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monkeyboy1317 · 6 months
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He has arrived and reunited with his boyfriend! \[•u•]/ @pizzazz-party
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I was blessed at night guys!!!!!
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stretch-time · 1 year
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BTW thank you to @pizzazz-party for the pin! It's super cute and good :3
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valenthario · 10 months
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more tanvi (+ her dog missy and her fiancee shanaya) pics bc i love her
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ickypuppi3 · 2 years
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no because s4 could’ve actually been good if it was like still about billy and they were trying to rescue him from the upside down and they still could’ve had the whole vecna thing happen because max would’ve been fucked up about billy dying but then it’s like… dum dum dum he didn’t! like why did they not do that why did they fuck it up so bad i hate it here i hate the duffers i hate stranger things so much
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seraph-draws-stuff · 1 year
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Personally I think Pedro Pascals met gala look would be better if he was wearing those silly business man sock garters
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syncrovoid-presents · 8 months
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Random thoughts: Can't wait until I move again next year back to the valley. Super excited for all our local festivals and celebrations!! Sadly they dont happen where I am now, no one even has heard of them.
Big L to these folks they don't know the freedom of trading skills and the fresh sea and local wildlife. Or celebrating just to celebrate. Where are the get togethers? Where are the potlucks? The community? The rules of politeness and friendliness are different here and it's strange how friendly from the valley is seen as overextending yourself here.
Also I can't wait to see the mechanical riding bull at the various ocean creature festivals we do! Also no one does any cèilidh here? It is strange and interesting and folks around this city (very far fromthe valley) are different? But I am acclimating, although I still am looking forward to going back too
#syncrovoid.txt#rambling#we have festivals every other weekend in the valley! some big and some are town specific#cèilidh are like social get togethers. like casual parties really? its a local word!#some folks will sing or bring instruments to them too#also there is SO many less artists around here? where are the hand sculptures? the many painters? the small art galleries all around town?#the houses are so sad here too. none are blue or yellow or orange or green. theyre all the same few bland colours#where is the fun? where is the pizzazz? where is the sparks of personality?#home sick#the houses are so crowded too? no one has space. and everything here is branded. there's no generational stores? few family run businesses?#there is public transportation though! that is limited to one bus in the valley where the towns can be an hour or two a part#it is odd though. starting to miss home i think. i do miss the acceptance of artists a lot. in the valley it is celebrated!#nearly everyone has some arts they are good at or enjoy#and personal time (time away from work) is just a given#there is like no connection to the land or history here either?#ghough the valley is a hodgepodge of things at least we still have some local slang and words and whatnot#anywho! it is what it is#its weird to feel homesickness when ive moved like 10 times before? only other place i feel like this towards is my forest#i spent nearly all my time there when we lived there. last day before we moved they started beinging in the machines to tear it down#climbed high in a tree on the farthest edges and wayched as they began bulldozing it down and tearing it up#aucks to know all the wonders and life has been paved over and destroyed#but i cant go back to that home (the forest) because it no longer exists. the valley still exists though so!! that is great!!#anyways i am rambling haha
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pizzazz-party · 9 months
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Hello there, love your art! Do you happen to be on any other social media sites? E.g Twitter, Instagram?
hello, and thank you!
technically, yes, i have personal accounts everywhere. but tumblr is the only social media site where i feel comfortable posting fanart.
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adoringsentiment · 8 months
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townie makeovers: penny pizzazz
everyday hair, earrings, top, watch and sneakers from base game; pants from incheon arrivals kit; nails from spa day; nose piercing from discover university; necklace from poolside splash kit
formal hair from horse ranch; dress from get famous; earrings from get together; necklace and bracelet from my wedding stories; rings from base game and werewolves; nails from spa day; shoes from luxury party stuff
athletic hair from get to work; top from throwback fit kit; shorts from discover university; sneakers from incheon arrivals kit
sleepwear pyjamas from simtimates collection kit
party earrings from dream home decorator; neclace from poolside splash kit; dress from moonlight chic kit; bracelet from base game; shoes from luxury party stuff
swimwear glasses from seasons; top, bottom and shoes from poolside splash kit
hot weather top and bottom from moonlight chic kit
cold weather top from incheon arrivals kit; bottom from dream home decorator; boots from base game
to download penny, my gallery id is adoringsentiment
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divine-donna · 11 months
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pairing: miguel o’hara x gender neutral! reader
word count: 994 words
ao3 link: 💗💗💗
summary: the spider society is holding a very special barbie disco party!! miguel doesn’t have an appropriate outfit. thankfully, you have the perfect solution for your partner. and you’re awesome at dressing people!
