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rhoorl · 6 months

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Week in Review | Oct. 29 aka The SNL Week

Hi there! Just a week ago I woke up to see the Pedroverse exploding about his appearance on SNL. What a week, it all feels like a bit of a blur. I’m so happy I have my pocket friends here so I can scream into the void about this man. Although, after this week I’m not sure how we are going to fare come Gladiator 2 time … at least we’ll have time to prepare for that versus getting caught off guard, right? What do you think P?

For those who celebrate Halloween, I hope you’ve had a safe and fun weekend. Mr. Rhoorl and I are returning to Halloween Horror Nights for the last time tonight! I still can’t believe how much I’ve enjoyed going to the event this year. Goes to show that sometimes doing something out of your comfort zone may be worth the try!

Along we go with the week in review:

Fics I Read This Week:

Frankie Morales

Hinterland by @legendary-pink-dot - Even half asleep Frankie is a menace.

Javier Peña

Pent Up by @ramblers-lets-get-ramblin - Ohhhh boy. My brain kind of short-circuited with this one.

Marcus Pike

Kinktober prompt from @absurdthirst - I’m fully entrenched in the Pike Puddle and fics like this keep me in.

Joel Miller

Cocoon and Bubble by @secretelephanttattoo - Both of these are absolutely beautiful and I feel so much intimacy between these two even without much dialogue. So well done!

Witches by @trulybetty - Betty’s entire Autumnal Offerings series has been so fantastic and I look forward to each day’s prompt. But this one … this Joel makes me a particular brand of feral.

Dieter Bravo

In Fiction by @sin-djarin - I’m all about Dieter, especially a soft Dieter, so this was right up my alley.

Broadcasting Live Tonight by @morallyinept - This is 🔥🔥 and Jett captures Dieter so well!

Dave York

The Wolf & The Lamb by @morallyinept - I love Jett’s giflets and this was so good!

Current Compulsory Series:

These are series I am keeping up with at the moment. I’m still behind on some and hope to fix that this week!

The Pilot and His Girl (Frankie) by @avastrasposts - Mel - I am reading that final chapter this week if it’s the last thing I do!

Delta Palms Tropical Resort (Frankie) by @linzels-blog

I Like the Way You (Frankie) by @undercoverpena

Destiny & Deliverance (Dieter) by @mysterious-moonstruck-musings

Paranoid Heat (Javi P) by @goodwithcheese

It’s Never Too Late (Javi P) by @javierpena-inatacvest

Visiting (Mr. Ben) by @ladamedusoif

Posts From the Week:

@wildemaven has been posting the most amazing mood boards! I particularly swooned over this one of Dieter hosting SNL and Pizza and Cards Night with the TF boys. 😍

On the heels of the SNL appearance, @morallyinept added more to her Pedro Boys Cocktails with a SNL edition. These are so funny and clever. Side note, happy birthday (and 1k followers too?! Amazing you deserve it all)! To celebrate, she gave us a gift by way of two one-shots which I'm adding to my list for this week!

Feral Corner:

SNL - that’s it. That’s the content for Feral Corner this week.

But seriously, these gifs have been living rent-free in my mind. Also, there was a photo of Pedro that I saw in gray sweatpants that made me lose my goddamn mind aka change the name of my blog from Joel’s Gray Sweatpants to Pedro’s Gray Sweatpants. Because that's a rational response, right?! 😆 I’m also convinced that I manifested his choice of attire into existence and you can’t tell me any different! Let me have this!

My week wasn’t all dominated by Pedro, as hard as that may seem. Garrett/Benny was up in there too. This recent post has solidified the idea that I need to add a bowling scene to Delta Landscaping at some point. Garrett apparently has a song coming out on Friday, so expect me to be obnoxious about it when it drops.

Things I Watched:

I have just a couple of days left to do my annual rewatch of Hocus Pocus. I have been wearing my Sanderson Sisters shirt throughout the month, though.

I didn’t go to the movies this week, but Mr. Rhoorl went and saw Five Night at Freddy’s. He’s never played the game and knows just the basics about the lore, but he thought it was fine.

We did introduce Baby Rhoorl to The Nightmare Before Christmas this week (quick poll - do you consider that a Halloween movie or a Christmas movie?). She was interested in it for as long as a two-year-old can be interested in something.

Personal Stuff

This week I started a bit of a health journey, which has been going pretty well so far. Things were a bit crazy at work as we launched a really big project. Baby Rhoorl also attend a birthday party for a friend - her first one! Being around that many small children was … a lot. I left super overstimulated and I am continually in awe of teachers and caregivers who do that day in and day out.

