#perfect household has a dog and two cats

[snowfea]

I never had a cat growing up (I had a big, massive dog, look up yugoslavia shepherd if you're curious), so I never really understood why people loved them so much but. My girlfriend's parents have two cats. I would kill for those two cats, I would sacrifice the like thirty minutes of restful sleep I get per night for them, I would spend all my savings for those cats.

I am now a cat person as much as I am a dog person, which is a lot.

[felinefractious]

I tried to adopt a cat from a rescue, I really did. I filled out and submitted applications to 5 different rescues because the local SPCAs didn't have cats that fit my needs (social with cats and dogs, approximately 1 year old, high energy, and preferably long or medium haired).

I explained in detail the care I give my current cupcake. She's spayed, gets routine vet care, is up to date on shots. She has her own room (my room) which is set up with shelves, trees, 2 litter boxes. She gets supervised free roam of the house (not 24/7 because of lifestyle reasons). I use puzzle feeders for her meals- high end brands like The Honest Kitchen, Open Farm, Stella and Chewy (I like to mix it up to keep it interesting). I play with her at least twice a day, or whenever she asks. Indoors only. She has a water fountain. We're working on harness training. I made it clear I had a second room set up similarly and ready to go, and carefully researched introductions. Dogs are cat social and kenneled unless supervised. I don't know, I feel like my cat lives a good life. She's happy, fit, and I adore her.

Couple of weeks past and I received 5 rejection emails with reasons such: I maintain a very small flock of exhibition poultry, that I do breed and sell the chicks of seasonally, which is...immoral to them, I guess; my brother who does live in the same household has intact show and working dogs; the dogs are kenneled (what??); I don't work full-time; one even said it was because I feed my current cat dry food instead of wet food. My cat straight up won't eat wet food! She hates it! I replied and said I would offer wet food if the new cat wanted it, and they never responded.

It all just seemed like weird reasons to me. Maybe not, I don't know if that's just how rescues are. I ended up with my cat through the pregnant cat distribution system (my mom owns her mom) so I didn't have to deal with takes on cat care I didn't get.

Dejected, I started looking on Craigslist and saw a cat that perfectly fit my needs- a sphynx outcross project that tested positive for mild HCM (asymptomatic for now) so the breeder who purchased him immediately neutered him. So I asked about him, located a cardiologist and scheduled an appointment with my vet ahead of time to get a referral to the cardiologist. Did lots of reading on HCM. Met with them and they were lovely. Got all his paperwork with his health testing and his whole history and genetics. I fell in love with him immediately. Everything they said about him has been true: he's confident, well-mannered, has the exact same play style as my kitty. There was not a single point during the 4 hour drive home that he showed signs of stress, he took treats and just lounged. When I set him in his room, he waltzed right out of his carrier with his chest puffed out, head held high, and rubbed all over me, purring and bumping his head into me. There hasn't been an adjustment period, he just came out and was like, "sweet, new digs! now, pet me!" Settled into a routine so fast. Has been perfect for his nails and bathing him. We're already making tremendous progress with recall.

This cat is so fucking well socialized. And his structure? Fucking gorgeous. Exactly as sphynx are described, with a deep chest, solid belly, longer hind legs than front, long creepy fingers which he uses to grip me instead of his claws and it feels like a human infant gripping me (deeply unsettling).

It's been such a good experience, and the rescues were so weird, I honestly don't know if I can ever get a cat that wasn't selectively bred again. He's not even pure bred! His dad is 100% sphynx but his mom is a dominant blue eye project from approved sphynx outcrosses.

Don't get me wrong, I love my first bastard kitty, she's the best cat there is. But now I have two perfect cats! I didn't realize that was possible...all my friends' cats, they're often much more nervous and shy. I was prepared for my second kitty to just never live up to my first.

Here he is, my weird coated mostly sphynx:

Bonus DNA results

I wonder what that person bit is about.

Unfortunately your story is not unique.

These excessive and unrealistic standards are part of what I mean when I discuss barriers to adoption as being one of the actual issues contributing to overpopulation of homeless pets.

I’ve seen people discuss being rejected due to their age despite being staffed in the veterinary field, the person was in their early 20’s.

I’ve seen people discuss being rejected due to having intact animals in the household despite them being species that aren’t traditionally altered, like reptiles.

A rescue I knew would avoid adopting out to people who indicated they would feed a brand of food the rescue considered to be lower quality, such as Friskies canned.

I’ve spoken to rescues for a veterinary reference who were disappointed the prospective adopters most recent cat wasn’t current on their vaccinations despite being an 18+ hospice case.

I could go on and on and on.

I’m glad you were finally able to find a cat to give a good forever home to, it’s clear that you’re passionate about your animals and knowledgeable about their care.

I would put too much stock in the 12% Persian, you can’t test for breeds in cats the same way as you can in dogs. Wisdom Panel is great for health and trait testing but nonsense for breeds.

You can really see the Devon in his face in the picture you used for the test, though!

[generational-atrophy]

HAIII could you write the heta men of your choice with a gn s/o who acts like a cat?? (rubbing their head in their arm while cuddling, BITING (affectionate), knocking shit over to get attention, and most catlike of all LAYING ON/CUDDLING THEM RIGHT WHEN THEY NEED TO GET UP)

hetalia romano, prussia, canada, russia, england, and america with a catlike s/o

1.1k words ~ gender neutral headcanons

tw: a couple suggestive implications, but thats it!

a/n: people who let me do guys of my choice i am hopelessly in love with you. thank you.

Romano

Romano is such a cat boyfriend, so good luck with that. Absolutely nothing is getting down in your household, I guess.

He finds your catlike affection cute for a bit, but it's definitely not his favourite. He'll happily cuddle whenever you want, just don't bite him! it's weird...

But he'd love how you always lay on him when he needs to do something. He didn't want to do it anyway. Now he has an adorable excuse!

When you push things off counters, he just doesn't care. Sure, he'll give you attention, but only briefly. His house is a mess, a broken glass is nothing new. Plus, he does the exact thing to you all the time.

Basically, he's fine with it. Would prefer a more... mature S/O, but internally he knows he's just as bad as you when it comes to that. Maybe that's why you get along so well!

Prussia

Gilbert will never let anyone know this... but he's secretly a cat person. His massive dog army would make you think differently, but trust me on this (;

He'd just think you're SO cute! It doesn't even register to him that what you're doing is weird. He's just like, “Oh, you're headbutting me? I'll headbutt you back.”

His intense touch starved-ness makes your clingy and cuddly nature a perfect fit for what he wants.

Knocking stuff off counters would also work crazy well on him. As soon as you do that, he's running over and desperately cleaning everything up. You've got his full attention. First, he'll ask if you're ok, and then he'll get pissed. He promises to “punish” you later too...

(By “punishment,” he means he's gonna make you watch his terrible nerd shows.)

If you tried laying on him to get him to stay, he's just pushing you off. If he's in a particularly affectionate mood, he'll stay for a few more moments, but generally, you're just gonna end up on the floor. He's got stuff to do!

Canada

Matthew just... really doesn't know how to handle your affection. He hasn't had any romantic partners in a long time, so his only real reference for modern love is TV shows. And... they definitely don't act like cats in those. Are you weird, or is he?

He'll be super awkwardly accepting of it. Ok, you're curled up in his lap... so he pets your hair, right? When he wakes up to you laid flat over his body like a blanket, he just... doesn't know what to do. Where does he put his hand? Does he push you off?

Eventually, he'll get it. Then he's gonna go full cat owner mode. Constantly checking in with you, making sure you're always entertained, and cuddling you constantly.

He doesn't appreciate you breaking things to get his attention though... like, he's always willing to give it to you! No questions asked! You don't have to go to such drastic measures to get a hug.

If you flop on his lap when he's about to get up, he's just gonna accept his fate. You'll get no protests from him. Just... let him know when you're done, k?

Russia

Ivan doesn't even question anything you do. He just finds your cat-like behaviours super cute! It just makes him want to indulge you more.

Whenever you force him to continue cuddling, he just laughs and concedes. He's never had such a clingy S/O, and it makes him want to protect you even more.

However, this kind of thing does make him infantilize you even more. But on the bright side, expect him to buy you lots of cute clothes and build pillow forts for you two often (He might buy you a collar too ;)

He really doesn't mind you biting him. Once he knows you're alright with it, he'll probably bite you back! It's a weird point of pride for him to be covered in your little teeth marks.

