#excited to show my other sims costumes

[pepperonijem]

I. i wish that you and i lived in the sims || to.you

"... but instead we're both at some trashy halloween party downtown.''

summary: When your friend Eren invites (bribes) you to come watch his band play at a stupid frat party, you're surprised to see that Levi Ackerman from your social psychology class is the lead singer. pairing: Levi Ackerman x gn!reader content: alcohol consumption, frat parties songs mentioned: about last night - monsta x, sims - lauv

A/N: I'm so excited for you all to read this story! I recommend listening to the songs as you read the chapter, and enjoy!

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“Eren, why the hell are you dragging us out to this party?” you complained to your friend as he sat on your couch with his feet on your coffee table. You shot him a glare and almost immediately he swung his legs off. 

He simply shrugged in response, the movement of his shoulders barely recognizable under the giant pumpkin costume he wore. “The band’s playing at some pre-Halloween party, Hange told me to invite all my friends.”

A scoff came from the other side of the room, where Jean, in his “sexy cowboy” costume, was leaning against the wall. “Do they know that you only have two of those?” You heard a laugh beside him as Eren glared at him.

“You’re here too, aren’t you?” Armin chuckled at Jean. “That makes four at least.” He put up each finger on one hand as he listed off everyone present: himself, you, Jean, and Mikasa.

“I’m not his friend,” Jean rolled his eyes before looking away. “And Mikasa’s his girlfriend, she doesn’t count. So yeah, smart-ass. Two friends.”

He pointed at you and Armin, who were dressed in matching pumpkin costumes with Eren. Mikasa , who was dressed as Morticia Addams, nodded in agreement. Jean, to some extent, was right. He sat by Eren in the psychology class you two shared (often asking if the two of you could share your notes with him) and Mikasa comes to Eren’s shows all the time.

“Hey,” you pointed out. “The pumpkin costumes were not my idea. I wanted to be Pitbull.” You attempted to cross your arms over the orange felt encasing your body, to no avail.

“Not fair,” Armin countered. “We’ve been matching pumpkins since the fourth grade.” 

“Why is Mikasa exempt this year then?” You huffed.

“I told you guys I’d be a pumpkin on Halloween,” she shrugged. “It’s October 17th.”

You rolled your eyes. She had a point. And it was far too late for you to find a different costume now. Jean scoffed at your playful bickering. “At least you’re a hot pumpkin,” he joked. You were used to Jean’s flirtatious comments by now, but you never really took them too seriously. He seemed like he only did it to get a rise out of Eren, who’d come to fill some sort of brotherly role in your life since you were kids.

“Yeah?” Eren spoke with a mischievous glint in his eyes. “Glad you think I’m hot.” He and Armin exchanged a laugh as Armin walked to comfort a sulking Jean.

“Not you,” Jean turned away, swatting an arm out at Armin who pat him on the back pitifully. “Ugh I don’t even know why I agreed to come along.”

“Because you needed my notes to pass class, dumbass,” Eren retorted.

Remembering your psych class, you cleared your throat before speaking. “Anyway,” you began. “The point was that we have a psych exam tomorrow and Halloween is still well over a week away.”

Eren mumbled something about the frat wanting to beat all the other frat parties happening and promising free coffee for you tomorrow in exchange for coming out tonight. You rolled your eyes in response. You couldn’t be begged to come, but you could be bribed, apparently.

With that, three pumpkins, a sexy vampire-esque housewife, and a not-as-sexy cowboy made their way to the local frat house. It felt pretty ridiculous really, to see the five of you (especially the pumpkins) all pile into Eren’s beat up Camry on a random Sunday in October. 

The blue and white house that sat at the end of Greek row still seemed relatively untrashed, save for the (decorative?) shopping cart filled with empty cans of beers and seltzers on the front lawn. The party had yet to hit its full swing and you internally groaned at the thought of being here all night. Upon entering, the four of you followed Eren to where his band was beginning to set up. Somehow, they had managed to set up a stage in the cramped first floor of the house. 

Eren’s band, No Name, consisted of him, and three seniors from various departments of the school who were all also somehow academic weapons: Hange, a rather eccentric pre-med biology major on keyboard; Miche, a finance major on drums; and Levi, a biomedical engineering major, was their lead guitarist and lead singer. Eren himself played bass, and was a junior in music education.

He started in the band around the end of the spring semester when Erwin, the previous bassist for the band, and the others came up to him after one of his recitals to invite him into the band. Eren talked about his band members a lot, but this was the first time you were going to meet them in person. 

The rest of the band was already on stage, tuning their instruments and messing with the amps and wires that were scattered around. They looked up at Eren as he hopped onto the platform to join them. Hange gave him an excited wave as they played a few test notes on the keyboard. Miche gave him an acknowledging nod, before turning his attention back to his drums.

The third member, Levi, looked up and nodded at Eren before glancing at the rest of you. He seemed surprised to see you there because you watched his gray eyes flicker back to you. His gaze was intense, but cautious. You turned your head in confusion until you realized you’d seen him in class before. You hadn’t really spoken to him before, but you gave him a light wave anyway and he returned with the same nod he gave Eren. 

“Mikasa,” Hange greeted her excitedly. “I love your costume, you are so cute.” Mikasa blushed at the compliment and thanked them in response. Miche was not in costume, but Hange and Levi seemed to have a matching motif – They were wearing all white with a halo headband atop their head, and Levi in all black with devil horns on his head. Hange turned their attention to the rest of you and hopped off the stage to meet you. “Armin, you’ll have to introduce me to your friends.”

“Right,” Armin started. He introduced you and Jean to Hange and to Miche and Levi who were listening while finishing up. Jean nodded to Levi who looked at him with a raised eyebrow. 

“Hey bro,” Jean greeted. Levi scoffed in return.

“Not your bro,” he replied curtly. Hange raised an eyebrow at him in amusement. “This is that idiot who sits in front of me and watches Fortnite streams during class.” Hange hummed in recognition as Levi explained. You couldn’t help but let out a chuckle at Levi’s dry response and he turned his slate gray eyes to you.

“He’s right Jean,” you agreed. “You are a bit of an idiot.” Levi’s lips twitched at your agreement.

“And you’re the one who shares notes with the idiot so he passes,” he turned to you.

“Yup,” you affirmed with a grin. “His savior, if anything.”

Jean opened his mouth to retort before a voice caught everyone’s attention. Connie, the president of the frat called out to Levi. He was dressed as a minion. “Hey Levi,” he greeted. “Are you guys ready? More people are starting to show up, so I figured I’d ask if you guys were ready to start your set.” Levi nodded and Connie turned to the rest of you. “There’s snacks and drinks in the kitchen.” He leaned over and lowered his voice conspiratorially before adding, “I’d go ahead and dig into the charcuterie before Sasha gets here and gets a whiff of the prosciutto.”

The group of you moved away from the amps by the stage and towards the kitchen where, sure enough, enough alcohol and snacks for an army were haphazardly layed out. A strum from the guitar and a tap on the mic caught your attention as Levi introduced the band. “Hey everyone, we’re No Name. Enjoy, I guess.” Without any more fanfare, he turned to Miche and nodded as they began their first song, a rather upbeat song about partying. The cheers from the now crowded living area spurred them on. With a fresh drink in your red cup, you made your way back towards the stage to watch the group.

Honestly they were pretty good, and you wondered why it had taken you so long to actually see one of their shows. Hange had an upbeat and charismatic aura on stage, constantly bouncing on their feet and even sending an occasional flirty wink to people in the crowd. Miche seemed to get lost in the music and you watched as his eyes shut and he seemed to be in his own world. Even Eren, who looked stoic enough nodded his head along to the music and you could recognize his voice ever so often in a high harmony. 

And there was Levi.

 Although he didn’t look it… or particularly sound like it from his cold and short manner of speaking, had a melodic tone to his low voice. He was much different on stage than what you had gleaned from him in the short interaction you had with him. Then, he felt intense and closed off, as if he had already placed himself at an emotional distance from those around him. His stage presence however, was magnetic – the way he leaned into his microphone and would turn to face the band every so often to give cues, he seemed so in command, The way he’d smirk every so often or scan around the audience, it made you want to be the object of his gaze. it was impossible not to stare. 

“About last night, I was undoneGod it feels right, being so wrongAnd I realized, all the blurry nights are when I feel alive.”

You looked around at your friends as you began to dance. Mikasa gently bobbed along as she watched Eren with adoration in her eyes. Armin nodded along to the song while he took a sip from his red cup. Jean was talking to a girl who was quietly giggling at whatever he had just whispered in her ear. This was fun, you concluded.

Back on stage, Hange hit a high note that caught your attention and the fanfare told you the song was coming to an end. You watched mesmerized as Levi stepped away from the microphone to strum down on his guitar, head nodding along to the music before returning to the mic and gripping it with both hands. “About last night…” he trailed off and ran his hands through his jet black hair. The rest of the band continued on with the last measures of the song, Eren’s fingers flying up and down the neck of his bass and Miche running through the end of a drum solo. 

You found yourself grinning as you clapped and cheered along with the crowd. After a brief pause, Eren’s bass kicked off the next song and you scurried off to the kitchen to top off your drink and grab a snack. With the light buzz of alcohol in your head, you began to realize you didn’t seem to particularly mind the growing crowd dancing alongside you. Time seemed to pass quickly as you found yourself eagerly waiting for each new song the band played. The energy on stage felt electric and contagious, and you found yourself locked in on one member in particular – Levi.

There was something about how he sang each lyric with a raw rasp in his voice and the way his fingers slid down his fretboard with ease that made him so good to look at. The music they played was fun and upbeat, but when they slowed down for a final song, it surprised you enough to snap you out of your trance as Levi spoke in the mic again, leaning in enough that his lips touched the cold metal.

“It’s our last song of the night,” he began with a sigh, catching his breath from the last song. He grabbed his water bottle that was by his mic stand and took a quick sip before wiping some sweat off his brow and continuing. “Let’s chill the fuck out and slow things down. For the last time, we’re No Name.” 

Levi’s voice came out over a smooth melody on the keyboard. As people began to gather in pairs or move away from the dance floor, you found yourself close to the stage once again. Levi seemed to catch your eye as he continued to sing and strum gently. His voice had a gentle vibrato to it and it was mesmerizing.

It wasn’t till you felt a tap on your shoulder and you saw Levi’s eyes flicker to a figure beside you that you turned to see Jean offering his hand out to you. “Wanna dance?” he asked casually. You shrugged as you slipped your hands around the back of his neck. His hands awkwardly found your waist, squishing your pumpkin costume in the middle so you looked a little bit more like a squash instead.

“What happened to that girl you were with earlier?” you asked Jean curiously. You had hung out with him a couple of times outside of class, mostly to study, but Jean never seemed very interested in you past being a study buddy turned friend.

“She was definitely more interested in other girls than she was in me,” Jean chuckled quietly. “Plus you looked kinda silly, a giant pumpkin standing by itself in front of the stage.” You turned around, eyes wide, to realize that you were in fact the only person who was on the dance floor alone. Mikasa had gone off to the kitchen to find Sasha and Armin was dancing softly with the girl he’d been talking to lately. Jean must have noticed your embarrassment because he was quick to continue speaking. 

“Don’t worry,” Jean continued. “I too would be transfixed if it seemed like a hot singer was singing right at me.” You felt yourself blush at his comment. 

“Shut up Jean,” you chastised. “Or else I’ll tell Levi you think he’s hot.” “Game respects game,” Jean chuckled with a shake of his head and leaned in to whisper near your ear. You could hear the smirk in his voice. “Don’t believe me?” You shook your head no in response. “His eyes haven’t left you since we started dancing.”

Sure enough, Levi was still watching the pair of you as you gently swayed to the melody. The song came to a close soon after and Jean jokingly twirled you away from him before whispering “Go get ‘em tiger.”

You found yourself stunned as he walked away and turned back to the stage just in time to see Levi set his guitar in its case before hopping down in front of you. Without his guitar slung in front of him, you could see his outfit better. He wore a black turtleneck that clung nicely to his toned chest and arms and black slacks. The only Halloween-y part of his outfit were the devil horns that sat on his head… which he promptly removed. Even with his hair disheveled and the glow of sweat on his skin, he looked good. He ran his hands through his hair and took a sip of his water, not once breaking eye contact with you. It felt a little intense, really, and even more so when you realized you couldn’t read anything from it.

“You guys are really good,” you offered with a grin. “I really liked that last song.”

“Thanks,” Levi nodded. He let the silence sit for a beat before continuing to talk. “You’re in my psych class, right?”

“Yeah I am,” you confirmed. “I sit next to the dumbass.” Levi’s lips turned upwards in amusement and he nodded.

“Cool,” he said simply. He didn’t say anything else, but he made no move to leave either, so you tried your best to continue the conversation.

“When–”

“We–” 

Levi finally let out an amused scoff. You figured that’s the closest you’d get to a genuine laugh, and it was enough to put your nerves at ease for the time being. “Go ahead,” you said.

“We’re playing at another party in two weeks if you want to come,” he said cooly, but the way his fingers fidgeted around the plastic water bottle as if it was the neck of his guitar made you think he might be thinking about this conversation as hard as you. 

“Sure, I–” you paused as you thought about the date. “Wouldn’t that be November already?”

A scoff escaped his lips again. “Yeah, some stupid shit about a post-Halloween soiree leading into no-nut-November. A gig is a gig, I guess.” He sounded less than amused about the theme of the party but shrugged it off.

You laughed at the stupidity of it all. “Sure, yeah, I’ll try to come by.” 

You smiled at him. He smiled back at you, well, smirked more like. “Cool,” was all he said.

A buzz from your wrist caught your attention, reminding you that it was nearing 1 a.m. and that you had told yourself to go home to study for your exam. You looked back up at Levi apologetically. “Sorry,” you began. “I have to get home, I want to study before tomorrow.”

Levi hummed in acknowledgement and you wondered when he found time to study for his own classes. He nodded towards the door, offering to walk you out. He didn’t really say much until you were both at the front porch of the house, with the cool autumn breeze seeping through the felt of your costume. “I’ll see you around?” he asked.

You nodded in response. “See you around.”