for vibes: “dance the night” by dua lipa
notes: there are no detailed descriptions about the ensemble reader is wearing. it’s just something that’s all pink! anyways who’s excited for the barbie movie? i’m seeing it over oppenheimer.
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“Wait, you’re not coming?”
“Well I didn’t say that. I said I wouldn’t dress up.”
“That’s as bad as saying you’re not coming! If you’re not going to dress up, why come at all!”
“(Y/N), that’s literally not what I meant.” The man was trying to enjoy his lunch in peace. “If I don’t come, it looks pretty bad. Especially as the person who founded the Spider Society.”
“And I just believe you should look the part.”
Miguel sets his arepa down. “I don’t think you get it. I’m not dressing up because my wardrobe...” He sighs. “You’ve literally been in my wardrobe. You steal my clothes all the time.”
It finally hit you. “Oh. I see. It’s because you lack color in your wardrobe. That’s not a problem!”
“What...What do you mean? I literally don’t have the clothes for it.”
“And I do! I think I have the perfect outfit too. Come on! We’re going back to my place!”
Miguel rushed to finish his lunch and even took the last remaining arepa with him. He’d rather die than let a good arepa go to waste (also because wasting food was something he was taught not to do). The two of you made it back to your place where you revealed your closet. It was definitely a closet from a Barbie dreamhouse playset. Your closet was even color coded and was very satisfying to look at. There were even shades of colors he didn’t think existed. You were going through your pink section, putting different shades of pink against his arm and even looking at the veins of his hand. “Perfect! The ensemble I have in mind is the right pink!” You were giddy about this and pulled out the set.
He wasn’t phased by the outfit but rather that you seemed to have it in his size. “How long have you had this?” He asks.
“For a while. I bought it in hopes of us doing matching outfits one day.”
“How did you get my size?”
“Lyla helped.”
He’s not the slightest bit annoyed. Instead, a small smile crosses his face and he walks over to you, giving you a gentle kiss on your lips. You kiss back and take in his presence. It was always nice to just be with him. “I’ll put this on.”
When Miguel comes out, you almost fell over. Because your partner was just...hot. So, so, so, so hot. The sleeveless top allowed you to see every single fiber of muscle as he moved his arms. His pecs were popping out from the neckline. The flared pants hugged his waist nicely, rising quite high, and framing his butt better than his Spider-suit. The white cowboy hat really topped everything off. But despite the beauty that was your partner in this outfit, you still felt he was missing something. Maybe something around his neck? That would be quite hot. “I look like a vaquero. Except without the equipment.” He says.
“I mean, it is Western inspired. And it was vaqueros that were the base for the Western cowboy.”
“We definitely did it better.” He takes a spin, watching the way the bottom of his pants flared out.
“You have white boots?”
“They’re the most colorful thing in my closet.”
“Great! They’ll go with the outfit. Now, you’re missing something.”
“Am I? I think it looks great.”
“You just need one more bit of pizzazz!” You rub your chin for a bit. “Lyla!”
“Here!” The AI appears besides Miguel’s shoulder. “I knew he would look good.”
“Lyla, do you think you can find the star patterned pink bandana?”
“Oh.” She winces. “It’s not here on this Earth. But it is available in these Earths and at these storefronts, from what I can gather.” Lyla expands the map of the multiverse.
“Well, we can start there. I’ll be back soon Miguel.”
