#it's kinda illogical that it looks this way in the pic but then it looks diff on him and has a third appearance when equipped by us

[silver-horse]

fun fact: you can pickpocket the boots from him lol that's what I did. and he won't stand there barefoot. (the game just ignores that he shouldn't have boots I guess)

and they have the appearance of drow boots when we equip them. (they don't look like that when he has them equipped. and they also don't look like here in the image.) they complete the drow set that is worn by Minthara. so yeah good idea to pickpocket them xD very good boots.

it's pretty much the only good loot he has. because the 'sword of screams' only does psychic damage, it doesn't offer anything special (also the sword can't be pickpocketed. only looted if he is knocked out or killed)

Nere's Boots

These are the boots you pull off of Nere if you are terrible enough to kill him (shame on you).

I have questions.

These were obviously made by Sharrans and found in the temple, as the description says.

Did our man pull these off a corpse? Did he say "oh those look neato" while exploring the temple, yank them off some skeleton's feet, take them back to his tent, and oil them himself? I suppose it is more likely he made one of the duergar do it, but still. I like the idea of him sitting there at night carefully restoring these smelly corpse boots.

[rodolfoparras]

Okay, screenshots have been taken and edited into collages because Tumblr HATES me

And I forgor to screenshot the layout and I was not going to go through the process of opening sims again... So instead I went through the process of using Picsart to draw it out 🙄 which was probably worse

It's kind of awkward and I didn't know how to decorate the yard but y'know, most people's yard (at least in the US) is just grass so. He lives in the woods, that's why all the trees around the fence

But I think Simon would love the garden. He does it a lot when he's home because it keeps his hands busy and his mind too. His room itself is kind of bland but he doesn't care, he's not in it often. And I think he journals a lot, he likes to read and write. And his favorite colors blue ✋😌

Also, he keeps whatever drawings Johnny gives to him. Frames them and displays them around the house. Simon definitely keeps up with training, and because they train a lot outside in the military, he has his equipment outside on his porch. Idc if that's illogical, I make the choices. Plus, he loves the fresh air in his little area, it's nice

Kitchen is plain because I don't care 🙏🙏

The user's room is pretty much based off me and how I'd decorate it because it's my bot and I was going crazy with it 🙏 most of the decor in the house is meant for the User, Simon decorated it for them 🫡 most of the paintings are kinda whatever would look nice or fit, definitely not what would actually be up 😭

-🐧

SUGAR BEE IT LOOKS SO COZY AND PRETTY!!!! I absolutely love the little green house (or what I assume is one since tumblr app won’t let me open these pics properly )is Simon’s room the one with pride flag?

I think a plain yard suits him! It could be too flashy for him to put in a lot of work (flashy= lots of attention = Simon does not like that at all) but I do love the idea of him having a little green house and taking care of plants like him being scared of owning pets so he’s like ok let’s try with flowers and it involves into this big hobby oh my god you know what you should have a little studio for him!’ So he can draw as much as he likes or sculpt or create what he wishes !! Also him keeping soaps drawings is so sweet AND VERY GAY 🫵🏻 OF HIM

Do not worry about the logistics of things sugar bee I know if I had someone like ghost working out on his porch I’d be more of an outdoorsy person 🙂‍↕️ also after checking the lay out and using my poor reading abilities I’m guessing your room is the one with the pride flag? Either way it’s very beautiful and I love the black curtains/ walls it gives it a sleek look!

[cup-of-teas]

Thoughts on Acacia Brinley

I have some thoughts on the Acacia situation. Mainly because she’s getting a ton of hate rn which is kinda lame. And I haven’t seen too many people (if anyone) defending her. 

So firstly, she used racial slurs back in the day. But look, if someone has stupid stuff they did online from when they were underage then I don’t normally give a fuck. It’s completely illogical to expect her to have an adult mentality when she was a child. Like I was on Tumblr when she was “Tumblr famous” and the shit she was posting was all across the board. Honestly, it’s really unfortunate that she had so much internet access at that age because everyone can google it. Anyways, I think it’s dumb to keep bringing up what people did as children. 

Secondly, I don’t think she’s a bad parent. What is up with all this hate on her parenting?? I’ve watched a good amount of her vids. And before I made this post, I wanted to make sure I had it right, so I went back and watched a bunch of her family vids. I actually think she’s a good parent. She doesn’t seem to show favoritism towards Brinley, it only appears that way if you pull things out of context. But there’s a lot of pics of Rosie on her insta, she seems to give a lot of attention and care to Rosie especially with her medical condition.

Thirdly, she is a bad pet owner. I think everyone can agree that her and Jairus shouldn’t get any more pets. They don’t seem to see them as friends/companions/actual living breathing entities. It’s like they view their pets as accessories? So yeah, that one’s pretty messed up. I’m not going to defend it, all she can really do is stop taking in more animals and maybe make a donation to a charity so some ppl can actually help some animals.

Those are the 3 main things she’s getting hate for. I’m not a fan of hers. I’ve known of her for several years though & she’s just kinda popped up in stuff every now & then. I just wanted to make this because I held a few diff views than all the hate vids I’ve seen.

Anyways, there’s definitely a chance I’m wrong about some stuff. All I know is what’s been put online. 

[esotheria-sims]

Welcome to Project: Lot Imposter Prettification!