“Cool,” he said again. You moved to begin walking home but turned back with a smile and a two finger salute when you heard him say “Nice costume, by the way.” You had a feeling he wasn’t going to say that to Armin or Eren.

—

Sure enough, the next time you saw Levi was after your psychology exam the next morning. 

You had woken up at your desk after falling asleep studying with only 20 minutes until class began. With no other options, you quickly brushed your teeth and washed your face but ran out of your apartment without bothering to change clothes. You arrived just in time for the test to begin, but too late to sit in your usual seat by Eren and Jean. 

Last night after coming home from the party, you found it difficult to focus on your notes. All you could think about was Levi and his piercing stare. You’d definitely seen his gray eyes before, but being the subject of their gaze was something else entirely. You recalled the feeling in the pit of your stomach the first time he looked at you. It wasn’t until your phone buzzed with a text from Mikasa stating that she made it home safely that you snapped out of your daze enough to begin studying. 

When the exam was finally over, you met the two of them outside of the classroom.

“No, you idiot,” Jean argued. “You’re thinking of the halo effect, the answer was the reciprocal liking effect.” They were in the middle of arguing about what the correct answer on a part of the exam was and you watched Eren scramble to pull his messy notebook out of his backpack to find it in his notes. Before you could interrupt and correct them, a low voice beat you to it.

“It’s the mere exposure effect, you dumbasses,” You turned around with a chuckle, stepping aside to give space for Levi to stand with the three of you. He wore a crisp white t-shirt and black sweatpants and you felt slightly embarrassed at your own pajama pants-hoodie-bedhead combo.

“Huh?” Eren asked as he tried to skim through his notes. “But isn’t that–”

“Mere exposure suggests that the more times we encounter someone or something, the more we tend to like it,” you explained. Levi nodded in agreement.

“Looks like the studying paid off,” he commented, turning to face you.

“Sure did,” you replied before a yawn escaped your lips.

“Take a nap,” Levi suggested, looking you up and down. “You look like shit.” You turned to him with a sharp eye before you realized that was his attempt at witty banter. Instead of a scowl, you rolled your eyes instead.

“I’ll nap after this one buys me a coffee.” You gestured to Eren who had now turned back to Jean to argue about a different question. Levi nodded back before turning to the voice that called his name from behind. It was Hange and Miche.

“See you around,” he said before heading in their direction.

You didn’t see Levi much after that day. Or Eren for that matter. 

For the next few classes, Eren and Levi left rather promptly to have band practice in preparation for their early November gig. So those days, you found yourself walking to the library with Jean.

“I haven’t seen Eren have to go to practice this often since the summer,” you had noted to him as you walked. The party was tomorrow night, and Eren and Levi skipped class altogether for rehearsal so you promised to send Eren your notes.

“Yeah,” Jean agreed as he brushed a fallen leaf off the top of his hair, ruffling it in the process. “But apparently they have a new song on their setlist, so I guess that’s why.”

You were surprised to learn that Jean had a conversation with Eren past arguing over class notes, and you noted the shade of red that dusted the tops of his ears when he saw you look at him inquisitively. “Oh? Did Eren tell you that?”

“Yeah,” he scoffed. “And what about it?”

“Nothing,” you replied coyly. “Just glad to see you guys are friends now.” Jean rolled his eyes and you shoved him playfully. He shook his head with a soft laugh.

“I guess if I have to see him every day, we might as well be friends,” Jean admitted. “Mere exposure effect or whatever.”

“Aw, you are learning, Jeanny boy.” 

The next evening you found yourself at yet another frat house in front of another stage. At least this time you weren’t in a pumpkin costume, but rather in an actual outfit that you felt good about (One that wasn’t picked out by any of your friends).

You managed to arrive in time to catch the band setting up, wanting to offer help, but not really knowing how. Instead you sat on the couch beside a bored looking Mikasa as she fiddled with the cup in her hands. 

“Most people don’t show up to parties until they’re actually parties,” Mikasa sighed as she rested her chin in her hands. She watched as Eren fiddled with the tuning pegs of his bass in front of Levi who played him his pitches. You chuckled in agreement. There really wasn’t much going on quite yet as the party had yet to truly begin.

“We could have come by later in the evening,” you replied.

“Nah,” Mikasa countered. “I’m bored, but I’d rather be bored here with Eren than bored alone at home. Plus this way everyone knows I’m ‘with the band’ or whatever. Keeps weirdos away from Eren.” As if to prove her point, she sent a glare towards the poor girl who walked up and offered Eren a water bottle. She had a point. She had a reason to be here early, but did you?

You could say that Mikasa dragged you here with her, but she didn’t really. You weren’t really “with the band” either. You looked back over at the stage and caught Levi’s eye. He gave you a single wave before turning his attention to his microphone stand. Maybe, you thought, it was reason enough that you liked seeing the band set up.

By the time No Name got to the middle of their set, you were having a great time dancing with Mikasa who was more than buzzed. You also felt a little tipsy, but you were nowhere near Mikasa’s level. One of you had to be sober enough to care for the other. Levi cleared his throat into the mic before speaking. “This is a new song. Happy Halloween and no-nut-November.” Although his face remained passive, you could tell Levi was poking fun at the drunk frat boys that were scattered about and cheering loudly.

Mikasa leaned over to you as a keyboard melody began to play. “Eren said you’d probably like this one,” she slurred into your ear.

“I wish that you and I lived in The SimsWe could build a house and plant some flowers and have kidsBut we’re both at some trashy Halloween party downtown”

Levi let his guitar hang around his neck as he wrapped both of his hands around his microphone and leaned in close, as if his proximity to the microphone could fill the room with a sense of intimacy.

“I wish that we lived on a VHSI'd erase the things I said and that I'll probably say againHit rewind on all the times I got lost in my head”

Mikasa was right, and you were pleased to know that your many years of knowing Eren paid off in him knowing your taste in music. You wondered if he had any influence in writing it and you made a mental note to ask him about it some other time. It was a different vibe than some of the songs the band played last time you saw them, but the crowd seemed to enjoy it and so did you.

The rest of the set was filled with songs that were familiar to you – songs you heard at the last show, and songs that you’d heard Eren practice when you came to visit him and Mikasa at their apartment. Same as last time, the set closed with a slower song, but with no dance partners in sight, you and Mikasa stumbled out to the backyard instead, opting for some fresh air. In the moonlight, you could see the red glow that rose in her cheeks, a side effect of the alcohol. Knowing her, she was on the verge of falling asleep and you were thankful that Eren would be finished with his set soon and could deal with her instead. As much as you loved your friend, Mikasa became a deadweight when she was drunk, as if all her muscles became laced with actual iron.

As if on cue, the final strum of the song rang out and soon after, Eren plopped down between you and a sleeping Mikasa. He scoffed at the sight, but the red in his ears betrayed his attempt at a cool demeanor. He pulled out his phone to take a photo of her in her peaceful state and you laughed softly.

“You know she’ll kill you tomorrow morning once she sees that,” you warned him. Eren chuckled and shook his head as he reached under Mikasa’s back to pull her into his chest and she hummed at the familiar warmth. It was hard to believe that in any other square inch of this party there were frat boys throwing up on the grass when a scene as soft and gentle was playing out right in front of you.

“Eh,” Eren shrugged carefully, looking at her adoringly. “I think I can take her.” He smiled as he pressed his lips against the crown of her head before looking back towards you. “Did you drink tonight?” Eren asked.

You nodded and reached your hand up to feel how warm your cheeks had gotten from the alcohol. “Not nearly as much as Misa,” you answered.

“Do you have a ride?” Eren asked. “I didn’t drive today.”

“I was just planning on walking back,” you shrugged your shoulders. Eren’s brows furrowed together in concern.

“If Armin’s around, you should ask him to walk with you,” Eren suggested. “Or I guess that horse-faced dumbass. He’s fine, I guess.” You laughed at Eren’s mention of Jean.

“I didn’t even know they came,” you admitted.

“They showed up kinda late,” Eren explained. “I saw them show up towards the end of the set.” You hummed in response.

“I’ll keep an eye out then,” you promised as you turned away. “You sure you don’t need my help?” You glanced at Mikasa as Eren waved you away.

“Text me when you get home!”

Back inside the house, the sounds of the band had been replaced with someone’s playlist blasting over the speakers. After doing a lap around the house, your two other friends were nowhere to be found. You knew you were hitting the end of your own social battery as you approached the kitchen in search for a water bottle to take with you before heading out. Although you didn’t drink as much as Mikasa did, the warmth in your throat reminded you that it would be a smart idea to start hydrating. You immediately headed for the cooler that was propped on the counter and dug through the ice and cans of beer until you found what you needed. You wiped your hand against the fabric of your top, trying to regain feeling in your cold fingers before you heard a familiar voice call your name.

“Levi,” you smiled at him in greeting. Today he wore a simple gray sweater with black jeans, and you wondered if he owned anything colorful in his closet. “You guys killed it today.”

Levi’s eyes lit up ever so slightly at the compliment. “Thanks,” he began, and you wondered if that’s all he’d say. “We practiced it a lot.”

“And it paid off,” you agreed, opening your water to take a sip. “I really liked that new song.”

You noted how Levi’s mouth twitched into a small smile. “Really?” he asked.

“Yeah,” you nodded enthusiastically. “It’s right up my alley, and I liked the lyrics too.”

That answer seemed to please Levi who turned his head to hide a gentle blush that crept up his cheeks before clearing his throat to change the subject. “Not drinking tonight?” Levi nodded at the water bottle in your hands.

“I drank plenty,” you chuckled. “It’s for my walk home.”

“You’re walking home?” Levi repeated. “Where’s that brat you’re friends with?”

“Eren?” you asked as Levi nodded. “He’s dealing with a drunk sleeping Mikasa. I told him I'd go with Armin or Jean, but I can’t seem to find either of them.”

Levi hummed as you explained. A beat of silence fell between the two of you as Levi looked around, lost in his own thoughts. “I’ll help you find them,” he offered before nodding towards the stairs. You followed close behind him struggling to shove your way through the crowd until you realized Levi had stretched his hand out to grab hold of your wrist. “Stay close,” he called to you. It was a pleasant surprise that he had offered to help you at all. Half of you expected him to just reply with a simple “cool,” as what seemed to be his default response, and be done with it. Instead, he was dragging you up the stairs and shoving people out of the way on your behalf. You blushed as you realized what this might look like to the random onlooker.

Before you could relish the idea any longer, Levi dropped your hand as he found a clearing by the railing at the upstairs landing where there was a decent view of the party going on downstairs. “It’s easier to find someone when you have a bird’s-eye view,” he explained as his eyes seemed to scan the sea of partygoers.

You turned your attention to where he was looking before spotting Armin’s golden blonde hair and Jean’s sandy brown, both unmistakable from your point of view. “There they are,” you noted excitedly. Levi scoffed in amusement at how a simple observation got you so excited. “It looks like Armin’s… occupied,” you chuckled to yourself. Armin was locked deep in a passionate kiss with Annie, his now-girlfriend. You decided you’d best not bother him and sighed in relief when you saw Jean was just chatting idly with Connie near the door. 

Levi walked with you back down the stairs until you found Jean, who smiled and greeted you with a hug. “Hey, stranger.” He looked at Levi with a wave. “Hey b-” he cleared his throat. “Hey Levi.”

A scoff escaped Levi’s lips as they formed into a smirk. “Hey, Jeanbo.” Jean’s face immediately fell into a frown. 

“Only my mom– how do you even know about that?” Jean ran a hand down his face as Connie laughed beside him.

“You leave your brightness all the way up when you text your mom from your laptop in class,” Levi explained, much to Jean’s dismay. “And you have the default font size of a billboard ad.” 

Connie put a hand on Jean’s shoulder and shook his head in laughter. “I’m gonna go ahead, Jeanbo. See you around.” He waved goodbye at the three of you before disappearing into the crowd.

“On that note, I think I’m gonna go too,” Jean pouted as he watched you laugh along. 

Levi watched your hand as it flew up to grab Jean’s elbow as he turned away. “Wait,” you sighed as your laughter died down. “I was gonna ask if you could walk me home, since Eren and Armin are… otherwise occupied.”

Jean’s eyebrow shot up as his eyes moved between your hand that tugged at his sleeve and the steely gray eyes that seemed to be intensely boring down on his. He paused for a second before finally answering you. “I don’t mind but–”

“I’m Hange’s designated driver, and they live an hour away,” Levi seemed to answer Jean’s question before it even came out. You turned to look at Levi, still unreadable as ever, and wondered why he answered so quickly.

“I see,” Jean replied skeptically before turning to you with a shrug. “I’m ready whenever you are.”

You nodded to Jean and the three of you walked towards the door where Levi hung back and leaned against the door frame as you moved past him. You weren’t sure if you were on hugging terms with Levi yet (or if he even had hugging terms for that matter), so you opted to give him a wave instead.

“See you around?” you smiled at Levi warmly. Maybe his stare wasn’t as icy as you originally thought because his eyes seemed to soften. Maybe it was just in your head, but that would’ve been fine too.

“See you around.” 

Nope, his eyes definitely softened.

a/n: i think i might add like random facts i have about this universe. so here's a couple! 1) i have a playlist of songs that i think the band would play and i know which ones are written by each member of the band lol 2) everything i mention about psychology in this fic is taken directly from my own class notes from my academic weapon era.

[alexdelray1]

42 Miles x Fem Reader.

Song: Just like fire, by Pink.

I encourage to order and read. ;).

Part two:

-Reader, would you like some tea? - said a voice from another room.

I ignored him. I didn't want to answer when I was listening to my favorite song.

I know that I'm running out of time. I want it all…

The footsteps approached my room and stopped in front of it.

“Are you going to hang there all day?” Miles asked me. My boyfriend of two months. I was just hanging from a sash while practicing aerial sport. It was a combination of gymnastics, dance acrobatics and strength training. I had to do it to stay in shape. Spider-woman needs to train from time to time.

And I'm wishing they'd stop tryingna turn me off. I want it all…

-It's better to hang on a wire than on a line. - I commented and made another pose in which I was upside down. Of course, Miles doesn't know that I'm the hero of New York. He has a specific opinion about heroes.

-So, are you finally going to take part in some competition? You can do all this, but you don't want to show it off. - Miles said and put the cup of tea on the shelf. He walked up to me and directed me towards him.

