#this isnt very gewd i know

[evan-hand-soap]

I wrote this last night because I got bored

Jeremy Heere x Reader:)

Basicallyyyyyyyy you/Reader are in the position of Jeremy and Jeremy is in the position of Michael... so Reader has a Squip while (not to readers consent) Jeremy’s on opt. nerve blocking. It’ll make sense later.

*bold and italics means it’s the Squip btw*

Word count- I think it was like 2071

Warnings: lil bit of cursing but it’s only like twice, the Squip putting reader in pain, crying, uh that’s it I think... let me know if there more.

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Loud music blared through huge speakers in the Halloween party you were at- and had no idea why you even bothered to come. You didn’t know many people there. So why come? Oh yeah. The Squip told you too. It drives you insane. I N S A N E. You knew how to get rid of it, but didn’t know where to get a code red Mountain Dew. You’d searched everywhere but made no success. Parties used to give you panic attacks. You had the popular people there, sure. Doesn’t mean you liked them. And you didn’t want to stay either. After forcing the Squip to let you get your way, you were on your way out of the house. On the way you accidentally bumped into someone, who had taken all of your attention.

“I- sorr- oh my god! Jeremy! Where have you been for like the last two weeks??”

“Oh? You’re suddenly paying attention to me? You’ve been ignoring me!”

“I- I have..??”

“It’s called optic nerve blocking. I have been blocking Jeremy from your field of vision. Without your consent, of course.”

“You what???”

“What?”

“Not you Jeremy- Wait—“ you red solo cup in his hand caught your eye.

“Red- Red! Red! Mountain Dew! Code Red Mountain Dew! Do you have any!!?”

“What? No. I know a store that sells it-“

“I need it!”

“No you don’t! I’m helping you!!”

He looked at you like you were crazy and you begged him, tears forming.

“Jeremy please-“ you choked on a sob, “This thing— this voice- I-I- I need it gone! I-I-I’m going insane— plea-pleas—“

“What- What voice?”

“I’ll explain later! Just help me-“

“I- come with me.” He sighed and grabbed your wrist. He tugged you outside and into his car.

“I’ll get you your Mountain Dew. But why have you been ignoring me?”

“I-it it’s not intentional— t-this thing! I- it’s a- a robot— telling me what I need to do-“ tears streamed down your face as it yelled in your head.

“He’s yelling— and he’s not stopping! H-he’s driving me insane— I- it hurts- it got rid of you! I- it said it’s called o-“ you were zapped and you cried even harder.

“Get out of my head!” You yelled and held your head tightly while sobbing.

“I-it’s an opti-optic nerve blocking- it blocks out people— the ones it thinks I don’t need-“

“I’ll be right back-“ he said and threw himself out of the car and into the parking lot. He was off and into a mall while you were sobbing and screaming at yourself telling it shut up.

“GET OUT GET OUT GET OUT!!!” You sobbed and the car door flew open.

“Here-“ Jeremy told you and you shot your hand out to grab it. You were zapped and tried to resist the zaps. You took it into your shaky hands and just chugged. And chugged. As much of it as you could. You quickly screwed the cap on before the pain kicked in and held your head, bracing for pain you knew was coming soon. You heard it’s glitching voice and a faint ‘OVERRIDE’ bleeping. The pain kicked in and you sobbed and sobbed and held your head while it felt like you were being hit in the head with a sledgehammer while your brain was being tased. It felt horrible but thankfully it didn’t last that long. When it was gone you were shaking and panting.

“Deep breaths.”

“I-it’s gone— finally—“

“Okay what’s gone?”

“T-th-the the thing! It- it’s a computer- in a pill— it stays in your brain and tells you what to do and how to be the way you want to be. In this case, cool-“

“You need some rest, I’ll take you home.”

“I- I can’t be alone— I’ll have a panic attack.”

“Then I’ll stay with you. I’ll help you try and get your mind off things. Is your basement still in use of video games?”

“Always has been. But I upgraded it. With any money I could get. D- do you still remember my address?” You we’re still shaking but not stuttering as much, the tears still slowly streaming down your face in the moonlight.

