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I listened when y'all needed a listener But found none when I wanted someone to listen to

~rahul

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OC Sportlight — Ser Rahul Qorgyle

birthplace: Sandstone, Dorne asoiaf era: House of the Dragon; Pre-Dance of Dragons themes: cognitive disability, hating your own mental illness/disability Sandstone + Targaryen history: shortly after Aegon's conquest, Sandstone's castle was burned by Balerion and Vhagar riden by Aegon and Queen Visenya. Technically, House Qorgyle never submitted to House Targaryen

The Before

Ser Rahul Qorgyle was much like the other knights of the realm, who were set to inherit their family's title. He drank, he gambled, he whored, he was boisterous, he was loud, he fought, he was a proper man. He was raised on the story of the Targaryen conquerors and the horrors suffered by the hands of the incest dragon freaks. His favorite hobby was beating the life out of their supporters. Ser Rahul entered the King's tourney, excited for the chance to get his hands on one of the Targaryens royals. He was prepared to take the chance to end them, just as his family trained him to do.

The Aftermath

There was an accident, at the King's Tourney. Ser Rahul was kicked in the head by a horse. He was left in the Maester's care in King's Landing, and has never left. His younger sister took the helm of House Qorgyle at Sandstone, and thought it best the mentally incompetent true heir remain far away, as to not embarrass the family to their peoples. Reluctantly, Rahul remains in King's Landing, even years after his incident. His brain no longer works the way it once did, it no longer served him. He sometimes struggles to speak. He has trouble reading, and doing sums. The light hurts his eyes, and he suffers from regular migraines. Whenever he is persuaded to restart his sword training, he quickly gets frustrated with his lack of ability and holds up in his rooms instead. He hates his mind, he hates his body, he hates what his life turned out to be. He hates that he struggles for every basic thing he achieves. He would sacrifices whatever the gods asked to get his old life back. But, that's not how it works. His younger sister has taken over the family, taken what is rightfully his. Rahul knows he has to prove himself if he wants to regain what is rightfully his. And maybe helping the fall of the Targaryen dynasty once and for all is all it'll take...

a/n: I don't know about you, but there are plenty of times that I hate my mental disabilities. Also, you never see characters with cognitive disabilities, so I challenged myself to make one. Also, Dev Patel is my forever crush, you can't take him away from me. The Green Knight is one of my favorite movies, so I needed to put that muse somewhere~

Always love to hear how OCs fit into others' stories, so send me any inspo, muse, stories, or characters you think of~

[head-full-of-things]

The problem with The Fall Of The House Of Usher is that I know Napoleon is this horrible person that I'm supposed to hate and his death is a result of his sins but he's played by Rahul Kohli and I can't help but like him :/

[opheliaweeps]

been on a bollywood kick recently, and im rewatching k3g (as one should do at least once a year, if only for the songs), and im just marvelling at the gall rohan had to burst into ‘wah wah ramji’ to technically tell rahul & anjali that he’s family.

like, the absolute audacity of this little shit is truly the mindset I aspire to have in life.

[aashiqeddiediaz]

Hello hi hello absolutely VIBRATING here over the Anjali+Rahul/Buck+Eddie parallels- your mind, YOUR MIND.

Did you have any further thoughts on the love triangles in both scenarios? Because the way I see it, Christopher would be perfect to get Buck and Eddie back together 🤭

@oneawkwardcookie and I actually planned out a whole kuch kuch hota hai au a couple years ago, and as the seasons have gone on, it's kinda been more and more obvious.

originally, we did nothing but change the names for the au and it worked really well. i'm not gonna share all the details here since we're still planning it and i've been working on it since we found out about the basketball thing, but my thoughts are all scrambled because it just works so perfectly for them.

I'll give you this snippet tho:

Eddie stands in front of the grave for a long time. Everyone else had filtered out amidst condolences and grievances, shared snippets of memories better forgotten, thinly-veiled platitudes for his loss, and empty words that left him feeling hollower than before. Only he remains in the sprawling cemetry, the evening weighing down on him. He feels scraped out, hollow from the inside out as he looks down at the tombstone with his wife’s name on it.

[slayernina]

Speculation Time: season 6

Season 5 had his highs and lows and surely it’s divisive among the fandom. For me, it has some of the best ideas of the show but badly executed. Since the fandom more or less agreed about how rushed everything was on season 5, what would you have changed in the case season 6 was green lighted? What would you have cut, or change, or rearrange, or extend from season 5 into season 6?

The episodes are separated into Plot A (Liv’s brains) and Plot B (what characters do outside the murder of the week, during the full season).

My ideas:

During season 5

From 5x01 to 5x06 everything is more or less the same, but most of scenes related to Plot As and Bs are separated and rearranged:

• Plot A. Rose McIver will continue to entertain us with her acting abilities and over the top brains, but the brains are used again to make Liv reflect on her undead life, like on season 1.

• Plot B. Instead of a terminal disease, Evan joins the Renegade team on 5x01. Liv and Evan work together and had all that deleted plot of Evan’s sexuality. He starts living with Liv, appears regularly and hangs out with the heroes during season 5 and 6. Evan could help Liv with a case and after an episode full of sibling banter, reveals his sexuality (and his boyfriend). Eva also appears mid season 5 a couple of times.

• Plot B. Martin should have been introduced earlier on season 5 and should have stood around more, both as Liv's dad and as an antagonist, so his murder was more impactful (and the fact he was the creator of Utopium too). He would have been killed around 5x11 anyway. In that episode, a Martin/Eva flashback of their relationship would have been good.

• Plot B. Enzo/Major are more or less the same as the real season 5, and both are expanded well into season 6 (their character arcs and ending are also the same). Justin is a frenemie during both seasons, but we see how he got into the Big Brother cult. There is also at least one Liv/Justin scene discussing their past relationship.

• Plot B. More Dale interacting with the heroes in all episodes until the end of season 6. She has Baby Olivia at the end of season 5.

• Plot B. More Darcy, at least one scene in half of the episodes. How she went so hard into Don E? Why she was so on board with Blaine’s gang? Introduce her formally as Don E’s girlfriend to the heroes and make them interact with her. Of the good guys, she only met briefly Major and he never asked why she was there, when clearly she wasn’t a zombie, a drug dealer nor a prostitute… The fact Blaine tried to hide Darcy in the basement with him can spark several fics itself lol. Maybe Liv or Ravi can brought up Isobel to her, and she reacts with “I’m not a sick angel or a placement goldfish” reaction. We could have had an exploration of another type of sociopath, or just how sick people =/= good. Her death and why she died would have happened around the end of season 6.

