#i thought you could only have triplets with mods

[im-captain-basch]

Thinking about that time I tried to play Sims 4 and was pretending to play house with the characters I was using like kids do with dolls and my game really said "Oh yeah? Triplets, bitch."

[noonaishere]

Online/Offline [C.S] - eighty-six | give him the ol’ UwU

He turned around and stood. “Y/n, hi.”

You remembered his face from the picture, and now in three dimensions, he looked exactly as you thought he would: passably attractive like any rando you might walk past on the street. The kind of face someone could consider being really good looking if his personality was funny or kind or both... but instead he was a harasser, deciding to be the worst kind of man. It permeated his features, in your mind at least, giving him an unsettling undercurrent that gave you the fucking creeps. To think that someone could look so normal and be doing anything but.

You could feel the microphone shift against your body and you found yourself wishing you had taped it to your skin like a police informant in a mob movie. You hoped the fabric moving didn’t obscure any speech. 

You smiled. “Have you been waiting long?”

“No, not that long.”

You gestured to the bench he had been sitting on. “Shall we sit?”

He nodded awkwardly and sat. You sat next to him, but a few inches away.

“I’m glad we could meet up like this.”

“Really?”

“Yeah. You’re actually talking to me.” You smiled.

He smiled a small smile and looked away.

“So… was getting here difficult for you?”

He turned back. “No, I drove.”

“Oh. I took the bus.”

He nodded.

“Um… are you nervous to meet me?”

“A little.”

“Why?”

“I… never thought I could talk to you.”

“You talked to me in the café a few times.”

He nodded.

“So why is this different?”

He shrugged.

“You were able to talk to me then.”

He was quiet for a few minutes. You didn’t want to force him and possibly scare him off, so you sat and waited.

“Your boyfriend told me to leave.”

“Well… we had just started dating and you were making me nervous by coming in and just looking at me--”

“I was making you nervous?” There was a slight edge to the question.

“You-- you kept coming in to look at me and didn’t say anything at first.”

He looked at you.

“Don’t you think it’d make you nervous if someone did that to you?”

“Maybe.”

His body language indicated that you might have been turning him off.

“But… we’re talking now. So thank you for fixing it.”

He looked at you again. 

You smiled

“You’re really thanking me?”

You had to try and crack him. You knew you had a few cards you could pull. Card Number One: you did your best try at acting like a demure anime girl. You looked surprised at first before nodding with a shy smile.

“Why?”

“Well…If you want to be friends, this is how to be friends, right?”

He watched you quietly.

“You have to… actually talk to someone to be friends with them… right?”

He looked away and considered this.

You weren’t sure when to push for the confession, but you felt you had to take this slow.

“Then why don’t you talk to me when I talk in chat?”

“But I have before.”

“Before,” he emphasized. “But not lately.”

“Well, that’s because--”

“Because you had a boyfriend.”

“Well, yeah, I couldn’t talk to you if I was with him. What would he think?”

He frowned and looked away again. “You still could have talked to me.”

“Would you rather I be disloyal?”

He turned back to you.

“Should I be the kind of woman who dates one man and talks to others?”

He was silent.

Card Number Two: manipulation. You hated doing it, but the Terror Triplets were your teachers all through school and you would use what you learned from them now.

“If I were your girlfriend, would you want me to talk to other men?”

He shook his head quickly. “No.”

You’d have to send them a fruit basket when this was all over.

You smiled. “See?”

He nodded slowly. “But… it would have been okay if you only talked to me.”

Hypocrite. Fine, Card Number Two again, if that’s what he wants, he can have it.

You smiled. “Well, I guess I could have… because it’s you.”

“Because it’s me?”

“Because you’ve been following me for so long.”

“I have…”

“I… I should have realized and made you a mod.”

His eyes lit up.

“I’m sorry for not realizing that.”

“You should have.” 

Card Number Three: agree with everything he says. You averted your eyes to your lap and faked sadness.

“I know, I should have.”

He nodded, confidence from the café seemingly returning. “I wouldn’t have had to find out who you were if you just talked to me.”

This is it. “How did you find out?--”

His eyebrows raised. Too far, you’re going too far. You combined all three cards into an attack you hoped would devastate him. 

“--I… I thought I hid myself so well from everyone.” You giggled. “I was just so… impressed.”

He looked at you.

You blinked demurely before pretending to be shy and turning away. Send his ass to the Shadow Realm.

You could hear him shift on the bench as he moved closer.

“I… I found an old account you had and it had a picture.”

BINGO. 

“You were beautiful.”

You did not care what he was saying at this point. 

“I fell in love with you.”

Never mind, maybe you did because: EW. If it was an old account that meant you were like, seventeen in the pictures; that’s fucking disgusting. You hid your displeasure and turned around.

“Really?” You asked with your best anime innocence.

“Mhm,” he nodded.

“How did you find me here in Seoul?”

“I used the geodata on the picture of Morn’s cat.”

“Wow, you’re so smart.” You smiled.

In your brain you were screaming internally. You hated that you hadn’t thought to scrub the data in the file itself. You wanted to lunge at him and strangle him with your bare hands, but you couldn’t. Not just because you needed the full confession - of which you realistically figured you had about 75% of - but because he was a lot bigger than you. Realistically, you didn’t know if you could.

You looked away again before looking back. He seemed to enjoy the drama. “But…”

“Can I ask you something?”

If he asked you out…

“Will you please go out with me?”

You blinked. You screamed internally. You blinked again. You had to back up. Plan B. Which you didn’t have.

“O-Oh.” You stammered.

His expression changed. Confusion.

“I don’t know if I can…”

“Why not?”

His voice sounded slightly dangerous, like he wanted you to think about your choice carefully before answering.

You looked at him blankly for a moment before smiling. 

“Because…” You let your voice drop back to its normal register, “How could I Iove a man who would do such things to me?”

“What?” 

He looked across your features before his expression took on one of anger. His hand found your forearm and gripped you there.

“What do you mean?”

“Ow…”

“What do you mean?”

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[cor-lapis-candy]

(props to @albedosarmpit for bouncing this idea at me a few days ago but for Scara, but I went what if it was with omega biuld Dottore? Like modern au, he's a piercer and the youngest of identical triplets)

CW for drugging a little later down, will be after a read more.

Dottore the piercer and licenced body mod specialist, he does all the legal piercings you can ask for and all the body mods the state allows him too, and many many more that he knows he can't but that between him, the extra cash those clients pay and the chair and table back at his home.

If it hadn't been for his fellow piercer calling out sick you would have had Scaramouche the grouch do your tongue bar and upper ear set, but no you ended up with Dottore, sharp smiling, deep voiced Dottore, who upon showing you to his little section of the studio had you pinned and planned before you had even gotten to showing him the jewelry you wanted.

He could almost taste the need for more work after you let him mark his points, the hitched breath, the flicking eyes to watch as he began his work, all the way to how you left your mouth open and drooling after he had done the tongue bar and cleaned it up. You would be back, he knew it, you would be one of his clients for life and if he had his way maybe the first to let him do a few more... Unsanitary procedures he had been eager to try out.

After all there were only so many times he could deal with some brat wanting pointed ears or a split tongue before it became boring, illegal yes but boring.

Oh how good you could look sprawled across his table, high on his little stock of anesthesia as he does a few more personal piercings, a nice set of shiny silver nipple studs, a belly bar to connect to the fresh nipple set, maybe he could even get you to agree to a more pleasurable piece, a nice ring or bar that he could play with his tongue after it was done? You would be too far gone anyway.

Even better is the thought that you would never realise he is the youngest of triples, the shared face and near the same voices often trip people up, how would you react to having him, familiar little old him lips pressed to one of his fresh pieces drooling some random bottle of alcohol onto the bar only to watch as another one of him appears to do much the same to the still stinging nipple bars, digging his fingers into the flesh of your chest as he breaths hot air on to the exposed skin.

God, you would be perfect, he would make sure of it...

[16magnolias]

Encanto Big Bang Sneak Peak

So I'm waaaaaaay late to the preview party here but the holidays kicked my tushy regarding time. Aka I had none. But! Only a few weeks to go now, and I'm so excited to see what everyone's made! Thanks to all the mods @encantobigbang for putting all of this together!

My artist, the fabulous devine_design_line on Instagram, made a whole multi-panel comic of scenes from this story and it is absolutely amazing! Words can't describe how fun it was to work together on this.

Here is a small excerpt of our story "The Cracks Are Where the Light Gets In", a fic very loosely based on the recurring line "I can fix that" in Louis Sachar's "Holes".

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Pepa was feeling so happy. Señora Lopez just gave her and her brother and sister some of her polvorosas. They were such a special treat! And it wasn't even Christmas! The older woman often watched the triplets during the day if Mama needed to attend to things in town, and today she'd given them all a special treat, just before Mama got home. She'd said it was the last of the sugar so she thought they should get a taste of it.

It had been raining for most of the day, a good strong heavy downpour that made Pepa want to dance in it. Señora Lopez wouldn't let her, though. But it was almost done, now, just a little drizzle every now and then, and it was cozy and wonderful inside Casita, with tangy lulo juice making her lips pucker and the sweet sugar from the polvorosas disappearing like magic on her tongue.  

Her cheeks hurt from smiling so much. 

She heard Casita open the front doors and ran to greet her Mama, pumping her little legs as fast as she could go through the puddles in the courtyard to get to her before Bruno could. They'd always tried to outdo each other, but turning four a few months ago had made them worse than ever.

She reached Mama first and hugged her tightly around the waist before letting go and turning around to stick her tongue out at Bruno for being so slow.

He had stopped a few feet away, a worried expression on his face. He was looking at Mama.

Pepa looked up at her too.

Mama's face was pale and pinched together and sad looking.

Oh.

"Mama, what's wrong?" Pepa demanded. 

Mama gave her a tense smile. Pepa hated that smile. It was the smile she had when she said that everything was all right and it was actually not all right at all. Like when one of the men came to the house and told her they didn't have enough seeds. 

Pepa knew seeds grew plants but she didn't understand why everyone was so upset that there weren't enough. There were plants growing all around them! They lived in a jungle! 

"Everything is all right," Mama said.

Pepa frowned. She knew Mama wouldn't tell her what was wrong. But she didn't like it when Mama was sad, either.

Maybe she could fix it.

"Mama, you wanna dance with me?" Pepa asked. "The rain is almost gone, and the sun is coming out!" 

Mama's smile relaxed a little bit. It looked a little smaller and a little more normal. Like a real smile.

"Okay, bebé. Let's dance." 

Mama took her hands and danced slowly with all of them - Pepa first, and then Bruno, and then Julieta. 

As they finished, Pepa looked up to the sky and gasped with delight.

"Look, Mama! A rainbow! A rainbow!"

Mama stopped and tilted her face to the sky. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes and smiled again. She looked a lot better than she had when she first came in the doors.

Pepa knew she could help her Mama feel better. She just knew she could fix it.

[sleepyselkiesims]

Part 37

By birth 3, Chris had the drill down-pat. He alternated between his research and comforting Snow.

He did however panic when he realised there was a chance that the baby could also be a vampire, since vampire pregnancy was still a new topic.

So while his technophobe wife was in labour, Chris quickly soogled the answer to his burning question.

Before he found his answer, Snow White skipped and swirled into baby sparkles. Chris quickly dropped the phone to gather them in his arms.

This time, the set of twins shocked absolutely no one. Chris was totally prepared to step in to make sure the second kid was just as loved. But...

There. Was. STILL. ANOTHER.

We're so doomed.

The other children had been sleeping soundly, but Thyme and Strawberry hurried in as soon as they heard the commotion.

The benevolent god quickly shooed them out, because mom was really peckish after her exertions.

Unfortunately, apparently they'd miscalculated just how exhausted Christopher was...

If only he'd made it those few extra steps to the bed!!

He was right as rain the next morning though, and ready to jump back into child care!

For this particular batch though, Snow handled 99% of the childcare herself. She didn't have any needs of her own after all, so she was always available.

Yeah, go Snow!

On an extra sweet note, an old familiar face decided to check-in! In another life, perhaps Snow White and Bella would have become extremely close. If only...

But time was wizzing right past, and before the household had had the time to interact with the babies, it was already time for the age up sparkles!

For a moment, it felt like the room was raining glittery cloud babies.

Hey, this one's a girl!!! Truly a miracle!

Yada yada, skip infancy, and welcome triplet toddlers!! And also a cat, because Chris was a cat lover and had earned a present.

Now, eagle eyed viewers may be thinking, "Hey, that's more than 8 sims!" and "no way you had two sets of twins and then triplets!" so obviously I cheated this!