In case you’ve been wondering what I was up to for the past couple o’ days, here’s your answer! I finally decided to test out @criquette-was-here‘s rad tutorial on replacing lot imposter textures, and since Gatehouse Inn is going to be looming empty for at least some time, figured that it’d make the ideal test subject. Criquette only focuses on roofs in their tut but mentions that walls can be replaced as well, which is what I was mostly interested in.

Well, here’s what I’ve learned from the experiment so far: for one, lot imposter textures are microscopic (128x128, seriously Maxis? -______-) No wonder lots look so hideous in hood view! Oh, and also, the texture placement makes no sense whatsoever. Like, you’d expect the exterior walls to be on one .png, interior walls on another, fence textures on a third… right? Wrong. Everything is jumbled up with no rhyme or reason, exterior and interior walls just slapped together in the most illogical way imaginable (seriously, they didn’t even bother putting walls that are close to each other on the same .png. Need to find the front wall of your house? Here it is, together with the house’s fencing and the roof of that shed that’s on the opposite side of the lot! Why Maxis, just why?) That’s why my lot on the pics above looks so half-done - I was still figuring out which wall is which (kinda hard to tell when they all look like a pixelated mess…) But for all the trouble, I think the end result is actually kinda worth it?

Test shot from a nearby lot to prove my point.

[kaija-rayne-author]

And on top of that, people don't know what actually strong people look like. Media has completely warped what we think of as healthy, not to mention functional, muscles. They don't have that pretty, made in a gym, I've-dehydrated-myself-to-the-point-of-hospitalization-for-a-shirtless-picture type muscle.

Real muscle often has a good coating of fat on it. The fat supports, insulates, and powers the muscle. I'm fat, but even though I'm chronically ill, I'm still incredibly strong. I was a committed weight lifter, dancer, and martial artist before I got sick. I regularly shock stock clerks who offer to lift my groceries into the car because I use a cane.

They often can't easily lift something that I don't have a problem with. They look perfectly 'healthy' and sometimes buff. I look like a tall, fat, middle aged homemaker who walks with a cane.

Here's some pics of actually strong people.

Men's Health strong man.

Eddie Hall, strong man

Gabriele Burgholzer, middle weight strong woman winner and one of the strongest ten women in the world.

Robin Coleman, another of the strongest women in the world.

Skinny isn't strong. Skinny often isn't healthy. Pretty muscle is just that, 'pretty'. (Straight up, I find the ultra cut look disturbing and kinda gross because I know how people abuse themselves to look like that.) Even ill, I could probably outperform on functioning muscle jobs like farming vs a gym bunny.

Human bodies just don't work that way.

We're also supposed to put weight on as we age as protection for our bones.

The fat phobia in society is just so illogical and harmful.

You know what fat is, right? It's stored energy. A fat person is likely to last longer under harsh conditions (which, honestly, these fantasy worlds are brutal) than someone without an energy store.

I really wish people would educate themselves about this.

Fat doesn't mean you can't do typical fantasy adventure stuff. Give me a truly strong male presumed character (they came close with Halsin, but he needs more fat). Give me a chubby female presumed option. We'll still be beating up meazels when the skinny misses are fainting.

I'd even hazard a guess that a chubby to fat person would be able to cast more magic more frequently than a skinny one. Why? Mana is energy. Fat is stored energy. Our bodies store energy the way they do because it's survival instinct. We're not supposed to be super skinny.

Also, goblins and meazels aren't real, tossing eldritch blast isn't real, what the fuck do you care if I want to play a chubby strong character who could actually survive in that world? (Those pretty muscles aren't taking those characters far at all.)

Look, I love the game a lot! But Larian fucked up by not having body mass sliders.

it's so funny when ppl"s defence of no fat characters existing in video games is "uh they wouldn't be able to physically do the things the character does" like damn i hate to break it to you but skinny bitches can't physically cast a fireball in real life either but nobody has a problem with that

[mikes-on-prometheus]

Prompt: Virgil lost his cat. Patton is concerned and Logan does the only logical thing. Human au

based off of this post

Pairing: lamp

Word count: about 1,400

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“But- Lolo, what if they never find their kitty? What if something happened to it?” Patton kept insisting. It had been at least half an hour since they had passed the poster and Patton with his big soft heart had immediately jumped onto it.

“They will probably be alright, Patton. Felines have a habit of wandering and returning to their home once they grow hungry or bored. Whoever distributed the posters might already have their cat back by now, the poster was from approximately four days ago.” Logan tried to reassure his boyfriend so he would finally - hopefully - focus on gathering all the groceries they needed.

“But- but Logan. What if the kitty got lost and now that there’s so much snow it doesn’t recognise the way home? What will happen to the poor baby?”

Logan sighed. It seemed, to him, that he would have to manage the groceries on his own. Roman could deal with Patton and his illogical love for cats once they got home.

Regardless of how annoyed he seemed, Logan still took a picture of the poster as Patton and him passed it on the way from the store to their car. If Patton really was that worried about the cat and its owner he would have to do the one and only logical thing. He would contact the owner of the runaway cat.

I lost my damn cat.

His name is Brendon but he only answers to Goblin because he’s an asshole but he’s my asshole and i love him and want him back.

50$ reward.

Text 202-555-0196

Once home Logan was abandoned to put away their purchases on his own while Patton greeted their other boyfriend, Roman, and told him all about the little black cat that was depicted on the poster.