• Plot B. Until 5x10 aka the Noir Episode, more Candy. I just love her. We never really knew why she went on Blaine's side so willingly even when she was human, and given how she was the only "bad" zombie character surviving, she deserved more scenes. For those who watched Lucifer, the Candy of that show acted like a dumb bimbo but it was all a charade. At the end, this seemed to be her case.

• Plot B. Dolly Durkins is clearly the Big Bad of this season. She confronts Peyton in public over and over again and mess with Fillmore Graves in secret. At the end of the season, she has become Mayor because she spilled Peyton’s idea of how she got the budget for the HiZombie webshow. When she is about to take charge, one of Mr. Boss minions kills her on live TV.

• Plot A. Ditch Sporty!Liv, it didn’t add anything to the plot, the character and it wasn´t fun to watch (except the kegel exercises and the Pavi sex scene). Keep the scenes with the Death Enders and choose instead another brain.

• Plot A. Liv eating the brain of a drug addict. Let's watch the show from "the other side". Plot B could be an investigation at the Scratching Post, but following the everyday of the workers instead (this must happen before 5x10 aka the noir episode). Candy went from one scene Trivial Genie, to cosmetologist, to the only human at a brain zombie scheme, to mutineer, to Madame, to the only member of Blaine´s gang getting away (and surviving). Tanner was one of Major’s kids that went wrong and we never explored that. Darcy became Don E’s girlfriend. Why. I need more of those people. You know your society doesn’t work if regular people are better under someone like Blaine than having a normal life in “the system”. Blaine and the Eberhard twins could count this in regard to Mr. Boss, so a flashback or conversation of how they ended working for Mr. Boss could have been great. Bonus points if Tanner’s sister makes a cameo and is played by Julia Garner aka Ruth from Ozark (after all, Blaine’s accountant is called Marty XD).

• Plot A. Brain of a journalist. Liv investigates something and the episode brings back Steph (it’s a news camerawoman), Shawna (she is a blogger) and Rachel (she is a journalist and made a cameo on the real season 5). The three of them roast Ravi and Major together. Plus, Al Bronson is around that and joins the investigation and non-officially the hero group in the following episodes.

-Major trashes the place while Liv is hiding, drama with both Major and Justin.

-Clive (and somehow Ravi) spend a full episode learning to be a father with puppets, Dale is Liv´s investigator partner.

-A brief scene of Blaine, Don E, Darcy or Al going to the morgue for whatever reason, to find out it’s the afternoon shift instead and Liv and Ravi were on their free day XD. Bonus points if there is a girl like Liv and a boy like Ravi. More bonus points if Liv 2.0 is played by Kristen Bell and Ravi 2.0 is Raymond Ablack (there’s no budget and schedule limit for imagination lol).

• Plot B. Al is introduced like she was on 5x04, but she goes on a full relationship with Blaine. Meanwhile she “investigates for the article”, she helps Liv with cases since she has access to more information, and helps destroying some minor Blaine and Dolly’s business. It looks for the audience like she was sent as a mole by Blaine, but at 5x13, turns out she was destroying him, Liv, and all Mr. Boss enemies, and her real identity (and the article) is revealed.

• Plot B. Blaine spend season 5 living his best life, fluffy scenes with Al included. He got everything he wanted but at the end of season 5 he is annihilated by Mr. Boss and Al´s article and his last scene is going to prison.

Season 6

• Plot B. Call-backs to other seasons, after all is the last one. Make it feel like a big reunion. Bringing back characters like Johnny Frost, Johnny Frost's unknown wife (insert someone like Godess Gina Torres here lol), the lawyer, Jimmy, Vampire Steve, Pam, the group of superheroes… Also call-backs to past brains or jokes.

• Plot B. Evan betrays the Renegade group because Enzo took his boyfriend, but at the end of season 6 he is the one killed at the news station in a dramatic way after shooting Enzo instead of that what’s-his-name-teacher.

• Plot B. More Ravi (and Blaine, Don E…) reacting to brains. The brains used on other characters other than Liv was severely underused.

• Michelle is killed at the end too, but we get to see Clive-Dale-Michelle coparenting before.

• Plot B. 6x01. Season 6 would have happen during 2020, so this would have been one of the shows that got cancelled or halted because of the pandemic XD. I propose to use it for plot reasons. Seattle is fully safe because of the wall. People are dying outside everywhere, so Mr. Boss uses all those extra brains to feed the city. He is appointed as the new Mayor because people, humans and zombies alike, prefer to be feed and safe. Riots of people in favour and contrary to Mr. Boss ensue. Mr. Boss and Al are a powerful Evil Team, like Vaughn Du Clark and Rita were, but this people did love and care for each other. But around 6x10, Blaine goes on full berserk and kills everyone (they are just humans after all).

• Plot A. 6x02. Brain of a dull office worker ala Colin Robinson from What We Do In The Shadows. To compensate the boredom of the brain, the rest of the characters should be bonding. The show is severely lacking on terms of family bonding overall. Clive introduces Dale to his parents (or viceversa) and we discover they are amazingly embarrasing XD. Plot twist at the end of the episode: turns out the office worker wasn’t killed, it was a suicide. Liv and the other zombies reflects on how being undead have make them alive and make things they wouldn’t have done, retaking that Liv/Blaine conversation about being a zombie of 2x06.

• Plot A. 6x03. Brain of a housewife/househusband with vivid imagination, thus creating a musical episode. Liv eating Rachel Bloom's brain and not turning anything into a musical only in Liv's imagination was a waste of a brain. Plus half of the cast can sing/play instruments so… Insert here over the top Moulin Rougesque musical numbers. At the end of the episode, we discover the housewife used musical numbers as a way to cope with their abusive partner.

• Plot A. 6x04: Surgeon doctor in a hospital episode. A what if episode of Liv reflecting what she could have been. Plot B could be more exploration about the Freylinch kids. They were crucial but we only know "they are super cheerful, macabre kids". One of them was the victim and other was the murderer. Let's explore terminal diseases (yes, I watched The Midnight Club) and how that affect people and their caretakers. Darcy should take the centre of the stage here. Eva Moore helps with the investigation too.

-After the hospital episode, she joins the Renegade team. Cue to hilarious scenes in which a Karen follows all the characters (I would kill for a scene of Eva confronting Don E and asking for the manager XD). Despite everything, she is useful around, though.

