#and when my sims do they just left or just stand there like a bunch of idiots!!!!!!!

[diwns]

is it me or everyone just knows how to play with hsy

#im having a hard time with this pack like... #there is no autonomy whatsoever? no one plays basketball goes swimming getting snack playing video games or dancing? #why is there no teen spawns at the auditorium?? #when you go to the boba shop they just order a bunch of boba and place them everywhere #then they leave!?!?!?! #its hard making friends because sims just don't initiate conversation with my sims they never do #and when my sims do they just left or just stand there like a bunch of idiots!!!!!!! #dippi.txt

[nixytea]

sober | p.sh (drabble)

in which you bump into your dreaded ex at a new year’s party. mentions of drinking, alcohol and parties etc, characters are of legal age. i feel like i need to add this but ive never drunk a drop of alcohol in my life, bear with me.

it’s times like this you wish you’d listened to your gut instinct.

here you are, standing outside the front door of jay park’s family mansion. even from inside your friend’s car, you could already hear the pounding music two streets away. and now that you’re here, the noise is starting to give you a headache. but hey, it wasn’t every day you’d celebrate the coming of a new year, right? “c’mon, y/n, just this once. please?” your friends had practically begged you to tag along, and against your better judgement you’d agreed.

as you step through the doorway, the supposed host of the party approaches your group. only slightly inebriated, jake sim has a barely noticeable off-kilter walk. “hey guys. hey y/n, surprised you’d show your face around here. not that you’re not allowed to be here, of course, but isn’t it kinda awkward to show up to a party co-hosted by your ex?” his words are pretty coherent, albeit a little too curious, but you can attribute that to the alcohol in his system.

by now, the pulsing red lights have left you dazed, and it’s all you can do to keep your focus on jake and not the sweaty mass of bodies dancing around you. “just because i came here doesn’t mean i have to see him.”

jake chuckles, slapping you on the back as he hands you a plastic cup. “right, i forget sometimes. you’re the one who tolerated park sunghoon for more than a year. a force to be reckoned with, huh? go grab some punch and loosen up a little. you could use it.” he retreats into the crowd, his steps steadier than before.

when you turn around, your friends are already gone. “well, here’s to a great night,” you mumble, tipping the plastic cup into your mouth. the drink has the slight zing of alcohol mixed in, and it gives you the much-needed fuzziness you need to get through the night. today marks the start of a new year, one where you don’t have to give park sunghoon the time of day.

a quick glance around the room is all you need to confirm that your friends have indeed disappeared into mangled knot of arms and legs that are partygoers, and you probably won’t find them until the night’s over. no matter, you know the layout of the place like the back of your hand.

the party is in full swing as you move towards the tables where two huge punch bowls are set up. it’s where most of the partygoers are congregated, milling around like they just can’t get enough of the drinks. there’s a platter of snacks too, stuff like cupcakes (who eats cupcakes with cheap beer?) and finger food. you have to admit, the food looks highly unlikely to give you food poisoning on top of a massive hangover the following day.

the attendance is good, you decide as you glance around our of sheer boredom. to the left, you see choi yeonjun and his ride-or-die soobin. one looks more dressed for the occasion than the other, no surprise there. across the room, your lab partner yunjin’s giggling at a joke someone made. everyone looks thrilled to be here tonight, and for some reason that just makes your mood even worse.

by now, the air’s starting to get a little too stuffy for you, what with all the dancing going on. you peek at your wristwatch, the minute hand barely past 10. ten minutes to midnight. ten minutes to a new year. ten minutes to a fresh start.

normally, at parties like this the second floor is off limits. you can’t imagine the boys wanting to clean the bedrooms aside from the expansive first floor, and it’s just a terrible idea in general to let a bunch of drunk college-age weirdos run around their potentially messy rooms full of papers and other important stuff. still, you suppose jay won’t mind. his best buddy might’ve broken things off with you, but you and your ex’s friends were still on pretty good terms. it’s not like he’d have to worry about you messing up the place, right?

tossing your cup into the nearest bin, you quickly weave through the crowd, until you finally reach the small staircase leading up to the next floor. your hand drags across the railing as you make your way up, a slight burn on your fingertips due to the rough surface of the wood.

you hated to admit it, but this place still felt like a second home to you. up until recently, you’d been frequenting this place. and though the unfamiliar atmosphere you’d attributed to the party ticked you off a little, the closer you got to the top of the stairs the better you were feeling. memories of the little moments spent here drifted into your mind with every step, all containing a certain boy with the pretty-

no. not today.

swallowing the thick lump in your throat from trying to shove the desire to reminisce away, you quicken your steps towards the last door at the end of the hallway. sunghoon’s room. well, it was technically one of many guest rooms in this excessively large house, but jay had given his best buddies a room since it was way closer to campus than any place sunghoon and jake could rent. besides, it was free, and to broke college students barely getting by it was a good deal.

pushing the door open, an explicable feeling washes over you. hints of his cologne lingered in the air. a large black hoodie is draped over the backrest of a chair, the matching desk strewn with what would seem normal to anyone else: worksheets, notes, an overflowing pencil case. but to you? every single object is a precious memory to you. textbooks, the ones he’d carried by hand to class along with yours, proudly showing off your name scribbled across the cover. “it’s my girlfriend’s,” he would say gleefully to anyone who would listen. a set of highlighters, one of them with significantly less ink from him lending it to you every time you studied together. how he found out it was your favourite colour, you never knew.

and now here it is, everything from the past two years laid out for you to see. you suppose the room was a little like you: full of traces, signs that he’d been there before, but he himself was nowhere to be seen. a painful reminder that no, none of this is yours anymore.

well, he’d left you one thing. one good thing about his room, other than the ideal location deep inside the mansion, was that it came with a small balcony. you used to go up there every time you visited. sunghoon had once told you it was his safe space, when everything got too much, when he needed a little bubble away from the rest of the world. the first time he brought you there was the first time you’d told him you loved him, and the first time you’d seen him get all flustered. now, it’s a sort of happy place to you as well.

forget getting over park sunghoon. how could anyone erase a whole existence of someone being in their life? those three words had left you with a raw, gaping hole in your heart, along with all the memories he’d made with you. so how could he have walked away, when there could have been so much more?

“stupid little me, all obsessed over a stupid little boy,” you mumble to yourself, shoving open the door to the balcony. you sigh, stepping towards the railing, letting the breeze cool you off.

“what are you doing here?”

you jump, the all-too familiar voice catching you off guard as you turn to face the very cause of your problems. there he is, in his full glory. the one and only park sunghoon.

his cheeks are slightly redder than you remember, a contrast to his typical ghostly pallor. you notice his gaze is turned away from you, as though he’s refusing to spare you a glance at all, but you still manage to see the glassy eyes from one too many drinks. he’s always been responsible, you think to yourself, always excusing himself somewhere to sober up whenever he needs.

“oh, i thought you were downstairs entertaining your party guests. i'll leave now." yet as you turn to leave, you don’t miss the opportunity to steal a quick glance at sunghoon's face for what might very well be the last time, nor do you miss the hesitant grimace that crosses his features.

just as you are about to step back into the warm room, a warm hand wraps itself around your wrist gently, the pressure soft but insistent all at once. "wait. you...i suppose you can stay here for a while longer. you wanted to get away from the party, didn't you?" the slight tremble in sunghoon's voice doesn’t go unnoticed by you, despite it being foreign to you. awkwardness wasn’t something that had existed between you two up until now, and now that it does you’re just...lost.

you tug your arm out of his grasp. "you know, i've been hoping for you to speak to you for so long. but now that you did, i don't even know what to say to you.” everything you'd imagined yourself yelling at him, every curse you'd wanted to hurl at him, every plea you'd crafted in your head to beg him to stay just a little longer, all that didn't even matter anymore. "jay, jake, my friends, they've all told me multiple times since that day that you were the jerk. that i hadn't done anything wrong, and that you were just being selfish. that maybe, you'd found someone else and decided i wasn't enough for you.

but for the past two weeks your schedule hasn't changed. you still go to the same classes, see the same people, do the same things, just without me. was i a hindrance to you? did i mess things up?” by now, the words that fly out of your mouth are things you don’t even know you wanted to say. is this what people mean when they talk about bottled-up stuff spilling out all at once?

judging by the guilt that flashes in sunghoon’s eyes, you’re not the only one who’s been contemplating everything. still, he managed to disguise it well, his once pleading tone hardening. “for someone who claims to have nothing to say, you sure just gave me a whole lecture. things just weren’t working out, okay? simple as that.”

“weren’t working out? sunghoon, whenever things weren’t working out we worked them out ourselves, we’d…i dunno, talk it over or something. did i-what’d i do that was so bad you thought it couldn’t be fixed?” you’ve imagined this moment, even dreamt about it in your sleep. but nothing could have prepared you for the way sunghoon refuses to even look at you, let alone say the words you wish he would.

sunghoon purses his lips, as if carefully picking what to say. after a bout of silence, he sighs, elbows rocking him back and forth on the railing. “clearly there’s something you want to hear. you want to know why, right?”

“as if that weren’t obvious enough.”

wiping his hands against the icy metal, sunghoon shakes his head. without warning, his fingers snatch your waist towards him, the coolness of his fingertips bleeding through the fabric of your shirt. before you know it, he leads you out of the room, back into the corridor you came from. the pulsing lights are m back again, your whole body vibrating along with them. the music only grows louder, but you barely hear a thing as sunghoon presses you up on the wall. near enough to feel the atmosphere, but not near enough to be seen.

sunghoon’s slender hand trails your jaw, thumb caressing your cheek. the look on his face is odd as he steps closer, every inch of his face drawing nearer to yours, and you curse your racing heart because just for a moment there you swear you see a hint of longing crack through his cold stare.

in the back of your clouded mind, you realise the countdown has started, the crimson lights pulsing more rhythmically in sync with the chorus of overhyped, sleep deprived youngsters.

“five, four, three, two-”

and he swoops in.

you haven’t had much to drink, but it’s as though you’ve plunged underwater, your head and hearing fuzzy as your brain tries to register the fact that the same guy who broke things off just two weeks prior was standing before you, kissing you as if you were about to disappear. your knees start to give out, but it’s okay because he has his hand on the outline of your waist, which fits as if it’s the missing piece to a jigsaw puzzle. it’s really stupid for you to be trying to say everything you couldn’t in a single moment you know is going to end eventually, and yet…

park sunghoon tastes of cheap booze and strawberries, like the lip balm you left behind when he handed you your things and told you to leave. and no matter how bitter the memory, your mind is preoccupied by the way he holds you so carefully as if you might fall to pieces in his grasp. it goes against everything you believe it to be.

when he finally pulls away, his eyes are glazed over, uncertainty beginning to peek through as he straightens himself, straightening the fabric of his shirt. the warmth on your waist disappears all too soon, and immediately you know what is to come.

“this is enough of an answer, isn’t it? you’re a smart girl, you’ll get it. see you around at school, y/n.” and with that, he swivels away from you, and as you stare into blank space you can hear his footsteps thumping down the stairs mingling with the cheers and well-wishes of the guests.

you slump to the ground, fingers reaching for your lips as you trace the outline of the places he’d touched. away from the now-faint chatter of the crowd, you have to wonder if it was all a vivid dream, where you’d only seen what you wanted to see. yet as you turn around to look in a small mirror along the hallway, all it takes is your dishevelled reflection peering back at you with a hollow stare to know it was real.

what have i done?

willing away the tears threatening to well in your eyes, you gather your things and make a run for the door. today was meant to be the mark of a fresh start without him. the day you learned to let him go.

but the black hoodie tucked into your bag says otherwise.

by the time sunghoon reaches the ground floor, his friends are already beginning to usher people out, jay mostly doing the work as jake rushes upstairs to check on the rooms. sunghoon ignores the weird stare jay gives him when you sprint past him towards the door without a second glance. it’s exhausting, having to play this game of cat-and-mouse with both you and his friends every day.

jake comes walking down the stairs, a trash bag in hand as he sweeps the floor for any leftover rubbish. as if sunghoon can’t see, jake gestures towards your fading silhouette, while jay shrugs back.

the cleanup proceeds in silence, all three too tired to even talk. that is, until jake grabs sunghoon by the shoulder. “dude, you’re not sneaky. i saw you with her by the staircase while we were downstairs.”

sunghoon huffs, shaking jake’s hand off and bending over to pick up a fallen plastic cup to avoid the disapproving glares of his best friends. “picked the wrong angle, huh? won’t make the same mistake again.” but he knows he’s said the wrong thing the moment it comes out of his mouth.

in a flash, his collar is scrunched up in jay’s fist, and sunghoon’s mind begins to swirl as he is shaken back and forth. “is that all you have to say?! you hurt your girlfriend of two years for what you insist was ‘no reason at all’, and now jake catches you sneaking around with her again? in what world is that acceptable?”