-You know, it's all money. You need a costume, a personal trainer, a manager and everything. - I made an excuse that was somewhat true in a way. I can't appear on TV as Reader. Someone might recognize my body structure or the technique of my movements.

-I understand, but you have money like no other.- he commented, looking around the room.

-Yes, but my parents are frugally frugal.- another excuse. It's not like they bought me 20 Sims expansions and promise me more for the red bar.

-Yes, thrifty and they bought it for you.- Miles said and pointed to the sash. Fuck, the fucking son of a bitch has eyes. Fucking bottom.

-Well, I promised them that I would keep my virginity until marriage.- I said. I lie like crazy. But well, I'm like a priest who tells Catholics that he didn't touch any children. And he touched.

-Yeah something that doesn't exist anymore.- Miles laughed and gave me a kiss on the cheek.

-Just like altar boys.- I laughed. My 'watch' beeped, so I got off the sash.

And I'm walking on a wire trying to go higher, feels like I'm surrounded by clowns and liars. Even If I give it all away, I want it all.

"Do you have anything planned again?" Miles asked me and crossed his arms. This happened to me very often, that someone from the spiderverse needed me.

-Yeah, I have to help Jurek cut wood.- I said in the crowd. I quickly went to the hall and started putting on my shoes. I quickly took my backpack and opened the door.

-But everyone here- Miles didn't finish.

-Bye!- I said and ran out the door.

-They live in blocks…-

I quickly put on my costume in an alley, automatically (electrically).

We came here to run it, run it, run it.

I climbed the building and looked down.

We came here to run it, run it, run it.

I jumped and started swinging on the buildings.

Just like fire, burning up the way, If I can light the world up for just one day.

The feelings are the same as always. Excitement, disbelief and happiness.

Watch this madness, colorful charade.

And this one highest jump through which I can see the whole of New York

No one can be just like me any way.

I see so much and nothing, but it's still not enough, I will do this for the rest of my life.

Just like magic, I'll be flying free.

I remember the first time I did it and everyone was looking at me.

I'ma disappear when they come for me.

They look at me now too, but not like they did then.

I kick that ceiling what you're gonna say.

Then I was seen as something new, unpredictable and unknown…

No one can be just like me any way.

And now, I am hope.

Just like fire.

I entered the old building through the window. I don't want to risk some random guy having an existential crisis. I pressed something on the watch and Gwen's hologram came out.

-Hi Gwen, nice to see you. What's up? - I asked.

-You have to help me. "Seriously," she said nervously.

-Who do I need to fuck up? - I asked.

-That's not the point. See, I have to go to planet 1610 and--

-See your boyfriend?- I asked ;)

-No… Not only that. I also need to see some anomaly and I want to spend some time there with Miles. Can you cover for me? You know, if Miguel asks you where I am, tell him it's just too late and it's okay because he means he won't believe me - she asked hopefully.

-Sure, just don't confuse it with mine.- I joked.

-All right. Thank you. Bye, she said and hung up.

-Bye…. Time for patrol… - I said and jumped out of the window (dream).

And people like to laugh at you cause they are all the same. See I would rather we just go our diffrent way and play the game.

I entered my house after a few hours of patrol. I can finally chill out.

And no matter the weather we can do it better, you and me together forever and ever. We don't have to worry about a thing no.

I looked down and Miles' shoes were gone. I feel a bit bad now that it turned out this way. I left it at my house, I would feel weird if someone did that to me.

Beep.

We came here to run it, run it, run it.

I looked at my watch.

We came here to run it, run it, run it.

-What's going on again?- I asked tired and irritated.

-Miles, he's in danger,- Gwen said nervously.

-Which Miles?- I asked her.

-There's a good chance two. My Miles is in your universe and I think he might be in your Miles' apartment.- she replied. Fucking hell, whoa. What the fuck am I going to do? Well, of course I will save him. What if Miles has a heart attack or something when he sees himself but not himself? My love interest might fucking die.

-Okay, I'll go get him. - I said and was about to hang up.

-Wait, don't bring it to HQ.- she stopped me.

-Why?- I asked her.

-Just, I'll explain later. Okay?-

-Okay, but you have a slight debt. Bye, I said and hung up.

Now I have to save my lady in trouble. It happens to the best Sigmas.

Just like fire burning up the way.

If I could light the world up for just one day.

Watch this madness colorful charade.

No one can be just like me any way.

Just like magic, I'll be flying free.

I'ma disappear when they come for me.

I kick that ceiling what you're gonna say.

No one can be just like me any way.

Just like fire.

I climbed into Miles' room through the window. Nothing new, it has its own figures and other things.

-Oh, Reader. What are you doing here so late? - the woman who opened the door to Miles' room asked me. It was his mother, Rio.

-Good evening. Do you know where Miles is? - I asked her with a smile.

-He was here about an hour ago and went with Uncle Aron. Did you help him undo his braids?" she asked me.

-What--? Oh yeah, sure. It took a long time. I'll be going now.- I said.

I said goodbye to my probably future mother-in-law and went to the roof of the building.

If Miles didn't have braids, it means Mrs. Rio didn't see our Miles. I need to see Aron's apartment.

I put on my costume and started heading towards Uncle Aron's house.

So look, I came here to run it.

Just cause nobody's done it.

Y'all don't think I can run it.

But look I've been here I've done it.

Impossible please.

Watch I do it with ease.

You just gotta believe.

Come on come on with me.

I climbed onto the window but didn't go through it.

Oh, what's a girl to do.

I looked through it, but I didn't really realize what the situation was.

Oh, what's a girl to do.

I saw Miles without his braids, i.e. 1610, tied to a punching bag.

Oh, what's a girl to do.

Aron left the room saying something to him and after a while, came out… Prowler?

Oh, what's a girl to do.

He got close to Miles and said something while taking off his mask. Wait, is that?

Just like fire burning up the way.

If I could light the world up for just one day.

Watch this madness, colorful charade.

Miles?

No one can be just like me any way!

[simslegacy5083]

Not So Berry (Straud Descendants) Gen 9

Today's (8/22/2024) Episode: A Spooky Little Birthday

“Valentina left already?" Isra asked Darth Luigi and Princess Noemi when they showed up alone to the costume party she was hosting for little Skye.

He shook his head. “Mom told us “youngsters” to enjoy "dress-up fun" while she used the peace and quiet to finish packing.“

 "Well, everyone else is out on the back patio." Rhys chimed in, waving towards the sliding glass door. Luigi wandered over to join the conversation between an amused looking Jade and an overly pregnant Beau, while his fiancée hung back to chat with her friend.

"…and you can't beat the "friends and family" discount!" Beau was saying until he spotted the newcomer. “Ugh, Darth Poser over here clearly hopes to blame that full body getup when I crush his ass later this evening. Right now though I gotta take a load off. Yoda was wrong, size matters a lot.”

Luigi threw his own mangled quote at the back of his retreating frenemy: “I find your lack of faith in my gaming prowess disturbing.”

The fiery redhead responded with a “friendly” gesture as he headed to the lounger. “Oh, go force choke your chicken. You know I could beat you even if I was in labor right now. And believe me, at this point if I could I’d take that option over carrying this little lady until after Harvestfest when she’ll finally be ready to literally be cut loose.”

Luigi, who had splurged on a high-quality mask with great visibility, was actually quite excited to play with his teammates later. He was even more excited to meet a Sim who’d lived her whole life in a different nation. "Hello – you must be Isra's sister! I assume she’s told you about me?”

Jade stifled a giggle as he immediately demonstrated the self-absorbed confidence she had been told to expect. She gave him a friendly nod and replied: “Sure. Isra said you were interested in learning more about me and my family.“

“Definitely. My Papa immigrated from another nation just like your Par; I would love to chat …” he cut off as Noemi and the rest of the guests started pouring outside. “… after we get my little man aged up properly!"

"Humple Borpnah baby" Noemi whispered a few minutes later, leaning over and helping Skye blow out his candles.

Daddy served out slices of the artificially sweetened confection Isra had prepared in consideration of his diabetes while she tossed their infant gently up into the air.  She deftly caught the much larger toddler that shortly emerged from the swirling vortex over her head and gave him a kiss.

After showing the cute little tyke around to everyone, she steadied him on his feet and helped him over to where Elyse and all the other children were playing. With their offspring all safely corralled in the sun-porch, there was a general exodus of parents and friends towards the dining table.

While Rhys grilled up the final few steaks and dogs, Luigi slid behind the bar to mix up drinks. "Man, am I glad to be done with the infant stage!“

 "Lucky you" Rhys replied "it's going to be awhile for me yet. I wouldn't trade my babies for anything but two at once is A LOT. You up for coming over later this week for a playdate now that yours and mine are able to talk to each other a bit?"

"Sure" Luigi shrugged "I'm happy to hang as long as you don’t expect me to change any stinky infant diapers! Sorry man, those are all yours. Now, let’s get this food over to the table, the natives are getting restless!”

View The Full Story of My Not So Berry Challenge Here

[jonny-b-meowborn]

Dude I had a Mechanisms dream again and I'm going quite insane and also I am upset at my body for waking up at a very bad moment for no reason at all much earlier than I'm supposed to get up.

Basically I was at my cousin's, she lives in a very big city. It's summer, so there's a lot of festivals and shows and all that, both huge expensive ones and small in random locations. There was some sort of small unknown artist festival in some theatre or pub or whatever that was going to last a few days. Unfortunately I couldn't afford it even though it was fairly cheap, but they had an artist I wanted to check out on the first day. So since I couldn't buy a ticket, I decided to sit by the building where it took place and listen through the walls and windows, and in the end I had a pretty good time.

The next day, I'm thinking if I wanna do the same thing even though I didn't know any of the other artists, when it turned out that the Mechanisms are gonna play there, a decision made last minute because of some planning issue, there was an empty slot between other bands or something? But in that dream it wasn't the actual pirates, but it wasn't just straight up their actors either, something kind of in-between, they weren't their fictional characters but they weren't exactly real people, I'm not sure what was the deal with that. Like, it wasn't the real man Jonny Sims, it was still Jonny D'Ville, but if Jonny D'Ville was just a regular guy. Either way, the mechanisms died a few years ago and this wasn't supposed to be a huge reunion, more like old friends playing a couple of their songs together. So of course I wanted to go see them, but I still had no money, so I decided to do the same trick as before and sat near the door to the venue a little while before they were supposed to begin. In the end I managed to somehow sneak in unnoticed, and the place was pretty empty, no one really cared for this festival. So of course, since there weren't that many people and no one noticed that I entered without a ticket, I sat in the first row. Eventually the mechs entered the stage, which was just a designated area of the floor in the main room on the same level as the audience. Not every mech was there, there was a bunch of people I didn't know at all, because not every original band member was able to come. They didn't have their costumes either, instead wore casual daily clothes. It seemed like the decision to play there was really last minute. There was Jonny, Brian, Tim, and I think Marius. I was, obviously, extremely excited to see them, even if the whole band couldn't be there. They weren't going to play a whole album, just a couple random songs from across their discography. I remember that when they started playing due to some dream bullshit my sister was suddenly in the audience with me? They started with Old King Cole, and it was great. I don't remember the next song, but it was one of the ttbt ones.

And then, almost everyone left the stage except for one person I didn't know that was supposed to play a few very rare unreleased mech songs, and in the meantime the rest of the band just hung out in the venue. So because it was a dream and some dreams are pretty much just fanfics that your brain unconsciously writes, Tim and Brain sat next to us. And like I said, they all were something weirdly between the immortal space pirate character and the real person. Like, they were all still fictional characters, but they weren't these specific characters? Kind of like if they were actually immortal guys with silly names and their silly personalities, but the space pirate part was made up. Anyway, these two sat next to us, and I tried extremely hard not to fangirl all over the place. We all were watching the short solo performance, and at some point my chair turned into like an office chair on wheels or something, idk dream logic. Gunpowder Tim was sitting slightly behind me, and I wanted to casually roll back to kinda have him in my field of vision while he's there, for fangirl reasons. But I accidentally rolled my chair across his foot and I panicked, I just hurt the guy I was a fan of, he's surely gonna leave because of that and he'll hate me. I started apologizing, but he was just like, chill literally nothing happened my toes arent made of glass it's not a big deal. I still felt horrible though so I kept saying I'm sorry and if there's anything I can do as an apology. My sister was just kinda laughing at me for embarrassing myself, Brian didn't have any big reactions, he was more focused on the performance. Tim eventually laughed that as an official apology I could write a letter to his character. He said that half jokingly but I got excited at the opportunity to, as I put it then, write a lil bit of fan fiction on request of the og creator, so I agreed. He was like, cool, then write it right now. It kinda seemed like he wanted to like, embarrass me further but not in a mean way, more in a playful friendly way. So I produced a piece of paper and a pen out of nowhere and started writing something with the paper on my lap, hurrying before the main performance resumes and they all go back on the stage. While I was working on that Tim moved his chair closer and I shit you not he leaned his head on my shoulder and watched my writing. I was, of course, internally screaming and exploding. Like he was fully leaning on me while I was writing a silly letter to the character he played. It felt like he was very aware of how much I was fangirling in my mind and making me flustered amused him.

Aaaand that's when I woke up. I have no idea why, it was 5:40 in the morning, I'm supposed to get up in like two hours, there wasn't any noise that woke me up or anything, but in the last couple days I've been waking up weird early. Just sucks that it happened while I was having a very silly nice dream lmao

[gioseu]

yuqi and bibi’s halloween costumes? stars

[cloveroctobers]

Damon Sims imagine? Reader being his girlfriend and him surprised seeing her in lingerie at the fashion show in the back door pilot episode?

I’m so into you | Damon Sims x black! Reader — Oct. Prompts

A/N: decided to tweak this a bit since we’re in my fav season of the year! I’m also flopping compared to last year but lmao Thank you for your request! Reader is given a name since I didn’t feel like adding y/n for this one!

Prompt: 15. “Does that even count as a costume? Or lingerie?”

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“Okay bitch!” Keisha screamed at the sight of you as she opened the door to the Airbnb.

You spun around on the doorstep, faux leather trench coat flapping in the autumn air as you did so.

Nathan peeked around the corner asking, red cup in one of their hands, “Who is that?”