• Plot A. 6x05. Religious zealot. Also bringing back some Brother Love fanatics, their ideology shouldn't have disappeared like that. Maybe Liv has to eat that brain in secret because the family didn’t want “the corpse corrupted” or whatever. In a show of undead people, I’m surprised the idea of souls/aftermath/etc only gets briefly explored in a couple of throwaway lines during a Chase/Blaine scene.

Plot B. Angus tried to play matchmaker with Liv and Blaine. Blaine and the Eberhard twins worked for Martin. Something must be done with this, please.

• Plot A. 6x06. Bridezilla. Liv eats a paranoid soon to be bride, and the episode is full of Lilymoore scenes. In the heat of the moment, bringing back her one night stand with Chase to create drama with Major. At the end, Liv and Major agree to get married… someday. We see Dale and Clive parenting, and Michelle on her own too. Pavi scenes. Ravi trying to introduce Peyton to videogames. Ravi and Peyton have an honest conversation, she doesn’t want to be a mother and they agree to be a childfree couple.

• Plot A. 6x07. Evil Mafia Lord. We have seen Liv eating a psychopath and being a racist asshole, but we have never seen Liv been truly awful. Like using her body to get what she wants, betraying her friends or killing someone in cold blood for her own interest because she is a serial killer or something. A plot dealing with the aftermath of her actions for several episodes could have been interesting. Blaine, Mr. Boss or even Don E making an insight about it and challenging her perceptions of what it’s right or not. Liv pulling off a Stocker piano duet scene with Blaine. After that conversation about being a zombie in 2x06 and their fist showdown on the noir episode, those two didn´t interact again with deep conversations. That could have been the moment in which Blaine could have brought up the fact Liv technically created him while pouring her drink at the boat party.

• Plot A. 6x08. Fanfic writer/tumblr/Reddit fan of Peyton's webshow. Another wasted opportunity for a thousand of internal jokes and a take at toxic/incel fandom. It could be great if the characters go to a Con in Zeattle and we have Clive and Ravi together nerding around (and being the investigator partners of the episode). Bonus: Ravi meets Henry Cavill and nerd over Warhammer.

• 6x09. Brain of one of the show writers. A meta episode explaining how they got pitched by the network despite this bonkers idea. Plot B: a full flashback episode. What the characters were doing before the boat party, and Freudian explanations about how they reacted to events later. We could have had Liv's mom pressing Liv and how her life was a Gone Girl/Luckiest Girl Alive scenario in which she tries to be perfect. How Lilymoore human ship really was and all the cracks under the surface. Ravi and his days at the CCDE, later expulsion. Peyton and her dull, boring boyfriend chosen by her parents who never challenges her and pressures her to be just a housewife and have babies (that could explain why she fell so easily for bad boy Blaine –twice- and why she didn't have any stable romantic relationship until that point). Blaine being a loser and everyone’s bitch, and his obsession with status and money. Scott E and Don E relationship with an insight about their home lives, including Scott E being so against being a father. Bonus points if they pull off a Lost flashback and all the characters cross paths (like sharing an elevator, waiting on the line at the supermarket…) but without interacting or acknowledging each other.

• 6x10. Brain of a rockstar or a groupie. I just want Rose McIver on rock/punk clothes, ok? Bonus points if it's a lesbian rockstar. Why this never was brought up (but in my mind everyone is bisexual until proven otherwise)? Lowell ate that gay brain… Plot B could be Peyton side plot as the producer dealing with all the shenanigans of her webshow. She has a road trip with Don E. She needs to get budget and sponsors outside Seattle, he smuggles her out. Turns out Don E used the road trip to visit Scott E’s child in secret. He admits to Peyton in a sincere conversation that he prefers the child is in foster care instead of his care (or his mom) because that would result in another Eberhard mess.

• 6x11. Also, since it was 2020, you have a cop show, and one of your protagonists is a black cop, #BlackLivesMatter. It’s impossible to not touch the matter. Liv eats the brain of a black guy killed by cops. In the other side, Cavanaugh is killed on service. Liv and Dale go on an investigation. Episode full of prejudices and a white guy as the real killer pulling off a Amy Dune strategy. Ravi, while being European and brown, can also have an input about how racism works in other countries (instead of the USA “hey a cop just shot me!”). Hopeful scenes of humans and zombies joining forces to catch the murderer of the week (all the call-backs mentioned earlier, reunited in an Avengers Assembly moment). That scene with everybody happily dancing at the Scratching Post always gets me T_T.

6x12 and 6x13 more or less as the original 5x12 and 5x13 but:

• Plot B. A darker plot for Blaine during the full season. He escaped somehow from prison on 6x01 (maybe the last good thing Don E did?) after a very, very bad time there (implied beatings and rape and everything). He stayed at Don E’s basement again, this time more depressed and deranged, but Don E ends fed up with his attitude (“I don’t want another junkie like Scott E living here!”) and throws him out. He ends homeless, addicted, alcoholic, pimping himself out for a shot, like he was while being human but way more insane and desperate. All the scenes in which he appears or interact with the heroes we see him more and more spiralling out of control. He kills Tanner and Darcy mid season 6, kills later Mr. Boss and Al. Insert a monologue ala Cruella because I think David Anders can pull off something like that in front of his grandfather’s tomb. Don E helps him to kidnap Peyton because he is afraid about the consequences of not doing what he wants. Thanks to an old chat founded on Darcy’s phone about Darcy and Don E hosting a rave at the McDonough Mansion, Mr. and Mrs. Bennet are the ones guiding Liv there (that would be the explanation on how Liv arrived on the real 5x13).

• Liv arrives on time to have a final conversation/fight with Blaine, but Don E interrupts them throwing Blaine at the well while ranting his final speech. Liv abandons him instead of killing him to look for Peyton’s corpse (and happy reunion instead).

• I'm ok with the time skip to the future, but I would have prefer watch the characters doing stuff with Liv’s voiceover: we see Lilymoore hid at the island. The Babineaux-Bozzio family everyday, with online D&D sessions on full cosplay including Vampire Steve and Jimmy. Ravi working at the CCDE and Peyton as District Attorney (someone enters into Peyton´s office and she closes quickly a window with the Sims or COD lol). And Don E sits at the office of his club having a reunion with Mafia Lords and hinting he is the new Blaine/Mr. Boss. Even a shot of corrupted zombie Blaine at the well (but maybe that’s too much).

