#mom of a diabetic toddler

[kyofsonder]

Life, aiming a loaded crossbow at me: I'm sorry. You were involved in the decisions that led to this, but you can't know whether they're worth it until everything is done. This is the first step. Endure it as best you can.

Me, shot with the crossbow bolt: [looks down and sees a label tied to the bolt that reads "metaphor for stressful situation"] Ow. Thanks for the warning, I guess? At least it's the only thing I'm getting shot with for a good while.

Life, reloading several bolts into the crossbow at once: Have you ever heard of speed shooting?

Me: I want it to be known that I resent this.

Life: Noted. [shoots me multiple times in quick succession]

Me, on the floor and stuck full of crossbow bolts all over my body: Recovering from this is gonna suck.

[cecilebutcher]

!!URGENT HELP FOR G@Z@!!

Hello everyone. I know I haven’t been posting any twst content for a while, and I am planning on doing so soon, but this takes urgency!

After some research and seeing how much my last 🍉 post did I decided that I’m gonna post this one with links to directly help families/people in G@za who need help (and I’m censoring the place because tumblr has taken down posts of other people who have spoken about the gen0cide before)

Please try to donate and if not then reblog like comment and share this to other platforms, post this to your personal account on other socials, send it to your friends and family, or even just @ people.

But before that I just wanted to tell everyone that I do have news from my first post, it’s under the cut alongside the links :-

I sadly just saw this for some reason, but still wanted to share it with you guys!!

Now for the links:-

This one if for Ahmed Al-Nasser who has two young boys and a pregnant wife who is in dire need of a c-section

This one is for Nurse Maha, she has a husband and a small boy, Nour, who’s only 2 years old that hasn’t had any vaccines or any medical help

This one is for Haneens family, thankfully she lives in Belgium and doesn’t have to suffer or watch the war currently going on, but her family of 11 do. Both her parents have chronic illnesses, and some of them are young kids.

This one is for Ahmed, who’s a father (he doesn’t specify of how much but he has a picture of his two TODDLER daughters) he has been displaced with his family and his diabetic father, they are halfway to their goal only needing 75,772kr.

I sadly don’t know anything about this next link other than they have a child who has special needs, so please do share or even better donate!

This one is for Haitham, a 31 year old male, he needs emergency surgery, but at the state G@aza is in he can’t get it

This one is for Ahmen, a doctor in g@za. He is so so so far from his goal (his goal is 15,000€ and he only has 2,778€) this isn’t even for him, bless his soul, it’s for his elderly father who is unable to walk and is need for emergency surgery.

This last one is for Nour, a 31 year old mom and a wife to Amir who is 35. They have 4 gorgeous children (Kareem (7 years old), Imad (6 years old), Tia (2 years old), and Abdel Rahman (five months old)) it after reading their story I am in actual tears and my heart hurts for them. Poor Abdel Rahman was only 10 day, Ten days, old when all this has happened. This kids have their whole lives ahead of them and they might not see it because of what’s happening to them.

Tagging some people I know will reblog this: @jade-s-nymph @siphoklansan @ceruleancattail @catboiie16 @cloudcountry

[dira333]

Away from home - Oikawa x reader

Follower Celebration Request

A/N: Since I had quite some trouble characterizing him, I'd appreciate it if you told me how well I've managed

Your last roommate had been less difficult.

Granted, he’d only been on the lease for a month before he moved out again, and even then, you barely saw him. 

But this guy is different. He’s been overly charming during the interview, to the point that it made you suspicious. Who flirts that much over a simple room? Especially when it had already been clear that he got it?

Oikawa Tooru is tall, good-looking, and aware of it. He’s also your roommate of one day and is already going on your nerves.

“The laundry.” You’re standing in the doorway to his room, laundry basket heavy on your hip. “You need to put it away when it’s done or I can’t use the washer.”

“Oh, I was going to do-” Tooru scrambles up from his bed where he’d been watching something on his laptop, his ridiculously floppy hair bouncing as he moves. He’s like a walking shampoo ad.

“Yeah, now.” You put the laundry basket down. “And I need it in half an hour when my load is done.”

“Sure thing, honeycup.”

“Don’t call me that.”

You had wondered, for about half a minute, how he was dealing with the culture shock that was Argentina. It had been tough for you, coming from America, but it had to be worse for him. You still remember how he blushed when you casually used his first name - like you were used to doing - before realizing that that’s not really a thing in Japan. 

Was he as homesick as you? Did he miss familiar sights, the simple things like being able to get your favorite brand of chocolate in the nearby store instead of having to find a specialty shop and paying an arm and a leg for it? 

You wanted to ask, kind of, until you walked back to his room thirty minutes later only to find your laundry basket still filled with wet clothing.

“Are you serious?” You ask. He looks up from his laptop, brows furrowed.

“What?” He asks.

“The laundry. I told you I need the basket.” 

“I was going to-”

You grab the basket, lift it up, and turn it over, watching with a sick kind of satisfaction as it drops heavily on his bed - and partly on him too. 

“I’m not your mom.” You remind him and storm out of his room before you can lose your temper even more.

-

A week later you’ve learned a few things about Tooru.

One, he needs longer in the bathroom than you. Especially in the mornings when you really have to pee.

Two, he has the worst diet you’ve ever seen and you lived with your diabetic grandfather until you moved here. How can he survive on coffee and Tortas Fritas and still look like someone cut him from marble a few hours ago?

Three, he never seems to sleep. Twice you’ve got up in the wee hours of the morning because your bladder insisted on it, only to find him up, watching sports on his laptop like a maniac.

Four, he owns at least five pairs of Alien-themed loungewear. That you know because he keeps forgetting to put his laundry away.

Which brings you to the fifth thing you’ve learned about him. He never, ever, ever puts his laundry away.

It’s a miracle he even knows how to start a washing cycle. But as soon as he presses the button he seems to forget that the machine even exists until you put the laundry basket in his room and insist that he hangs his clothes to dry. When you come back around and find that he hasn’t done that, you can either hang it up yourself to avoid the smell or nag him until he does it. Which in turn will lead to you nagging him about taking down the dry clothes. You suspect he just picks them from the clothes line whenever he needs to wear them, entirely foregoing his closet.

And you should be above this. He’s your roommate, not your friend. He’s a stranger and not part of your family. He’s not even a child, even though he acts like one. So even if you’re studying pediatric medicine, that does not mean you have to throw yourself in front of every man-toddler who seems to need your help.

But he does. And you cannot make yourself stop caring.

-

“Listen up, Buttercup.” You start the moment the door clicks shut behind him.

“Oh?” He asks, voice hopeful. The smile slips from his lips the moment he sees you.

