

I love it! Especially as it doesn't paint people as perfect, it shows all the nitty gritty of a person and accepting their flaws and improvements! Please give it a read, link is to the first page/prologue.

(Reuploaded this link as wanted to add a picture and tumblr was being awkward with the original post!)

44 notes • Posted 2021-04-02 09:16:47 GMT

#2

STORY RECOMENDATION TIME! (again)

'Dossanina' by @holleyberry

This was the first Sims 2 story I stumbled across on tumblr.

This was the story that opened my eyes to TS2 stories on here.

This made me keep looking out for amazing stories I've found since.

I love this story so darn much!

You can read it here! Please do so!

It starts off in the present day with Don Lothario happily married to Cassandra Goth with children of their own. Life appears perfect for them but then Cass goes to the park and discovers another familiar looking child in with a woman she knows was linked to her husband.

Then it goes back to how Don was in college and the story follows Don from there. I would say Don is easily the main character in this series.

It made me look at Don's character differently. The actual TS2 makes Don look like a woohoo-machine and like he acted like he didn't care who he was hurting. This Don is different and I think he is the Don I admire the most. It shows the realistic side that Don was meeting girls, dating them and being atypical decent guy.

It shows how he's known Nina and Dina for years, and shows a time when Dina got married to Michael. It shows the almost toxic relationship between Cassandra and her mother, the beautifully famous Bella Goth. Cassandra is shown as painfully shy and unsure of herself. Nina is a typical romance sim who loves woohoo but isn't into marriage and long-term relationships. Dina is shown as a family sim, caring about Alexander and NOT the gold-digger she is set out in the game to be.

This is mostly set before the actual TS2 starts and I LOVE the backstory and buildup because it shows Don working hard in his career, his frustration at being moved to Pleasantview for his job and his wingman Goopy GilsCarbo.

It hilarious at times, it's emotional and it's STUNNING.

Please give it a read!

It inspired me to write my own version because I related to this one so much.

EDIT: I should admit here that I kinda copied how Don's condo looks in my story to how his Pleasantview condo in this story looks! I'm sorry I preferred it that way!

104 notes • Posted 2021-04-21 13:20:37 GMT

#1

📝Campbell University is complete! 📰

Named after the town's founder, Campbell University is a prestigious and upcoming centre of learning which specialises in Sport, Humanities and Language.

I will probably tweak the dorms and private homes a bit once the first students start attending. Yes, I know I haven't even got a sim in the Education career yet but I very rarely create a neighbourhood from scratch and I'm actually quite proud of myself! 😀

In case anybody wanted to know, I used the Rosedale map which you can download from @poppet-sims.

136 notes • Posted 2021-11-08 18:03:22 GMT

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