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Miguel was...very surprised to see you come back with a ton of scratches and bruises. But you were beaming brightly and judging by the bag in your hand, you had succeeded in your mission. He should’ve figured that you were willing to fight tooth and nail for the last fashion accessory for your partner. After all, what was better than getting to dress him up? “Geez! What happened (Y/N)!” Lyla cleans her glasses to make sure it wasn’t dirt blocking her vision.
“I fought people for it. Turns out everywhere in the multiverse is looking for this? It’s the biggest multiversal fashion trend.” You pull the box out and toss the bag, before removing the top of the box. “It’s like fresh!” You approach your partner with the bandana and he lets you tie it around his neck. When you step back, you feel your eyes water. “It’s perfect!”
“Awww. Should let (Y/N) dress you up more. They know what they’re doing.” Lyla looks at her watch. “Got to go. I’ll catch you two at the party!” The AI disappears.
“Okay now I have to get ready!”
“Take your time cariño.” His voice just purred softly. And you needed to prevent yourself from just melting at the way he spoke to you.
When you came out, your scratches and bruises were gone (mostly). And you had dressed up in your cutest pink ensemble. You looked like a Barbie doll! And honestly, Miguel was feeling like he was just a Ken. He looked nowhere near as good. “I like what you did beneath your eyes.” You had put small stones to complete your makeup look.
“Thank you! I’m happy you like it.”
“I always like what you do.”
“You’re going to make me collapse from how cheesy you are.”
“I’ll just catch you.” Miguel pulls you close to him and presses a gentle kiss on your cheek. He’s careful not to ruin the makeup.
“Shall we get going?”
“I don’t know. How about we just stay here for a little longer? No one arrives to a party on time anyways.”
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headkiss · 1 year
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Hi hun hope you’re staying warm! I’m sorry this is a last minute holiday one! I was wondering you could write a Christmas Eddie x reader where the party all do secret Santa and Eddie ends up getting reader? They aren’t dating just crushing and Eddie is freaking out because he wants to get her something really special *cue Dustin’s help* and it ends on a sweet note. Thank you! ❤️
hi love!! i hope this is good <3 it’s my gift to u, merry christmas | 0.7k, fluff, fem!reader
Secret Santa was a great tradition amongst your friends, and when Eddie joined the group, you were all happy to have another name in the hat.
It’s the second Christmas with Eddie around and you can’t deny that the holidays feel better with him. Brighter. You also can’t deny how much you like him.
You’ve grown close, and he’s so much more than what you were expecting. The crush started out as just that, a crush, and grew and grew until it became something huge. A certain four letter word kind of huge.
Though you’re clueless to it, the same goes for Eddie. He’s convinced that he was in love the moment he met you. His world shifted, something clicked into place.
That’s why his stomach drops when he picks your name for secret Santa this year.
He likes you so much—loves you, even—and he knows he has to get something special. He cares more about whether or not you’ll like your gift than he ever has for anyone else and it’s stressful.
Naturally, he goes to Dustin for help.
“Listen, it has to be really good,” he says. “Like really, really good.”
“You’ve said that like ten times,” Dustin replies, his usual sass present as always.
“Because it’s true! Help me.”
“Doesn’t she like to read?”
“Yeah. Loves it.”
“Get her a book. Problem solved.”
“Wow, thank you so much, Henderson. A book. How special,” Eddie deadpans.
“Make it special, Eddie. You know, with your pizzazz.”
Make it special with your pizzazz. What the fuck is he supposed to do with that?
Days later, Eddie finally figures out a special present to do with books. He worries over and over that it’s stupid, that you’ll hate it, but it’s the best thing he’s come up with (thanks to Dustin, after all).
Secret Santa occurs on Christmas Eve, and that’s where you are now.
Eddie greeted you with a hug when he saw you, holding you tight longer than usual, trying not to obviously breathe you in. Your smell, your comfort. When you pulled back, he was almost stunned by how pretty he finds you.
It’s not a new thought. He notices constantly, but sometimes it just hits him. He blames the holidays for it this time. You’re wearing a Christmas sweater vest, a plain long sleeve beneath it, and jeans. It’s perfect on you.