Your hair is pushed away from your face thanks to the most ridiculous headband you own - it has two plush black crows sown onto both sides instead of cat ears because your little brother had both a sowing and a crow phase at the same time. You hold your spatula like a sword and point it at him.

“We’re cooking today.”

“I don’t need-”

“You cannot live by Tortas Fritas any longer.” You declare. “My medical degree will not allow it.”

“You don’t have a medical degree yet.”

“And you’re not Karch Kiraly but you sure act like him.”

That makes him perk up. “You know Karch Kiraly?” 

“Who doesn’t?” You throw an apron at him. “Get dressed.”

“Do I have to?”

“Do you want to ruin your clothes?”

He makes a face like he’s hurting. “It’s just… it has crows on it.”

“Yes, my brother made it. You can use your own apron if you cannot handle some cute crows.”

The hurt look intensifies but he wraps it around his body, fiddles with the strings.

“You’re hopeless.” You step behind him and tie it closed, making sure to pull it extra tight as punishment for last week's actions.

“Do you have any allergies? Sensory issues?”

“I don’t like slimy food.”

“Well, you’re in luck, we’re not making slime today.”

-

Tooru is, surprisingly enough, not a fool in the kitchen. He knows how to cut vegetables without hurting himself and he manages not to burn anything. 

But he talks. A lot.

His English is as good as your Japanese is rusty. His accent is kinda cute, but you choose to ignore that. His Spanish is downright criminal and you have to remind yourself of his awful laundry behaviors to keep from swooning every time he points at something and names it in Spanish.

“You’re very adamant.” You point out. “Your Spanish is good, you could probably slack off a day or two.”

The look he gives you has you shivering.

“Why should I slack off?” He asks. “What do I gain from that? Do you know how hard it is to get rid of your accent?”

There’s an intensity to his voice that makes you take a step back only to bump into the table behind you.

He stops, freezes, and for some inexplicable reason - ducks his head.

You stand there for a second, speechless and confused until he seems to realize that whatever he was waiting for isn’t coming. When he straightens up again, sadness washes over his face and you know that look - it’s Homesickness.

“Who are you missing right now?”

“Iwa-chan.” He turns around to flip the frittata. “He’s my best friend.”

“Did he ruffle your hair?” You ask, “Is that why you ducked your head?”

“No.” He laughs, still not facing you. It must be easier for him to be open like this when he’s not looking at you. “He’d throw Volleyballs at my head when I was misbehaving. I’m sorry, by the way. I didn’t want to scare you.”

“Like you could scare me.” You joke, trying to downplay the effect he really had on you.

“Oh, I can be scary when I want to be, don’t you try me.” He turns this time, but the smile on his face ruins the joke. You like him more when he’s honest instead of charming.

“So that Iwa-chan.” You move to plate the food. “He’s your mom? Mom-Friend? Did he also make sure you did your laundry and went to bed early and ate healthy?”

It’s more meant as a joke than a real question and you falter when you realize that you hit the nail on the head. 

Tooru seems to fold under your question. 

“Yes.” He pouts. “I thought… Well…” He grips the edge of the sink, stares out the window instead of facing you. “The team I play for offers housing. I had a nice apartment all to myself.”

“But you need the reinforcement of a second person to actually get your life together?”

“Yeah.” He doesn’t even sound ashamed about it.

You step forward, as close to him as you dare. When he turns, you level him with a glare, stick your pointer finger into his ridiculous buff chest. 

“You listen to me, you little shit. I am not your mother and I am not your Iwa-chan. I will not run after you and remind you to eat and take a shit and go to sleep. You are more than capable of doing it yourself.”

He opens his mouth to answer but you’re not done yet.

“If I catch you with another Tortas Fritas this month, I’ll whoop your ass.”

Tooru smiles so bright you can see a dimple forming. “Is that a promise?”

“Eat.” You turn away before he can see how flustered that comment made you.

-

Two days later you find him in the kitchen, making a ridiculous show of it as if he’s there to film an ad for an apron instead of cooking.

He’s bought an apron for himself. Something told you he wanted to buy an alien-themed one but couldn’t find one.

Should you tell him that Godzilla isn’t an alien? He seems pretty happy about the little guy destroying cities on the flimsy fabric.

It’s been a rough day for you. Both your period and your work studies have you rubbed raw. You want to crawl into bed, not think about the boy that came in today, the one who reminds you too much of your little brother.

“Hey, am I doing this right?” Tooru calls after you as you make your way to your bedroom to unload your stuff.

“For sure.” You croak out, half turned to look at him. 

There’s something in his smile that makes it look wobbly. Not for the first time you wonder if he’s just as homesick as you are. You drop your bag on the floor in front of your bedroom door and walk back to the kitchen.

“What are you making?”

“Curry.” He waves his spoon around like he’s a magician instead of a cook. “My mother’s recipe.”

“Oh, I don’t think I’ve ever tried Japanese Curry. Can I try?”

“Of course.” Tooru grins proudly. “I made enough for both of us. And there will be leftovers.”

“That’s neat. What’s the special ingredient?”

“No special ingredient. It’s a basic recipe, I can teach you if you want.”

“Yeah, I’d like that.” You lean against the sink, surprised when he pulls something from the fridge. 

“Iced coffee. Thought you might like one when you get home.”

“You’re a godsend.” You groan and take the first sip. You’re not sure what’s more effective at waking you up, the caffeine or the coolness of the drink against the heat of all of Argentina.

“You shouldn’t drink that much coffee.” He points out when you’re halfway done with the drink.

“You shouldn’t tell me what to do.”

“You could sleep more.”

“I will when you do it too.”

He looks up, a grin on his face that speaks of danger. “Deal.”

“What?”

“Bedtime for both of us. Does ten sound okay?”

“You’ll never be able to get to bed at ten. Don’t you have to bingewatch sports for five hours at night to feel complete?”

“Ouch. I’m just doing research.”

“Mhm, or you have a fetish.”

He laughs at that, loud and carefree. You like him like this.

“Tell me about your mom.” It sounds a little too harsh, but he doesn’t seem to mind that you’re demanding instead of asking.

He looks different when he speaks of his family. Younger and taller, both at the same time. Like he allows himself to be vulnerable and grows above himself through that. 

You wonder how he could ever think that his fake smile could work on women when his real smile is this attractive.

-

Days turn into weeks, into months.

Tooru is now the crowned king of the kitchen - after a few too many cooking battles that you’ve all sorely lost. It’s not that he doesn’t know how to cook, he just needs a reason to do so. He jokes it’s the smile on your face when you eat, but you don’t want to believe that.

