#also ren = frog

[grassbreads]

The funniest thing about BingQiu as a relationship is that they are both well aware that their whole thing is vaguely weird and unhealthy, but I think that both of them are entirely incapable of seeing or caring about the other one's flaws.

Like, if you sat Shen Qingqiu down and asked him seriously if he thought his relationship was normal, he'd heave a deep sigh and start talking about how yes he knows that marrying his former student is a little creepy, and yes he knows that his having read all of PIDW before meeting Binghe also puts them at a weird imbalance, but most of the plot points from the original webnovel are done now, and Binghe's an adult and not exactly his student anymore, even if he does still call him Shizun, and Binghe's the one who wanted to go after him first, not the other way around, so he's pretty sure it's fine now, right? At least passable? And if you brought up the demon blood parasites, or the dubious consent of their first kiss, or any of the other shit Binghe's done to him, he'd wave his hand and say that yes, he knows Binghe's a little high maintenance and unstable sometimes (god does he know), but he more or less deserved all of that violence for the original Sqq's abuse and his kicking Binghe into hell anyway, so it's not like he can stay mad.

Meanwhile, if you asked Luo Binghe if his relationship was healthy, he would say yes.

But if you forced him to stop and think about if either him or his Shizun have hurt each other, he'd start crying about how awful he feels for having hurt sqq the time they slept together in the rubble, and how he regrets having held him captive against his will (multiple times), and how he even sort of regrets using his demon blood. And if you asked him how he felt about dating his teacher, someone who more or less raised him, he'd grin at you and say that it's the best thing ever.

#like lou binghe is obviously very capable of finding faults in shen Qingqiu #but he is very good at explaining things away and setting aside worries #(see: him deciding to ignore years of abise the second sqq starts to be kind to him) #and so though he's anxious about being abandoned or hated for his demon-ness #he also thinks sqq hung the goddamn moon in the sky #meanwhile sqq knows there's something wrong with lou Binghe #but at some point he went from 'this man is crazy and I need to stay away' #to 'this guy is really annoying but I love him anyway I guess' #and he has never looked back since #BingQui #the scum villain's self saving system #svsss #ren zha fanpai zijiu xitong #rzfzx #invasion of the frogs #andie reads svsss

[aptenodykes]

shitty renben mood board feat. renben coded animals from the discord

#ren prime #kylo ren #ben solo #renben #star wars #star wars sequels #also the frogs are from Kylux trash pit #thank you for contributing to my renben coded animal nonsense on discord

[problemcore]

hot singles in your area !!!111 we fast this kippur for HER sins

#eyestrain #cw eye strain #ask to tag #demon oc #oc art #dnoodles #credit to michael for the fast joke #and thank you ren gebder for the hot singles joke #im not Exactly fasting this year. just trying to see how long i can last. #cuz i wanna fast next year #have an easy fast yall <3 #BTW I J U S T REMEMBERED this oc DOES have a name #its so rare for me to name my ocs lmfao. but i made her in like 9th grade #her name is topaz. becuz she's trapped inside a topaz jewel. lol. #she has a forked tongue like a snake but also a long sticky tongue like a frog #and she also jumps. like a frog. hense the long ass legs. #aaaaaand she has poisonous saliva. #and she's ourple. she's basically everything i loved in 9th grade lmao #ok see ya #topaz (oc) #my ocs

[minamiren]

applying for grad school and getting back into the lifestyle again early by writing a paper half deranged at four am while drinking coffee and watching fnaf videos on 1.75x speed. i thought i was going to die every time i walked up my stairs in the dark

#first grad school app SUBMITTED at eight twenty #also had a chocolate frog head for dinner at like one am #ren speaks #quite proud of myself actually for finally submitting #i have been very stressed about apps

[whitepeachfarm]

Low key I’m trying to convince her to date Seb too because he’s the one I think she’ll like ahfjfl but she said she might end up just having krobus live with her cuz she doesn’t particularly like anybody, she said none of them are nice enough ahdjfgl

#I think she just hasn’t gotten to know Harvey well enough yet tbh!! #but also. Seb drives a motorcycle. and loves frogs. and is so sweet and nice and affectionate once you’re dating #I just!! think she should give him a chance!! #there’s no way I’m convincing her to date Shane tho; she hates him at this point ahfjgl #I’m pretty sure she gives him mean gifts every day. which makes my heart sad but also I understand #ren speaks #seb

[countercharmd]

what i say: im gonna write now what i mean: im gonna obsess over the lyrics to one of my favorite rosie tucker songs

#save game; ooc. #//wouldn't we be perfect together if we wanted exactly the same thing? #//is such a ren and wyll sentiment it kinda kills me #//i can't believe i'll die before becoming a frog #//is also very ren #//and up until now i thought it was a silly sentiment #//but actually it reminds me of wistful trans kid dreams #//and the dread of 'i've finally started to figure myself out- #//'-and it's right before the end of the world' #//ren being so scared he's gonna beef it before figuring himself out #//hm. #//anyways im normal

[taxi-boi]

so yknow the "soulmates get physical traits from eachother" headcannon?

scott getting a small moon among the ring of stars around his head that just orbits around him. if he tries to get rid of it it just comes straight back like a boomerang so he opts to ignore it

cleo who grows creeper scales that she plucks and peels off. not only because it reminds her of Him... but also because its painful. which means it Hurts Him.

pearl who gets a ring of stars of her own to go around her head. dazzling little lights infront of her eyes. reminding her of what she could have had.

martyn who chose to hate cleo back. who chose to leave pearl behind, (blaming her for their gaslight gatekeep girlboss trio, when hes the one who dragged her into the nether.) not trying to make amends and pushing everyone away to go out on his own. his heart is cold and dead and his body reflects that as he begins to rot.

