#sim - Bruto Lupo

[plasma-tree]

The @herzblau "Emotions" Challenge~

Create a Sim of your choice, whether male, female, or non-binary. It can be an ordinary Sim or an occult one. Let your creativity run wild!The only requirement is that your Sim must be adorable and reflect one of the following emotions: happy - sad - angry - jealous - shy - loving - anxious - nervous - flirty - curious - adventurous - neutral - bored - confident - inspired - lonely - content

Bruto The Butcher

love me like you mean it please, please, please

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Round 3 - Simblr's Saddest, Wettest Meow Meow - Losers Bracket

Edeliene Moore (@plasma-tree) VS. Bruto Lupo (@plasma-tree)

(polls are presented left -> right unless stated otherwise)

They may be down, but they're not out yet! Who deserves a shot at redemption, to prove that they, truly, are the saddest and wettest of meow meows despite all the odds?

What is a ‘Meow Meow’?

(taken from tumblr user @/torturelabyrinth) “The thing about a true poor little meow meow is they have to be 1) downtrodden 2) morally questionable at best 3) deeply and pathetically miserable”

Edeliene Moore

What makes them a Sad, Wet Meow Meow? She has never done a SINGLE thing wrong in her life. Like yeah she slept with Layne Coffin but she didn't know he was taken. And. Yeah she started dating his step son but it's fine. She's Morbid but she's a sensitive lil guy. Very soft heart. Just wants to be loved by someone. And she is, now! <3

She has never drank from a sim without their permission, not even once. She carries plasma packs around like they're juice boxes. She's truly a little sack of tears and her pet crow (who is also her "deceased" fiance and she doesn't know that) is her best friend. Nyon is also her best friend. It's getting weird. Also Layne slept with her because she wished for love at the well. Bless her.

Bruto Lupo

[adult Bruto vs lil teenage baby Bruto]

What makes them a Sad, Wet Meow Meow? He's his father Sergio's right hand man, but he's usually thought to be stupid and, well, brutish for a vampire. He was mauled by a werewolf during a moonshine run and now he's missing an eye and he thinks he's hideous. He has definitely killed a few dudes but he's INNOCENT. He's an angry lil guy. I say lil guy as if he isn't 6 and a half feet tall. Sometimes he rips trees out of the ground when he's enraged. But man does he love his lil wife. He's also loyal to his family. Extremely loyal. Cosa Simstra is forever.

Bruto is so in love with his little werewolf wife. In game he was the first one that immediately responded positively to the Ask For Werewolf Sympathy interaction and it made me wanna cry.

[miolupo]

⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ՙ 𝐈l mıo lupo.

oi fã, tudo bem? /estouro rojão.

⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀eu nunca sei como começar um texto pra ti, porque sei que me empolgo e sai uma bíblia, ainda mais falando sobre sentimentos. é muito bizarro pensar que você está na minha vida a tanto tempo mas fazem apenas alguns meses que nós percebemos nossos sentimentos um pelo outro. não vou mentir, sempre vi você como um amigo, e até aquele augusto hétero, bruto e que era fechado para todos, inclusive comigo. porque você não me deu abertura para me aproximar de você, mas eu consegui.😎💪🏻

⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀eu demorei muito tempo pra encontrar as palavras certas, porque falar de você é tão fácil mas ao mesmo tempo tão difícil, ao falar sobre o amor, só tem você na minha mente. você é a minha representação do amor da forma mais pura que existe. de verdade, você resgatou uma parte de mim que eu nunca imaginei que fosse possível trazer de volta. você não faz ideia do quanto me faz bem, com uma simples mensagem você faz meu dia melhorar em 100%, meu estômago se encher de borboletas e um sorriso bobo aparecer em meu rosto. você traz a tona meu melhor lado, eu sou minha melhor versão com você, sou eu mesma. eu já vivi muitos amores e você provavelmente acompanhou a maioria deles, mas, contigo tudo é diferente. eu nunca me senti assim, parece que o tempo certo é sempre com você. confesso que as vezes me assusta os sentimentos que eu tenho por você.

⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀pra mim, o amor não é sobre encontrar alguém que te complete, e sim alguém que te transborde. alguém que te transborde de amor, se tornando um só, e é exatamente o que você faz comigo. eu e você, gatinha e gatinho, augusto e malina, somos um só. nós somos sorte, somos transformação. somos aquilo de mais belo e precioso um do outro. antes, pra mim o amor não doía, até eu te encontrar. e percebi que sim, o amor dói, ele dói muito. mas o amor cura também, e foi exatamente o que você fez comigo. você me curou, me trouxe de volta a vida. eu quero viver minha vida toda com você, e nas próximas também. eu não me vejo sendo tão feliz como sou agora ao teu lado, sem o teu bom dia com voz de sono, teus beijinhos, teu cafuné, teu jeitinho lerdo, teu cheirinho, teus apelidos fofos (as vezes nem tanto), nossas noites de carrossel, sem o teu “i wolf u.”, sem teu amor, sem você. eu sei que é clichê, mas nós somos um clichê daqueles que você joga o livro em um canto porque dá gatilho.

⠀ ⠀ ⠀ eu já demonstrei isso diversas vezes mas acho importante ressaltar o fato de que, eu sempre vou estar aqui, independente do que acontecer, se o mundo desabar sobre você, então seremos nós dois contra o mundo, teus problemas são meus problemas, eu jamais vou permitir que você passe por qualquer coisa sozinho, a minha prioridade é te fazer feliz, minha prioridade é você.

⠀ ⠀ ⠀ obrigada por existir na minha vida, por me mostrar o que é o amor, por me mostrar que o amor machuca, que o amor dói, mas que o amor também cura, o amor te faz sentir vivo. obrigada por me salvar todos os dias, de todas as maneiras que alguém pode ser salvo, você me salvou. obrigada por me amar do melhor jeito que pode existir, por cuidar de mim e do meu coraçãozinho como ninguém fez, por tornar meus medos e inseguranças os mais banais possíveis, obrigada por dar cor aos meus dias, por tudo.

⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀por fim, obrigada por tudo que você já fez por mim, e por nós, durante todos esses dias. por cultivar nosso amor da melhor forma possível, eu sempre serei a mali do seu guto, e você sempre sera o guto da minha mali, ninguém nesse mundo fez e nunca vai me fazer transbordar de amor como você faz todos os dias, espero que esse um mês seja só o começo da nossa eternidade juntos.

⠀ ⠀ ⠀ do meu amor, completamente seu, mali.

⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ i wolf u, meu gatinho.

[plasma-tree]

?: "You look familiar." B: "No, I don't."

[plasma-tree]

B: "I guess there's no changing your mind, eh Val?" V: "Afraid not. But I'll be back soon."

B: "Not even if I asked real nicely?"

V: "Don't torment me so, darling. A message must be sent."

B: "Don't get hurt, alright? Come home as soon as you can." V: "I will."

S: "Good morning, Gallagher." JG: "Hey. Sorry about what happened to Bruto. Did he survive the night?" S: "Yeah, he's… He's pretty scarred up. But he's alive."

JG: "Good. Good. So can she… Really track people by scent?" S: "Werewolves are remarkable like that." JG: "Well… As long as she don't bite me."

S: "Don't let me hear you sayin' anything like that again. Valerica ain't some kind of violent monster." JG: "Okay, right, sorry. I just ain't used to working with her yet." S: "She ain't gonna turn on you. I promise."

S: "Be safe, Valerica. Jim, you take care of her." JG: "Yeah… Will do." V: "Hey Jim." JG: "Hey, Val."

JG: "Let's uh. Get this rollin'." V: "Of course. Are these the clothes you were wearing yesterday?" JG: "Uh… Yeah. Is that all you need?"

V: "Could you, er-… Well, could I put a few of my belongings in your pockets? I don't want to ruin them when I transform." JG: "Sure."

V: "Ugh… It never hurts less." V: "…Jim?" V: "Damn it."

[plasma-tree]

B: "What?… Valerica would never. Just look at me." S: [Heavy sigh.] S: "You know she said the same thing about you. You're both tiptoeing around it. Just talk to her. Don't make her come to you."

B: "Bullshit! She's a knockout." S: "She thinks you're scared of her." B: "What? No, why?" S: "Because she's a werewolf."