It holds too many implications to believe it.

In turn, you’ve taken up all laundry duties. It’s a good system and you don’t have to nag him anymore. If he doesn’t put his dirty laundry out on Tuesdays, he will go without clean clothes for another week. Enforcing that rule has already gotten you plenty of pictures to use for blackmail, your favorite the one of him in a bright pink jumpsuit he was supposed to bring a friend. Pink suits his flustered face.

-

Iwa-chan is coming today. He’d told you about it weeks in advance when his friend booked the flight.Tooru has been like a headless chicken ever since and you’re happy for him, you really are, but there’s also a pang of jealousy. Why can’t your family take the time to visit you?

You know why, but it still hurts that you’re going to have to watch him be happy, pushed to the side in favor of his new friend.

“Hey.” He stops by your door, throws himself into a ridiculous pose like he always does and grins when you can’t help but roll your eyes. “I’m leaving in five minutes. Are you ready?”

You furrow your brows. “Ready for what? I told you you have to clean the apartment, he’s your guest.”

“No, to come with me, silly. I can’t go into the madness of an airport alone! What if someone recognizes me?”

“Well, they might do as a favor and kidnap you.” You joke and watch him pout. It’s ridiculous how cute that makes him look.

“Take that back.” Tooru whines and you laugh. “Never.

“Take that back!” He repeats, taking one step, then two, only to drop himself on you.

You shriek in surprise at the sudden weight, try to wiggle away but his face is so close, grinning from ear to ear, his eyes full of light.

You don’t really know who moved closer first. You, him, both of you? 

But your lips meet and your eyes close and it’s just him and you and your joined breath and the softness of his lips, his weight on you and your hands in his ridiculous fluffy hair.

You don’t speak for a while, don’t need too. Exploring this is more important.

Eventually he pulls away to press his temple against yours, to squint into his eyes.

“You like me?” He asks, voice uncharacterally shy. 

“I hate you.” You tease and move for his lips again. He pouts.

“Don’t tell anyone.” You whisper against his lips. “Okay? Don’t tell, Tooru.”

“Just Iwa-chan.” He whispers back, caught in the feeling of it. “He’ll be able to guess it anyway."

You giggle against his lips, kiss him again, once, twice, until you can feel yourself getting lost in it again. But there’s a thought nibbling at the edge of your brain now and it gets louder.

“Tooru?” You ask when you pull back again. “Shouldn’t we leave for the airport?”

His eyes widen comically as he whips his head around to look at your alarm clock.

“Shit! He’s going to be so mad!”

-

Iwa-chan is a monument of muscle, a building of a man. He’s not that tall, at least not taller than Tooru, but he’s impressive in his sturdiness, arms folded in front of his chest as he glowers at Tooru.

Tooru seems totally unimpressed by that, even as you drag your feet, a little scared of his friend. 

“Iwa-chaaaan!” He sings, drapes himself over his friend's shoulder. “I missed you!”

“Clearly you didn’t! You’re half an hour late!”

“It’s not my fault.” Tooru smiles coyly, pulling you close by the hand he’d been holding since you exited his car. “Can you blame me? I got distracted by beauty!”

“I…” You stumble. “I’m sorry. This time it really is my fault. But I kicked his ass on the way here.”

Iwa-chan’s lips quirk up into a hint of a smile.

“Good. I’ll leave the rest of the ass-kicking to you.”

You salute him, which has Tooru whining like a child and begging for mercy.

You pull at his ear, just enough to tease him. 

“Come on.” You tell him. “You need to show Iwa-chan how well you cleaned your apartment.”

-

Tagging anyone who helped me - it was much appreciated:

@alienaiver @misfit-megumi @missalienqueen @amecchii @notsochillnerd @ur-local-simp @krishnaabhistha @fuzztacular

Hope I didn't forget anyone. If I did, forgive me!

my Kofi if you want to tip me

[solroswaslost]

Well.. I'm glad you both love Clover sm! Here's something he does

He loves being in the field, and just relaxing

I can't remember what kind of farm it is- in farmtale was it? But either way, Clover loves helping around the farm with his mom

As for the crack? He does have what his mom has.. it doesn't hurt him, he actually forgets about it alot, but sometimes it does get bigger if for some reason his eye gets hurt- it started when he was toddler, he learned how to run, and just banged his face in a table while running around

You guys are allowed to draw him and include him! I would love to see it

If you have any headcanons go ahead and use them!! He doesn't have any proper lore as I still don't know much about his moms, maybe when I learn more about them, I'll give him a story

He surprisingly doesn't know about any other FreshGrease kid other than, Retro, Disco, Groovy, Fizz, JB, and Skillet- I mean he's heard of the others, but it he can't keep up and just can't remember them all.. and forgets they exist-

He does already have a favorite uncle/aunt, and it's Disco, and Fizz

Would it make sense if I gave a skeleton diabetes..? I don't mean to be rude but still, it would interesting if he had it, and his moms had to keep reminding him to check his "blood" sugar levels

[bonesprompts]

𝕊𝕦𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕣𝕖 ℙ𝕣𝕠𝕞𝕡𝕥𝕤

" I get it. "

" I wouldn't use the word suckerz. "

" It's not my fault. "

" She was just teaching us this fun game about how expensive and scary it is to have a baby. "

" You had to go and freak the lil' dummy out? "

" What if [ name ] never comes back? "

" So it's Tuesday, right? That means Wednesday is coming. "

" Can we please try and shoo the toddlers away? "

" I didn't know [ name ] was into fancy little porcelain doll individuals. "

" So I can focus on. . .personal matters. "

" I'm going to miss your constant criticism of me! "

" Maybe she has gambling bets. "

" You're a sackless wuss. "

" Like when your ex buys 300 dollar boots, but buys a 10 dollar cake from the bakery for my birthday. "

" I genuinely did not mean to get you in trouble. "

" Oops. "

" Can you please not watch me? "

" That looks like the guy from Twilight. "

" A class-A stinker! "

" DIABETES STINKS. "

" There is an audience out there for everything. "

" Her sick mom is also a BOOB SURGEON. "

" Unless there's some reason you don't want to go. "

" Murdering a clown. "

" We shouldn't post that online. "

" Do you want me to seduce them for you? "

" You, me, half off margaritas? "

" Condolences cards? Bummer. "

" Don't you help her! "

" Wouldn't it be nice to have some company? "

" It's not that I don't trust you! "

" You just said it's not those things. So it's probably not those things. "

" No need for any of this. "

" I'm trying to get injured. "

" Yeah, I'll do it. I'm honoured. "

" Calm down, I can tell my own story. "