---

grian gets scars scars (even more so than any other soulmate would. not faint markings but full on scar tissue) and scar gets grians wings. (love birds. desert eagles. vultures.)

big b gets dog ears and ren gets a frogs tongue (he killed a frog. big b kissed one)

joel gets the anime eyes from naruto and etho gets shrek ears. they were made for eachother.

impulse gets white tips and highlights in his hair. bdubs gets those dwarven horns.

jimmy the canary in a coal mine. tango the blaze, the fire. they both have black coal stains on them. tango gets small pheonix esque wings. jimmy gets entirely (life color and/or red) colored eyes. the coal mine. they're already prone to exploding.

#double life smp #zombie cleo #inthelittlewood #dangthatsalongname #pearlescentmoon #if the cleo one sounds weird its because i originally based it off a headcanon that martyn had antlers #and that she would file them down #apearently theres one person total that ever headcanoned that. #i dunno maybe creepers can have antlers. as a treat #i mean it was either creeper or listener based. but what am i gonna do give cleo big ears? #grian minecraft #goodtimeswithscar #bigbstatz #rendog #impulsesv #bdouble0 #smallishbeans #ethoslab #jimmy solidarity #tangotek #if you cant tell this post was originally gonna be about the divorce quartet #but i figured i might as well add in the rest #i would have given ren and big b goat horns if it werent for the fact that the entire season is goat horn themed- #i was gonna give etho a beard until i found out that joel beard was a last life thing. #i also had to look up the anime etho was from

[mcyt-trios]

PROPAGANDA:

Team Zit:

Separate, they are insane. Together, they are even more insane and egg each other on plus bonus funny noises, jokes, and redstone.

Umm my little redstone science freaks teehee <3

Everyone looks at them and assumes that Impulse is the one in control, that he’s the one who’s got his shit together and has to reel the other two in but he isn’t. He really isn’t lmfao. Two redstone geniuses and a mad scientist but when they’re in the same room together all of their collective braincells go fleeing in terror.

Champions of the first season of Hardcore Hermits, even though they were the only team playing without natural regeneration! They're a platonic trio but sometimes joke about each other in a way that's on the edge of what is appropriate for Hermitcraft.

Broken Hearts Club:

martyn and ren take every chance to be dramatic and pearl takes every chance to be chaotic. they work well together they all got minecraft cheated on

they're just sad little guys. One of them is absolutely deranged, another has voices in his head and the last one has no filter in his speech /aff Also, BURN THE LOG! CROACK THE FROG! PET THE DOG!

These people are just.. losers.. (or 'loose cannons' as Pearl and Martyn call themselves). They're sopping wet cats who were ABANDONED by their soul mates. Saddest, wettest cat trio.

#mcyt-trios #mcytblr trio bracket #polls #round 2

[anime-and-toon-oc-time]

Hey @ask-milo-suzuki (look! Daddy Legion!)

LEGION YAMAMOTO VS NUCKALAVEE GRIMM

Slayers and hunters fear my hoovesteps

Nuckalavee Grimm info:

Height: 15 feet

Weight: 900lbs

Weapons: Claws, Hooves

Strengths: One of the strongest creatures of Grimm to ever exist, Has caused the deaths of countless Huntsmen and innocent civilians, Immensely powerful (Having killed countless Huntsmen of varying skill including Lie Ren’s parents, Nearly killed Team RNJR), Is extremely durable (Has a multitude of Weapons sticking out of it causing it no harm of discomfort, It took everything Team RNJR had to wear it down and defeat it), Extreme reflexes (Was able to react and counter attacks from Team RNJR when they attacked it from multiple sides and angles), Can stretch its arms for ranged attacks.

Weaknesses: Seems to be only able to move either the Horse or humanoid parts of its body at a time (the humanoid part hanging limp off when the Horse half moves and the Horse standing stock still whilst the humanoid part attacks).

Legion Yamamoto info:

Height:7foot 2 as a humanoid oni but he grows up to 35-40 foot as a true demon

Weight:Unknown but he makes sink holes when he jumps and craters when he falls.

Weapons:metal club, claws, teeth, demon blood art.

Strengths:despite being younger then most demons by the time he steps into the limelight he's one of the strongest demons that lived and he's survived everything up to an unknown death (the whole village was chanting for Kaito to win against Posiden.) Insane strength (threw train cars at muzan as a demon as a human he ripped demons apart and could throw around a massive club to split demons in two as a demon he was strong enough to split mountains and easily threw a large robot triple the size of a tank called Nancy. [According to death battle it should way 15 to 20 tons]) Insane durability (one of the few demons that's immune to sunlight and can't die by decapitation. Being an Oni in the reboot timeline he is bullet and blade proof. He's also been decapitated so many times it's nothing more then a nuisance.) Suprising speed (Despite his massive size he kept up with Douma and helped both the slayers and tanjiro defeat muzan and akaza without slowing down. Kaito believes he's faster than upper moon 4) his blood art gives him the ability to make whatever he eats part of him (ate enough frogs to give himself multiple long tounges gained wings this way. He also did the same to deers cows and elks to grow extra legs. He can use weakened versions of blood arts if he eats a demon as long as he didn't digest them fully. Is the reason he can sprout multiple eyes and arms) Suprisingly good at fighting despite being a brezerker (survived fights against Yoriichi despite knowing what he could do. Fought muzan for 4 hours straight as a human with demon eater powers. Fought akaza to a standstill as a human.)