My other metas here

La maldición de las cuatro brujas here

Una novela romántica de esas con un macizorro sin camiseta en la portada here

Un romanzo rosa di quelli con un fusto a petto nudo in copertina here

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[iffeelscouldkill]

Fic: a dream or two (away from you)

Dear @breeze-tells-tales - happy Fence Secret Santa! I was inspired by your prompt to write a Harvard/Aiden fantasy AU :3 It's a (loosely) mediaeval fantasy with some dream magic. I hope you enjoy it! 💜

a dream or two (away from you)

Rating: 12+/Teen

Ship: Harvard/Aiden (and a tiny mention of Nicholas/Seiji)

Summary: Everyone knows that magic isn't real. Never mind that Aiden, crown prince of Feldhaven, has been having strange dreams from a young age in which he meets and plays with a young boy from a far-away kingdom.

He can't explain it, but he isn't concerned - until years later, when an eighteen-year-old Aiden is suddenly introduced to the new Captain of the Guard: Harvard Lee. The boy from his dreams.

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Aiden was standing in the middle of a wood.

This was a bit strange, because he’d gone to sleep in his bed in the castle, and he didn’t remember coming out here. Also, he was still wearing his nightclothes. But everything around him felt clear and vivid – the grass under his (bare) feet, the wind through his hair… The only other odd thing was that he didn’t feel cold at all, even though it had been a chill night.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught movement among the trees and turned quickly. “Who’s there?” he called.

A boy emerged from the trees, about his age, slightly taller and with dark skin. He was also dressed in nightclothes, and holding a stuffed teddy bear. “Hello,” he said, with a reassuring smile. “Who are you? I’m Harvard.”

Aiden wondered if Harvard’s family must be from far away, if they didn’t know how to recognise him, Crown Prince Aiden. Then again, where was this? Were they near the castle grounds? (He wasn’t allowed to go beyond the castle grounds on his own. Definitely not without at least two bodyguards). The wood didn’t seem familiar.

“I’m Joshua,” he said, which was his middle name, but he didn’t know what this strange boy might know about him and he decided he’d like to keep it that way. “Where are we, do you know?”

Harvard shook his head. “I thought I was asleep in bed, then I was here,” he said thoughtfully. “I don’t think this is near my house.”

So this other boy didn’t know where they were either. Aiden thought. This could be an elaborate plot to kidnap him, but he didn’t see any kidnappers, or anyone else here besides Harvard. And he’d never been able to make a friend just on his own, before. His mind suddenly flooded with excited possibilities.

“Do you want to play tag?” he asked.

Harvard frowned at him. “Shouldn’t we try to find out what’s happening? Or find our parents?”

What Harvard was saying made sense for a boy like him, but for once Aiden’s parents (or the castle guards, or his nurse, or anyone) weren’t around, and he was desperate to make the most of it. “Maybe we’ll find out as we go.” He mimicked the way he’d seen commoner children playing out of the windows of his carriage, and reached out to brush Harvard’s arm. He felt solid. “Tag. You’re it!”

A grin grew on Harvard’s face as the thrill of a new friend and the game took over, and he chased after Aiden. Aiden shrieked and ran, and at one point tumbled to the ground and got leaves in his hair, and generally did a lot of things not befitting of an heir to the throne. It was glorious. He never wanted it to end.

He couldn’t say what it was that gave him the sense their time was up. But the sun cresting over the horizon might have played a part. “Harvard, I think I’m… going. I think I’m about to be home again,” he told his friend urgently.

Harvard nodded. He’d sensed it too. “It’s okay. We’ll see each other again,” he said.

Aiden was suddenly pierced by a stab of panic. “But how will I find you? I don’t even know where you live. What if we never come back here?”

Harvard gave the questions some careful thought, and then solemnly handed Aiden his teddy bear. “Here. Now you’ll have something of mine to keep.”

It didn’t answer his questions, but Aiden clutched the bear close to his chest. “I’ll take good care of him.”

Harvard smiled at him. “Bye! I had fun!”

“I did too,” Aiden said, but he found himself saying the words aloud to the dark of his bedroom. He was back in his own bed in the castle, like he’d never left. The only thing that had changed was the worn, stuffed teddy bear clutched in his arms.

(Read the rest on AO3!)

[jewish-space-laser]

the inside of my brain right now:

house of usher kate siegel nevermore bruce greenwood mary mcdonnell raven CARLA GUGINO kate siegel chimpanzee immortality cognac carla gugino in lingerie carla gugino as a demon carla gugino in black and white photographs kate siegel

[writercole]

Made up fic title: Power Over Me

The things that Ravi said should have kicked my self-preservations into high gear. But it didn't.

The only thing it did was make me want him even more, craving for brain and all.

[lixbf]

is ther anything better (worse) than rewatching a movie from your childhood and coming to the startling realization that it would be so much better if it was gay and theres only like 5 fanfics in total about the movie but at least theyre all making it gay too

[bluebellsinthedells]

For an example of a good monologue, pls skip ahead until you see Brad Dourif's delightful face :)

Getting angry again thinking abt how good midnight mass could've been if it wasn't bad

[inked-verses]

Purse, rumal, hath, dil, pyaar - sab do, sab sambhal lunga

~rahul

[sourabha]

The Buddha. Siddhartha. Yashodharā. Rahulā. Abandonment. Enlightenment.

Siddhartha was a husband and father before he came the Buddha. How do we use our humanity to witness a great journey that originates in abandonment? Book Brahma Kannada publishes my poem, ‘Yashodharégé’ (‘For Yashodharā’), which tries to understand her pain, and the way she might have seen his leaving in the middle of the night she births their baby, Rāhula. Thank you for picking up a poem…

[boneblushed]

And, boy, you got her

synopsis Rafe’s in charge of the pledges during Rush Week. Hazing isn’t a thing. Making you feel so high school is.

wc 3.6K

a/n omgggg Euro Trip Rafe <3333 I was living on pledgetok last week and just couldn’t not write something about it

“Holy shit,” Noah mutters, surveying the crowd over his red cup, “I swear they get scrawnier every single year.”

Rafe nods gravely, taking a pull of his beer. “It’s fucking grim.”

“Like — fuck, look at those two.” Noah gestures toward the shaded veranda, a fresh coat of gloss making its balustrades shine. Huddled in one corner, attempting to take up as little space as possible, two boys donning UNC merch survey the crowd in tandem. “We weren’t that fucking scraggy as freshman, were we?”

“You two weren’t,” Kelce snorts, coming up behind them. Topper brings up his rear, mid-bite of his loaded hotdog. “Thornton definitely was though.”