" How do these toilet stools work? "

" Why are you agreeing with me? "

" It all depends on how you want to not win. "

" You killed all my birds. "

" What did you do as kids while your mother was out with the men from the bank. "

" Don't mansplain them! "

" Jesus Christ is not welcome in here! "

" Can I see a death certificate? "

" Just say it! They farted in the cups. "

" Farts are just air. "

" Fart air has dozens of fecal particles in it. "

" FART INGREDIENTS. "

" SHUT UP [ NAME ] "

" If you need help wiping, just come see me? "

" Who washes their hands after a wee-wee? "

" You can't be that tall and live. "

" DON'T TALK TO ME. DON'T TALK TO ME. "

" I'm not apart of this! I just happen to be walking in this direction. "

" Did you read my thing on gluten? "

" Wow, what a word smith. "

" BEES. "

[doberbutts]

Tbh at this point CPS needs to be destroyed and then remade from scratch. They either seem to:

Take kids from good homes for bullshit reasons (esp. if the family is poor and/or POC) instead of giving the family actual help and resources so they can afford food/water/clothes/etc.

Take kids from bad situations and then put them into an even WORSE situation because God forbid you actually pay attention to where the vulnerable human child is going or what they actually want.

Do fuck all when a kid is actually being abused, and then when the kid inevitably dies they go "Oh we made a oopsie, sorry lol :("

Like......... I cannot fucking fathom how it's possible to be that incompetent. It's like if someone started a car company but every car they made explodes when you're driving it. You'd think at that point you would put someone ELSE in charge of making cars.

That car company exists and it's called Tesla and for some reason people still act like it's the best car company ever to buy from and suck the owner's toes about it.

A fairly significant portion of the problem is that CPS is A: a law enforcement program, not a social services program and B: human-made and thus filled with human problems of bias and bigotry. It is not made to help. It is made to enforce the law. Since kids occupy a weird space between "property" and "person", and since laws regarding raising kids are deliberately vague to allow for a broad range of cultural and religious sensitivity, we get a lot of interpretations of the law being wildly different depending on who is enforcing them.

Children playing in their quiet cul-de-sac while the parents work from home inside the house with the windows open so they can hear what's going on... is that an "unattended child" or not? How about the toddler that learns how to let themselves out of the playpen during mom's shower? The teenager that sneaks out while dad is asleep? The ten-year-old that got left home alone with microwave meals and some toys because auntie got called into work and couldn't say no?

You're a teacher. You're a mandated reporter. You notice that one of your students is constantly coming to school hungry in the morning. You put in a call. Is this student being provided breakfast by the parents? Is this student simply refusing breakfast and then showing up hungry as a consequence for not eating before they left (me)? Is this student diabetic or hyperthyroid or taking steroids for a health concern and thus is constantly hungry anyway? Is this student neurodivergent and tends to eat as a coping behavior?

Mom shows up to the hospital with a broken cheek and a black eye and two kids in tow. She swears the dog headbutted her, her husband isn't even home. Both kids verify the dog headbutted her, dad's not home, and he'd never do such a thing anyway. You're a doctor or a nurse, you're a mandated reporter. Do you call? You're the CPS agent who showed up at the house. You looked into the family's record and you see that dad's had the police called on him a couple times within the house with neighbors citing a disturbance, and once the kids called 911 due to a fight between them getting out of hand and actual blood spilt. The kids seem fractious with each other when you arrive. Mom's face is black and blue. What do you do?

[simslegacy5083]

Not So Berry (Straud Descendants) Gen 9

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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[artzychic27]

Hi hi! I made some Ocs to ship With the Austins! (A, Q and B, Boulet being a platonic ship)

Their desings!

Camile:

• Omnisexual (More towards man and Nb) She/her

• French and Mexican

•Works at a café owned by her parents (Cozy café)

• Has a Doberman named peanut Chichi!

• Big sister!

• Has a mostly calm and friendly personality, but can be loud if the subject is about sports, like soccer

•Ballet queen✨🩰

• Has insecurities of her body because of past situations (cof cof- bad ex cof-cof)

• Has a soft, cozy style of clothes

•Determined and brave with the things she wants to do ୧⁠(⁠＾⁠ ⁠〰⁠ ⁠＾⁠)⁠୨

• Good hugger and head patter (confirmed by Austin A)

• Her favorite food is pumpkin pie!

• Will totally pinch your cheeks playfully

Sophia:

•Demigirl she/they

• Russian and French

• Has a Guine Pig called Soup

• Plays the clarinet🎵🎶

• Has a swiss Gyaru BFF! Lily!

• Make up! ✨

• Goth girl but her room is filled with pink/ black, squishmellows and Kuromi from onegai my melody things

• She *will* talk back to you, she ain't afraid of confrontation

• Sarcastic humor and bratty personality (Not a bratty Chloe personality tho, they aren't that kind of mean;-;)

•Young sister of Biker older brother, a good relathionship with him! (Dmitri)

•Actually a sweet person, just likes to annoy the shit out of people

• Insecure of her body, she doesnt think that is pretty \:(

• Favorite food is Shchi! (Cabbage soup, kinda)

Erica:

• Aceflux she/her

• Greek and French

• Has a Cockatoo named Presly

•Makes part of a group called "The Disasters", the cool kids of her school, her nickname is Earthquake!

• Makes part of the school Voleyball team!

• Pokemon *nerd*, Sylveon fan, has merch, plushies, and etc of it

• Toned for going to the gym 4 times a week

• Really carefull with diet due to Diabetes

• She may look spooky for her higth and harsh face, but she'll get as red as a tomato if you say her hair is nice

• Besties with Boulet, totally go shiny haunting with him

• Should be protected, she doesnt have the courage to ask to take out the pickles from her burger

• *DO NOT* comment on her mom, she unfortunaly passed away when she was a toddler

• Favorite food is Grilled fish with lemon (yummy)

THEMMMMM!!!

[willowisapillow]

🍭🍬 Candy Collecting 🍬 🍭

🎃 Hope you guys had a great Halloween! 🎃

How did your Halloween go? For me, it was honestly a whole lotta fun. Yeah, it did get kinda boring after a while once 9 o’clock rolled around, because a lot of people either went home or to a different part of my neighborhood.