And you're right, I did cheat.... another boy into the THIRD SET OF TWINS.

Now, if I may rant.... I had a PLAN!! And the sims RUINED it!!

I've been playing the sims for years, and I've been lucky to get 2 pairs of twins in ten generations. They've been so rare I didn't really consider them, and I thought ok, I'll have baby number 1, then 2, then 3, vampire plotline, and once the next story part is through I will hopefully have twins, one more kid, and then the final child will be the heir! So then by the time the heir is here, the oldest kid will be old enough to move out, and I'll have room!

So when the first twins came along I thought, "oh cool! This will speed things along!"

When the second pair arrived, I simply stared at my screen in shock for a while. How in the plumbob could I look after 4 toddlers and then kids at once??? Hello?? The plan was totally out the window. But still salvageable, if I survived the parenthood.

Then I made perhaps my most foolish decision. Noticing how bad Snow's pregnancy symptoms were (again, I've been playing for years, I've never had a sim struggle so awfully with pregnancy), I thought I might as well combine them with the vampire symptoms! After all, both meant getting hungry more, stomach pain, throwing up... why go through it twice instead of once! I could still have 2 kids after the vampire storyline!

Now, I'd downloaded the MC mod for a different save, and suddenly thought. If there had been 2 twins in a row, who was to say there wouldn't be a third, just to spite me? So, I checked.

It was twins AGAIN.

But! This time, one was a girl! So, I went to stare broodingly out of my window to ponder.

At this point, if I had a kid post-vampire plotline, it would make the last child significantly younger than all 6 siblings. And I was dead set on not having the next generation be a super special miracle child; they were supposed to be just another one of the gang. And also probably trans.

I'd been hoping to have more ~ gender variety ~ in the kids, maybe 70/30 boy vs girl. After the second batch of twins, I figured having all-boys worked just fine for both the 7 dwarves and having a trans next gen.

So to have the SINGULAR CHILD BE A GIRL?!?!? Faceplant into the floor moment. That was both special, and took away a trans plot! If it was both girls then yeah ok, but sims wanted to mess with me ig!

After hours of contemplation, I came to my final decision: I would continue the twin-boys streak with cheats, and leave the girl as she was: triplets! That way, the age gap wouldn't be so horribly big, and I wouldn't have to worry about accidentally getting 8 dwarves later.

As for there only being one girl... well, I worked out an incredibly goofy way for it to make sense with the next gen. So that'll be fun to play out!

Oh plumbob wish me luck getting to that point though. I've never extended a household before, so fingers crossed I don't accidentally delete anyone. I also need to do some serious house expansion with limited funds... aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

Oh yeah, I also MCd all the kids into humans. They weren't vamps before I cheated, and honestly from experience I know I can only handle one vamp at a time. I may or may not make one a vamp later, we'll see.

[songwriteoc]

The Sims 4 Challenge - The Pack(age) Challenge - 10 Gen Version

Ever wanted to explore other aspects of the game, but never had the will to do so? Well with this challenge… you can!

You can use whatever mod you want – it is a fun challenge that you can add your own twists to if you follow the guidelines given!

Recommended Settings:

-        Normal or Long (does not matter)

-        MCCC (for certain generations if needed, but you do not really need it)

-        Do NOT use the More Trait Slot Mod. I will update to add more traits once complete.

You do NOT need to stay with one pack for Create-a-Sim. I understand some of these may require other packs to fit the aesthetic :P

The generations will span over 10, however you can stop at ANY generation if you want to stop.

You can also skip a generation if:

1.    You really dislike the Expansion/Game Pack

2.    If you do not have the Expansion/Game Pack

Generation 1 – The Comedic Genius (Base Game)

You have always dreamed of becoming a comedian. Ever since that one knock, knock joke as a toddler. Your first sentence was even knock, knock! Your dream is become the best comedian in Willow Creek, Newcrest and/or Oasis Springs! You also wanted to create the best comedy household, wanting a large family full of kids to explore all the arts of comedy! Although you were not always down for marriage, you still wanted to act like a happy family even through the comedy home life.

Being raised in an orphanage and finally finding a home once you aged up into a young adult is where your story starts.

 -        Traits: Childish, Family-Orientated & Cheerful

-        Aspiration: Joke Star

-        Create Young Adult (YA) Sim of Any Gender!

-        Reach Lvl.10 of Entertainer Career (Comedian Branch)

-        Max. Comedy Skill

-        Max. Mischief Skill

-        Have a boyfriend/girlfriend, NEVER MARRY!

-        Have 3 to 4 Children.

 Generation 2 – A Serious Detective (Expansion Pack: Get to Work)

You hated the way your family made you do clown behaviour, forced to make jokes that did not even impress you, but made you mad! On a day like no other during high school, you helped a classmate get their money back from their bully, making you best friends till the end of time, with possibly more feelings later? (This is your choice). To get out of your home, you spent majority of your life of high school going to the gym on the weekends to get away from the chaotic life of a comedy home.

You never understood why your family gave you siblings, making you feel overwhelmed with the number of kids your parents naturally had, making you feel bad for the children put up for adoption and left alone with no parents.

-        Traits: Hot-Headed, Ambitious & Athletic

-        Aspiration: Professional Athlete

-        Generation starts as Young Adult (YA)

-        Reach Lvl.10 in Detective Career.

-        Have One Best Friend Forever

-        Max. Logic Skill

-        Max. Athletic Skill

-        Adopt One Child

Optional:

-        Somehow with science, become abducted by an alien. (if it leads to a alien pregnancy, that is fine!)

 Generation 3 – Cooking is the Heart (Game Pack: Dine Out)

As a child, you always enjoyed watching your parent cook you fabulous meals – making them as perfect as you could imagine. Even for your own birthday, you always asked for cookbooks to read upon them so you could learn the recipes to start your own restaurant and teach your children to cook and hopefully take over the restaurant empire you want to build for your family!

Due to how your parent raised you, you were always keen on marrying before woohoo, which is exactly what you will do!

As a Young Adult (YA) this is when your story starts.

 -        Traits: Foodie, Perfectionist & Creative

-        Aspiration: Successful Lineage

-        Generation Starts as Young Adult (YA)

-        Gain 5 Stars in your Restaurant!

-        Max. Cooking Skill

-        No Woohoo before Marriage!

-        Marry before you reach Adulthood!

-        Have 2 Children! (If triplets, that is fine too!)

Optional:

-        Max. Baking Skill (Requires Get to Work)

-        Read Every Week (As if you are reading a cookbook every week)

 Generation 4 – The Unflirty Critic (Expansion Pack: City Living)

You have seen people fall in love, hated that your parent spent more times cooking in the restaurant with your sibling than taking care of you. They may of gave you attention, but what was it for? So, you could critic the food they make? You seemed to also help your parent cook amazing foods with your own critical thinking. Was this a career path for you? Seems so!

In school, nobody wanted to be friends with you due to how brutal honest you were with their gifts and how they acted. Everybody hated you, and the only friend you had was your own sibling who stayed beside you, telling you to do what you can with the goals you want in life, making you flee to the city of San Mychuno! Yours was to be a food critic. With no friends, you never learned to love, apart from that one hook-up one night at a high school party your sibling brought you to after you graduated. You despised love. You despised the very thought of it. You were the Agnes Crumplebottom of love, whacking people with your clipboard of critic responses.

 -        Traits: Unflirty, Vegetarian & Loner

-        Aspiration: City Native

-        Starts as a Teenager (Teen)

-        Lvl. 10 of Critic Career (Food Critic Branch)

-        Max. Charisma Skill

-        Never Marry!

-        Become Pregnant at a Party As soon As You Age Up!

-        Never Talk to Child till they are a Teenager.

Optional:

-        You may use MCCC to get your sim pregnant as a Teenager instead of as soon as they age up! (Still at a party!)

 Generation 5 – It is Nothing Like Twilight, I Swear! (Game Pack: Vampires)

Your parent always shoved you away. You always loved studying upon the supernatural and embraced the feeling once as a teenager, you befriended a vampire, only to have a teenager brain and ask to of been turned. Your now stuck as a vampire and need a way to find a cure for your offspring you want to produce.

You do not want your future child to live through the same fate as you, as you turn other sims into vampires like yourself, before falling in love with another vampire, making it a love for eternity. However, you always adored your grandparents cooking, its as if they gave you heaven for food.

Your sims story starts as a teenager!

 -        Starts as a Teenager (Teen)

-        Traits: Kleptomaniac, Bro & Jealous

-        Aspiration: Good Vampire

-        Purchase Almost Every Vampire Perk!

-        Be Turned as a Teenager (or early Young Adult)

-        Have 1 – 3 Children!

-        Find a Cure for Vampirism Before child(ren) reaches Teen stage(s)

-        Marry Your Vampire Love

-        Have HORRIBLE relationship with parent, but GREAT relationship with grandparent.

Optional:

-        You can rebuild your relationship with your parent before they die, if your Sim wants to anyway!

 Generation 6 – I will adopt one, no two… No, all six! (Game Pack: Parenthood)

Your grateful for what your parent did for you, creating a cure for the vampirism you were born with. Although, you feel as if you need to prove to your parent that you can be the best parent in the world! Unfortunately, you were born unable to have children yourself (can be edited in CAS, or through mods).

You make it your mission to adopt as many kids as you want and making sure to spoil them with your video game greatness and parenting skills! Making them feel loved and adored!

 -        Traits: Family-Oriented, Good & Geek

-        Aspiration: Super Parent

-        You Start Once they reach Young Adult (YA)

-        Max. Parenting Skill

-        Max. Video Gaming Skill

-        Adopt 6 Toddlers Between Your Young Adult and Adult stage!

-        Never Get a Job! (Paint, Write… etc. for money!)

Optional:

-        You can marry if you want. Requirements: MUST share ONE trait your SIM has!

-        Adopt to Max. Household Limit Between your Young Adult and Adult Stage!

Recommended:

-        Youngest Child is Next Gen!

 Generation 7 – Time to Meow to this Howling! (Expansion Pack: Cats & Dogs)

You were raised with a lot of adoptive siblings, making you feel tired of being surrounded by older siblings that rushed around you taking care of your parent(s). The only love you felt, was from that one cat you found on the streets on that one visit to Brindleton Bay.

Once you became a Young Adult, you moved to Brindleton Bay and decided to start your passion for having your own Veterinary and surrounding yourself with stray animals you found on the street or adopting cats & dogs from the computer and/or phone! Maybe also falling in love with your own co-worker you hired?

 -        Traits: Cat Lover, Dog Lover & Loves the Outdoors

-        Aspiration: Friend of the Animals

-        Max. Animal Training Skill

-        Max. Veterinary Skill

-        Own a 5 Star Veterinary

-        Adopt any Number of Cats & Dogs! (e.g., 3 cats, 3 dogs… 2 cats, 3 dogs… etc.)

-        Marry a veterinary co-worker!

-        Have child(ren) with co-worker! (Does not matter on how many)

  Generation 8 – Spring All Year! (Expansion Pack: Seasons)

With your family adoring animals, you adored them too! But there is something you always asked for winterfest and your birthday, and that was your own private greenhouse to grow your own flowers to build your own store to grow flowers and sell them!

Your own way of doing so, was getting yourself a job as a gardener, and helping to design flowers for your friends, family and customers that wanted their own flowers done as a hobby while you worked, which lead to your own romantic destiny… but was it a fling, or did you unknowingly become the serial romantic and had/got someone else’s child that wasn’t your lover’s?

 -        Traits: Loves the Outdoors, Non-Committal & Romantic

-        Aspiration: Freelance Botanist

-        Reach Lvl.10 of Gardener Career (Floral Designer Branch)

-        Max. Gardening Skill

-        Max. Flower Arranging Skill

-        Marry Your Highschool Sweetheart

-        Have One Child with Another Sim that ISN’T Your Lover!

-        Get Divorced from your Highschool Sweetheart!

-        Have One Child with your Highschool Sweetheart!

Optional:

-        As a Teenager before gen starts, you can start with the Serial Romantic Aspiration!

 Generation 9 – “You love me! You really, really love me!” (Expansion Pack: Get Famous)

You loved the silver-screen as a toddler, looking at the beautiful actors/actresses performing on-screen and knowing instantly that is what YOU wanted to do.

Always laughed at for loving the arts in the countryside, you moved out of Brindleton Bay with your family so you could start your dreams of slowly becoming the best actor/actress the sims world has ever seen and seeing them raise their children to be just as famous as them in Del Sol Valley! The generation starts once you are a teenager!