B: "Yeah, but that's not like… Anything new. She's been one her whole life." S: "So… Talk to her. Wait-- give her an hour or two. I think she's still sore from last night." B: "Full moon. Right." S: "Full moon indeed."

V: Doesn't it get exhausting? Having all the furniture dragged out of my room when the full moon comes? S: No, not at all. V: I can't help but feel guilty. I feel like a burden. S: Valerica… You are not a burden. Don't talk about yourself like that. You're breakin' my heart. V: I don't mean to… Truly I don't. S: Then be nicer to yourself. V: Yes sir. S: Don't call me sir, sweetheart, I work for a living. S+V: [Quiet chuckling.]

S: "Marcello, what the fuck?" M: "Look, I'm not on fire, it's totally fine." S: "Then put out the fuckin' fire! Watcher, what is wrong with you?"

B: "Genuinely, what the fuck?"

B: "Hey, Valerica?…"

B: "Val?… I know you probably think I'm-…"

B: "…Mean as hell. Huh." B: [Hesitant pause.]

B: "Just, uh… Gonna turn this light out for you."

[plasma-tree]

Bruto <3

[plasma-tree]

I bet on losing dogs I know they're losing and I'll pay for my place by the ring Where I'll be looking in their eyes when they're down I'll be there on their side I'm losing by their side

[plasma-tree]

V: How lovely it is to find friends when you're at your worst. V: Family, even.

V: A deal is struck, and the moon climbs up the sky. V: Like some unholy punishment.

V: Don't try to help me-- you'll only hurt yourself.

V: [Teeth chattering, nails scraping wood.] V: I think I just need a night or two alone.

V: I'm no saint, but I don't think I could cope if I lashed out again. V: I left that behind, no?

V: Maybe not. V: But I tried. That counts for something, doesn't it?

V: At least Sergio and Marcello were understanding. V: Bruto, though… I'm not sure. V: Lucia had been gone for a few years, at that point. The last time she saw me… I hadn't started turning, yet.

[plasma-tree]

B: "Val--… Hey, I wanna, uh, talk to you." V: "I, um. Well, I do too." B: "Can I go first?" V: [Nods.]

B: "Are you-… Do you think I'm… Ugly?" V: "What? Heavens, no. Bruto, not at all."

B: "…For real?" S: "Told you." V: "Truly." B: "And you don't mind the scars?" V: "They're just another part of you, Bruto."

V: "And… You don't mind that I'm a werewolf?" B: "No. I don't."

B: "Man, I'm… Happy. I know my smile looks kind of busted. Nerve damage."

V: "Stop your fussing. You have a lovely smile."

[plasma-tree]

what could he do? should have been a rockstar. but never had the money for a guitar. what should he do? should have been a politician. but he never had a proper education. what should he do? should have been a father. but he never made it to his 20's.

what a waste of all them

army

dreamers

[plasma-tree]

he should be beautiful, shouldn't he? god certainly did not love lucifer for his ideas

[plasma-tree]

?: "Valerica."

?: "Val."

B: "My father wants to talk to you."

V: "Right… I'll be down in a moment." B: "Long night, I take it." V: "…Yeah."

S: "--All I'm saying is that I think you and Bruto would be good for each other." V: "Sergio, he can't stand the sight of me." S: "What? Valerica, you're a beautiful woman. Really." V: "It's not as simple as pretty or ugly, He saw me at some point last night. He's horrified."

S: "Did he say that?" V: "No, but-… I can tell. I've seen that look on plenty of faces."

S: "I think that's just what his face looks like, Val. You're reading between lines that ain't there." S: "Was he glaring at you?" V: "He was." S: "Okay. Did he say he was put off by your condition?"

V: "Well, no, but--" S: "Val. Sweetheart. That is literally just what his face looks like." S: "Trust me, he would tell you if he didn't like you."

V: "…I'll give it some thought, then. I suppose I just worry that our differences will be too vast." S: "Look, you know I understand. Hell, I'm a vampire and Lucia isn't." V: "Yes, but… You have that dashing vampire thing going on. And I don't." V: "You're not a--" S: "Valerica. No." V: "--You're not a monster."