sunghoon’s vision glazes over, the words driving a stake in his chest. he’d love to argue back, but he knows they’re right. what he’s done to you is completely undeserved on your part, and he’ll hate himself for that for the rest of his life knowing you got away. and yet…

“sunghoon, why won’t you tell her already?” the pleading tone in jake’s voice is clear, and the guilt brewing in sunghoon’s heart only intensifies. “if you’d talked it out with her, she wouldn’t ask you to break things off-”

“it’s precisely because she wouldn’t break things off that i have to do it myself.” the grip on sunghoon’s collar loosens, as jay eyes him in confusion. “did i miss something? no, i definitely did. why would breaking up with y/n even do anything good?”

no. this is the exact conversation sunghoon didn’t want to have. he didn’t know how jake found out earlier, but now that even jay has asked it seems inescapable. “it’s…i just don’t want to hold her back, okay? can we not talk about this?” he knows the words will sting, not just on his tongue, but the people by his side. he’s hurt both the love of his life and the people he considers his brothers, and he’s torn open wounds into your heart that will take more than an apology to heal.

but he’s park sunghoon, and if he needs to do something, he will at all costs. because he doesn’t know how he’ll be able to live life having to watch you slowly drift from him, knowing he can’t give you anything that would be of value to you, no matter how desperately you cling to each other. and yes, he may be leaving his friends behind to pick up the pieces for him. he’s park sunghoon, and he’ll never let himself do anything irresponsible in the long run, even when he’s tipsy. that kiss wasn’t a mistake, it was a parting gift to the girl he was willing to let go of at the cost of…everything, to him at least.

jay seems to see the exact things sunghoon doesn’t want him to, but it works as the iron grip on his collar is released. “i still don’t think it’s right, but you’ve had a long night. we’ll continue this tomorrow, so clear the tables and take a shower. you didn’t even drink much but i can smell it on you.”

sunghoon wants to argue back, but as the world sways, the image of your glassy, broken eyes entering his mind, he falls silent. because he knows no matter how tipsy he was during the party, from the very moment he saw you in that balcony he’d been completely sober. and maybe…

maybe you’d been too.

aaaa what was this??? it was supposed to be a <1k fic lol. i didn’t even bother checking the wc (i don’t dare to). mm i think it’s quite obvious im basing my knowledge of drinking on the many fics and manhwas i’ve read…so i’m extremely open to any comments lol. originally i was gonna have hoon and y/n get back tgt at the end but i guess not?? edit: yall i’m so sorry to whoever is confused here’s the context: hoon n yn were in a r/s for two years and he suddenly dumped yn, yn tried to get over him at a new year’s party but bumps into him anyway, yn is still confused and that unnecessary prose at the end is hoon’s reason for dumping yn (he doesnt want their r/s to hold yn back which is kinda stupid the longer i think abt it but the whole point was to make hoon do smth stupid ig AHAHAA) im really really sorry i really need to start giving more context😭😭😭 really needa remind myself i dont have telepathy, it made sense in my head but that’s precisely why it won’t to anyone reading this…

#enhypen #enhypen fanfiction #enhypen x reader #enhypen imagines #enhypen fanfic #park sunghoon #sunghoon #enhypen sunghoon #park sunghoon x you #park sunghoon x reader #park sunghoon x y/n #sunghoon x reader #sunghoon x you #sunghoon x y/n #park jongseong #enhypen jay #jay #enhypen jake #sim jaeyun #jake #sunghoon au #sunghoon angst #sunghoon fanfic #sunghoon imagines #sunghoon fanfiction #sunghoon drabbles #enhypen drabbles

[changingplumbob]

URL Song Tag Game

Thanks to being tagged by @seriallovertrait and @gamyrmaiden I get to bless you all with how eclectic my music taste really is. I'm going to tuck it all below the cut because my username is long.

Quick moment for all my beloved songs that start with s that won't be able to be mentioned 🕯️

Everyone who sees this is obviously tagged but I know not everyone is music mad. For some exact tags... @marcishaun, @sharona-sims, @daedriyth, @simslegacy5083, @aliengirl, @limeysims, @nigmos, @ethicaltreatmentofcowplants (feel free to shorten your username, or not, I'm not your boss), @eljeebee, @calicosimgirl, @mushbop. But EVERYONE is genuinely tagged because I'd put you all in if I could.

So, songs for the letters of my username below! Also including the lyrics I love because who am I if not someone who breaks the rules of tag games? Please don't feel like you have to do this level of detail, it's purely me making more work for myself.

EDIT: Omg and @matchalovertrait tagged me to but I missed it because I took so long doing this 🫠

C Curtains: Ed Sheeran

This one is my, I see the light at the end of my depression tunnel song. It came out just as my mental health was moving into a better place. Obviously I also love Ed Sheeran.

Can you pull the curtains, let me see the sunshine? I think I'm done with my hidin' place, and you found me anyway It's been forever, but I'm feelin' alright Tears dry and will leave no trace, and tomorrow's another day

H Heroes: David Bowie

I love David Bowie! This song is a classic and it always makes me happy.

I, I will be king And you, you will be queen Though nothing will drive them away We can be Heroes, just for one day

A All the King's Horses: Karmina

I am still obsessed with Reign. This song I actually heard and fell in love with before I saw it on the show though. It conveys such rich emotion. Seriously, if you only listen to one song from my post, make it this one. It makes me want to write every time I listen to it.

All the king's horses and all the king's men Couldn't put me back together again

There is a reason I'm still standing I never knew if I'd be landing And I will run fast, outlast Everyone that said no

N Never Enough: Loren Allred

I love musicals, though I'm not as obsessed as some. I really like the Greatest Showman and it has a bunch of great songs. This song always takes my breath away.

All the shine of a thousand spotlights All the stars we steal from the night sky Will never be enough Never be enough Towers of gold are still too little These hands could hold the world but it'll Never be enough Never be enough

G Gold Forever: The Wanted

My boyband phase was The Wanted rather than One Direction. I love Gold Forever, and hearing it gives me all the nostalgic high school feelings. I still can't believe Tom is dead.

Promise me, you'll stay the way you are Keep the fire alive and stay young at heart When the storm feels like it could blow you out Remember, you got me and I got you

'Cause we are butterflies, butterflies, we were meant to fly You and I, you and I, colors in the sky When the innocence is dead and gone These will be the times we look back on

I It Won't Be Long Now: In the Heights Original Motion Picture Cast

I love so many songs from this film, some days I will just listen to the album on loop for hours. This one is a favourite, along with Blackout and Champagne.

The neighborhood salon doesn't pay me what I wanna be making but I don't mind As I sweep the curb I can hear those turbo engines blazing a trail through the sky I look up and think about the years gone by But one day I'm walking to JFK and I'm gonna fly!

N Nothing Left to Lose: Jeremy Jordan and Eden Espinosa

Yes this song is from the Tangled animated TV series. I see no problems. These two are great singers and honestly I could just copy/paste all the song lyrics because it's great.

So I chose To lose my doubts and lose my chains Lose each weakness that remains Now that I have nothing left to lose Nothing left to lose

G Give Me Your Hand: The Ready Set

This is one that gets stuck in my head easily but I actually fell in love with it because the lyric video for it is singing the song in sign language! We love inclusion and accessibility here!

She said 'I love this song I've heard it before and it stole my heart I know every word' She's gonna dance all night night, Till it hurts Singing the best song ever, best song ever!

P Playground: High Dive Heart

I like a bunch of songs by High Dive Heart and was stoked this one could fit on the list! I love it because I'm a senimental sap at heart and the whole song is a nostalgic dream of what made our childhood before we grew up and had to tackle the real world.

That's why they call e'm the good ole days Taking on the world cause we weren't afraid Jumping off rooftops in our skates Cause we didn't know we could break If I knew then, what I know right now I would've stayed on the playground I left my heart in the lost and found I should've stayed on the playground

L Life On Mars: David Bowie

Another Bowie song? YES! When I play his legacy album and get to this one I often have to put it on single song repeat for a while.

Sailors fighting in the dance hall Oh man, look at those cavemen go It's the freakiest show Take a look at the lawman Beating up the wrong guy Oh man, wonder if he'll ever know He's in the best selling show Is there life on Mars?

U Unapologize: Carrie Underwood

I am a romantic so of course I'm going to love this song.

I unapologize I meant every word Won't take back the way I feel about you Can't unsay what you heard

'Cause you heard me right, and I won't try To fight 'em back or hide my feelings for you I unapologize

M Monster Under My Bed: Bebe Rexha

You know that song The Monster sung by Eminem and Rihanna? Well Bebe Rexha wrote it! I love her solo version, not to rain on the rap version obviously, but I love her early music.

In a world so black and white Out of place and out of my mind Woke up and I realized Imperfection is divine

B Babe: Taylor Swift

So I heard the Sugarland version featuring Taylor Swift, loved it, adored the music video! Then Red (Taylor's Version) came out and I learned she actually wrote it? I love it.

I'm here on the kitchen floor You call, but I won't hear it You said no one else We ain't getting through this one, babe I break down every time you call We're a wreck, you're the wrecking ball You said no one else This is the last time I'll never call you, babe

O On Melancholy Hill: Gorillaz

I heard this one first when playing Life is Strange 2 and I love it. The rhythm is soothing to my brain.

Where you can't get what you want But you can get me So let's set out to sea, love 'Cause you are my medicine When you're close to me

B Brave, Honest, Beautiful: Fifth Harmony ft Meghan Trainor

I was never obsessed with Fifth Harmony but during university I did have a rough time and there was a bunch of their singles I'd listen to on loop to lift my spirits. This was one.

You can dance like Beyoncé You can shake like Shakira 'Cause you're brave, yeah You're fearless and you're beautiful, you're beautiful

So whine like Rihanna Go and pose like Madonna 'Cause you're brave, yeah You're honest and you're beautiful, you're beautiful, girl

#dag dag or tag tag #This took me ages #Only because I'm a perfectionist #And I like colours

[kaluxsims]

What better time than Pride Month to launch an inclusivity project? Basically EveryBody is genderfree basics for a variety of bodies. It's not absolutely every body, I'll admit. There aren't any athletic/bodybuilder shapes, for instance. I focused more on trans, androgynous, and fat bodyshapes.

From left to right, these are the bodyshapes/morphs shown: standing - Melodie9's Fat Male (fat), Momma Lisa Chestbound, Trans Momma Lisa, Momma Lisa (fat), Trans Melodie9's Fat Male, EAxis EF (fat) floor - AFAndro, TMAndro

Basically EveryBody will be an ongoing project, beyond just Pride Month. I'll be doing an assortment of genderfree clothes...everyday, PJ's, swim, gym, etc in this series. If you make meshes and want to join in, I'll be releasing some new WSO's soon, and doing some tutorials about boobing and de-boobing. I also need help with something. More on that in a moment.

This is an exceptionally, absurdly long post, even by my standards. There's a lot going on here. If you just want the new stuff in EAxis sizes, scroll down to the downloads, but I hope you're at least curious and will read on.

When I first imagined doing some early version of this project, I went looking for bodyshapes that were fat AND trans. I found basically nothing. I asked if anyone knew of fat trans shapes, and only got likes. Hmm. As a nonbinary person who's also small/mid fat, I felt like I needed to fix this. I didn't feel like I could do it alone. I had help from @hypersaline, but they've had to leave the project. (I hope you're ok!!) I'll be properly introducing two new bodyshapes (Trans Momma Lisa and Trans Melodie9's Fat Male)...well...umm....when they're ready. I'll either need to learn how to make showerproof skintones or hope that someone else comes along to help. (If you want to help, PLEASE let me know.) The two new bodyshapes will get their own post(s?) whenever that happens. For now, you can still download the first clothing offerings for them...you just won't have anything but Everyday yet. Sorry. Undies and other stuff will happen over the next few months.

There are a whole bunch of other options here too though, including EAxis shapes. I've also created two new twists on existing bodyshapes. Momma Lisa Chestbound is the standard Momma Lisa shape, but with a flatter chest. In the other direction, Melodie's Fat Male can now have breasts, if they/you like. I'm prioritizing completion for the two new fat trans shapes, but once that's done, I'll hopefully get these completed too. MLCb will be getting binders in the near future though! And MFMBr will get at least one bra soon! I promise!

Anyway...what do I have for you today?

A tee and jeans seemed like the ideal start for a basics project. Few TS2 t-shirts are more iconic than @fanseelamb's pj tee, separated by @linasims2. They're available for almost every EAxis age and both sexes...and now way more!

The ages and bodyshapes in this project are: Teen: EAxis and Androgyny Adult AFAB: EAxis, Androgyny, Trans Melodie's Fat Male, AFTr, Momma Lisa, and Momma Lisa Chestbound Adult AMAB: EAxis, Androgyny, Trans Momma Lisa, AMTr, Melodie's Fat Male, and Fat Male w/Breasts Elder: EAxis and Androgyny

The adult bodyshape content will show up for elders, but the meshes will be the same. ALL adults will have pregmorphs, and EVERYONE will have fat morphs.

