#i'm recalling them in my head and woohoo

[sorryimananti-romantic]

LMAO NOT US HAVING THE SAME TASTES IN OUR ANIME CHARACTERS IM CACKLING 💀

yes! bleach is one long anime, one of my big four (naruto, fairy tail, one piece are honourable mentions) but bleach is def my fav bc the genre and art literally everything is my thing

omg if the recent animations are doing justice i've got to give it a go. i have the attention span of a cat lmao hence why i prefer reading (bc i have to physically swipe) over watching (suddenly i'm staring at the dust on my keyboard i gotta clean it)

GIRL URAHARA FKDJGHDJ HE'S SO im gonna say it DADDY. 12 year old me had a crush on this daddy like a huge crush he's such a tease and i still love him sm jfdgkdhg he drives me crazy lmao. AND YES YORUICHI. absolutely adore these two.

kenpachi and yachiru is the duo of bleach, no questions. recently read a post and it's coming to mind now-- not only do they match each other's freak, they accentuate it which makes their partnership so good. his bankai was insane.

omg yes ulquiorra and grimmjow were my babies. i adored them even when they gave everyone hell 💀 AND YES. THIS SPECIFIC ORIHIME SCENE!! istg even after all these years i remember these quotes word by word. and omgg if you think i can write sth up to that level i will sob?? 😭😭 tite kubo is literally my biggest inspiration like if you ever see a poetic line from me in my fics know that there's a tite kubo influence behind it bc he slayed so hard with this scene!

and omg. orihime and ulquiorra ugh 😭 i want to write this now AHAHAHA i really like the concept of this warm, healing person x hollow person that only knows how to destroy (why do i feel like i've written sth like this before hmm this concept just very familiar to me)

omg yes thank you for refreshing my arrancar memory and i remember how much i liked the hueco mundo arc! these characters were such a good twist imo and OMG I REMEMBER THE TWO SCIENTISTS FIGHT ITS BLURRY BUT I REMEMBER IT BEING KINDA GROSS WHY WAS THAT (i need to reread lmao i'm sold) (also i think rereading it now would be so much fun i fear once i start i'll be unable to stop hoho) (also i'm a sucker for scythes too we're the same)

the quicys :')) i had to google these names but i remember whatever you said vaguely. but i agree with everything lmao and i have to talk about rukia's bankai it's soo pretty. honestly i never vibed with any quincys that much back then, maybe it'll be different now. liltotto is still memorable hehe

omygod. the kon arc was hilarious. and the captains showing up 💀💀 nothing beats that fr

AND YES YES AIZEN AND THE FIGHT WAS SOOO GOOD MAN KEPT COMING BACK but like all the tricks he pulled would always have me go O.O (bruh i'm itching to reread now bc like these memories are scratching at my brain now AHAHAHAHA)

omg you should never delete your yapping i love unfiltered yapping sm and this was so good. i only have one person irl i can talk to about bleach but we haven't talked about bleach in years so it is so refreshing to do this again! you def could write the manga atp tho AHAHAHAHA

AND YES. I'M THE BLEACH ENTHUSIAST WHO WILL NITPICK ON EVERYTHING (BUT OUT OF LOVE) i just need to reread again lmaooo i used to like chat about bleach with random ppl on tumblr back in those days. you can hit me up whenever you want too bbygorl let's both reread the manga that would be so fun omg?? imagine reading together and discussing chapters or arcs together AHHHHHH

i was snooping around your blog and saw that you also like bleach (the anime/manga) 👀 are you still following the new seasons or did you stop at some point?

do you have any favorite: character, shinigami (shikai/bankai), arrancar (abilities/resurrecion), quincy/sternritter (abilities/shift), visored, hollows, arcs? special moments that have stuck with you (positively/negatively)?

it's so rare for me to find someone else into it lol so you got me curious now~

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omgg when i tell you that bleach is the love of my life, possibly my fav manga ever (or at least one of my fav)!! i started reading and occasionally watching (bc i was more of a reader) back in 2012 until the manga ended (somewhere around... 2016?) and then i reread the whole thing again and watched whatever episodes were available :'))

i don't read mangas anymore, i sometimes watch anime (not very often) but i still cherish bleach so much. and omg seeing those terms made me go *blink blink* bc it's been so long i had to google to confirm what some of those were!

and that's why my answers might not make sense BUT I HAVE FAVS. definitely. firstly, ichigo, ofc. esp when he attained bankai. kisuke urahara is also my biggest anime crushes (also my anime crushes are such a strong indicator of my type). from the arrancars, i remember how obsessed i was with ulquiorra and grimmjow (ulquiorra's arc and the way he died? and the scene with orihime still lives in my head rent free).

i honestly don't remember much but i remember being a fan of the ishidas too. i also have the softest spot for rukia and byakuya, kenpachi and the little girl that tags with him. toshiro's powers always fascinated me the most and aizen was so hot for being the villain lmao. and omg ywach!! always gave me the chills.

i think my fav arc was when (the explanation's gonna suck) the soul society is in... shambles? with ywach and the other espadas. thousand year blood war or sth? basically before the manga ends. i think the ending and opening of this anime are perfection.

i think this is my cue to reread bleach bc i've been wanting to reread (and hopefully getting back into reading manga) for a while now. since the last time i touched this manga was in 2016, my knowledge is very dusty if you can't tell already-- but if i pick it up again, i'm bothering you 🫵 bc it really is rare to find a bleach enthusiast! i need to hear your fav moments and fav characters too, come on. refresh my memory (and give me the push to pick bleach again)

[sanders-sides-uncorrect-quotes]

snakes and octopi give the best snuggles

Word count: 2,727 (wow, satisfying!)