“Dessy Des.” Keisha answered as you stepped into the warm temporary home, shortly embracing you afterwards.

Keisha glanced down at you again and let out a low-whistle, “girl you’re looking hot as fuck and if you’re gonna keep flashing everyone here tonight, I might have to start tipping.”

The both of you shared a laugh as Nate fully came into the entry way to stand beside their bestie, “Careful Keish. Your man is just in the living room—

You decided to open your coat again for your friend as well who’s mouth flew open before a smile split onto their lips, “I suddenly might be straight. I’m living for this moment!”

This time you fully tied up the trench coat together as you blew a kiss at Nate and took the time to take in each of their outfits as well. Your eyes immediately went to Nate who was all grins and spun to the side and began popping their back. Of course you hyped them up before they spun to face you, hands clasped over the other as they waited for you to guess their fit.

Everyone here at Simone’s spooky spectacular soirée (yes it was a mouthful but it was her first major gathering let the girl live, you argued in favor of your new friend!) planned to surprise each other with their celebrity costumes. No posts were allowed, only selfies if they couldn’t contain their excitement to their stories in order to not ruin the surprise. Your friend group loved posting together whenever there were gatherings and coming from a minor film major like yourself, it was slightly difficult.

Tapping your chin you took in the wine and orange satin crop top jacket, berry fitted cap, teased honey blonde hair underneath, the belly chain, and the low-rise cargo pants.

“Hold on, I know you’ll get it when I also do this!” Nate pulled the blue gum from somewhere behind their cup while Keisha scrunched up her nose at the action; leaving Nate to toss the gum into their mouth to pop a bubble.

Clapping your hands together you shouted out, “Beyoncé, crazy in love!”

“Yesss! It took you longer than Simone but you got it!”

Rolling your eyes, that didn’t surprise you.

Simone was definitely part of the beehive and always made it know to all of you.

“It’s quite fitting isn’t it, Des?” Keisha commented making Nate give her the side eye.

“And it definitely sounds like you got something on your chest so why don’t you just say it sis?” Nate returned the same energy, making your eyes widen.

You knew what this was about. You also didn’t agree with Nate seeing their no good ex again but Keisha was more vocal about it and didn’t have a problem saying it. Keisha saw it all, more than you or Simone did and it was evident that Nate’s ex put them through it and she was there through everything so she felt like she had the right to say something about it.

Also you didn’t want to say shit either…due to the whole predicament you were dealing with so you kept your thoughts to your damn self.

Keisha gave you a sarcastic smile, swinging her wavy hair over her shoulder before she turned to Nate, lips open and ready to get into it with her best friend.

“Hey!” You interrupted, “you didn’t let me guess your outfit.”

Keisha wore a all cream outfit that consisted of a two piece. The top was long sleeved, cropped, and wired at the cleavage area. The skirt was also mini and flowy with her movements.

“Yeah, yeah you can guess in a minute.” Keisha kept her glare on your friend who tucked one arm underneath their opposite elbow, ready for whatever the almond skinned girl was about to say, “someone here needs to tell Nate that they need to stop living this true Beyoncé dream and let that man go.”

Nate furrowed their brow, “Let me tell you something—

This was useless. So you chucked up the deuces to your two friends who began arguing about Keisha’s lack of support and left the room. Heading around the corner you spotted more of your friends seated in the living room. Your eyes went to the cotton webs splattered along the windows that covered the curtains, witch hats were hanging from the ceiling, pumpkins were by the lit electric fireplace, paper bats were draped along the mantle, with multiple white and black skinny candles were on each side on the top of the mantle underneath black material, and one large candle was actually lit in the center right underneath the flat screen television.

“God, this candle is giving me a headache.” Thea complained entering the living room from the opposite end as she moved to stand in front of it, “I don’t know what the hell simone was thinking when she picked this candle! It stinks!”

Of course she was here complaining already.

“Now Thea, you know we can’t see the screen with that big ass head you got.” Cam commented, making you snort.

Damon immediately knocked his knuckles against Cam’s arm, basically telling him to knock it off with his eyes.

Thea was already glaring after she blew out the candle, making sure Damon had her back. This action also made you want to roll your eyes.

“I’m saying cause of how she’s got her hair styled tonight,” Cam defended, “it’s not like I’m really out here measuring the circumference of anybody’s dome. You in the way and I’m just trying to pick some music.”

“Well you could have asked nicely. You don’t have to talk to me crazy, please act like you know that.” Thea rolled her neck around, the weight of the half up and down hairstyle must be starting to get to her.

Briefly you took in her costume, noticing that she was in a inspired coming to America bridal wear. Instead of the gold attire that Vanessa Bell Calloway wore, Thea wore a rose gold two-piece that was haltered instead of turtle neck and a high skirt with a slit going up her thigh.

“My fault,” Cam sucked his teeth, “but let’s not act like you excused yourself before you blocked the damn tv.”

“Whatever Cam, you’ve always got something to say.”

“Says the girl that’s looking for a fight right now all because she don’t have manners.”

“shut up!”

Damon sat right on the couch, head held back in annoyance as the two went at it. It was never that serious in the first place but of course it wouldn’t be a gathering without some family bickering.

“There she is!” A voice called out to you, making your eyes shift to JR who beamed at you.

You smiled at mocha skinned man who easily embraced you. Either he was oblivious to what was going on or was either ignoring it, you weren’t sure but equally smiled as you embraced your friend who gently rocked you from side to side.

“Here you go,” JR handed you a red cup of green liquor making you tilt your head before sniffing at it, “yeah…I don’t recommend doing that.”

“Thanks for the after thought.” You coughed, cautiously taking a sip to find that it was actually sweet on your tongue but burned on its way down.

JR laughed at your facial expressions, reaching forward to squeeze your shoulder, “you alright there…blade?”

Holding your chest you dipped your head rapidly, “yeah, yeah. Don’t play with me JR,” you warned the beaming boy who raised his hands in surrender, “who the hell made this?”

“Lando,” JR answered, “we don’t know what it is either but Simone put him on drink duty and we can’t get her out the kitchen since.” He sent you a knowing look which made you shrug your shoulders in response.

Personally you didn’t hate the idea of Simone ending up with Lando, if the universe aligned it that way then so be it. However it only seemed like Damon had a issue with it since Lando challenged him and egos ran big on sport teams, you knew that being a track star.

“So if I’m wrong on you being blade…then what’s the fit?” JR questioned, taking a sip from his own cup and sucked air between his teeth. He then shook his head and moved over to place the cup on the coffee table. He was done with that option for the night.

Cam frowned, “Blade? JR, Destiny is not blade. She don’t even have the shades or the shape up. She’s obviously one of them Charlie’s Angels or something.”

“Man, What do you know about Charlie’s angels?” JR laughed as Thea walked by, taking notice of you as she moved to squeeze right in between Cam and Damon.

Cam slid over some, giving Thea a look who crossed one leg over the other, leaning into Damon while staring hard at you.

You found this amusing.

Thea blinked turning to see Cam staring at her, proving his point.

“Fine. Excuse me, happy?” Thea bit with a sarcastic smile.

Cam scoffed at her and turned back to you who saw Damon give you a small wave while Thea previously had her gaze on Cam.

“Am I right?”

“See how he didn’t answer my question,” JR muttered to you making you nod with a laugh.

Cam flicked his eyes over to the boy, “I know a lot about Charlie’s angels.”

“Oh yeah and when has any of them wore a trench coat?” Damon spoke up.

Can paused, eyes up to the ceiling as he thought about it, “I know Drew Barrymore had to in one of those scenes.

“No, bro.” Damon shook his head with a laugh, “that ain’t it either.”

Cam whipped his head back to you and you replied, “sorry, bud. I’m no Angel either.”

Thea muttered, “you can say that again.”

You chose to ignore her, “no points for anyone here yet! Keisha and Nate got a nice look at the front door but didn’t get to guess. I only know what Nate is but Keisha’s outfit…”

Cam held up his finger, cleared his throat and broke out into a very familiar routine before getting into your face as he hit a pose, “something about you baby—

“…michael? In the closet?” Your eyes scanned his black and white attire, the white tank contrasted against his dark skin that shined along with the gold necklace he added to the fit but you knew you were right after picking up a signature move cam did.

Cam clapped his hands, “yessir!”

“What gave it away? the lyrics or cam’s fresh relaxer?” JR joked while Cam sucked his teeth once more.

You reached up and around to flick Cam’s ponytail, “okay, inches! Is it human or synthetic?”

“It’s called homegrown from mindyobusiness.com.”

Which made both you and JR share some laughter as Cam plopped back down on the couch, snatching up the remote as the both of you lightly clowned him.

“No for real, its dope especially with the performance you just delivered. No one can hate on a MJ fit, if it’s done properly.” You observed.

“I know that.” Cam huffed, making you raise your brow as he glanced at you before a slow smile graced his lips, “appreciate you saying that.”

Sighing you moved on as Cam settled on a lil baby track to echo throughout the house. You moved to sit on a nearby wicker chair as you settled on JR’s fit who moved into your sight, posing as he did so. You could lightly hear Damon laughing from his spot across the room.

Humming to yourself you grinned, “Malcom X. I knew the ginger propaganda would get one of us out the group.” You joked making JR playfully roll his eyes.

“He wanna be different so bad.” Cam mocked, glancing at Damon who dapped him up as his eyes crinkled while he laughed.

“I thought this was a celebrity themed party not historical.” Thea remarked, texting away on her phone.

JR declared with a peer over his shoulder, “Malcom X is just as revolutionary—if not more than any celeb that you’re currently stalking on Instagram thea, thank you very much.”

“Whatever,” Thea locked her phone knowing she was caught, “where’s everyone else that’s supposed to be here? This whole shingding is putting me to sleep.”

“Shingding?” Damon repeated.

“We still need to know what Destiny is and I have a feeling it definitely ain’t no child.” Cam laughed to himself, “see what I did there?”

Sooner than later Simone made herself known, plate of food in her hand as she entered with Olivia Baker in tow. She waved at everyone as Simone came over to you to give you a large hug.

“Hey! When did you get in?”

“Hi!” You returned the hug, “I came in through the front? Keisha let me in.”

Simone nodded as everyone else in the room watched her, “oh the food’s here yall.”

“Yeah, thanks we have eyes.” Thea snapped, hopping up to cross over Damon who gave her a look of apology but Simone just fanned the girl off.

Olivia scrunched up her lips from beside JR, “seriously, what is her problem?”

“It’s a long story, don’t even pay it no mind.” JR mumbled to the doe-eyed girl, “is your costume kehlani?”

“Yes! specifically from the music video with pink sweat$. That songs been speaking to me a lot lately.” Olivia began to ramble to JR who of course politely listened.

You tuned back to Simone who was dressed up as Normani from her motivation video with her own personal tweaks, nonetheless was all smiles, “so…who are you?”

“I can’t get a plate first?”

Simone rolled her neck to one side, giving you a look as she halted her assault on the very orange Mac and cheese.

Sighing you reached for the tie and unravled the trench coat again, showing Simone what exactly was underneath.

“Bitch!” Simone squealed, “it’s giving lil kim! With the hair behind the ear, yes! It’s giving Lady marmalade! Ah!”

The exclamation got some heads to turn, focusing on your conversation. You didn’t notice Damon was making his way over to your conversation more than the one that was going down with his brother and one of the baker twins. From a distance, Damon still got a good look and felt his crown slipping by the way his jaw dropped.

“Does that even count as a costume? Or lingerie?” Damon slowly let out after JR reached over to help his baby bro close his mouth.

JR and Olivia both got a nice peek themselves but it was evident that Damon Sims couldn’t contain himself.

“Lingerie?” Cam quizzed from his blind spot, “what’d I miss?”

“Nothing.” Keisha cut in, entering the room to plop right down on Cam’s lap.

“Shit, you right.” Cam gazed into Keisha’s eyes who gave him a chaste kiss.

“Of course it counts as a costume, Damon.” Simone hissed, “it can be whatever the hell it wants to be, my bestie is a bad bitch.”

“Truly.” Olivia nodded, “you should definitely win the costume award tonight.”

JR frowned holding his hands out, “see, Simone ain’t say nothing about no awards.”

Simone grinned, “always have to keep everyone on their toes!”

“Okay but…how many awards we talking: 1st, 2nd, and 3rd? Or just one single award?” JR asked while Simone continued smiling, zipping her lips and spun around to walk around Damon to plop down on the other sofa against the wall.

JR followed with Damon now approaching you. The man towered over you in his king ready for a wedding attire and you had to step back a bit to get a good look at his eyes. He smelled good just from his close proximity and it whipped even harder as he leaned towards your ear to say more.

“Can I talk to you in private?”

“Don’t you have to get approval from your queen first?” You jabbed as Damon’s dark eyes settled back on yours.

Damon said, “I’m looking at one queen right now and that’s the one I want to talk to.”

Taking a deep inhale, you led the way out of the living room with Nate watching you from the entry way of the living room as you went by. They said nothing, turning their head and sipping on their drink as the both of you retreated deeper into the house and away from everyone else.

Into a room the two of you went, with you plopping on the edge of a bed and Damon pinching at his facial hair, hoping to gather his thoughts as he shut the door behind him.

“What’re you doing?”

Staring off to the side you easily replied, “I dont know what you mean?”

“Why are you dressed like that?”

Raising your brows you asked, “huh? I don’t know what you’re about to turn this into but I’m not the one.”

Damon held out his hands, “no, i don’t mean it like that.” He took a deep breath, “why you gotta be here looking like that? All fine and shit and in front of everybody?”

You thought about this as you rested your hands behind you, knowing that your hips were spreading nicely from underneath the corset. Damon fought hard to keep his eyes focused on your face instead of the way you filled out this piece and you knew it.

“I’m sorry…was I only supposed to wear this for you?”

“Yes.” Damon hissed out.

You shook your head, “Damon, you have a girlfriend.”

“Not really,” Damon instantly said, “thea and I have been hanging out a lot. We worked out together a lot before her injury and now I’m mostly there for her PT and studying…that’s it.”

Pushing your lips out, you found that hard to believe. Your friendship—or relationship with Damon was confusing. It wasn’t really a secret that you were into Damon from the very beginning and he seemed to share that same sentiment until Thea came along.