Surprisingly, he also doesn't mind you breaking things to get his attention! He finds it... oddly romantic. Like, oh, you care about me enough to cause damage to things? Wow, you're so dedicated! (He has... problems.)

Basically, a S/O that acts like a cat would be great. He's such a dog boyfriend anyway.

England

Arthur doesn't see this as “acting like a cat” as much as he sees it as “immaturity.” Surprisingly, unlike how he feels normally about childish S/O, your behaviour could really grow on him. Of course, he'll always huff and sigh when you rub yourself against his arm anyway, but still!

He WILL get very annoyed by you sitting on his lap while he's busy though. Like, if he's just reading, whatever. But if you interrupt him when he's about to do something, he's just forcing you off his lap and walking away.

Also, do NOT break his glasses. Pissing him off like that will only make him ignore you more. Besides, if you wanted a super attentive partner, you really shouldn't go for Arthur anyway.

But despite all that, he really adores your habit of biting him. As long as it's not too painful, he does get a kick out of it, weirdly. When he bites you, it's always in a more... sensual way, but he adores how you do it so affectionately.

Basically, yeah, he thinks you're cute. But it's easy for you to get on his nerves if you act like that.

America

Alfred... doesn't really mind. But he thinks it's more entertaining than cute. He definitely realizes what you're doing early on in the relationship, and loves to tease you about it.

But... he also can't help the urge to take care of you because of it. He makes sure to always leave cute little snacks in your bag in case of emergency, and he NEVER misses a call from you. He gets a little paranoid about you getting taken advantage of because of how immature you can be.

You can bite him. He probably wouldn't even notice you did so.

However you show affection, he'll reciprocate. He's not much into the headbutting thing himself, he's a lot more uh... traditional? But he loves it when you do it!

He has to resist squeezing your cheeks every day that he wakes up next to you. It keeps getting harder.

You pushing stuff off every surface doesn't make him mad per se, but he definitely doesn't enjoy that habit. (Specifically, he would buy a bell that means you want attention. It's much cuter that way, and also you aren't breaking his things.)

In conclusion: it would be a very sweet relationship (:

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

WIBTA if i stole my aunt's cats? (TW for animal neglect)

ok, so basically for a few years now it's been kind of an open secret in my family that my aunt's household Strongly Prefers their dog over their two cats. i didn't think much of it since i don't really see them too often (which is on purpose), but that changed when my mom and i house sat for them for a week. During the week i noticed many things that have indicated to me that this house isn't healthy for these cats:

1. the house is fucking disgusting. my aunt had 4 kids who are all out of college, so she has a Large mcmansion to clean by herself (they're conservative christians so my uncle doesn't contribute). so i get that its a struggle, but most of this house is straight up unsanitary. like i dont think those floors have seen anything near a cleaning supply in years. also, the amount of Stuff lying around made it really difficult to get around the house a lot of the time.

2. their dog has significant behavioral issues. it's a small dog (the crusty white breed but brown) but if you're not giving it attention, either you or whatever you're paying attention to is getting attacked. the problem arises when the thing you're giving attention to is one of the cats. despite the dog's size, it's bigger and stronger than both cats. and while the cats are faster, i feel like it's only a matter of time until one of them gets injured. also, i'm aware that the dog's issues are most definetly also a result of mistreatment. afaik, it's had no training other than knowing not to piss in the house, and is basically treated as a perfect creature that can do no wrong. it literally doesn't know how to go for walks because my aunt and uncle just go out into the yard until it does it's business and then take it back inside.

3. these cats have jack shit. they have a litterbox and food bowls on this crusty ass folding table (so the dog doesn't steal their food) and that's it. no toys, no cat furniture, nothing. everything that's bought is bought for the dog. this basically means that the cats get no enrichment, which is just generally bad. one of them is allowed outside, but that's not a better alternative obviously.

also, i'd ask my aunt if i could just take the cats given that she doesn't even like them, but my realtives are the kind of people who get extremely offended by any implication of failure, so that would just start drama and would encourage them to go after the cats after i take them anyway.

my cousins could take them, but they've all been out of college for a while now and are already well off, so if any of them were going to take them, they would have by now. imo, they've lost their chance.

if i do end up doing this, it's not going to be for a while because i have to settle personal matters. not to mention how i'm going to sort through things like taking stolen cats to the vet.

didnt expect this to get this long lmao. sorry 💀

What are these acronyms?

[marc--chilton]

talking about the wcau again. wilson is a much-loved kittypet. his household consists of two adults, their teen child, and a dog -- a golden retriever, amber. wild cats (warriors) can't understand twoleg language but wilson can. he's not omnipresent though, doesn't know what exactly they do when they're out of the house, but they at the very least aren't unkind to strays. they've even taken in fosters before.

their backyard deck is netted so wilson and amber can get some fresh air without danger or risk of running off (it's really just for wilson's benefit as amber runs around in the yard every day anyway once their people unzip the mesh for her). plus if amber picks up fleas or whatever from the grass, they can clean her up easier than they could wilson who Does Not Enjoy flea baths

amber is much more territorial about their yard so when she finds house in their flowerbed, she gives chase. she got a scratch on the bridge of her nose for her efforts, and house lost his seeds, his leg on fire, but unharmed so house: 1, amber: 0

he still comes back. for the flowers, he says. in spite of the dog danger, in spite of the twolegs chirping and tutting at him (trying to get him to come to them so they can take him to the vet), he has to come back because he really needs.... those flowers. cough.

wilson's twolegs actually find it very very cute that their perfect prettykitty found a friend in this scraggly stray who keeps coming back despite loudly professing his distaste for the rest of them -- hissing, spitting, one time he barked???

other notes

cats and dogs speak separate 'languages' but wilson and amber can communicate effectively through proximity; living in the same home together for a few years means they pick up on a few things

that said, when it comes to strays, amber does not listen to the cats she chases off/attacks. to do so would get in the way of her goal of running them off, or if need be, killing them. this trait, naturally, gives wilson great upset.

wilson likes his house life but it gets..... boring. he's thankful and appreciative for the love and safety his home brings, but too many days have passed that left him thinking, is this it?

wilson's people have one of his and house's meetings on video and it's sooo obvious how much they like each other if you know even the bare minimum of feline body language. wilson, meowing a greeting and pacing on the deck rail, his fur brushing the mesh while house trots over impatiently as fast as three legs will allow, his thin tail straight in the air, only letting out a short mrrph when he reaches the catio

[minhosimthings]

Enhypen as Quotes I Found on Pinterest

Warnings: Just a lot of fluff. Mention of abuse and PTSD in Jay's story.

A/N: I was bored and this thought randomly came into my brain as I sat on my sofa with my cat! Pinterest has been making me lovesick nowadays so BAM here it is. I'm sorry Heeseung's is really short tho.

Heeseung - My heart is so full of you that I can hardly call it my own.

Doing the dishes was your job around the household. Usually Heeseung would do the laundry and you'd handle the dishes. This was the only time when both of you wouldn't be hugging or touching each other because Heeseung is such a cuddle bug. But today for some reason, Heeseung was extra cuddly and in need of human touch. He acted as if he had been touch starved his entire life as he tried to pull you into the sofa from the sink. You brushed him off gently and continued to do the dishes. You lifted you arms from your body once to reach the shelf above you and two big arms immediately circled around your waist. Heeseung had trapped you and now he wouldn't let go. "My heart is so full of you, that I can hardly call it my own Y/N. Please cuddle with me?" You couldn't resist his Bambi eyes so , eventually you abandoned the rest of the dishes and curled up under the blankets while Heeseung cuddled with you like he hadn't done so in a century.

Jay - Your eyes hold everything my soul hungers for.

Jay and you were basically a married couple,barring the ring on your finger. At random moments of the day, Jay would blurt out 'I wanna marry you' and everytime you always say 'I'll say yes,don't worry.' He had gotten you a promise ring which was more precious than any of the expensive jewelry he had given you. The thing with you was that, as a victim of emotional and physical abuse, ever since childhood, you had never really known any actual love or any emotion other than anger. Meeting Jay was like meeting an angel. He was everything that you always needed but never knew you wanted. Like Taylor Swift once said, you would have easily married him with paper rings even though he got you ones of sapphires and rubies. One fine day, your brain decided to bring back all the trauma. One of your friends had made a 'joke' regarding PTSD and you let it reach to your heart. So there you were at home just crying your heart out to Jay when you asked him "Jay why do you love me?" Jay looked at you with soft eyes before answering "I have an entire presentation ready as to why I love you sweetheart. Everything about you is perfect. Your eyes hold everything my soul thirsts for." You wiped away your tears and giggled at the sudden poetry, when you noticed Jay on the ground. On. One. Knee. With a ring box in his hands. Before he could even start his speech, you shouted 'YES' and leapt at him to hug him and never let go.