Warnings: nightmares, brief descriptions of violence and gore, brief descriptions of kidnapping, spoilers for the movie Martyrs (2008), cursing, could be interpreted as u!Patton but he's more just young and foolish

Relationships: dark side family, focus on platonic anxceit and platonic dukexiety, no romantic ships

Characters: Virgil, Janus, Remus, Orange Side, Roman (mentioned), Patton (mentioned), c!Thomas (mentioned), Logan (mentioned)

The first Sanders Sides fanfiction I've finished writing in nearly 4 years!!! Woohoo!

Note: part of this is inspired by the beginning of Alice In Wonderland (2010)

“I really don't see why that's such a big deal.”

A snake crossed his arms from where he leaned against the counter. A hot-blooded short fuse paced across the living room carpet.

“You should be able to! He thinks he's so high and mighty, trying to take as much creative control as he can for himself! It's absurd!”

“On the other hand, giving too much control to You-Know-Who could be disastrous.”

“Good! Maybe those three need a wake up call, Janus! They get to sit on their fucking diamond-encrusted thrones all day while we rot in this putrid basement!”

Janus stood up straight, letting his muscles tighten slightly, “my job is Self Preservation, and the best way to keep our Centre’s mental health at its prime right now is to let them walk all over us.”

The other side narrowed his eyes, “and what's that going to do in the long run, huh? Make their high horses’ legs even longer?” he stomped over to the deceitful side, poking his chest, ”shove their heads even higher up their own asses?!”

“What it'll do in the long run,” Janus clenched his fist, “is for us to begin influencing Thomas when he's at a less busy stage in his life. Intrusive thoughts and dark creativity aren't good for adulting, Wrath. Be reasonable.”

“I'll show you how to be reasonable-”

“Guys?”

Orange and Yellow both shrieked at the small voice, whipping around to see Gray looking at them through the bannister, blanket pulled around his shoulders and his hair a mess.

“God, we need some sort of alarm for when you pop up…”

Janus glared at Wrath and turned to look at the youngest side, his expression softening.

“Another nightmare?”

Anxiety nodded.

“Come on then,” Janus took the boy's hand and led him back up the stairs, but only after calling a quick “you're burning up!” over his shoulder, and Wrath immediately ran to get himself some ice water.

Janus sat at the boy’s bedside, silently watching as he pulled the covers up to just under his eyes and laid back to rest his head on the pillow.

“Come on then,” he reached onto the floor and grabbed Anxiety’s favourite bat plushie, passing it to him, “tell me what happened.”

The small side hugged the toy as tight as his little arms would let him as he began to recall the events of his night terror.

“I-I was on a stage, in front of millions of people… we were performing some sort of comedy.”

“We?” Janus chimed in, “who else was there?”

Anxiety paused for a second and grimaced as he focussed on the memory, “well there's Thomas, a-and… the light sides.”

Deceit made a rumbling sound of acknowledgement in the back of his throat, hand gripping the bed sheets.

“And… they hate me,” he pressed the bat plushie to his face, “s-so much. They say I'm bad, a pest mist.”

“Pessimist,” Janus gently corrected, though his thoughts were somewhere else entirely.

“Yeah, that… and…” Anxiety’s trembles grew, “and…”

Janus shushed him softly, “hey, hey,” he opened up his arms, an invitation, “it's alright, spiderling. You don't have to tell me if you don't want to.”

The child shook his head and crawled into the hug, breathing out as strong yet gentle arms enveloped him.

“No, no, I-... I wanna.”

The elder side nodded.

“I, um, so I tried to fix the problem by quitting the show, throwing in the towel, all of that…”

“Yeah?”

“But t-that made them even more mad. They chased after me, broke into my room,” Anxiety tightened his grip on Janus’ shirt as more tears welled up in his eyes, “they took me away from you, and w-wouldn’t let me see you ever again!”

Janus swallowed.

“Impossible,” he whispered, “they would never be able to keep us away from you, my dear. We'd tear down every wall in the Mind Palace to get you back.”

The child went still, his breath catching in his throat.

“Virgil?”

Silence.

“I know you’re awake, sootywing.”

“You’re gonna be mad…”

“You don't have to hide anything from me, honey. It's just a dream.”

“W-well…” he swallowed, “in the dream y-you did try to get me back at first. But then…” fresh tears messed up his eyeshadow even more, “then you said that things were better here without me, that- that-”

Janus stopped resisting his urges, allowing his other 2 pairs of arms to wrap around the small side.

“Never,” he hissed fiercely, rubbing Virgil's back and holding his face in his hand, “you could never make things worse, my little raccoon.”

“They said the opposite,” the other whispered, voice still shaking but less so now that he was in one of Janus’ super-special-super-rare hugs, “that I just make Thomas's days worse, that I'm a burden on him that needs to be controlled, that-”

“-is absolutely not true,” Janus finished for him.

“Is it though?”

Janus frowned.

“I-in the dream,” Virgil continued, “after you guys left me with them for a while, I s-started to get used to being with them a-and eventually,” he hiccuped, voice thick with guilt, “I was happy with them.”