While alone Logan took the opportunity to take action.

[202-555-0110] Salutations, I am looking to inquire whether or not you have found your feline companion again.

Logan did not have to wait long for an answer. It arrived within a few minutes of him sending the first message.

[202-555-0196] yeah i found him. the Bastard was at the shelter after being caught stealing some neighbour’s shoes

[202-555-0110] That is fortunate. I shall tell Patton. He saw the poster you had posted by the local store and worried for both you and your feline.

[202-555-0196] aw man that’s actually kinda nice of patton whoever they are tell them thanks from me plz? name’s virgil btw

[202-555-0110] Very well, Virgil. Seeing as I know your name and you know my boyfriend’s name I assume it is only polite to introduce myself. My name is Logan.

[202-555-0196] yeah. nice 2 meet you logan and thanks again

Logan deemed the conversation fairly over by that point and rejoined his boyfriends where they were cuddling on the living room couch with Patton in Roman’s lap.

“The person who distributed the posters has found their cat. Their name is Virgil and they would like to extend their thanks to you, Patton, for worrying about them and their cat.” He told them stiffly, making himself comfortable on the opposite end of the couch, pushing roman’s feet aside to make room for himself.

“What? Did you talk to them?” Roman asked at the same time that Patton let out a medium pitched squeal.

“Aww, it’s no problem! I’m just glad they have their kitty back! Can we talk to them too? I wanna make sure they’re okay.”

“Patton, there is no need to contact Virgil again, they have told me that they and their cat are alright.” Logan insisted but faltered.

Now, Logan has always been a serious, logical man. He did not do emotions. But in the face of Patton’s big sad eyes, even the most emotionless of men would crumble. And so did Logan.

“Fine! Alright! I will ask them if they are alright with talking to you.” He grumbled after resisting the puppy dog eyes for a whopping five seconds.

[202-555-0110] Apologies but Patton is insistent on double checking that you and your cat are alright. Will you be alright with talking to him?

[202-555-0196] yeah i guess? i mean- we’re fine so you can tell him that but it’s fine if he wants to know from me personally? so go ahead i guess?

Logan sighed and sent both of them the stranger’s number.

[202-555-0101] hi! This is patton, lo probably mentioned me, i just wanted to make sure you and your kitty are alright! I got really worried because of how cold it was

[202-555-0196] yeah we’re both fine. he was brought to the shelter by a neighbour before the snow set in

[202-555-0101] oh that’s great to hear! I just love cats a lot

What followed was not what Patton had expected. Admittedly, it startled him and Roman, who had been reading over his shoulder, a little bit.

What followed was a picture of a pale man with vibrant purple hair, holding a midnight black cat in his arm. The caption read

[202-555-0196] that’s us the day i got him back from the shelter he was brought to he was a bit peeved but not hurt in any way

Oh gosh they’re cute Patton thought and from the strangled noise Roman made he probably thought the same.

Logan made an inquisitive noise and leaned in to see what had his boyfriends so surprised. The stranger was admittedly… aesthetically pleasing, to say the least.

[202-555-0101] oh my gosh! That’s so cute! And aaah!!!! Look at the kitty cats lil toe beans!!!! He’s so adorable!

[202-555-0196] heh thanks this is one of the only good pics i have of him he never holds still long enough

“Can we keep them?” Patton burst out after a minute of staring at the picture again.

“Patton, they are a practical stranger and not a pet we could just keep. And we don’t even know if they would want to pursue a relationship, let alone with three men.”

“My darling, I think Logan might be right. No matter how handsome, we do not know anything about them.” Roman agreed, an unusual happenstance.

Patton pouted but nodded.

[202-555-0101] hey you seem like a really nice person, would you wanna meet with my boyfriends and me for coffee or something to become friends?

“Just cuz we can’t ask them to join us doesn’t mean i can’t make them our friend.”

[202-555-0196] uhm dunno I’m actually a really anxious guy don’t know how well meeting complete strangers would go over. we could keep talking over text for now maybe

[202-555-0101] of course! I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable or anything, I’m told I’m just a little over excited sometimes. And i would love to keep talking to you!

“Are you sure this is necessary, Virgil?”

“Yes Logan it is necessary. Brendon has escaped his coop once and was gone for days. I’m not risking it again. And besides, I don’t want him to go barging into nature and destroy the balance of the ecosystem.” Virgil insisted.

Once so shy to even talk to them he now seemed to have none of those fears. To be fair, it had been well over a year since they had ‘met’ but still.

They had kept talking over the phone for weeks before Virgil felt secure enough to meet them at a local coffee shop. Their friendship had evolved well and quickly and a few months later Patton, supported by Logan and Roman, had asked Virgil to join their relationship.

The man had been nervous but declared himself willing to try.

And all that was in the past now.

Virgil had just finished bringing all his boxes into their now shared home and Logan had begun assembling the 'cat coop’ as it was referred to. It was a simple safety measure to keep Virgil’s cat from running away or killing the local wildlife while still allowing for time outside of the house. Even Logan had to agree that it was a brilliant idea.

They eventually gave up on the coop for the time being, seeing as it was growing dark quickly.

The evening found the four of them cuddled up on the couch, tired out and content in each other’s embrace and there they stayed for the rest of the night, warm and loved and loving.