Jake - when death takes my hand, I will hold you with the other and promise to find you in every lifetime.

A happy little Aussie boy was someone in your life, whom you would kill and die for. Jake was perfect. Both of you had met two years ago at your pet cafe where you served for both pets and their parents. And sometimes the parents were attractive, to say the least. Bouncing in with a cream border collie called Layla, Jake had fluffy brown hair and the sweetest smile you had ever seen. He bought a lot of things for Layla and when Layla refused to move from your cafe, Jake joked that Layla had found her mom. You kinda wished you were her mom. He came back the next day and asked if he could leave Layla here for a couple of minutes cause he had an errand at a place that didn't allow dogs. You happily obliged to do it for free, even though he had offered to pay money, and sat there serving the customers with Layla snoozing at your feet. Jake came in a few hours later and as he took Layla and apologized a million times for leaving Layla out late he asked you out. And of course you said yes and one thing led to another and now you were together for two years. One night, on movie night, Jake had a game he wanted to play. He had tiny chits of paper with things written on them and he explained the very peculiar rules of the game. "So me and the boys have written down seven cringey things which we think can steal a girl's heart and we want you to rate them. I won't tell you which one I wrote I want you to guess!" You happily agreed to that and sat down as Jake read out very cringey pick up lines and very poetic lines which were probably written by Sunghoon and Jay, respectively. At the end he picked up a yellow coloured chit and read out "When death takes my hand, I will hold you by the other and promise to find you in every lifetime." He looked up to see your shocked eyes and puckering lips. You were so moved by that line that your expression was one of disgust (like the one you do when you find a really good song). Jake, the poor soul was so worried because that was the line he had written. He knew you really liked the idea of lifetimes so he had written it for you and he muttered a slow 'Thats the one I wrote.' to you. You couldn't take it anymore and you pounced on him giving him a very long and very deep kiss. When you broke away from the kiss, Jake grinned at you and said, "So do I have rizz now?" "Not at all. But you do have my heart, Jakey." The rest of the night moved in slow slithers as both of you melted into each other's touch, grinning at the fact that Layla brought you together.

Sunghoon - It's very comforting. To finally have something worth living for.

Sunghoon was the biggest crime lord in all of the world. You, his high school sweetheart were tracked down and bought to him. His parents wanted him to marry someone and he had no one else in mind except for you. You eventually ties the knot in a ceremony which you did not want. Yes, you loved Sunghoon but you had a life of your own. How could you be just some trophy wife? In the beginning you had thought about how cold Sunghoon had grown. He was nothing like the awkwardly cute sixteen year old boy you had given your heart to in high school. He was a stone cold killer now. On occasions when you would go out, you would always have bodyguards with you. You didn't think much of it, but deep inside you had a tiny though which you repressed that maybe Sunghoon does care about you. On one such occasion, you were at the perfume store with your best friend and you didn't take note of the fact that your bodyguard was acting shifty. He wasn't attentive today and he kept touching his back pockets. Suspicious, you hid at the back of the store until your suspicions were confirmed. Your bodyguard had betrayed Sunghoon and was about to kill you. Scared, you called Sunghoon and in a shaky voice explained your situation. And that marked the first time you had ever heard Sunghoon's voice falter and stutter. He arrived with bodyguards just a minute later and took you home as you cried to him all night. He cupped your face gently in his hands as you questioned him "Do you even love me? Or is this just another one of your shenanigans? Please Sunghoon answer me." You had fallen completely in love with him today and your heart gently lifted when he said, in a soft voice "Y/N, listen to me. I had loved you ever since the day we got married. I know you didn't like this but I had to do it. Every other woman I met was a spy for other overlords. My parents were pressuring me and I couldn't think straight. But I love you. I love you more than I love myself." You sniffled at his words and hugged him tight as he whispered into your ear, "It's very comforting. To finally have something worth living for."

Sunoo - you drew memories in my mind, I could never erase. You painted colours in my heart I could never replace.

Sunoo was the most infuriating person on Earth. He joined your school only last year and he had already beaten you in almost every subject. It shouldn't have been that annoying to you, since you're parents really did not care about grades much and told you to focus on your extracurriculars instead. Science and painting were your favourite subjects and you were thankful that Sunoo didn't get a proper hold of them yet. But it still didn't stop you from getting mad whenever he gave you that sarcastic smile with his beautiful fox like eyes. The professor who took the painting job always got frustrated with Sunoo and often asked you to tutor him in painting. Usually people wouldn't pay attention to the subject but you were in a school which was the elitest of the elite. Tutoring Sunoo was torture. He would end up staring at you and not listening to a word you say and choosing, instead, to judge the decor in your room. But when he left your house, there was an odd feeling of loneliness in you. You missed him. That's when you realised that you liked him. There was just something about that weird smile and that cute little laugh and the way he was so gentle with people that made your heart go boom. But then again, he would ruin it every weekend by coming over to the cafe you worked at and ordering the most difficult thing to make in the menu. When you had accidentally made the drink without him asking, because you knew he would come in that day, he went weirdly quite, mumbled a thank you and raced out the door, instead of going to his usual place. One August morning, there was a painting event in your school. Judges from all over the county were coming and you had made a beautiful portrait to win the prize which was a scholarship to your dream university. The portrait was a blend of reds and purples and it was of one of your favourite actresses. You felt very proud of your painting as portraits weren't your strongest power but you didn't want to just paint another boring landscape. The event went on till the afternoon and you kept your eyes peeled for Sunoo in order to show off your painting to him and look at whatever horrible thing he had put on his canvas. The end of the event came with the announcement of the winners. Your ears almost couldn't believe it when you win the first prize. You went up on stage and took your big trophy and your scholarship. Even though your parents were rich, you had always wanted to make it to college on your own without spending much of their money. As you were daydreaming on stage, the booming voice of your English teacher spoke into a microphone. "It is with great delight that I announce that the judges have also decided a person to win the second position! So please put your hands together for Kim Sunoo! Who has won for his portrait of our winner Yang Y/N!" You almost got whiplash from whipping your head around to see Sunoo in his blue cardigan going to receive a silver medal along with a portrait of you in colours of lilac and gold. After the event was over, you dragged Sunoo over to the gym area and asked him aggressively "Why did you paint me? And since when have you gotten so good at painting, Sunoo?' Sunoo looked at you with rather sad eyes and said "I was always good at painting. I just wanted to catch your attention Y/N. And I couldn't think of anyone else who's features I had memorised as well as yours, so I painted you." You were taken aback as you gawked at him and shouted, "But you hate me! You torture me every day. What the absolute hell do you even mean by that sentence?" "I AM IN LOVE WITH YOU Y/N." Sunoo shouted with indignation. "Ever since I joined I have had a crush on you. How can I not? When you've drawn memories in my mind I cannot erase and you've painted colours in my heart I cannot replace!" That was all it took. For you to throw yourself on Sunoo and kiss him, taking in all the love you had for each other. It was safe to say your classmates were very confused when they saw two rivals holding hands and walking out of the gym, smiling brighter than the sun.

[catsofcalifornia]

Foxy Kitty from Southern California Siamese Rescue in San Pedro, California

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This gorgeous Lynx Point with long striped legs, snow shoes and big blue eyes is looking for someone who wants to spoil him. His rescuer found him abandoned on the streets. She said his soft pink pads were NOT that of an experienced outdoor cat. He is healthy and vaccinated.

He is very friendly and will greet with a leg or hand rub. He loves a good chin rub and will thank you with a lick or a gentle nibble. He will even give an adorable face kiss. He is so silky soft to the touch.

He wants to make friendly with the two household cats but they hiss him away. He did react back once so now they are kept apart. I think he would do okay with a friendly non-confrontive non-territorial cat. He stays away from the dog that visits.

He has perfect litter box manners along with good grooming. He uses the scratch pole and not furniture. He is pro at chasing and attacking the feather toy as well as other dangling toys. Also, this kitty loves his treats.