I’m looking forward to some Halloween fun this week, starting with HHN tonight (goodbye Joel, we had a good run). Baby Rhoorl’s school is doing a Trunk or Treat event - a concept I never knew existed until last year. And Tuesday my entire office is dressing up for Halloween. The floor I’m on picked Halloween movies as our theme, and my team decided on the Addam’s Family. Yay for corporate Halloween fun 🙃 although it does make for some pretty funny meetings.

I can’t believe we are staring November in the face! Mr. Rhoorl and I have plans to see a concert in November, which I’m really excited about - Ice Nine Kills and In This Moment. We’ve seen both of these bands before, but I’m looking forward to watching them again!

Fic Updates:

This past week I got a chapter of Working Title out - with a fun cameo. 😉 Chapter 16 has been done for about a week but I've been sitting on it, rereading. Fair warning, the cameos aren’t done. Also, we finally get some smut…yay! Hopefully, those who have been reading will find it worth the wait. 🫣 I will get it out this week, I'm thinking maybe Wednesday?

Delta Landscaping Chapter 9 is coming along. It takes me a lot longer to write that series since there’s so many characters to keep track of (and I am writing it as I go). So apologies for the delay.

I have a couple of one-shots in the works, but I will likely post a Benny one this week, maybe for Miller Monday? I originally planned on doing a little Halloween one-shot, but the month got away from me 🫤

Thanks for making it this far! I hope something makes you smile this week. 🙂 My inbox is always open if you want to say hi!

Masterlists

Working Title (Dieter, series, ongoing) | AO3

Delta Landscaping (Triple Frontier, series, ongoing) | AO3

Turbulence (Frankie, one-shot) | AO3

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theageofsims · 11 months

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Perks of having a simblr: it's a sideblog -- I don't see all the drama.

I signed up for Twitter a couple of years ago and forgot my password, but also deleted the email I had it under so I can't get back in...

Yes I am everything... Except smart. 😂

Anyway, I created a new one and thought it'd be the perfect place to post about any speed builds I put on my YouTube channel (which I still think it is)... But my god it is exhausting on there.

I'm an introvert so I thought maybe this is why I feel like this, but then I realized -- it ain't me.

Since my account is just for Sims there's no filter and I see posts from anyone tagging anything about the game whether I follow them or not and it's like a bunch of people keep getting up on the wrong side of the bed.

I saw someone once say that Tumblr was so nice compared to Twitter and all I could think was well don't bring your moody ass over here and ruin it -- we just fine here, thanks! 😂

But the truth is I'm sure there's drama here as well, and other forms of social media -- but as I said at the top of my post, having my Sims blog as a side blog makes it so I don't see all that's going on -- Thank you sweet baby Jesus.

There's so much calling out and policing every single thing. It's not just Sims, it's any "community" and I'm just left wondering like so... Are we not supposed to be our own person or have individuality?

I understand some viewpoints of these arguments, but I also don't have time in my day to be going bat shit over a damn video game. 🤷🏽‍♀️

I remember during my Sims 2 days it was like paddling up shits creek to get help with the game from other simmers. If you dared to ask for help people would lash out at you and demand you to tell them when and where you decided to figure out the answers yourself by searching the internet.

It was like sorry yahoo! Search ain't helping me find a damn thing, but yes Master and Mistress -- I shall continue my search and bring back the gold even if I lose a limb in the process. 😂 I mean people were Grinch-y as fuck.

I was actually shocked to find people were helping others in the community when I made this blog. Never did I think I could ask a question and have people willing to help -- and still, I see simmers all the time state their wcif's aren't open or aren't welcome and I think... They the offspring of the ones from back in them early Sims days, aren't they? 😂

But things have gotten nuts now. New generation, new topics of the world. A new demand. Entitlement everywhere. It's just full on rage for so many people and I often think... How long is this going to go on until some people are left screaming in the void because the truth of the reality is they're never going to be happy no matter what they're served.

I get it. There are people who actively try to enlighten people so they can have them change their opinions or as I sometimes call it, luring them to the dark side...😂... But what's the need? I swear I will never know.

I'm not one of those people who can't see that EA is milking the shit out of us, but I also know there's nothing I can do to stop it.

I was fortunate enough to have parents who could afford to buy me the games in my Sims 1 and 2 days, but by Sims 3 and Sims 4 -- it's been up to me.

Packs are even becoming free now which is amazing because I have NEVER experienced that in my 23 years of Simming. Does it suck that I had to pay for them? I guess. I mean would I have wanted them free if given the chance? Of course, but they weren't free when I wanted them so... I had to pay.

And one truth still remains... You don't like it? Then you don't buy it.

You don't attack people who like what you don't. You don't put the blame on them you don't target them to the point they think you're gonna meet up with them in the sandbox after preschool -- because that's just what this shit truly is.

It's preschool and some people just need a nap.

Also calling out other gamers and making sure to alert everyone who follows them how they need to unfollow them. 😒 Why are we doing this? Why are we not letting people think for themselves and decide for themselves?