 -        Traits: Creative, Self-Absorbed & Snob

-        Aspiration: World-Famous Celebrity

-        Reach Lvl.5 of Acting Club (Teen)

-        Reach Lvl.10 of Acting Career

-        Reach 5 Stars as a Celebrity!

-        Max. Acting Skill

-        Max. Charisma Skill

-        Befriend a 5 Star Celebrity

-        Marry a Celebrity Same, or Higher Star Level

-        Get Money Worth of: $300,000

-        Have Three Children with Lover.

Optional:

-        Max. Singing Skill (City Living Required)

 Generation 10 – Mother Nature is That You?! (Game Pack: Strangerville)

A sudden village has recently come back into the news after centuries of being forgotten and put through protection. You were invested in wanting to figure out what was going on while balancing your own military career.

Before then being sent to Strangerville to see what was going on in the village itself! You got told you could bring one person with you for security, and safety. However, once your friend eats a forbidden fruit found in a plant – things suddenly go south, making you know what you had to do, but all this chaos has made you more paranoid and scared for what could happen if you fail.

 -        Starts as a Young Adult (YA)

-        Traits: Athletic, Paranoid & Clumsy

-        Aspiration: Strangerville Mystery

-        Reach Lvl.10 Military Career (Officer Branch)

-        Max. Fitness Skill

-        Max. Charisma Skill

-        Have One Child once The Mother is defeated (if twins or triplets, that is fine too!)

-        Live with your Best Friend in Strangerville

-        Find love once The Mother is defeated!

Optional:

-        You can bring a co-worker to live with you in Strangerville if you don’t have a best friend!

Part Two: Not Released Yet

Other Information:

There is a 2nd Part of this challenge going to be available once it is complete, in case you want to continue the generation for another 5 or so generations! Depending on the packs that are released that have careers, or something interesting to add.

Have suggestions for other packs that were realised before Strangerville? Say and I’ll put them into the part 2 of this challenge!

P.S. This is the first challenge, and it is in trial run. So there maybe some problems. If there is, please message me through here, or through my other social media:

Twitter: /@SongWriteOC  https://twitter.com/SongWriteOC

If you do the challenge, please use the hashtag #SimsThePackChallenge on all social media, such as Twitter, Instagram, Tumblr... etc. Even YouTube! <3 

[wildwoodmage]

CROSSROADS

@boundforfreedomsonsal SonSal Week Year 3 Day 3

Second day in a row I'm cheating by repurposing fic I already had mostly written, but actually it's sonsal mod's fault for making prompts that suited my pre-existing drafts! This one is a continuation of Starlight Symphony, an AU featuring Sally as the Goddess of Order and Sonic as... well, why don't you read it for yourself? ;3 High fantasy with a touch of philosophy. Does it count as major character death if the scene takes place in the afterlife? Anyway...

Despite what humans and lesser gods might believe, Sally, Queen of the Gods, was not omniscient. Her knowledge was vast, unmatched by any who had not personally woven shapeless matter into planets and stars. She heard the song of every newborn soul, and remembered all who had come before. Human history was a tome she returned to time and time again, spending centuries pondering the stories of the strange creatures she and her husband had created. The future, however, remained behind a veil. Scourge had a unique talent for bucking her predictions, bending fate to his ever-shifting whims. Every once in a while, a human was born with a similar talent. These humans drew power from their defiance, their ability to stare fate in the eye and not blink. Sally soon realized that humans with this ability often became heroes, healers, leaders, or destroyers. They changed fate and the fate of all who followed in their wake. When Sally peered into a human’s future and realized that it was shrouded in chaos, she knew that they were one to pay close attention to.

When the triplets were born, fate ceased to be predictable. Infinite possibilities clouded Sally’s vision, and as much as the mystery vexed her, she found that she could not tear her eyes away. A lesser mind, studying them, would find them unremarkable; three children without wealth or protection, likely to die in obscurity. But they survived, and as they reached adulthood, Sally began to see the signs of three uniquely powerful souls, shining with defiance and infinite potential. Sonic, the eldest, was courageous and kind. He was a shield between his family and the myriad of dangers that threatened them. Sonia was a firebrand, with ambition that would never be satisfied with a life of poverty and fear. Manic was clever, and although his wit was often used for petty tricks, he could not fully conceal a profound love of justice. All three were dishonest, as humans often were; they pretended not to care about a world that did not care for them, but Sally could see that they ached for any innocent who suffered, and they yearned for a kinder future.

For two decades, a blink in the lifespan of a god, Sally watched them from afar. And when one reached the Isle of Souls, she approached him. Sonic lay on his back, cushioned by ivory sand, while rhythmic waves lapped at his feet. He stared up at a blue-gray sky, eyes tracing subtle shifts in the clouds. In all the years Sally had watched him, she had never seen him lie so still. On Earth, he had been eternally restless, his body overflowing with more energy than a single human could possibly contain. Here, however, he enjoyed a moment of perfect peace, untroubled by want or memory or anything that was not the rolling waves. He deserved it. Sally felt a twinge of pity that it may not last.

The Queen didn’t speak as she approached, not wishing to disturb him until he was ready. Her preferred form when speaking to humans was a lady, small and unassuming at a glance, with sensibly cropped hair and clothes of sturdy, deep blue linen. Unlike her husband, she cared little for striking awe and fear into the hearts of men. She found it was far more satisfying to reveal her true nature piece by piece, beguiling her followers not with power, but mystery. Her blessing was reserved for those who sought the truth beneath the surface. When she sat beside Sonic, legs folded demurely beneath her, only the vivid color of her eyes and clothes indicated that she was anything more than another ghost.

With uncharacteristic slowness, Sonic turned blank white eyes on her. He smiled, friendly but not familiar. “Howdy, stranger,” he said. “I didn’t know there was anyone here but me.”

“It’s best to give new arrivals space to adjust,” Sally said. “I hope I didn’t interrupt.”

“Nah, it’s alright. I was just enjoyin’ the atmosphere.” Sonic looked back up at the sky. His face was smooth and slack, untouched by worry. Although he had worn a carefree mask on Earth, there had always been fury and tension seeping through the cracks. Now, he couldn’t even remember what had troubled him so. Sally was almost jealous. Almost.

“I love to come here,” she said. “There’s not a place in the universe that’s more peaceful.”

“I believe it,” Sonic said. “But I haven’t seen much beyond earth and the night sky. How much of the universe have you seen?”

“All of it and more,” Sally said. Sonic snorted as if she had cracked a joke, although her tone was entirely sincere.

“All of it, huh? And here I thought I was well traveled. What’s your name, stranger?”

Sally introduced herself, and was momentarily taken aback when Sonic extended a hand for her to shake. His smile was effortless, and Sally had seen shades of it in the years before. To Sonic, everyone was a friend until they proved otherwise, even someone like her. She gave his hand a polite shake.

“I’m Sonic,” he said.

“I know.”

“Of course you do.” Sonic’s tone was mirthful, unafraid. Perhaps it was the soothing balm of his surroundings that kept him from worrying, but Sally suspected that she would not intimidate him even if they were still on Earth. Even if any sensible human would be afraid of her. “You know everything, right? Can you tell me where we are?”

“This is the Isle of Souls, a waypoint between Earth and infinity. Ghosts rest here until they are ready to move on.”

Sonic was quiet for a moment, his smile softening into something more subdued. “I’m dead.”

It wasn’t a question, so Sally didn’t answer. “What do you remember?”

“Not much,” Sonic said. “Faces. Family. I’m missing a lot of details, and the actual dying part is a big ol’ blank.”

“That’s normal. Those who die tragically rarely remember right away. The memories will return as you make peace with your fate.”

“And my family?”

“Grieving, but safe. I cannot predict their futures, but I suspect that they will not join you here anytime soon.”

“Good.” A pang of sadness crossed Sonic’s expression, the first since his arrival on the Island. “Sort of. I guess it’s normal to miss them. I want them to be safe, but I think they’d like it here.”

“Most souls wait here until their loved ones arrive. You are welcome to do so. However…” Sally chose her next words carefully. It was exhilarating, speaking with someone whose actions she could not predict, but the uncertainty was unfamiliar and vexing. “I would like to make you an offer.”

At that, Sonic propped himself up, turning away from the blue-gray waves to look Sally in the eye. “Do you always sound this spooky, or do you crank it up a notch for the recently-dead?”

“Words have consequences, especially when they are misunderstood. Especially words from a goddess to a human. I want to be sure you understand the gravity of your decision.”

Sonic breathed out a sigh, casting a longing glance back at the endless ocean. But he sat up, facing Sally, as tension crept back into his posture. “Alright, Your Majesty. I’m listening.”

“You have two paths forward,” Sally said. “You may remain on the Isle of Souls like multitudes before you, and those that will come after. Ghosts are welcome to stay as long as they like. When you are ready for eternal rest, you will sail across the ocean. The horizon is beyond the reach of even the gods, and on the other side you will be truly at peace. No matter what path you choose now, that horizon is your final destination.

“You died sooner than I expected. You are not the first human to do so, and you will not be the last. But I believe that you still have a story left to write. If you accept my offer, I will grant you a portion of my power, and you will be my agent in the realm of the gods. The reaper who brought you to the Isle is one such agent, though you would have different responsibilities. You would be not unlike an angel from human stories, a messenger and a warrior, defying those who would disrupt the balance between the gods.”

Sally couldn’t predict the future, but she knew with complete certainty what Sonic’s first question would be. “Would I be able to go back to Earth?”

“No,” she said. “If I were to bend the laws of life and death, even for my own champion, my own power—and every universal law I uphold—would erode. Any time you cross into the mortal plane, your power and ability to communicate with the living will be severely restricted. You are dead, and you will remain dead. Should you accept, your service will be temporary, and when it ends you will return to the Isle of Souls.”

A wiser man would ask for time to think. Sonic merely looked at the starless sky, then the horizon. The energy that flowed through him in life and death alike had him fidgeting, sweeping his fingers through the soft sand. Sally couldn’t predict him, couldn’t see into his racing thoughts, but she had crafted his beating heart and recognized her husband’s gift, the restless defiant that flowed through his veins.

She was not surprised by his answer. She couldn’t wait to be surprised by what was to come.

[onceuponaloonatic]

apologies i didn't gave much details about my ask. i'm referring to before the triplets are born and i'm okay with g!p

alight perfect !! thanks for answering me i just wanted to be 100% clear before writing this !! sorry this took a while i was asleep and this is basically a whole fic at this point oops and i love answering these so please send more asks thank you 👉👈

sana used to hate everything about heats. as a female unmated omega model if alphas at her photo shoots smelled even the slightest bit of heat or arousal in her scent, she would be flirted with constantly and sometimes even people would try to touch. sana always spook her mind about this issue, but being seen as venerable in the modeling industry was very dangerous.

so sana surpressed her heats. being on surpresssents for a long time was never recommended but sana didn’t have much of a choice.

when she met tzuyu and mina things changed. she still surpressed her heat when they met but over time mina warmed up the idea of getting rid of her surpressents. mina and tzuyu both reassured her they didn’t want her pushing herself for them. their ruts only came once every four times a month, so sana is more than happy to satisfy each of their three ruts per year. usually one would trigger the other so it was common that sana felt with two alphas in rut, but she never really complained.

when tzuyu graduated college sana decided to stop taking her surpressents. sana saw this time as completely different than before. they were no longer kids, they were adults now and adults dealt with problems instead of ignoring them. plus she had been taking surpressents for so long she was started to feel the effects she was getting headaches that could only be diagnosed as taking her surpressents for too long.

mina and tzuyu were happy sana was off the surroressents, they could see it was starting to hurt their sana and they didn’t want her to be hurt.

when they mated i’m their honeymoon, sana threw out the surpressents she was saving just is case. being mated was a whole new ball game. she didn’t ever need to worry about her heats and being eyed or touched in weird places by strangers again. she belonged to tzuyu and mina, no one else could even dare touch her. mating with them was the best thing she had ever done, everything felt better and more natural. thanks to tzuyu and mina, sana no longer hated her heats.

so when sana woke up with slick running down her thigh, she knew exactly what she needed. they had been mated for almost three years now and sana knew when all of her heats started. she never scheduled shoots around her heat and made at least tzuyu or mina take time off around that time. when sana checked her phone calendar she knew exactly what time it was.

this heat was just slightly different than her other ones. she had finally stopped taking her birth control, she had a brief conversation with mina and tzuyu and they had all agreed they were ready.

“mina.” sana whined, fidgeting in the bed. “tzuyu.”

mina woke up first, instantly catching onto the scent in the air and recognizing exactly what was wrong.