Come and meet this beautiful guy and fall in love.

[residents-of-the-darkforest]

I realized that of the afterlives in Warriors, only two have official names. So I’m gonna make the names for the rest

Loners --> Sun-Bound Place

Loners travel a lot, so it would be logical to assume that where the sun is is an important, or at least daily, aspect of their life so that they do not get lost. When they die, they go here, named such because being ‘bound’ to the sun means they can never get lost from home again--they are where they should be, in a paradise.

Some may also believe that they have become part of the sun (this is up to you) and that they are now what guides their loner kin. 

Rogues --> Sunless Sky

I believe that rogues are the more violent versions of loners, and so they would basically go to the “Dark Forest” equivalent. They go where they cannot even tell where they are. 

They are the colourless night that kits get lost in. Mothers often warn their kits not to leave while she is sleeping, otherwise the nasty rogues who died long ago will capture them and take the kits with them into the black sky, where they’ll be lost forever.

Unlike with the Dark Forest however, because there is no code to guide behaviour, cats from the Sunless Sky can join the Sun-Bound Place if proven trustworthy enough.

Kittypets --> Neverending Twolegplace

For kittypets, much different to warriors, the Twolegplace is their home and, to them, a great place. They imagine it as a Twolegplace that never ends, each home filled with all the toys they could want, large gardens with plenty of trees and perhaps real prey, and each of the homes have a friendly fellow housecat. It is a perfect community.

If they believe the Twolegs come with them depends on the cat, some believe it is only for cats, others believe that the Twolegs come too, but only those who have cats.

Others as well believe that no dogs or other nuisances are present.

Kittypets Who Are Dicks --> Barren Land

The opposite of the Neverending Twolegplace, it is a place that has nothing from a household. No toys, no catfood or nip, no large gardens--no grass at all--no houses. It is a barren desert, basically.

Much like rogues, these cats do not follow a code and are thereby not ‘breaking the law,’ they are only condemned because they can be dangerous and disrupt the peaceful afterlife of others. They may also be able to join the Neverending Twolegplace if proven trustworthy.

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Because kittypets, loners, and rogues are way more widespread than Clan cats, it stands to reason that names of their afterlives may be different as well. These names are the most commonly used among the cats in range of the Clans.

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Taglist: @ambitiousauthor @starfalcon555 @frightnightindustries @elementaldeityoffood @wills-woodland-warriors @liberhoe

[expirisims]

I thought I was Done with the Redden's

Welcome to the next household in the playthrough. The Redden Household. Wait?? Didn't I just get done with that household?

Weeelll, originally, Lori was living with her cousin Shorty and his girlfriend, Jasmine, but even SHE couldn't take it and SP moved her out pretty much at the beginning of the playthrough. I freaking LOVE Lori! She's unique to say the least. Like Jasmine, she is a klepto, but she's also neurotic and talks to herself frequently. Her look is inspired by those of us who've tried and failed at bleaching our hair at home. You know what I'm talking about, making the mistake of applying bleach to your scalp first so the end result is platinum roots and carrot colored length? Yeah...that's NEVER happened to me before...clears throat. Anyway, Lori is a ton of fun when she's not working and she has a super cute cat, Kip, so enjoy!

Cats and dogs are great for catching animals and sniffing out collectables...not so great for keeping furniture looking nice. Even the park bench isn't safe!

Just an average morning of ice cream for breakfast and yelling at herself in the mirror. All while rocking her formal wear of course.

Kip meanwhile is engaged in battle with some kind of little creature. It got away, lucky animal!

Oh Gawd Lori! PLEASE be careful! You don't have any handiness skills and I'm still mourning the loss of a couple of sims in one of my upcoming playthroughs!

Phew! She's safe! And Kip is making friends with a random townie. Hmm...this gives me an idea. Like many of my households, Lori is near broke and doesn't have much in her inventory. However, she lives pretty much behind the community garden so maybe she can collect and sell some produce!

Lori happens to be off work tonight (She's in the Criminal Career) so I thought I'd send her on a date with her boyfriend, Isaiah Gage! I absolutely LOVE these two together! They're both eccentric in their own ways, they make the perfect couple! They're the St. Bernie version of Reggie and Brianna in a way though they're nothing like Reggie or Brianna.

Aww...not bad for being exhausted! Don't worry Isaiah, we'll try another date by the end of my time with Lori. Just promise to wear a shirt next time LOL!

[bagsysworld]

Some Thoughts on the Black Brothers, Dysfunctional Family, and the Good Kind of Hurt.

TW: abusive households, sibling separation, childhood trauma

I’ve been seeing some discourse about the Regulus and Sirius situation (specifically Sirius leaving Grimmauld without Regulus) and as someone who has lived through a very similar situation, I wanted to (project and over share) explain some of the intricacies that I don’t see talked about a lot, particularly in regards to the effect that this kind of trauma had on me and my brother’s relationship. Hopefully this can serve as inspo for people who are writing the Black brothers if you haven’t lived this dynamic and/or don’t have siblings.

Background: I am the youngest sibling. I have a brother who is two years older than me. We were raised by our mother, in a household that was difficult and tumultuous. Our parents are separated and my dad lived far away.

My mother was raised in a very abusive household. I don’t say this to excuse her behavior, but for the sake of the conversation, I want to make note of this generational trauma. The Blacks are chock full of it. As a result of her trauma, she is volatile and quite emotionally reactive when she fears she is losing control. She has a very specific vision of the type of people her children should be, and if we defied her, and threatened what (in her mind) she had worked so hard to build, she lashed out. To my mother, she wasn’t as bad as her own parents, so we were weak if we couldn’t handle it. She viewed her behavior as normal.

Also, regardless of how difficult things were at home, it was VERY important that, to the outside world, everything looked perfect. Public perception was real to her, and whatever went on inside the house was just a means of keeping up that façade. Who we were wasn’t as important as how other people saw us. For anyone writing Walburga into their fics, this is helpful to keep in mind. Rather than just writing her as evil for the sake of being evil, understand this motivation, and you may find a bit more depth in your depiction of her.

But, like my mother, her vision of perfection was just that: a vision. It was unrealistic. It was unobtainable. Nothing would have ever been good enough.

My older brother was always the family scapegoat. Like Sirius, he is outgoing, charming, impulsive, witty, often unpredictable. He loves to have a laugh. He always speaks his mind. He doesn’t like to lose. As you can imagine, this put him at constant odds with my mother. If she was angry, he fought back. He questioned her, disagreed with her. Like Sirius, my brother knows who he is, and he wasn’t going to compromise that to live some life that didn’t even appeal to him.

I, on the other hand, didn’t talk back. Not when I was younger, at least. I was anxious, studious, a perfectionist in every hobby I took up. I didn’t know how to let myself have fun. I never felt like I had earned it. My mother was so loving when I had her approval, and so I chased it. I thought love needed to be earned. I had to be good enough. This is how I view Regulus, especially in their younger years.

As for the sibling dynamic as children… it always gives me a little chuckle when I read a fic where Sirius and Regulus are constantly soft with each other. Imagine them how you like, I don’t want to be condescending to anyone. But there’s no way those two didn’t fight like cats and dogs. Pun intended. My brother loves getting a reaction out of people for fun, and he knew how to press every button to make me mad. I look back on this fondly now, though. He’s my big brother, of course he thinks it’s funny to piss me off. asshole.

But when I was upset, he always knew just how to cheer me up. Not with some tearful heart-to-heart, or a long loving hug, or any of that. More like, he’d force his way into my room, I’d tell him to get out, and we would have an interaction in which he pestered me until I cracked a smile, then he would be ridiculous until I was laughing again and was sufficiently pulled out of my own head. He made it bearable, all the pressure. I didn’t realize how much I needed him until he wasn’t there. But more on that later.

My brother and mother were constantly screaming at each other. But when I got yelled at, I got distant and quiet, and I just said whatever I thought I needed to say to get the hell out of there, so I could lock myself in my room where I felt safe. It scared me, the yelling. And I didn’t understand why my brother always yelled back. It’s not like he was going to change our mothers mind about anything. And it made me angry at him, because he was always looking for a fight, and I always ended up feeling stressed and scared. Our mothers mood would be so sour after they fought, and the floor would be eggshells. It was misplaced anger. But I was a child.