“It seems like y’all go together, real bad.”

Damon gave you a dry stare, “I don’t know who said that—

“She did.”

“When?” Damon exasperated, “I don’t want to sound like a asshole but we never discussed that. She’s told me that she’s never had a boyfriend before and is clueless when it comes to relationships but I never said I was her man.”

Pulling out your phone with the receipts, you held up your phone to show the messages. Damon gripped your wrist, holding your hand steady before he took the phone from your hand and began to scroll. His eyes got bigger as he paced the floor.

“Yeah, no. She kissed me during a work out once but—

“Did you call it what it is when it happened?” You quizzed.

Damon thought about it, “no but—

Getting to your feet you took your phone back, “then she’s probably waiting on you to ask her to be your girlfriend since you’re the one who’s spending all of this time with her and not anyone else.”

Shoving your phone back into the side pocket you clasped your hands together, “now that that’s been clarified I’m gonna grab me a spooky plate.”

Damon followed each of your side steps making you cross your arms, “Damon! Would you move?!”

“Nah.” Damon shook his head, “I want you to know something first. I’m feeling you, only you and not Thea. Not romantically at least. I want us to be something…if you want to be something together. With me.” He started, stumbling his words with a gummy smile before continuing, “I also really want to kiss you, take you on dates, be a real cute ass athletic couple and be able to tell people officially that you’re mine. This is all easy for me to say because you make it easy for me to be honest with you.”

In the beginning you met Damon through JR who were friends for awhile; not even aware that they were blood. JR snuck up on you in the library where you were supposed to be studying but was playing sims instead:

“Oh, I know you got a some fire in you if you mess with the sims.” Damon commented as he watched as one of your characters got electrocuted while the other continued to dance in the background to some similish pop track unbothered, “pun ntended.”

“And who is this all up in my studying sesh,” You pointed, pulling your head closer to JR who was also hunched over your now half closed laptop.

The light skinned boy grinned holding out his hand which you eventually placed yours in his, “I’m Damon, Damon sims.”

You returned the smile, “I’m Bess. Bet not ever sneak up on me like that again mr. will smith reject, if you know what’s good for you.”

The threat was not short lived as Damon sent a confused look to his teammate who tried to ease his worries with a calm motion of his hands. That was the start of a peculiar relationship, your slight beef was only temporary…once Damon learned not to sneak up on you and have a nice conversation that didn’t slam your gameplay.

“I’ll let you kiss me,” you started and Damon almost tripped over his feet to get to you but you placed your hands against his chest halting him, “if you also share that same decency to Thea. Let that girl know, you’re only mine.”

Damon smirked peeking at your ombré lips, “say less. Can I do my thing now?”

“Only if you can keep up.” You whispered as he got closer to your lips.

Damon chuckled, “I know you’ve seen or at least heard how fast I throw my—throw?” He corrected himself from finishing that sentence that would most likely sound inappropriate.

“And I know you’ve seen or heard how fast I run. Fastest on my team,” you challenged.

Damon licked his bottom lip, “yeah…you’re not gonna run from me are you?”

“Depends if you keep wasting my time.”

And he finally placed his lips on yours. His scent engulfed you just as much as he pulled the air from your lips. His grip was firm against the sides of neck and he used just that to pull your frame tight against his. A groan escaped his own lips as you fought for dominance, nipping and slowly backing up until you fell back against the bed.

He toppled on top of you, a breathless laugh escaping your lips until he placed his lips right back on yours.

If all it took was to you to show up in a lil Kim costume to get Damon to admit that he was also into you, you would have done it the moment you realized it was him that you wanted.

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Continue along with my anthology fall prompts here

[witchyameita]

do you-

do you have any AmeIta 👉👈headcanons? only if you want to!!

I was hoping someone would ask me this- thank you for your question! :)

These are just some mixed general HC's but I can definitely get into certain/ specific ones too ;

- Italy makes up songs for America on his guitar (like the Germany song)

- Randomly, they'll start impersonating each other just because it's funny

- Alfred does his best to learn Italian so he can understand and talk to Feli in his mother language

- At the meetings, Alfred will randomly send Feliciano memes which in turn makes Feli burst out laughing

- One of the reasons they started dating was because of their combined love for food

- Feli's favourite person to paint is Alfred and Al is more than willing to pose for his artist.

- Even though Alfred isn't the best cook but he'll make Feli breakfast since he wakes up first.

- On Halloween they're the couple that ALWAYS matches costumes

- Whenever Italy is cooking dinner, America brings home his fave dessert since he appreciates Italy's cooking

- On Feli's birthday Alfred will host a huge fireworks show just like on his own birthday

- They have a combined playlist of songs they like or that fits the other It's basically meme songs

- At a party with drinks, Feli will choose not to drink (or will only drink one) so Alfred doesn't feel left out.

- Their preferred spot to have dates is either at a trampoline park, or the cinema

- On the days leading up to valentine's day, Felicano will leave notes around the house that have some romantic message or a joke

- On warm nights Alfred will lay a blanket down and will stargaze with Feli, even pointing out celestial bodies or constellations.

- They like to tease/ prank their older brothers at the same time poor Matt and Lovi

- If Alfred kills a spider or gets rid of something that scares him, Feli will always call him "my hero"

- Most Saturday mornings they will watch cartoons while eating breakfast.

- They share the same braincell

- Both are so interested in one another's countries that they do research (which is done by asking the other millions of questions.)

- Thanks to Italy, America's favourite type of food is Italian

- They always say "I love you" to each other even after a fight which was only once because they couldn't decide if Die Hard was a Christmas movie or not, technically not a fight

- America is very loud which Italy enjoys this because he knows he isn't lonely. (Plus he’s quite loud himself)

- If something at the store interests Feliciano, Alfred is quick to buy it for him.

- Whenever Al is out shopping he always buys flowers for Feli

- During the holiday season, they always watch Christmas movies, overly decorate, and have a friendly competition of who has more Christmas spirit. They always end up with a tie though.

- Definitely the video game couple; Feli plays games like Animal Crossing and the Sims. While Alfred plays games like Dead By Daylight and Injustice 2 . Either way they always end up playing together.

- Italy loves wearing America's glasses even if they hurt his eyes after a while

- If Alfred was in college Feliciano would 100% make his lunch (and does if he has to work too)

- Feliciano likes to cling onto Alfred and he likes to jump on him.

- Every time they see one another it's always loud excitement: "Americaaaaaaa~!" and "Italyyyyyy!"

- They give each other nicknames; Italy calling Al things like amore mio, bello, principe mio, etc. (my love, handsome, my prince.) America in turn calling Feli things like his sun, sweetness, baby, etc.

- When trying things like ice skating/ skating, Alfred always manages to catch Feli if he falls.

- Somehow Feli can understand everything Alfred says when he has food in his mouth

- If Italy gets homesick, he looks into America's eyes because they're the same colour as the water in Naples. or just his home in general

These are just some of my HC's, I do hope you enjoy! Maybe a part 2?

[feelingofcontent]

DNP Rewatch: The Story of My Hamster

Date video was published: 04/13/2014 (X)

DNP Main Channel Rewatch: 223

At the start of April, Charlie McDonnell (charlieissocoollike) briefly stayed with DNP while he was waiting to move into a new flat.

Dan filmed and posted this while Phil was away (back in Florida with his family for holiday). He also went to the Spiderman 2 premiere with PJ and Jack Howard (1, 2) while Phil was gone. DNP tweeted at each other about it. He also did a radio show by himself (1, 2). (This is the radio show where Dan is sad about being alone and Phil calls in.)

This is a longer video than usual.

0:00 - the collar on that shirt is a disaster...Also full-name introduction for some reason.

0:17 - it’s so cute that he wanted a pet just for him 

0:35 - Dan wanting the hamster that was “different” and away from the group 🥺

0:58 - I don’t think that’s a bad name! After he posted this, people told him what “suki” means in different languages.

1:07 - awww, you can hear the excitement in Dan’s voice as he talks about this

1:23 - too true about starting to care about the success of your Sims or Pokémon

1:40 - love Dan giggling at himself

1:46 - simple skits with no costume changes in this one

1:56 - Dan is always fond when telling stories about his grandma

2:28 - this is so cute 😭

2:48 - that had to be a bit sad and scary for a 12-year-old to not know what was wrong

3:23 - Dan really knows how to build up a story (just like Phil does too)

3:30  -”did the dog do it?” lol, that would be my first thought

4:00 - that is terrifyingly smart for a hamster

4:12 - I would be shocked if a hamster managed to do that in front of me now, let alone at 12-years-old

4:33 - I love that he still remembers that it was a bible, lol. As well as all the other books. 😂 (Also, there goes the sun setting outside the window.)

4:58 - we learn a lot about Dan as a child in the video. He does childhood stories much less than Phil does, so that’s pretty rare.

5:20 - that is pretty unbelievable

5:35 - yeah, I bet his parents were not thrilled with that

5:51 - awww, guilt for not letting the hamster escape when she wanted to 😕

6:15 - a hamster having an existential crisis apparently

6:50 - this is intense for a story about a hamster

7:10 - “the wilderness of suburban England” lol

7:35 - that is an intense connection with a hamster

8:06 - he was done be surprised by this point.

8:21 - awwww bye to Suki 🙁 I guess it was good he wasn’t too sad about it by the time she really escaped?

8:50 - and here we are to the part of the video Dan describes in the video description as “Also yes I was definitely mostly taking the piss at the end there but it's a good moral anyway.”

9:10 - “merely existing in comfort is not living” is similar to things Dan says a lot throughout the years though. 

9:14 - yep...thinking forward to Trying to Live My Truth and even YWGTTN

9:38 - why do they have both a hamster and a guinea pig like this, lol

I really am just impressed with his storytelling throughout this entire video. Even without any skits or anything he can hold attention. (Also he gesticulates so much it was hard to pick screenshots that looked decent, lol.)

[thesims4blogger]

Community Blog: Next Destination: Seoul, South Korea (Official Trailer)

The Sims team has released the official blog for The Sims 4 Incheon Arrivals Kit!

The Sims Takes Flight with Jazzy Cho for The Sims 4 Incheon Arrivals Kit Reveal

When visiting Seoul, your first experience with the South Korean metropolis is likely through the Incheon International Airport. Rated as one of the busiest, cleanest, and technologically-advanced airports in the world, Incheon is an incredible introduction to the nation’s rich and vibrant culture. There’s a museum, miniature gardens, art shows, and live performances, in addition to countless shops, a variety of restaurants, a movie theater, an ice rink, putting greens, and more.

Incheon is also a prime destination to experience South Korea’s revered style. Before a traveler’s plane glides down the runway, you may see them catwalking the corridor runways.

In recent years, Seoul has become one of the preeminent fashion capitals of the world, with its bi-annual fashion week presentations rivaling that of Paris, London, Milan, and New York. Seoul doesn’t have 100-year-old fashion houses like the other cities mentioned, but it is able to meld traditional and modern styles unlike most.

The heritage comes in the form of hanbok, Korea’s traditional way of dress, which consists of long and flowy shapes, tight angles, and bright hues. The modernity is a result of South Korea being one of the most digitally-connected countries on Earth, from its high-speed internet, to its production of electronics. The two come together in fashion, where the form and vibrancy of yesteryear are matched with globalized trends unearthed through today’s digitized world.

“Because the world has become more globalized, South Korean people have been able to see trends across the world,” explains Jazzy Cho, TV host, content creator and Miss Korea USA 2016. “Everything was sort of meshing together, and we were able to bring in the western ideas, or global ideas with the already creative DNA of South Koreans. Combined, that created this amazing, stylish, trendy ‘K-fashion.’”

“Airport style is 공항 (gonghang) fashion [meaning airplane fashion],” says Cho. “It stemmed from when the press would greet or welcome back traveling celebrities. It really began to boom with the rise in global popularity of K-pop, the internet, and social media.” Cho continues, “Images of the hottest South Korean stars arriving or departing would be shared across the internet, and if one style that they were wearing goes viral, then that style becomes the trend of the season.”

The Sims has collaborated intently with Cho to bring The Sims 4™ Incheon Arrivals Kit to life, and she made sure we stayed true to K-fashion’s trendy foundations. Cho, a Korean-American, grew up as a competitive studio dancer in Southern California. She took a liking to the variety of styles of costumes she performed in, but it also encouraged her to explore her Korean heritage.

“I was one of the first Korean team captains for my high school dance team. As I was looking across my team one day, I was the only Korean-American, and I was like, ‘Wow, I’m representing Korean females,’ even at a young age. It gave me a sense of pride.”

Cho asked her mother if she could join a local pageant, still yearning to learn more about ancestry. “[I wanted to] learn more about how to carry myself as a beautiful Korean woman, and nurture and develop myself in that way. [The pageant was going] to be a stepping stone to diving in and learning more about [Korean] culture.”

Soon after she won the Miss Korea USA 2016 pageant, she began working across South Korea as a part of the Miss Universe Korea pageant. Her constant traveling to and from South Korea, opened her eyes to Seoul’s distinct style, especially through the lens of Incheon Airport. “Incheon Fashion is like [a celebrity’s] own runway before they get on or off the plane.” In describing the type of outfits one would see, Cho says, “When you’re travelling, you need to be comfortable. You wouldn’t see them coming in red carpet attire, but it’s comfortable, stylish fashion.”

The Sims 4 Incheon Arrivals Kit is a full wardrobe for all Sims to dress for any occasion with both semi-formal and casual pieces, from sneakers, sweatpants and hoodies, to structured looks like the women’s long coat, one of Cho’s favorite pieces. “The women’s long coat is what we would typically see on pictured celebrities. Whatever stylish, trending outerwear piece atop a looser fit top and pants. It’s a lot about comfort when it comes to 공항 (gonghang) fashion, comfort and style.”

“With kits, The Sims is creating an immersive experience where people, places and experiences can be discovered, and our players from around the world can experiment with these distinctly unique mini collections of curated content,” shares Sheila Judkins, Director of Global Brand Management, The Sims.

“Working with Jazzy, our research was extensive to ensure the concepts reflect trendy outfits in Seoul,” shares Woori Bae, Concept Artist for The Sims. “We also had a lot of fun referencing the latest K-dramas, online shopping sites and celebrities’ everyday outfits for inspiration. I am so excited to see this kit come to life, particularly the wide pants and oversized fit items that add more in-game styling options like never before.”