I had a blast, though, I was the one passing out candy, and if you didn’t see my previous post on here, I dressed up as Tiffany AKA, the Bride of Chucky, and I had my talking Chucky doll on my lap while I was passing out candy. A lot of people really loved my Chucky doll and costume, I even met someone who was also dressed up as Chucky, and we both just started fangirling 😭

Though there were some little kids who were absolutely terrified of my Chucky doll that they didn’t even want to get the candy, so I just passed it off to their parents instead, so they could give it to their kids. Honestly, I don’t blame those kids at all whatsoever, if I was their age, I would have been scared too 💀

Speaking of costumes, I saw a lot of really cool horror costumes, I saw some Wednesdays, Moritias, Chuckys, Jasons, and a lot of Freddy Kruegers and Michael Myers. Though funnily enough, I didn’t see any Ghostfaces or Megans. I also saw a lot of cool non-horror costumes, I saw some Disney Princesses, Marios, and Sonics, and I even saw a few dressed people dressed up as Glamrock Freddy, Huggy Wuggy, Patrick, and motherfreaking Barney, so uh yeah that was a thing lol

And there was this one family that was all dressed up as Demon Slayer characters, and it was pretty wholesome 💕

As for my art, this is a follow-up of my silly little AU that I posted a while ago, and if you haven’t seen it, here’s the TL;DR version of it; it’s an AU that takes place in the very first Child’s Play movie, Chucky is not a serial killer (but he’s still a major douchebag), and still lives with the Barclays (Andy and his mom, Karen).

This picture was also made as a (belated) birthday gift to one of my closest online friends, RobTheAlien on Amino, Deviantart, and Twitter. I made her a Chucky-related gift for her last year, so why not make another one for her, we both really love the series <3

For the context of the art, Halloween started rolling around, and both Andy and Chucky were super hyped to dress up and get some candy, mostly Chucky because he had a little plan up his sleeve. Basically, since Chucky is well, y’know… a doll, he looked to be around the average height of a toddler.

So, his plan was that while they were trick-or-treating, he could get Andy to tell the neighbors that he was bringing along his, “baby brother, Tommy”, and that it was his first time going trick-or-treating. The neighbors would give the both of them candy, thinking that Chucky was his, “brother”, and thus, they would get double the candy (and double the diabetes as well 😋).

At first, Andy was against the idea, since it didn’t feel right to trick the neighbors in a selfish way to get some sweets, but Chucky managed to convince him that they could have the biggest candy collection in the entire neighborhood, with all of the candy a kid his age could ever want and eventually gave in to the idea. He also decided to dress Chucky up as a ghost to make the whole thing look more convincing.

Oh Chuck, such a good role model and influence on little Andy/j

At first, I wanted to draw Andy alongside Chucky but didn’t feel like it because A. I wanted to make the art less time-consuming, and B. I ain’t very good at drawing little kid characters. But I will say that he did dress up as a vampire, complete with fake fangs and everything, and maybe I might make fanart with the both of them together in their costumes in the future.

As for the art itself, I really loved how it turned out. I was farting around with the filters on IbisPaint X, and I eventually chose the exclusion filter, and I felt like it was perfect for this art, ‘cause I wanted to go for an indie kidcore-type vibe for it. And as for the candies I chose for the picture, I basically just googled, “What types of candy were popular in the 80s?”, and I eventually went with the three candies you’re currently seeing in the picture.

Honestly, the only candy I really like out of the three are Skittles, I don’t think I’ve ever tried a Charleston Chew or Baby Ruth before. But what’s your guys' favorite candy? 👀

🍭 🍬 👻

[localdorkincombatboots]

Please help my family

I’m a young autistic and queer mom and my family has been severely struggling for a long time. My boyfriend, the father of our two toddlers, has stage 3 stomach cancer and together we also take care of his disabled mother who has Alzheimer’s, diabetes, and a multitude of other conditions.

We desperately need a car so that we can not only get back and forth from work and grab groceries, but also so we can transport our family to and from the doctors appointments we have coming up. We’ve been trying to make do getting groceries and to work, which is 7 miles away, on a bicycle but my bf was hit by a car on it recently and our bike is destroyed.

Winter is pretty much here and we need a safe way to get our family around to where we need to go. The cheapest possible car anywhere around us is $1000. We’ve been sent $193/1000 so far and we’re very thankful but we still really need help.

Please, anything you can send helps so much and reblogs are extremely appreciated so that hopefully someone who can help might see this.

P*ypal: crackerjaxx7@gmail.com

V*nmo: jayep7

C*$happ: jayep7

[bakedbakermom]

lolololol my doctor's office just sent me an email asking me to take a survey regarding my opinion of medical chatbots. they have no idea the hell of opinions they are unleashing on themselves.

a medical chatbot will absolutely kill someone. it'll tell a bulimic teenager to take ipecac to induce vomiting and then she'll fucking die. it'll advise a diabetic to cut back on insulin and he'll lose a fucking foot. it will tell a scared mom whose toddler has a fever that the rash is just an allergy, and then the kid will die because it was fucking measles.

the absolute best possible outcome they could hope for is that it will be the equivalent of one of those unbearably frustrating phone trees. the thing that will actually happen is it will fucking kill someone.

i can think of very, very few ideas that are worse than letting ai give medical advice. it will not save time. it will not save money. it will cause death.

[moonmeg]

Are you doing your au pair with a company or independent? I have been considering doing one for years to improve my french and would take any advice you give!

First off, brave decision my friend! Chapeau to that!

I'm here with an agency but I know others who are here without and found a placement through aupairworld.com

With an agency (depends on the agency I believe) your stay will cost a bit more than if you go on your own. I think I still have a 450-500€ fee to pay. That does not include flight etc. Also I had to fill out a whole lot of documents with 2 references from people outside my family that prove I have experience with children and describe the type of person I am and a lot more other stuff. Lots of bureaucracy. Maybe it's just Germany but it would make sense... after all not everyone is and should be qualified as Au Pair to work with kids.

However, with an agency you have two persons you can contact if you have problems/questions/anything. One in your home country and one in the host country. That can come in handy when you turn out to have problems with your host family or get kicked out for whatever reason(s). The agent responsible for me was immediately there to check on me when first host family called them and expressed worry for the placement and later told me they want to end it. The same night I was already sent the profile of another family (my current one) and got the contact info for current host mom and we even immediately could decide on a day to meet each other. The first days, the agent checked on me if everything is going well and if there are problems they will gladly help. They get paid for that after all lol.

As for aupairworld.com - I don't know much about it. I know they don't ask you to pay a fee or something. Not if you're there as Au Pair. As host family they do want you to pay a certain amount of money to make sure you're serious and you treat it with seriousness. Here you get to find your host family on your own. No contact person in-between like with an agency. (You can decline an offered family by an agency too though). So yeah, a lot more independent. The only con would be that in case of problems or the desire to change host families you don't have a helping hand I believe. Not a directly assigned to you one at least. But I don't know enough about the independent way unfortunately.