“I like your outfit,” he says, when he really means that you’re the prettiest person in the entire world, he thinks.
“Thanks, I like yours too,” it’s the same as he always wears, but he knows you mean it.
He’s a mess when the gift exchanging starts, his leg bouncing. He wants you to like it so much. He hardly notices when it’s his turn to pass his present, lost in his head.
“Eddie?” You move to catch his gaze.
“Hm?”
“It’s your turn.”
“Oh, sorry.” He grabs the present he spent way too long wrapping, hands it to you slowly, “Merry Christmas.”
When you take it from him, your fingers brush. Even after the contact, they’re left burning with the memory.
You unwrap it gently, like you’re trying to savor it. Eddie watches your face the entire time, eyes searching for any reaction. What he gets is a look, your mouth in the shape of an ‘O’ from surprise.
“You didn’t,” you say.
A chorus of ‘what is it’s sound from your friends. You’d almost forgotten they were there, too.
“It’s a first edition,” Eddie says.
A special book. Your favorite one, first edition, with a card tucked away in its pages for you to find later.
“Eddie, this is perfect.”
“You like it, then?”
“Are you kidding?!”
At his shy smile you can’t hold yourself back from springing up to hug him. He’s still sitting, unprepared, so you lean down and wrap your arms around his shoulders. His come around your back quickly.
You bury your face in his neck, press a kiss that’s so light Eddie’s not sure if he dreamt it, and mumble, “thank you.”
“You’re welcome, babe.”
With his arms around you, Eddie decides that he’s going to ask you out as soon as you’re alone. He can’t keep hiding his feelings when you’re the only person he’s ever felt them for. They practically seep out of him now.
Robin leans over to Steve, “how much you wanna bet they’re dating next time we see them?”
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genshin-side-piece · 4 months
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Margarita Iudicis
Here's me, going through my works in progress to see what's really done and what's not. This one was supposed to be longer, but I ran out of steam on it. I may come back to it, I may not.
Warnings: Yandereish Content, Implied Stalking, No Pronouns are used for the reader, but it was writter with a Fem aligned reader in mind, my bad writing, anything else I missed, Nothing Explicit, SFW
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The Iudex of Fontaine has many responsibilities when it comes to the nation. He manages the court. He oversees all of the nation's administrative affairs. He leads the Marechaussee Phantom. All of them are as important as they are dull, but his consistency in carrying through on his duty is something to be admired. His commitment had won him much praise from the citizens. They viewed him as a bastion of both propriety and justice. In the nation’s eyes, Neuvillette was honorable, reliable, but also boring. He didn’t possess the same flash and pizzazz as his counterpart, Furina. To many, that was a blessing. The Chief Justice of Fontaine didn’t need to be flashy. He didn’t need sparkle and flash to wow the crowds. He need only do his job fairly, that was enough. 
One of Neuvillette’s more famous and rather frivolous duties is the annual selection of the Pearl of the Season. In the past, the duty had fallen to the archon, but within the last century or so, Furina decided she simply couldn't be bothered. The parties and balls were fun to her. They tended to be filled with some sort of drama or excitement that fulfilled her need to be entertained. The presentations though, she found them beyond dreary. A line three miles long of sniveling, simpering debutantes nearly bored her to tears. In her mind, she had better things to do or more interesting places to be, so she obliged herself to do just that. There had been several instances over the years where she hadn't bothered to show up. Other times, she had picked the first person presented or even drawn a random number out of a hat and declared that individual the winner. The disregard shown by Furina to the tradition was something that rubbed people the wrong way. While she didn’t take it seriously, many amongst the aristocracy did. The distinction of being the Pearl or having someone selected as such could change a family's entire future. The idea that it was being mistreated wasn’t taken lightly.