“Sweetheart…”

“I'm sorry!” Anxiety sobbed into his chest, “I don't know why it happened, I-”

Janus laid Virgil back into his bed, tucking him in with his bat plushie and gently wiping away his tears.

“That was just Stockholm Syndrome, honey.”

Virgil tilted his head to the side in confusion, and Janus melted a little at the pure objective cuteness of the small action. This kid wasn't just his spiderling, his black kitten, his baby bat, his raven, the Dark Mindscape’s little hidden butterfly, their raccoon… he was now his little black lab puppy too.

“It's when a hostage sympathises with their captor,” Janus explained, “It happens often. And remember, this was all a dream, it doesn't mean you would actually feel that way if it happened.”

The kid nodded and took a few deep breaths, blinking slowly before looking back up at the older side.

“D-do you think I'm bad?”

“Oh, darling,” Janus leaned down to press a kiss to his kid’s forehead, “we're all bad here.”

Virgil leaned up to trace his little fingers along Janus’ scales, and Janus gently took his hand in his own and kissed it too. Virgil smiled a little at that, and the sight was enough to fill Janus’ heart with joy for weeks.

“Well,” he mumbled under his breath as he pulled away, “that's what Morality thinks.”

“What was he like? Before the split?” Virgil heard him anyway. Janus forgot the kid had near-superhuman hearing.

Janus leaned back and thought for a moment, “at one point, we were very close. Back before he decided that lying is never good,” he frowned slightly, “we used to… bake cookies together, things like that.”

“Could we do that?” Virgil piped up, “bake cookies? It sounds fun.”

The yellow one smiled, “of course, hun. Just make sure Duke doesn't try to put glass shards in the batter.”

“Or Wrath with the hottest hot sauce?”

“Yes, that too.”

Janus looked around the room absentmindedly, eyes eventually locking onto the terrarium containing his baby’s baby tarantula.

“You know, if those light sides are ever mean to you, you could start feeding Charlotte fatter worms.”

“Why?”

“Because. She'll get bigger, and bigger, until one day she looks like Shelob…”

The snake side leaned down so that his face was inches from Virgil's, and smirked.

“...and you can set her after them to gobble them up!” Janus scuttled the fingers of all six of his hands along the boy’s sides, mimicking the movement of a spider’s legs, making the child shriek with laughter.

“Hahahahaha! Stop! S-stop! Janus!” He gasped out between giggles.

Janus eventually let him go (though only after having thoroughly enjoyed the angelic sound of his kid’s unbridled laughter) and sat back up, looking down at the little jumping spider with a smile he would never let anyone else see.

“Do you feel better now?”

“Mhm,” he nodded, “thanks, J.”

“It's my pleasure,” he murmured, reaching out to cup Virgil's face for a moment, green and purple eyes meeting yellow and brown ones, before standing up and walking towards the door.

Right as he opened it, Virgil called out to him again.

“Janus?”

“Hm?”

“I love you.”

He melted even further at that.

“And I you,” Janus breathed out, voice and face full of fondness, “more than you'll ever know.”

Virgil's eyes shone along with his smile, and Janus took in the sight for a moment before switching off the light.

“Try and get some more sleep, hopefully with dreams full of fluffy spiders.”

“Night, Jan.”

He shut the door gently.

As his door shut, Virgil's room was cut off from the light in the hallway and plunged into pitch darkness. While he didn't mind this at all, he wasn't the slightest bit tired anymore, and it was hard to read books in the dark.

He reached behind his pillow and grabbed his trusty flashlight, fiddling around in the darkness until he found the ‘on’ button.

When he finally turned it on, the first thing he saw was a mad face inches from his own.

“Hey Virgie.”

Said side immediately screeched and whacked the intruder on the head with the torch, already hyperventilating.

“Remus, oh my God!” he shrieked, “I thought you left here when I fell asleep last night!”

Having already recovered from the blow, the Duke sat up and shook his head, specks of blood splattering on the bed sheets and walls.

“Nope! I've been here all night pretty much!”

“What? Where?!”

“Well,” he suddenly turned shy, ”you know how you've been having problems with that monster under your bed?”

“Of course,” Virgil groaned.

“I know, I know, but listen to this! There's a portal under your bed that leads to my room!”

“You can come in here when my door is locked?! When I don't want you to?!”

“Well, not anymore. Now that you know it's there you can lock it whenever.”

“Oh,” Anxiety breathed out and nodded, “that's okay I guess.”

“So!” Remus started, “while you were asleep I portaled to my room to get some stuff and…”

The Duke reached behind his back and pulled out a DVD case, shoving it right in Virgil's face.

Virgil read the title on the front of the case and gasped, “Martyrs? Remus-”

“I know! I was able to get a copy dubbed in English too! The movie just came out so I think it's a great find!”

“But-”

“And, like, Virgie, I know you can speak French for some reason and all but frankly the language sucks and I want to focus on the gore instead of the subtitles.”

“Remus, it's an 18+ movie!”

“Yeah!” He grinned manically, “you're 8, I'm a teen, and there's a plus because it's premium, just for us! Come on, let's watch it! I know you're wide awake after that nightmare.”

“Oh!” Virgil bellowed, “so you were here when that happened and you did nothing! Great! Thanks! You're such a good big brother!”

“I didn't wanna make it worse!”

“And why would that happen?”

“You were sleep-talking.”