Weaknesses:he's very straightforward and prideictable in a fight. He canonically dies before the start of Izukus time according to the other Einherjars. While immune to demon weaknesses he has a skin/allergy to water which worsened when he became an Oni (melted to a puddle almost killing him when Milo alsomost got swept away in a flood in the future.) Will sacrifice himself without thinking even if it does more harm then good. He's a massive target.

[canarydarity]

(mooooooooooore DL rancher angst. because what else am I good for </3 /j)

No matter how you looked at it, the knock was startlingly out of place; it was late, late enough that a truce-like state should have fallen over the players, late enough that no one would want to risk running into more mobs than they could handle; it was peaceful, they hadn’t accrued more than a single pair of red names so far, and he didn’t think they’d given Ren and Bigb a reason to come after them—at least, not more than anyone else had; it was also them, all season people had been coming and going from the ranch as they pleased, not an ounce of courtesy in sight. If someone really wanted to come in, they woulda just done it. 

So, all in all…a knock?

Tango was already up and halfway across the room by the time his brain had synthesized these as the reasons why. 

Behind him, Jimmy called a wobbly and worried “Tangooo?” 

“Just,” Tango threw a hand backward towards the bed in hopes of staving off Jimmy’s shadow until he figured out what was going on. “Stay there, for a second.” 

Like some cut-off had been reached, the second he was close enough to wrap his hand around the handle all haste had vanished—the feeling of urgency holding a negative association with his proximity to the door. He’d had the nerve to get up, to get himself there, but getting his hand to turn and push was an entirely different thing. 

The door not yet having been opened, the possibility of what was waiting for him on the other side yawned and stretched towards endless. In a way, not knowing but speculating was worse than just opening the damn thing and facing the one singular scenario that was, but that was why he struggled to do it. Schrodinger’s danger—this was stupid; Tango opened the door. 

No one was there. 

He blinked in the face of its emptiness for a moment. Of all the situations he had considered, absolutely zero of them included opening the door to nothing. The one definite thing a knock spoke to was the presence of someone—something. So, what, they risked the middle of the night in peace times to come to the ranch they all loved barging into anyway to ding-dong ditch? That seemed, like, a gazillion times more unlikely.  

Tango moved to shut the door, trying to shake off the adrenaline, the too-familiar feeling of someone else being a step ahead of him and bemused by it. He ducked to turn back to Jimmy, play the brave one, laugh it off in hopes Jimmy would follow, and then, he saw: just a glint in the corner of his eye, something small and shiny on the doorstep. 

A golden apple. 

Tango stared at it the way you’d stare at a car crash you hadn’t the chance to get out of the way of in time, the look a doctor had in their eye when they announced your prognosis was bad, abysmal, terminal. It was the brightest thing for yards—a glowing, unignorable fixed point; the kind of bright that in tree frogs usually indicated poisonous, the kind of glowy cartoonists made chemicals when they wanted you to know falling in would reduce you to bones. And it just sat there. 

“Tango,” behind him, the bed creaked. “What is it?” 

Urgency returned, and, with renewed purpose, Tango moved once more. Fear flooded his senses again—it hadn’t really gotten very far to begin with—but this time it was of a different breed, born from someplace else. He tried to both square himself in the doorway, block the view out, and regain nonchalance, affecting some sort of behavior that would convince Jimmy to just leave things be. “Nothing, don—”

But Jimmy was already behind him, and Tango wasn’t tall enough to obstruct his line of sight. 

“Oh.”

And it sort of felt like Tango had failed. Failed what he didn’t know but by the stone in his stomach he knew that he had. He tracked the feeling all the way down his throat and through his middle, getting hooked and snagging on his organs as it went, pulling them with it until he was completely out of alignment, rearranged all wrong; the moment where you opened a test booklet and realized you didn’t know a single answer. 

He shook his head, an aborted no becoming no more than a breath that passed his lips at just the right angle to whistle or whine. He bent down and picked up the apple, and, no sooner than he stood again, lobbed it down the hill towards the ravine in some effort to rectify even a modicum of his uselessness. The apple thunked hard into the dewy late-night grass, probably rolled somewhere out of the way; he didn’t know, he couldn't see it anymore—he’d have to grab it and dispose of it at some point, but he could do that in the morning. He had other things to attend to. 

Tango shut the door and turned to assess the damage. 

Jimmy’s arms were goosebumped where they were exposed—just his white undershirt left on to sleep in—and his head was tilted down, the top of it visible to Tango more than anything else, his hair not mused enough yet to be called bedhead though it was certainly a start. Tango took a step towards him, crowded him just a little, placed one of his hands on Jimmy’s waist, skin warmth bleeding through the thin cotton, and the other on the junction where his shoulder met his neck. Jimmy stayed looking down. 

Tango couldn’t think of a single fucking thing to say. 

After a few seconds, Jimmy sniffled, pulled up one of his hands and ran it across his nose, mushed it into his cheek. 

“Hey,” he ventured softly, in the absence of any other thought. Jimmy only glanced up slightly. “Let's…go back to bed, yeah?”

If it hadn’t already been clear that all chances of sleep had been banished by the panic of a late-night knock, it was by the way they both responded to that statement by sitting on the side of the bed rather than lying back down. A haze had fallen over the room, a trance-like state prompting them to move in the way they thought they should, in the way it seemed they were being directed; their actions pre-determined, someone else's hand on the joystick. Robotically, they maneuvered onto the bed side-by-side, silence still reigning, eye contact (from one party) still vehemently denied.  