To my brother, this anger made it seem like I was siding with my mother. I was not. I just wanted the fighting to stop. I don’t think Regulus would have been on Walburga’s side either. He was clearly aware of her abusive tendencies. I don’t know anyone with an abusive parent who is like, actually on their side and not just appeasing them so that they can be left alone. But who knows, maybe you know someone like that. There’s a lot of people in this world.

I often see people say that Regulus should have defended Sirius to their parents. Maybe. But also, it wouldn’t have really made any difference, other than both of them getting in trouble. In my experience, my brother knew me, and he never would have expected that level of confrontation from me. I think Sirius would have been the same way. I think he would have preferred Regulus stayed out of it, because he would have felt guilty if Regulus got hurt fighting his fight.

After my mother and brother fought, I would do my best to put him back together. But I wasn’t as good at it as he was. He always knew just how to cheer me up. I always felt like I was falling short. I think that he was hesitant to let me take care of him. I think it made him feel guilty, like he was failing somehow.

He would cope in other ways. Blow off steam at a party, get drunk or high or both. I’d stay awake to make sure he didn’t get caught, didn’t wake up our mother and cause another fight. And he’d let me take care of him then. Simple steps. I gave what I could. It never felt like enough.

He left when he was 16, after a huge fight with our mother. She made me stand in the room, and they both tried to get me to back them up. I clammed up, torn in two. I paid the price for it later.

My brother went to live with my dad. He didn’t ask me to come with him. I don’t think Sirius would have asked Regulus either, though I see that depicted a lot. I think he would have just wanted to get the fuck out. Completely understandable. Plus, even if my brother had asked me, I wouldn’t have gone. What, I was just going to move in with my dad and get on with it all, knowing that my mom was somewhere angry with me, disapproving of me, disappointed in me? It would have eaten me alive. Honestly, him asking me to leave with him never even crossed my mind. And I wasn’t mad at him for that. Devastated, sure, but more so because he was gone. I felt hopeful for him. I wanted him to be happy.

This is where things get tricky, and where I see a lot of people villainize Sirius unfairly. My brother built a new life at a new school. He leaned heavily into the new safety and acceptance that he had found, which he so desperately needed. Just like Sirius when he moved in with the Potters and began considering them to be his real family, and James to be his brother. He was traumatized from his past and didn’t like to think about it, so he built up a wall against us so that he didn’t have to. He was a child, reacting to trauma.

My brother thought that I was against him, because I hadn’t vocalized my support when he asked me to. So I got cut off as well. It fucking sucked, and it pissed me off so much at the time, especially because I had also gotten into trouble with my mother when I didn’t back her up either. And then we were both just pissed at each other. Hurt, and scared, and angry, and stubborn.

All of those feelings felt so grown up at the time, so righteous and justified. It’s funny now, looking back, seeing how immature it all was. If we had just fucking talked to each other, we could have saved ourselves so much misery. We could have saved ourselves.

But I was not encouraged to talk to him. And I had my mothers undivided attention. My brother always commanded the attention of everyone in the room (so Sirius Black coded of him) and suddenly he was gone. It was all on me now. My mothers expectations had been raised unimaginably, to compensate for the loss. I think that this was her insecurity coming in to play. She needed to prove that she didn’t fail. And I needed to be perfect. I had never wanted her undivided attention, just her approval. I never got her approval in the end. Like I said, unattainable. And I eventually reached a breaking point. Not quite as dramatic as defying a dark wizard, stealing a horcrux, and being drowned by Inferi, though i’m sure it did feel like it at the time. I survived though. Bagsy- 1, Regulus- 0.

I talk to my brother now, and we’re healing. We have had a few drunken heart-to-hearts. We love each other. But there’s an ache there, when I think of that time we spent apart. A mistrust that we’re both trying to unlearn, I think. It sucks, because I want to blame the whole thing on our shitty experience, but we were still part of it. It’s still part of us.

I think that even if Regulus and Sirius had reconnected, it would be very touch-and-go. They would remind each other of a very difficult time in their lives, an environment that they are both products of, even if they denounce it. They need each other to get through it, because no one else could understand what they’ve been through. But they hurt each other because of it.

And there’s a grief there, for the relationship and the trust that you want, need, but which feels so out of reach. It feels like it got taken away from us, and (petulantly, I often think) it’s not fair. Sometimes we fight, and I’m scared that we’re too broken by it all to ever be good for each other. I’m scared that I’ll only ever remind him of things he’d rather forget. Then we make up, and I’m reminded: despite the pain we cause each other sometimes, my life is so much better with my brother in it. And I know he feels the same. We’re so young. We have so much time.

Regulus and Sirius didn’t get that time.

tl,dr; call your sibling. go to therapy.

[teecupangel]

So since I saw the corgi Desmond Idea for yew branches, all I can think about is if someone else get reincarnated alongside desmond as another dog. Like say Altair somehow gets reincarnated as a dog, thinking Saluki or Dobermann, too. Also because I find it amusing to think about him yoinking Corgi Desmond because he glows gold. And Desmond who was just chilling in his bag wondering why this dog just snatched him. Along with Jacob having to chase after this surprisingly sneaky dog, who somehow keeps out maneuvering him as he tries to get the Desmond back. Just kept thinking about this when I saw the idea :)

Okay, so nonny, there’s this movie I love as a kid. Used to rewatch it a lot. It’s called Cats & Dogs and it’s such a dumb movie but kid!me loved it so when I read this, I just remember that movie and you know what.

Screw eagle symbolism.

Corgi!Desmond gets yoinked by this bigass dog just as Jacob finally got him from those thugs who stole him from his sweet mom and Desmond is just…

He is sooooo done with this day.

He just wants to go home, take a long bath with the right temperature of water and with two maids massaging him as they clean him then sleep on his comfy doggie bed (which is the fluffiest pillow in the whole Disraeli household. He dragged it out of the Disraeli couple’s bed himself, damn it.)

But he can’t do that because this big ass Canaan dog stole him from what may or may not be an actual Assassin (FINALLY! Where the hell have they all been???) and this was also the perfect way to see how good the Assassin was.

…

…

…

He sucked.

And Desmond wasn’t even sure if the Assassin was just that bad or if this dog that has now dognapped him was just too good?

He was sure that this fucking dog just did a leap of faith and that was a sentence Desmond didn’t think he would ever think about.

This fucking life…

Finally, the big dog managed to shake the Assassin off by diving inside a hole that was just small enough for him but definitely too small for the Assassin. From there, Desmond realized that they were in some kind of underground…

Were those bones?

Oh fuck.

They were in the catacombs.

Desmond finally turned to face the dog and tried to say “Hey, man. I have a home. Just let me go and I won’t bite you.” even though he knew none of the animals he tried to talk to could understand him.

But this dog just went and said through gritted teeth as he kept his jaws clamped on the handles of Desmond's bag, “I’d like to see you try, little one.”

And Desmond’s just… BSOD.

What the fuck.

The dog talked.

He understood Desmond.

And Desmond understood him.

What the ever living fuck.

Too surprised by the sudden appearance of another talking dog, Desmond just let the big dog take him to one of the the deeper catacombs and…

Holy shit.

Was that…

He was pretty sure those clothes in the middle of the room was some kind of Isu clothes similar to what Minerva and Juno wore.

Oh great.

The dog who kidnapped him must be some kind of Isu bullshit that Desmond didn’t want to deal with.

And he was just finally getting used to being a lazy dog.

That’s when he hears another voice…

A more familiar voice.

“You brought another one, Altaïr?”

And a Maremma Sheepdog walks towards them as the Canaan Dog dropped his bag to the floor. He looked at Desmond and sniffed him, making Desmond freeze, before gasping.

“Altaïr, this dog smells like he takes a bath everyday. Did you steal him?”

“I stole him from one of those novices.”

And now that Desmond heard the dog’s name, he realized that, yeah, the dog also sound so fucking familiar. He didn’t realize it before because his voice and words had been a bit hard to understand since he had been holding the handles of Desmond’s bag with his teeth.

“The woman or the man?”

“The man.”

“Ah, poor boy.”

“That doesn’t mean you should steal someone’s dog.” Another familiar voice said and Desmond’s eyes widened even further as he saw a…

Holy shit.

Wolf?

No.

A wolfdog.

And that was the day Desmond realized that he wasn’t the only Assassin to have been reincarnated as a dog.

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The Canine Brotherhood’s main mission?