I've also edited the EAxis AM, AF, TF, and EF meshes to reduce clipping. I improved the breast shape on TF-EF too. The mesh edits have the same file names as trapping's and DeeDee's originals. Just let mine overwrite them, if you already have those.

The tees come in fanseelamb/trapping/EAxis' original three colors, these nine recolors by @mikexx2, and three new rainbow patterns.

Swatch:

The jeans are all ten of @simsontherope's original colors, with sneakers by @missrubybird on a mesh by @theslyd. The jeans and sneakers were initially 4t2 converted by @memento-sims. No swatch, sorry.

Ok, on to the downloads.

READ THIS CAREFULLY BEFORE DOWNLOADING: Almost everything is repositoried, and will not show up without the required AM or EM textures. The bodyshapes aren't BSOK'ed. (I can't figure that out!)

REQUIRED:

Get trapping's black, white, and gray textures here

Get Mikexx2's textures here

Download Fanseetees:

EAxis: SFS or MediaFire Andro: SFS or MediaFire AFTr, AMTr, TrML, and TrMFM: SFS or MediaFire ML, MLCb, MFM, and MFMBr: SFS or MediaFire

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EAxis/Andro sizes: SFS or MediaFire ML, MFM, TrML, and TrMFM: SFS or MediaFire (Andro wears the EAxis jeans, MLCb wears ML, and MFMBr wears MFM)

Credits: @fanseelamb, @witheredlilies, @deedee-sims, Eir, and EAxis for tee meshes - @mikexx2 and fanseelamb/EAxis for tee textures - patterns from rawpixel - TS4 jeans mesh and textures by @simsontherope (used with permission), converted by @memento-sims and @deedee-sims - sneakers by @theslyd, recolored by @missrubybird (used with permission), and converted by @memento-sims - Andro bodyshapes by Aquilegia - Fat Male bodyshape by Melodie9 - Momma Lisa by Frannysims - Trans bodyshapes by Lifa - WSO's by Lifa and ocelotekatl - (I hope that's everything!)

I tested the meshes fairly extensively, but PLEASE let me know if you find any problems.

My next post will also be for EveryBody. This time, a previously unconverted dress. (Sneakypeeky.)

#sims 2 EveryBody #sims 2 clothes #sims 2 pride #ts2cc #sims 2 custom content #sims2cc #sims 2 cc #sims 2 download #sims 4t2 #the sims 2 cc #s2cc #momma lisa #melodie9 fat male #trans sims #TrMFM #TrML #MLCb #MFMBr

[hypernov-a]

Hello!!! Okay, so…

1. I’m super duper sorry for snapping your notifications with likes and reblogs. I just freaking love the aesthetic of your Sims 3 posts. Especially with your TreeHill save. It’s STUNNING 🫶🏻

2. Where do you find the sims 4 cc you convert for the Sims 3? I’m hoping to get into making some conversions myself and I have only Pinterest so far. Are there any sims 3 cc finds blogs you recommend?

3. Your Dead End Coffee Shop is GOALSSSS. Do you have any tutorials that you recommend for doing something similar? I am thinking of adding either a coffee shop trailer and/ or a physical coffee shop in my Arrluk Reprise.

4. You and so many others make me happy to see your Sims 3 posts and continue to inspire me to play the game. It’s you guys who are the reasons why I keep returning to Tumblr and why Frankie @gruesim knows that I am never gone from the Sims Community. Much love for this community!

Hello! Thank you so much <3 and no worries lmao i'm happy to know my stuff is still relevant after all these years. I haven't been active here in quite some time...

I used to follow a bunch of sims 4 creators and ccfinds blogs here on simblr to find stuff I wanted to convert. For sims 3 I don't really know who's active anymore... @pis3update comes to mind. My own is @hyper-finds but I only reblog stuff I personally want and it's not tagged. Oh and @katsujiiccfinds @gifappels-stuff

For my Dead End Coffee Shop I was inspired by a coffee stand at a Halloween festival I went to! For building/decorating stuff like that I turn to Pinterest for inspo on what I want it to look like. I've also looked at shops and things in cities around the world that resemble the sims 3 world I'm playing in so I can get a feel of what the architecture should look like. So for instance if your world was like a PNW inspired world I would google "coffee shops in Seattle" or "coffee shops in Gig Harbor" for smaller town feel and look at the photos. And also good old fashioned imagination haha I'm not sure if that's actually any help I just don't know of any tutorials and wouldn't know where to find one haha on that note: DEFINITLY add a little coffee shop to your world, no world is complete without one

I'm happy to see the sims 3 community still thriving and posting :) Sims 3 is the best one in the series imo. @gruesim is probably one of if not the best person to ever grace simblr, i vividly remember the era when everyone's sims were having babies and she was posting the cutest baby cc right and left. And her tutorials are unmatched.

Have a great day/night and keep on simming :)

#question #nonsims

[astrabear]

15 questions, 15 tags

tagged by @ongreenergrasses. Not gonna tag 15 people, that's like 30% of all the people I follow.

Are you named after anyone? I have the name that my mother would have had, if my grandmother hadn't changed her mind at the last minute and given her a popular name instead. My mother always resented being one of many [name]s in her classes at school and was determined that if she had a daughter, she'd use this name.

When was the last time you cried? Man, I don't fuckin know. My dad died a year and a half ago, my stepfather died a few months ago, I've been unemployed and looking for work since December (just accepted an offer the other day, so that's cool), I visit my mom regularly and she's having a really hard time, and there was an ice storm a couple of weeks ago that left us without power for 36 hours and brought up a bunch of trauma from a debilitating storm two years ago. Also I have depression and anxiety. I can't be bothered to keep track of when or how often I cry, is what I'm saying. Sometime in the past week, probably.

Do you have kids? nope

Do you use sarcasm a lot? When joking with my roommate, yes. As part of general communication, I use it but I think not a lot?

What's the first thing you notice about people? Doesn't this depend on what's noticeable? Like if someone has blue hair, I'm gonna notice the blue hair first. Anything that stands out or seems unexpected - unusual hair color, tattoos, certain hair styles, size/height/other features that are at either end of the bell curve, dramatic clothes or accessories.

What's your eye color? Dark brown

Scary movies or happy endings? Happy endings, definitely.

Any special talents? I notice and remember stuff about people, and I connect pieces of information. Someone once described it as my superpower. This makes me very good at giving gifts. Sometimes I have to keep it to myself in order to not sound creepy (because people aren't necessarily prepared for you to remember something they said in passing a year ago, and then connect it to something that someone else mentioned last week, and use that to infer something they had not yet told you.) I'm also bizarrely good at finding specific Old Guard fanfics.

Where were you born? Houston, Texas

What are your hobbies? I have had so many hobbies that I no longer currently practice. I want to get back into cooking and baking (as hobbies rather than just necessity). I write. I play the Sims. For a while I was using the Sims to make fanvids, but that's fallen away as the writing has picked up. I'd like to start drawing again. It's going to take some time to get back in shape enough to do it, but I'd love to one day take up weightlifting again.

Do you have any pets? I have two cats, Truffle and Tristan. They will be turning 4 in a couple of months. I adopted them in 2019 and I can't imagine getting through lockdown without them. I made up these song lyrics about them, back when "Bad Guy" was still a thing: So he's a buff guy Not got lots of fluff guy Likes to play real rough guy Tail always so puffed guy She's that smart type Take my things apart type Face a work of art type Got a loving heart type They are good cats Duh

What sports do you play/have you played? None. The only physical endeavor that I've ever been serious about was weightlifting, but never competitively.

How tall are you? 5'3, 160cm. I'm basically a hobbit.

Favorite subject in school? In high school, English. In college, probably history.

Dream job? Alas, there is no job out there that would include doing complex work in spreadsheets and databases, and coaching/mentoring other people, and doing some kind of problem solving/information and referral work that gives people immediate assistance. When I did social service type jobs, I felt like I wasn't getting enough mental stimulation, and now that I'm working more analytical jobs I miss the satisfaction of helping people. Oh well.

Like I said, I'm not going to tag 15 people. But I will tag @lazaefair, because you're my most recent follow so I know you the least well.

For cat pics, see below

Truffle, my perfect angel baby:

And Tristan, my little goblin boy:

#tag game #getting to know you #my cats

[s-el-fships]

selfship valentine's challenge

1st Feb - ❤️"Will you be my valentine?": You/your F/O ask the other to be their valentine! Is it a first confession, is it being sweet in an established relationship? ❤️

“Hiii~ El, are you busy…?”

She looked up from the book she was reading, rubbing her eyes a bit. Elysia walked over, the ever-present spring in her step giving the other woman a bit of a boost. 

“No, no, I… needed to take a break anyway,” El replied, yawning a bit as she replied. She stood up, meeting the other’s smile with one of her own. “Is something the matter?”

“Oh, no, nothing like that. I had a question for you, actually.” Elysia stepped closer. Closer still. Soon enough they were close enough she could feel the other’s warmth. Were sims supposed to be warm outside of the Elysian Realm? She wasn’t entirely sure… “I did a bit of reading… but I was curious. Could you tell me a bit about Valentine’s day?”

El tilted her head curiously, leaning back against the table. Elysia stayed close, her hands resting on either side of her. 

Don’t make it weird, don’t make it weird, El thought frantically. Perhaps she had already asked Mei— traditions were rather different between east and west after all. “Did you not have a holiday like that in the previous era?”

“Sort of. But I was curious how you celebrate this one.”

“Well, I don’t know a lot about the saints or anything,” she began, her eyes darting away. Elysia was so pretty, but sometimes it felt like if she stared into her eyes for too long her heart would explode. That mentioned nothing of how her outfit, combined with how she was standing, leaning over just slightly, left her cleavage so close to her face. “But the holiday was named for a saint. Eventually it turned into a holiday celebrating romance. There’s some conspiracy theories that it was all just pushed by the candy industry to sell chocolate, but… I think it’s nice having days to look forward to each month, y’know?” 

Elysia nodded, smiling. “Yes, but what do you do?”

“Um… back in grade school, we’d all make little mailboxes out of tissue boxes. We’d all go and pick out little cards with candy at the store— they had whole sets of them with different themes, like characters or animals… we’d all trade and get a bunch of cards together. Of course that changed as we got older… it’s more difficult to do an exchange like that when you have to change classrooms. But as adults, it’s sort of the day couples really have an excuse to be romantic— you ask the person you love to be your Valentine and give them little gifts, like candy or flowers. A lot of people without dates get cranky about it, though.”

“Aww, that’s so sad…” Elysia’s eyes widened, drawing El’s attention away from the area behind her and back to her face. 

“Sometimes people call it ‘singles awareness day’. Which feels kind of silly to me, but…”

Elysia hummed in thought, one hand going to her chin. Her smile returned, bright and shining as she abruptly put her hand back down, leaning in even closer to El’s face. 

“Hey, El. Will you be my Valentine?”

El felt her face heat up so fast she feared for a moment Elysia had suddenly gained pyretic abilities. But no, that wasn’t the case. She was pretty sure, at least. 

“I don’t have flowers or chocolate for you, but… Pretty please?”

Her head spun— she wanted to ask why her? Elysia was so beautiful and she was close to so many in the Realm. Eden and Mei especially— so why her? Just some girl randomly chosen who struggled to fight outside the Realm…?

But Elysia looked so hopeful and she was always so honest. Something told her that Ely would have never even considered lying about this, even if every apprehensive nerve said she was. 

“… A-are you sure? You’re not joking?”

Elysia leaned just a bit closer, leaning her forehead gently against El’s. 

“I know you’re nervous. It’s okay. You’ve had a broken heart before, right? I can’t promise I’ll fix it. But I promise… we’ll make some wonderful memories together.”

El closed her eyes. Was this really happening?

“C-can I… could I hug you…?”

Elysia laughed, throwing her arms around El. The gesture was soon returned, with El burying her face in Elysia’s shoulder. 

“You can hug me whenever you want, okay? My lovely Valentine~”

#el writes a post it note #el writes a thing #🌺

[missspringthyme]

January 27th, 2024

Last night I was supposed to go out with a bunch of people for third culture Australian's birthday but I was exhausted and had eaten an entire frozen pizza for dinner so I decided not to go. However, I got a second chance today. I spent all day finishing cleaning and having a long everything shower, and I was excited to relax in bed with some Sims. That was when I got a knock on my door asking if I wanted to go out that night. I was in a robe, I had just taken off a sheet mask, but I figured I owed it to third culture Australian. Plus, today was his actual birthday.

In fairness, I had gotten him a little birthday treat in lieu of buying him a drink the night before (3 bags of haribo: 1 classic that he should try at least once while in Germany (berries), 1 silly (sweet mice), 1 of my favorite (sour fizzy cola bottles)), but I still felt bad so I got dressed. The fit was the shirt T had gotten me for Christmas that I had been lusting over since quarantine (orange and pink mesh shirt that has art of a man at a diner on it) with a pair of jeans. For going out makeup I'm usually an eyeliner girlie (I only figured out how to do eyeliner like 2/3 years ago so I have fun doing it whenever I get the chance), but this time I decided to do a more doe eyed, white eyeliner in the waterline look. That was really fun, because I could watch people get distracted by my eyes while they were talking to me. I might have to do it more in the future.