And it just…wasn’t fair. The way there was no period of wondering between the discovery and the understanding, the way Tango didn’t see the apple and question why it was there, but rather knew, innately, what was being poked, prodded at. He hadn’t stopped to doubt, he hadn’t been confused, and maybe that’s what was the most upsetting—not the presence of the apple alone, but the way the person who left it was confident its message would be interpreted without fail. The way Tango was complicit by letting it.

It was the fact that he hadn’t opened the door to a trap or an ambush, but to a taunt; the apple not left behind as some sort of distraction, someone waiting to break in the back while they looked out the front, but as something else entirely, something completely unrelated to the game and its progression. There were no hidden motives, no ulterior plans—only the sadistic amusement that came with throwing a rock into a pond just to see the fish scatter. It didn’t put whoever did it ahead, it didn’t force them to fall any more behind. It just was, and it was cruel. 

Jimmy was still silently staring at the opposing wall, the both of them not even bothering to pretend they weren’t dwelling, and the more Tango sat in the discomfort that had fallen over the ranch, the more he thought, the angrier he got. He couldn’t just be here anymore and not do a single fucking thing about it. He leaned nearly entirely off the bed in his reach for his shoes, shoved his feet into them without precision or care about their security, and was up, diverting on his way towards the door to scrunch the fabric of his vest and pull it off the back of the chair it rested on, before turning on his heel and then he was off—

He was stopped with a hand gripping his forearm in its passing by, came to with Jimmy shouting “Tango!” for what he knew likely wasn’t the first time. 

Tango looked. Jimmy hadn’t gotten off the bed, but he’d leaned forward to latch onto Tango and stop his campaign, his eyebrows raised in misery, his lips downturned in upset. He wasn’t looking away, just around; his eyes landing on the wall behind where Tango was standing, on the door that had remained quiet since they’d shut it again, on Tango’s chest, or his hand around Tango’s arm. It was the closest Tango had gotten to eye contact in minutes. 

“What are you gonna walk around in the dark ‘til you find who put that there?”

Yes, if he had to—if that’s what it took. But before he could even begin to open his mouth, Jimmy pled, “Tango…” like he hadn’t really been asking, like he’d been hoping saying it would confirm Tango knew that idea was nonsense, not that Tango had been meaning to try regardless. It begged for common sense, it betrayed its wish to concede. 

Tango let out all the air he’d reserved for his returning argument as a heavy breath, almost a sigh, a huff. Its frustration was clear. He knew he wasn’t going to find them, he knew there was no conclusion to be had, he knew the joke had already hit and the moment had already ended. He knew that. But he also knew that complacency wasn’t the answer, and that Jimmy deserved to be fought for. 

He could’ve gone out anyway, walked around until the sun started coming up and all the mobs turned to ash—hell, he could’ve knocked on goddamn doors, inspired the same kind of fear in everyone else that a late night interruption in a game like this did them, and then demanded answers, no more Mr. nice guy. At least that way, he wouldn’t have had to lay back down, to have the conversation he hadn’t stopped thinking about since. 

But Jimmy said, “Can we just go back to bed? Please?” And knew it was a request that couldn’t be denied, knew the power in this interaction that being the victim afforded him, and knew how to play his cards to get Tango to fold. 

Tango took his shoes off, again, kicked them out of the way of the bed, gestured behind Jimmy with the hand that wasn’t being detained. Jimmy scooted backward on the bed, Tango’s forearm still in hand like the moment he let go Tango would dash immediately out the door, or dematerialize entirely, maybe; or even…run down the hill in search of something shimmering gold, and find himself unable to resist just one sweet bite. Tango followed him, nudged his shoulder until he complied and laid back down, allowing Tango to pull him closer as he did too. 

Jimmy still didn’t look at him. They were nearly eye to eye, only one pillow to share between them both, face to face in the dark; their foreheads leaning against one another, shifting away only to find each other again after any and all movement. 

Tango watched the sentence form on Jimmy's lips, watched his face rearrange throughout the composing of the question, the stringing of the words in a line, packaging them to be delivered. He swallowed as he awaited its transmission. 

“If it weren’t against the rules, would you…?”

And Tango said, “It is against the rules,” before that could get any further. The wrong answer. He knew immediately after he said it that it was, and he’d kick himself for it if he could any feasibly at all without getting Jimmy in the crossfire. He knew better than to give a non-answer, but he hadn’t been responding to the actual question, his first thought only stop—a futile hope he could head off Jimmy’s negative feedback loop by undermining it at its core. Another failure on his part. 

Jimmy closed his eyes, shook his head, “But if it weren’t—”

“No.” 

Tango placed one of his hands on Jimmy’s cheek, tilted his head back up towards his, but Jimmy’s eyes remained trained down. “No,” he repeated—he insisted. He didn’t need the eye contact to know Jimmy didn’t believe him. 

He leaned up and kissed Jimmy on the forehead, slid his hand from his cheek to the back of his neck and held him closer, but neither of them fell asleep for a while.

#this was just that. small moment. i fabricated for the second lim life one shot i wrot eform tangos pov #and its haunted me ever since and i wrote. half of it randomly like 3 weeks ago. and just finihsed it tonight on a whim #so pls enojy but know it was also written in haste aksjdhga it probably could be a bit better #i just want it to be done thoguh tbh so i can feel less unwell about this scene </3 #worm writes #team rancher #team rancher fic #solidaritek #trafficshipping #double life smp #jimmy solidarity #tango tek

[theminecraftbee]

“You let the Entity eat Mumbo?”