Numerous complaints from the aristocracy, along with threats of the elite pulling their support from the Archon altogether shifted the responsibility of selecting the Pearl from Furina to Neuvillette. It was a solution that many agreed should have happened much sooner. The Iudex was certainly more reliable than the archon, he possessed more patience too. When the appointed day arrived, he was dutiful to a fault, generally unbiased in his choice, and always reliable when it came to choosing the most appropriate candidate. Neuvillette showed no reservations in his new found responsibility. He sat quietly, listening to name after name, seeing person after person as each was presented to him. His face never wavered. He maintained the same well practiced, neutral expression he always wore. Nothing phased him; Not fawning, not forgetfulness, not fainting. He was as steady as they came. 
After a few years certain members of the court could swore that wasn’t true. According to them, Neuvillette wasn’t as neutral as he appeared. They claimed that through careful observation of the Iudex that they had picked up on subtle little tells. Ticks, gestures, or even cracks in that stony facade when he saw things he liked and disliked. According to them, Neuvillette had preferences for certain clothing types, perfumes, even hairstyles. For a price, they would sell them to those seeking to win the Chief Justice's favor. Because to many of the elite, that was the ultimate goal. To win the title of Pearl of the Season, meant you won Neuvillette as well. When Furina had abandoned her duty to Neuvillette, he had graciously taken it on with one condition; that for a specific duration set by him, the pearl he chose was his to do with as he saw fit. After he was finished, all doors were open. For that time though, which depended on the individual, the Chief Justice expected no challenges to his claim. To say that every noble family, whether they be low or high leapt at the opportunity to have a member of their own family be alone with the Iudex of Fontaine was an understatement. The honor or rather the sacrifice as Furina termed it, was a rare one. Every citizen of Fontaine would give the entirety of the Northland Bank’s reserves just for the chance to exert any influence over the Chief Justice. The idea of having him in their back pocket should they need him made the investment of the Iudex’s Ball and the social season worth it.
The city would begin buzzing once the first vestiges of spring started to appear. The second the flowers bloomed, Mora and fine fabrics began to flow like ripples across the water as the elite prepared to take their aim at the elusive Monsieur. The rumor mills began to churn with frequent regularity, reporting on everything concerning the Iudex. The gossip mongers kept a keen eye on him throughout the year, eager to sell any and every detail they had managed to uncover. In the bars, the favorites would be established and betting pools created. The opera never failed to sell during this time. Performances and trials alike were packed to the gills, the hopefuls dressed in their finery in a vain attempt to catch the Chief Justice’s eye before they were presented to him at a later date. Only one hopeful had actually succeeded in drawing his attention. The sheer garishness of her attire, coupled with her own behavior had forced him to pause the trial she was at so that he might have her removed. It was a good lesson to all. The fashions, along with the shameless attention mongering were toned down at the opera house to appease Neuvillette’s insistence of decorum while he was there. In their place came gifts and offerings that were often sent as tokens of esteem at the start of the season. A pile would quickly form, filling an entire corner of Neuvillette’s rather impressive office. He generally ignored them, leaving them where they lay until someone other than him opened them and dealt with them. Neuvillette couldn’t be bothered with them, just like he couldn’t be bothered with the whispers, and the gossips, and the papers. The Iudex had better things to do than deal with the frivolous nature of humans. He had research of his own to complete, research that involved you. 
He was never one to play favorites, nor was he one to show deference to any one individual when it came to his selection. Furina liked to claim there were front runners. Members of the court who had managed to catch Neuvillette’s eye throughout the year. She often sent flowers to them on his behalf, just to make things more fun. She got a particular delight in seeing a certain hope be raised, only to have it come crashing down when Neuvillette inevitably deviated from Furina’s chosen few and selected an entirely different candidate. That was his duty after all. Neuvillette had been asked to select the best candidate to fulfill the role he was prepared to give them. Who had provided him with the nicest gift or had the best clothes or the most mora shouldn’t and couldn’t matter. He was the Chief Justice, it was important for the people to understand that he could not be bought. Why sell himself to the nobility for something as cheap as a pen, when he could have you for the price of a dance? 