We all hung out in the living room/kitchen talking and drinking and eating. German American had made banana bread so that was a nice little treat. We then headed out and looked for a bar to sit at. It was kind of an indoors/outdoors area with plastic sheets enclosing the area and heat lamps. We all squeezed into a long table and ordered drinks. I got an 'octopussy' which had a bunch of juices and some grenadine, which was delicious and very fun to say.

Turkish girl ordered a pina colada though, which made me regret my decision. I'm a slut for a pina colada. Most people ordered a fun cocktail which made the table much more interesting to look at than the row of pints I'm used to seeing on nights out like this. French girl ordered 2 jägerbombs which I thought was a bit insane. Particularly as everyone at that table (minus me!) had been out drinking heavily the night before. I caught german American up on all the love triangle drama she had been missing out on, which was incredibly fun. She had been repeatedly asking for there to be more drama while some was literally happening under her nose.

One by one, people left to go home leaving at the table me, french girl, third culture Australian, german American, german american's boyfriend, and german american's 2 friends. German American's boyfriend says he wants to go clubbing, and I reluctantly agree. However, I know entry is cash only I just used all my cash paying for my drink because both of my cards didn't work (!!). It's also 1am and freezing and I kinda just wanna get home. So, I bailed last minute while we were standing in line. Overall, solid night.

#january #friend #roommates

[codstatic]

"Thank you lily" he says with a smile

"No problem Mason" she says smile at him "Ok we are in the backroom, fixing this don't tell nobody ok" mason says as he and Woods grabs the table,or what's left of it and walks away.

"I won't, don't worry" lily's says waving to them "good luck you two"

They smile and wave back.

"So they broke the table, and you kept the secret, but I've been standing right here, not being seen," he says in a husky tone.

Lily jumps and turns towards him "JESUS! Russ, you know to scared somebody"

Adler grins, and takes a cigarette, and smokes it and blows a cloud into her direction.

"How did you sleep last night dear"

"I slept fine, no nightmare so that a plus"

"That's good, we have a new mission" he says handing a file to her. Lily looks over it "it says, it's a party, being host by a Russian man named Anton Boris, and I see him as our new target to take out" she glances at him, with a grin.

"So when do we get started?" she says, handing back to him.

"We get started today, so let's meet anyone by the e evidence broad"

They walked to the main area, where anyone was there besides Mason and woods. Lily was a little scared because Hudson was standing beside the board, so she grabbed Adler's hand. Adler looks down at Lily which she seems spook till he looks across to see Hudson at the broad.

So he gives Lily's hand a gentle squeeze, to reassure her that she was safe, as they walk to the broad together.

When they got to the broad, Hudson gave lily a nasty look, and lily looked away but Adler gave him a death stare.

"So what's the plan doc?" Sims says, sitting on the desk beside Lazar, and park beside him on the side across of sims.

Adler let's go to Lily's hand, and whisper something into her ear "stay beside me" he whispered, she nodded.

"We are going uncovered at a place that running a party, this mission is a simple assassination, a Russian man named Anton Boris, a con artist and part of stitches right hand man, and he has a bunch of explosives that they planning to place all of them, all over Europe, we need to take him out" Adler explains how they go in, and what happens they get caught.

"Ok that's all for today, you guys finish what you guys have to do, we leaving tonight"

When everyone left, only Lily, Adler and Hudson were still by the board. Hudson apparently wanted to create more tension "you know you guys are not so slick, you guys wanted to be high school kids in love and botch this mission" he says with a smile.

Lily had a enough of his mouth, talking shit "what did I do to you, for you to make me time here feel like shit, true me and Adler is in relationship but that not You're concern, you have a wife and kids, so why go after us just because you're life is sad" she snarled, gritting her teeth.

"Don't bring my family in this true I do, and I do have authority over this, and you guys are doing"

"What are we doing that causes you to watch our asses?" Lily says, looking red in the face. Adler was standing there smoking a cigarette, and exhaled, a cloud of smoke came out,spreading to lily and Hudson's argument.

"And I'm not going to remind YOU!. People can have feelings for each other, look at park and lazar, they look at each other lovey dovey" Adler says, butting in the argument, while putting a hand on Lily's shoulder.

"Yeah, how about the park and lazar, they're doing what we are doing" lily says, putting hands on her waist.

Hudson scoffs at her, because Lily and Adler were making accurate statements, what happens in the safehouse when he is gone, so he walks away.

Adler looks at Lily "you want a cigarette" he says, handing out a cigarette towards her "no I'm good, thank you though".

"You know that shit is addicted right" she says looking at him, Adler smirks "yeah I know, but it calms the Nerves, and it gives goddamn withdrawals".

"How about we chat?" lily asks, grabbing his wrist gently, and starts to walk "chat about what?" He says, with a raised eyebrow "anything" she giggles, they walk to a table, and they sit down.

"So why we sitting in the darkest spot of the safehouse" he says.

"Because I don't want no to see us"

"They won't, don't worry, so what do you want to talk about" Adler says, putting a hand on hers "what is my role in this mission?" Lily says, blushing.

Adler had a smirk on his face "you're cute when you blush, you're role is getting any Intel you can, but…"

"But what?"

He leans in, their lips almost touch, lily blushes more "but I be you're husband, and be you're bodyguard" he says in a husky tone, making her melt.

"One more thing before we go tonight"

Adler gently takes her chin, and kisses her softly, they split and Adler gets up from the table they are sitting at, he grins at her and walks away making lily blushes harder.

This is half of part 5- Don't play with fire.

Noted: I don't hate Hudson, I think he's a good character in the game, this is kinda a inspiration of FallenMistake923 Jason Hudson.

#call of duty #cod bell #my oc lily #russell adler #cod adler #cold war #jason hudson

[enluv]

chapter #5 – well this is awkward...

wc; 734!

warnings: profanity, angst!, friendly banter/bullying, wc + sm will be in this chapter!

coco's ♡ note: hello! I want to apologize for the delay of this chapter, this past month has been really busy for me since a bunch of my college applications were due and my school is really demanding on things like that. We're also doing last minute testing before the break and the quarter is up so I really haven't had time to write/edit, I apologize for keeping you all waiting, I hope this chapter can satisfy you all and shows that I really did try my best! I'll continue to try and update quicker this week! Thank you for waiting! - Coco <3

Jake's eyes scan the crowd as he steps onto the field. He loves game days, they're exciting, and filled with an energy he's never felt before, but today feels different. He chalks it down to knowing that after this he'll be taking you out on your first date. The thought itself grows his smile further. His teammates stand beside him, eyeing the way his face lights up at the sight of you, and it confirms for both Sunghoon and Heeseung that Jake Sim is crushing on the only girl who's ever made Jay Park smile.

Far to their left stands Jay, and just as Jake's eyes do, they find you. He watches as you stand shivering from the cold with, big camera tightly gripped in your cold hands. He contemplates walking over and warming them up himself, but he knows better. Before the game started he vowed that if they win (which he knows they will) he's going to come clean about his feelings to you and hopefully after so many years you'll accept him as yours. The thought of it makes his ears red and his heart thump rapidly.

Just before the buzzer sounds off Jay makes the winning shot and the crowd goes wild. The team is estatic but two players are evidently beaming. Jake is the first to leave rushing to shower and prep for your date soon, and Jay could care less. He needs to talk to you now while his adrenaline is pumping and he still has the confidence to confess.

Your hands are shaking, and it's definitely not because of the cold. Jake had texted you earlier that he'd be out a bit late and that's when Jay's text came in.

Jay's soft footsteps pad against the concrete and your nerves build up tenfold. His messages, while not bad, were a surprise to you. Jay had never once in all the years of your pining for him, messaged you, hence why you didn't have his number saved. But now here he was out of his football getup standing before you, hands shoved in his pockets as he nervously eyed the ground.

"Hi," he breathes looking up at you. He notes that you're dressed beautifully today, and his cheeks warm at you peering back up at him. Hopefully this goes well.

"Hey Jay, what did you need to talk to me about?"

His stance gets stiff but he tries to get the words he desperately wants to say out. "I really don't know how to say this."

His words spark curiosity in you but you don't push, waiting for him to continue when he's ready.

"Y/N, these past few years have been really difficult for me, you may not know this but my parents and I have been going through a really rough time. However, you have always been the person who really helped me keep going. Your daily muffins and sweet notes really kept me going and I don't know when, but during those moments when you really uplifted me. I fell for you. I fell really fucking hard. I knew about your feelings but I was so scared that you weren't going to actually like me once you met me and got to know me. When Jungwon joined the team last week I was so happy because through him I could get your number. I wanted to confess the second I got it but it didn't feel like the right time to do so. But now it feels right, so Y/N, I really like you, like a fucking lot, and I really want to be able to take you out. Will you let me?" Jay let's out a shaky breath, one he doesn't know he's been holding in.

The sound of the the school door slamming startles you both, there stands Jake, phone in hand. You're not sure what he's heard but from the look on his face it seems like he's heard enough.

The three of you stand looking at each other, air filled with tension, but no one says a word.

Finally Jay breaks the silence, "Jake what are you doing here?"

"I was going to ask you the same thing."

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[rosyvvoods]

I'm not sure if you write but if you do, do you have any CoD writing that you could share even a snippet of? You seem like you have a bunch of fun ideas and it would be cool to see more! Even if it's oc stuff I'm really interested!

AH!! thank you for asking!!! i don't have a whole lot but i have two that i'm working on here and there when i have the inspiration, one called "ringing in the ears" that's a fic about my bell teo and the other called "dinner & diatribes" that's a fic about my oc janet and woods and part of their youth together and their coming back together after they fell apart for a little bit!! i'll put the snippets under the read more since i don't know how to keep things short SDFSKHDFS both are also WIPs so. y'all know how it goes. there are also little like, ficlets that i have that i am going to keep close to my chest as well as a fic i wrote for lee (day 2000000 of awaiting their possible return to this hellsite) about their oc diane and adler and stitch getting to diane as the campaign for cold war is wrapping up which sits at a mighty 15,167 words SOMEHOW SFDSHK i only mention it bc it's the most i've written in a v long time so i DO write sometimes just. not. consistently sdlkfjhjlsh

ANYWAY

"Ringing in the Ears" | current wordcount: 2,067

"Why did you need us in here, then?"

"Well, Lazar," Adler hums quietly as he puts out his cigarette, "all of the broken equipment in the corner of the room, there- one of the televisions, some of the medical stuff- was what happened the last time it was just Park and I." The group all looks over to the corner Adler is talking about; there sits broken medical equipment, and a TV that looks like something someone's dog would do to a chew toy. Pieces were scattered around the tile floor, though they had clearly been swept up a little bit and arranged in a way that they wouldn't be a bother. "Violent tendencies."

"Better safe than sorry," Lazar finishes, tone contemplative. Silence resumes as the loudest sound in the room while Park prepares the needle. She glances up at the three men, and then down at the subject.

"Alright. Wake 'em up. By the time I'm ready they'll be as awake as they need to be." She pauses, adding, "don't grab onto them just yet. We have to see how they react, lest we make them feel immediately like they're being held captive. They may regress if we're not careful." The three nod, and stand ready. Adler is the one to bridge the gap, the arm of the chair brushing up against his midsection as he places his hand on the subject's shoulder.

"Bell. I need you to wake up." He taps them a few times, firm but not forceful. "C'mon Bell. It's crank time." Slowly but surely, the person in front of them begins to awaken. Eyes blink open, still bleary with sleep, as they gaze up at Adler. They frown, brow furrowing. Adler manages a rather convincing friendly smile. "We've got a job to do, kid. Let's go." They seem to be responding well, until they catch Park closing in with the needle out of the corner of their eye. That sets off some kind of instinct, and everyone jumps into action the moment they move. Their left arm reaches for Park's wrist, though she manages to evade it as Lazar wrestles one of his arms around it. Sims manages to pin their legs from flailing- but the focus on protecting Park and whatever drug she was going to inject them with means that Adler is left wide open. He's caught with their hand digging its nails into the back of his neck, scratching across the skin despite the fabric of his shirt covering it. As the scene freezes, Adler's hand at Bell's throat pressing them back against the seat, he can feel a little bit of blood running down between his shoulder blades. Bell makes no more moves to harm, their eyes fiery and wild and fixed directly on Adler.

"Shit, are you okay, Russ?" Sims grits out, noticing the tears in Adler's shirt where Bell's short nails managed to break through.

"Yeah. This could be worse."