“mina.” sana whined again. mina nodded and pulled sana into a kiss, feeling sana’s tongue sneak in as sana climbed on top of her, feeling mina’s hard on underneath her. sana moaned around the kiss as she began to grind, feeling her mate’s hard on beneath her. “tzuyu-ya.” sana chocked our, tzuyu slowly opening her eyes. mina let sana grind on her for a second, reaching her hands up to start taking off sana’s sleep shirt. mina pulled it over sana’s head and felt tzuyu moving next to her, pushing sana away from the kiss for a moment to address tzuyu. “want to take her mouth first?” tzuyu nodded, reaching over to rest one hand on sana’s hip. mina unbuckled sana’s bra and sana moaned loudly.

“mina.” sana sped up.

“slow down princess.” mina halted the movement of sana’s hips. “suck tzuyu off first.” sana moaned loudly at that, just wanting to be filled. “uh-uh princess, if you act up you won’t get what you want.”

“tzuyu.” sana turned to tzuyu.

“princess i’m not going to save you. you need to suck me off first before mina will fill you.” tzuyu giggled at sana’s desperateness. sana moaned loudly at this, trying to move her hips again against mina.

“nope, off.” mina patted sana’s thigh. sana fell to the side and mina and tzuyu attached themselves to her chest. they both rained kisses and nips around sana’s upper body, each kissing over her mating marks. sana gasped at this, and mina and tzuyu both silently agreed sana never looked sexier. they both helped sana take her pajama pants off and mina worked a hand into sana’s panties. “suck tzuyu off for me okay princess?” sana nodded and moved to take tzuyu’s sleep shorts off, mouthing her bulge over her boxers.

“take them off for me baby girl.” tzuyu demanded. sana couldn’t help but agree, sliding the boxers down tzuyu’s legs. sana instantly latched onto tzuyu’s dick. she gave the head a couple licks before pushing it into her mouth, ignoring her gag reflex as she struggled to take tzuyu. tzuyu tangled her hands in sana’s hair, holding her down.

“good job princess.” mina smiled at sana. “your doing so well taking her.” sana hummed at the praise and gasped around tzuyu when mina stuck her hand in sana’s panties. “shh princess, you don’t want to get punished do you?” mina rubbed around sana’s clit. sana let tzuyu fuck her throat as mina rubbed her. “baby your so wet, just for us.”

“why don’t you take care of our princess well i use her throat?” tzuyu asked mina.

“good idea.” mina smiled. “princess no moving, let your alphas take care of you.” sana hummed in agreement, sighing in relief when she felt mina’s head bear her entrance. mina pushes in one stroke, sana gasping louding which caused her to take more tzuyu down her throat. sana was nearly sobbing at the relief of mina and tzuyu taking care of her. she needed this.

“baby girl are you okay?” tzuyu asked, sana modding around tzuyu.

“good girl.” mina whispered in her ear. “your such a good girl for us.” mina started pumping and sana let out another moan around tzuyu. tzuyu clenched her teeth in pleasure at sana’s noisesc each stimulating her even more.

“m-mina.” sana pulled away from tzuyu, a strand of spit connecting her mouth to tzuyu’s dick. “f-faster.”

“oh, making demands now are we?” mina asked. “okay, but only because i’m feeling nice.” sana loved this side of her normally quiet and soft mina. it was so unexpected. mina seemed like a soft alpha, but in reality she was in control. always calling sana princess and praising her when she needed it, punishing her when she was acting out. tzuyu had a more quiet dominance to her, making sana take her whenever she needed, asserting dominance through subtle scenting and ownership. when sana was in her omega head space she carved both of their types of ownership. even when she wasn’t, she still loved being mina and tzuyu’s. it may be her heat talking, but she wanted to give them her everything. she wanted to bear their children and spend the rest of her life in their arms. sana thought this as mina fucked her, loving the feeling of tzuyu down her throat. her heat controlled her, but she loved this. she needed this.

“are you close princess?” mina asked, feeling sana tighten around her. “do you want my knot?” mina asked. sana moaned and nodded, she needed it. she needed mina’s knot. sana moaned as mina spend up. tzuyu felt herself tense off, trying to hold herself back and give her cum at the same time as mina. “come for me princess.” sana moaned as she let go. tzuyu let go too, and sana swallowed her cum. mina kept moving through sana’s orgasm and at the end she let go, pushing her knot into sana. once they were knotted sana fell onto the bed trying to catch her breath and tzuyu rolled to the side.

“let’s go have some food. i know you didn’t eat much dinner last night and after you eat and drink some water you can take tzuyu.” mina kissed down sana’s back, pulling her into her lap. their hips were connected by mina’s knot, and mina positioned sana carefully so many could carry her.

“i’m not hungry.” sana whined, trying time grind against the knot.

“no no princess, you need to eat and drink some water.” mina stopped her. “tzuyu why don’t you grab us some power bars and water, i’ll take care of her.”

“sure.” tzuyu smiled and grabbed her boxers, putting them on and going downstairs to grab some food for their baby girl. when she got back sana seemed more calm, sitting patiently in mina’s lap as mina and her looked at something on her phone.

after earning their power bars and drink some water, mina eases her knot out of sana and when sana hits another wave of heat tzuyu fills her. once filled with tzuyu’s knot sana falls asleep tzuyu’s chest and mina calls her work to get the rest of the day off.

the rest of sana’s heat she is filled with either tzuyu or mina, they carrying her around the apartment when she needed it. sana was delighted to always be filled even when sleeping. her alphas were perfect. they were perfect for her and her needs. they were the people sana know she wanted to speend every single day for the rest of the rest of her life with.

[saokpe]

HDLW Sibling Week 2020 - Day 7: Free Day!

Well guys, we finally made it to the end! This has been one hell of a week, definitely in my personal life, but even more so here! The mods at the HDLW Sibling Week tumblr have been amazing this week, I can't give them enough praise for both their choice of prompts and their support of the various artists that participated in this event! Artist's submissions that you can see reblogged over at their tumblr blog @hdlwsiblingweek2020, so please give those a look if you haven't already. I am also eternally grateful for the positive response these fics have gotten, it really was what kept me going throughout these hectic collection days. So from the bottom of my heart, thank you!

This final fic is definitely my most ambitious of the week, hence why it took all seven days to work on and is being posted a couple hours later than usual (sorry!). A story meant to make reference to all of my previous HDLW Sibling Week fics but also work as a stand alone story of sacrifice and action! I love how it turned out, I hope you all do as well! (Sorry for the long message, please enjoy...)

A Drawn Out War

My feet slam and echo across the hollow chambers of the remains of McDuck manor. I clutch my weapons between my fingers, its sharp edges scratching along my already weathered and distraught palm. My clothes torn, my pristine pale face vandalized with the war paint my quivering expression wore. My feet keep moving, the nagging voice at the back of my head begging me to surrender, my resolve not allowing that cowardice to take over. She could be anywhere, yes, ready to pounce, ready to relieve me of this stress I allowed myself to carry, ready to aim her barrel between my eyes and allow me bliss. I don’t want bliss.

The wooden hallways I stalked threatens to turn, a sudden panic overtaking me as the idea of what hid at the other end drenched me. “I wonder if my brothers are still in the game?” My head cruelly asks, the thought dragging every step I attempt to take. I reach the hallway’s turn, the corner of my eye catching an odd construct. The continuing alleyway housed not tensed air but instead an elongated line of walls made completely out of blankets. My curious gaze is promptly stolen from me, however, as the moment I reach the odd monument’s presence, my leg is clutched. The fear from before returns to me like the shots I have so cautiously tried to avoid, the creature which held me knocking me over and dragging me to the now horrifying display of incorrectly used bedspreads. Darkness finds me, my heartbeat slamming over my chest with the power of the gun I loosely dragged with me. As my body finally halts, taking my bearings, like a cornered animal, I begin to shoot wildly.

Foam hitting cloth bangs the pitch black room, the sound of life grunting and ducking the only other element attracting my senses. Soon the ammunition halts, the clicking of an empty magazine the only thing my weapons shoots. 

My heavy panting fills the silence, soon the sound of a match lighting and the bright flame it produces return my sight. My distressed eyes look across, seeing the multicolored walls decorated crudely with the bright orange bullets I dispensed. I continue to dart, looking for who my captors may be, seeing two uncannily familiar faces looking back. Both sharing the look of blood curdling adrenaline as I, Louie and Huey stare down at my prone body.

“HUEY! LOUIE!” I bolt back, clutching them between my aching arms. The little strength afforded to me wasted as I revel in the long lost warmth of my brothers. “I thought you two for gonners after what happened at the kitchen!”

“Almost but,” Huey begins, stopping as he drags his candle closer to my sullied face, “-it seems we all survived.” A well deserved smile stretches over him.

I part from my re-discovered family, “Where are we?”`

“Cushion Island.” Louie, a tang of grizzled seriousness, answers. “After she separated us, I started reconstructing it as a safe haven, taking a new design philosophy into consideration. We’ve been hiding out in here for a while, amassing enough resources to be able to fight back. Looking for you as well.” The kid shares a knowing glare with his eldest twin. 

“I’m just happy Webb-” I attempt to, in my newly found excitement, say before finding a hand forcefully placed over my beak. Looking over to where the arm originates, I see Louie, still not dropping the solemn urgency in his gaze, tilting towards me.

“Don’t say her name.” He whispers, “She’ll know.” His hand slowly begins to part.

“What do I call her then?” Seeing the consequentiality of the room rise, I emulate their murmur.

Huey lowers the wax candle to the middle of the circle we had created throughout the conversation, “We’ve been calling her Worerdurk.”

“Ok then,” I allow the new information to season, “I’m just happy Worerdurk hasn’t, y’know, gotten to any of us.” My voice heightens as it attempts to avoid the severity of the situation. “It’s almost been a full day, she must be getting frustrated by now.”

“I don’t think so.” My hoodie wearing brother’s clarification almost overlaps my prediction, “Our sister isn’t that weak willed, she’ll wait as long as it takes.”

“Like a predator to their prey.” Huey finishes, his eyes dilating as he recollects. Both keep silent after, allowing me to think the situation over. What they have seen I can only imagine…

Their silence is not well utilized as before I could get a response out, the thin walls ripple and shake. The sound of distanced footsteps reaching us. Our eyes bolt open, their pupils staring at each other as we prepare for action.

“She’s here.” My silver tongued sibling addresses Hubert.

“I’ll get the weapons.” The cap wearing and increasingly calm Huey bolts deeper into the tunnel of blankets.

I turn to worry, keeping vigilant for any type of indicator of danger. This paranoia leading me to notice Louie a bit less jumpy, uncharacteristically so. His sitting body hunched over a picture.

I crawl over, raising my neck over his as I attempt to view the celluloid. Though harder to see in the miniscule candle light, the object identifies itself as a picture of us, dressed in humorously designed attire. The photo is far from methodically composed, streaks of blurred action carved to it as I rebelled against my sweater. I chuckle at the recent memory.

“Where’d you find that picture Lou, I thought Uncle Donald threw all those out.” I inquire.

“We found it while trying to smuggle guns from Worerdurk’s room, she had it framed.” He remains stoic, halting his answer as his drowsy eyes continue to stare over the picture a bit longer. “She takes this game so seriously, you think she can be talked out of it?”

“I don’t know.” My answer reins honest.

… A moment of shaky stillness follows my response, interrupted by the sudden movement of my triplet’s hand as he crumbles and hides the picture, turning to me swiftly after.

“Does your gun have any darts left?” Louie looks to me.

“No, I’m tapped.”

The answer brings out an annoyed grunt from the analytical adventurer. “It’s worthless to try to escape without guns. We’ll just hope Huey is faster than Webbs.”

“I thought we couldn’t say her name.” A second of my jittery concern asks.

He remains silent as the correction reaches his ears. Thought overtakes him, the footsteps getting louder and faster, its banging only matching the intensity of my beating heart. It raises further, and further, and further. The sound of incoming danger scratching over me, the thinning quiet only adding to the stabbing dread. My fingers clench into themselves, my spine straightens, my brow furrowing in shaky anticipation. The slamming steps boom, one after the other. I shift the anxious glare I wore across the room, my head nagging for an escape, eventually finding solace in my brother. Who, against any type of common sense or logic, wore a smirk, a begrudged smile. Why?

A figure darts to our corner of Cushion Island. I toss my body back as I analyze if the silhouette was friend or foe. Luckily, the candle light reveals the identifiable outfit of Huey Duck. Louie’s smile fades.

“This is all I could find, she's right on my tail.” Alarm laces his words. Quickly dropping a collection of plastic pistols, rifles, and ammunition over the cushioned floor, Huey begins to haul various items towards himself. Footsteps approach. As I stare over my brothers, their faces contorting and biting in determined vigor, two pistols are thrown over my lap. “Those are yours.” 