“Oi!” Topper protests, his words garbled by half chewed sausage. “S’wasn’t that bad. C’mon.” He turns to Rafe then, swallowing his mouthful. “But seriously, you locked in any potentials?”

Rafe furrows his brow thoughtfully, looking back over Delta Chi’s yard. Unsurprisingly, it’s far too early to say. Though the barbecue that they’re hosting is a good way for pledges to mingle, it isn’t exactly hazing material; they’re going to have to get creative.

“Maybe,” he replies finally, shrugging. “We’ll just have to see I guess.”

He tips back his red cup again, swallowing the last dregs of beer before acquiescing. As he’s about to announce his need for a refill, a few pledges sidle up to their group, looking hopeful.

Not overtly, of course. Painstakingly hiding their eagerness behind an armour of insouciance.

“Rafe,” the tallest of the three greets, handing him another red cup. The golden liquid inside it brims to the surface, its white foam dissolving in mocking. “Hey, bro. You need another?”

Rafe raises his eyebrows, hiding a grin. “Shit. Table service already?”

The boy grins in tandem, looking a little sheepish. “Big fan, man. I’m Dylan.” He motions at the two guys on either side of him, wearing matching squints and backwards caps. “This is Rahul and Xav, we’re all here from Trinity.”

“Durham and Chapel Hill?” Noah enquires, whistling approvingly when they nod. “Fuck, we used to love having away games there. Those Trin cheerleaders…”

“Haha, shit, what was that chic’s name again?” Rafe asks then, a pull of mirth as he turns to Noah. “The one you messed around with in junior year?”

“Blake,” Noah answers, groaning in a mock-wistful sort of way. “They didn’t make ‘em like her at the Academy.”

Rafe snorts, sending the pledges a sage glance. “Nah. They made ‘em better.”

Noah raises his eyebrows, his brown eyes glinting with amusement. “Oh, so we are allowed to objectify your girl then, Cameron?”

“Damn, so you’re tied down?” Xavier pipes up, his voice gravelly and low on purpose. Overtly masculine, like he’s trying hard to be red-blooded. “Your girl doesn’t mind you partying?”

Rafe frowns. “Why would she mind?”

“Uh,” Xavier balks, pulling at the bill of his backwards cap, “shit. I don’t know… like, doesn’t she get pissed that you’re constantly around sorority girls?”

“HA —” Topper laughs, and then he falters, thwarted by Rafe’s warning glower. “Uh.” He scratches the back of his neck. “Let’s just say Cameron doesn’t give her any reasons to be suspicious.”

“Because he’s obsessed with her,” Noah adds, unperturbed by Rafe’s expression. He pauses then, an amusing idea popping into his head. “Which means…” he continues, returning Rafe’s glare with a trust me one of his own, “you guys should be too.”

Rafe doesn’t trust him. Like, at all. He sends him a bewildered look, unsure where he’s going with this. “White — what?”

Noah ignores him. He downs his beer and crushes the red cup in his hand, deftly aiming it at the nearest bag of trash. “So,” he says, eyeing the three pledges with interest. “How serious are you guys about rushing Delt?”

“Pretty serious, bro,” Rahul answers, looking to his friends for support. “Think we got a shot?”

Noah throws his arm around Rafe’s neck, his strong bicep taut as he shoots them a grin. “Depends, man, I might know how we could figure that out though.” He begins to steer Rafe away from them, sending one last, faux-somber look over his shoulder. “Be right back, yeah?”

Rafe, whose bewilderment is quickly giving way curiosity, allows himself to be marshalled out of earshot without complaints.

He shrugs Noah off of him once they’re on the verandah, his features ever-bemused as he turns toward him. “The fuck was that about?”

“Bro, I know exactly how we’re going to haze these motherfuckers,” Noah replies, his voice lilted with mirth. “You know… without breaking any rules.”

The bewildered expression on Rafe’s face doesn’t acquiesce. “Okay… how?”

“Instead of getting them to be our bitches,” he answers, a mischievous grin making home on his features. “We’re going to get them to be our girlfriends’ bitches.”

Rafe frowns. “Bro. What?”

“Cameron, it’s perfect.” He swipes Rafe’s beer from his hand and takes a generous pull. “What do frat guys hate more than being called scrawny as fuck?”

“Uh. Doing assignments?” Rafe answers blankly, still frowning. He doesn’t have it in him to think too hard about Noah’s profferance. He’s on hour two of manning this boring event, hour four since he bid you farewell, and all Rafe can bear to think about right now is the imminent taste of your peach-scented lips.

Noah shakes his head. “No, dumbass. Being called a simp.”

“Wrong,” Rafe answers, “I don’t mind that shit at all.”

“You’re the exception,” Noah replies matter-of-factly. “You and Y/N have always been the exception. C’mon, I’m talking about us,” he places his palm over his breastbone solemnly, “mere mortals.”

Rafe narrows his eyes. “Fuck off. How would that even work?”

“We…” Noah pauses to think, a slightly furrow to his brow, “alright, I got it. We assign the pledges to our girlfriends, one by one. Give them a week to make a good impression — you know, carry their bags, buy them flowers, all that sentimental crap you love.”

“You really think the guys’ll agree to this?” Rafe asks, sounding reluctant. “I mean… I don’t know if I’m alright with a bunch of idiots holding doors for my girl.”

“But you’re an idiot that holds a door for your girl,” Noah answers, not missing a beat.

“Fuck off, White.”

“I’m serious. It’ll be funny. And look… if you’re worried about Y/N, I know she’ll find it adorable as fuck.”

Rafe shakes his head. “No way. She didn’t find high-school me adorable.”

Noah raises his eyebrows skeptically. “You’d be surprised, man. Besides, these guys aren’t going to be like high-school you. High-school you was a douchebag.”

“A douchebag who got the girl.”

“A douchebag who got the girl after he stopped acting like a douchebag.” Noah smirks then. “A douchebag who’d give all these fuckers a run for their money if he was pledging Delt this year.”

Rafe grins in tandem, stealing his beer back to take a big swig. “Alright, shit, alright. Harmless shit though, right? Chivalry and all that?”

“Harmless as hell,” Noah agrees. “C’mon. You really think any of these guys has the balls to make a pass at one of our girls?”

“Easy for you to say, White. You don’t fucking have a girl.”

Noah frowns. “What d’you mean? Aren’t we going halves on Y/N?”

“Holy fuck, Noah,” Rafe groans, almost spitting out his mouthful of beer. “If Y/N heard the shit you said when she wasn’t around, she’d probably kill you.”