“I didn’t mean to! Let is a strong word!” wails Grian. He’s been cornered to the side of his cave by Scar and Iskall. He’s covering his face awkwardly with his hands and cowering. Good. At least he knows how much of a serious idiot he’s been being.

“I can’t believe you!” Iskall says. “And you didn’t tell anyone?”

“It was fine!” Grian says. “It was - I had it perfectly well-handled. I already had the Rift and everything, all I needed to do was -”

“You don’t have a handle on the Rift either,” Scar says.

“Shut up,” Grian says. There’s a strange, ominous growl to his voice. Not for the first time, Iskall eyes the stone claws at the end of Grian’s fingers warily. His eyes have always been that weird blank black, but lately they seem especially so. For a moment, Iskall is quiet.

“Okay,” Iskall says. “Fine. You didn’t mean to.” Iskall doesn’t actually believe that, which is also a little terrifying, but he’ll get to that later. “You’re still going to march with me right to - I guess Ren?” He looks at Scar.

Scar shrugs. “I mean, I guess? We don’t have an authority for - for people who get their best friends eaten by their pet rock. I mean, I guess that could be an Xisuma problem, but sometimes I think Tango is better with that stuff and I am not letting Tango near the Entity.”

“What he said,” Iskall says.

“Ren’s going to throw me in jail if I do that. He’s already after my head!”

“Tough shit!” Iskall says.

“Gasp. You said a swear,” Scar says.

“Yes! Because the situation is fucking serious!” Iskall says. “I know it’s funny to say that Mumbo has - it’s been months Grian! Months of you saying he was fine! Months of - if the Entity hadn’t done - well, we wouldn’t know if it hadn’t been for that! Months!”

Iskall and Scar both shudder, remembering what they’d seen of the Entity. Yes, that had pretty thoroughly showed them just how Grian had been lying. Iskall’s never going near it again. All he can think of is flesh and blood and dripping viscera and a familiar face in a place it shouldn’t be twisted in ways it - and Grian had been claiming Mumbo was on vacation.

“I’m not - I have it under control. Look at Grumbot Prime. We have a - it’s under control,” Grian says. “Please. You can’t tell anyone. You can’t tell anyone. Please it’s under control I have it just let me -”

“No, Grian,” Scar says. “We’re going to take this to people who can help. And we’re going to hope it’s not too late.” There’s a long pause. “I’m - I’m not very happy with you,” Scar adds, and the tone that he says it in says everything else.

Grian falls silent. He’s just... staring now. It’s eerie. He’s almost completely still. It’s not how Grian reacts to things. Scar nods and reaches for Grian, and for a moment, Iskall is terrified. He almost stops Scar then.

Something is horribly wrong.

Nothing happens. Grian is nearly limp in Scar’s hands as he’s lifted up. Scar’s expression is odd and blank. It makes sense, given the circumstances, but Iskall is suddenly deeply, deeply aware of the purple light that bathes everything here and those damned stone claws Grian has these days that he’s still not using.

“We’ll get this sorted,” Iskall says, instead of any of his misgivings.

Grian is silent. Iskall looks at Scar over Grian’s head and, together, they start frog marching him to the shopping district, where hopefully they can get him in front of people who can figure out how to rescue Mumbo.

Iskall hopes.

(He feels like something is watching them.)

#hermitcraft #a bee fic #body horror #gore #...do i need to tag this with cannibalism please respond #grian #iskall #goodtimeswithscar #hey so i had this HORRIBLE thought about where mumbo could have canonically gone if we wanted to reach for the horror concepts because like #listen. listen. if we want mumbo to be missing. there's an easy way right there. #haha. hahahaha. haha. #anyway glad to write something that's fucked up for no reason again this is a return to form #this is just like. a SNIPPET of the idea here. not even a full thought. please elaborate if you have elaboration it is one am i don't.

[yellowlifetilly]

In the first episode of Double Life both Ren and BigB found a frog

Ren killed it (hoping it would drop something even if Scott told him that they don't; Grian was also there and yelled at Ren for murdering the frog)

And BigB just looked at the frog and asked it to lead him to his soulmate (which it did, it lead him to Ren)

the rest of the series, even though they tried really hard to make things work as soulmates, they were still seeing someone else’s behind the others’ back (Ren with Martyn & Bigb with Grian) 

#frog as an omen for their relationship #double life #rendog #Bigb #bigbst4tz2 #scott smajor #idk i just- 🐸🐸 frogs #if someone smart wants to add to this or make it more coherent be my guest #trafficblr #double life smp #.txt

[sims4packsbasedlegacychallenge]

And so, it begins... a legacy style challenge

​And so, it begins... a legacy style challenge

For TS4 created by @accomplisheddoubt The official tag for this challenge is… #And so it begins LC

And so, it begins… is a legacy style challenge that will take your family from Base Game to High School Years over several generations. That said, high school years can and will be utilized prior to the final generation just as base game can and will be used after generation one. A few generations will have a sole pack it focuses on, while others may combine two or more packs. This legacy is meant to inspire, provide structure, and most importantly, be fun. If you don’t own a specific pack, or a specific generation doesn’t interest you, change it, make the challenge work for you.

Rules & General Information

This challenge is designed to utilize every stuff, game, and expansion pack for The Sims 4 with a few exceptions.