“Yeah, your house isn’t that hard to find.” You nodded and put your head back, closing your eyes and trying to breathe normally. He pulled up in your driveway and got out of the driver side. You were just barley shutting the door on your side when he was on your side and helping you walk straight hence you were still shaking. He helped you inside the house and you walked him to the basement which was majorly upgraded. You flicked on the light, which was also connected to all the other machines and things in your basement. So everything else lit up. The basement was decorated with red walls, black carpet, and dark blue couch in front of a huge flat screen Tv. The walls had video game posters and what not on them, with a few neon light fixtures. You also had a vintage Pac-Man game machine that was still in function, that is almost impossible find. You had a mini fridge stuffed with sodas and snacks in one corner of the room. Beside the mini fridge was a bathroom which was literally nothing special at all. Had a shower, sink, toilet, the usual. And a huge dresser that was meant to be stuffed with movie dvds, but instead, you stuffed it with any video game, game controller, and or game console you own. Along with a popcorn machine for popping fresh popcorn beside the mini fridge. You had this room envisioned for years and decided to take any money you had and earn so more, into this basement. Along with trading any gift cards you had with your dad in exchange for money to add to the pile.

“Holy shit!”

“I know! I’m basically broke now but it was worth it. I haven’t been down here in a while since the Squip but... it’s still the same.”

“This is heaven—“

“Like I said.”

“Oh my god-“

“Are we going to just stare at it or actually use it? Because I’ve been desperate to.”

“Use it-“

“You can pick a game.” You made snacks and what not up stairs while starting popcorn in the machine while he dug through your collection. You came down stairs with a selection of snacks and sugar for the night while he was setting up a game. Which to his choice, was GTA.

-three weeks later-

You and Jeremy and Michael, who was at the party but you didn’t see him, had started hanging out again and the hanging out in your basement every night became a routine. Everyday after school they’d instinctively take the bus with you and get off at your stop. They even had a drawer of extra clothes in your dresser upstairs in your bedroom.

When they got over to your house with you after the bus, they went down stairs to pick a game while you stayed upstairs making food in the kitchen. While you were throwing things around trying to move quickly, you spilt a monster that you were drinking(that was probably the reason why you had energy) all over you. You quickly ran upstairs to your room to change. You changed into sweatpants and realized you hadn’t done your laundry in a while. Leaving you with no shirts. You quickly debated on just throwing a jacket on or grabbing something of Michael’s or Jeremy’s. You settled on wearing Jeremy’s clothes since if anything, it’d fit a little better. You threw on a black Pac-man t shirt he had with one of his hoodies. If you were being honest, you had a crush on Jeremy. It wasn’t too big or anything, but it was there. You had told Michael about it and whenever the three of you were in a room alone, he would wink at you or smirk or whatever, from behind Jeremy. The smell of his cologne flooded into your nose which caused you to blush and hug yourself, to hold the huge hoodie tighter. You ran downstairs and to the kitchen again, this time trying to be more careful. You were in the basement soon with the snacks and had them set on the table in front of the couch. You didn’t see Jermey, but assumed he was in the bathroom because you could hear the shower running. He probably got something on himself too. Michael didn’t notice you come down until he turned around and saw you on the couch, scrolling through your phone in Jeremy’s clothes.

“Looky looky. Already stealing his clothes.”

“In my defense, I haven’t done my laundry and I spilt a monster on me so I had to resort to your guys’s stuff. I chose his because his clothes would most likely fit me better than yours.

“Mhm.. sure.” You scoffed and looked back down at your phone. Michael sat down on a bean bag that was between the couch and Tv, slurping on a slushee. You heard the bathroom door open, causing you to look up and see Jeremy. Who was wearing the same sweatpants as before, and the same blue hoodie. But with wet hair. When his eyes met yours he looked you up and down. He approached you rather quickly and collided with the couch and was now in front of you.

“Are you wearing my hoodie??”

“Yeah.. I spilt a monster on me and I haven’t done my laundry in a while so I just resorted to taking your stuff. Which is super comfy, by the way. Michael’s would’ve been too big.”

“Yeah no- I know it is. Because it’s mine. It- it looks good on you..” you blushed a dark red and slightly smiled. You could practically hear Michael’s smirk. Before you could say anything, Michael took it upon himself to LEAVE.