The bain of Neuvillette’s existence was that he was purposefully alone. He isolated himself from the world as a way of maintaining his impartiality. A necessary evil or that’s what he told himself when his own needs over took his ideals and the loneliness got the better of him. Humans were intrinsically social. They possessed a need to reach out to each other. He wasn’t so different in that regard. He had the melusines. They were always happy to help when he found himself feeling especially blue, but amongst the people of Fontaine, Neuvillette was an entity unto himself. There was no one else like him. No one could possibly understand his burden. He was utterly alone in that regard. It ate at him, opening a void in his own soul that begged to be filled. He had tried to ignore it. His duty to the nation, to its people took precedence. Neuvillette had to be stalwart in it. He had to maintain his impartiality. He had to preserve order. He had to hold himself apart. In the night though, when the world fell silent and his mind wandered, he found those ideals shattering around him as his thoughts lingering on you. On your pretty smile, on the warmth that you always seemed to exude, on how you would feel around him once he finally had you in his arms. 
You had become an obsession of his. From the moment he had first laid eyes on you all the way to now, he knew you were meant to be his. Something deep within him, an ancient, almost primal instinct deemed it so. Had it still been those ancient days, he could have long had you. There was no such thing as rules or propriety in those times. He could have taken you for himself and not endured the agony of having to wait for your guardians to follow through with the ritual that was offering you to him. As it stood now though, he was forced to do just that. He couldn’t approach. He couldn’t show deference. All Neuvillette could do was watch and wait and learn. Countless hours he did not have had been poured into learning all he could about you.  From the brand of perfume you wore, to what kind of lace decorated your undergarments, nothing regarding your tastes or interests was beyond his reach. The only thing he could not find or could not control was the date of your social debut.
In a rather agonizing twist of fate, your guardians had delayed your presentation multiple times. Each delay had been a gash across Neuvillette’s very soul. The cruelty of having to spend another year waiting was almost too much to bear. If the action of insisting you be presented to him wasn’t so utterly damning to both his reputation and the entire selection process as a whole, then he would have long been able to dispense with the formalities and have you by his side. Until then, he would be forced to wait. His consolation was that with another year, came another pearl, and with another pearl came the chance to practice. Neuvillette had already spent several seasons in anticipation of your selection, it never hurt to perfect his methods. Not when the children of the elite were oh so willing to help him learn. They had shown him that human pleasure was seemingly boundless. With every year he seemed to learn more and more. Different touches, different teases, all cataloged into his memory. Ready and waiting for the day he would make you sing for him. Until that time though, he would keep himself at a distance; admiring you from across the room as a proper gentleman should.
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@skulld3mort-1fan replied to your post “PERSONAL ASSISTANT DANNY AU!!! Amity Park has a...”:
Question is this before brice adopted dick or after ?? Is this when he has either jason or tim?? Cause this could be hilarious that they see Danny as Bruce keeper by how he manages to get him to his next schedule despite the amount of bullshit he's gone through and they all love the man cause he manages to be able to scold bruce as well as has Alfred's respect ( this can also slowly build to bruce x Danny thered very few of them and I really want to find some other )
​I think there's potential for the AU during any section of Bruce's life! It'd be funny to see 40-something year old Bruce with a massive gaggle of kids and is also secretly a hardened vigilante, city cryptid, and recognized founder of the Justice League to be manhandled by some 25-year-old recent graduate that looks like he weighs a hundred pounds soaking wet.
However, I think for this AU I'm leaning more towards Danny and Bruce being around the same age. (I've already discussed my thoughts on a possible romantic relationship for them here if you're interested)
So to set the scene:
Bruce is around 25/26 when he returns to Gotham and is intent to regain his position as CEO and majority shareholder of his parents' company while also setting himself up as The Batman. The former he accomplishes with all the pizzazz and efficiency of Elle Woods from Legally Blonde (because you can't convince me that a competent Brucie Wayne isn't just Elle Woods). But the board members still underestimate Bruce. They think he's too young, too inexperienced, and honestly? He's been gone from the face of the earth for years so they just have no idea how to deal with Bruce. And if there's one thing businessmen don't like (other than losing money), it's uncertainty.