“Thanks..” I take both weapons, along with their accompanied darts. The weight pulls my arms to the ground before leveling them. Scanning the pistols I am able to assess their strength, weapons worthy of battle. Additionally, I notice their dramatically fitting color scheme, the right sporting vibrant red and green while the left a light blue and pink.

The sound of a long rifle clicking sounds from Huey, who while fiddling with his weapon asks, “You taking anything, Louie?”

The green adorned duck exhales heavily, “Don’t think so.”

The question’s originator sighs, standing as the answer delivers. 

“That’s stupid, how are you gonna protect yourself without a gun?” I ask, the oddity of the response forcing me to question. “Are you not that good of a shot?”

My brother restores the smirk from before, the incoming attacker’s noise scratching over us, yet he walked closer to it.

Huey pulls my shoulder, raising and dragging me to Louie’s opposing direction.  “He’s a great shot, actually.”

“We need to wait for Louie.” I attempt to reason, my feet slipping behind my older brother, my sight distancing from my younger. 

“He’ll draw us some time.”

“What?! No!” The situation’s condition punctures. The anger of it giving me the strength to break from Huey’s grip, the force shooting me closer to Louie, my feet continuing the travel. Not soon after the arms I escape stretch and lock over my abdomen, my sprint halted as I am once again pulled away.

“Dewey, it’s alright.” I stop my resistance as Louie speaks. “Just doing my part of a deal.” His words spewed with such confidence yet they only read to me like self-righteous nonsense. “You’ll win anyways, it’s not that big a deal.” 

Just as he finishes, the blanket walls that separated the room Louie stood over begins to ripple and open, a figure walking in as the footsteps halt. I don’t get to see the menace as Huey, with one final tug, emerges out from Cushion Island with me in hand. I separate as we bounce over the wooden flooring of the relatively better lit mansion hallway. 

“We need to run, you got your weapon?” Huey asks, slowly returning to his feet.

I struggle to find any will to return to my feet, the burning anger and sorrow encompassing all my energy. 

“Dewey!” 

My trance is broken, the sorrow suppressed as anger refuels me. I bolt to my feet, clutching the dual pistols in my unstable hands. I take a deep breath, the first intake of air I’ve dared take in the last minute. “Let’s go.”

The two of us race back the way I came, almost immediately after, the horrid sound of Webby’s guns firing echoes from the now desolate Cushion Island. My feet stumble, my teeth grinding onto each other in sizzling rage. I shake my head, holding my tongue as I return to a full sprint.

“Stop!” Huey drags his feet. “Look.” He points to the remaining stretch of the hallway.

I step besides him, looking forward to the sight of an almost invisible piece of string stretch taught along the two walls.

“Let’s just step over it.” I suggest.

“Look closer.” 

I return to analyzing the continuing path, noticing what my brother refers to. The same piece of twine repeated across the rest of the house.

“How did she even find the time to do this?” My shocked and agape mouth sounds off.

An eerily familiar family of footsteps fastly approaches. “Dewey! Huey! I know you’re there!” An arrogant and maniacal Webbigail boasts, her shadow stretching and distorting as it begins to turn towards us.

“Quickly! The lights!” Huey orders.

The instructions delay trying to reach my understanding but I eventually look over to the chandelier hanging near the alleyway’s middle. My arms raise, haphazardly aiming before laying two bullets in its direction. The second stray shot crashing across its top, knocking it out of balance and out of frame. The set piece falls harshly across the wood, the bulbs it hung shattering onto the walls and ground. Blinding all nearby with its lack of light.

“Come on! Over here.” I hear a voice call to me from my left, the still readable figure of Huey Duck hiding behind one of the drawers the house had a plentiful variety of. I throw myself, ducking alongside him.

“We need a plan.” I begin, my whisper falling to the increasing vibrations of the approaching Worerdurk.

“Yeah…” Huey dives into thought. Mumbling as he thinks of what to do.

My patience pounds across my head, my hand readjusting in fidgety anticipation. My neck turns as I wait for my smarter half to adjust to the situation, looking off to the hallway, searching for danger in the ink black darkness. As I scan the environment, two green dots stare back at me. My heart rips from my chest before I return to hiding.

“She has her night vision goggles, hurry up!” I don’t attempt to hide my desperation in the whisper.

“Don’t rush me!” he retorts, quickly slamming his feathered palms over his beak as the screech echoes, alerting any still breathing creature in the house. “Dammit…  I got a plan.”

“Tell me! Quickly!” I disobey his previous scowl.

“You only have one chance Dewey,” A pair of hands fall over my shoulders, “-take our sister down.” The hands squeeze before my body is hurled where Huey once was, the sound of his body scurrying past me blasting. I look over, the silhouette of my hat wearing brother dashes into the hallway. 

Gunfire instantly commences, the streaks of wind the darts produce flying over me. My body curls, the intensity of the moment shooting between my bones, the fear washing and twisting every miniscule detail of my body; forfeiting control of my valor. 

“No!” I yell to myself. Too much has been sacrificed, Louie tried to reason with her, Huey survived for my sake and now he’s fighting alone because he put his trust in me. “I CAN’T GIVE UP NOW!” 

I raise my body over the drawer, placing my arms across as I wildly shoot forwards. The pistols alternate shots, my left hand firing first, the red and green, the gun brave enough to attack first. The beaming green dots of my sister’s goggles shift to me before darting towards my brother, who’s weapon shoots aimlessly at her.

My guns don’t let up, my shut eyes doing little to help the cause. My fingers press and release in unison, the foam ammunition bouncing from all surfaces it can find, my continuous onslaught only hesitating when a loud grunt strikes me. 

“I’m out!” Huey screams, grunted pain in his begrudged announcement.

My soul sinks. I lower my body behind cover once more, my right hand finishing to press the trigger, it clicking, empty. I look down to it, tossing it aside as a million different thoughts flash my mind. I stare the hardly visible blue and pink dart gun down, the last remaining, one final shot. I exhale before tossing my body back over the wooden shelf, taking both of my overfilled hands to aim. Between the eyes, the two glowing beams that glared me over. The whirring of a gun ready to begin shooting sounds from my target, the artillery she carried ready to riddle my body in plastic. 

“Dear o’ sibling of mine…” I whisper, the previously suppressed sorrow stationing in my right index finger which sadly levers.

My final dart shoots ahead, dashing between the wind which pulled against it, vanishing to the darkness upon release.

“Ow!” A high pitched Webby screams. A palpable anticipation takes hold of all in the audience. A wait of the outcome, of the winner's disclosure. “Aw man! You got me!”

The reveal deafens my ears, my already limited view doubling, my head dizzying.

“YOU DID IT DEWEY! YOU WON!” A secondary voice congratulates.

The room begins to spin, my body’s excess of adrenaline leaving my body sluggish upon its departure. Consciousness begins to leave me, my body dropping as quickly as my increasingly heavy eyelids. Before I fall, however, I scream out, raising my left hand, the blue and pink pistol still loosely attached to it, “Heck yeah I did!” 

My brain shuts down.

Dewey eventually woke up, where he, along with his brothers and sister, was forced to clean up the mess their little Nerf war had caused. Despite that particular drawback, Dewey still proves proud of his cooperative victory over the once thought unbeatable Webbigail. The perfect end for a particularly perfect week.

Thank you all so much for reading through this rather long week finale, if you have yet to read the rest of the week’s submissions, all are posted on this AO3 link

[itsestherrrr]

My own Sims 4 challenge: TWISTED DESTINY

💛 Hi y’all! I felt super inspired to create my own challenge. After working so freakin hard, here I am with the ten generation legacy challenge “TWISTED DESTINY“! I’d literally be so happy if you decided to try it out. A big focus for me & this challenge, is different lifestyles and personalities. It’s a crazy challenge, & it definitely changes things up!! OH & ALSO, I PLAY THIS CHALLENGE ON MY YOUTUBE CHANNEL, AGGIES, find it here: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCORM3KlnW0Hon1tb2WE6T-w

OVERALL RULES:

This is a ten generation legacy challenge, all objectives/goals for every generation must be completed!

Always start out with one heir, gender doesn’t matter

The point of the challenge is for your heirs to have completely different lifestyles + personalities, therefore they should move to a different world that suits the lifestyle they’re supposed to have

No cheats that has to do with skills, relationships, work tasks... no cheats that will be for your advantage if that makes sense hehe!

Keep aging on NORMAL

Go crazy!! Make sure your sims personalities stand out and make use of the rules, to help you set up their lives. We want this to be entertaining and unique, something new!!

Generation one: THE BAD REPUTATION  💔

Okay, you might not have had the best grades. You might have gotten into a lot of trouble & you might seem crazy. But oh boy, your past has really shaped you. Your parents never wanted a kid, didn’t care to raise you, never gave you any “real” love. You didn’t let it get to you, you were happy to be free and made so many friends only from telling your background story. In the later days, you’ve started to realize what you’ve become. What you let your past do to you. The thought pops up in your head: “What if I prove them all wrong? What if I don’t have to be that one everyone knows about. What if I can be a better parent than my parents ever were?”

You’re outgoing, self assured & such a fun friend. These things will never change. Whay will change, is the fact that you all of a sudden want a family. You want something more, and you want to do something new and different. Will this be the right path to go? I mean, for the crazy “rule breaker” to start a family? Only time will tell!

OBJECTIVES/GOALS:

(optional) Show how crazy you are! Have a crazy hair color for example. It adds some character!

Your heir must have the traits self assured, goofball and dance machine

Must master the friend of the world aspiration.

Don’t have a career (at least until you are a adult)!! You want to do something fun and crazy for a living. Pick two of these hobbies and work on them in your free time + master them: dancing, singing, playing an instrument, mischievous skill, dj skill, or the video gaming skill.

Play around a bit! Your heir has to date 2 sims, both of the relationships doesn’t end too well and you end up having a kid with the last one, which leads to them leaving you. After that you finally find your soulmate who really changes you for the better, and you have one + kid/s with them.

Meet at least two new sims everyday during your young adult life.

Make friends! Have a smaller/bigger friend group, meet up & have fun sometimes.

Generation two: THE FORGOTTEN KID  💛 🐑

”I guess I’ll have to start new, I  guess I’ll go my own way, I mean what else is there to do?”

You’re not sure why, but you never felt included. Sure, your parents were crazy, they gave you lots of love & care, although your sibling/s seemed to be their faves. Maybe you need that special connection, that only a pet could give you? Eh, you’ve always felt like a creative person who loves colors, and who wants to work with something that feels personal, you want to express yourself & be able to share your story with others. You decide to move to the city, and even though this isn’t where you plan on staying forever, it definitely feels like the right move. I mean, your parents wouldn’t care, you suppose? But what if there’s something they’re hiding, what if it’s a misunderstanding?

You’re a super kind human being full of love and passion. You love bright colors & always felt the need to help others, possibly since your parents def didn’t really do so. You want something big in life though, something special. Hmm, what would that be? Only time will tell!

OBJECTIVES/GOALS:

Must have the traits clumsy, creative + loves the outdoors (thought they were colorful & cute tehe)

Must master the “soulmate” aspiration

Get to level ten in the writer career

Must live in a apartment for at least half your heirs young adulthood

Your heir must get themselves a pet right when they move out, you have a kind soul and this lil poor one you actually rescued!! (Yes I know owning a pet in a apartment is a whole challenge itself whoops)

You don’t want to be like your parent! Therefore, you want to marry the right person, your soulmate, before you have a baby/babies with them.

You’re supposed to not feel like your parent ever cared for you. But after some time you realize it might’ve been a misunderstanding, and you decide to let them into your life. Fun part is YOU get to decide what the whole thing was about.

Generation three: THE TRAVELER  🌵 ️ 📸

You had the BEST CHILDHOOD EVER. But why does this make you feel so, empty. Like, as if how everything was so perfect for you, made you feel like life never was a challenge. You made so many friends & your teenage years were fun and easy. It’s just not quite it, and you definitely need something more in your life, you need to find something you’re truly good at, & you need to push yourself for a crazier life!

You’re a real adventurer, you want to travel and see the world + work towards being multi skilled and, you know, a little off the grid. After some research you’ve heard the phone isn’t the way to a happy family. You love your family with all your heart, and you’ll do anything to have them see the world with a new perspective.

OBJECTIVES/GOALS:

Have triplets (you may obviously cheat for this), this will be your only babies.

Master handiness, cooking AND gourmet cooking.

Master the “super parent” aspiration.