In explaining why she wanted the kit to focus on airport style, Cho said, “I think it’s great that the setting of the kit is at the Incheon Airport because that is the global hub. It’s where people from all over the world embark on their journey to learn about South Korea. I hope everyone is just as excited when they see the kit because when you enter Incheon Airport, the architecture is very modern, the entire ceiling is windows, sunlight pours through – and your heart is filled with warmth! I hope people from all walks of life, wherever they are in the world, have an open, eager and excited mindset and energy towards exploring what Korean fashion is like.”

The Sims™ 4 Incheon Arrivals Kit is available beginning October 5, 2021 on PC and Mac via Origin™ and Steam®, PlayStation®5, PlayStation®4, Xbox Series X|S and Xbox One systems.

[ladymiseria]

Smut Alphabet- Levi

Considering this a warm-up of sorts to my latest foray of fic-writing.  I have ones for Belphie and Satan planned, as well, so expect those sometime soon.

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

-Lots of hugs and cuddling.  Constantly asking if you’re okay, if you need anything, if you enjoyed yourself.  He likes resting on your chest and having his hair pet and getting plenty of reassurance.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

-Levi likes his hands.  All his time spent playing video games has made him very dexterous and he knows it.  He loves using just his hands to get you off.

Levi is a leg man.  He loves anything that shows of your legs like short skirts, thigh highs, fishnets.  He always wants to touch your thighs and run his hands up your legs or even just have your legs slung over his lap while you relax together.  Also, in true otaku form, he’s a sucker for that absolute territory.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

-He’ll never object to coming inside, but he also loves coming on your face (with your permission, of course).  He’s also been known to paint your chest and back with his cum when the mood strikes him.  He’s also into snowballing after he finishes in your mouth.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

-It’s hard to say what could be considered a “dirty secret” since his sexual interests are fairly varied and “unusual”, you could say.  What he would consider his biggest “dirty secret” is that he’s really into being dommed and serving his mistress/master.  This goes hand in hand with his degradation kink.

Levi also wants to fuck you with his tail, as it resembles that of a sea serpent and makes him think of the hentai trope where people are fucked by tentacles.

Also also, Levi didn’t think he’d be into pegging, but now he loooooves it.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

-Probably the least experienced of all the brothers (partially because he so rarely leaves his room), but he still definitely knows what he’s doing, even if a good portion is from dating sims and other such games of a naughtier nature.  He knows what he likes and he wants to please you, as well, so he makes sure to know what to do.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

-Having you on top really does it for him.  But his ultimate favorite is fucking you on top of furniture (dresser, table, things like that) or standing with him fucking you from behind.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

-He can be really goofy in the moment!  He wants to have fun when he sleeps with you, and loves to see you smile and laugh.  Sometimes he gets carried away with his roleplaying, but he’s learned to laugh about it if you bring it up or try to get him to lighten up a little bit.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

-Contrary to what others might think, Levi is actually very clean in terms of personal hygiene, even if his clothes sometimes look a bit disheveled.  He’s clean shaven downstairs because he just likes it better, but he’d be okay with some body hair if you asked.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

-Levi isn’t the traditional romantic who’ll wine and dine you, but he loves hugs and holding hands and being close to you.  He loves giving you soft touches all over and holding you in his arms and he’ll always tell you when he thinks you look good (which is most of the time, but whatever).

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

-Levi masturbates a lot, but less so now that he has you.  That said, he still plays his hentai games on the reg and gets off to those.  He also frequently jacks off to the thought of you and previous or upcoming intimate encounters between you.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

-Degradation, dom/sub, overstimulation, roleplay, edging, being made to beg

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

-His bedroom is his favorite as that’s his safe space and where he feels most comfortable, with your room coming in a close second.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

-He loves when you dress up for him.  Roleplay and costumes are big turn ons for him, so he loves when you dress the part, or even just get cute/sexy for him in general.  He’s also very easy to tease, so little suggestive touches or whispering in his ear is often enough to make him blush and get hard.

Levi also melts into a puddle when you massage/stimulate his head near the base of his horns, even when they’re not showing.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

-There’s not much he wouldn’t do, but he’s not really into physically hurting you for the sake of sexual pleasure, i.e. knifeplay, hitting you outside of spanking, etc.  He’s afraid he might misjudge how much you can take and actually cause you physical harm.  He’s also not much of a forceful dom unless the circumstances are just right.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

-Loves loves loves receiving especially when you let him finish on your face.  He likes giving, as well, but he’s not as confident as he is in his other sexual skills.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

-Somewhere in the middle generally, but a lot of it depends on what you’re actually doing.  He’s easily excited so sometimes he loses himself a bit, but he does love to savor his intimate time with you, just touching and kissing and exploring each other’s bodies.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

-Quickies aren’t his go-to, but sometimes he just can’t resist, especially if you’ve been teasing him for a prolonged period of time.  It’s not terribly unusual for him to snap and pull you away.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

-Yeah, definitely down to experiment!  His otaku interests have brought a lot of different fetishes into his sexual purview so there’s a lot of things he’s always wanted to try if he found a willing partner.  He’s also always up for hearing what you like and what you’d like to try and he does his best to accommodate.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

-Levi is supposedly the least “in-shape” of the brothers, but his stamina is still a bit higher than that of the average human.  In the beginning, he wasn’t able to last very long as he would get too excited and overstimulated, but it’s something that’s gotten better with time (and some training).

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

-Oh yes, lots: he has enough toys for the both of you, and all different kinds, at that, including ones on the more unusual side (hello, monster dildos).  He loves using them on you, especially the weirder ones, as it fulfills some of his weebish fantasies.  Despite him having such a collection, he was always too nervous to use the dildos and vibrators on himself, but, after letting you use them on him, he was easily converted.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

-He’s not one to tease really at all since he’s too awkward and nervous, but he loves being teased, even if he pouts and says that you’re “unfair”, in true Levi fashion.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

-Initially, he’s very embarrassed and tries to stifle himself, but the longer you go, the more his resolve breaks down.  He makes a lot of whiney, whimpering noises and he can get a little loud when he comes.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

-Levi is into being collared and treated like a puppy.  He gets off on you ruffling his hair and giving him commands and leading him around on a leash.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

-Levi has a good body even if he may not be as fit as some of his brothers: he’s still a high-ranking demon, after all.  His dick has similar skin to his tail, so a bit scaly and a bit smooth.  The tip also has a defined point at the very end.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

-Moderately high.  He’s easily distracted by his many hobbies, but it’s near unheard of for him to turn down sex when the opportunity presents itself.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

-Levi isn’t really all that sleepy after sex.  He needs time to recuperate, but he’s usually ready to move on to the next thing he wants to do after a while with little fuss.  

[hopeshoodie]

I want to introduce yall to literally the best thing in my life right now:

It was recommended to me BECAUSE I love LITG, so you know I had to play it despite the reviews.

This is my MC, Cassidy Forearms.

They're a nonbinary because the game is surprisingly but inclusive but also not??

Like it has options so you can play as trans and fat, but has like 2 textured hair options with is 'afro' and 'shaved'. So like we care about diversity but fuck you if you want textured hair options.

Now you may be thinking, 'Anne, this looks like a Sims game from 2012, what year is it from?'

2020. It was released in 2020.

And frankly, it's an amazing trainwreck.

The customization option is the biggest draw, clearly. You have all these features you can alter with sliders, and it really gave me Monster Factory vibes:

And it has so many bizarre customization options like joker scars, cat eyes, and a snail costume that costs 1000 coins???

I'm definitely going to drop some cursed LITG islanders, because I want to try to make them in this.....

But after all the entertainment of customization, it's quickly apparent why the reviews are so bad.

It makes you take a long quiz. Yknow, the usual stuff, how much mental abuse can you tolerate and which of the four occupations do you have?

After the quiz it IMMEDIATELY prompts you to spend no less than five dollars just to play the game. If you don't spend the money, you can only watch other people play the game (and it's debatable if the people are even real, I'd bet money that the majority are bots).

Did I mention it's in real time, too? Yeah. You have to log on at specific times to watch challenges. When I was playing around with it, all the people who paid to play the game were sleeping. Deadass, their avatars were in bed, sleeping.

So if you don't spend money on the game, it brings you to the 'villa' and shows you the people who did pay. The interface is confusing, there doesn't seem to be much to do outside of the main challenges, and it's just... kinda bad.

I'm sure it's more exciting for the people who actually paid to play, but seeing as it's in real time I have to pass. If I'm not able to play/read/watch something at my own pace, I'll just end up avoiding it and wasting the money...

2/10 stars.

[simslegacy5083]

Not So Berry (Straud Descendants) Gen 9

Today's (8/19/2024) Episode: Family Joy

The “nana nummies” did indeed help little Elyse warm up to her auntie, who soon found herself fielding questions about her plans after graduation.

“I’m not sure what I want to do yet” she replied shyly, turning the question around on Rhys. “How did you decide you wanted to be a pro gamer?”

“Well…” Rhys began “I never really enjoyed school, so I skipped university and got a job doing tech support at Rainy Day’s E-Sports facility. The players there all seemed to love what they did so much that I gave the local tournaments a try. Eventually I got recruited to the team, and the rest is history.”

“So far I’ve really liked school and the performing arts club,” Jade replied, “so going to University with my friends or sisters could be my thing.”

“I’ve heard University is a great place to build skills and figure out what to do with your life.” Wren chimed in “If you went, you’d be the first sim in our family to do so.” “Par” Isra interjected “Remember the time we went to Foxbury to watch Luigi play his final University E-Sports match only to discover he’d been told he wasn’t allowed to participate because he’d already graduated? That was wild!”

“...and that’s how my sister Gemma and I ended up “borrowing” a thousand simoleons from my parents and buying back our friend Claudia’s horse“ Jade finished up, laughing “Silly Auntie!” Elyse giggled “Come play dollies?” “Sure!” Jade replied, following her over to the large dollhouse.

As her par’s firstborn entertained her own, Isra scooted over next to the silver haired sim and quietly asked “How are you doing?”

“Its surreal, having her here” Wren replied “When we left, I thought I’d never see my baby again, and now she’s right over there. I can’t thank Luigi and his grandfather enough for showing you how to travel safely between nations.”

Isra smiled “Me either. Luigi was oddly excited to meet a legacy spare; the way he acted when I told him Jade would be at Skye’s party, you’d think he was part of a legacy himself!” she laughed “That boy is so self-absorbed, he’d probably be intolerable if he was an heir like Ophelia and Gemma.”

As they finally prepared to leave the park, Isra gave her sister one last hug. “I can’t wait to spend the next few days with you! I arranged time off and childcare so I can show you all the hot spots, and on Spooky Day you can dress up for the costume party at our place for Luigi’s son’s birthday.”

“Is his son named Mario?” Jade asked with a sly smile. “No!” Isra laughed “he’s Skye. Luigi can’t wait to meet you actually; just don’t be surprised if he keeps turning the conversation back to himself, that’s kind of his specialty.” Jade grinned: “Don’t worry, its Lulu’s too, I’m used to it!”

“Speaking of my siblings” she continued, “My sister Wren crafted a little something for her name buddy and you. Why don’t you open them now?”

The family cooed over the unexpected gifts. The elder Wren unwrapped a lovely basic bracelet while Isra showed the kids a knitted teddy bear plush that would fit right in with their other nursery friends. They all conveyed their thanks with their goodbyes as they headed home.

Luckily Isra hadn’t planned anything for early the following morning, because Wren and Jade ended up talking late into the night.

“I’m sorry I couldn’t get your birth father to return my calls.” a yawning Wren apologized. “I had hoped to give you a chance to meet him.”

“Its OK.” Jade said, “Honestly from what I’ve heard of him, I don’t know if he’d appreciate meeting the real me, instead of a copy of himself.”

Wren frowned. “Unfortunately, you’re probably right. Calvin was a hard man to like, with a lot of very inflexible ideas about the world. His website trying to convince the sims here of The Watcher’s judgement makes it clear he hasn’t changed. I’d send you the link, but you’ve seen it all before.”

“Well, maybe it’s the time shift, but I can hardly keep my eyes open.” Jade said, reluctantly rising. “It’s been a great day though!”

Her par jumped up and gave her a tight hug goodnight. “It’s so good to see my baby all grown up. Tomorrow, can you tell me more about Ophelia’s work on World United, and if I can send you home with anything to help? I love that she’s using her star power for such a great cause.”

“I’m sure she’ll appreciate whatever you’d like to give.” Jade smiled at the eager to please elder sim as she headed towards her bedroom. “See you in the morning.”

 “See you then.” Wren agreed quietly. Watching the child they had been forced to leave behind so many years ago walk down the hall brought tears to their eyes, but they were mostly tears of joy. Jade had grown into a fine young woman with a kind heart who was clearly happy and well loved.

What more, Wren mused, could a parent ask for?

View The Full Story of My Not So Berry Challenge Here

[justkeeponsimming]

Sims 4: Journey to Batuu - CAS Overview

Ol'val! (That’s Old Corellian for Hello :D)

Welcome to my Sims 4: Journey to Batuu CAS Overview. This is just an overview of some of the assets, as we do get a lot of them in this pack! However, there’s some...ehh...disappointments. I’ve put a few links into the post in case anyone is interested in the “real world” inspirations behind the CAS assets or some of the alien species themselves! There’s always lore to learn when it comes to Star Wars! See below the cut for more :)

Masculine and Feminine Frame Hairs:

The hairs in this pack are kinda cute! We of course get the Rey Skywalker triple buns and Solo “Swoop” hair for masculine frames. The first female bob comes in an ombré version with some fun colour variants. The swept back hair, on the masculine frame sim pictured here, is actually a low bun with braids, available for both frames. Child sims of both frames get access to most of these hairs. Toddler feminine frames get access to the “Rey Skywalker” triple bun hair, but the “Solo Swoop” wasn’t converted for masculine frame toddlers, which is a real shame! 