To find and stop the perpetrators of the disappearing cats and dogs in London!

Evidence suggests that the Templars are involved and they have a lead.

They go to a warehouse that was supposed to be abandoned. Instead, it is filled with dogs and cats that are weirdly docile.

And learn the true perpetrators!

The Feline Templar Rite!

Ronron de Sabmiaou!

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Cesare Bormiao!

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Charmeow Lee!

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And they have the BALL OF EDEN! NO ANIMAL CAN WITHSTAND ITS MIND CONTROL WHEN IT ROLLS!

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AND IT IS UP TO THE CANINE BROTHERHOOD TO STOP THEM!

Altaïr Ibn-La’Ahauhau

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Ezio Baubauditore da Firenze

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Connor Kenwoffwoff

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Desmond Disraeli (He comes from a rich family and no, he will not accept Desmond Milyipyip)

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And, yes, Desmond is the only small dog in their Brotherhood and he hates it. They can easily pick him up using his nice bag. It's embarrassing but it means he doesn't have to walk which is a plus. (All dogs except Desmond are supposed to be native in the Assassin's birthplace)

On the other hand, yes. I did base the Templar cats on a bald cat, a cat who looks like he'll throw a temper tantrum, and a cat with a mustache without a care if they're native to each Templar's birthplace.

(In my defense… I should be sleeping already. I cannot be held responsible for whatever crazy idea my sleep-deprived brain comes up with)

[whataboutmyfries]

Spilled ink

oh my GOSH it has been a hot minute since I wrote these lovely boys!! so here I am, coming at you with small details for fictional kisses oknutzy style!!! headcanoned about this a while ago in the sw discord and it hasn't left my mind since so here we are! characters are by the wonderful @lumosinlove featuring art by my lovely friend @tobi-tobi-tobi who somehow manages to look into my brain with every single one of their pieces and this one was no different :)

enjoy!

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1.Whispering ''kiss me'' to your lover

Right, so I’ve been thinking about LionFish reading and annotating a book together non stop :’) 

The two of them get cosy and comfy with their different coloured pens, smiling goofily at each other as they crack open the book, jumping into a brand new adventure together. 

If you were to go look at the book after they were done with it, there’s all these little signs of love over every inch of available space.

There’s wobbly tear spots that are outlined and doodled around where the words hit just a little bit too close to home 

Sticky notes over the typewriter ink where the feeling were too big for the page to hold

Leo draws little fishes swimming across the margins and it makes Finn a lovely-dovey mess; Every. Single. Time.

Naturally Lolo sees Finn scribbling in one of his precious books, gets curious, and decides to give this whole annotating thing a go.

One day Lolo just hands Finn a book with a scribbled note inside the cover saying 'hey, i read this and it made me think of you xx' and the first thing Finn notices is that the top right corner is like a centimetre or so thicker than the rest of the book from where Lolo's dog-eared all his favourite parts and Finn english major O Hara’s eye just twitches as he tries his best to not implode

He loves it. He cries. 

It’s this book of heartwrenching, delightfully emotional poetry about love and pining. And Logan’s scribbles about Harvard, and Finn, and finding him and Leo, and finding himself through them are so vulnerable and heartfelt that the only time Finn can read the book without sobbing his eyes out for hours is if he’s wrapped up in his Logan, head resting on Logan’s strong chest so he can lean up and whisper a hoarse “kiss me” when the memories are too big and too much to handle. 

It’s one of Finn’s most prized possessions. 

Leo annotating for Finn on the other hand…..

Picture if you will: What if Leo's current read is some historical fiction book and when he hands it to finn it's basically more than twice its original size and won't even close anymore from the sheer volume of sticky notes that Leo's put in there pointing out historical inaccuracies or just dropping cute lil history facts

Finn is a mess of heart eyes and undying love as he works his way through the behemoth of the book, and it still holds a treasured place on his bookshelf 

Yet another of his most prized possessions 

Fun fact: It’s only when they get into reading together that Leo finds out that Finn will use anything as a bookmark 

One day he comes home to find the household cat’s (king’s) face smooshed gently between the pages of Finn’s latest paperback, his whiskers peeking out the pages as he sleeps

Leo can’t decide between snapping a picture and laughing his ass off (he does both) 

Of course, in an effort to get their beloved Lolo into reading, the boys decide to annotate a book for him together, potentially giving him an incentive to read it. 

They find a brilliant thriller/horror+romance book that they think Logan would enjoy and they spend hours poring over it (even though it gives leo the heebie jeebies at times) and annotating it for Lolo, Logan's super confused as to why his boyfriends are reading the same book at the same time, like ???? this is so dumb? Why don’t they just take turns? it's it awkward to have to wait for the other person to finish reading? wouldn't it be easier to do it one by one? but when they're both finally finished writing all over it and making it perfect for their boy (there's absent-minded doodles of fleur-de-lis all over the margins in the purple pen that Leo used and little stick-figure drawing of the three of them in Finn's orange ink. It clashes horribly (Logan loves it). they give to him all wrapped up and pretty and Lolo tears up a little

When Logan's reading it, he can't help but laugh at the cacophony of purple and orange on every square inch of available space and the book quickly becomes his most prized possession. He knows it's a horror book and it's supposed to be scary and stuff, but how is he supposed to be scared when there's stick figure Finn with the most floofy hair brandishing a sword against a monster that doesn't look even remotely like the thing described in the book as he holds stick-figure logan in astronomically muscly arms?

Sometimes when Leo can't sleep, Logan grabs the book and reads to Leo, though Leo usually loathes thrillers/horror books. He's lying with his head pillowed on Logan's chest listening to the rumble of his sleep-hoarse voice as Lolo does silly voices for Leo and Finn's annotations and that's how Leo reads the book start to finish without being scared

Just them being happy and in love and the intricate rituals of storytelling <3

[spectermansion]

taylor swift legacy challenge 🦋✨☔️🧣🕊️🐍💕🌲🍷🕰️

— SURPRISE!!! hi!! welcome to my very first written out legacy challenge. it’s no big surprise that i love taylor swift AND the sims, so here i am, combining the two. she has ten albums, legacies have ten generations, there you have it. the hashtag for this will be swiftlp because i cannot genuinely think of anything better. let’s get into the…

rules below the cut!

- this legacy will require most packs other than batuu and the kits - aging must be turned on, but you can have it at any length you wish (normal/long recommended!). i'd recommend pausing aging during generations three and seven's university runs. - each goal must be met before the new heir takes over. - as for partners, they can have random aspirations/traits unless specified! they don’t need to complete it. - don't give the sims dramatic makeovers or personality adjustments (again, unless specified). slight changes to the appearance are fine but leave their facial features be! - there should be no need for money cheats other than like…freerealestate. there will be plenty of opportunities to grind for those simoleans. - if you do this challenge, tag me or use the hashtag swiftlp! i’d love to see it!

🦋 gen 1 - debut

“oh, i'm just a girl, trying to find a place in this world…” ever since you were a little kid, music has been your biggest dream. now, you’re a ditzy, daydreaming, young adult who is out on your own for the first time in your life. life is full of adventure in your humble opinion. you’ve always wanted to make people smile, so the only logical choice is to establish a music career before you dream of settling down later in life. - traits: music lover, cheerful, ambitious - aspiration(s): musical genius, big happy family - career: entertainer (musician branch) - world: any non-city objectives - master the singing, guitar, and charisma skills. - reach level ten in the entertainer career before you finish adulthood - date around during your young adulthood before marrying your best friend when you become an adult. have two children after you get married. - finish the musical genius aspiration before having your kids. then, switch to the big happy family aspiration. - optional: have a garden!