“...Oh.”

“Mhm.”

There was a moment of tense silence.

“Any-fuckin’-way,” Remus hopped up from the bed and turned on the TV on Virgil's dresser, “Martyrs time!”

They were both sitting on the floor, Remus hugging Virgil from behind with his chin resting on his head.

“Jan and Wrath were talking about you when I went down.”

*Really?” Remus mumbled as he continued to stare at the screen, watching in awe and admiration as Lucie shot each member of the family who tortured her.

“Mhm,” Virgil nodded, “something about creative control.”

Remus froze as he processed the words, scrambling to pause the movie before staring down at his friend, “what did they say?”

“Uhh,” Virgil’s mind blanked for a second as he continued to look at the screen, which had been paused on a frame of the dead daughter, “someone trying to take it away from you?”

Remus stayed silent.

“And then they called you Dark Creativity?”

“I-” he stuttered.

“And then they said there were 3 light sides instead of 2-”

Remus pushed the words out as quickly as possible before Virgil could interrupt him again, “I’monlyhalfofCreativityandtheotherhalfismybrother.”

Virgil stared at him blankly as his brain slowly dissected the jumble of words just thrown at him.

“You're… not all of Creativity?”

Remus shook his head, not wanting to speak for one of the only times in his life.

“...How?”

“Well… the reason we're all split into light and dark is because the original Creativity split first. When Thomas was around your age he got too Christian and decided all the fun stuff was bad so it was forced out and voila! It made yours truly. And then Morality decided to split all of us off.”

“Why?!”

“I dunno, for funsies I guess.”

“Huh… So is your brother the one trying to take more creative control?”

“Eugh, probably.”

“Don't like him then, I'm guessing?”

“He's the worst!” Remus hollered, “all glitter and ponies and magic godmothers! The only ones who die on his side of the Imagination are villains!”

Virgil gasped, “is that why I'm not allowed in the Imagination alone?!”

“Yeah, but don't go snooping around now that you know that! And don't let Wrath or Janus know that you know about my twin!”

“Why?”

“They wanted to wait til you were older so you would understand. The split is behind us, Virgie. It's the past. And you came after it. You being a dark side from the moment you formed was the start of our perfect family. You don't need to dwell on something you didn't exist to see.”

“Okay,” Virgil nodded and then giggled, “way to bash the entire subject of History there.”

“If you learn from it you can't repeat the best bits!”

Virgil laughed and relaxed into his friend's hold as he unpaused the film.

Both of them stared at the screen as the credits rolled.

“Keep doubting…” Remus echoed.

Virgil hummed in thought, “what afterlife would make someone want to go to it, but for others to not know what it is?”

“Maybe if there's none at all?”

“But then why would she want to stop living?”

“Because she knows all the work she's done torturing people til their last breath was for nothing, and that life really has no meaning at all?”

“No afterlife is boring though, Remus. Surely you agree?” Virgil turned to look back up at him, “wouldn't you want it to be some sort of Lovecraftian hell?”

“Oh, I would love that, you know I would. But, y'know,” the Duke sighed, “Occam's razor gotta cut us out of our skin and bleed us out until we're dried skin suits and a pile of bones.”

“Eugh.”

“Yum.”

“Ew!”

They both giggled. Virgil shifted until his back was pressing into Remus’ chest and he closed his eyes with a content sigh. Watching the goriest movie ever made with his insane best friend really tired him out.

Remus crossed his legs to wrap them around Virgil and tightened his hold. A surge of violent protectiveness coursed through his veins as he thought back to the conversation between him and Janus he had eavesdropped on.

“Hey, salticidae?”

“Hm?”

“If those light sides ever do try to Beauty And The Beast ya or some shit, you can call me to come and help you through the portal!”

“...Oh!” Virgil’s eyes lit up, “that's a great idea! As long as you bring some weapons with you.”

“For you,” Remus grinned, “I’d bring only my best.”

When Janus and Wrath recovered from their screaming match and went to check on the youngest, they were met with a sight that was immediately placed into the family photobook.

Virgil was curled up into a ball while hugging his bat plushie close to his chest, letting out tiny high pitched snores. Remus was wrapped around him with all 4 limbs plus his tentacles, letting out much bigger, grosser snores.

Ironically, being cuddled by the embodiment of intrusive thoughts was a great way to get rid of nightmares.

And, for nearly a decade, everything was perfect for the little dark family.

Until, like the twisted shadow of a Disney Princess, Virgil's dream came true.

[purplesimmer455]

Once they’ve gotten ready for bed, Riley pulls Stephanie close to them and kisses her neck. "Ri!" she gasps and Riley shushes her. "I don't want the kids to hear us." They add. "Yeah, Nan would ask so many questions." Stephanie says and Riley smiles. "Yeah, she's smart just like her mom, and curious about the world just like her parent." They say and Stephanie smiles. "Is it sappy that I'm not ready for her to be a teen? She and Ru are my snugglebugs and I'm happy they're growing into amazing sims as they get older but sad that they're growing so fast." Stephanie says. Riley nods, biting their lip. "I feel the same. Nan’s our oldest and she's already going out and exploring things and wanting to know more. I want to just keep my little strawberry* here with me all the time but I know she has to grow up and go out into the world." They say. “Yeah,” Stephanie says softly. 