"Just hold them still," Park says, quickly brushing up the short sleeve of Bell's shirt to get to the deltoid muscle, pressing the needle into the skin and injecting. They flinch a little, but between Lazar, Sims, and Adler, the movement isn't enough to shake them much. All the while, as the process goes on, their eyes are still locked onto Adler's. Adler shifts his hand to grab roughly at their face, squeezing tight; since the needle entered, Bell's nails have dug deeper into Adler's skin. As Park finishes and pulls the needle out, they remain there for a moment.

"Come on, Bell," Adler grunts, brow furrowing, a brief flash of anger showing through his usually collected exterior. "Let it work. We have a job to do. Remember?" Bell's eyes begin to flutter, a few times at first and then more rapidly before their eyes squeeze shut and they press back against the chair, body going rigid. After a mere moment of that, they fall still and go limp, aside from the deep rise and fall of their chest. Their hand drops from the back of Adler's neck, and their arm goes heavy in Lazar's hold. After another few breaths, they all breathe a sigh of relief.

“I'm gonna have to check that wound out for you- Bell could've fucking killed you, doc," Sims huffs, shaking his head.

"But they didn't." Lazar and Sims look to park. She's got a small smile on her face- one that's admittedly made the room feel colder. "This is the best outcome we could hope for. They reacted quickly to that shot. I think we'll be ready to onboard them by late next week."

"That soon?" Adler asks, one hand reaching to tap the back of his neck to check the damage. He winces a little. "They didn't need the multiple dosages like last time, admittedly. And like you said, they took to it much quicker than other intramuscular injections." He pulls his hand away, and it's stained red. "We can work with this."

"Dinner & Diatribes" | current wordcount: 4,328

As the night goes on, Mrs. Fitzgerald’s usual push for Frank to head out for the evening never comes; by eleven o’clock, Frank’s fallen asleep on the floor of Jan and Johnny’s room, the twins squished onto one of their two twin beds- Johnny’s foot in Jan’s face is the likely cause of her stirring, but she glances down in her sleepy haze to see that Frank is still there, curled up on the hard floor. She shoves Johnny off of her, giving him a little kick for extra measure, before sliding her legs off the edge of the bed. She pats Frank’s shoulder softly, shaking him gently when he doesn’t wake from that alone.

“Frankie. Hey. Fucker, wake up-” after she quietly calls to him, he finally blinks his eyes open, glancing up at her with a furrowed brow. He sits up abruptly then, realizing how dark it is outside.

“Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck- Jan, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to stay so late-”

“Mama didn’t come in to wake you. You know she would have.” There’s a quiet that hangs in the air as realization settles in, and he relaxes a bit. “Go sleep on my bed.”

“Are you trying to get me killed?”

“Ha! No, I’m not- I’ll stay over here with Johnny, smelly as he is. You deserve to sleep on something better than the fuckin’ floor, especially if you’re stayin’ over for the night.”

“...are you sure? I can sleep next to your brother, I’ve smelled worse-” Jan laughs at that, trying to keep her snickering down so she doesn’t wake the aforementioned stinky brother.

“I’m sure. Go on.” He smiles up at her, taking a moment to reach up and take her hand, running a thumb gently over her knuckles. Jan freezes, cheeks growing warm as Frank peers up at her with a tender look. “Frank?”

“Your ma heard our commotion all this evening, y’know. She told me I didn’t have to lie for ya’s, and that I’m welcome anytime.”

“Holy shit.”

“I know. It was after you and Johnny went to the door. And I’m so fuckin’ happy she did, I really didn’t wanna stay on your ma’s bad side, especially not when-” he stops himself, eyes going a little wide as he carefully drops Jan’s hand and recoils his hand away. “Uh. Not when we’re, uh. Such good friends.” Jan deflates a little, tilting her head in confusion.

“Right. Good friends.”

“Mhm.” Frank sighs, glancing at the still-sleeping Johnny as he stands up. He looks back at Jan, reaching forward hesitantly to tuck some of her long, blonde hair over her ear. “Thanks, Jannie. For uh, for everything.” With that he turns to her bed and pauses before flopping down on top of it. He originally sits with his back to the twins, making Jan’s heart sink even more, hope diminishing the way a candle reaches the end of its wick. She settles back in, shoving Johnny so that he’s up against the wall and that she’s on the side of the bed. She keeps her back to her brother, eyes lingering on the width of Frank’s shoulders, and the subtle shifting of his body as he breathes. Jan’s lost in thought as Frank takes in a deep breath, though she’s pulled from those thoughts as he flips, rolling over and repositioning so that he’s facing her. His blue eyes go wide for a moment when he sees Jan staring at him, but then a cheeky smile replaces the shock on his features. She smiles back at him, and they continue watching one another as they both drift off. Jan’s last thought before really heading into the realm of sleep is that if the beds were closer, she’d have asked Frank to keep holding her hand the way he was before he’d pulled away from her so abruptly.

#rosytalks #bell cod #bell call of duty #ch: teodor bell konvalinka #bell oc #call of duty oc #cod oc #cod bocw oc #ch: janet woods #i mean. she's still janet fitzgerald at this point but AHADFKHSDFS #rosewrites

[murfeelee]

C2077 Voodoo Boys Collection

“No-one else in Night City is so closely intertwined with the depths of the Net than the Voodoo Boys. Rooted in Haitian culture and tradition, these elite netrunners use their mastery of the digital realm to hack data and information that would otherwise be untouchable. Operating out of Pacifica, they’re your go-to for access beyond Blackwall, but watch your back; they’re especially wary of strangers.“

-- Cyberpunk 2077

This collection is divided into 2 sets, for buy mode and CAS CC conversions.

The VB Buy Mode Set includes 30 items:

VB Veve as Wall Lights

VB INSP Wall Lights

VB Veve as Floor Lights

Colorful Masks as Wall Art

Wall Mask Decor D & E

Incense Vase (REQUIRES WORLD ADVENTURES EP)

Haitian Book Decor

Necklace Cross Stand Decor

Bowl Decor 1 & 2

Beads Decor

Monitor A as Table Light

Monitor A2 as Table Light (Animated)

Monitor A as Functional Wall Television (Animated)

6 Monitors as Table Light (C2077 INSP)

Keyboard as Functional Computer

Netrunner Chair (HIGH POLY) as Lounge Chair

Netrunner Chair (HIGH POLY) as UNIVERSITY EP Brain Machine (Pro & Cheap)

Netrunner Chair Cables (slideable, found under Wall Art)

Netrunner Cables Triple Cluster (high poly)

Netrunner Cables Quadruple Cluster (high poly)

Mikoshi Pattern (found under Abstract)

Cables Set (Left, Right & Center)

VR Floor Lines Rug

Ice for Tubs (found under Rugs)

3 Wrapped Cables as Decor

The VB CAS Set includes 11 accessories and 2 tattoos:

Placide Tubes as Armband (Trimmer & Bulkier) (REQUIRES SUPERNATURAL EP for fit/fat morphs) 

Placide Head Cybernetics ACC

Maman Brigitte Coat (basegame & SN EP versions)

Misty’s Necklace (Trim) FIXED! (REQUIRES SUPERNATURAL EP for fit/fat morphs)

Grizzly Necklace (REQUIRES SUPERNATURAL EP for fit/fat morphs)

Bone Ladder Necklace (REQUIRES SUPERNATURAL EP for fit/fat morphs)

Bone Belt (REQUIRES SUPERNATURAL EP for fit/fat morphs)

Strap Hoodie (basegame & SN EP versions)

VB INSP Body Tattoo (requires CmarNYC’s tattoo mod)

VB INSP Body Scarification Tattoo (requires CmarNYC’s tattoo mod)

Enjoy, chooms! And Happy Black History Month!

Download folders (package files): Mediafire | Simfileshare

Descriptions & preview pics under the cut:

Most of the buy mode CC is self explanatory. Everything’s recolorable, and a lot of it is found under Misc Decor, Rugs or Wall Art.

Netrunner Chairs & UNI EP Brain Machine

Netrunner Lounge Chair

I had to drastically resize & reshape this mesh in order for sims to be able to sit on it somewhat naturally -- in addition to shaving off some serious polys, and it’s still pushing 10k.

Netrunner Chair as UNI EP Brain Machines (Cheap & Pro)

I was too way lazy to frankenmesh the University EP’s consoles & machines with C2077′s netrunner chairs (too many geostates, I refuse), so instead I just made the chairs solo. So unfortunately, the glowy special effects like the static electricity float in the air for no reason, where the extra bits of the machine mesh would have been. Ah well. At least it’s functional, sue me.

Ice Rug for Tubs

Ah yes, nothing like a nice soak in a vat of ice to beat that sweltering tropical heat! (Or as a DIY way for the body to enter cryostasis so that traversing Cyberspace doesn’t fry your implants right out of their sockets & kill you.)

Clipping will occur with several bathtubs, especially all the round ones. Fully recolorable. High poly (pushing 10k), so don’t go crazy.

Veve Wall & Floor Lights

I already made a bunch of RL voodoo wall & floor veve markings as regular decor, but when I saw the ones in C2077 I was like I gotta do something extra this time. So I decided to make these as lights, so they could “glow in the dark.“ You can turn them on/off if you want, and they’re recolorable.

Veve Floor Lights

Veve Wall Lights

VB INSP Wall Lights

Monitor Table Lights & PC

Hands down my fave part of the whole collection -- AND the hardest effing CC I learned how to make this year so far. This is my first time experimenting with the Fullbright shader AND animated textures, and good lord I had to test these a bunch of times -- major shout out to @aisquaredchoco​​​ for helping me test! 👍

Monitor Table Light & Keyboard as Functional PC

Following the same premise as my other keyboard & monitor set here, the Keyboard is a functional computer, and the Monitor is a table light with different screen variations:

6 Monitors as Table Light

These are the same monitors I converted here, just retextured using some of C2077′s screens instead.

The themes I was going for were generic news, music, hacker, medic/ripperdoc, and generic travel & weather.

I also added the Fullbright shader, so that the monitor always glows, even when the lights are off.

Animated Monitor as Table Light & Wall TV

Last but certainly not least, the coup de gras: animated textures!

The Animated Monitor as Table Light is a bigger version of the non-animated monitor above, but with far less variations, to give a more hacker-type vibe.

The Animated Wall Monitor is a functional TV that sims can watch & interact with, but you won’t be able to actually SEE the shows on the screen, just listen. Sorryboutit. It has all the same recolorable hacker-inspired variations as the table light.

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VB CAS CC Set

The CAS CC should be self explanatory, made up of accessories and 2 body tattoos.

Placide Tubes as Armband (Trimmer & Bulkier) (REQUIRES SUPERNATURAL EP for fit/fat morphs). Y/A-AM, Everyday - Outerwear.

Placide Head Cybernetics ACC (Y/A-AM, Everyday - Outerwear. Found under Earrings)

Maman Brigitte Coat (basegame & SN EP versions). Y/A-AF, Everyday - Outerwear. Found under Garters (scroll all the way down past the Socks)

Misty’s Necklace (Trim) FIXED! (REQUIRES SUPERNATURAL EP for fit/fat morphs)

Grizzly Necklace, Bone Ladder Necklace, Bone Belt (all REQUIRE SUPERNATURAL EP for fit/fat morphs). Y/A-A Unisex, Everyday - Outerwear. (The Belt is found under Rings btw.)

Strap Hoodie (basegame & SN EP versions). Y/A-AM, Everyday - Outerwear. Found under Earrings.

VB INSP Body Tattoo (requires CmarNYC’s tattoo mod)

VB INSP Body Scarification Tattoo (requires CmarNYC’s tattoo mod)

If you want in-game pictures of the CAS CC, see my VB Post here.

FLAWS: I can pretty much guarantee that there will be clipping & imperfections, even with fit/fat morphs.

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That’s everything!

Enjoy, chooms! And Happy Black History Month!

Download folders (package files): Mediafire | Simfileshare

#sims 3 cc #Sims 3 conversion #sims 3 cyberpunk #Black History Month #sims 3 buy mode #Sims 3 Accessories #sims 3 tattoos #sims 3 occult #sims 3 scifi #sims 3 tribal #sims 3 electronics #sims 3 lighting #sims 3 decor #sims 3 rugs #sims 3 comfort #sims 3 university

[thepettymachine]

A Different Kind of Jam Legacy Challenge for TS3

Honestly I just wanted to make another challenge that involved colors and had a theme but then it changed into something completely different so I thought I share. 

The Jam Legacy is a 9 generation legacy challenge based on fruits you can put into jams/jellies and has a specific color palette if you choose to go with it. Each generation is a quirky bunch and meant for some weird gameplay. So if you enjoy weird gameplay, nice fall colors, and maybe 9 generations of fun, this might be your jam.

For those who wish to do this in TS4, @nadzicle​ created an excellent conversion  of this.

Tag: jam legacy or “@” me

Rules:

All requirements that are needed for the generation are in the “Ingredients” section. 

Have fun and do what you want.