“Nah,” Noah replies, seemingly unperturbed. “She loves me.”

“Well,” Rafe says grimly, crushing his own empty cup in his head. “She might do now, but she sure as hell won’t by the end of this week.”

—

The first time it happens, you’re understandably perplexed.

You’re en-route to your 9AM, bag strap denting your left shoulder, when a stranger falls into your step and swipes it from your figure. It’s a motion so quick and deft you initially think you’re getting mugged.

As you double back in bewilderment, he proffers, “you alright with this?”

“Uh.” You balk. “What?”

“Your bag,” he answers, readjusting it on his own shoulder. He seems earnest. Nervous, even. “It looked heavy. I can carry it to class for you, if you want?”

You allow a pause to take him in.

“No, I’m…” another pause, more of his demeanour on display. Backwards cap, crisp white polo shirt, smile lines exposing the ghost of a grin on his face. A familiar grin, the kind that pulls a soft, maudlin feeling from your ribcage. “Look, if you’re trying to hit on me —”

“No, no,” he interrupts quickly, his eyes widening in a panic. “Shit — no, don’t tell Cameron I’m hitting on you. I’m just…”

“Wait a minute,” your eyes narrow accusatorially, because of course he’s behind this chivalrous display, “you know my boyfriend?”

The stranger grimaces sheepishly. “Uh. Yeah.”

“Explain.”

“It’s… uh… well — basically, I’m pledging Delt,” he answers haltingly, self effacement juxtaposing his frat boy exterior. “Rafe’s asked us to be all gentlemanly and shit for pledge week, I don’t know. To you guys, I mean. Like… the current frat member’s girls?”

“Oh my god,” you groan. “No he hasn’t.”

“Shit.” He looks far more nervous now that he did five minutes ago. “He didn’t tell you?”

“No,” you grumble, pulling your phone out of your pocket. “No he did not.”

Rafe’s on speed dial. He picks up on the first ring, the way he always does for you.

“Hey baby,” his gravelly timbre crackles through the phone, the low hum of frat house chatter audible in the background. “What’s up?”

“Don’t even. You know what’s up Rafael.”

A pause. When Rafe speaks again, his voice is quick and placating. “It was Noah’s idea.”

“Of course it was.”

“Dylan’s not playing up, is he?”

You raise your eyebrows at the stranger then, assessing him faux-suspiciously. “No way. He’s doing a better job than you ever did in high school.”

“Woah woah woah,” Rafe replies, a playful lilt to his tone. “That fucker’s not calling you dream girl or something, is he?”

“Worse. He’s being respectful of my boundaries.”

“Oh shit. I fucking knew this was a bad idea.”

You shake your head in exasperation, trying not to laugh. The poor stranger’s still standing there at attention, your leather bag looking ridiculous on his arm. “Rafe. Tell me he’s the only one.”

“He’s one…” Rafe starts slowly, sounding sheepish, “of three. Four, counting me.” In the background, you hear Noah pipe up and add, “five, Cameron. How could you forget me?”

“You’re un-fucking-believable, Noah White,” you shout through the phone.

“I love you too, Y/N,” Noah sings, and then he groans, no doubt shoved to the side by his indignant best friend. It’s Rafe on the phone again, voice sweet and thick as molasses as he says, “they’ll behave, baby, and make your life easier in the process. I promise.”

“What?” You accuse, fighting back a smile. “Like you did in high school?”

“Fuck no,” he replies, the grin on his face audible. “They’ll be nothing like I was, sweetheart.”

“What?” You tease. “Absolutely insufferable?”

“And absolutely in love with you.”

You raise your eyebrows. “How can you be so sure?”

“They’re under strict instruction. Have a shiner waiting for them if they pull something funny.”

Another exasperated laugh bubbles out of you, and you begin walking forward again, motioning at the boy named Dylan to follow in your step. “Right. So the boundaries are on purpose, are they?”

“The respect, too. No being inappropriate and charming at the same time.”

“And why not?” You ask faux-indignantly. “What if I like being objectified?”

“Can’t have you falling in love with them, can I?”

“Hey,” you argue, frowning stubbornly. “That is not what made me fall in love with you.”

“It isn’t?”

“Well,” you balk, “not solely that.”

“You’re fucking sexy,” he recites devotedly, almost yells, and you can hear the collective groan of his frat brothers in the background. “Are you wearing those Lululemon pants right now? Point is, I’m thinking about your ass in those Lululemon pants right now.”

“Rafe, I was fucking kidding. Stop.”

“No you weren’t.” You know he’s right; you can picture that stupid smirk on his face. It makes your cheeks warm. Asshole. “You’re blushing now, aren’t you?”

“Anyway.”

“Anyway,” Rafe agrees. “No funny business, alright? Just lots of good deeds.”

Good deeds. You suppose you could get used to good deeds, the embarrassment of attention notwithstanding.

You let out a defeated sigh, halting in front of your 9AM class. “You so, so owe me.”

“I so, so love you,” Rafe replies, and it makes your pulse leap; you’ll never get used to this feeling. “See you later, yeah?”

“Uh huh. Love you.”

Dylan waits until you’ve ended the call before saying farewell, dutifully handing your leather bag back to you and giving you a mock salute. The way he does it, all sheepish and genuine with a charming smile on his face, makes your heart twinge in a junior year of high-school sort of way. You’re feeling sentimental. It’s sweet.

You’re reminded of Rafe before he was yours, stumbling over himself to win your favour. Confusing chivalry with courting, objectifying you in the name of flirting.

Insufferable, but sweet nonetheless. You digress.

—

The next time it happens, you’re ambushed at your favourite cafe.

A dutiful Delta Phi pledge has already queued up and purchased you coffee, handing it over to you with a blushing bouquet of tulips.

You raise your eyebrows at him questioningly. “Is that…?”

“Uh, an oat iced coffee with vanilla?” He asks, sounding nervous. “I asked Cameron for your order.”

“Didn’t ask me about pastries, though,” a voice behind you adds, rough and familiar with a sweetness around the edges. Rafe circles your waist with ease and pulls you into his chest, sponging a soft kiss to your temple before handing you a brown bag.

A glossy, Daily Bread sticker shines on its exterior proudly.

Your eyes widen in surprise, and you look up at him expectantly. “Tell me you didn’t drive back home for a single croissant.”

“I didn’t drive back home for a single croissant,” Rafe replies. He grins then, looking that same, sheepish genuine that pulls a maudlin feeling. “I drove back home for twenty.”

“Rafe. Why?”