Taglist: @emthetimelady @ilovereadingandilovebreathing @stormcrawler75 @treehouseart

[casually-inlove]

How much do you think He Tian knows about Jian Yi's situation? And what's your predictions for He Tian's storyline after Jian Yi's disappearance?

Aloha!

By Jian Yi’s situation, you mean the kidnapping or the quirky mafia connection? Frankly, I do not believe that He Tian knows anything about Jian Yi being mafia boss offspring. Even He Cheng initially didn’t know what Jian Yi looked liked and mistook ZZX for him, so that says something about how little that fact is known.

That said, I also doubt that He Tian is aware just who exactly his brother works for. Evidently, he does know that He Cheng works in a criminal underground, but I find it a little too hard to believe that he knows who his brother’s boss is exactly. He Cheng doesn’t appear to want his younger brother involved here, or I should rather point out that He Cheng is being professionally tight-lipped since it’s a sensitive matter. Jian Yi lived a normal life and judging from his mother’s reactions upon his kidnapping, it was supposed to stay that way, i.e. a certain degree of secrecy regarding Jian Yi origin is involved. We did see his mom discuss the supposed promise to not get Jian Yi involved into anything with Mr Jian over the phone. 

Personally, from the previous kidnapping attempt, I got an impression that He Tian naively believed that his brother did it out of cruelty towards him. When He Tian gets sick (ch. 229) and He Cheng comes to check on him, they share a bit of curious dialogue, where He Tian tells his brother not to get any weird ideas regarding Jian Yi. The wording that He Tian used and the fact that he got sick precisely after his nightmare about the puppy (ch. 228) made me consider that maybe He Tian thought that He Cheng tried to do away with his friend the way he supposedly got rid of the dog.

Then again, if we recall the actual kidnapping attempt, He Tian was rushing towards Jian Yi’s apartment like crazy - even before He Cheng had a chance to take Jian Yi away. Meaning, He Tian knew something, or at very least kept some tabs on his brother.  Hell, even He Cheng seemed surprised to see him there. It’s a mystery to me. Unless He Tian somehow tracks his brother’s messages, but that would be too much, no? Then again you can never be sure with him, lol. Just recently we have learned that he had been taking sneak pics of Momo, so who knows?

Next, I’m NOT jumping on bandwagon with this theory that He Tian and Jian Yi are half-brothers (wouldn’t that also count He Cheng?). It’s completely illogical to me. He Cheng knows Mr Jian and refers to him exactly like that, as opposed to the way he refers to his father. At very least, he would recognize the voice.

Also, He Tian visited his father’s house and apparently met his new wife (he mentions that he doesn’t like her cooking). I think he would notice familiarity in her features if that were truly Jian Yi’s mom. So them being directly related like that doesn’t make much sense. 

I also predict that Jian Yi won’t find out anything about his father yet, because if we recall his retelling of disappearance, upon high-school kidnapping he still believed that he didn’t have a father. With that said, it probably means that the rest of the boys also won’t find out for now.

As for He Tian, I’m really not sure how the story would go from here. I’m hoping for a quiet Tianshan moment after their long day, but I could see ZZX calling He Tian and interrupting them. Then again Jian Yi didn’t exactly make it sound as if he were in big trouble (rather he sounded kinda excited, boasting how rich He Cheng was), so I’m not sure if ZZX would be panicked enough to call He Tian at night. Although, it doesn’t mean he won’t contact him at all. Just probably not with that degree of urgency. 

I presume that once He Tian learns about He Cheng being involved in Jian Yi’s disappearance, he might try meeting his brother, but I doubt he’ll get much out of him. As I mentioned earlier, He Cheng is being tight-lipped. After all, his silence is part of professional loyalty towards his client. Regardless, He Tian is intelligent enough to do the math and see that it’s a little too fishy for someone like his brother to be involved with a supposedly random middle-schooler like Jian Yi. Perhaps he could start digging around, trying to find out some info on the Jian family. Maybe in the process we’ll learn that Mr Jian was directly involved in the tragedy that happened in Mo’s family restaurant because it looked like some sort of mafia turf dispute to me… Idk. I want all of their backstories to be somehow connected, but it could be dramatically different from what OX is planning. 

Anyway, I’m sure you expected some grand and eloquently written theory here, but I don’t really have any, cause having Jian Yi move to He Cheng’s place came as a surprise to me. Not that I didn’t expect Qiu showing up, it’s just that I expected him taking Jian Yi to some sort of regular hideout, not to He Cheng’s mansion and goodness does it look like a mansion. One thing I’m pretty sure of is that Jian Yi won’t learn the truth about his parentage anytime soon.

So that’s about it for now, blessings ~

[courageousfaolan]

What's been happening? How's life?