Stephanie smiles at Riley and pulls them close, deciding to change the subject before both of them get too sappy. “Why don’t we head to our room and woohoo? As I recall, you wanted me to come down your chimney, and I don’t need the Mrs. Winter costume to do that.” She adds coyly, putting her hands on their chest and looking up into their eyes. Riley grins as they put their hands on Stephanie’s hips and stroke them. “Oh, I still do, Steph.” They say, and the two head over to their room. They woohoo a few times, and Stephanie sighs in contentment as she snuggles up to her spouse after the third woohoo. “Goodnight baby,” she says. “Goodnight,” Riley says, kissing her on the forehead. 

[changingplumbob]

Woods Household: Chapter 1, Part 3

In this part Reece finally becomes a YA (it would have happened sooner but clearly wheelofnames.com wanted to torture me) the house gets power, and Fosters descend for a belated birthday celebration.

Part 3 is mainly my sims being in love so if you're only here to find out who killed Samir's parents feel free to skip this spicier part.

Low level content warning: Some sim spice and mentions of death

Samir: Happy Birthday blondie. I love you

Reece: *smiles* I love you to. Is it morning already?

Samir: And here was me thinking you were desperate to get started. You were *kisses* practically *kisses* begging *kisses* yesterday

Reece: I am *sighs* and can beg more *giggles* if you tell me to. But I also *kisses* really love cuddling with you

Samir: We can cuddle later. For now *kisses* get your butt *kisses* in the shower

Reece: The shower boss?

Samir: *sternly* Don't ask questions, just do it. Clearly in our down time you've forgotten your manners, that'll have consequences *switches to whisper* bad boys get punished

…

Reece: *panting* Wow, that... was definitely.... worth... waiting for

Samir: What do you say needy boy

Reece: Thank you boss *kisses* may I have some more

Samir: *chuckles* hmmm, not just now, you also said you wanted more cuddle time

Samir: You sure you want to be the big spoon

Reece: Just because you’re bigger than me doesn’t mean I don’t like getting my arms around you boss. Plus, I really love kissing your neck

Samir: *chuckles* Oh I'm aware. It’s your birthday I suppose, better let you have some say

Reece: So I'm a good boy again

Samir: Hell yeah you are

The couple are quiet for a few minutes as they come down from the woohoo high. Samir almost falls back to sleep but something's bothering Reece.

Reece: Samir... my lover...

Samir: *groggily* yep, I'm awake

Reece: About... about what happened to you…

Samir: *sleepily* hmm

Reece: Do you want me to not make such a fuss of your scars when we’re woohooing? I always thought they were hot but I don’t want to upset you if they bring up bad memories

Samir: *sighs* blondie, you know I tell you if I don’t like something you’re doing. I tell you quite sternly do I not?

Reece: Yes you do. But... maybe you’re trying not to make me feel bad when-

Samir: I do actually enjoy making you feel bad from time to time, you're more eager to please then

Reece: Lover be serious. I want to know I'm not upsetting you

Samir: *sighs* Are you listening properly blondie

Reece: I can stop talking if that’s what you mean

Samir: Never stop talking, but for now, cuddle and listen *kisses* My scars, they used to be a reminder that I had nearly died, that Grim could have appeared and taken me with him, right after my parents. But now, they remind me that I survived. Whatever tried to kill me failed *kisses* I love that you think they’re hot, it makes me feel even better about them *kisses* that I'm strong enough to look after you

Reece: How did I get lucky enough to score a man who’s just as strong on the inside as he appears on the outside

Samir: If I remember right you proposed we skip prom together, and kept going on about your feelings until I caved

The couple reflect for a while, recalling their past.  Of course all the reminiscing of their romance together means they have to take another pit stop in the shower before we can get to cake…

Reece: Where did you get a confetti cannon

Samir: From my pants, where else

Reece: And where did you get a cake, we don’t even have an oven

Samir: Welcome to the future blondie, you can get most things on the internet. Now be a good boy and make a wish

Reece thinks, blows out the candles, and is officially a young adult.

Samir: How do you feel

Reece: Geekier… I’m just going to go get changed

Samir: *kisses* Don’t cut your hair too short, I like being able to grab on to it

Reece blushes and heads for the bathroom.

Reece: There, will I do?

Samir runs his hands through Reece's new haircut, shorter but still fine for gripping. His hands move over Reece's torso, dancing softly across the ticklish parts, getting joy from hearing Reece try to contain his giggles. After running his fingers around the edge of the new pyjama pants he backs up and sweeps Reece's hand into a kiss.

Samir: You’ll do… very well. Come on gorgeous, the sun is up and we should enjoy it

By enjoy it Samir of course means head out to enjoy the near dead daylife of Moonwood Mill. That’s why he likes it here, there never seems to be any crowds. The two find a picnic table near the bar to enjoy the chocolate cake.

Samir: Your arms look so good in that shirt *smirks* Really makes me want to rip it off

Reece: *chuckles* I know, why do you think I picked it. Now tell me, what’s next for our secret mission

Samir: *sighs* It’s your birthday, we should be focusing on happy things. Like seeing if we can set a new woohoos in a day record

Reece: First off, yes. Secondly, solving puzzles makes me happy. Please tell me *pouts*

Samir: Alright, you win. I did notice this weird door that seemed to lead underground on my run yesterday. I figured I might take a look, perhaps there’s some signs of “bears” down there

Reece: My lover is so brave *blows kiss*

Reece: but, flirting aside, be careful Samir

Samir: Aww, you worried about me gorgeous

Reece: With you trying to find what killed your parents? Nope. Not worried at all that it'll get you killed. That I'll be left with even less answers than we have now. That I'll be... alone

Samir: Hey, hey. Come here

Samir pulls Reece in for a passionate embrace that takes his breath away. Like normal Reece is sure he's going to run out of air before Samir lets him go.