✨ gen 2 - fearless

"but with you, i'd dance in a storm in my best dress, fearless." you grew up in a perfect, loving family. you believe in all of those fairytales that your mother told you, even though what they consist of is fake. there's one thing that's real in them though: love. you want nothing more than to grow up and fall in love. yet when you grow up, you discover that real-life love isn't all it's cracked up to be. - traits: bookworm, romantic, childish - aspiration(s): soulmate, best-selling author - career: freelance writer - world: any, copperdale objectives - meet a sim in your teen years that you have an on-and-off relationship into adulthood with. break up twice and get engaged. break up and after this, stay apart. - have a great relationship with both parents until the end of your teenage years and move away from home. they don't approve of your relationship. - master the writing skill. write mostly romance novels. - have one child with your rocky romance. move them into your household as this will be the heir. - never finish the soulmate aspiration. switch it to best-selling author after you break off your engagement. - move to a secluded part of copperdale (or any woodsy-ish world) to raise your child. you don't need them getting hurt! adopt as many cats as you want. go nuts. - optional: have a dog named white horse

☔️ gen 3 - speak now

"you learn my secrets and you figure out why i'm guarded. you say we'll never make my parents' mistakes..." after the life your parent had, they are extremely overprotective of you. they just want what's best for you, right? you don't know much about their life before you except that they had a rocky relationship with your other parent. oh well! that's their business. you're off to college in a new town and ready to mess things up. you're only young once! - traits: genius, cat lover, outgoing - aspiration(s): friend of the world, serial romantic - career: social media (any branch), critic (food branch) - world: britechester, windenburg objectives - get all a's until you graduate high school. - attend college at either school you'd like and complete your degree. i'd recommend turning aging off during this time. - never date until you are in college. your parent forbids it. once you can, date around all throughout your young adult life. - master the charisma and mixology skills. - reach level 5 in the social media career before switching to the critic career in your adulthood. mid-life crisis! - marry the fling you had the highest relationship with at the end of young adulthood. have as big of a family as you'd like! they're your soulmate! - ...until you have an affair with someone during adulthood. have a child with them. this will be the heir! - optional: have your sim master the guitar skill.

🧣gen 4 - red

"ugh, so he calls me up and he's like, "i still love you." and i'm like, "i just, i mean, this is exhausting, you know? like, we are never getting back together, like, ever..." you are the black sheep of your family, but you could never exactly figure out why. as soon as you're old enough, you get out of there to make it big in life! it's your dream to make it as an actor. school was never really your thing, so you drop out early and move to del sol valley to find yourself. - traits: creative, gloomy, perfectionist - aspiration(s): master actor, mansion baron - career: actor - world: del sol valley objectives - participate in drama club until you drop out. - master the acting, wellness, and violin skills. - date two people in your lifetime. the first is a relationship so bad it ruins your perception of love. stay single until you meet your second love interest on set. have a big white wedding! - reach level 10 of the acting career as an adult. - have as many kids as you'd like with your spouse. - move to tartosa to settle down before you retire. - optional: have your sim wear red lipstick with every outfit besides sleep. no one wears lipstick to bed.

🕊️ gen 5 - 1989

"heartbreak is the national anthem, we sing it proudly!" you grew up in the spotlight and LOVED it. heck, your parents are famous celebrities! they were humble people who loved their family as much as they could. you got everything you wanted and more. you might be spoiled, but you deserved it, right? what do you mean you have to be a responsible adult all on your own now? - traits: outgoing, high maintenance, non-committal - aspiration(s): city native, party animal - career: simfluencer (teen), style influencer - world: san myshuno objectives - move to a nice apartment in san myshuno as soon as you turn into a young adult. your parents love you so much that they bought it for you! - attend every festival - go out at least twice a week and throw parties once a week! you're a social butterfly for a reason! - oh no! spend all of your money and move to a needs tlc apartment. - date around until you get pregnant from a one-night stand. marry them, but never have a high relationship with them. cheat on them with hired help. - master the singing and charisma skills. - move to a penthouse once you're back on your feet - only have one child. - optional: have your sim's favorite drink be wine

🐍 gen 6 - reputation

"but i got smarter, i got harder in the nick of time. honey, i rose up from the dead, i do it all the time." you never had a real connection with either of your parents; everything in your childhood was superficial. all you ever wanted was a real family. if you weren't hanging out with your butler, you were on the streets of san myshuno late into the night. darkness called your name, so you abandoned everything you knew for another life...the life of a criminal. - traits: active, evil, family-oriented - aspiration(s): public enemy, super parent - career: criminal - world: any objectives - have a non-existent relationship with both parents, but a high relationship with the live-in butler. - master the fitness, mischief, and parenting skills. - reach level ten of the criminal career (either branch). - have a relationship with a sim that has the exact opposite personality as you (good, friendly, etc.). marry them as an elder. - adopt one child and be very close to them. give them the best life you can. - optional: throw a party every new years eve if you have seasons

💕 gen 7 - lover

"and there's a dazzling haze, a mysterious way about you dear. have i known you 20 seconds or 20 years?" you may not have had much growing up, but you had love. love, love, love. this love showed you that the world is a good place and nothing bad ever happens, right? wrong. when your parent tells you that they're a criminal, your world comes shattering down. everything else sucks outside of your little bubble. can you make the world less cruel? - traits: good, overachiever, romantic - aspiration(s): academic, soulmate - career: law (private attorney branch) - world: any objectives - have a high relationship with your parent until your late teenage years. - meet a sim during childhood and become best friends, later high school sweethearts. marry them after you finish college. - pursue a distinguished degree in history as soon as you finish high school. - master the charisma, logic and research and debate skills. i'd recommend starting early so you can get that distinguished degree. - reach level ten of the law career - have as many children as you'd like. - reconnect and become best friends with your parent before they die. even have them move in! - optional: have a child named betty be the heir!

🌲 gen 8 - folklore

"i want to watch wisteria grow right over my bare feet 'cause i haven't moved in years." you grew up in a chaotic but loving household where there wasn’t a moment of quiet. of course, you love your family, but you are a loner by nature and always preferred to spend your time with your pets or doing art. you come out of your shell during your teen years, but are you making the wrong choice? - traits: loner, creative, loves the outdoors - aspiration(s): country caretaker - career: sustain yourself off of your farm and royalties from painting and writing - world: henford-on-bagley objectives - have the highest relationship possible with your pets. even higher than your siblings. - make one best friend as a child. - during your teen years, date a sim you meet at school. break up when they cheat on you at the beginning of your young adulthood. woohoo with them one last time and “surprisingly” end up pregnant. - immediately move to henford-on-bagley after you graduate. have no contact with anyone except your best friend. you can play off the grid if you’d like. - master the gardening and painting skills. if you’re feeling funky, master cross-stitching and writing, too. - publish books and sell your paintings in addition to running your farm. - marry your best friend as an adult. - only have one child. - optional: have three cats!

🍷 gen 9: evermore

"long story short, it was a bad time; long story short, i survived." you grew up on a farm isolated from the rest of the world. even though you had loving parents and all the animals a child could want, you wanted nothing more than a big family. as soon as you could, you knew you'd have the picture-perfect family you'd always dreamed of...or so you thought. - traits: good, foodie, proper - aspiration(s): big happy family, master chef - career: culinary (chef branch) - world: any objectives - as soon as you become a young adult, move out of your parents' house and to a new world. - get a job in the culinary career to support yourself. - become romantically involved with the first sim you meet. have a whirlwind romance and get married only to find out that they have the hates children trait. - reach level 5 of your career before quitting to focus on family and saving your marriage. - have four children with your spouse. - when you become an adult, divorce them and move your family to a new world. your spouse gets weekend visits. - rejoin the culinary career back at level 5 and continue to level 10. it is okay to cheat to get here! - master the cooking and knitting skills. - marry a coworker and have two more children. - optional: open a restaurant called olive garden!

🕰️ gen 10: midnights

"i'll stare directly at the sun but never in the mirror...it must be exhausting, always rooting for the anti-hero." your family is a big, blended mess of people who aren't exactly the best, but they tried. and now it's your turn. you always wanted to be better than your siblings, but your parents always preached that all of you meant the same to them. can you prove your worth as the best to them and yourself? - traits: self-absorbed, ambitious, adventerous - aspiration(s): extreme sports enthusiast - career: part-time barista - world: mt. komorebi objectives - have low relationships with each of your siblings. - master the skiing, snowboarding, fitness, and rock climbing skills. - meet and date a sim you meet on the slopes. - have a family after you master one of the winter skills. - reconnect with your siblings - optional: decorate with midcentury decor!