A lot! Or at least it feels like a lot. I finally got more hours at work. Still need to get a full time job though. I have been attending driving school for 6 weeks and passed. And now I have one more drive and still need lots of practice before I can even take the tests for getting my liscense. I STILL make wide turns Driving with a parent is stressful...and she just got a new car. So this should be interesting... 😅 Also dealing with responsibilities at home and bleh...Oh and today me and my brother are going to celebrate a late Mother's Day. Since my mom and I were busy with work that day.I was really amused (cracking up) at how many people reacted to the comment I left on the last post. So I'll go into some detail about that. 1. Because it's highly amusing imo 2. He's not like anyone I've ever met (I'll give an example why) 😆 3. It's part of the happenings currentlySo he has made this pic of himself (reminds me of a fuckboy pic) as his profile pic. And this was last year. He took a selfie in the bathroom mirror kinda showing off. But being more shy and looking down with a small smile. Also he was dating his gf at that time. All the pics from that point on felt off (didn't know about his relationship till a year later. It's just those pictures of him and her (I don't assume) or just him or anything felt really off and so I unfollowed him. So that I wouldn't see anything anymore in my newsfeed about him. Since I don't actively go looking through profiles. Since that's just creepy. Plus he gets tagged a lot by his mother and then that gf). Despite running into him a lot since ya know...fate or something or what have you. I really had NO idea about the relationship. I just KNEW something wasn't right. Felt wrong. And I could tell by his odd behavior. Yeah...we don't really talk to each other btw. Too awkward for him and I kinda gave up. Yeah...about that found out he was forced into that relationship by possibly his mother. Which explains EVERYTHING. He has the relationship hidden. You'd have to search for it to find it. No pics of her are as featured. Only him and his family. Kinda tells you WHO is important in his life. Doesn't it?? And his mother left a comment on a picture of them. Where he's posing with her for a selfie. And guys! He looked like such a stranger even felt like one from that one pic (which she made her profile pic). And no his profile pic is still JUST him. Her comment was pretty disturbing. It basically sounds like she's surprised that his gf can "handle" him. Almost as if she's afraid of her own son...wtf What even... Before I even knew about them dating. He suddenly became sooo desperate to get my attention. Would honk at me. Slow down when he saw me. Would get his buddies to spy on me at my work. And he would show up and just stare into my eyes as he walked past. Anytime he's in the store he wears a cap! And only at my work. Like he thinks it's a disguise! And I'll see him outside the store without it. He'd honk, wave anytime he saw me even act like he'll run me over when he see me....and then quickly turn and speed off. Who even does that?? I mind my own business. And without talking to anyone. I find out things about him lately. I overheard a conversation on the bus just a day ago even! Some dude was talking with some other guy. About a relationship saying that the guy or the girl told the other that they need to "take a break" and he think it eludes to them breaking up. Well I thought it rude of me to just listen in. So I was about to listen to my music again. When I hear them mention about a girl that works in a certain department (it's a department exclusive to our store and I'm the only girl *cough*) And that the guy keeps staring at her and he doesn't understand why. Something about a "face expression" and "not being fooled." Well just the day before. Guess who did that? Yuppers. Then he mentions the gf by name. Look. I didn't know who she was. And then one day some girl came by my work a few times shooting me dirty looks each time with some random guy (not her bf)...ok...I stood my ground and kept an eye on her. Bad vibes...And guess who she was...his gf. I was floored! Don't know why she was so mad. He's the one showing up at my work. Not the other way around. And here she was acting like a couple with someone who's not her boyfriend....and each time a different dude....helloooo??? What the heck. My life isn't normal. Ok so the dude on the bus has basically made it known that he's a friend of his. And goes on a rant about this girl. He says "I can't believe this is the same girl that told me that she's soooo baaaddd because she pops pills." Oh my god...how is that "baaaddd." (What I've seen and heard about her...she seems very stuck up. And her bf seems to avoid her like the plague. Because I never see them together. Even in those pics. There's distance between them and just...nooo. She looks like she's showing off a prize. I don't know how to explain it. And where's the smile on his face??? Odd. Besides, he's always with his friends or by himself when I see him. Which is pretty frequent since...well life I guess). So the dude on the bus cusses about her calling her a "bitch" multiple times (they got scolded by the busdriver for their "bad language." It's a public bus). They were roasting her about her being short and something about height difference between two people. I don't know what she did...but people seem to really despise her for some reason...I looked at the dude talking before I got off at my stop. And...I recognized him. I've seen this guy walking with him in my store. The day he walked by and proceeded to stare intensely into my eyes as he walked past. Then went over to an aisle and talked with him. Before walking out doing the same thing with the staring. And I even had an associate ask me about the weird guy who walked by twice ans was staring smh Which by the way. Doesn't creep me out at all. We just understand each other somehow. As illogical as that is. It's just this knowing. Anyways, I'vee talked smack about his friends. Because they are very rebellious people. But...honestly. From what I've seen they really care about him. Also he now looks miserable when I see him with his family (specifically his mom). But absolutely free and just having a blast when he's with his friends... I mean here was this friend of his sharing his frustration with some random stranger on the bus. Because he was worried about his friend. Ok I know this is a long post. So I'll wrap this up. I saw him later that day yesterday. After I'd seen him sitting outside the store. And he looked like he was trying to hide. And then he was back hours later further away and when he turned and looked at me. I started cracking up and said "AGAAAIIINNN?"Well later in the evening. I end up going to the store near us with my family. I see a group of guys that work there talking to each other. Sorta watching me. But eh. And I notice there's someone that I can't really see. So I take a peek. And guess who? He looks absolutely overjoyed! The biggest smile on his face. And he's looking at me...??? While my brother and me are talking and my brother is being a goofball and I keep trying to get him to shush or stop. Weird day. I didn't know he still worked there.Yeah...that got pretty long. I don't know why I felt like I should share that.But there it is. I guess he's supposed to be in my life. I just want him to be happy. That's all I can ever wish for him. Ok. I'll add one more thing. He needs to stand up for himself and make his own choices. It's his life. And if someone disagrees. Then that doesn't matter. And same goes for all of you. Make your own decisions. Don't feel pressured or obligated to do or be someone that goes against who you are or what's in your heart. Thank you anon for your question! I hope my answer wasn't too boring or anything. Have a lovely day! 💜