“Because you like Daily Bread,” he replies matter-of-factly, like it’s obvious.

You shake your head in exasperation, tip-toeing up to press a quick kiss to his lips. It becomes less quick against better judgement. He tastes like spearmint gum and cold brew, the hand he has held to your waist tightening ever so slightly. Slipping under your shirt, massaging the soft skin he finds there expertly, discreetly. Too much for 8am on a Wednesday morning, sans coffee. Your face feels on fire. You pull away in a hurry.

Meanwhile, the freshman pledge balks at the exchange, looking out of place.

Rafe frowns bemusedly at your diffidence, only clocking the reason when you nod over at him.

“I’ll walk her over Ben,” he says, dismissing him. “You’re off the hook, bro.”

“Shit.” The boy named Ben grimaces; he needs to get his hours in, and doesn’t deem this a fair ambush. He scrambles for an excuse. “Right. Can I still give her the flowers?”

“Of course you can,” you beam, accepting them gratefully. You look up at Rafe then, asking, “And if I want to walk with Benjamin?”

Rafe grins down at you, disbelieving. “Do you, baby?”

“As a matter of fact, yes,” you say, wriggling out of his grasp. “He got me flowers.”

Rafe falters, his eyes widening in surprise. “Sweetheart, I got you a croissant.”

“Ben got me a coffee,” you hedge. “And flowers.”

“Y/N,” he placates.

“Rafael,” you echo, unperturbed by his exasperation. You take a sip your coffee. “I’ll see you later, okay? Ben’s ticking off a good deed this morning.”

Poor Ben looks helpless, taking the brunt of Rafe’s glare as you motion for him to hold the door for you.

“C’mon Ben, we’re going to be late.”

“But…” Ben pauses, his eyes flitting to Rafe nervously. “This is fine, right?”

Rafe sighs, drawing his bottom lip between his teeth in defeat. “Yeah, bro. You’re good.” He looks to you, then. “You’re unbelievable.”

You smile sweetly. “I’m wearing the Lulu leggings.”

“Oh I noticed,” Rafe replies, his blue eyes falling down your figure in slow, reverent paces. “It’s why I want to be the one holding the door for you.”

You roll your eyes. “Men only want one thing.”

Rafe grins. “Yeah. You.”

—

By the end of the week, you’re more used to the chivalry than you’re willing to admit.

You’ve enjoyed free iced lattes and filled your dorm with gorgeous bouquets, no door left unopened and no walk to class left unescorted. And really, every pledge you’ve come across has been pleasant and unassuming, albeit absolutely terrified of Rafe and therefore extra obliging on instinct.

They’ve even offered to do favours for you, got you into sought after Pilates classes and done last minute grocery runs on your behalf. It’s put you in this constant state of mild exasperation, like you can’t believe you’re worthy of this much love and chivalry.

It’s exactly the way you felt back in high-school with Rafe, and this revelation pulls lots of funny feelings from your stomach, from your chest. Feelings you’ve forgotten that are all yours and all his. Because it’s strange, having someone other than Rafe taking care of you. (Or Noah.) It’s strange because it makes you realise just how much he adored you back in the day.

These emotions come to a head at the pledge week closing bash, Delta Phi lit up with fluorescent lights in technicolour. Inebriation ensues, beer pong follows, and an impromptu DJ deck plays endless songs with heavy bass.

Rafe Cameron has you pulled close, as always, the taut muscle of his forearm pressing heat to your exposed waist. You’re a few drinks down and hyperaware of his proximity, ankles touching, thighs too, torsos close with your head resting on his shoulder.

“I think I like Dylan the best,” you announce suddenly.

“Yeah?” Rafe asks, kneading your skin absentmindedly.

You nod. “He’s sweet. Told me all about his girl back home.”

Rafe grins then, shaking his head bemusedly. “You’re such a sucker for love, sweetheart.”

“Hey!” You glare up at him faux-incensed, looking accusatory. “So are you!”

“Shhhh,” Rafe murmurs playfully. “Not so loud, you’ll fuck up my street cred.”

You scoff. “Since when do you care about street cred?”

“Shit, you’re right,” Rafe agrees easily, leaning down to draw your lips in for a kiss. He’s all patchouli and musk, beer on his tongue and unchaste intentions in his touch. When he pulls away, his lips are still an inch from yours, his voice rougher than it was a second ago, “I don’t care. Like, at fucking all.”

“Good,” Noah snorts from behind him. “‘Cause you never had any to begin with, bro.”

“There you are,” you say then, eyeing Noah over Rafe’s shoulder. There’s a mock accusatory expression on your face, softened by mirth and the alcohol on your lips. “Have you been hiding from me, White?”

Noah grins sheepishly, taking a pull of his beer. “Maybe.”

You narrow your eyes. “Tell me. When did you become worse than Rafael?”

“I didn’t become worse!” Noah insists. “He just became better. You know, after he got the girl.”

You make a face. “Smooth.”

“Hey,” Noah raises his arms in surrender, looking faux-somber, “someone’s gotta teach the next generation, don’t they? I’m committed to their education.” He raises his eyebrows then, a mischievous glint in his eye. “C’mon, don’t act like you didn’t love it.”

Rafe grins. “She totally fucking loved it.”

You aim a glare at the pair of them, failing miserably at hiding your amusement. “So maybe I didn’t mind it. Sue me.”

“Of course you loved it,” Noah says, throwing his arm around you and pulling you into his side. “You love Cameron, don’t you?”

You narrow your eyes. “Opinions vary.”

“You love me?” Noah tries.

“You fucking wish.”

“Everyone fucking wishes,” Rafe says then, throwing his arm around you too, your figure wedged between the pair of them. Frat boy sandwich, you think tiredly. If high-school you could see you now, you’re pretty sure she’d have an aneurysm. “Especially when you’re in Lululemon.”

“Rafe.”

“I’m kidding. Not really. They all love you, you know that, yeah?”

You look up at him questioningly. “The pledges?”

“Uh huh,” Rafe replies, raising his eyebrows at you. “This is what I was afraid of, you know.”

“What?” You ask, lifting yours in tandem.

“Everyone falling in love with you, like I did in high school.”

You scrunch up your nose at him, your cheeks warming in diffidence. “No one’s fallen in love with me, don’t be silly.”

“I have,” Noah pipes up unhelpfully.

“Shut up, Noah. I saw you talking to Georgia just before.”