[wagner-fell]

Headcanons for Beatrix and Grey because I just wrote their first meeting and I’m screaming about them rn:

1. Beatrix is one of three people who calls Grey by his actual first name, Garrett, though she only does so in private. Grey is obsessed with the way she says his name, like it actually means something instead of just being some name on a piece of paper

2. Grey didn’t actually figure out that Beatrix and Benedict were siblings but feels like an idiot when he finds out because THEY LITERALLY HAVE THE SAME EYES AND HE NEVER NOTICED. He honestly thought Benedict and Beatrix hooked up or something because of the tension between them when they first interacted

3. Typically they just call each other “Bea” and “Garrett”, but when they’re alone? It’s almost sickeningly sweet. A lot of loves, babes, honeys. It’s honestly gross at times. Don’t even get me started on their actual pet names for each other, I’ll never shut up then

4. I mentioned that Beatrix sees black cats as lucky, rather than unlucky, right? And guess what, Grey has a little black cat named Cleocatra, aka Cleo (she was named by his younger sister) and Beatrix loves her sm

5. Beatrix and Grey’s powers balance each other out. Beatrix controls shadows and he controls fire. So while Benedict’s control of light completely cancels out Beatrix, Grey’s is like a bright spot in a sea of darkness

6. Grey and Beatrix sometimes go on long walks around town and campus with Beatrix’s dog, Daybreak. It’s actually really cute. They’ll be walking at a leisurely pace, Beatrix holding on to Grey’s arm, while Grey is holding Daybreak’s leash and the two of them are just talking

7. Grey doesn’t trust Kells as far as he can throw him but he would never let Beatrix know that. He personally takes more issue with his parenting methods rather than his whole evil thing. He did try to trust him and see what Beatrix saw, but all Grey saw was a terrible parent who loves his kids but loves power more, so he always keeps an eye out for him

8. Benedict didn’t initially approve of Grey’s relationship with Beatrix, partly because he didn’t know what kind of game his sister was playing and didn’t want his best friend caught up in it, but also partly because he’s fiercely protective of Beatrix and doesn’t want Grey to hurt her

9. Grey is mainly upset that Beatrix didn’t tell him about anything that was happening to her or what her plans were. It hurt him deeply and later he lets her know that because we stan healthy communication in this household. He just wishes she trusted him enough to let him be her partner in crime and to be honest with him instead of lying

10. Beatrix describes Grey as being her anchor, keeping her steady when she’s freaking out or when things get too stressful. He keeps her from drowning and she gets so used to that feeling that it’s hard to adjust when they’re broken up and separated by a war and thousands of miles between them (both physically and metaphorically)

11. When they break up, Beatrix cuts off her long hair because he always loved her hair. While Grey, does the opposite, and grows out his hair because he couldn’t be bothered to cut it

12. Grey inevitably joins Beatrix and Kells’ side when it comes down to it. He doesn’t necessarily believe in what Kells does or what he stands for, but he thinks it the only way he can be with Beatrix. And he can protect her better from beside her, rather than watch from the other side and not be able to do anything

13. Beatrix is the first person that Grey has ever truly loved

This is a lot longer then I planned it to be-

Okay so many thoughts

5 is just so perfect I could scream, I am literally in love with the way you phrased that

THE FUCK DO YOU MEAN THEY BREAK UP

THE FUCK DO YOU MEAN “BEATRIX AND KELLS” SIDE KELLS IS DEAD RILEY?!?!????

[marinerainbow]

//Now I'm just thinking of Psycho playing with a TV dial and flicking through channels and Kitty has to stop him before he breaks it. He's also gone through several lamps, shook the batteries out of a walkman and electrocuted himself on the mains. Looking after him is a full time job. But it's worth it when he hugs her midsection and gives her a perfect cat-sound or barks like a dog because he knows she thinks it's adorable.

(Also his whole existence everyone's always treated him how he was drawn: a crazed loon with a barber's razor and a one-track mind. She managed to not only look through his drawn-that-way stereotype, she's empathetic enough towards real life mental illness that she thinks his animators did him and others a disservice by making him such as caricature. But she accepts his crazy eyes, spiky hair and straight jacket. Nobody thinks he can understand or comprehend the world around him but he understands a lot more than he lets on. He's never been shown kindness by a human but it's good to not be hit by a flying object or tied to some zappy chair. He'll act as her loyal guard dog whenever they go somewhere dangerous.)

Awww, these two...We need to talk about Kitty and Psycho more often. They're so sweet ^^

I'm just imagining that for some reason, Kitty has to go through Downtown. Probably visiting the weasels' household for the first time, and Psycho's spidey-senses kicked in and he ran to Kitty's location. And then refused to leave her side until she was safe again ^^

[thetremorssaga]

Some facts about Burt Gummer

-Frosted Flakes are "Grrrrreat" because Burt Gummer said so.

-Just because you're paranoid, doesn't mean Burt Gummer is not out to get you.

-Heather Gummer did not go to visit her sister. She was used as graboid bait.

-Assblasters do not carry eggs. They carry calcium deposits that have formed around Burt Gummer's bullets.

-Graboids are only endangered because of Burt Gummer.

-Graboids lay dormant for 300 years out of fear of Burt Gummer.

-Shriekers reproduce at incredible rates to keep up with Burt Gummer's kill count.

-Graboids don't really have three tentacles. They originally had five, but Burt Gummer shot two off.

-Graboids don't stink. They reak out of fear of Burt Gummer.

-The original mascot for every school was Burt Gummer. But he demanded royalties in 50-mil. tank rounds, which were too expensive.

-At the end of each Tremors film/show, Stampede Entertainment includes the following disclaimer: "We wish we could say no graboids were hurt in the making of this film, but Burt Gummer condems all liars."

-The original mascot for Corn Flakes was an assblaster, up until 1990. The year Burt Gummer was born.

-Shriekers and assblasters are only deaf because of the sounds of Burt Gummer's elephant gun.

-Nessie does not show up for tour boats anymore. The last time she did, she came face to face with Burt Gummer.

-Maguyver may be able to build a helicopter out of a paperclip and duct tape, but Burt Gummer can blow it up.

-Burt Gummer trained Yoda.

-Four pounds of C-4 is never enough. Because Burt Gummer said so.

-Burt Gummer single-handedly brought down the Romulan Imperial Fleet, using only "a few household chemicals in the proper proportions."

-The Phantom of the Opera's face is so deformed because he dared defy Burt Gummer.

-Sauron got his idea for the Ring from Burt Gummer's hat.

-Dick Cheney did not shoot his hunting partner. Burt Gummer did.

-Graboids exist for the sole purpose of Burt Gummer's target practice.

-Burt Gummer is Chuck Norris's role model.

-Burt Gummer does not teach his Survival School students how to make potato guns. He teaches them how to turn potatos into anti-tank rounds.

-Burt Gummer did not start on a BB gun. He started on tomahawk missles.

-Burt Gummer does not need a deity to condone such irony. He condones it himself.

-Burt Gummer does not own a cat or a dog. He owns an assblaster.

-When Burt Gummer's power wagon breaks down, he rides El Blanco.

-It never rains in Perfection Valley. Graboid guts just fall from the sky.

-The Marines rejected Burt Gummer for being too hardcore.

-The Tremors series ended because the Graboid Union got sick of working with Burt Gummer.

-The only reason Melvin Plug is still alive is because Burt Gummer knows El Blanco doesn't eat junk food.

-The last time another graboid dared enter Perfection Valley is the last time it rained.

-The Oklahoma City Bombing was not due to Timmothy McVey. Burt Gummer missed his target.

-The only reason California has earthquakes is Burt Gummer.

-Humans are only at the top of the food chain because Burt Gummer does all the hunting.

-Burt Gummer was originally in a band, until he had the brilliant idea of using his elephant gun for sound effects. The result was the loss of his band.

-Voldermort was digging through Burt Gummer's trash and became all-powerful when he found a used condom.

-Voldermort disappeared because of Burt Gummer.

-Burt Gummer sank Atlantis with his elephant gun.

-Although Burt Gummer does not own a dog, he does enjoy a game of fetch on the weekends. With El Blanco, a watch, and a toy truck.

-Burt Gummer is paranoid of himself.

-Burt Gummer had a sebaceous cyst removed. That cyst is what we now call "Chuck Norris". (Thanks to Alan Wells of Phoenix, AZ)

-Mark Zuckerburg secretly works for Burt Gummer.

-You never heard of Hawks on Burt Gummer's hat? That's 'cause he made them extinct and wears it as a trophy. (Alex Harman of House Springs, Missouri)

-Michael Gross even fears Burt Gummer. That's why he's Anti-Gun Control. (Alex Harman)

-The Ghostbusters only have a plasma gun because Burt sold it to them so he could buy the elephant gun.

-Burt Gummer stalks Slender Man.

-Slender Man couldn't sleep after a night of researching Burt Gummer.