Find out what you want and what you're comfortable with

Au Pairs work with children. Babies, toddlers, preteens. Teenagers are rare and families with teenagers usually don't require an Au Pair as teens are usually old enough to be on their own. Are you comfortable enough changing diapers or doing potty training and not afraid of cleaning the child's butt and such afterwards? If not then scratch out any family that has a child under the age of 5 (it's best to ask the host family about the matter if the child requires that help). How many children are you willing to take care of? How many do you feel most comfortable with? What ages would you be most comfortable with? What if the child has a handicap, ADHD, autism etc. (the parents NEED to inform the agencies about that because in that case it's better you already have experience with that or are even specialized... obviously). It might be the child is diabetic - are you willing to inject insulin if needed? What about the parents? Are you okay with a single mom or single dad? Or would you prefer a couple? Same-sex couple? (It shouldn't matter at all if it's a same-sex couple or not because it's not your business who loves who but I'm going through the points the agency asked me and they did ask me if that would be okay for me... which is kinda sad) Are you okay with it if one or both smoke? Would you be okay if the family follows a diet you don't (vegetarian or vegan for example)? Is religion important to you? What if it is/isn't important to the family? What if the family (esp. the children) don't speak English or a language you understand/know? Would you like to improve your language skills in host country? Would you like to visit a language school? Does the family allow it? Has the family had Au Pairs before?

You basically need to go through all possible cases to find out what you want in a host family and for your stay abroad.

The host family

I think it's obvious that this is among the most important points. Those people are gonna be your family. Or at least they should be. A simple profile describing the family doesn't give you everything you need to know. It gives you the basic information and what your tasks are but it's always recommended to have some calls (best multiple video calls) with the family that appeals most to you. Get to know them and their expectations at you better. Be sure you are comfortable with them. Listen. To. Your. Gut.

Just as some people should never be Au Pairs, certain families should never host one.

An Au Pair is NOT a cheap babysitter.

An Au Pair is NOT a cheap servant or housekeeper.

An Au Pair SHOULD have free time.

An Au Pair SHOULD have evenings and at least one day a week off - even better if you get the whole weekend off.

An Au Pair SHOULD get paid accordingly for their work.

An Au Pair SHOULD have their own bedroom.

An Au Pair SHOULD get food (and in the best case the family even asks you if you prefer something for breakfast or if you need something food wise and they will provide for it.)

An Au Pair IS a helping hand for the family and acts as older brother or sister.

Being and host an Au Pair is a give and take. You receive housing, food, etc. without paying rent and other stuff and if you do go to a restaurant to eat it's from your pocket money you receive while you support and help in the family.

Don't just pick the first family you get recommended. Seriously consider it through. In case of problems though, there most likely always is the chance of changing host families.

In any case though, you CAN and SHOULD put a full stop where one is needed. If you can't take it, if you don't want to continue for whatever reason that may be, STOP and RETURN HOME.

My experience...

has been a roller-coaster. After thinking I was in good hands with my first host family and thinking we were on common ground it was devastating to hear they no longer want to continue being my host family. We had multiple calls, I was welcomed warmly, I felt comfortable and yes, I was willing to continue being with them until the end of my stay. But it was only when I was truly living with them I realized that our life styles are quite different and while no problem to me, it was one to them. The boys, my host-brothers, were a handful sometimes and yeah, had to endure tantrums and stubbornness but I actually really liked them... well at least the younger two. They were distant first, which is to be expected. It was the same with current host-sisters. Both sides need time getting used to this new situation. And as we humans are all different it will also take both sides a different amount of time to get used. Maybe it will just be a week. Maybe two. It could also take a month... or even more. Don't rush it. Don't be discouraged if after a week your host sister or brother or sibling is still distant when you already got used to them and the situation. A good relationship to your host parents is SO important. Cuz if your host sibling is shitty, sure that's not great either but having the parents against you is worse. They are supposed to be people you can turn to when you have troubles or questions. They are supposed to listen and help you if there is a problem with the or a child. Having a good relationship to them makes the whole thing easier and warmer. Here I must add one important advice for any relationship or working place: Communication is key. Misunderstandings happen. And between strangers - especially strangers from different countries that don't share a native language and communicate over a second language like English - misunderstandings are BOUND to happen. Your host parents will probably not speak perfect English (except for if you are an Au Pair in an English speaking country of course). Your English levels will be a bit apart, I can imagine. And with your host siblings it will most likely be even further apart. There are exceptions but this is the situation you are most likely going to end up in. If there is a misunderstanding or if there is anything else you need to get off your chest COMMUNICATE SO.

Also! Piece of advice: try to get the contact data of former Au Pairs if the family hosted any. Exchange experience with them or ask them for advice when there's problems with your host sibling.

It also proves itself useful to have people you can vent to that aren't your host family. Your friends back home, your family, or a tumblr blog where you spam your followers with whatever situation just happened ;) Maybe a simple a journal/diary does too. Just something or someone you can let it all out on or who you can ask for advice if anything. It's important.

If you have a good relationship to your family or have at least one friend back home, you WILL be homesick at times and miss them terribly. Being abroad is the devil's arse when it comes to this point. You're kinda alone. You will with a very high chance find other Au Pair friends and hang out together, go out for dinner, take city trips outside your host city and more. But you will 100% miss home and that's okay. Your homesickness might bring tears. Let them flow. Like my current host mom said "it's a good thing that you are homesick. It means you are loved at home." and that's a beautiful, bittersweet realization to come to.

Take a plushie with you. Something from your friends. Little things that remind you of home and that give you strength. I for example have a postcard from my former choir conductor that she gifted me at prom with some very sweet and encouraging words on the back of it attached ro my mirror here in my room. Also attached to that mirror is another postcard from the choir with the words "Dear Margarita... we will miss you!" and signatures from all the members of the choir. I have a pusheen plush with me, a t-shirt my best friend brought me from Portugal and my mom's cardigan.

Being an Au Pair is hard. It's a challenge. It's tough. You're miles away from friends and family. You are going to have waves of homesickness overrunning you every now and then.

It's a life experience. One you will hold dear and remember fondly or one you wish was never part of your life. I won't let you believe it's gonna be all happy and a field of dandelions. There will be roses with thorns on your way. It might also be your entire field is just thorns.

I don't want to discourage you, absolutely not. But I wish I had someone tell me there will be these downsides and the possibilities it won't work out at all. It doesn't hurt to be aware of that, I think.

I'm sure you will have a great experience as Au Pair! I tend to share more the negative things here because I need to vent and let it out but there's a lot of good things with my current family too and I'm actually am enjoying my stay.