Each generation will have specific goals and a base storyline to follow, but the rest is up to you. I suggest having ‘wants’ on and going with the flow of the game. 

Aging can be set to normal, long, customized, or even short if you’d prefer the extra challenge.

If a generation doesn’t list all 3 traits (or you use the more traits in CAS mod) you may select traits you’d prefer or randomize them.

No money cheats! Money is easy enough to acquire.

Mods are allowed and encouraged to enhance gameplay.

Unless specifically stated in a generation, the number of children each heir has is up to you. Though you could make things more interesting by rolling 1-6 to determine the amount. Same goes for who is the selected heir. 

Each generation will start with money obtained by their parents, the exact amount is up to you and how much savings the previous generation has accumulated.

Though Cats and Dogs is not fully explored until generation 5, pets are allowed prior.

If you enjoy having an assigned color per generation, you can roll 1-17 for a randomized color or simply assign a color of your choosing per generation. Please note 17 colors are listed in anticipation of add-on generations. 

Apricot, Black, Blue, Brown, Green, Grey, Hot Pink, Lavender, Lime, Mint, Navy, Orange, Pink, Purple, Red, White, Yellow

Remember, while this legacy is meant to help explore the game and provide a set of goals to do so, it is also meant to be fun. If something doesn’t fit your style of gameplay, or your particular interests, change it.

Generation 1

       Base Game + Outdoor Retreat You were recruited into the S.I.M.S.  just out of high school, odd-right? You’ve been relocated to the quaint town of Willow Creek with instructions to blend in and keep your career a secret.  You were planning on taking a year off before finding a career so you could travel. Oh well, you’ll just find time to balance work and travel now. How hard could that be?

Aspiration(s): Neighborhood Confidante + Outdoor Enthusiast

Traits: Genius, Loves the Outdoors, Good

 Career: Secret Agent

World(s): Willow Creek + Granite Falls

Goals:

Move to Willow Creek with $20,000 in starting funds

Complete the Outdoor Enthusiast aspiration

Max the Secret Agent career in the Diamond Agent branch

Max the herbalism skill

Befriend the hermit in Granite Falls

Complete the insect’s collection and display them in your home

Take camping trips with future child(ren)

Optional: also complete the frogs collection

Generation 2

         Get to Work + Spa Day Your parents kept a collection of insects in the house, how gross! And family camping trips, ew. You would never do that to your children. But there was one thing you agreed on with your parents, taking care of yourself naturally. But instead of concocting herbalism potions, you’d prefer a more mindful and financially appeasing approach.

Aspiration(s): Self-Care Specialist

Traits: Squeamish, High Maintenance 

 Career: Own a Retail Business

World(s): Newcrest

Goals:

Move to Newcrest as a young adult

 Complete the Self-Care Specialist aspiration

 Own a 5-star retail business selling wellness items and offering spa services (may be in Newcrest or Magnolia Promenade) 

Max the wellness skill

Optional: build a small yoga studio at your business and offer weekend yoga classes

Generation 3

       Get Together Your parents were always so zen, how boring! You never bought into the whole “wellness” thing they profited on. Though you did admire their following. Fashion has always been of interest to you so as a young adult you move to an up-and-coming town in hopes to make a name for yourself. You have a lot of friends but no best friends.

Aspiration(s): Leader of the Pack + Friend of the World

Traits: Dance Machine, Insider, Outgoing

 Career: Style Influencer

World(s): Windenburg

Goals:

Move to Windenburg as a young adult

Complete the Leader of the Pack + Friend of the World aspirations

Max the Style Influencer career in the Trendsetter branch

Max the dancing and charisma skills

Have at least 2 failed marriages

Fight with partner on a regular basis, you love the drama

Optional: max DJ mixing skill

Generation 4

       Dine Out + City Living You admired your parent’s love for the night life, but you wanted more than Windenburg had to offer. Though they definitely skewed your perception of what love is supposed to look like. The city is full of potential partners and you aim to explore all your options. Your philosophy is to get out the second things begin to get too serious. You saw how often marriage fails, and you’ve got dreams to fulfill, who has time for that unnecessary heartbreak.

Aspiration(s): City Native + Serial Romantic

Traits: Foodie, Romantic, Noncommittal

 Career: Critic and own a restaurant 

World(s): San Myshuno

Goals:

Move to San Myshuno as a young adult

Complete the City Native + Serial Romantic aspirations

Max the Critic career in the Food Critic branch

Open a restaurant in the city that specializes in experimental food

Max the singing skill

Complete the Experimental Food Prints collection

Never marry; you may have a live in partner, a one-night stand that results in a pregnancy (may be a relationship that ends as partner does not want child), or adopt a baby as an adult

Never prioritize your child + only have 1 child

Optional: complete the city posters and/or snowglobes collection(s)

[if my first pet stuff is owned, use it to decorate generation 5’s room]

Generation 5

       Cats and Dogs + My First Pet As a child you always wanted a pet (cat or dog depending on trait), but your parent claimed it would be too much of a commitment. You resented them for always putting their career and romantic endeavors above you. A pet would never do that. So as soon as you’re of age, you move away from the city and settle down in Brindleton Bay where you open your own vet clinic. And adopt a bunch of pets. You even open your house to strays. Animals are all you need, until you finally find a person who shares your passion and respect for animals that is.