During your sims lifetime, you’re going to be moving quite a lot, you want to make the most of life and see all kinds of nature! You must therefore at the end of the generation have lived in all these three surroundings: near a beach (doesn’t have to be a beach in Sulani, there’s a “beach” in Brindleton, Windenburg...), in a city & in a desert.

You may have a career, a tip to make this even more interesting is to keep your career for a little while, until you feel like you’re ready to try something new!

Finish at least one collection

KEEP IN MIND! NeXT generation will start when the sim you choose to be the next heir is a TEEN.

Generation four: THE TEEN PARENT ❣️ 🍼

(Yes, through the MC COMMAND CENTER mod + the MC WOOHOO mod teens can get pregnant, even guys can haha, might not be realistic but I mean YOLO!!)

You travelled the world as a child, you saw everything. With that being said, you always felt you were different. You may not be like your parents, you actually want to settle down. Since you never really spent time on your phone back in the days, you were able to learn so much more. Maybe, that’s the reason you want to start your own family, basically do everything you ever dreamed of, but as a teenager? When you think about it, it sounds crazy. But after hearing all stories about your grandparents parents and whatever there is, who’s not crazy in this fam?

You’re not like anyone else in your family. But still, you love them with all your heart & definitely want to meet them often. But still you always felt the need to deal with your own ish. You need to spend time alone, and still you want to start a family. I guess you’re a bit of a loner, but there’s so much more to the story...

OBJECTIVES/GOALS:

Must have the traits loner and geek, you can only have two traits as a teen, when you age up you can pick the last one yourself.

Meet someone at the age of a teenager, & end up pregnant (it’s really easy through MC COMMANT CENTER like I said). This may not be what your partner planned on doing the rest of their lives, so um, they leave you.

Move out on your own as a pregnant teenager (you’re afraid of what your family will think). You can live in a small house of apartment.

Don’t worry! Soon enough you’ll find someone, your SOULMATE. They support you through everything and actually also always wanted a family even though they’re young.

When you turn into a young adult, get yourself a job! Work as a astronaut & master the career.

Have a big family!! At least four kids (obviously no need to have them all as a teen).

Generation five: THE (NOT SO) SWEETHEART 🤚🏽 💕

Well, let’s put it like this: your childhood was a mess. But a mess in a good way. You felt like you had a lot of fun, you had a bunch of siblings to hang with, you felt included. It was that one time, way back, when you heard your parent sing, you knew it was for you. Maybe you should try pick up a guitar one day? Oh boy, all these stories about your crazy family, you never heard anything about music or instruments. “I just got an idea”, you thought.

You’re a overly sweet and adorable person, that one everyone in your town knows about. That one who wears cute clothes & never makes one mistake. The person who melts anyone’s heart with their smile. What they don’t know, is the fact that you want to be something more. You want to be crazy and rebellious, but seems like no matter how hard you try it doesn’t work. You love singing and playing instruments. Deep inside you want to be like that one person from way back, who you’ve heard started this whole family tree. What was their name, again?

OBJECTIVES/GOALS:

Must have the traits friendly, music lover + one optional!

Must master 2 instruments + the singing skill.

Work as a criminal, and master the career! Something you keep from even your closet friends, but you can obviously tell your partner.

Have only one child.

The person you have the kid with, is supposed to be your “soulmate”. That one person who you can always trust, who you can be yourself with & share anything with.

You love sneaking out at night. You usually head to places where people don’t hang out. You bring your closest friends, but sometimes you just want to be alone.

Have a garden, and do some flower arranging aside.

Generation six: THE UNEXPECTED PARENT 🥵

Things really got crazy for you as a kid. You were an only child, you knew your parents better than they thought. They really thought they could hide things from you? Welp, things really got messy. As an only child you feel the need to take responsibility. You always loved playing around and being active as a kid, you were focused on your grades and want to be successful!!

You’re ambitious, active, determined, yet fun & gorgeous. You want to be the one to follow one path, follow your heart, and have a life where you’re constantly in movement, constantly feeling healthy. You were always so focused on yourself, and BOOM, all of a sudden you were a parent.

OBJECTIVES/GOALS:

Must have the traits active, ambitious & cat/dog lover.

Master the “bodybuilder“ aspiration

Enter the athlete career, reach max level.

Master fitness and dancing.

Get a pet early on! You never wanted kids, so this was your companion, it was only gonna be the two of you.

Even though you didn’t plan for it to happen, you end up meeting someone, you know, things go down, either one of you end up pregnant.

Your partner definitely didn’t want children, therefore you’re left as a single parent.

Suddenly everything feels different. You build this connection to your kid, & you start loving parenthood. This is when you either decide to actually meet someone and expand your family, or just stick to being a single parent and never have more kids.

Generation seven: THE NATURE OBSESSED 🥭 🌱

You were unexpected. Weird to think, you wouldn’t be here if it wasn’t for... anyways. You spent your days gaping up out in the nature. Out in the free, obsessing over the birds & the sunlight. You always felt when you were outside, nothing could get to you. You wanna go new places, and make tons of friends! You want to see what’s out there, the thought of living in a giant city cramped in a tiny apartment, ugh you could never.

You’re a little crazy, obviously, but also just want to live somewhere gorgeous & hangout with friends who really understands you. You always two things motivated you more than anything: painting & spending time outside. This will shape you, but there’s a lot of space to fill in still!

OBJECTIVES/GOALS:

Must have the traits loves the outdoors, creative, & gloomy

Master painting, parenting and photography

Max out the painter career

Live somewhere beautiful, with a lot of gorgeous and interesting nature! Have a beautiful house (doesn’t have to be big), with breathtaking landscaping, & even include the “nature” sort of theme in your house (you may cheat with money to be able to get the house of your dreams)!

You’re lucky, you find the one to marry and have kids with! That one person who makes you feel so amazing and bubbly inside!!

Meet at least one new sim EVERY SINGLE DAY of your sims life (until you move on to the next gen)!!

When you go places with your friends, you want them to be unique. Drinking or partying isn’t your ish, you want to go to parks, pools, & whatever else there may be.

Generation eight: THE “NOT LIKE EVERYONE ELSE”  🤕

You love you family with all your heart. They make you feel amazing at all times, you love spending time with them. But you’re a super anxious person, you want to find someone but you’re so scared they’ll leave you. Therefore, you don’t feel like settling down right away. You’re gonna get out there, prove to the world how strong you are, & you’re gonna make sure you stick with the right one. With that, a couple broken hearts may pay the prize, but you just don’t want to get hurt.

You’re a super shy person, you have such talent but you’re afraid to show it. Don’t worry, your time will come. You also want to experiment with who to end up with, which is surprising, consider how anti social you are. But I mean, it’s your life, if this is what you want, go for it! Oh, in your free time you absolutely love to cook.

OBJECTIVES/GOALS:

Have the traits loner, foodie & perfectionist

Have + master the serial romantic aspiration

Master cooking & charisma

Have quite some failed “relationships” (doesn’t have to be actually together), have kids with 3 of your failed relationships.

Have at least one kid with your successful relationship.

Get married as an elder to the person you really love.

Choose what career to go into, but when you turn into an adult, you realize cooking was always the one for you, so you enter that career.

Generation nine: THE ONE WHO FIGHTS  🤛🏽 💓

You always wanted the best for people. Your family was sweet, although you where surrounded by so many half siblings, who didn’t completely make you feel special. You want to be special, cause currently you’re really not. Right? You want to be strong and fight the people who ever did the world anything bad. You want to save the planet, whilst still being able to do other stuff.

You’re friendly and hardworking, although you’re quite hot headed and will make sure to fight the ones who do something wrong. You’re obsessed with the color orange for some reason. To you, the color shows strength.

OBJECTIVES/GOALS:

Must have the traits friendly & hot headed, you pick the last one!!

Pick any aspiration you think suits, you keep in mind you must master it!!

Be a secret agent and get to level 10!

You absolutely love the color orange Show this off in your sim and their house (fun little tough)!

Fight people! Your sim must fight at least one person every other day, these sims have clearly done something bad (oops I feel bad but...)

You stand up for what you want! Go out to the city and demonstrate twice week (you can choose what cause).

You have a kind soul. Every other day you donate some money to charity. Delete 100 semoleons from your household every other day.

Generation ten: THE GOOD REPUTATION ️ ❤️

You always heard stories about your family. Could it really have been THAT bad? Anyways, you’re taking inspiration from way back, from that sim *insert name of the sim from gen 1*, and you want to turn it around. Do everything the right way, be productive & have a fun life. Do everything everyone used to do in your family, but still not be too bad. Eh, why don’t you go back to where it all started, and see what you can do.

You’re a happy and gorgeous person, whenever you walk past someone they shine. Literally. Although, people are a little nervous about you going back to the world where it all started, so many rumors have been going around. You just want to see what it was all about, and if it gets crazy, let it be. This fam is crazy!

OBJECTIVES/GOALS:

Must have the traits good, childish & vegetarian.

Must master the “friend of the world” aspiration (just like first gen!!”

Complete one collection

Master video gaming and choose the second skill to master!

Go back to where it all started, find your roots! Move to the world that was home for generation one.

Live in a small house, that is beautifully decorated though!

When it comes to your love life, you actually WANT to be a single parent. Come up with a story as to why, and adopt at least one child.

AND THAT IS IT. I’d absolutely love if you tried playing this challenge, I’ve spent MONTHS working on it. Please check out me playing it over on “Aggies” on YouTube. Love ya!

[pilyarquitect]

The truth is…

Huey stormed out of the mansion, out of the property, and he walked down the streets to the park. He was mad, really mad with his brothers, actually the three of them just had a terrible argument, an argument where only him was thinking clearly and not moved by feelings. Why? Why couldn’t they see that they were wrong? The three of them had been living in the mansion for a few weeks and now both Dewey and Louie believe that they’re the lost triplets, how naive they are!

No, Huey couldn’t understand why his brothers were so blind, they fallen into the McDuck clan lies. He was the only one who resisted those lies and this was the reason that lead them to fight each other. Sometimes Huey wished that this mission would only be on his shoulders, his brothers sometimes were to much impressionable, he was a more calmed duck and thought things deeper before taking decisions.

Aunt Magica warned them, she told them the McDuck clan would use every trick they had to convince them that that they’re the lost triplets. But aunt Magica assured them several times that they were created with the only purpose to pretend being the lost triplets and get aunt Magica’s powers one day. It’s impossible that they can be the lost triplets, can it?

But on the other side… Huey knew that his young brother Louie was extremely good reading people. And the duckling dressed in green was hundred per cent sure that Scrooge didn’t lied to them when he talked about the DNA test. Also, the Duck woman, Della, she assured that the leather jacket that Huey always wears is a jacket that belonged to her. She assured that she left the jacked on her babies, to protect them from the cold weather before they were kidnapped. That’s ridiculous, how can be the same jacket? But… on the other side, aunt Magica was really persistent on him taking the jacked. Why? What was the reason for doing this? Why was her aunt sure that this would work in the way it worked?

And… thinking about it, this family… they were very kind, ones more than others, since they arrived at the mansion the first time. Did they really care of them? Huey sighed, he was confused. He trusted aunt Magica, but this family… they certainly seemed to want them.. to love them, and this is much more than Magica and Poe made in all those years since they were created.

Is it-? Is it possible that Dewey, Louie and himself were truly the lost triplets? Is it possible that aunt Magica lied to them her entire life?

Huey would be lying if he’d assure that his brothers weren’t happy living there. Dewey connected really fast with Della and with Webby too (Huey thought that Webby was a good girl but a little weird), and Huey had to admit that both acted really kind with his brother, kindlier than Magica, and both really worried about him, about the three of them.

Also, Louie seemed to adapt really fast on living in the mansion, with all those mod cons they never had living in Magica’s little house… well, that wasn’t strange, Louie loved living surrounded by comfort, and now he was living in the best place of all, he couldn’t be more happy.

As for himself… well, he still refused to believe they were the lost triplets, they couldn’t be them, but there were also so many evidences… he didn’t know what to think, he wanted to believe aunt Magica, but honestly, he was starting to doubt about her as well, he wouldn’t admit this in front of his brothers of course, at least not while he wasn’t sure about it.

Huey closed his eyes at the same time he led his hands to his head, he had to find irrefutable evidence before-

“Huey?”

The little duckling turned around just to see in front of him his aunt, looking at him with an indecipherable expression. Huey’s eyes opened with surprise before ask:

“Aunt Magica?”

The witch smiled and answered:

“Yes Huey, it’s me”

The boy dressed in red, took a few steps back before ask again:

“Aunt Magica… What… what are you doing here?”