[kalims]

okay I checked out the first part and just decided to delay working on the second one in favor of organizing the first three

making the whole summary before headcanons longer = more understanding and further detail on the problem since I want it to be logical lol 💀

studying their character once again for proper characterization since

fixing leona's part since he seems kinda ooc to me and the whole reasoning seems illogical

I'll start an outline so the writing will go by quickly, you can expect both combined together will form over 10k words, atleast by my calculations

both works will be posted before july, either early june if I'm feeling motivated or in the middle of it

fixing some mistakes

adding more headcanons

adding a goal of adding 1k more words to the first one (or more if I'm still not finished)

sakura if you see this my apologies but then again I'm pouring over 10k words for this one which completely looks like a titan compared to my old rqs

I kinda forgot adding the development of our 'problem' so I'll be adding that as well, I mainly focused on how each week will go 😭

so yeahh lol basically what im saying the non-existent deadline will be extended, I'll just fix a few things up LOL

as a side note if you're reading this, small spoiler but remember that these boys are still apart of a villians school. vil's part made him look like an asshole but I trust you I tried my best to shove his whole personality in my mind (everyone there are morally 'wrong' in one way or another)

I'm making this sound like a big deal LOL bye

so far these are the count of each part: 1st pic (riddle, leona, azul) and 2nd pic are rest. only having finished kalim's and currently doing vil's:

okay I think I had each dorm leader to have about over 1.5k words wtf is this clown shit 🤡🤡

[bobbystompy]

Marian Hossa’s 22 Best Blackhawks Moments

Marian Hossa is sitting out the 2017-18 season due to complications from an equipment allergy. Obviously the Blackhawks are dead and will never win another Stanley Cup, but even sadder, we have been robbed of by far the coolest player in the NHL. While, sometimes, losers like Sidney Crosby capture the Stanley Cup, the dopest, trillest OGs of the NHL win even when they don’t.

Hossa was that dude, man.

It’s very difficult to really ‘rank’ any of Marian’s top moments because each one was and is a gift. So let’s just go, because this already sucks so bad.

- Eating pierogies out of the Stanley Cup

Haha -- he did this more than once.

- Scoring two goals in his first game with the Blackhawks

After signing with the squad in the summer of ‘09, Hossa got some cool injury and missed the early portion of the season, where losers have to actually try to work on getting good. The gawd? Hit the ice running in November against the Sharks, as the Blackhawks gave the rest of the league a mood change and sign of what was to come, winning 7-2 on a fantastic Black Wednesday. I remember being in some sweaty, packed bar, surrounded by old friends, and wondering how legitimate this team was going to be. Answer: real as it gets.

Following the game, he gave us this gem: "I wanted to keep things simple. Who would say we would go 7-2? Everybody played a great game and my shoulder felt fine. I took a couple of hits and it was OK."

- King of the empty netters

Why beat a goalie when you can beat no one?

- Missing so many practices for maintenance days

- The “Bitches Love Hossa Song”

- The Follow Up “Bitches Love Hossa” Photograph

- Playing his 1000th NHL game

I was in attendance, and when the Blackhawks took the UC ice to Jay-Z’s “Dynasty Intro” all donned in 81 jerseys? Hooooooooooooooooooly fuck. This was thee coolest shit to happen in the building post-Michael Jordan.

The theme song to The Sopranos / Plays in the key of life on my mental piano

- When his daughter squeezed his nose at the 500th goal ceremony

- Hoses

Hossa splits the defense like Moses parting the Red Sea.

- Signing a god damn 12-year contract at age 30

"Now I don't have to worry about dealing with it year-to-year. I'm set for 12 years. That will make it easier and I can focus on hockey," Hossa said.

- “WHAT / OK”

He’s basically Lil Jon.

(That’s my then roommate J-Papp laughing in the background.)

- The Predators OT goal in the 2010 playoffs

Way before Nashville was Smashville, 81 was taking fucking souls. This is a forever goal.

- The “WE THE REAL ROCKSTARS” pic with Duncan Keith in 2015

- The @MarianHossaSay Twitter account

Do you remember what Hossa’s personality was like before #MurderSkate, trolling opponents, horrible grammar, and an illogical love of Malört? Me neither.

- The kinda-geeky-kinda-cool celebrations

- The selfies

He barely even knew what the Internet was back in 2009.

- Him and his agent using some weird formula to pick his team in free agency

"When Marian hired us, one of his objectives consistently was to look for an elite organization to play for," Winter said. "We do a statistical analysis of performance to determine (elite teams)."

[...]

"You can, using statistical models, determine with a high degree of probability, the 100-point teams," Winter said.

Winter, with help from mathematical advisors, has determined exactly how many points a contending team needs from its top six forward group and top four defensemen, and the save percentage required from a goalie to become a 100-point team.  For example, if all thresholds are met from the defensemen and goalies, a team that gets at least 143 goals from its top six forwards will get 100 points. According to Winter, that number has stayed true every year since the lockout. He has calculations like that for every position.