Samir: I promised I would keep you safe. I also promise, no matter what happens, I’m always going to come back to you alive. Remember that

Reece’s reply is swiftly silenced by Samir’s kisses returning furiously.

Samir: Now, do you want your birthday present

Reece: I thought you already gave me my present, twice

Samir: *chuckles* So you don’t want what’s in this box

Reece: I mean, I’m not going to turn down a gift. Wait, is this… really?

Samir: I know you’ve been wanting to try some for ages but I had to do some research first, ways to use them without you breaking a wrist. Plus I couldn’t very well be locking you in handcuffs that are going to break mid woohoo now could I

Reece: *blushes* Thank you. For getting them, and… getting me

Samir: You're welcome. Somehow... you understand me. Apart from that time you thought I was closeted

Reece: Yeah... I did kind of read that wrong. But I think I've got better at figuring you out

Samir: I'd say so. I’m always going to try and understand you, I promise

Back at home...

Samir: Gorgeous, I’m only going to the tunnels, I’m not leaving for say Peru or anything *kisses* We can play when I get back

Reece: I know lover. I just want you to know I’ll miss you while you’re gone, and I love you, and I love your neck, and I love your-

Samir: Remember blondie, the people should be coming with the wind turbines for installation

Reece: Stay here with me *nuzzles neck* I can show you electricity *kisses neck* and we can give them a show

Samir: OMW, I’m leaving *whispers* don't even think of getting off without me though

So Samir heads out to explore the tunnels for the first time while Reece tends to the garden. If his family are coming over tomorrow he wants to show his dad he didn’t forget everything he was taught about plants.

Reece makes sure to plant his chrysanthemum and Samir’s rose in the same planter box. It makes him happy to think the flowers can grow side by side, just like him and his boyfriend. Maybe if he gets good enough at gardening he can make a bush where they intertwine.

Samir’s first trip in the tunnels ends with a small scrape, but, determined to find some kind of lead, he brushes it off, and heads back in. Sure enough the wind turbines turn up right on schedule, the house will now have power! No more relying on lanterns.

*wolf whistles*

Reece: That better be you

Samir: Or what

Reece: Or I’ll have to tell the prowler I have possessive lover who will kick his ass for checking me out. Wait, are you possessive?

Samir: I mean… I don’t like to think of you with other guys but I’m pretty sure that’s just not wanting to be in an open relationship. Why? You want me to be possessive

Reece: Hmm, sometimes…

Samir: *nods* I shall try to be more of a possessive jerk in future then

Reece: Find anything in the tunnels

Samir: Nope. Now give me a hug so the neighbourhood knows you’re mine

Reece: *laughs* smooth, that’s not quite what I meant

Samir: I know what you- ahh

Reece: Crap! Are you okay

Samir: Yeah, yeah I’m fine

Reece: So that was just a not in pain screech then was it

Samir: I may have… fallen down a hole in the tunnels

Reece: You did what?

Samir: I’m fine, didn’t even break a bone

Reece: We’re having dinner, then a bath to get the cobwebs off you, then bed. I'm not having spiders invade our bed

Samir: *smirks* I thought I was the boss

Reece: Then you shouldn’t have fallen down a hole

Samir: I like falling in your holes... often, hard

Reece: *blushes* Oh watcher that was a terrible line. You might have a concussion, we should-

Samir: I’m fine gorgeous, and I’m cooking

Reece: Samir-

Samir: It’s your birthday. I’m not letting you cook on your birthday

Reece: This tastes good

Samir: Told you I should cook

Reece: Can you even taste it when you eat that fast

Samir: *through mouthfuls* absolutely

Reece: It’s got to be pretty healthy right? Char grilled food without oil? Maybe it’ll let me get muscles as big as yours

Samir: *smirks* Keep on dreaming blondie

Samir: You’re not going to make me have a bath alone are you

Reece: And you call me needy

Samir: You are. I’m purely thinking about how a man with a possible concussion shouldn’t be left alone around water

Reece looks skeptically at Samir who manages to keep his composure for a few seconds before breaking in to a smile, making Reece laugh. Sure enough both of them end up in the tub, and Reece helps Samir clean up before he wants to have cuddles again.

Samir: Did you have a good birthday then blondie

Reece: *smiling* Yeah I did, thanks to you. Do you think we could... take the handcuffs for a test run

Samir: *smirks* who’s the needy one now

Reece: *laughs* Definitely me boss *kisses* I always need your touch

Samir: You know the rules. Ask me nicely

Another sunny day dawns in Moonwood Mill and Reece and Samir kick things off with some woohoo and breakfast.

Samir: Any plans today before your family descend

Reece: You invited them so they’ll only be descending because of you

Samir: One day I’m sure I shall love them all… individually… alone

The couple head out for a morning run, oh how I wish there was a "go for a run together" option. Today Samir comes across an abandoned house on the outskirts of the woods. The place is filthy but he tries to take note of its location in case Reece feels like collecting frogs now that he’s a geek. It's here he realises he's an active kind of sim.