“I think I left my phone upstairs.. I’ll be back.” You felt yourself start to panic while he got up, and was gone in a second. You, unknowingly, were lost in his eyes with big heart eyes. Which he was doing the same. Which of course, he didn’t know either. Before you could say or do anything, he cupped your cheek and pinned you to the couch, him on top of you, his lips planted on yours. It took a split second to react but you were soon kissing him back and it was probably the best thing to happen to you, besides him actually returning in your life in the first place.

“Woah—“ you mumbled once you’d both pulled away. He didn’t say anything but look into your eyes and flash you a small smile. He sat up, no longer pinning you down, and picked up a controller.

“Sorry, I was just desperate to do that.”

“Y-n- d- don’t be s-sorry. It’s- Fine—“ you sat up and reached for a controller, a deep blush covering your face. Throughout the game your mind was off in another world and you lost to Jeremy every time, which wasn’t normal. Michael was back in the room and sitting in front of you on the beanbag.

“You suck today, y/n.” Michael laughed and you shook your head.

“I- I wouldn’t if my mind was clear—“

“Will this help-“ Jeremy dropped the remote and dove over to press his lip to yours.

“I don’t think t-“ you were cut off by his lips on yours once again, this kiss even more intense and deeper than the last one. Your hands were up in his messy hair, slightly pulling at his head. One of his hands were low on your waist, holding you up to his waist while his other was holding your head. After you both had eventually pulled away he had a smile and so did you, along with a bright red face.

“I-“ Michael started clapping slowly and laughed.

“It’s about time this happened. It literally killed me every time I saw you two together because holy shit-“

“Michael, shut up.” Jeremy told him and you laughed.

“I’m just saying! So are you guys like dating now or what?” You looked back up at Jermey and gave him a questioning look.

“I don’t know, are we?”

“Only to your consent, of course.”

“Then you have it.”

“Wait really??”

“Yeah,”

“I- uh- awesome!” You laughed and pressed your lips to his.

“Your such a nerd.”

#be more chill #jeremy heere x reader #this isnt very gewd i know #michael mell #jeremy heere #the squip #boink

[simblrbreezycakes]

hewwo. issa bachelorette challenge. 

🌻Lena Peterson🌻

Lena is 24 with a twin brother whomst she loves very much. He’s been getting closer to this dude or whatever so she’s had more time to herself and more time to herself means more time to spiral about how she’ll never find anyONE and she’s going to end up aLONE with no lover to take on adventureS! ((her words not mine. she was very dramatic, flopping all over the couch as she talked)), and she figured “well, I guess i’ll leave my love life in the hands of someone else.” So here we are at a bachelorette challenge. She works full time at a florist shop, is considering getting a doggo once this is all over if her partner is cool with it, and is always on the go with some new adventure or signing up for some new physical challenge.

loves: snow, soft blankets, gardening, intimate moments

hates: uglass heauxes who leave the ac on 78 in the summer, people touching her hair, beef

Some fun facts you need to know ~under the cut~

-Lena is bi so gohead and send me your lasses and lads and nb folks. no berry folks plz and thanks, but supernatural is cool

-must be cool with letting your sim be in me gameplay with lena. i promise imma good sim mom.

-minimal cc, preferably maxis match but like i don’t care that much. whatever looks good looks good, i take it all 

-if you want to equip every outfit feel free so it’ll give me a better sense of their style but it isn’t required. @ minimum plz send me them sims with an everyday outfit and a formal outfit. 

-give me the 411 on your sim! bullet points, paragraphs of backstory, pinterest boards, whatever the hell you wanna do to lemme know what your sim is like? i’ll take it.

-for transparency purposes: im only choosing 6 people for my own sanity so if i get like.... 5 ppl then we are gonna rock with that. but if i get like ~6-10 ppl ill be a bit selective picking who i think lena will like best. if i get more than ten imma just put them jawns in a randomizer because that process stresses me out.

-uh school is gonna kick my ass this week so y’all got until *checks watch* february 3rd (aka a week from today) to make ya posts and tag me!! <3 <3 <3 use the tag: breezycakesBC plz also @ me somewhere in the post just for gewd measure.

if you know me you know im pretty chill and this seemed like a good way to get back into regular gameplay content and i love lena but she need a partNER so. here we are. best of luck.

#wemp womp #breezycakesBC #will anyone submit #we just don't know lmfao #ta da