Gen 1: Strawberry

Everyone loves strawberries. They are sweet and popular just like you. You love getting to talk and meet new people at every chance you get and everyone loves how friendly you are. But your desire to help people has been the main driving point in your life. As you tend to others, you also tend to neglect taking care of yourself. As a workaholic, your house is a mess, your children don’t get to see you anymore, and your personal life is in shambles. Need to take some PTO if you ask me. 

How to make Strawberry:

Ingredients:

Career: Doctor

LTW: Super Popular

2 Traits - Workaholic & Slob

20 Friends

Skill - Charisma

Directions:

Must have the Workaholic and Slob traits

Have 20 friends and maintain those relationships until the next generation.

Neglect your children’s skills (No teaching toddler skills, helping with homework or teaching teens to drive)

Can only clean the house once a week.

Must cancel any other interaction and no outside help

Master the Charisma skill

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Gen 2: Peach

Peaches are nice and juicy, just like your creative process. You enjoy creating as it brings joy to you and those around you. But as a child, your parents neglected you as they were focused on anything and everything but you. So you found love from others and in other places where you felt like you mattered. You deserve a treat and you also treat your children to whatever they want. They’re spoiled rotten.  

How to make Peach:

Ingredients: 

Career: Self Employed (Painter/Writer/Sculptor)

LTW: Illustrious Author

3 skills - Painting, Sculpting, and Writing

10 Lovers

Found Family

5,000 dollars

Children

Directions: 

Master the Painting, Sculpting, and Writing skills.

Have 10 different lovers throughout your lifetime/at the same time

Go to the spa/stylist once a week because you deserve it

Have a maximum of 5,000 in household funds. Any amount over you spend on unnecessary items/furniture/activities

Have a close relationship with your children (spoil them rotten)

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Gen 3: Grape

You’ve always had a dream where you had a big beautiful ranch that would allow for you to take care of your horses in peace as you flaunt your wealth to those who envy you. But working hard for that money is just too much of a hassle unless someone has already done the work for you. If you want to maintain your dream, I guess you gotta marry big or have them die trying. In the meantime, you invest your money into the local businesses around town and have a side gig for nectar making. Then invite those haters to your ranch only for them to be reminded just how much better you are than them. Have a sip of that wine.

How to make Grape:

Ingredients:

Career: Equestrian

LTW: The Jockey

Skills: Nectar Making, Mixology, and Riding

3 pieces of property

2-3 horses

A ranch

Directions:

Own a ranch/farm that’s worth more than $150,000+

Have 2-3 horses

Master the Nectar Making, Mixology, and Riding skills

Host a big party at least once a week

Own 3 pieces of property in town

Win a competition on the highest level for Racing

Marry a rich sim and have them mysteriously die from unknown circumstances

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Gen 4: Plum

You’ve always believed that the universe has the answers to the questions you’ve always wondered. Like why is the sky blue? What really happened to Bella Goth? Was my parent really killed for the insurance money or the inheritance of the ranch? Sometimes these questions are left unanswered which is why you investigate the truth, supernatural or not, because it is waiting out there to be solved. Might as well document it for the views. 

How to make Plum:

Ingredients:

Career: Private Investigator

LTW: Pervasive Private Eye

Skills: Logic and Social Networking

A 5 star blog

1 death

1 death flower

A death cure (ambrosia & death fish)

Directions:

Master the Logic and Social Networking skill

Have a 5 star blog

Have a death flower in your inventory so you can meet the Grim Reaper and beat death once

Have a sour relationship with your living parent and bring back your dead parent (if you can/applicable)

Be turned into a supernatural and then find the cure to be turned back (optional to be human again)

Be abducted by aliens and have an alien child.

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Gen 5: Pumpkin

There’s always been an obsession with finding ways to tinker and fix things with you. You’ve always  found comfort in creating something with your bare hands and you tend to enjoy your own company and make few friends since you live far away from everyone else. It’s mostly because you need the space for your inventions and experiments with time travel. Wait what?!You also pride yourself by living off your own land and deciding not to feast on your animal companions you find in the wilderness as they are your only friends.

How to make Pumpkin

Ingredients: 

Career: Inventor

LTW: Renaissance Sim

Skills: Inventing, Handiness, and Science

3 children

5 woodland creatures

Trait: Vegetarian

Directions:

Master the Inventing, Handiness, and Science skills

One of your children have to be from the time machine

No more than 3 kids in the household

House must be as far away from the town as possible

Own at least 5 small pets in your home.

Everything you cook must come from your garden, so no grocery shopping from the fridge

Must have the Vegetarian trait.

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Gen 6: Pomegranate

As a child, you’ve always wanted to see the sights and travel from your little corner of the world. But your heart has always yearned for a big family you never received for when you were younger. To have two worlds come together, you decide to do most of your traveling in spring/summer and stay at home in the fall/winter seasons. When you’re at home, you spend time with your children and cook their favorite meals all while joined by the fire. And when you’re not at home, you are traveling those big adventures you’ve always dreamed of doing and to bring home the stories and souvenirs your loved ones will enjoy. What a good life indeed.

How to make Pomegranate:

Ingredients:

Career: Stay at Home Parent

LTW: Seasoned Traveler

5 children

Skill - Cooking

Directions:

Spouse has to be from a different world than you

Have 5 children and have a great relationship with all of them

Master the Cooking skill

Celebrate each holiday at least once.

Cook everyone’s favorite meal at least once

Own a complete collection of artifacts from any destination

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Gen 7: Orange

Listening to stories growing up about meeting new people and exploring new worlds has put the call of adventure into your heart. But with the limited time in this world and so many resources on your hands, you’re kinda indecisive about what to do. So basically you just do about everything on an impulsive whim. Joined a band, check. Streak in public, check. Fought a shark, check. Got eaten by a cowplant and lived, check. Turn everybody into a zombie, thought about it. Go to the future and create a dystopian future, oh there’s an idea. Yeah you’re not settling for a while. Not until you find your greatest adventure.

How to make Orange:

Ingredients:

LTW: Jack of all Trades

1 best friend

10 skills

10 jobs

3 moves

1 great adventure

Directions:

Know 10 skills but never master any of them

Spend your life finding the greatest adventure that no one else in your family has done before.

Greatest adventure is defined by you and what you believe is an adventure.

Marry your best friend as an adult

Move 3 times in your lifetime

Have at least 10 jobs under your belt (but you don’t have to reach the highest level in any of them)

Do the most dangerous inappropriate stuff at least 3 times a week.

Streaking/Skinny dipping/making out with a married person/fighting a child/etc

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Gen 8: Kumquat

You can’t stand the status quo of things and you definitely can’t stand the injustice that society normalizes. So something has to change, rather through art or always fighting the system, you believe in changing the world. One step at a time. 

How to make Kumquat

Ingredients:

LTW: Street Credible

Rebel Status

2 local protests

1 skill - Street art

3 enemies

1 change to the world

Directions:

Pull pranks as a teenager on all your neighbors

Get kicked out of college

Reach level 10 of the Rebel status

Protest at least 2 times a week

Master the Street art skill

Have 3 enemies

Can not have a typical career/9-5 job

Contribute to the future - create a utopia/dystopia for the future, become a politician as an adult or become a teacher to teach the youth. Up to you. 

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Gen 9. Blackberry

Growing up, you’ve learned how to always fight for the things you love. Through the strums of your guitar, you’ve created a melody that others can get behind when they are sad, angry, or happy. It’s the battle cry of your performance and the applause of the crowds that keep you going. It’s just that sometimes you wish you had someone to keep you going when things get rough as well. At least you have your bandmates, right?

How to make Blackberry

Ingredients:

LTW: One Sim Band

Career: Band member/Singer

4 Skills: Guitar, Drums, Piano, and Bass

2 failed relationships

1 comeback tour

1 true love/soulmate

Directions:

Master the Guitar, Drums, Piano, and Bass Skills

Create/Join a Band

Have 2 failed relationships before finding the one

True Love Checklist - Attractive, Compatible Sign, 2 similar traits, and the Virtuoso trait

Become a 5 star celebrity

Quit the band to have a solo career as a Singer

Reunite as elders for your comeback tour

Thank you for trying this challenge. Feedback is always welcomed.

Edit: 10/22/21

#this took me about a month and a half #i was too stubborn to abandon it for something of a simple theme #but i just didnt want to do the nsb and decided to make something different #so enjoy my challenge if it works for you #sims #ts3 #the sims 3 #sims 3 #ts3 challenge #ts3 legacy challenge #jam legacy challenge #this is why ive been mia lately and also cause im tired from work #might play this later

[xskyll]

The BNHA x Chobits AU that no one, not even Mineta, asked for.

The ramblings of my mind under the cut. Warning, it’s loooong.

Okay, so bear in mind that I only watched four episodes of Chobits and it was probably about 14 years ago, and also I didn’t really like it, lol

-Todoroki finds Midoriya laying on some bags of trash next to a dumpster.

-First he’s like “oh no, I need an adult,” because for all his “training,” dad never actually told him what to do when he found a dead body, (this is the summer before he starts U.A., so he’s still living at home). Endeavor is away for a week, and Fuyumi doesn’t count to him (sort of an Aristocats, “she’s not [an adult,] she’s just a sister!” thing). While he’s trying to remember that the police exist, he notices this dead body has very strange ear-like things. He comes closer to investigate. There are lots of weird body types in the world, because of quirks, but these things look metal, which isn’t unheard of, but something about these ears just strike him as unnatural.

- Good news, it seems like a robot, not a dead body. The ears open easily, and there are buttons inside. A power button (that’s right CHOBITS!! It’s in the ear! My love story isn’t going to start with molestation), some USB ports, an aux port, a slot for a microchip or SIM card or whatever, some sort of safety switch (he flips that on)…what really convinces him this is totally a robot are the blutooth and volume buttons (that’s right, Midoriya in this au can charge phones AND he’s a speaker, although the volume buttons’ primary function is to control the volume of his voice).

- He has no good reason for taking this thing home. It weights a ton, it’s awkwardly naked, except for some bandages wrapped around it, which do nothing to hide how anatomically correct this robot is, and he already has a phone charger, so he really has no use for it. 

- He feels weird about it though. While he was checking out the ears, he touched its face and the skin was soft and warm. He checked for a pulse, just out of curiosity, and found one. It looks like a person, aside from the ears, and it feels like a person. He feels bad leaving it in the trash. So he takes it home.

- Cue comedy routine where he gets this thing, not just in the house, but to his room without Fuyumi noticing.

- Once in his room, he hits the power switch. Nothing happens. He holds the power switch. Bingo. Robo-boy powers to life, bright, adorably large green eyes open. He’s holding it in his arms, and it’s still all tied up. It looks up at him and says hello.

- He drops it.

- He apologizes as he picks it back up, tugging at the wrappings to try to get its arms free. He realizes he needs to get pants, or at least boxers, for it, because it’s awake now and very much naked.

- For the very first time, he realizes that this adorable, thin-yet-lean-muscled, between 14-16 looking robo-boy might have been someone’s weird sex doll. They probably threw it away because they found a real person to date and they didn’t want them to know about their underage sex robot. This also sort of explains the pulse; the mystery pervert person probably programmed a fake pulse and did something to make his skin warm, to make him feel more real. Gross.

- He’s broken from these thoughts when the robot speaks. It says, “Please insert memory bank files or turn on base memory.” Todoroki is already freaking out, because this thing wants its memories, and he doesn’t have them. He opens the ear again and investigates. Next to the empty slot, there’s a small button labeled BM. Base memory? Sure, why not. He pushes it.

- The robot goes blank faced for a few seconds. When he comes to, he looks at Todoroki, then the room, then down at himself. He flexes his arms, trying to break the bands around him, but stops, saying, “Safety mode is on.”

- Todoroki finishes helping unwrap him, awkwardly doing so while pointedly looking away, once he gets to his lower half. Once he’s free, he goes and gets a pair of boxers and throws them in his direction. “Can you put them on?” He’s curious if the robot can do something like that unaided, and also he doesn’t want to cloth it himself, because even though this is a robot, it looks like a very cute boy his age. And it has a pulse. He can’t stop thinking about that.

- The robot puts on the boxers, after inspecting them for a second. He honestly does struggle to figure it out for a moment, cause he has zero common sense, but he does figure it out. It probably takes him about a minute. Once they’re on, he stands and starts inspecting the room.

- “Do you have a name?” seems like a dumb question, but he asks anyway and the robot answers, “I’m Project Midoriya.”

- Background info time. Midoriya is not fully a robot. He was kidnapped just seven months ago, coming home from school. It was the day of the sludge villain attack, but he got nabbed before they could cross paths. AFO wanted a quirkless person to experiment on. He did his research and found Midoriya Izuku, a quirkless boy with no friends and little family, who wouldn’t be missed very much. He’s confident enough that he won’t get caught that he titles his new project by its name: Midoriya. Midoriya’s memories are still in his mind, but they’re suppressed. AFO found it easier to backup his memories to a chip, so he could remove them as needed. When they were installed, Midoriya responded best to his own name anyway, so calling him that was also the easiest thing. Without his memories, AFO found him a bit annoying, because he had no social skills or common sense. He needed to be taught, which he didn’t have the patience for, so usually he just left the memories in. He was a timid boy anyway and easy to intimidate, especially if he threaten to hurt his mom.