Eventually the Fosters (plus their plus ones) rocked up to pay Reece a belated happy birthday. He and Carson still don’t get on. Yes I reused the pose of Samir and Reece for an individual picture for their wall because they just look sweet.

Harvey: I know it’s Reece’s birthday but Kayleigh and I wanted to give you a little something

Samir: Oh… thanks!

...

Kayleigh: Happy birthday darling! Oh look at you, all grown up

Reece: Can I open my gift now

Kayleigh: Of course

Reece: A guitar?

Kayleigh: I know you have the music and dance hobby, we should have got you one sooner but-

Reece: I love it mum

Reece: So here I planted the fruit you gave me, and some stuff from the romance festival

Charlie: I’m just glad you remembered to plant the dragon fruit instead of eat it

Harvey: Let me know if you want any clippings from our garden, I’ve plenty to spare

Charlie: You checked out universities yet

Reece: That’s an in-progress thing. I mean, what would be the point in starting a degree before I know what I want to do

Harvey: If you want to be a forest hippie, you be a forest hippie

Reece: It’s kind of weird that you let us do whatever we want dad

Harvey: Is it? I thought I was being a cool dad

Charlie: Most parents have like, rules and stuff

Reece: *deviously* You know it’s not too late to implement rules for Carson

Reece: You should like… take away his cellphone, and ground him

Charlie: Aren’t you meant to be a mature young adult now?

Reece: Show me where it says mature sis

...

Keira: What are you working on

Samir: Umm... Horse

Kaori: With a knife? Is that safe?

...

Harvey: You sure you’re all right here

Reece: Yes dad, I’m good. Better than good-

Samir: Blondie... tunnels. Back later

Harvey watches his son say goodbye. It’s clear to him that Reece and Samir love each other, he just hopes Samir deserves his son. But how is he meant to learn who Samir is when he barely speaks?

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[gnattyplayssims]

1949 Pt2 - Sofia's Deciever

TW//Assault

Winter had settled in Copperdale, but despite the cold Hezekiah and Anabelle often enjoyed the occasional sneakaway. "We should get back."

Kye groaned, "Let them cook their own dinner."

"You're supposed to be preparing for your dad talk with Mathias."

Hezekiah and Anabelle returned from the lakeside gazebo. Mathias joined them for dinner and then he and Kye had a talk.

"Aren't you cold?"

"No. How did the talk go?"

"Eh, Just the typical dad stuff. I just told him how amazing you were and now we're solid."

"What 'typical dad stuff'?"

"You know like, 'what are your intentions with my daughter?' 'I got a shotgun in the closet if you hurt her.' That kind of stuff."

"He doesn't have a shotgun."

"They usually don't."

"But he said yes?" Mathias shrugged, "I guess we're official now"

He took a step toward her and her heart raced as he planted his hand on the fence near her head, "You know, a lot of teens nowadays start woohooing when they go steady."

She twirled her butterfly ring with her thumb, "I...still want to wait. I like just making out with you."

He leaned closer, "Yeah? I like that too but usually those things are meant to lead to other things." He put his hand on her face tilting her face up towards him.

She pushed him away. "Are you crazy? My parents bedroom is right there. We could get caught!"

"Sounds thrilling."

He placed his hand on her hip and pulled her closer. "Relax, your parents were playing a game with Stefan. Your dad trusts me now...why don't you."

"I trust you...I'm just scared."

"Of what?"

"Won't it hurt?"

"Only for a moment and then," He pressed closer, "pure ecstasy."

He pushed her back against the fence again and for a moment she stopped breathing. He smirked, "You're a fool to think you don't want this."

"I do want it...I'm just not ready yet"

"It's not healthy to keep it all pent up." He leaned in closer and she lost her train of thought

Suddenly he stepped away from her. "Don't worry, I'd never actually do anything with your parents right here. Your dad might not have a gun but I've seen him angry, I'd rather not have that chat."

Sofia nodded.

"How bout we go to the Carnaval again this weekend.

"Okay."

That weekend Kye and Anabelle sat out on the water watching the lights from the Carnaval. "I'm surprised you said yes."

"Me too. But she's your daughter. She'll only be more determined if we say no."

"She'll have her heart broken."

"Yep and we'll be here when she does."

She wrapped her arm around him and looked into his eyes. "When'd you get so wise?"

"If I recall, It was about the time you shattered my heart into a million pieces."

"Which time."

"Hmm I forget. Sofia's a Mizrahi, a broken heart won't destroy her and she won't be alone"

Hezekiah was right about one thing, Sofia was strong but that night would set her on a path that would test her Mizrahi resiliance.

"I'm so glad we're finally getting to come here"

"Is there something specific you wanted to try?"

"The ferris wheel! I heard the view is stunning"

Mathias laughed. "Sure if you would rather look at the scenery."

"What do you mean?"

"The view may be stunning but that's not generally why people ride the ferris wheel."

She looked at him blankly.

"You know...private cart no way to get interrupted."

"Oh! I knew that!"

He bought the tickets at the booth and they headed onto the Ferris Wheel. The view was stunning and the makeout session didn't disappoint. Mathias was feeling pretty good by the time they got off the ride.

"Shall we get some ice cream next?"

"Yes please!"

They got some ice cream and Sofia insisted they ride the Love Carts but Mathias was bored. "Maybe you'll like the Haunted House, that's exciting." "I hate Haunted Houses. Let's skip it." "Well what else do you want to do?" "I know a nice private place around the corner."