Noah grins, pulling away and offering you a mock salute. “Guilty as charged.” He turns to survey the crowd, spotting her figure on the fairy-light lit porch. “Speaking of…”

And he’s gone before you’re able to tease him any further, leaving Rafe to guide you out of his side and into his chest. You wrap your arms around his neck, his hands exerting a warm, steady pressure into the curve of your waist.

“As I was saying,” you continue, frowning up at him playfully. “No one’s fallen in love with me.”

Rafe’s unconvinced. His gaze skates down your figure again, a tortured groan falling from his throat. “Have you seen you, sweetheart?”

You roll your eyes, face hot and self conscious. “And even if they have,” you add, “it doesn’t matter.”

Rafe raises his eyebrows. “It doesn’t?”

“No way. Because I’m in love with you, not any of them.”

Rafe grins then, a devastatingly handsome look on his face. “I’ll never get used to hearing that.”

“I’ll never get used to saying it.”

[flanaganfilm]

Hello Mr Mike! I LOVED Midnight Mass. And the Muslim representation in that show was just *chefs kiss*. So i was wondering, did you have anyone on set that was Muslim that helped or was it all just research? And Rahul Kohli obviously did such justice to Sheriff Hassan <3

We did our research during the writing process, but it was really the contributions of two Muslim consultants that made all the difference. The first was Mohammed Bouissa, who went through each script during the writing process and gave us feedback on the scene work. He happens to be a lifelong friend of Rahul Kohli, so it actually made for a very special dynamic. He helped us shape the character of Hassan in every detail, and some scenes - like the parent/teacher scene at the school - are a direct result of his input. He helped us so much with developing the character and making sure our dialog was on point. I personally learned an enormous amount from him. And then, we were lucky to have a man named Mohammed Hajem with us on set during production to make sure we were handling the production details correctly. He was a Vancouver local who consulted on a wide variety of things, including the set decoration of Hassan's house, props, behavioral details in individual scenes (like at the Crock Pot Luck), and the authenticity of the prayers, both in pronunciation and physical behavior. He was with us throughout production, and his input on the final beach prayer scene in particular was incredibly moving. I am so grateful for their contribution to the series. It was a wonderful education for our cast, our crew, and (I hope) some of our viewers, and it led to some of the work I'm the most proud of in my whole career.

[changingplumbob]

Boy oh boy this has been a long one! Sorry it's taken so long. Rotation 9 began all the way back on March 20th which means it's taken me around six and a half months to get through everyone. During this time I have also been plagued by a bad IBS flare up that leaves me fatigued so my guess is that's why things took much longer than normal.

While all households collectively aged a year and three quarters when you put it all together we've lived through 17 and a half years of sim time for a total of 70 sim days. Thank you for joining me on the journey! I'm going to be taking the rest of the month of October off from long form writing while I build SBL back up and engage in Simblreen antics. Rotations and Growing with Glenn will start back up in November.

Now, on to the noteworthy stuff! Main points followed by chapter summaries below the cut. Time to celebrate my sims achievements!

Five Sims Promoted - One max career!

Nine Skills Maxed

Eight New Builds

Seven Birthdays

One Wedding

Four Household Adoptions

York Household, Chapter 9

Calista and Aaron made their first nectar but mostly they were in parent/grandparent mode. Deanna was dumped by Paris and had a bad bug but still passed her first term of university. The youngest York aged up, realised they were trans, and she has renamed herself Artemisia, or Emi or Emisia to her friends and family.

2. Chopra Household, Chapter 6

Rahul worked from home all week to help with his young family. Mercedes and Savannah aged up to children and have started school. Savannah is still feeling the effects of her motor delay while Mercedes may have a speech delay but turns out to be gifted. Viola aged up into a wild toddler and the household is due another shake up as Cassandra discovered she is pregnant for the third time!

3. Romero Household, Chapter 1

Marta helped her fiance Keira learn about Dia de los Muertos as they paid respect to those in the forever save who couldn't attend the wedding. Keira began her job at the Marine Life Institute and Marta met some of her neighbours after barista shifts. Then the couple were married at Willow Creek church and honeymooned in Sulani. They are currently looking at options for having kids.

4. Pancakes Household, Chapter 9

Eliza got promoted to level 9 of the corporate career. She and Bob decided that rather than have another pregnancy they would adopt so infant Tiana joined the family. Ginger got another fur sibling as dog Strawberry joined the household. Fergus aged up to a materialistic teen and after a week of working on their grades and cheer skills Onyx finally got their horse, named Maelstrom.

5. New Goth Household, Chapter 4

Alexander and Milton retrieved Bella's old journals for Milton to begin reading, and the family celebrated Harvestfest with the Chopras. Alexander and James talked about having kids, and James admitted he would like to adopt a teen rather than having an infant. Milton went through a bear phase and Ariadne was adopted by the couple.

6. Villareal Household, Chapter 6

Joey released his first video game and became a one star celebrity. Devin filmed a pirate film and her regular TV series. Luna spent most of her time trying to patch things up between her younger brother Max and his wife. Alfred broke many dollhouses and Rilian got a kiddie pool to play in.

7. Nishidake Household, Chapter 7

It was a speedrun for this family but both Charlie and Kaori have finally reached the rock climbing skill needed to attempt to make it to the mountain summit. Clover learned to not eat trash but continued to knock the bin over for fun.

8. Woods Household, Chapter 2

The murder mystery took a backseat this time. The couple met the Moonwood Collective and Samir ranked up to a Veteran werewolf. Reece started his biology degree and hosted some meditation sessions. The pair have also discovered they are fated mates.

9. Knightstone Household, Chapter 9

It was festive season for the aliens in Chestnut Ridge. While Adam worked on his skills angling for that final promotion he managed to publish three books. Suzanna had a tough time with coworker Faye but reached a truce for the sake of their careers. She also finished a third collection, the My Sims trophy collection. Silas grew closer with fellow aliens Ruth and Tyree and showed off a Red Coral at show and tell. Pollock aged from an infant into a toddler and continued to learn.

10. Foster Household, Chapter 9

Winter ended in Sulani. Harvey managed to get promoted but didn't catch any new types of fish this time. Kayleigh sold enough paintings to become a global Superstar and was our first sim to reach the top of her career! The focus was mainly on Carson who was navigating a crush while figuring out his identity as an asexual. Clumsy flirting eventually led to him officially being Ariadne's boyfriend though.

Woah that was a lot huh? I need to rearrange my navigation for this save before rotation 11 starts but any pressing thoughts? Any bits you loved or hated? How was the new bold and colour coded dialogue? Did it make it any easier to follow when multiple people were talking? Any things you wish will or won't happen next time?