Aunt Magica sighed and then she looked first at the crow on her shoulder and then at him and answered:

“Poe told me that it seems your brothers and you are having troubles to get Scrooge’s dime”

Huey started to get nervous, he didn’t notice his uncle Poe was watching them, he should be more careful. Knowing he wasn’t as good liar as Louie, the boy answered honestly:

“Well yes… more than less”

He looked away, unable to have eye contact with his aunt. The witch moved closer to him and knelting in front of the boy, asked:

“What’s going on child?”

Huey closed his eyes, he felt trap, he couldn’t lie to her aunt, he just… couldn’t, so he just said:

“Well… Dewey and Louie believe now that we are the lost triplets and-”

Before he could say anything else, Magica stand up and talked first saying:

“Oh, I was afraid this might happen”

Huey looked at her and with a weak voice he admitted:

“Aunt Magica I-I refuse to believe it, but there are many evidences… even Scrooge ordered to make a DNA test and the result said that we’re members of McDuck clan, how is it possible if you created us? I tried to search the answer in one of my books, but I found nothing. Please aunt Magica, help me to understand”

Magica bowed her head, put a hand on Huey’s shoulder and talking with obvious forced kindness, she answered with another question:

“Oh, my dear Huey, do you really want to know the truth?”

“Yes, aunt Magica, more than anything” answered the boy putting his hands together.

“Okay then” answered his aunt.

Magica moved her hand away of the duckling and standing up, she closed her eyes and for a few seconds she stayed in silence, when she opened her eyes again, she screamed:

“Get him!”

At the second she said that lots of Beagle Boys appeared suddenly, this wasn’t the first time that Magica called the Beagle Boys for help, but it never was to go against the three brothers. Why was different this time? Huey saw them approaching to him and all the colours left his face when he screamed:

“Wait, what?!”

Those awful dogs grab him by his arms and lifted him off the ground, Huey kicked uselessly in the air trying to scape from them, but he couldn’t, maybe he could try doing a spell, but before do that, he wanted to know something:

“Aunt Magica, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!”

Magica looked at him with a hateful face, a face she only put when she was really angry with them, like the day they turned Poe into a crow.

The witch got closer to the duckling and grabbing him by his beak, she said with annoyed voice:

“Listen Huey I won’t let your brothers and you to risk my plans”

Huey's eyes widened in fear and then with scared voice he asked:

“W-what does it mean?”

Magica smiled and then she answered:

“It means that I’m in charge now”

After these words, Magica revealed a strange amulet. Huey’d never saw it in all the time he was living with his aunt. The witch smiled more than before, making Huey be more afraid than before.

“What is this for?” asked the boy in red with trembling voice.

Magica stepped forward and answered Huey’s question saying:

“This amulet will let us swap our bodies Huey”

Huey's breathing sped up, and he could feel he was approaching to a panic state. Why? Why was happening this to him? With hysterical voice, the duckling asked:

“What?! Why would you do that?!”

Without losing her smile, aunt Magica answered:

“I can’t get Scrooge’s dime with this body and since you and your brothers failed me, I’ll get the coin using your body, besides, having your body will mean I’ll have powers, while you, dear boy, you won’t have any of it”

Magica started to move the amulet closer to his chest making Huey breath faster, he needed to stop it, so desperately, he said:

“What?! No aunt Magica, please, don’t do that! Give me more time”

Magica shook his head and answered to the scared boy:

“No Huey, time’s over”

The amulet made contact with his chest and instantly, Huey could feel it, his body was changing, growing, he could feel the ground again under his feet, at the same time, he could see aunt Magica getting smaller. Bu the most important thing, Huey could feel how he was losing the control of his powers, it was like a water tap that closed, until he felt nothing.

He came back to reality when he heard aunt Magica using his voice to say to the Beagle Boys:

“Lock him in the place we talked about, I’ll go there once I get the dime”

Big Time smiled viciously and answered:

“Understood, dear”

The criminal dogs started to move Huey who knows where, but they stopped when Magica called him saying:

“Oh I almost forget, Huey?”

Huey, trapped now inside aunt Magica’s body turned to see his aunt, but he didn’t say anything, he felt betrayed for her. On her side, Magica, into Huey’s body, smiled broadly and said:

“About the truth you asked for, the truth is that your brothers and you are the lost triplets, you’ve been them all this time”

Huey’s eyes opened with surprise, and he could feel his blood turning cold, what had he done? He was wrong, completely wrong! He didn’t listen his brothers, they were right! And now his stubbornness let aunt Magica stole his body and put all his family in danger, all because of him, he… he was a traitor, he’d be the responsible of his family destruction.

Huey just had one thing clear now, he failed

I wanted to finish it before going to the camp and I could finish it @empro-8 @localscissors I hope it liked to you!!

[ask-spiritandhelenita]

AND NOW THE BABIES ARE HERE! THEY HAD TRIPLETS! (Spirit and Helenita were both twins so obviously they have to do better XD) They were born May 2nd 2019 XD

Their beautiful children were designed by @helenita-lover-angel and Spiritmod just redrew them XD They’re so beautiful I think both mods will cry XD

Spirit: I’m definitely going to cry... Helenita, you did such an amazing job bringing our beautiful children into this world. I thought nothing could make me happier than the day that I met you, but everyday, I find myself happier and happier. Today is definitely one of the happiest days of my life. Today, we have created our masterpieces, something we could only have done together. I love you so much and I can’t wait to raise our amazing and beautiful family together. <33333

[dboliklover]

Hiii could you please write a scenario with Reiji and his s/o sharing a bath?

Sure thing! I haven’t written much for Reiji in the past, so I hope this is okay.

You were completely exhausted. Reiji had been in a bad mood lately, so you had wanted to do something to ease his stress levels and hopefully make him at least a little bit happy. The triplets had threatened to destroy the kitchen earlier to make Reiji cook for them, so he was forced to stop cleaning to prepare who knows what for them. And since the triplets had been more dastardly these past few days, you were certain that they only wanted him to cook to annoy him. 

Since Reiji had been forced to abruptly stop cleaning, you had decided that you would take over for him. You usually were too afraid to do it yourself considering he always found something that you didn’t do right, but on the slight chance that it would help him, you had convinced yourself to do it anyways. The living room, dining room, and kitchen were what was left to be cleaned. Since Reiji was using the kitchen, you started off with the living room, and then convinced the triplets to eat whatever it was Reiji made in the kitchen as well so that you could clean the dining room while they did so. 

Reiji had come in shortly after you started with the dining room, slightly confused on why you were doing the cleaning for him when he hadn’t asked you to, along with impressed that you had gotten the triplets to listen to your request. You told Reiji to leave the cleaning to you and go and relax since he needed the break. He could tell just how hard you were working for him, so he agreed. You were surprised by the fact that he didn’t go behind your back to check everything you had done, but happy nonetheless, even if you still had a lot of work ahead of you.

By the time you had finished cleaning up in the kitchen, you had decided that you needed a break yourself. A nice warm bath was practically calling your name. And so, you went right upstairs to the bathroom you used and began filling the tub with warm water. Once it was filled, you quickly ditched your clothes and slipped into the bath. You breathed a sigh of relief, feeling all of the muscles in your body relax.

But, you were in for a surprise. Shortly after you had gotten into the bath, a voice practically scared the life out of you. You attempted to cover yourself the best you could before turning to see that it was Reiji. The fact that it was him made you feel a little better than if Laito, for example, had barged in on you, but you still were quite embarrassed and confused by the fact that he had simply entered a locked room knowing you were bathing.

“I came to thank you,” Reiji smirked down at you as he answered your question of why he had come. 

“It couldn’t wait?” you were still somewhat confused.

“Joining you was to be my thanks. Shall I leave?”

You were fairly surprised, to say the least. Reiji wanted to take a bath with you? The thought of that was rather embarrassing, but did you want him to leave? You weren’t really sure about that. If you had brought it up to him, you would most likely have been lectured on being lewd, so you might as well take advantage of the situation while you could. And so, you asked him to join you. 

You ended up seated between his legs, your head resting on his chest behind you. It was more relaxing being with him like this than it would have been on your own. 

“Thank you for doing the cleaning while I dealt with my troublesome brothers,” Reiji told you after placing a kiss on your lips.

~ Mod Ava ~

[thehuggamugcafe]

The Devil You Know (Yandere.)

Mod Barista tapped the heel of her foot to the beat of an upbeat tune that played through the headphones hanging out from the front pocket of her barista apron, humming along whenever it suited her as she slid a knife through the tray of fudge that lay in front of her. The barista/manager of the quaint café continued to tap her foot, continued to hum along with the song that softly blared out from the headphones as she continued to slid the knife through the fudge, dividing it into even squares and placing them on to a large plate. Hums continued to be heard from the café’s prep area, filtering out through the door that was left ajar. Finally, with a small smile, the last cube of fudge was placed on the plate, the tray and the knife were placed into the sink to be washed later. Mod Barista continued to smile as she picked up the plate of fudge, carrying it to the prep area’s door as she bumped it open with her hip. The door to the prep area slid shut as the barista/manager waded around the service counter, the upbeat song still softly blaring out from the headphones that swayed side to side as she walked. The plate of fudge was placed on the service counter as Mod Barista stepped back a bit to observe her work, cradling her chin in her knuckles as she pursed her lips, clicking her tongue. The plate of fudge looked decadent, but also... ordinary... and ordinary could be overrated at times. Frowning, the barista looked around while fishing into the right-hand pocket of her apron, removing a black marker, her notepad, and a small roll of tape. Smiling to herself, she ripped off a slip of paper from the notepad, ripped off some tape, and uncapped the black marker, holding the marker’s cap between her teeth as she approached the plate of fudge. The piece of paper was slapped down on the service counter as, soon, words were scrawled down on to the paper in black. Mod Barista leaned back, her lips curving around the marker’s cap as she got down on one knee, holding the paper directly underneath where the plate of fudge was set, holding the marred paper in place as Mod Barista carefully pressed the long strip of scotch tape across the piece of paper. The barista stood up, raising a hand to pluck the cap from her mouth, making a mental note to wash it later on as it was placed back on the marker with a snap. Mod Barista hummed and nodded, appearing satisfied at the light touches she applied. Sure, it was pretty tacky-looking, but it got a clear message out to the customers. On the paper were the words, ‘Please take one. They’re free!’ in black marker. “Everyone likes freebies,” Mod Barista mused to herself. She spun on her heels and, still smiling, hummed along to a new song that started to play as she made her way back to the prep area of the café. The door slid open and shut as the barista disappeared from sight, her humming muffled by the door as it closed. OOC: This... I honestly have no clue what I was thinking, or if I was thinking at all, but... I’m sorry, I just have a weakness for yanderes, and... I really wanted to try my hand at it, see how it’d go. I realize that some people may not like it, and that’s totally fine with me. If you like it, great. If you want to request some yandere incubus!Akira/Ren from yours truly in the future, please place an order. If you want to offer some constructive criticism, I will accept any offers on what to improve, and how to improve. If you don’t like it at all, that’s completely fine too. Yanderes aren’t for everyone, after all. Before you continue on to read what I’ve written, please take note that this isn’t a scenario or a list of headcanons for incubus!Akira/Ren as a yandere. What lies ahead are just what I think he’d say and/or think as a yandere; anything else is merely implied. I don’t think I’m experienced enough to write out headcanons or scenarios yet, but I definitely will in the future, should there be any requests/orders for them. I extend my heartfelt thanks to anyone who takes the time to read this in advance. Please enjoy this creepy treat. “...Hey. You look... upset... this morning, love. Has anybody been bothering you lately? ...Hah? ‘Why?’ I’m just curious. As your boyfriend, it’s my duty to look out for you.” “Oh, sweetheart, you’re back early tonight. Welcome home. How was your day? I’ve made your favourite meal for dinner, and for dessert... I won’t spoil the surprise, but you will enjoy it, I promise.” “You’re thirty minutes late. Where were you? Did you forget about tonight’s special occasion? It’s our anniversary dinner date, remember? ...Hey, tell me something... What was it... Who was it... That kept you from me on such an important night?” “Darling, you know I love you, right? You know that there is nothing that I won’t do for you, right?” “Hey, hey, shh. It’s okay. It’s alright, my dear. Look at me. Tell me what’s wrong. Tell me who was it that made you cry. I will see to it that they see the error of their ways.” “...Hm? Oh? Ohh. I see. So you’re the one who’s been such a thorn in my love’s side lately, are you? The one who’s been making her... uncomfortable? The one who’s been making her... cry? ...I can’t allow it to continue. You should know what it feels like to have your back against the wall. You should know what it’s like to fear for your life.” “...So you saw them. Why did you come in here, of all places? Why did you come in here now, of all times? When I specifically asked you to never come in here?” “I never thought that you would actually come in here... Ah? Oh, those pictures? Well... I do happen to be something of a collector, in a manner of speaking...” “...Darling? Why are you running from me? ...Come on, don’t be stubborn; open the door, please. I don’t want to break down the door, but if you give me no choice...” “Have I... troubled you this much? Just pretend you never saw anything. That’s simple to do, isn’t it? ...Ah? ...Heh. You have such a strange sense of humour. If I wasn’t used to it, things would get unnecessarily... messy, wouldn’t they?” “After all, what you saw was only the tip of the iceberg, love.” “Hmm. The first one this month was... That priest who always waited to talk to you at the church you’d visit sometimes. Remember, dear? You told me he’d tell you stuff such as, ‘As long as that man’s with you, God’s misfortune will befall you.’ and that you’d be better off without me in your life. Pious people can be so strange, so selfish right, darling? Even though he was clearly being a pest to you... That’s why... I punished him for a short while. I sent him to go see his beloved God.” “The ones after the priest were... Those brothers, the triplets. They were no different than a trio of barking mutts. They always, always, always went after you, saying, ‘Let’s go out.’ ‘Let’s go out.’ even though you kept turning them down. So... I lured them into my... secret place, and finished them off once and for all.” “I stabbed, cut, ripped, and tore them into ribbons, but they kept fighting back. That’s why I can’t stand humans who can’t mind their own business.” “The most recent one was... That politician... The one who thought that money was the answer to everything... He even tried to buy you from me... Heh. What a foolish man. Just as always, I disposed of him without you being any the wiser... But I never thought that you’d go snooping around my things, and... See such grotesque pictures... You are full of surprises, my love.”