He took her down an alley behind the Haunted House to a table tucked back near some sheds. "I'm so nervous."

"You don't have to be nervous. Like I said, it'll only hurt for a moment."

She nodded and touched his chest tentatively. "What if I'm not good at it?"

"Then we keep practicing." She nodded and finally got up the courage to lay her hand on his chest. "That's it, now move lower."

She hesitated and leaned forward. "Can I kiss you instead?"

He sighed, "Fine. But you better not chicken out on me."

"I won't. I promise."

He pulled her closer and she dipped down to kiss his neck. "What are you doing?"

"Kissing you."

"I don't know what that is but it's not kissing."

She tried harder but it just made him angry,

"Just stop you're ruining the mood."

"I'm sorry, I told you I'm nervous."

He tilted her head for a proper kiss but Sofia already felt humiliated. Her eye caught the ring on her finger and her father's words came back. She deserved better than this. She pictured her dad walking her down the aisle and knew Mathias couldn't be at the end

"We should stop"

Mathias flipped her onto the table angrily. "What do you mean stop? You promised you wouldn't chicken out. I don't like broken promises, Sofia"

"I'm sorry, I...I just don't think-"

"What? Do I not fit your perfect image?"

"You're scaring me"

"And you're really pissing me off"

Sofia tried to push him off her but he grabbed her and yanked her closer. "No, Sofia. Enough of your games. I'm not playing anymore. I've waited way to long to have you bail on my now."

"Mathias wait. Stop. Please."

But he was already tearing at her clothes.

"I leapt through so many hoops for you, even put on a show for your dad and it still wasn't enough for you. Well tonight I'm getting what's due me."

Terror paralyzed her, her mind shutting down as he kissed her brutally and then moved lower. She didn't remember much after that.

[washidashi]

Part 3 of me explaining the Basil Brothers Propaganda

Welcome to Part 3!! of this longer-than-needed explanation on my Basil Brothers Propaganda which is kindly sponsored by the anon who asked about it 😎🔥 I think this will be the last part for now until there are major developments on this movement in which I'll gladly update soon mwehe :3

Here's Part 1 and Part 2 in case you missed 'em and need the full context of this whole thing

[insert disclaimer and spoiler copied from Parts 1 and 2 oK LET'S GO🏃‍♀️💨💨💨]

So the months of May-mid June were my 👌peak👌 of Rowan and Basil content, I would just talk on Twitter nonstop about them and my followers and mutuals had to sadly witness it all

Eventually, it did die down because of a lot of things: I got busy working on my thesis, people were slowly losing interest for Rowan, and times were just changing P-:

Then in comes this amazing artist who drew just as amazing art of Stranger, I don't want to repost their art here but their Twitter handle is @/strange_fl0wer and they just make the most art ever !!!!!!! 💥💥💥

You can head to the Media tab and search through his art and you'll find it eventually, bUT THEY'RE A BIG ENJOYER OF STRANGER AND ROWAN TOO MY HEART SOARED 💗💗💗

I got so inspired I tried to make art of his Stranger design bc it was that good but ofc I can't compare waha :"-]

As you can see by the lower right doodle (aha yeah you do) my brain just started seeing him as an addition to the brothers :-]]

Eventually, my brain went back to its brainrot of Basil and his brother but now with an added 's' to the end bc they gOT BIG BRO STRANGER NOW WITH THEM EYYY WOOHOO 🥳🥳🎉🎉🎉

I just went kwazy again now with the addition of @/strange_fl0wer's Stranger as a big brother figure to them. Here, have some doodles on them!

Like with the conception of Rowan I didn't think too much of his concept and identity yet except for the fact that he'd be the older brother to the twins

I'm sure I made some hc of him in my Twitter somewhere but I can't recall kjsdfbkds gl finding them ig..🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️ but here have some more art to give you an idea on how I visualize their dynamic as brothers!

I think that's all the art I've made on them (for now). So, my objective to dump all that here is accomplished 😌👌 I will just share a few more things tho to wrap this up!

As much as I love to use 'Stranger' I think my mind really wanted to come up with another name for him especially with this human/non-cryptid version, and I just came across some tweet on how he would go under the name Sage in the real world and my gOD it clicked on me so fast you wouldn't know

Verbatim from this one tweet I made on Twitter:

Just saw someone say that Stranger would go under the name Sage if he was in the real world and I'm. Feeling Things 😳 how we feeling about that boys i think it sounds cool and fitting with the theme of them having plant/herb/tree names 🤓

Adding that the sage personality/archetype is often associated with being the "seeker of truth" and is described to be knowledgeable, assured and guiding KEKLRLADK PLEASE I CAN'T SEE BIG BRO STRANGER IN ANY OTHER WAY BUT THAT 😭😭 but idk idk i could be reaching idk idk 🥴

So, yeah!! I'm just gonna refer to Big Bro!Stranger as Sage in any future instances that I'll talk about him with my Basil Brothers Propaganda 😎 and....yeah that's about it for now, dear Anon! I hope this.....explanation helps in a way :'-] thank you for letting me indulge in it skdjfbsdf

ONE MORE THING. while I did say that I'm not planning on making some full-fledged story/AU with these characters, the artist I mentioned above has something akin to it in the works! If you'd like to know more about it I suggest you head to his twitter to find out :-]