Aspiration(s): Friend of the Animals

Traits: Unflirty, Cat or Dog Lover

 Career: Own a vet clinic

World(s): Brindleton Bay

Goals:

Move to Brindleton Bay as a young adult

Must have the Cat Hangout + Dog Hangout lot traits

Complete the Friend of the Animals aspiration

Own a 5-star vet clinic

Max the pet training and veterinarian skills

Complete the Feathers collection

Fall in love with the owner of a patient after becoming friends first

Be good friends with your child(ren)

Generation 6

       Jungle Adventure Your parents were comfortable with their routine lives in a small town, but not you. You wanted to see the world, you desired adventure. Upon graduating high school you take your first trip to Selvadorada and it's as beautiful as you dreamed and full of adventure. From thereon you make it your life's mission to uncover all the mysteries of the jungle. 

Aspiration(s): Archeology Scholar + Jungle Explorer 

Traits: Loner, Kleptomaniac, Self-Assured

 Career: Freelancing, selling artifacts, or writing novels

World(s): Oasis Springs + Selvadorada

Goals:

Move to Oasis Springs as a young adult

Complete the Archeology Scholar + Jungle Explorer aspirations

Max the archaeology skill

Complete the Ancient Artifacts and Omiscan Treasures collections

Have child(ren) as an adult

Optional: fall in love with someone you meet in Selvadorada 

Optional: also complete The Curator aspiration

Generation 7

       Seasons + Parenthood Your parents' life was full of adventure. Which meant you were often left with your grandparents as they explored the wilderness of the jungle. And unlike your parent, you envied the stability of a peaceful routine life. You took up gardening as a teenager and discovered it to be your passion. And while you harbor no resentment for your parents' way of raising you, or lack thereof, you aspire to be a super parent to your future children. You want your children to feel loved and believe they truly can become anything they want to be when they grow up.

Aspiration(s): Super Parent

Traits: Family-Oriented

 Career: Gardener

World(s): any previous world of your choosing

Goals:

Move to any previous world of your choosing as a young adult

Complete the Super Parent aspiration

Max the Gardener career in the Flower Arranging branch

Max the flower arranging, gardening, and parenting skills

Have 2 - 4 children

Enroll your children in Scouts

Celebrate every holiday with your family

Complete the holiday cracker plushies and decorative eggs collections

Optional: complete the voidcritter cards collection

Optional: have a family member max the skating skill

Optional: move to Del Sol Valley when generation 8’s heir is a teenager

Generation 8

       Get Famous Your parents' always told you that you could become anything you wanted, and well, you aspire big. And your parents are your number one fans. You began showing interest in acting as a child after participating in a school play so your parents enrolled you in a drama club after school where your love for the craft grew. 

Aspiration(s): World-Famous Celebrity + Master Actor

Traits: Self-Absorbed

 Career: Drama club, Actor

World(s): Del Sol Valley

Goals:

Move to Del Sol Valley as a young adult (if family did not relocate to Del Sol prior)

Complete the World-Famous Celebrity + Master Actor aspirations

Max the Actor career

Max the acting, charisma, and media production skills

Have a child with a fellow famous sim

Optional: enroll child(ren) in drama club to encourage their love for the spotlight

Generation 9

       Strangerville Being raised in the spotlight took a toll on your sanity. As a teenager you began searching for penpals as a way to connect with someone who doesn’t know your family and the fame that follows you. You grew paranoid that no one actually cares for you as an individual but for your family's celebrity status so you decided to move to an odd little desert town where no one knew who you were. And after the strangest welcome wagon one could imagine, you begin to discover something is not quite right in this seemingly ‘perfect’ town. You join the military to blend in and uncover its secrets.

Aspiration(s): Strangerville Mystery

Traits: Paranoid

 Career: Military

World(s): Strangerville

Goals:

Move to Strangerville as a young adult

Complete the Strangerville Mystery aspiration

Max the Military career in the Covert Operator branch

Max the athletic skill

Be a strict parent as you know the world is unsafe

Enroll your child(ren) in after school activities to keep them busy and productive

Complete the postcard collection

Generation 10

       Island Living Having a military parent was tiresome. Who decided life had to be taken so seriously anyway? And what fun is living in such a hot climate when there is no beach around to cool off in? You very quickly fall in love with the island and seek to help improve it.

Aspiration(s): Beach Life

Traits: Loves the Outdoors

 Career: Conservationist 

World(s): Sulani

Goals:

Move to Sulani as a young adult

Complete the Beach Life aspiration

Max the Conservationist career in the Environmental Manager branch

Help clean up the island

Attend every island event at least once

Complete the seashells, buried treasure, and underwater photos collections

Optional: have a child with a mermaid and give that child the child of the oceans trait

Optional: have a child with an island local and give that child the child of the islands trait

Generation 11

       Eco Lifestyle + Nifty Knitting (optional) You admired your parents desire for a cleaner environment. But you felt it wasn’t enough. After learning of Evergreen Harbor’s environmental state, you knew it was your destiny to improve it.