"I will make arguments to teams that they need a little more up front, that they need X, Y or Z and the models prove it out," he said. "It's a model we've developed using a little bit of Moneyball in hockey."

...uh, sure.

Speaking of math...

- The time the girl honored him on a math test and he rewarded her with his presence

Math can be used for good.

- Wearing “Stone Cold” Steve Austin jorts to the victory parade in 2015

- The Shrine

- The Valentine

- Toews hands Hossa the Stanley Cup in 2010

If god doesn’t exist, she did that night. Here’s what I wrote, reflecting in 2011:

With a much higher Redwings tolerance than the average Blackhawks fan, I found myself totally in Hossa's corner when Penguins fans turned on him after he decided to take his talents to Detroit Rock City in pursuit of a Stanley Cup for the 2008-09 season. When 'Wings fans did the exact same thing just one year later, I was about ready to roll with Hossa forever. I figured I might even have to regardless, as the Blackhawks signed him to a contract that was about 40 years long.

[...]

...Toews, after raising the Stanley Cup for the first time himself, gave it to Hossa to hoist second. It was chilling, deserving and it fit the celebration perfectly.

Watch the clip. Toews has the Cup in his hand and says in an almost threatening, professional wrestler-esque tone, "Where's Hoss?!" while other Blackhawks tell Hossa forcefully "Take it, Hoss! Take it, Hoss!"

No. 81 then raises the Cup, looking like a little kid while the NBC announcer poignantly says "you knew he was next" before he bows out and lets the moment carry itself. It was like Hossa was so happy, he didn't even realize he was about to hold the trophy until the second it touched his hands. He looks so completely surprised even though he knew he was about to have it handed to him. Hockey's just great for moments like that. They provide connection, and that's why Marian Hossa resonated.

The culmination of greatness. Big Hoss went on to make five Stanley Cup finals in eight years, play two-way like no one else, give bland as hell perfect interviews, and stabilize a dynastic run of hockey in Chicago. He joins MJ, Jermaine Dye, and Julius Peppers on the Mount Rushmore of coolest Chicago athletes. He is the ‘85 Bears, only the exact opposite/actually good. I can think of no bigger compliment.

So get well, 81. Please come back. It just can’t be over.

We may not ever know if it’s better to burn out than fade away, but if this truly is the end, it almost feels like Marian Hossa was able to do both.

[bibliosexxual]

the blazing bombardier.

Idk, this is just a summery fluffball of a Sterek getting-together drabble because I’m tired of winter. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Derek fundamentally doesn't understand people who like roller coasters.

He knows such people exist because he's been standing in line with them for the Blazing Bombardier for half an hour now, but even when he's looking right at them, it's hard to believe. Seriously, why. The list of things to do on a Saturday afternoon that don't involve screaming and trying not to hurl is literally infinite. He could be lounging around in his pjs in his dorm right now and rereading The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo, just for example. Or working out, or going for a drive to the beach, or watching a movie with Boyd and Erica. (Boyd and Erica are officially his favorite people right now because, unlike his sisters, they understand the basic concept that friends don't make their friends who lose bets ride the most terrifying invention since clown costumes.)

The line moves forward, and oh god, now Derek can actually see the loading station. The seats are wicked-looking hanging harnesses painted to look like flames. He's going to be sick before he even sits down in the thing.

His phone buzzes in his pocket. Cora. send me a selfie when you get on the ride or we'll make you go on it again.

"Dude," the guy directly in front of him says, eager, and for a split second Derek tenses, thinking he's being addressed, but no, he’s talking to the guy in board shorts beside him, showing him something he’s found on his phone. It looks like he’s on Wikipedia. "Did you know it’s actually possible to kill someone with a roller coaster? Like, hypothetically, you could build one that kills you with its g-force.”

“Awesome,” Board Shorts Guy says.

(Derek does not think it sounds awesome. He squeezes his eyes shut and tries to think about happy things, like puppies and solitude.)

“Yeah,” Wikipedia Guy goes on excitedly, “it’s called the Euthanasia Coaster. First it drops you from the top so you’re going over two hundred miles an hour, and then it loops and loops in tighter circles until you die...”

Puppies, Derek thinks aggressively, and then, Don’t throw up, don’t—

“...It only takes seven loops. Three minutes and twenty seconds. There’s a mathematical formula and everything. God, what a way to go, right? First you’d be having the ride of your life and then you’d faint, and then boom..."

Someone behind Derek pokes him in the small of his back, and he opens his eyes to see the line’s moved again while he’s been standing there, trying and failing to tune out Wikipedia Guy. They’re at the gates now, next in line to board.

His phone lights up with a text from Laura. It’s like she can sense him scrambling for last-minute loopholes. pics or it didn’t happen! and no just standing beside it and then walking off, bby bro. you gotta actually be STRAPPED IN.

Fuck.

“Hey, man, you okay?” someone says, and Derek looks up, straight into the warm, concerned brown eyes of Wikipedia Guy. “You look kinda pale.”

“I’m fine,” Derek gets out through gritted teeth.

Wikipedia Guy doesn’t look like he believes him. Derek half-turns away. The gates to board the ride open, and someone behind them yells, “Are you going to get on or what?”