Masculine and Feminine Frame CAS:

There are...so many clothing assets in this pack. This is great for immersion into the world of Batuu and does fit in well with aesthetic of Galaxy’s Edge! (Click here if you’d like to see some of the character costumes from the staff that work at Galaxy’s Edge at Disney World.) I am impressed with how well the Sims team have managed to replicate these! 

Costumes of note are Leia’s Endor Costume from Return of the Jedi (but no hat :( ) and Rey’s costume from the Last Jedi. We also get access to Kylo Ren’s costume (with and without helmet) from across all of the sequel trilogy! It would have been nice to see a Ben Solo costume as separates for masculine frame sims!

Masculine and Feminine Child/Toddler CAS:

I have to admit, the toddler costumes are super cute! I like that they converted the Rey Skywalker triple buns hair to toddler children, but this does feel like a bit of an afterthought considering that other masculine frame hairs were not converted. (Toddlers with the “Han Solo Swoop” - how cute would that have been?!)

Child CAS is ok, but there’s not much of it. The Jawa outfit definitely steals the show. It’s too cute and I did get a good chuckle when I saw it! Would have been great to get some tusken raider costumes too! Togo Togu!

Not My Near Humans/Aliens: 

I don’t think this image needs a caption, but I suppose I should write something anyway. 

This was very disappointing. When the trailer dropped, I was so excited to see so many species in the trailer! Zabraks, Bith, Mirilians, Twi’leks, Weequay and Abednedo were all featured! I was both apprehensive and excited to see how these species would be handled. 

All “near-human/alien” CAS assets are under the “hats” category. Zabraks (with their crowns of horns) work well! There’s three varieties of horn sizes and styles. Twi’leks are a different model to the Aalya Secura costume we got in the game a long time ago, but with colour variants which are canon skin colours to the Star Wars story! These have no issue when being applied to sims, but you do need to select the “hat” under every clothing category! The skin tone of the hat swatch you select appears all over a sim’s body. Biths, Weequay and Abednedo are another story. Just...ugh. I wish these had been skin details! 

I wasn’t expecting new alien species, but I was expecting something different to this...

Mirilians, meanwhile, can be found under facepaint. There’s a variety of diamond ‘tattoo’ swatches which is nice! However, what’s going on with the eyebrows? I’m not sure if this is a glitch or deliberate to make it look like your sims are covered in face/body paint. As per my CC Mirilian, Verdian Nova, on the right hand side - this is how Mirilians should look! I HIGHLY recommend the Mirilian Facial Tattoos by Voidfeathersims which can be found here, over the face paint in Journey to Batuu!

Overall Thoughts:

Tl;dr: aliens - why not skin details?!. CAS clothing assets - pretty good and lots of options! Hairs: eeeeehhhh! (why can’t toddlers have the “Solo Swoop”?) :(

[anaclarachavez]

Things I did when I was a child

I keep thinking about my childhood lately. Some of the work I do in therapy requires me to go back to those days and really pay attention. I feel like Murnau's Faust (a much less darker version, of course): hovering over my old schools, trying to listen to my childhood conversations with friends, amazed at how light and cheery I remember life being. Would it be safe to say that I won't ever be as unafraid as I was when I was a child? I think it would. And I'm ok with that. But every once in a while –when I'm not sure who I am– "I wish I were a girl again, half savage and hardy, and free", as did Catherine Earnshaw when she yearned for the untamable spirit of the Yorkshire moors.

***   

I thought it best to put these adventures and amazements in words, in case my memory once fails and I truly don't remember who I am: - I loved Maleficent. One Halloween I dressed up as her for a school show. I didn't have time to change my shoes, so I very proudly sported my black outfit and make up with white girly shoes. I was LIVING. Whenever I see the photo I feel my true nature shining through.

- I used very weird words for a small human. Like the time I called my kindergarten classmates "abúlicos". To this day, I’m not even sure I know what that means.

- My mom had a go-to fruit lady near our house. And whenever I made an appearance, she would give a guayaba (guava is not a good word). This went on for many years. Some time ago, I went back there for... reasons... and the lady recognized me and, true to form, gave me said fruit. It felt like a gift to the Anaclara of the past.

- I used to do cartwheels anywhere and everywhere large enough to fit an over enthusiastic seven year old.

- I had this beautiful Russian friend named Polina, and we lived nearby so I hung out at her place sometimes. We made up a dance to “I Want to Hold Your Hand” by The Beatles. I thought we were so cool, but for some reason, maybe her Russian demeanor, she didn’t seem like a very happy kid to me. Never saw her again.

- I adored drawing. The joy of drawing felt like very few.

- I thought about having a career as a bird-watcher. - When I moved to England we sometimes took a shortcut to my mother's University. And it was muddy. Real muddy. Unaccustomed to the realities of British weather, I thought such mess to be the funnest time of all. Sometimes I would wear some plastic bags over my boots to avoid childish disasters, and I was even more amused by this. - My dear, dear mom let me dress up however I saw (un)fit. So I wore a spice girls crop-top, some glittery hairbands, a cow print vest and, of course, black mini-skirts over trousers.  - I danced. I danced every minute of every day. - My lovely teacher Mrs. Thompson thought I was very creative but "too chatty." An accurate assessment if I’ve ever heard one. - I used to play a hand clapping game with my friends. We once made up some lyrics and choreography. It started like so: "I met a girl in Sweden, called eye-shoe-Shalyla. All the boys in the football field said 'I love eye-shoe-Shylyla’"  - I earned a badge for winning three chess games in a row in our junior school chess club. Anya Taylor... who? - Music classes were the best. We sang "Morning Has Broken" by Cat Stevens. And a song about socks: "Black socks, they never get dirty, the longer you wear them the stronger they get..." - I got a kick out of beating boys at running fast. But I never had very close friends who were boys. They didn’t seem as appealing and fun as the girls.  - I had a purple bike that made some sort of odd sound when it rolled too fast. I thought it was unique and my parents could always tell when I was arriving home because of it. I rode it to see my friends. I made so many friends and so easily. No self-consciousness, no weird insecurities, just pure eagerness. - I loved to sun bathe. I very frequently over did it and suffered the burning consequences of feeling invincible. But those tans though. - Bonfires. Bonfires were magical.

- I vividly remember where I was the first time I saw a mobile phone in action: it was 1999 and I was in a double decker in London. One person suddenly “rang”...and a few seconds later we could hear the other guy chatting with him downstairs. It was equal parts ridiculous and amazing. - Me and my mom would walk down to a market near my house and buy some cheese empanadas that I have since idealized as the perfect empanada.

- I had a bright orange goldfish who I named “mi amigo.” How cute is that? I also had a pair of ducklings who followed me everywhere.  - I was constantly braiding the girls' hair in class. I found it relaxing and wasn't really aware I was shamelessly turning the classroom into a hair salon. - One of my first childish grudges was against the man who drove the ice-cream truck: I once gathered my pennies and asked for some very specific sweets. The small paper bag of these gummies cost fifty pence, and I when I got back in the house and opened it, they were not the sweets I had asked for. Such betrayal. It felt infuriating. I didn’t buy anything for weeks, until my mom convinced me to forgive the poor distracted man. 

- Whenever my family and I travelled to a foreign place, I was mesmerized by my father’s ability to know where we were going, how to pay, where to stay, how to find the way if we got lost. This, I think, gave me the confidence to be alone anywhere in the world and (try to) find a way. 

- Arriving to Antwerp remains one of my favorite memories in life. I couldn’t (can’t) get over how magical it was. I was tired, so tired, because we walked for what seemed like forever, but I still couldn’t sleep that night because I was so excited to be in a city that felt like a fairytale. Who knew what we were going to encounter the next day? (tourists, mainly). 

- I spent my 9th birthday in Barcelona but against everyone’s wishes I decided to stay in my cousin’s house and play The Sims all day. 

- My aunt lived in a very large house with doors everywhere. One door led to a small room, a corridor almost, which was preserved as such because it had beautiful original wood framing. My aunt collected witches and they all lived in there. One of them had a sensor that made her laugh whenever someone walked by. I was terrified of walking through that dark room, sometimes I even crawled so the witch “didn’t see me.” And now I love witches. 

- I once decided lamps were very boring and that I was going to decorate  random lamps and make them fun. And I did. A couple of them are still lying around, looking worse than they ever did in the first place.

- The best part of dancing in the Nutcracker as a little girl, was that we got to buy new dolls for the show. And styled our hairs with shiny voluminous Shirley Temple curls. 

- During Nutcracker season my friends and I used to tell horror stories backstage. A popular one was that the human sized nativity figures which were stored in the theatre’s warehouse were in fact haunted. Legend had it, a girl  once went in there and saw their eyes move from one side to another. 

***

It is hard to pinpoint when you cease to be a girl. The best I can come up with is this: my joyful childhood was over when I started looking at these as memories rather than possibilities. 

I don’t feel like a child anymore (at least not everyday) but I definitely don’t feel like a grown-up either. Most of the time I feel like a strange kind of grown up, but I find so much charm and peace in honoring my child self. I know that my Maleficent-costumed-persona is very proud of this lack of staidness, and whatever I do, I’m always secretly hoping I don’t betray her. 

[caterpillarghost]

***NSFW WARNING***

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Not sims related at all, also. But basically my girlfriend told me I’m good at writing, so I joked that I ought to write fanfictions, so I asked her to give me a topic, and she said King James x William Shakespeare, so I did it. Smut, specifically. I ran out of brain power in the last paragraph so it ends in kind of a weird note (my lesbian ass said “no” to writing about pp lmao). She also wrote a sort of review detailing her favourite lines, which I’ve included at the end... So without further ado:

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My body pulsing with excitement, I strutted on stage. The vast sound of applause all around greeted me, and I held myself even higher. I caught the eye of the king; and what a beautiful eye it was - twinkling in the light, a deep shade of chestnut, contrasting with his other - a blue-green pearl within it’s socket! And - though I cannot be sure - a wink graced his face for a moment - and brief as it was, it thrilled me. My purpose in life is to please the King... my Scottish flower, as I like to call him... My everything... and upon further examination of his visage, though I had to be quick as to maintain a professional appearance on stage, I noticed a warm, becoming smile spread from ear to ear. I outstretched my arm to lead the final bow, and the curtain fell thereafter, cutting me off from my king.

There was a distinct buzz of adrenaline in the atmosphere; all of the cast, still in their lavish costumes, were chatting amongst each other, the stage crew clearing up the sparse set pieces. I edged my way through the crowd, out through backstage, and into the corridor. The courtiers all streamed out through the main doors, many of them nodding or smiling at me complimentarily as they passed. I grinned back at them, though I could barely contain my impatience - I was burning to see the King...

And finally, sweet release! A voice, a sultry, Scottish voice, called out to me from within the room, beckoning me to enter... instantly, my legs became weak, and my pulse raised as I timidly stepped inside...

His presence seemed to envelope the room entirely, now that it was just the two of us. Slowly, and casually, he raised his hand, and curled his index finger as if to call me closer - it was at that moment I realised I had frozen to the spot. How stupid of me! How truly, utterly embarrassing! What a fool I must have looked! And what’s more, I must’ve been made even bigger the fool, as I felt blood rush to my face out of embarrassment. I could see a smirk make its way subtlety across his face from across the room - he had noticed. There was no turning back now.

My footsteps echoed across the room as I approached. Oh, how gracious, how mighty he appeared, in his thick, silk garments, and on his gigantic velvet and golden throne. I stopped about a metre from him. He held his hand out. I took it in mine, and kissed it... his skin was wonderfully leathery and calloused, yet somehow felt ever so soft against my lips... Oh, how I savoured that moment... I glanced upwards, making eye contact with him, then proceeding to gently lower his manus, and straightening my posture as I did so.

“You’re trembling.” He said. “Are you scared of me?”

I hesitated. I could not lie, he was intimidating... but it was not dread, no, it was a thrilling kind of fear, a kind of fear which, when one gets a taste of it, one cannot stop thinking about, so that one craves it nighty and day...

“N-no, my King...”

His smirk faded.

“How disappointing.”

My heart sank, but my pulse raised - Hell would freeze over before I would disappoint my king!

“Fix me, your majesty! Make me afraid, please!”

“And what if I don’t?”

“Please! I need it, your majesty, I need it!”

His smirk returned. I realised what he had done, and turned crimson again.

“I love seeing you embarrassed, William.” He said, aloof, but I could make out an elusive note of passion trying to come through. Somehow, I felt my face become even hotter. I looked to the ground in an attempt to disguise it, albeit rather pathetically.

The king arose, and I whimpered as he did so. A familiar, leathery, soft hand took hold of my cheek, and raised it to face him. The gentle twinkle which had once inhabited his eyes had disappeared, leaving an intense, lustful ardour.

“Bow down to me, William.”

Hastily I did so. My left leg, the one supporting my body weight, quivered under the strain. And it was no match for the strength of the king, as he pushed me down onto both knees. I looked up at him from below. He began to loosen his doublet and breeches, and I knew instantly what was coming...

Out slipped his pecker, immense in size and throbbing... I placed my lips on it, kissing it like I kissed his hand just minutes earlier. And then, using my tongue to lick it, I teased him some more. His breathing, at this point, was becoming gradually more audible - every now and then, a low gasp escaping. I moved onto the main event now, inserting his warrior all the way into my mouth, proceeding to bob my head back and forth, and sucking as I did so.

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IM OKAY MY FAVOURITE LINES

"how truly, utterly embarassing! What a fool I must' have looked" - THE WAY ITS PHRASED IS SO FUNNY PLSASE

"You're trembling" he said - I LOVE THR FACT HES SO STRAIGHTFOWARD 11/10 DOM ENERGY 😫😫

"How disappointing" I DID NOT EXPECT THAT WHAT A TWIST WE STAN A SADIST

"I love seeing you Embarrassed, William" OOOOOOOO FIRST NAME BASIS 👁️👅👁️

"Bow down to me" it's like not uncommon considering he's a king YET IN THIS CONTEXT IT MAKES IT MORE SEXUAL AHAGHAHA

ANYWAY THE FACT YOU PECKER IM CRYING WHWYWYYWYWHWHSJAJ YOUR LESVIAN IS SHOWING AHAGAHHA

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[citrucentric]

Cranberry

The ideal Holmes is tall and dark with sharp edges and an intelligent look to him, but also posh and with a sense that you could fold him into origami if you really tried. Dresses well, but wouldn’t look out of place sprawled dramatically over a couch in a dressing gown with a pipe and surrounded by drug paraphernalia. Once made a pillow fort and sat in it to think. Caught somewhere between handsome, pretty, and weird looking. Emphasis can be on any of the three. CANNOT have facial hair.