They pressure Bruce into getting a PA because "Well, Mr. Wayne you've been gone from Gotham for so long, there's so much you need to catch up on. A PA would do wonders in keeping you organized!" It's honestly just a very thinly veiled excuse to get someone to spy on Bruce. Bruce can't figure out a way to get out of it, so he's forced to go along. He rejects ever applicant that came at the recommendation of most of his Board, and while it would be great to hire someone from Gotham, this is the era before Wayne Enterprises gained its shiny and clean personality, and there's no telling if any of these applicants have been bribed by one party or another.
Surprisingly, the answer to his problems came from a business meeting with Vlad Masters.
"If you're still looking, I'd like to recommend a candidate," Vlad said. "He's the son of some good friends of mine and had worked as my own PA for some time. He's quite good." Bruce nearly missed Vlad mutter 'almost too good' under his breath, but didn't remark on it.
"Oh? Why are you handing him to the competition then?"
"Ah, the two of us had some...differences. And the boy's at that age where he wants to see more of the world. So, why not Gotham? I'll send you his resume. Just think on it."
Despite Bruce's suspicions, there wasn't anything sketchy that he could dig up on Danny Fenton. Besides, Vlad Masters was notorious in guarding his privacy, and if he recommended Fenton, well, Bruce could at least count on him not getting bribed by anyone.
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jhdanes · 2 months
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Another Earth-16 teaser! Batsy-babeeei, you see the glitter box anywhere, this party needs more PIZZAZZ! Inspired by prompt from @write-it-motherfuckers
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ailuropoda-sims · 1 year
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🌻Himari Kosaka🌻
Himari moved from Mt. Komorebi to San Myshuno in order pursue her dream of becoming a fashion designer; the colorful styles exhibited by the likes of Diego Lobo and Penny Pizzazz have always inspired her. Gifted with an eye for aesthetics and design, Himari's path to success seems straightforward...were it not for her crippling shyness working against her.
Basic Info: Age: Young Adult (I imagine her around 19-early 20's) Pronouns: She/They Traits: Creative, Art Lover, Socially Awkward Favorite Food: SimCity Cheesecake Favorite Music Station: S-Pop and Tween Pop
Aaaaaaaaa, I did it! I actually completed a makeover of a pre-made Sim!! And she turned out great!!!! The only thing I changed is her outfits, her makeup, and her hair; her body, facial structure, eyes, skin tone were untouched! For those curious this is what said pre-made Sim looked like before the makeover. Most of Himari's outfits took a lot of inspo from Japanese fashion styles and trends, thanks to pinterest and tumblr for all the photo references! CC used by Himari will be listed down below!
General: Hair Outfit 1/Everyday: Earrings, Choker, Hoodie, Skirt, Gloves, Rings, Bag, Sneakers
Outfit 2/Formal: Beret, Cherry Earrings, Choker, Dress, Heart Bag, Stockings, Loafers
Outfit 3/Party: Floral Headband and Dress, Gemstone Necklace, Rings, Nails, Stockings, Pearl Sandals
Outfit 4/Sleep: Pajama Shirt, Pajama Pants, Puffy Slippers
Outfit 5/Hot Weather: Hat, Necklaces, Dress, Bracelet (TSR), Nails, Socks (TSR), Sandals
Outfit 6/Cold Weather: Rabbit Ear Headband, Choker, Sweater, Skirt (TSR), Socks, Shoes Poses: @katverse, @helgatisha, @ratboysims, @uh0htaj, @nell-le Thanks to all the wonderful CC creators for their CC! @daylifesims, @ssiat, @oppasims, @simancholy, @its-adrienpastel, @serenity-cc, @at-mach, @lumysims, @pleyita, @miikocc, @pralinesims, @ts4eve, @raccoonium, @saruin, @jius-sims, @simblob, @wildlyminiaturesandwich, @sadlydulcet, @dallasgirl79, @arethabee, @sclub-privee, @rottenmothboy, @dissiasims, @keigochu, @saurusness, @trillyke
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