I would also tell you some things my Au Pair friends have experienced so far but this is already way too long a post dhhdnsnsn

If you need anything else just drop another ask or slide in my dms <3

You got this!

[pattonsfam-ily]

//ooc again but sorry can I just get like ,, a rundown on the characters + some basic plot points here ? this au seems so cool but I don't know where 2 start. also sorry for spam liking ur posts they r so silly I love them:)

don’t worry i don’t mind spam likes! anyway im not really sure how old anyone is at this point bc i took like a year+ break thinking i was done with all of it and i just can’t remember shit like that lmao they’re all like mid 20s but hey i remember the age differences & heights at least so i’ll say those ig (trigger warning for heavy topics like mental shit substance abuse unaliving/self harm & abuse) buckle in this is gonna be long af

so Logan Roman Virgil and Patton met in middle school. Lo Ro and V started dating shortly after Lo left his ab*sive ex boyfriend in high school. and Patton has always been a father figure to Virgil. when they graduated high school they all moved in together and Patton adopted Virgil despite their very small age difference (like 3 years i think). then a few years later Virgil’s older brother (by 4 years) Devin moved in with them and eventually Patton moved into his own place. Remus came back into Roman’s life at one point and stayed with them for a while but now he’s living with/dating Janus & Remy.

character descriptions:

Logan is the oldest in the LRV throuple. white. 5’10. gay/aroace spec. cis man. he/him. he went to college to become a teacher and was a substitute for a while. now he’s working at a science center and giving classes to toddlers/kids. he’s autistic and has a really rocky toxic relationship with his parents. they don’t approve of his relationship or his career choice (they wanted him to go to medical school like they did)

Roman is the second oldest. white. 5’10. bisexual. cis man. he/him. he got a drama/theater arts degree. he works at the local theater and acts in the plays they put on every now and then. he’s a recovering alcoholic with anger issues that lost his cousin/best friend to s*icide in high school. he has a great relationship with his parents. they’re really kind and completely accepting of him. he and his twin Remus have a younger sister named Reagan. i think she’s like 9 or 10 now?

Virgil is the youngest of the entire friend group/family. white. 5’4. gay/aroace spec. amab demiboy. he/they. he has some vague dysphoria/discomfort so he got mtf bottom surgery a little while ago. he tried to get a degree in art and child psychology i think?? he wanted to be an art therapist but he dropped out and now he’s a streamer/youtuber. he’s also autistic, diabetic, has ptsd, anxiety, depression, shitty immune system thats actually getting better with treatment, and he’s recovering from an ed. he has a great relationship with his mom & her gf and used to have a good one with his father but he was mostly an abusive asshole that went to prison and later killed himself bc he couldn’t handle all the guilt

Patton is older than those 3 but younger than Devin. white. 6’0. aroace spec. cis man. he/him. he was taken away from his shit parents & put into foster care at a really young age and eventually aged out of the system. he was never adopted. he got into lots of trouble throughout his life but some of what was discussed on here isn’t fully canon anymore. but anyway he got a degree for childcare management and opened his own daycare but eventually he sold it and now runs his own small crochet business.

Remus. same age as Roman obviously. white. 6’0. gay. cis man. he/him (but his pronouns might change). he didn’t go to college. he just makes tik toks showing off his oddities collections. he’s also an alcoholic & drug addict (he mostly just does hallucinogens now) with pica/eating issues and intrusive thoughts & extreme self harm tendencies so he’s been in and out of rehabs & psych wards his whole life. rocky relationship with his parents despite their support and used to have a rocky relationship with Roman but they’re mostly okay now. absolutely adores Reagan. will actually kill a man and/or die for his family.

Remy. little younger than Devin. white. 5’10 i think. gay. genderfluid. he/him. i cannot remember what degree(s) he has but doesn’t really matter now bc he’s a stripper by night barista by day lmao he probably also has an onlyfans but we haven’t talked about that lmao he’s a sort of recovering drug addict with suicidal tendencies & religious trauma. he also never takes his sunglasses off. they’re a security blanket/comfort item and they cover a scar his ex boyfriend gave him. his relationship with his family is awful. his parents abused him his whole life and his older sister holds it against him and treats him like shit now but she’s mostly been cut off.

Janus/Dee. year younger than Remy. korean/navajo. 5’7/5’8 idk. trans man. he/him. he’s taking testosterone & got top surgery but never got bottom surgery and never will. he went to college twice. first time for graphic design. second time was law school. he got a master of legal studies degree bc he doesn’t wanna be a lawyer. he just wanted to learn about the law. he’s a compulsive/chronic liar and very deceitful but mostly in a silly way. not 100% sure what his family life is like tbh but his relationship with his mom is strained in some way. but yeah his first languages are korean and diné. he learned english in high school.

now for my 2 main ocs:

Devin. oldest of everyone. white. 6’1. pan/aroace spec. cis man. he/him. he got a degree in computer science. he does a lot of different coding projects and once had a pc building business. but now he’s a streamer and in a band called DeCode with my other oc. he’s a recovering drug addict and has psychosis. he was married to Thomas but they got divorced a little while ago lol also has a great relationship with his mom/her gf and of course hates his father for the way he treated Virgil. he’s very protective of his baby (brother). he has and will fuck up anyone that hurts him.

Coda. a year older than Lo & Ro im pretty sure. black. 6’0. gay. cis man. he/him. he’s Virgil’s boyfriend outside his relationship with Lo and Ro but he’s completely monogamous. he got a degree in photography and art. he’s a tattoo artist & streamer and the other person in the band DeCode. (he met Devin Remy & Janus in college so thats how he met Virge). his birth parents kicked him out when he was 13 for being gay and was later adopted by two moms. he now has 3 siblings. two younger twins named Cole & Nevaeh and an older brother named Mason.

other random plot points i remember: Remy’s attempted suicide, Remy got Janus pregnant so he had an abortion around the time Remus joined the relationship, Coda got shot during an armed robbery at his tattoo shop, both Patton & Coda got back in contact with their birth parents for a short while, Virgil’s been abused both by a p•do and an ex boyfriend he had like 3 years ago.

other background ocs you’ll probably learn more about as they’re mentioned: Dante, Maeve (Devin’s girlfriend she/they), Jimmy & Noah (Coda’s best friends/coworkers), Ryan, Ximena, Aaliyah, Morgan (ngl tho he’s never been brought up again since the first time), and all the parents (pretty sure thats everyone?)

yeah thats a lot lmao lemme know if you need anything explained further/clarified or have any other questions!!

[loorain]

Sims 4 Legacy Challenge - Fontenot Legacy

For funsies (mainly for myself), I thought it would be fun to start making posts about the drama I get my sims into. Right now I’m playing with a legacy save, this is generations 3 and 4 in one picture. 