S: "Valerica. Absolutely not. You ain't a monster either. Come here." V: [Heavy sigh.] V: "At least I didn't tear the room apart last night…"

S: "Little victories, eh?" V: "Hah… I suppose." S: "Just… Talk to Bruto later. I know he seems like he's made of stone, but he ain't. He cares about you."

V: "I will." S: "Good girl. But, uh, for now you should probably rest a little while. I know last night was rough. I could hear you growlin' and scratchin' all night."

[plasma-tree]

his two kids aren't his favorite, his favorite is the werewolf they brought home

the ones he made give him high blood pressure

[plasma-tree]

V: [Beastly snarl] JG: "Hey, now… Cool it. Don't bite."

JG: "Valerica."

JG: "VAL."

V: "I'm-… Oh. Jim. Forgive me…" JG: "It's fine. Just-… Don't bite me, ok?" V: "I won't."

JG: "You really tore him up. It's gonna take some effort making him look like he didn't get mauled." V: "Wait, why would you have to do that?"

JG: "Because you're the only other werewolf in Tartosa. Someone might make that connection." V: "…Shit." JG: "Shit." V: "Shit."

JG: "This is gonna take me all night. Head back to the house, ok?" V: "Are you sure? What if this isn't a lone werewolf? What if his pack comes looking for him?" JG: "Do you smell any other werewolves?" V: "Well… No." JG: "Then there ain't any other werewolves to worry about. Go home." V: "Right… Goodnight, Jim." JG: "Night, Val."

B: "Come on, Val… Please come home…"

B: "Watcher, if you're there… Please. Just send her back to me. Please."

B: "VAL!" V: "I did it. We did it."

[plasma-tree]

S: "You're up late."

V: "I hope I haven't made too much racket down here." S: "Waiting for Bruto to come home?" V: "…Well. Yes." S: "You might be up all night."

V: "All night?" S: "I mean, you know how the family operates." V: "Ah. So all those muscles aren't just for looking pretty." S: "Warms my heart that you're up so late waiting for him."

S: "I just don't want you to fall apart if he doesn't come back alive." V: "…Surely no one could take him. I've seen him rip trees out of the ground when he's angry enough." V: "…" S: "He's hard to put down, but it's still a possibility."

V: "Unless? I can hear the implication." S: "…I mean, you're not a weak person, Val. If you can throw a mattress, you can throw a person." V: "Are you suggesting I go with Bruto the next time he has to make a 'house call'?"

S: "It's only a suggestion." V: "I didn't say no. Perhaps giving all of this… Aggression… A purpose would make full moons easier."

?: [CRASH]

S: "What the hell--" B: "DAD." V: "Bruto?!"

B: "DAD!" S: "Shit-- oh shit, oh shit. Okay. It's okay, come on." V: "By the Watcher… Bruto…"

V: "I think that's as much as I can do…" B: "It's ok. Thanks, Val." S: "…"

S: "It's not okay. You could have died." B: "You said it yourself, dad; that's something I need to be prepared for." S: "No, you don't understand."

S: "Someone got way too comfortable, lashing out at you like that." B: "It was just a deal gone bad. Gallagher was there, tried to keep him down, but…" S: [Heavy sigh.]

V: "But he's right, Bruto. If someone is content enough with trying to tear your face off, they're a problem." V: "Do you recall who it was?"

V: "Santino? Charlie? Anyone we know?" B: "I don't know the guy's name. Big ol' werewolf with gray fur. Guy was already tweaking out when we got there. He didn't like that we raised the price on--…" S: "Wait. Here in Tartosa?" B: "Yeah. I figured this was gonna be a normal dropoff." S: "…Val, do you think you could track down the guy by scent?"

V: "That's not a bad idea…" B: "I know you can, but… What if something happens to you?" V: "If I don't, something worse might happen to you."

S: "She has a point. This could get worse fast if we don't do something soon." V: "Between the scent of your blood and the scent of another werewolf, it should be relatively easy." S: "Just don't go alone. Take Gallagher with you." V: "I'm not sure he'd be particularly fond of spending the evening with me." S: "He'll get over it."