Aspiration(s): Eco Innovator + Master Maker (up to level 4)

Traits: Freegan, Green Fiend, Recycle Disciple

 Career: Civil Designer

World(s): Evergreen Harbor

Goals:

Move to Evergreen Harbor as a young adult

Have the off-the-grid lot trait

Complete the Eco Innovator + Master Maker (up to level 4) aspirations

Max the Civil Designer career in the Green Technician branch

Max the fabrication and juice fizzing skills

Befriend the Master Crafter

Vote on N.A.P.s and improve the neighborhood you live in

Own a meat wall, insect farm, and live in a container home

Optional: obtain at least 50% of your household items through dumpster diving, flea market festivals, and fabrication

Optional: retire from the Civil Designer career as an elder and complete the 5 freelance crafter gigs to complete the Master Maker aspiration

Optional: master lord/lady of the knits aspiration and/or knitting skill as well

Generation 12

       Paranormal + Dream Home Decorator Ever since you can remember you would look at a building or a room and instantly envision how it could be improved. Your parent was a Civil Designer and you always wished they had chosen the civic planner branch.  You just never understood the fascination with going green. You purchase a home with tremendous potential though a bit of a fixer upper and soon discover it's quite haunted. After years of honing your craft of designing, you switch career paths and become a dedicated paranormal investigator.

Aspiration(s): aspiration of your choosing

Traits: Creative

 Career: Interior Decorator, Freelance Paranormal Investigator

World(s): any previous world of your choosing

Goals:

Move to any previous world of your choosing as a young adult

Purchase a fixer upper home with the haunted house lot assignment

Complete the aspiration of your choosing 

Max the Interior Decorator career + complete at least 5 paranormal investigator gigs

Max the medium skill

Befriend Guidry

Purchase the brave reward trait after mastering the medium skill

Optional: the haunted house you purchase is in one of the occult worlds

Optional: to make this generation less boring, randomize the aspiration, traits, # of children, world to live in, # of romantic partners to be had, etc.

Generation 13

       Cottage Living Your parents may have enjoyed the haunted house vibes, but you certainly did not. You loved your grandparents and their simple ways of living. When they passed you vowed to honor their memory by moving to the countryside and living off the land doing your part to make the world a greener place..

Aspiration(s): Country Caretaker 

Traits: Animal Enthusiast

 Career: selling items from your farm at the market

World(s): Henford-on-Bagley

Goals:

Move to Henford-on-Bagley as a young adult

Have the off-the-grid and simple living lot traits

Complete the Country Caretaker aspiration

Max the gardening and cross-stitch skills

Run at least 3 errands around town

Befriend everyone you help with errands

Give generation 14 heir the lactose intolerant trait as a child

Complete the Village Fair Ribbons collection

Optional: complete the Freelance Botanist aspiration as well

Optional: have at least 3 children, each getting one of the following traits; overachiever (gen 14 heir), party animal, and socially awkward 

Generation 14

       High School Years + University + My Wedding Stories Country life wasn’t for you. And being lactose intolerant while being raised on a farm really made life difficult. The world was such a big place and you felt trapped in the countryside eagerly waiting till you could explore what was out there. Being your family never made much money, you knew you needed scholarships and part-time work if you were ever going to make it to university.

Aspiration(s): Goal-Oriented, Academic, Soulmate

Traits: Lactose Intolerant, Overachiever, Romantic

 Career: part-time career of your choosing, University student, Education

World(s): Britechester, Copperdale, Tartosa

Goals:

As a teenager max a part-time career + after school activity

Move to Britechester as a young adult while you work on your degree and move to Copperdale after graduation

Complete the Goal-Oriented, Academic, + Soulmate aspirations

In university join an organization

Obtain a distinguished degree in Economics or Psychology

Max the Education career in the Administrator branch

Max the logic + research and debate skills

Meet your future spouse in university

Plan at least 2 of the events that come with My Wedding Stories

Marry, honeymoon, and later renew vows in Tartosa

Complete the Messages in a bottle collection

Optional: take at least one family vacation with your child(ren) to Tartosa

#sims 4 #sims 4 challenge #sims 4 legacy #sims 4 legacy challenge #And so it begins LC

[tiredofthehumanlife]

Master list

bc I need organization

Angsty

Fluff

Moderately spicy

smut

Slytherin boys

Blaise ditches a party to join you upstairs

Mattheo is Gomez you are Morticia pt 1

Mattheo is Gomez you are Morticia pt 2

Mattheo is Gomez blah blah pt 3

Mattheo gets nervy around r bc they're so hot

Mattheo hates your boyfriend, Cormac

Mattheo’s dad sucks and you have a lot of y/n moments and gain a lot of trauma

Marauders era

You and your boyfriend James both think regulus is fine as fuuuuuuuuuuckk

^^Pt 2 of the above^^

You and Sirius make out to get Remus’ attention

Remus' pain flares up and you get overstimulated

You're insecure and your lovers love you idk

Regulus and Remus date and then also date you and there's kisses and yeah you should read it it's cool

Sirius and James are in a band and think you're hot

You get called in to your kids school bc they got into a fight but friends' dads are hot

Ur Reggie's muse

Reggie gets drunk and confesses to you

You and your boyfriend Reggie meet a hot guy at the Ren fair

Lockwood and Co

You, Evan, and Barty bang, with knives, it's cool

Barty wrecks havoc in his animagus form on his way to give you and Evan cuddles

Lockwood gets asked out by someone else and hilarity ensues

Percy Jackson hoes

Luke's wank bank

Soaked

Luke's an underwear stealer

Pathetic loser Luke crys

Long hair Luke

Luke peeks through your window

Luke fingering you under the stars

Luke listens to you talking Abt frogs

Luke and Aphrodite!reader

Luke and more pulling hair

Bottoms wife

After you and Hazel kiss for the first time

Hazel yearns

It's Hazel's birthday and you guys make out

Hazel knows how to use a yoyo

You and Hazel scissor

You finger Hazel in the school bathroom

Supernatural

You hide your kid from Dean bc he's an immature little bitch

Descendants

Your ass is kidnapped

#:) <3