“No,” Derek mutters, and presses himself up against the railing so the people behind him can get past. To his surprise, Wikipedia Guy doesn’t budge, either. He just turns to his friend and says, “Hey, Scott, you go on, okay?”

Before the guy—Scott—can respond with anything more than a nod, Wikipedia Guy has Derek by the elbow and is dragging him aside a little, urging him to lean against the wall and breathe while he distracts him with bad puns and chatter. It helps. Derek wonders how old he is. Probably early twenties, like Derek. He says his name is Stiles.

“Look, man, you don’t have to go on this if it scares you,” Stiles says finally, after Derek’s stopped hyperventilating and explained a little about why he’s here.

Derek knows that, okay, but on the other hand… a bet is a bet. He and his sisters bet each other on practically everything, and none of them have ever backed out, not yet. Derek’s not going to be the first to do it, that’s for sure.

But on the other, other hand, just glancing over at the Blazing Bombardier is enough to get his heart racing again.

But on the other, other, other hand, there’s something about Stiles that makes Derek want to impress him. It’s illogical—he’s probably never going to see Stiles ever again after this—but he wants Stiles to remember him as more than just that wimp who got scared of a ride that even pre-teens are going on. He’s seen the group of them over Stiles’ shoulder, bouncing on their heels with excitement and giggling, not scared at all.

Stiles rests a comforting hand on his shoulder and says, “Screw your sisters. Do what makes you happy.”

It’s how soft he’s pitched his voice, like Derek is fragile or something, that finally strengthens Derek’s resolve. The gate is just opening to let the next batch of people get on the ride, and Derek squares his shoulders and tugs Stiles forward by the wrist. “No, I can do it. Really.”

“Okay,” Stiles says. He looks a little doubtful, but he doesn’t question Derek’s choice.

Before he can over-think it, Derek pulls down his harness to lock in place and hands over his phone so Stiles can take the photo evidence for Derek’s sisters.

As soon as the ride starts moving, Derek grabs Stiles' hand in a death-grip and doesn't let go until the end, when he's shaking too hard to undo the clasps on his harness and Stiles has to help him.

At least Derek didn’t faint or throw up. He just screamed a little. Or a lot.

“Do you want to ride the scenic riverboat with me?” Stiles asks him at the end of the exit ramp, when Derek’s racing heart has started to slow, finally.

Derek realizes he’s still clutching Stiles’ hand from when they got off the ride, but Stiles hasn’t let go.

“What about your friend? Scott?”

Stiles shrugs. “He texted me, he’s going to ride the Blazing Bombardier again. After that, I dunno, he might go find our other friends. We came with a group. Anyway, I figured we could do something else.”

Derek blinks at him. “Why?”

“Well, I can’t in good conscience just abandon you to your sisters,” Stiles says, squeezing Derek’s hand a little. “But to be honest, I’m not that selfless. It’s mostly because I think you’re really hot, and I’d be down with getting to know you a little better.”

“Oh,” Derek says. He’s been trying not to stare too much at Stiles, especially at his mouth, or his hands, or his neck. (Derek has always had a thing about necks.) The fact that Stiles thinks he’s hot is definitely okay with him. “Okay.”

*

As it turns out, Stiles loves roller coasters, the more terrifying the better, but he’s also perfectly content with the tamer aspects of the park. They ride the riverboat, as promised, and Stiles gets the brilliant idea to send a selfie of them together to Derek’s sisters. Then Derek turns off his phone just as the first volleys of “who is that? DEREK, WHO IS THAT?” texts come in. It’s pretty good revenge.

After that they just wander, going up to booths and competing for prizes (Stiles has terrible aim and a competitive streak a mile wide). They eat themselves into a food coma. They get into a lively debate about whether Rey is a Skywalker or a Kenobi. They spot Derek’s sisters across the street and duck behind a group of German tourists to hide, and Stiles says he feels like a secret agent; he sounds pleased. They try on ridiculous sunglasses in the gift shop, and Stiles gets Derek to take a picture of him like that to send to Scott. At one point Stiles mentions that he goes to Berkeley, which is where Derek goes, too.

“We should meet up, then,” Stiles says, smiling. “Hang out, do a study date.”

They’d decided to go for ice cream, so now they’re standing on a bridge overlooking the lazy riverboat ride and talking while they eat. Derek got vanilla; Stiles got this monstrosity of a three-scoop thing with mint chocolate chip, strawberry, and pistachio. He has a bit of chocolate sauce on his chin. He’s the most enthusiastic and also messiest eater Derek has ever seen, and it’s weirdly attractive.

“Yeah,” Derek says, maybe staring at Stiles’ mouth a little too long as Stiles licks a long, slow stripe up his cone.

When Stiles leans forward and kisses him, slick and messy and wonderful, Derek is so surprised he drops his ice cream into the river.

For a second they look down in sad silence at the swirling water where it disappeared, and then they both crack up.

“Here,” Stiles says, “you can share mine.”

Derek is dubious, but it’s actually a surprisingly good combination. (Stiles looks smug.) It doesn’t hurt that this way they get to pass the cone back and forth while holding hands, or that some drips on Derek’s wrist and Stiles licks it up while making intense eye contact, until Derek feels like he’s going to combust.

It’s definitely the best time Derek has ever had at a theme park.

He leaves with Stiles’ number.