Holmes Adaptations

S-Tier

Miss Sherlock (Yuko Takeuchi) - 95%

You’ll notice, of course, that nowhere in the earlier description did I say Holmes needed to be white, a man, or even human. None of those qualifiers or the lack-thereof prevent someone from looking the part -- it simply becomes necessary to compare them to the characters around them. And when I picture a female Sherlock Holmes, Yuko Takeuchi embodies the exact image in my mind. Her sharp edges, piercing eyes, and impeccable fashion, along with the powerful weird energy she brings to the role, fit Sherlock perfectly. She does look more than a bit like she could kick my ass, but more in the manner she dominates the room, which is perfect for the character.

Sherlock Holmes (Jeremy Brett) - 85%

I haven’t watched this adaptation, though I’ve been meaning to get around to it. So this ranking is based solely on screenshots and promotional images. And honestly, as ugly as i find this guy, he totally nails it. He even kind of looks like the illustrations in the stories. I won’t give him a perfect score because his hair could be darker and his face is a little small, and there’s just barely something missing. But as far as “canon” Holmes adaptations go, he’s the cream of the crop.

A-Tier

Sherlock: The Abominable Bride (Benedict Cumberbatch) - 80%

Definitely the more accurate of the two Cumberbatch Holmes designs, the sleek fashion and slicked back hair complement Cumberbatch’s angular build and “somewhere between pretty and just weird” face. He’s tall, dark, and posh. If there’s anything holding him back it’s simply that even dressed up properly, there’s something still a bit modern looking about him.

Fate/Grand Order - 78%

Given that his design and presentation are a direct reference to both Brett and Cumberbatch’s portrayals, it’s a given he’d place so highly. It’s really hard to nail down a 2D Holmes, especially in the anime style this game employs, since it has a tendency to prettify characters by default. True to form, FGO Holmes is far neater and more precise than I’d like. But he’s by no means a bad design, and depending on the image he can really hit the spot for me; he’s definitely a chart topper in the realm of 2D Holmes.

Sherlock Holmes: The Furtive Festivity (Gregory Johnstone) - 75%

There aren’t many Holmes that we only get to see as an old man, in no small part due to the ACD estate’s notoriously malicious copyright practices. Johnstone ranks so highly not due necessarily to the details of his look, but the overall feel he embodies. This Holmes is soft, affectionate, more than a little floppy. His hair and costume portray a man well grown into his eccentric life, and his face is sharp and mature enough to suggest the brains underneath; even if that’s more wisdom than intelligence in this particular story. This is a Holmes designed by someone who really loves Sherlock Holmes, and it definitely shows.

BBC Sherlock (Benedict Cumberbatch) - 75%

Cumberbatch’s features still naturally suit Holmes well, and he’s tall and striking enough to cover the rest. But this isn’t a rating of his acting performance aside from the visuals it supplies; it’s hard to modernize Holmes, especially since it makes perfect sense for Holmes to gel well with the changing times; he was always a man ahead of his era. BBC Holmes’s trademark trenchcoat and curly locks aren’t traditional Holmes, but they suit him well enough.

Yuukoku no Moriarty - 73%

The long hair is an unorthodox take, but I'm certainly not complaining. YnM's Holmes definitely nails the youthful scientific exuberance of an early Holmes. It's clear they were going for a sort of BBC/ACD mix, but with their own spin. Pretty -- he is an anime boy, after all -- but all sharp edges and full of energy. Decent, way better than most anime Holmes designs manage.

B-Tier

Basil of Baker Street [The Great Mouse Detective] - 70%

Comparing the character to those around them is especially important when it comes to non-human characters, who naturally don’t have the same features. Putting Basil next to Dawson makes this abundantly clear, as they make a perfect portrait of Holmes and Watson. For a mouse, he’s thin, angular, even a little ratlike; all decisions that suit Holmes well. I have some complaints about his ensemble, though; while the dressing gown suits him well, his normal brown coat and hat don’t work so well with his fur; the monochrome look makes him come off a bit scruffy and unrefined.

A Study in Black - 68%

Rules are made to be broken, they say; here’s a Holmes with well maintained facial hair and who’s shorter than Watson, and yet I can without question say they were the right decisions. This Holmes takes a very different design approach than any other on this list, even the other modern takes, but he embodies the spirit of Holmes much more than if he’d tried to match every detail. Holmes is still gaunt and striking, eccentric and fashionable. He looks absolutely great.

The Private Life of Sherlock Holmes (Robert Stephens) - 62%

Stephens in this role is, I have to say, far too soft. But he’s playing a different sort of Holmes, and I can’t resist keeping him here. There are some parts of the look he has down; he certainly looks high class, and the softer elements of Holmes’ character look good on him. Holmes’ traditional costume, the hat and coat, look out of place on him. But that suits the message of the film, and may very well have been intentional.

C-Tier

Dai Gyakuten Saiban - 58%

Not the only blond Holmes on this list, but it doesn’t suit him as poorly. From a character design standpoint, it looks very good. As a Holmes, it’s unorthodox. He’s not gonna be a chart topper with it, but I wouldn’t rule it out. This Holmes’ real problem isn’t his coloration, merely that he’s much too conventionally attractive. His jaw is a bit too wide, curls a bit too lovely, the peek of lavender under his coat a bit too rich, and I can’t look at him for too long without blushing. Do some cocaine and get back to me.

Sherlock Holmes (Basil Rathbone) - 55%

Now, this one might be controversial. I don’t think Rathbone Holmes looks very good. I can’t put my finger on why; his head is the right shape, his nose very sharp, though his face looks very smooth and he seems overall vaguely packed in. Like he was plucked out of the sky just before walking on set. The shapes are all right, it just seems off to me. I guess what I’m getting is that his look is too obviously produced. He looks too much like an actor portraying Holmes, rather than Holmes. But I know he’s gonna be the guy a lot of people swear by, so I won’t defend this placement too hard.

Sherlock Hound - 45%

Really, what is up with the monochrome design on some of these cartoons. Sherlock Hound has the darker hat to make up for it, though, so it’s a little better. Applying the same rubric as Basil to him... doesn’t get the same results. As far as I can tell, this just looks like a normal dog. And a scruffy light-furred one, at that. There’s a contrast between him and Watson, sure, but it could’ve been pushed further. At the end of the day this is an average guy dressed as Sherlock.

D-Tier

Herlock Sholmes [Code: Realize] - 40%

This is a very pretty anime boy. I’d pick him first in whatever dating sim this is. ...Wait, this is supposed to be Holmes? How can you tell? Look, I know it’s hard to make an anime boy Holmes. Holmes’ key design elements aren’t his costume or his hair, they’re the things that make him unpolished. And anime dating sim boys don’t like to be unpolished. But really, this is just a steampunk boy who likes tea. Nothing here reads as Holmes to me.

Sherlock Holmes (Robert Downey Jr.) - 35%

Now, I love this movie. RDJ got me back into Sherlock Holmes when I was younger. And as this character, he has a very specific and well designed look. ...Does that look gel with canon Holmes? I don’t think so. He’s rough, he’s scruffy, he’s short and wide and strong-jawed, and he refuses to go for a clean shave. I like him a lot, but he’s not very Holmesian. He does, however, nail the eccentricity and his costume design works for him well. I do like a messy Holmes. So I won’t go any lower than this.

F-Tier

Basil [Blush Blush] - 28%

So, he’s got the outfit. There’s that. But otherwise... This is just some soft ugly anime boy cosplaying Sherlock Holmes. He doesn’t have a single trait that works in his favor. On top of that, he’s got the same problem the other Basil on this list had -- the all monochrome light brown just looks weird, and not Holmesian at all. And this boy doesn’t have the excuse of literally being a mouse. This is just an ugly design.

Elementary (Jonny Lee Miller) - 25%

Now, I've only watched a few scattered episodes of Elementary. Partially because I'm morally opposed to shows that only gender-flip half of the duo, partially because I’m absolutely outraged by the travesty they made Moriarty. But this isn’t a bad character, per-se.

But, like, this is just some dude. This isn't Holmes.

Sherlock Holmes [Clue] - 23%

I love Clue so much. That probably doesn’t surprise anyone. I have the season pass in this game, which automatically gives me every DLC character they add for free. So I was super excited to hear there was gonna be a Sherlock crossover. ...But this is just ugly. Another light haired square-jawed monochrome asshole pretending to be my favorite character. There’s nothing Holmes about this. (The rest of the designs in the pack are no better, but this isn’t about them.)

Skylar Holmes [Blossom Detective Holmes] - 20%

Now, Blossom Detective is a show that I famously disliked so much I immediately sat down and screenwrote my own Holmes cartoon on the spot. And Skylar certainly feels like she should be in the “part 2″ of this list, but a Holmes she is.

She's cute and she accessorizes well, but she's just not Sherlock Holmes by any stretch.

Sherlock Shellingford [Milky Holmes] - 10%

Now, look how cute she is! Sherlock Shellingford, present and accounted for. She’s got TWO Sherlock names so you know she’s the real deal. Now, this is just an objectively good design. She's exactly what she needs to be to serve the role she plays!

And that isn't Sherlock Holmes. Sorry.

Holmes & Watson (Will Ferrell) - 0%

Get out of my house.

Holmes Archetypes

Not all Holmes’ are meant to be the Canonical Sherlock Holmes, of course; some are just neat references, or characters who naturally fit into his role whether the author intended it or not. Let’s address them here, and remember that not looking the part doesn’t really reflect negatively on these ones as they’re stand-alone.

S-Tier

Dylan Reinhart [Instinct] (Alan Cumming) - 90%

Dylan is so point for point Sherlock Holmes that it’s hard to call him an archetype and not a straight adaptation, or possibly a rip-off if I’m being harsh. But I’m not supposed to be rating him by portrayal, just looks - and he’s really good. He’s the exact right blend of weird looking, though not as angular as he should be. His sharp eyebrows and nose and high hairline work fantastic, and he wears a suit very well. He’s a perfect little bundle of posh and nerves, and though he’s not perfect the fact that this isn’t actually supposed to be canon Sherlock Holmes makes this placement very unsurprising. He wouldn’t look out of place on the other list.

Hubert von Vestra [Fire Emblem: Three Houses] - 85%

Oh? What’s that? You don’t think Hubert von Vestra is a Sherlock Holmes archetype? Okay, then explain to me why he uses the word “sentiment” exactly twice in his supports. Atheists 1, Church of Seiros 0. Anyway. Let’s start with the obvious. Hubert looks like Benedict Cumberbatch. But, he looks like a vampire Benedict Cumberbatch who did a lot more cocaine. And if you don’t think Sherlock Holmes should look like a vampire, youre lying.

A-Tier

None yet. Please submit your Holmes and I will add them.

B-Tier

Heinwald [Dragalia Lost] - 67%

I would never look at this design and think "well, that's Sherlock Holmes". Heinwald looks more like a zombie or the bride of Frankenstein, very Halloween. His look being so specific does come at the expense of his Holmesness, but he's still got more than a few traits down and he’s an absolute treat.

L Lawliet [Death Note] - 65%

This is a very, very weird looking man. Key points: dark hair and eyes. gaunt, sharp, and mostly angular (though with a softer face). Extremely foldable. This man could 100% pass for Holmes, if someone else was dressing him. Put him in a suit, comb his hair? Yeah. It’d really work. But until then, he’s just most of the way there.

Kyoko Kirigiri [Danganronpa] - 63%

Kirigiri really gets jilted here, because she could be much higher. Unfortunately, she has to be part of a series that with only a few exceptions just reuses the same face and body for most of its female characters. Kirigiri definitely has the sharp and focused feel she needs to pass for Holmes, and she dresses well. The white hair is the opposite of the dark he usually touts, but it’s striking. Unfortunately, put her next to any other character in her series, and she blends back in.

Miles Edgeworth [Ace Attorney] - 60%

Feels a little weird to put Edgeworth on here when the actual Sherlock Holmes is in his game, but he fits the character much better if not the narrative role. So let’s go over the looks. His jaw is a bit wide, but he’s very pointy, and I certainly have never gotten the impression he’s a physically strong man. He’s very fashionable, and with his big cravat and sharp hair he makes a cutting silhouette. I’d say he needs a bit more to really nail the look, though.

C-Tier

Will Graham [Hannibal] (Hugh Dancy) - 45%

Despite being a noted Hannibal Lecter fan and possible homosexual, I still haven’t watched Hannibal. I’m taking people at their word that Will is a Sherlock; I definitely would have assumed otherwise looking at him. He reminds me deeply of BBC’s John Watson, and it’s hard to see anything else. But I don’t hate his look; he reads as clever, he looks good in darks, and I wouldn’t complain to see him cast as Holmes. He’s better than some of the lower-tiered canon Holmes actors, anyway.

Ranpo Edogawa [Bungo Stray Dogs] - 40%

This is another submission, and I don’t know who this boy is. I really doubt he’s actually a Holmes, given that he’s named after a real non-Doyle writer, but I was begged to include him. Let’s go. I really like his outfit. He’s got an aesthetic I like. Is it Holmes’? No. This kid looks like he’d fit way better as a Baker Street Irregular; maybe he should audition.

D-Tier

Gregory House (Hugh Laurie) - 35%

Take everything I said for Robert Downey Jr, and just mess up his hair a bit more. House is scruffy, poorly put together, and not wearing anything that costs over $100. As a Holmes, he’d work as one of his disguises; I wouldn’t be super surprised if this guy suddenly cleaned up and looked the part -- but it would take a lot of cleaning. I love his look, though -- again, he isn’t trying to be canon. House is an explicit Holmes parallel, but he’s still his own character.

F-Tier

Walnut Cookie [Cookie Run] - 20%

Given how much “Holmes costume” and “Detective costume” are conflated, it’s possible this gingerbread baby isn’t even supposed to be a Holmes reference, but I’ll take her. She’s an excellent design - but a standalone one. Shes too soft, warm, and curly looking to pull off canon Holmes.