- The cops figure his disappearance was maybe a runaway situation, but given his track record and the profile on him they’d compiled from listening to his mom, classmates, and teachers, they figure it’s more likely a kidnapping or murder. Fun fact though, he got kidnapped the day Bakugou told him to kill himself. Obviously no body is found, but he knows people go to forests to hang themselves, or put weights in their pockets and drown themselves. Those bodies can take years to find. So while all of this is happening, Bakugou is out there just every day, “what have I done, what have I done, what have I done?” When they finally see each other again, Bakugou freaks out and Midoriya’s suppressed memories are triggered. Bakugou demands answers, Todoroki is confused and defensive, and Midoriya is just, “System overload. Shutting down,” and then face plants to the floor.

- Anyway, back to Shouto. He asks Midoriya if he remembers anything. Midoriya has exactly one memory (or at least, one easily accessible memory), and it’s this: “A man. He looked like this.” He put his hand over his face. “He said, ‘Sensei put so much work into you. Why are you so useless (Deku)?’”

- More bg info, AFO gave Midoriya to Shigaraki, telling him to try to make him useful, and Shigaraki DID try for a couple of months, but he was over the whole situation after basically one day. With his memories, Midoriya was scared and traumatized, had morals, cried a bunch and sometimes tried to escape, and was just UGH. He could mute his voice, but even that didn’t help, cause this kid was just sooo annoying. Without his memories he was awkward and boring and still annoying. Eventually he just yeeted him into a trash heap, but took his memory chip, since it technically contains LoV information.

- Midoriya considers his only memory and thinks being called Deku feels sort of normal, so he says as much. “Deku might also be my name. You can call me that, if you want.” Todoroki says he’ll stick with Midoriya, because Deku isn’t a nice name for his new robot friend.

- So the first section of the story after this is fairly light-hearted. Todoroki has to keep Midoriya a secret from Endeavor and Fuyumi (I feel like she does find out eventually, but agrees to help hide him, as she sees it’s good for her little bro to finally have this (maybe?) living thing/person to talk to and take care of.) Speaking of care, Midoriya is very easy to care for. He can eat, drink, and sleep, but doesn’t need to. He has some sort of self-charging system. Most of his “care” involves teaching him social skills (which oof, blind leading the blind, but they say teaching is the best way to learn, so this is actually good for Shouto too). Embarrassing stuff happens. Fluffy stuff happens. It’s a good time.

- Shouto spends the summer with Midoriya this way. Most of their interactions are fluffy and light, but not all. The first time he comes back to his room after training with his dad, he learns two things: Midoriya has first aid knowledge programmed into him and he’s capable of crying. As the trainings continue, Midoriya eventually reveals that he has over a hundred fighting styles programmed into him and knows over 70 ways to kill a person, but he can’t access any of that information while his safety is on. Todoroki is just like, “Uuuuuh, that’s really good to know…but we’re gonna keep the safety on for now, okay? I hate my dad but also please don’t murder him. He’s famous so we wouldn’t get away with it. Also murder is bad, don’t kill people.”

- Midoriya wants to know if all heroes are like Endeavor and Shouto is like, noooo and shows him the debut video of his personal favorite hero: All Might. Watching this video is the first time Midoriya has a “System overloading. Shutting down” moment. Shouto has an absolute panic attack, because if Midoriya reboots and his memories are wiped, then he’ll have lost the best friend he ever had. But Midoriya restarts and he’s fine. He explains that sometimes he shuts down, to prevent a system failure, which would damage his…idk, hard drive or whatever. He quietly admits that the All Might video is very familiar, and he thinks maybe it used to be important to him. Shouto questions him about his memories and Midoriya theorizes that perhaps he has them backed up, but he isn’t sure how to access them. 

- This is exciting for Shouto, because he thinks maybe if Midoriya experiences more “triggers,” like the video, he might regain his memories and be able to shed some light on the general mystery of where he came from/who made him/what his purpose is. Whenever Endeavor is away, he tries to sneak Midoriya out, so he can see the real world. He isn’t too concerned about his ears, because in a world of quirks, there are plenty of odd looking people around. So far he’s been wearing Todoroki’s clothes, which a little too big on him, so they go shopping and get him clothes. None of their outings seem to trigger anything, except one time when they pass a park where Midoriya and Bakugou used to play as kids. Midoriya grows quiet and seems far away for a moment, but he doesn’t overload and shakes off the familiar feeling.

- Whenever they see All Might stuff he’s just !!!!!!! He can’t remember why he likes All Might, but he remembers how he feels about him. The more All Might stuff he sees, the more his old feelings return. One day they pass a large All Might poster and Midoriya says, “I think maybe I wanted to be like him, once.”

- Eventually Todoroki starts school. He feels bad about leaving him, but Midoriya is content to stay in his room and occupy himself until Todoroki comes home. He’s part computer, so he’s a total boss at helping with math homework. He likes doing homework with Todoroki in general, because he likes learning. This is great for Todoroki’s grades because again, the teaching thing helps everything stick better for him. 

- The attack on USJ happens and Todoroki sees Shigaraki, who has a hand on his face, and he’s like, “Shit, shit, shit, this is the guy who threw away Midoriya,” and he has NO idea what to do with that information. Midoriya belonging to the LoV does explain the “70+ ways to kill” programming though. He tells Midoriya what happened and Midoriya is kind of whatever about it. He says, “Maybe I belonged to villains, but I belong to you, now.” And Shouto is like, “No, no, no, no. You do not. You belong to yourself” and Midoriya is just ????

- I think for the Sports Festival, Midoriya convinces him to use his fire. It’s sort of like, “It’s your power, even though its origin is Endeavor. Just like how everything I can do is my power, even though I was programmed by villains. Being made by villains doesn’t make me a villain. Using the resources they gave me doesn’t make me a villain. Being Endeavor’s son doesn’t make you Endeavor, and using your fire doesn’t either.” Todoroki turns off Midoriya’s safety, confident he has nothing to fear.

- Midoriya watches the Sports Festival on tv (using his blutooth, he can actually just hear the volume in his head, so he can watch silently). He sees Bakugou. Seeing him on screen doesn’t have a huge impact on him, but he does feel something. Fear, unease, admiration, and affection. He’s confused and uncomfortable, and ends up looking away from the screen whenever he’s shown for too long.

- Shouto actually starts making friends at school. Being with Midoriya has taught him a lot about being kind and the joy having other people in your life can bring. Still, he doesn’t trust anyone enough to tell them about Midoriya. He’s terrified of losing him.

- For the Hosu incident, Midoriya is home alone, probably doing something on Shouto’s laptop. He sees the breaking news and is just, “Welp, that’s where Shouto, the official best person in the world, is, so guess I’m going to Hosu to make sure he’s safe.” He leaves the house alone, for the first time ever, and just runs to Hosu. Idk how far away Hosu is from the Todoroki residence, but Midoriya doesn’t fatigue and he’s also outrageously fast, so it’s fine. Also he can see in the dark, but only if he activates his night vision, which makes his eyes glow. Not good for sneaking, but very pretty and cool. I’m not sure how he finds Shouto, or how Shouto found Iida, but I imagine Stain is like, seconds from skewering him and then Midoriya comes out of nowhere and collides with Stain (which is a big deal, cause remember, Midoriya is filled with metal parts and is super heavy). They fight together and at some point Stain cuts Midoriya and he bleeds, which for Shouto is like !?!??! And then he licks his blood and the paralysis works and Shouto is just !!!!!!!!!!!!!!

- Later, after the life threatening stuff is over, Todoroki has some seriously thoughts about this, because what if Midoriya is human? Or part human? That would be a huge development, and also kind of relief for him, because he sort of feels like he’s been falling in love, but he’s been desperately stomping down on those feelings, because he knows falling in love with a robot probably isn’t healthy. But falling in love with a half robot? I mean, Iida could be called part robot, with his legs, if you want to get technical about it. And Todoroki does want to get technical about it, thank you very much. If Iida is dateable, then so is Midoriya.

- Back to Hosu. They beat Stain and, after securing him, Todoroki tells Midoriya to go home, before his dad arrives. Once he leaves, he begs Iida not to tell anyone he saw him and promises to explain later. For ease of narrative, Native was unconscious the entire fight.

- Endeavor shows up, as does the Nomu. It takes Shouto but Stain rescues him. At the hospital, Todoroki explains the Midoriya situation to Iida, revealing that this incident was the first time he realized Midoriya had blood in him. Iida agrees to keep the secret, but urges Todoroki to tell someone. Maybe Aizawa. He agrees to consider, but he doesn’t want Midoriya to get taken away and like, locked up to be studied or something. He and Iida become better friends, bonding over almost dying together and sharing the secret of Midoriya. 

- Midterms! Shouto scores higher because he has an awesome robot tutor. He doesn’t actually care, but good for him regardless.

- Summer field trip time. Midoriya can’t come, obviously. I’m thinking during this time, he decides to sneak out of the house and explore on his own. He feels guilty, because Shouto would worry if he knew, but he just feels this draw. He feels like maybe his old memories were important, and he’s becoming curious. He keeps thinking about the boy from the Sports Festival and about All Might. He ends up in his old neighborhood. He sees his middle school and he doesn’t remember anything, but seeing the building makes him feel lonely and sort of bad about himself. It reminds him of Shigaraki calling him Deku, and the familiar feeling that gave him. He leaves and finds himself on his old street. He isn’t close at all to his old home - he can barely see the apartment building - but he can still see it. He almost shuts down, but turns away quickly and starts back the way he came. He doesn’t remember anything, but seeing that building fills him with overwhelming emotions. The strongest one reminds him of his feelings for Shouto, but it’s different. He can’t place it, but he knows he’d die to protect Shouto, and he feels like maybe he once knew someone in that building that he would also die to protect. Once he gets home, he realizes he’s crying. He decides to sleep and he dreams of green eyes and a smile that looks like home.

- Shouto is injured during the villain attack and goes to the hospital. Once he’s released, he agrees with Kirishima that they’ll go rescue Bakugou. That whole thing pretty much goes at it did in canon, except All Might never found a successor, so he’s more powerful. He defeats AFO and does not have to retire, though he’s feeling an overwhelming pressure to find a successor now, because he knows he’s hanging on by a thread.

- Dorms!! Shouto is bringing his boy with him. He figures he can hide him just as easily there as he can at home. Getting him in is a little tricky, but he manages. From there, it’s smooth sailing.

- Except not really, because living with 18-19 other people (19 if Hitoshi is in the class, which, maybe) is way different than living with 2. Midoriya is discovered in like, a week and everyone is freaking out, most of all Bakugou, who basically breaks down. He tries to hit Midoriya and screams at him, about thinking he was dead and going to his funeral and how it was his fault and having to face his mom and did Midoriya even think about his mom??? As previously mentioned, Midoriya just shuts down and face plants to the ground.

- Shouto finally learns Midoriya’s full name. Midoriya Izuku. A+ name. Very cute. He plans to use it immediately.

- Bakugou’s insight changes the situation completely. Now they know Izuku was once 100% human and something awful happened to him. They end up bringing him to Aizawa and explaining the situation and everything they know. Todoroki gets scolded, cause Izuku could have been dangerous and he should have known better, but he doesn’t even pretend to have regrets. Endeavor would have made him throw Izuku back into the trash where he found him. His best friend isn’t trash.

- Now the name of the game is helping Izuku restore his memories. Bakugou is a huge help, but patience is required, to keep Izuku from overloading. He remembers bits and pieces at a time, all centered around Bakugou. Aizawa agrees to let him attend classes, so they can keep an eye on him. He’s also hoping a school setting might trigger more memories. He meets All Might and he doesn’t even get to announce his system malfunction before he’s out. He sees him, starts smoking at the mouth and hits the floor. All Might is very alarmed.

- Tsukauchi is made aware of the situation. He wants to keep things under wraps though. If the LoV is aware Midoriya is out and about, they may target him. If they can restore his memories though, they may gain insight into the group’s plans. That being said, he thinks it’s only right that they tell Inko. They tell her they have information on her son and make her sign a contract, agreeing not to release any information. Once she agrees, they brief her on what they know and, at the end, bring in Izuku.