Long family intro under the cut if you’re interested.

From left to right (using the first photo) I will introduce the family. First is Sabrina, she’s the daughter of Scarlett standing behind the couch. Sabrina was born thanks to IVF. Sabrina is super into sports and being active, but she also has asthma that sometimes makes things difficult for her. Despite this, she plays rough any time she gets. Very soon, Sabrina will age into a teen and I’m not ready for it 😭 The family is not sure if she’ll grow up to pursue a career in sports, but sports will always be a part of her life.

Sitting in the middle is eldest child Anya. Anya was born to Kira. Kira became a teen mom to Anya, and her relationship with her boyfriend (the father of Anya) became strained the moment he found out about it. He decided he did not want to take much of an active role in raising Anya, so Kira took on the responsibility on her own, and she was a devoted and loving mother to her daughter. Eventually, well into her young adult life, she met her husband, got married, and gave Anya a sibling. Unfortunately, Kira died tragically young from anaphylactic shock caused by a bee sting, leaving Anya and her little brother in the care of their aunt and Anya’s step-father. Anya was an incredibly gifted child, maxing out the violin and singing skill before she aged into a teen. She also became a mildly-famous social media star, recording her own videos and posting them to the internet. Her fame has reached the max level now as a teenager. Anya has been struggling a lot as of more recently, rebelling by oftentimes not going to school, getting involved with boys, and experimenting with substances. Unfortunately, her foolish decisions have resulted in her own unwanted pregnancy. Unlike her mother, Anya could not fathom the idea of becoming a mother at a young age, but the father of her child was adamant about wanting to keep the child. They decided that once she gave birth, she would give their child to him to raise, with a substantial amount of money to assist with expenses, earned from her years of royalty payments. These photos were taken previous to those events. Anya now has a toddler-age son named Colt. Anya hopes to become an actress when she ages into a young adult and leave the mistakes of her teenagedom behind, but hopefully with time she will come back to her son and be the mother Kira was to her. Like her mother, Anya is allergic to bees, so the family is extra-careful to keep her safe.

The young boy standing next to Anya is her little brother Robin. Robin is the son of Anya’s mother Kira and her husband Armani. Robin is a bright and vivacious child who lost his mother at a very young age. Unfortunately, because of this he does not remember much of her, but the family photos around the house and the stories his older family members tell him helps him to visualize her. Robin is diabetic and still working on a system to maintain his blood sugar continuously, but in time I believe he’ll get the hang of it. He is also quite active, but also has a very sweet side. The family is still fostering his interests to see which one will take hold as his biggest passion. Maybe in teenagedom we will have our answers. Though he has big shoes to fill in terms of his incredibly gifted older sister, there is no pressure on him to be anything but himself. 

Again, Scarlett is the woman with gray-dyed hair standing behind the couch. Scarlett is asexual and aromantic but always wanted a child or her own, so she got IVF to have Sabrina. Sabrina gets her sporty-ness from her mother. Scarlett was the golden child of her parents, the older of two girls. Scarlett grew up on the heavier side, but was determined to get in shape and really took up working out as a teen. Her body has transformed a lot through the years, from heavier to getting very slim. She is finally at a size she feels comfortable and strong at - somewhere right in the middle. Scarlett grew up with her little sister Kira and their parents, Maisie Tanaka (and then Akiyama) and Taku Akiyama. Scarlett’s mother also died tragically young thanks to a game glitch that had her die from laughter when I wasn’t looking 🙃 Their father took on full responsibility of raising his two girls, heartbroken when Kira fell pregnant, but supportive of her journey as a mother. Scarlett went through her own years of exploration, dabbling in substances for a brief time. Once she really got into fitness though, she cut all of that junk out and committed to living a clean, healthy life. She was the one that caught on to Anya’s own struggles with substances and confronted her on multiple occasions. She is determined to not let Anya take on all of the mistakes of her generation, but her becoming a teen mom makes Scarlett feel like she’s already losing the battle. Scarlett has a comfortable parenting relationship with her brother-in-law, and the two focus on raising the three kids as best they can. Scarlett is very talented, mastering violin and guitar as a well as singing and fitness, she went to college for computer engineering and had a long successful career at the top level, but once she got bored of that went on to pursue a brief career as a professional athlete. She quit her job after feeling unhappy with it for a while, but years of hard work has made sure the family will be perfectly fine without this regular income. For now, she is focused on the kids.

Finally, Armani married into the family when marrying Scarlett’s younger sister Kira. They were deeply in love, and even before engagement he became an important father-figure to Anya and they grew close. He was already a bit older than Kira, who was in her young adulthood while he is a full-fledged adult, but nothing could tear them apart. He was ecstatic to know he would become a father and the two of them happily welcomed Robin into the family. When Kira died, Armani was devastated. He knew he could never love another woman like he loved her. It has taken him a while, but he has casually seen other women for some time. There was one woman he was getting a bit closer to, but the relationship fell apart and they went their separate ways. Armani has recently found out he is a father to a young girl, Matilda, after a casual hookup with her mother Robin (coincidentally the same name as his son, NOT PLANNED). They are not looking for a serious relationship, but he is a committed father to all of his kids and wants to be there for her as much as he can. She lives with her mother and is a young child now, so he does his best to see her regularly. 

And that’s the fam! If anyone is interested I’d be more than happy to give more information of the previous gens, including my legacy starter Alison Fontenot. There’s lots of stories still to be told!  

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Apparently I used to beg my mom to let me play with her bridal veil. I was like, 18-24 months old at the time. She has pictures. They're really cute.

Other than that, not really, except for in 3rd grade I put together my own Halloween costume; a Bride. I had a very pretty (but not in fashion) eyelet lace dress that was handed down, and my veil from my First Communion.

The important detail for that Halloween was that my brother was born in September of that year. Mom had (undiagnosed) gestational diabetes, a rough delivery (two days of constant back labor, followed by fetal distress and a crash section) plus post partum depression. And an infant. Mom was kinda checked-out. So I figured out how to make a socially acceptable costume for myself that didn't require anything from my mom. (Her veil was long since destroyed. Which happens when you let a toddler play in it, I suppose.)

I literally never did anything else to "play bride" as a kid. Not even with my dolls. As an adult, I did wear my mom's wedding gown to be The Bride Of Frankenstein with my fiancee as The Monster. We didn't actually get married.

I did get married, much later. I did not wear a veil. I guess I got it all out of my system before I turned 3.

“You never pretended to be a bride when you were a little girl?” No???? Like literally never?

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