It's this hivemind mentality where things are supposed to be wholesome and warm and comforting... But it's not.

No one can force another person to think like them. You want to call out gamers for being anti-gay or anti-trans or racist or x,y,z... What's it going to prove to the person who feels this way? It's like that Bonnie Raitt song, "I can't make you love me if you don't..."

I'm not saying these people are right or that they haven't got problems, but let's be honest -- how is their way of playing bothering our way of playing? Why do we care? What gives us the right to control what they do or how they do it?

This is literally call-out culture -- for sure, but for a video game? I don't see how anything someone is doing in their game is harming others in that if you don't like it or you're triggered -- you remove yourself from the situation.

Your responsibility is not to be responsible for others. If they want to do shit in poor taste, let them. Let them turn others off to their content and so on. Most of the time the more attention you give the more they continue because they're attention seekers.

I wasn't raised with call out culture. I mean if a cat was stuck up a tree you usually alerted someone's parents, but Sims didn't exist until I was 12 and the only frustrations anyone had was the roaches and the infestation of flies and your kid failing school and getting taken away to to military school.

Not at all THIS that we have now.

I don't know whether to say get a grip or take a chill pill -- but those sayings are outdated and that's facts. 😂

#blurb #lordt #lordt jesus... help meh please! 😂

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callmealios · 2 years

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House of memories

AN : Okay so this is my first work, on Wattpad too. (Most of them will be on Wattpad first actually).

Basically, this work was for my french class, but my teacher told me that it was really good and that she liked my writting. And a friend told me that I should post it somewhere and so here I am. The thing is, I think it sounds more pretty in French than in English so yeah. I'm usually not of that opinion but I am right now. (This doesn't make any sense)

Also I just had an idea that every chapter title will be one of a music, sometimes the music will match the vibe of the chapter and sometimes not, this one don't, so don't listen it even tho i put it for credits.

I'm pretty sure nobody will see or read this lmao but if you do well thank you. Hope you're having a good day.

I see a lot of people doing this so here it is : This works contains 553 words.

"Here I am, fifteen years later,

in front of my childhood house.

With a decided movement, I opened the big and old gate, and entered the vast garden flooded by the crossed of time.

On my left, differents animals statues were still up, soak of paint stain made by me and my brother when we were innocents childs.

I smiled while remembering this and turned my head towards the end of the path, moving forwards.

Not being looked after the servants anymore, the Manor's grass once so flat, perfect for my father's so loved sports, was now getting to my knees.

I'm sure the "me", fifteen years ago would have passed all days playing in it, pretending to be the heroin of a book, instead of reading between the talls shelves from the library, daydreaming about dragons and myths.

Picking up my toughts, I finally entered in the big house.

As squeaky as before, the door seemed less heavy to me than fifteen years ago. Closing it, I felt a familiar feeling, full of nostalgia, invades me, with a lot of memories as different as day and night.

The one who hits me the most were those about furnitures : the sofa, the wood fire and it's smell, the bookshelfs, the large carpets, the chandelier and the impressive curtains of yesteryear...

Everything was gone.

Nothing, the void.

Just an empty hall where my steps echoed, leaving me with deception.

Going upstairs, this familiar feeling amplified, who knows how much I went up and down ? Let's forget the time I broke my leg because I wanted to hug my aunt. I still remember how terrified I was when I saw the ground getting closer and closer, way to fast for me. According to my mother, my scream had been heard through the whole domain.

It is by reminding me of her, that I ran without hesitation, to her office.

In front of the door handle, my hand was shaking.

Too much questions were disturbing me. Will the painting of my great grand-mother is still be here ? The big desk too ? The painting, the ink stain, the smell of coffee, the misplaced paper and the much talked about chair where my mother passed all her days on ? Will they still all be here ?

Shaking my head, I decided to stop torturing my mind, and opened the door.

Strangely, the smell of coffee was the only thing left. The room was full of dust and moving boxes, reasons of my visit.

I closed the door, thinking the furnitures will magically appeared, unfortunatly they didn't.

The smell of coffee, my only hope, fills my nostrils and others memories, that I was thinking completly forgotten, came back, all at the same time :

The times when my mother taught me how to write, to read, to paint, to play violin; every times we did tickle fights, were we sang like we were to only one in the whole word, every time she told me the history of me ancestors; other memories a little bit more sad, and then, just like that, nothing else, nothingness.

As if my brain, my memory itself had reach its limit.

I couldn't think anymore. I couldn't remember my moment spent here, in this so much important room, at all.

The only thing I had in my head was her, my mother, and nothing else."

Feel free to suggest anything about my writing style :)

Love you, please take care <3

-Alios

#Memories #excerpt from a book i'll never write #school project #short fiction #kindofpoetryiglikeitsfrenchyk #Spotify #idkhowtodoacutimsorry

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