- Izuku has been talking with Bakugou about his mom, to prepare for this (he usually wants Shouto with him for these conversations, and Shouto and Bakugou sort on inadvertently become friends). He can’t remember her at all, but he remembers the face in his dream. He knows it’s her. While talking, he’s shut down a few times (which drives Bakugou up the wall, and also scares him a little, cause he kind of looks dead when it happens), but he thinks he might be ready to see her now. He’s brought in and he does not shut down, not fully, but he comes close. He definitely glitches a little, maybe doing a quick reboot, quick enough that he doesn’t even fall, and his voice comes out cracked and metallic when he speaks, and there are sparks in his mouth, but he manages, “Mom?” They both cry and she holds him while he tells her, voice wavering between sounding normal and sounding robotic, that he doesn’t remember her, but he loves her, he knows he loves her so so much and he knows he’s missed her, even though he didn’t know who she was. It’s very emotional, and extremely hard for both of them when they finally have to separate, because Izuku can’t go home with her. She’s allowed to visit though, and each visit helps him restore little pieces of his memory. Between her and Bakugou, he starts making enough progress that he stops shutting down when he gains a new memory, and he starts remembering his old hopes and dreams. He doesn’t remember what AFO did to him, but he remembers enough of his past to feel self-conscious now, about his body. He breaks down one day and Shouto holds him while he grapples with his identity, his humanity, and his future. 

- I’m picturing a scene where he’s crying and Shouto takes his face in his hands and explains all the beautiful things about him that make him human, and he finishes up with something corny like, “I know you, Izuku. You’re human. You have to be human, because I’m in love with you.” And then they KISS and it is ROMANTIC!

- He decides he still wants to be a hero and he becomes a real member of 1A, instead of just a visitor. The whole class helps him design a costume and come up with a name and in general are just like, “Cyborg Hero, yay!!”

- And that’s all I got. I think eventually he would fight the league, and probably retrieve his chip, giving him 100% of his memories. There’s a LOT of trauma to deal with there, because he was basically torn apart and put back together several times by AFO, but they do gain all the information they need to take down the LoV for good. And the Overhaul arc is in there. Izuku might still intern with Nighteye, because All Might is like, “Robot successor? Maybe???” and he wants Nighteye’s opinion. Nighteye can’t see his future, because he’s not fully human, but eventually he gives his stamp of approval. Eri is rescued and that’s a very personal fight for Izuku, because he identifies with what she’s gone through. And of course she loves him and thinks his ears are cute and his glowy eyes are pretty.

- Oh, and the School Festival. I honestly don’t even know what to do with him. He can learn any instrument just by like, downloading some YouTube tutorial videos. He can learn any dance by watching it once. He’s really strong, really fast, and can also operate as a speaker (though that can be awkward, cause it’s through his mouth, so he’d just be standing there with his mouth open). They might keep his role same as canon, idk. They’d probably all fight over him.

- I’m sure none of this was anything like Chobits. Sorry. I just think the ears are neat, really, and liked the idea of Izuku being a cyborg (Chobits isn’t even about cyborgs, lol).

Sorry this is outrageously long! If you want to write this into a full fic, feel free to use my ideas! Just give me a shoutout, maybe? And tell me about it, so I can read it!

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[dcforts]

[week 4: selfie together]

1.7k, post-canon, non canon compliant.

Three days to impact (moving out with Cas and a bunch of hunter nerds settling into the bunker to set up the Network), and Dean was still elbow deep in messy drawers, sorting through his stuff in one of the research rooms. He couldn’t believe he had managed to hoard that much crap when he spent there not more than six months every year.

Sam had already taken care of most of it and thrown away a lot of junk when he had moved away with Eileen a year or so ago, so Dean had thought that he would be packed in less than a day with what was left. He was wrong.

He was tackling a bunch of phones and chargers all tangled up together, trying to figure out which ones were still working. Between him and Sam they had probably gone through a hundred or so phones, without counting the burners, their dad’s and those of other hunters, passed on after their deaths.

You had to keep them on, check the messages, write down the contacts – for a long time it was the only way to keep the network going and to make sure that no call for help would ever go unanswered.

Hopefully the Network, with Charlie fancy digital system and stolen tech from the Brits, would make things a lot easier. The bunker would become the hunter HQ that it was always meant to be. And Sam and Dean would still go there from time to time, but it would become more like a workplace than an actual home.

Magazines apparently said you had to keep them separated and all that. So, they were trying.

He wasn’t even halfway done when he found his old phone. It was not too ancient or anything and he used to like it just fine, but for Christmas Claire and the girls had gotten him a new one (“not for work!!” said the note attached to it) so he had just dumped it in here.

It had no SIM card, but there were some police contacts (useful) and the Candy Crush app (not useful). He went on to check the gallery and was surprised to find still some pictures in it.

He snorted, seeing one of the last taken – Sam, drunk on Christmas Day, a paper crown askew on his head, trying to focus enough to play Jenga with someone who was out of the shot. Dean didn’t remember who it was anymore. Sam had the most incredible face on.

Oh, there were pictures from when they went to visit Garth! He had taken them at Frontier Stables in Frederic and Dean and Gertie had possibly been equally excited about riding a horse. There were a bunch of pictures of that day, including one Garth had taken of him where he looked like an absolute dork.

Wow, they must have been at least a year or so older, he had totally forgotten about them. Now, he couldn’t just put the phone down and resume his work. He debated with himself (very briefly) if he could afford a break or not and then flopped down on the floor covered in cardboard boxes to look through the rest of the gallery.

Most of the pictures were cases related, articles and crime scenes, then a bunch of landscapes, an amazing looking burger from that joint in Texas.

There was one with Cas that he had taken one night. Dean’s face was on the foreground, on the left, and he was making a funny face, his index finger to his lips. The red couch was visible behind his shoulders and Cas was by his side, his face turned towards the television screen and lighted by it.

They had been cooped up in Dean’s cave for nearly four hours and all that time Sam was freaking out because he didn’t know where they were and he couldn’t find them. When Dean had checked his phone, he had found fourteen missed calls and a bunch of texts. He had sent him that picture back and written shh it's movie night.

Sam had come bursting through the door two seconds later and bitched at him for fifteen minutes for having his phone on silent and then stayed and watched Back to the Future III with them.

This was before he and Cas even got together – well, officially at least.

It felt like so long ago, back when they were all: fingers brushing, intense gazing, losing track of time when alone together. They were so clueless.

It had sorted itself out though. A couple of weeks after that, Dean had fallen asleep on Cas’ shoulder and Cas had spent the rest of the night holding him and he had done that every night since.

Dean smiled and scrolled down, back in time.

More photos on the road, book pages, his car against a pretty sunset. Then a group selfie that they sent to Jody for her birthday. Sam and Eileen were still living at the bunker then and Sam was holding the phone, on account of having three feet long arms. They were standing in the kitchen, Eileen right next to him, under his other arm and Dean next to Eileen.

Cas had appeared on the door as they were getting in position so Sam he had told him to hurry up, get in the frame and he had come to stand next to Dean, stiff like a statue. Sam had said, a little closer, so Dean had slung an arm around his neck and pulled him towards him.

Right when Sam had been about to snap it, Cas had grabbed Dean’s hand, that was dangling over his shoulder. So of course, in the picture Dean looked like a total idiot, with his eyes wide and his lips slightly parted in surprise. He had even stopped breathing a little and Cas next to him had the audacity to look totally oblivious. Dean zoomed in on his face and cackled at himself. God, and what was up with that haircut he had, did he even look at himself in the mirror.

He went on.

A few rows below there was another selfie. It was just him this time and it was terrible, the sunlight making the picture look all wrong, like there was a filter on it. It was a vertical shot that showed just about his face and shoulders.

It had been early in the morning, he was bleary-eyed and there was a little wrinkle in between his eyebrows because he had been in the car waiting for Sam to come back with their coffee for twenty minutes.

Cas had texted him out of the blue, Can you send me a picture of you? and Dean had snapped it and sent it without thinking and then he had written, what do you need it for and Cas had written back, I just miss you. Dean had almost dropped his phone, then put it away and not looked at it until late that night. Yeah, it hadn’t been one of his best moments.

Finally he had managed to pull out the conversation again. He had typed and deleted miss you too and same and same, man about a thousand times and then ended up writing your turn now.

He remembered that Cas had been quick to reply with an even worse shot than the one he had sent. Some blurry picture he had taken under a streetlight, his face wearing an intense expression, as if he needed to focus to tap once on a screen. Still, Dean had looked at it for an hour before he had gone to sleep. What a sap.

Thinking of that photo reminded him of another one. He wondered if? It took a while to find it, but it was there, almost at the end of the gallery, right after a picture of Jody in a ridiculous sun hat from when they all went to the beach for the weekend.

It was there. Their first selfie together. He snorted out loud.

He had been pacing in the map room, cursing at his phone that was stuck with the camera open. He was trying everything and it just wouldn’t close.

Cas had come look over his shoulder while Dean had been furiously tapping, and that was when the screen had frozen and flashed and the result of that was a picture of the two of them from the most unflattering angle, frowning down at the phone. Two half faces, Dean on the right, Cas on the left. Dean thought it was hilarious.

Cas had said, “I think you took a picture,” because he was a great help as usual and Dean had said, “Yeah, no shit Cas,” and eventually had to restart the phone to make it work again.

He couldn’t believe that had happened more than two years ago.

“I’m done with the inventory of the herbs. Are you done in here?” said Cas, poking his head in from the hallway. Dean very obviously wasn’t done, but he was still smiling, so Cas said, “What is it?” and came to crouch beside him to peer at his phone and the infamous selfie, “Why did we take this?”

Dean laughed, “We didn’t. My phone was acting up.”

"And you kept it?"

"Yeah, of course I kept it," Dean said, tilting his phone away, as if Cas would jump him to delete it.

Cas had other priorities. He kissed his temple.

"Okay," he said amused, then, "Do you need help? Charlie is coming over in an hour to set up the - cables."

There were no cables. Cas clearly didn’t know what he was talking about, but Dean had no idea of what Charlie was supposed to do either, so.

"No, just - wait, let's take a picture," he said, grabbing his sleeve before he could get up. Cas settled once again next to him and Dean opened the camera and held his phone up, then got his other arm around Cas’ shoulders.

The light was not great, like anywhere else in the bunker and they looked exhausted after a day's work but still, not a bad sight, if Dean could say so himself.

He focused on Cas on the screen, the little smile on his lips.

He grinned. He was gonna spend the rest of his life with that face, he thought. Jesus.

"Dean?" Cas called, after another moment of nothing.

"Alright, alright," he said and snapped the picture.

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[crashdevlin]

Ghost

Author’s Note: Written for @deanwanddamons follower challenge. Prompt is in bold (and right at the beginning lol)

Summary: Dean’s girlfriend is done with his bullshit.

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Word count: 511

Story Warnings: angst, breakups, Dean fuckin’ things up with his insecurity

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“Well, if you wanted honesty, that’s all you had to say, sweetheart,” Dean snapped.

“Of course I want honesty, you ass!” you exclaimed, shaking your head at him. “You think I want to be lied to? Who wants to be lied to?”

“A lot of people! A lot of people don’t want to know what’s really going on in their lives because they-”

“You unbelievable asshole!” You threw your hands up and turned away from him. You took a deep breath and shook your head. “Just...say it, Dean. Just say it.” You were met with silence. “Say you’re done, Dean,” you demanded.

“It’s not that sim-”

“You’re that simple!” you shouted. “Or you think I am! But I’m not…” You shook your head again. “Say it.”

“I’m...I’m not! And I’m not gonna say that.” You turned to look at him and swallowed at the overwhelmed look on his face. “Look, I know that I haven’t been the best boyfriend, but still...doesn’t mean I’m done, just means...I don’t…”

“What does it mean, Dean? What does radio silence for a month mean? What does slipping out of my bed and disappearing without a goodbye mean? What does it mean when I have to call your brother to make sure you’re still alive?” You shook your head. “If you’re not done, then what are you?”

His lips twitched as he tried to speak. Words didn’t come so he turned away from you. “I’m not done, but...I’m scared.”

“Scared?” you asked, incredulously. “What do you-”

“This shit doesn’t work for me,” he interrupted. He shook his head and turned to look at you again. “Relationships. Anything more than a one-night stand, it doesn’t work out. God forbid I have real feelings for someone.” He licked his lips and took a deep breath that he sighed out his nose. “I tried...with Cassie, with Lisa, but...it’s better if I keep shit superficial, okay? And that’s...that’s why I left without saying goodbye and didn’t answer the phone for a month. Things were getting...too...comfortable.”

His words sunk in slowly as he looked away. “Are you…” You rolled your eyes. “You’re not just an asshole, you’re an idiot,” you snapped, looking away from him.

“What?”

“You like me so you’re being an asshole? What is this, an elementary school playground? Are you gonna pull my pigtails next?” you snapped. You started walking toward the motel room door. “You don’t get to be an asshole and stay in a relationship with me, you dick! If you won’t say it, I will. It’s over.”

“Wait, wait, wait!” Dean rushed to stop you, but you turned on him, slapping his hand away from your forearm.

“No! You do not...do not touch me,” you insisted. “You’re scared because you’re catching feelings for me and feeling things never works out for you, so you’re ghosting me. Fine.” You nodded at him. “You wanted to ghost me, I’m just salting and burning you.” Dean stared at you as you walked out of the motel room.

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