[thirst-order-confessions-renewed]

Force awakens/triplet AU/or original please.I am a bisexual female who loves painting, surfing, and crocheting. Also eating the souls of the innocent and dancing.I'm a huge dork and a smol kink master even though I'm super awkward in any other situations.I can be dom or sub.Love comics and adventure and open to all kinks.Can I please get a bit of ABO if possible please.Thank you sweet mods. Contracts on 1k 🎉

We ship you with…

LUKE SKYWALKER

You met..in Cloud City. You were a key part of the city’s lucrative dark side. An associate of Lando Calrissian, you owned a night club in the city as the leading dancer, the star in the eyes of any man or woman to behold you. You were an alpha in your own right--but whined like an omega and no one could resist you--keeping them coming back for more. Following the battle of Endor and the defeat of the Empire, Lando brought the victorious crew of the Falcon to your club for an evening of pleasure. Up until that point, you had only heard of Luke Skywalker in whispers, but to see him in the flesh, to smell him for yourself made you believe the stories did him no justice; he was an alpha for sure--despite his soft demeanor and you demanded Lando bring you over. As he did, Luke scent filled your chest and settled in the bottom of your gut in a warm tingle.

Your first kiss..happened that night in the club. You found it impossible not to curl up around his waist, running your fingers through his hair, his scent making you shudder in delight as he purred. Intoxicated by his musk, you found yourself kissing him, and when you woke from your trance, he was nibbling at your flesh. “I thought the Jedi swore celibacy,” you whispered. With a grin, he assured you he was the last one and that fucking you tonight wouldn’t matter in the slightest.

When you have sex…he keeps you to himself. He doesn’t pay a single credit, but you insist that he never would so long as he desired you. Anf he did--spending what felt like hours worshiping your curves, growling low and eager into your skin. Like a beast, he devoured you and when you whined so sweet and pretty making anyone in earshot clench in anticipation, he took you face down as they do, the weight of his desire pressing against you until your climax

[elliesucksatccfinds]

The Sims 4 100 Vampire Baby/ Turn the Town Challenge: A supernatural twist on the famous 100 baby challenge featuring less pregnancy and more turning sims into vampires.

An introduction:

So anyone who has played the 100 baby challenge knows that it takes forever to finish it. I played it with a guy who had a fertile trait and even though he wasn’t giving birth to the kids, it STILL took six generations. So I was watching Vampire letsplays before I could get the pack and I noticed that with the vampire family aspiration, any person you turned counted as your offspring. I thought that a challenge where you could “turn the town” would be fun to combine it with the 100 baby challenge, so now that I have the pack, I present you with the 100 Vampire Baby Challenge (featuring 4 levels of difficulty). 

Also, I will be playing this challenge myself on my YouTube channel . Keep in mind that I am a newbie to making videos, but hey, we all gotta start somewhere. 

 Basic Rules:

1.       You must follow all the original rules of the 100 baby challenge except you are starting off with the vampire family aspiration and you can age up children based on vampire level if you’d prefer. I will restate those rules later, but if you prefer to read them yourself, here they are: 

2.       Make a single young adult or adult female sim in CAS or at least a sim that could get pregnancy I guess you can do a sim who gets others pregnant, but this is a bit more difficult with cis females or anyone who can get pregnant. I will refer to your main sim as “she” for now on. She must be a completely new sim with no previous skills or reward or aspiration traits.

a.       I would suggest making her a vampire off the bat (no pun intended), but if you decide to turn her in game, just know that the challenge can’t start unless she is fully turned.

b.       I’m not a stickler for traits, but she should probably be romantic and family-oriented. The third trait is up to you.  You must, however, start with the vampire family aspiration.

c.       If you want to start off with a townie (I could see Bella Goth or Lilith Vatore being popular options), make sure you cheat their skills to 0 and their romantic relationships to 0. I would suggest just making your own sim though.

3.       Put on a normal or short lifespan. If you have to use long, you can, but basically aging needs to be on. Don’t worry, your sims won’t die any time soon if you are quick to turn them.

4.       As per the 100 baby challenge rules, you may only have one pregnancy per person. Twins and triplets by the same person will count towards you 100 baby count, but it won’t count if your sim has two separate pregnancies.

5.       You may not influence the gender of your babies, kill them, let them get taken by child services, or delete them. All their traits and aspirations must be randomized and if they are not born a vampire, they do not count towards your total. If they die before they become young adults, they also do not count towards your total. They may only move out if they’ve reached the young adult stage, but they don’t have to.

a.       They can, however, help with money by getting part time or full-time jobs or any non-job money making like painting or selling collectibles.

6.       You may only turn sims if they give you permission.

7.       You may use any vampire perks you want. May I suggest vampiric charm, sun resistance, and bat for bat woohoo 😉.

8.       You may only work from home. So these could be the City Living jobs, a retail store, or a restaurant. Ultimately, you have to care for your children first and foremost. You may have any job you want if you have no kids. You may make money by any means on the side.

9.       No cheats or mods that will help you complete the challenge are allowed. This includes relationship cheats, skill cheats, satisfaction point cheats or mods, needs cheats, money cheats, school performance cheats, vampire cheats, bigger household mods, mods that make it easier to be a vampire, etc. You may reset sims though and go into cas.fulleditmode.

Aging up rules:

Of course, all of your children may age up naturally, but that can take forever. Here’s how to get it faster so you can clear up some of the spaces in your household.

Babies: You may age them up when it’s their birthday before they age up naturally.

Toddlers: You may age them up if they reach level 3 in all skills.

Children: You may age them up when they achieve an A grade in school.

Teens: You may age them up when they achieve an A grade in school OR when they level up to a minor or prime vampire. Maybe both.

Parenthood: If you have this pack, the rules state that you must have your teen gain a character value upon aging up.

 Levels of difficulty:

               I’m doing this because I feel like it and because certain regular 100 baby rules feel too lenient for me while others seem too harsh. Pick any level of difficulty you want.

Easy mode (even easier than the 100 baby challenge):

-          You may start with a long lifespan if you want. I still suggest normal though.

-          You may have any ratio of birthed offspring to turned offspring you like.

-          You may use any lot traits you want (and change them at any point), start a woohoo club, get fertility massages, etc. If you don’t have ANY of these packs, you may then and ONLY then cheat for the fertile and/or beguiling reward traits. It’s not fair if you have the base game and others have an advantage.

-          You may age up babies right away as this is a short challenge.

-          You only have to get two toddler skills up to level 3. I think all five is a bit much, you know. As for teens, you can age them up if they achieve an A in school or become a minor vampire. If you have parenthood, they do not need to obtain a character value.

-          You may switch between aspirations to gain satisfaction points, but you must complete the vampire family aspiration.

-          You may move into your first house and your first house ONLY with freerealestate on.

-          You do not have to level up as a vampire although it would help.

-          You may turn any sims you have a baby with before or after your child is conceived. If your pregnancy doesn’t result in a vampire baby, you may try again with them.

Normal mode:

-          You must do a normal or short lifespan.

-          You must have at least 10 pregnancies that result in vampires or 15 birthed offspring that are vampires (meaning you can turn them if they are humans at birth or if you have several pregnancies that result in multiple births).

-          You may use any lot traits you want, but once you pick them, they’re the traits you use until you move. You can start a club to meet men and even be romantic to them as your preferred club activities, but you cannot have a club where the preferred activity is woohooing or kissing. You may get fertility massages. Under no circumstances may you cheat for the fertile, player, and/ or beguiling traits.

-          Since this challenge goes by quickly, you may age up babies 24 hours after they were born.

-          Regular rules apply for aging up toddlers. You may age up teens if they achieve an A in school or become a minor vampire.

-          You must complete the vampire family and the big happy family aspiration/ the successful lineage aspiration (you may play as your children with “only aging active households” turned on if you need to get them married and have kids), but you may switch between aspirations as many times as you like.

o   If you have parenthood, you can opt to do the super parent aspiration in place of the other family aspirations.

o   If you are nearing the end and you are no where near completing the family aspirations, you could max the parenting and or charisma skill in place of it.

-          Freerealestate on may never be used.

-          You have to become at least a master vampire (you have to for the vampire family aspiration anyway).

-          You may turn any sim you had a baby with before or after the child has been conceived. If your pregnancy doesn’t result in a vampire baby, however, you may not try again for a baby with the sim.

-          If a sim rejects your offer to turn them, you must wait 24 hours before you can ask them again.

-          You may only deep drink if you’re pregnant.

 Hard mode:

-          You must do a normal or short lifespan.

-          You must have 20 pregnancies that result in vampires or 30 born vampire children.

-          You may use any lot trait EXCEPT on the ley line, on the dark ley line, good schools, child’s play, romantic aura, vampire lair, and/or vampire nexus. You may not change the lot traits at any point. You may not have a club that has any romance benefits whatsoever, but it can have friendly bonuses. You may get fertility massages.

-          All regular aging up rules apply. For teens, they must become a prime vampire OR achieve an A in school to age up.

-          You have to complete the vampire family and big happy family/successful lineage aspirations before you can switch between aspirations.

-          You have to become a grand master vampire, but you do not have to complete the aspiration that goes with it.

-          You may turn a sim you’re having a child with only after the child is born. If they didn’t give you a vampire child, you may not try again with them.

-          If a sim rejects your offer to turn them, you may not ask again for 72 hours.

-          You may never deep drink.

Extreme mode, for the masochists out there:

-          Start with a short lifespan, tick off “fill empty homes,” and do not use any forms of story progression mods like the MC Command center in your game. You will have to only work with the sims generated in your game and may add households only after the child townies who started in your save (i.e. Olivia Kim-Lewis, Alexander Goth, etc.) die. The Bheeda child can still be around though.

-          At least half of your offspring must be birthed vampires or you must have 40 pregnancies that result in vampires.

-          You may not have ANY lot traits unless they make your life more difficult (i.e. Needs TLC, Cursed, Gremlins). You may not join any clubs and may not get fertility massages.

-          Babies must age up naturally. Toddlers must reach level five in a skill in addition to reaching level three in all other skills. Children must complete a randomized aspiration in addition to getting an A grade. Teens must become grand masters and achieve an A grade or complete a randomized aspiration, get an A grade, and become a prime vampire.

-          You must complete all three vampire aspirations, the big happy family/successful lineage/super parent aspiration, and the serial romantic aspiration. You may not switch between the aspirations at any point.

-          If you have a child with a sim, you may not turn them into a vampire as well. If your pregnancy doesn’t result in a vampire, you may not try again.

-          Your children must earn three character values if you have parenthood in order to age up into young adults.

-          You may only drink plasma packs.

-          Should I rename this impossible mode because JESUS ELLIE!

Anyway, if you think it’s cool, try it out. I’ll be posting my journey if any of you are interested. I will also edit the rules if need be. I hope you enjoy and I hope you don’t take as much time as the 100 baby challenge.